Chapter 151

Victoria's POV I struggled to maneuver Damien's drunk ass out of my car and toward the elevator. His breath was hot against my neck, his body a delicious weight against mine. "We're at your place. What's the code?" I asked, trying to reach the panel beside his door. Instead of answering, he pressed his face deeper into my neck, nipping at my skin. "Damien, I need your face for the scanner," I muttered, attempting to turn his head toward the door panel, but he refused to cooperate, his lips tracing a path to my collarbone instead. I tried to grab his hand for the fingerprint reader, but he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. "Don't want to go in there," he slurred against my skin. "Want to stay with you." "Fine," I sighed, feeling Nora purr with satisfaction inside me. My wolf had been unusually pleased since our encounter in the car. "You're coming to my place then." I half-dragged him to my door, scanned my face, and pulled him inside. His scent – smoky cedar with hin