you
wouldn’t hurt me. Robyn, give me a kiss.”
“TJ.”
“Just on the cheek! Check out my scent and how it makes you feel. Then kiss Keil. That’l explain better than words.” He turned his face to the side,
keeping a wary eye on his brother.
Robyn bit her lip. She didn’t need to do this “test” of TJ’s, she knew what he was saying already. She knew she was sexual y attracted to Keil. Completely
and utterly attracted.
But doing the test meant she could kiss Keil again.
She leaned toward TJ and took a long breath in through her nose. Nothing but the smel of dish soap and the slightly earthy scent of a male missing his
morning shower. She touched his cheek with her lips and felt like she did when she kissed Tad.
Connected, like family. No fireworks.
She shifted her weight and stared up into Keil’s beautiful eyes. She started to take a deep breath but stopped quickly. His scent fil ed her. She could taste
him, feel him slip down into her lungs and throughout her whole body. He smelt like the air of a starlit night, and dark-chocolate fondue and raw, passionate
sex. Unable to stop herself, she ignored his offered cheek and grasped him by the hair, pul ing him down to her reach so she could clasp their mouths
together. As Keil reacted, their tongues tangling together, Robyn acknowledged that she’d never felt anything like the satisfaction she experienced at
every contact with the big man in front of her.
Wel , it seemed she was getting hitched.
Chapter Five
“This doesn’t mean we’l do anything until you’re ready,” Keil said when he final y managed to drag himself away from Robyn. “We can take our time, get to
know each other first. Now that I’ve found you, I can wait.”
Her bright eyes shone back at him.
TJ bumped up from behind.
“Umm, Keil, but what about—”
Keil swung his elbow and connected with TJ’s gut.
“Ugh.” The air whooshed out of TJ, but he struggled on. “I’m just saying—”
Keil turned to face his brother, careful to hold Robyn close enough that she couldn’t read his lips. “No, you’re not saying another word about this.
Understand?” It was a command, said in a tone that TJ couldn’t ignore. Robyn wasn’t the only one with the Alpha voice.
TJ froze. He dropped his eyes. “Understood.”
Keil pushed Robyn away a bit and winked at her. “It’s been a tough morning and I think we could use some exercise. Ski to the top of the pass for lunch?”
She nodded with enthusiasm and slipped away to change.
Keil wanted to give her some time alone to think about everything she’d learned, but his wolf refused to let her head out unprotected. Split personalities
were tough to deal with at the best of times, and right now, Keil’s wolf was pissed. It didn’t see what the problem was and why there was no marking and
mating happening.
Me too, bud, Keil thought.
He let his eyes trace over Robyn’s hips as she tucked in her long-sleeved undershirt. In his mind he could already feel the weight of her body slipping over
his shaft as he held onto those hips and helped her ride him. His aching cock pressed up against his ski pants and he had to adjust himself.
Again.
Yup, he was al for making the sacrifice to help her be able to shift to wolf.
Part of him wanted to send TJ back to civilization ahead of time, giving them some privacy. Only with the way TJ skied, he couldn’t be left alone. The boy
would probably get lost, or break a ski, or have some other disaster,
Damn. Trapped in the bush with his mate and an unwanted chaperone.
No, it was for the best. He needed to give Robyn time to adjust. Time to talk to her family and be able to accept the changes that would take place if she
triggered her wolf. It wouldn’t be fair either to make her ful wolf and his mate if he died in the chal enge on Sunday. It would be far better to wait until after
the weekend when he’d have the proper time and energy to court her.
Even if it made every