Three
“Are we bound now like I am with Torben?”
I’m wrapped around him, my head on his chest. I’m tired but happy.
Húnn smiles. “Would you like to be?”
I run my hands over his smooth abs and resist the temptation to lick his skin. Think like a human, Isla, not like a bear.
“I think so. I want to be bound to all of you, not just one. You’re my sleuth… although we really need to find a prettier word for that.”
He chuckles in amusement. “Got any good ideas?”
“Not yet. I’ll let you know if I think of something. But are we bound now or not?”
His smile turns a little more serious. “I don’t think so. I believe we need to exchange blood to make it a proper bond. But we can always do that the next time, if you’re sure.”
I like how he’s already thinking of the next time. My n*****s harden a
