The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240

Aurora

I glanced around once more, letting the quiet settle over me. Then I cleared my throat softly.

“Um… where’s the bathroom?”

The leader paused near the door and tilted her head slightly to the left, indicating a narrow door just beside the kitchen.

“There,” she said simply. “We don’t have hot water running. If you want to shower, you’ll need to warm it first.”

I nodded. “That’s fine.”

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With that, she turned and left, the door closing behind her with a muted click. The sound echoed in the small space, and suddenly it

was just the two of us.

The silence felt heavier now–but not uncomfortable. Just real.

We took turns heating water and showering, the process awkward but manageable. By the time I stepped out, steam clinging to my

skin and hair damp against my back, my muscles felt looser than they had all day. Zayn went next, and I changed into clean clothes

from my backpack, the familiar fabric grounding me more than I expected.

When he returned, we crawled into the bed without much ceremony. The blankets were thick, but the cold still crept in, biting at

exposed skin. I curled slightly toward him without thinking, instinctively seeking warmth.

“Today was… a lot,” I murmured into the quiet.

“Yeah,” he said softly. “That’s one way to put it.”

We talked in low voices, replaying everything–pieces clicking together, questions stacking on top of answers that didn’t quite feel

like answers yet. His voice stayed steady, but I could hear the tension underneath it, the anger he was still holding back.

The cold worsened as the minutes passed, seeping through the mattress and the walls.

“I’m freezing,” I muttered.

He shifted closer, an arm sliding around my waist. “Same.”

Our foreheads touched. Then noses. The kiss that followed was slow, unhurried–like neither of us wanted to rush anything after everything we’d survived today. It deepened naturally, warmth building where the cold had been moments before.

He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes dark in the low light,

*You know what the best way to warm up is, right?” he murmured.

I raised an eyebrow despite myself. “What?”

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Chapter 240

A faint, crooked smile touched his mouth.

“Sex.”

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My breath caught as Zayn’s words hung in the air, that crooked smile of his pulling me in despite the chill that still lingered in the room. I searched his eyes, finding a mix of exhaustion and desire there, mirroring my own tangled feelings. The bed creaked softly under our shifting weight as I leaned in again, my lips brushing his in a tentative press that quickly reignited the spark from

moments before.

His hand, warm from our shared body heat, slid up my side, fingers tracing the curve of my hip through the thin fabric of my shirt. I shivered, not from the cold this time, but from the deliberate slowness of his touch. I arched slightly into him, my own hand finding the nape of his neck, threading through his damp hair to hold him close.

Our kiss deepened, tongues meeting in a lazy exploration.

Zayn’s arm tightened around my waist, drawing my body flush against his. I felt the hard line of his cock pressing against my thigh through his pants, an insistent heat that made my pulse quicken. I shifted my leg, rubbing it gently along his length, eliciting a low groan from him that vibrated against my mouth. He broke the kiss to trail his lips down my jaw, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin of my neck, his breath hot and ragged.

“Aurora,” he whispered, voice rough with want, as his hand slipped under my shirt, palm flat against the soft skin of my stomach.

His fingers splayed wide, inching upward slowly, teasing the underside of my breast. I gasped when his thumb brushed my nipple, already hard from the cool air and his attention. He circled it lazily, then pinched just enough to send a jolt straight to my core, my

pussy clenching in response.

I tugged at his shirt, pulling it up and over his head in one fluid motion, my nails grazing his chest as I explored the firm planes of his muscles. Zayn helped me discard it, then returned the favor, peeling my shirt away to expose my breasts to the dim light.

His gaze darkened as he took me in, and he dipped his head to capture one nipple between his lips, sucking gently while his tongue

flicked over the tip.

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