I May Just Take Your Breath Away

Everything about Duchess pulled him in. Her tempting scent, her sweet voice, the warmth of her body pressed to his. She pressed herself closer to him, not really answering his question but maybe she was. He’d almost died out there. He had come so close to ruining everything he worked so hard for, he’d almost left Duchess. She hid her worry but he could feel it, the way she spoke and the way she grasped hold of him. Indigo surrounded her, holding her as tightly as he dared and relaxing against her and the furs and pillows beneath. ”I’m right here.” He assured her as she trailed her nose up his jaw.

He groaned quietly at her next words and the conundrum they faced. Usually their affection came easily and naturally, and preferably away from the castle. Indigo couldn’t go very far from their suites, and Iolaire had barred him from any extra curricular activities. ”That’s not a very nice thing to say right now.” He told her in a whisper as he nuzzled her ear. Duchess wasn’t making his time any easier, but he did feel better know he wasn’t the only one suffering. ”It’s not forever.” He promised, Indy hoped Io knew what she was doing.

Indigo was surprised to feel her shaking, and he gently stroked her back and held her close. He didn’t like the random thought that she would want to soothe herself with another man. Indigo didn’t know what he wanted, but he knew it would be hypocritical to think that after he had been with and looked at other wolves that she didn’t have the very same right. He shoved the thought down. Duchess was his. Right?