Keep It Hidden

After he had fed her to his heart's content, Lazarus helped her lie on the fur. He covered her with another fur and then added another layer of his cloak over it. Once he had tucked her nicely, he added a thick log to the fire so that it remained burning throughout the night. He was still wondering what it was that he was missing. He looked around with a worried expression and then busied himself with small jobs just to quell his anxiety and… his constant attraction for her. 

His mate was a lusty little piece who made it sure that he would only keep thinking of how he was going to take her throughout the night. Would he be able to sleep? 

"Why don't you come down and lie next to me?" she said when he was tying the saddlebag with more than necessary concentration. 

He lifted his head up to control the urge to go and lie next to her. "I can't…" he breathed.