Bad News

RETH

Reth snapped back from his mental undressing of his mate to find her eyes, wide and pleading. And her chest rising and falling rather faster than usual. "Stop!" she said breathlessly. "I can… I can feel what you're thinking about… I can smell…" she groaned again and put her hands over her face. "How do you all do this, walking around all day smelling people, hearing them. Knowing that they're thinking about this—doing it? I had to listen to Gahrye and Kalle when we were back in the human world… ugh. It almost broke me."

Reth grunted. "It's not fun when you are burning for your mate and someone else has theirs, that's true," he said, his voice deep and rippling with desire for her. "But usually… usually it is just life. Something that keeps us all connected. I know when Behryn and Hollhye have… when they're loving, and when they're fighting. I know when they wish for each other, and when she is pinning her ears back."