Ileus set the food tray on the floor and pulled her towards him so that now she was sitting on his thighs. His hands reached the top of her towel and he was about to tug it open, when she held his hands. "You are not supposed to have sex," she said with an intense stare.
"Ridiculous," he said and tugged open her towel, which pooled near her hips, springing free her breasts. He cupped them fondly as he looked into her sapphire blue eyes. "Do you know that sex keeps werewolves healthy?" he said as he rolled her nipples. His eyes traveled all the way down to her top of her sex and stayed at the thrush of curly hair in between her thighs. He licked his lips.
"Is it?" she asked, her mind going blank immediately.
"Hmm."
"Your healers are going to throw me out and I wouldn't want that," she said as she thrust her breasts in his hands.
