pussy closer to him.
He bit down on her shoulder, holding her still in a tight hug and embedding his canines deep. Her pussy quivered, sucking his dick tight. He roared into her flesh, his cock pulsing and filling her with his seed. They continued that way for long minutes. His teeth deep in her shoulder. His cock deep in her channel. Her body floating in a sea of bliss.
She met his gaze when he lifted his head from her shoulder, his eyes bright with hunger. “You are too damn tempting.”
A sexy grin broke over his lips. “I am?”
She sighed and leaned her head over his arm. “Yeah. You are. I’ve never allowed a stranger to pick me up off the street. And trust me here, I’ve had times where my heat was out of control and I was nowhere near home, but what happened between us, never happened before.”
He stroked a hand up and down her back with his cock still deep inside her. “You can’t fight the pull from our animals, love.”
She knew that. She’d never gone against her animal, until the night she decided to have a one-night stand with a much too sexy wolf. That night, her tigress decided she wanted to keep him as her own.
“I’ve stopped trying,” she yawned.
“Are you tired?” He asked, carrying her to the edge of the pond. He picked her up in his arms and continued up to the cabin.
“A little.” She was glad he was so attentive. That was something new. Men didn’t normally want to do so much for her. This was much better than anything she’d experienced in her past.
They were soon at the cabin and he was placing her on the edge of the large Jacuzzi tub while he prepped her a bath.
“Is this you?” she asked. He glanced at her with a frown so she tried to explain herself. “What I mean is, is this the real you or are you trying to show me you’re a good mate for now until I get comfortable and then some other side of you will show up?”
He shook his head. “This is me all the time. All I can say is that you’ll see it with time.”
She would, but she had a feeling her instincts had been spot on with Brett. A happy sigh escaped her and she smiled. He’d been right. He was the one for her.
EPILOGUE
The sound of her phone ringing made her lift her head from Brett’s chest. What the hell? She’d just laid down after sex so amazing she felt boneless and someone wanted to chat? So unfair.
He picked up the phone from the nightstand, glanced at the screen and passed it to her without saying a word.
She glanced at the screen. Oh, shit! She’d forgotten poor Alex! She pressed a button and sat up in bed. “Oh, my gosh, Alex! I’m so sorry. I forgot our date.”
Next to her, she could feel Brett’s muscles tense, but he still said nothing.
“Don’t worry. I called to cancel and to let you know I’m going away for a few days, so I won’t be around anyway,” Alex said.
“Aw, Alex. I was bad. I’m sorry. Let me know when you’re back in town and we’ll do something, I promise.”
“Thanks, Valentina. I’ll call you,” he said and hung up.
She turned to face Brett with a grin. “You heard me say date, speak to a guy and didn’t get jealous.”
He hooked a hand around her neck and tugged her down on top of him. “You’re mine. I don’t care how many male friends you have. There’s no reason for me to be jealous.”
She smiled wide. “You’re right. There’s no reason for you to be jealous. Alex is my gay neighbor.” She brought her face down to kiss his chin and nipped him. “You might not be the jealous type, but I am. So don’t ever test the waters.”
He laughed hard and twined his fingers into her hair, kissing her harder than the little flurries of kisses she’d given him. He filled her mouth with his tongue and took, owning her with his lips. When he pulled back, she saw the mischief in his eyes. “You’re mine, baby. I won’t ever make you jealous. I only want you.”
“Good,” she smiled. “You’re mine too. Don’t ever forget
James Morcan, Lance Morcan
Mercedes Lackey, Rosemary Edghill