Keith stumbled into the cave with Talia in his arms.
He was forcing his legs to keep moving while tightening his hold on Talia in order to prevent his hands from wandering and touching where it was not appropriate.
But it was hard.
The scent of Talia's arousal was ingrained into his system, stirring his wolf and urging him to do the unspeakable.
Her body was on fire, and she was clinging to him, obviously wanting it, right?
"Damon…" Talia breathed, snapping Keith out of his daze, even if it was just for a moment.
He looked back to confirm how far they were from the entrance, but it was not far enough. If anyone got closer to the cave, they could pick up the sweet scent Talia's body released. It was like an open invitation, and Keith wanted to make sure it reached no one.
Keith was anxious because he couldn't guarantee they were not followed.
