37. Sharing A Bed

Apart from his intimidating size, Gwaine has really bold features that make him appear threatening. As I stood there, watching this man, I wondered if he really meant what he had said.

As tempting as his offer is, I wondered if it was appropriate, especially since he was my Alpha and our rooms were almost adjacent.

“Gwaine…” I started to say before he interrupted me, again.

“Please, Catherine.”

There was something about the way he said my name, an intoxicating sound that made me want to ask him to please, say it again.

“Alright then.” I said, turning to undress. He held my hand, preventing me from leaving the room.

“Let me help you.” He said, his hand already at the edge of my shirt. He tugged lightly, as if asking me if he should go ahead. I nodded, urging him to go on. He unbuttoned my shirt slowly, his eyes fixed intently on mine. I struggled to hold his gaze as his fingers occasionally brushing my bare skin was enough distraction.

He opened my shirt and slowly pulled it down my ar