Anger

I fell asleep in Nico’s arms, faintly aware that he was covering me with a blanket on his bed. My body was exhausted.

Waking to the smell of food and his musky scent when he wrapped me in his arms, I opened my eyes to find his mouth on mine, demanding, taking.

“Nico…” I gasped. His touch had me wanting more.

“About time you woke up. You need to eat. You’ve been asleep for more than a day.” He frowned, “I was getting worried.”

“I am starving.” I sat up against the pillows, wrapping the blanket around me to cover my nakedness. I saw his eyes flash yellow for a millisecond. He didn’t like it when I covered myself from his view. But I was still not used to it.

He took out a shirt from his cupboard, passing it to me and I put it on. I sniffed the material, inhaling his scent. I saw him smile briefly. I sniffed the air. There was such a lot of different smells. I’ve never noticed it before.

“Your senses will feel overwhelmed in the beginning, but you’ll get used to it. Come.” He held his h