Icouldn’t believe I’d just had my first orgasm with a man, fully clothed and in public, for crying out loud, having just fought off four full-grown shifters. I needed my head examined, but first, we needed to get the hell out of there. I didn’t bother telling him the police tended to ignore calls unless a fatality was reported. At this point, I needed to get him to a safe place. When the door to the bar shut behind the couple who’d brought me out of the lust-filled haze, I noticed the man beneath me was staring.
“My name’s Lyric. What’s yours?”
He cleared his throat. “Rowan,” he answered. “Listen, I’m not sure what’s going on, but we need to file a police report.”
I shook my head. How was I going to explain what I’d just done, or what had been done to him? Had I allowed the other shifter’s venom to continue flowing through his veins, Rowan would have become connected to him, a part of his pack, whether he wanted to be or not. I had done the only thing I knew would fix it, making him part of my pack. From the moment I’d seen him in the hallway, my wolf had sat up and called to the man, but I had pushed her back. Now, I’d gone against pack law and would have to face not only Kellen, but my brother Xan. My wolf beat at me to mark him and claim him as my mate.
“We can’t. You know what you saw can’t be explained. They’ll think you’re crazy and lock you up at best. Worst, they’ll arrest me and possibly make a lab experiment out of us.”
Rowan’s grip on my waist tightened almost painfully. “Never. Nobody will ever hurt you.”
The fear knotting my stomach lessened, but the urgency to get him as far away from the bar as possible was paramount. I needed a few minutes to figure out where to go that was secure for us both. Somewhere, he’d be safe for the change, before I had to face my alpha and my brother. Then I’d offer to let him go free. I wouldn’t mate him. My wolf whined.
“Come on, help me get you up, big guy.” I eyed the gorgeous man beneath me, trying to think how I could maneuver him into a vehicle. The man had to be taller than both my brother and Kellen, putting him at over six feet two. I imagined him on a motorcycle with me wrapped around him. The thought of the tight fit made heat rise to my face.
“If you don’t quit looking at me like that, you’ll be under me in ten seconds flat.” His black eyes flashed.
I laughed. “When you’re all better, I’ll take you up on that offer. Now, let’s get out of here.” With the agility of my kind, I hopped off him. “Did you drive?”
He got up with a lot less finesse than I’d seen him move with earlier. The wounds from the wolves were already healing, but I had seen humans turn, and he was going to be hurting sooner rather than later. I wanted to find the ones that got away and turn them over to my brother. A shiver raced up my spine. Xan was going to kick my ass.
“Of course I drove, darlin’.” Rowan’s southern drawl seemed thicker. For crying out loud, his voice was panty-melting.
“Lead the way, or do you need me to?” I asked.
I snorted at the outraged look he gave me. The overly large, four-wheel drive pickup truck he led me to was sexy as fuck. It gave me a lady boner. I enjoyed big trucks, hot cars, and motorcycles. Thankfully, the MC had plenty of toys I got to playwith. Rowan’s truck would definitely fit in. Back up, girlfriend. I needed to quit thinking of him as mine.
Eyeing the huge leap into his rig, I had visions of needing some sort of equipment to lift him into the vehicle. He shocked me by expertly maneuvering himself into the passenger seat without groaning or showing the least bit of pain. I shook my head and went around to the driver’s side, happy he had running boards installed, making it easy for me to climb in.
Once inside, I held my hand out for the keys. His way too sexy lips tilted up in a grin before he reached into his tight denim jeans. My eyes followed his fingers as they dug into his pocket, seeing the bulge still straining against his fly. Licking my lips, I tore my eyes away, only to meet the heat in his. Quick as a snake, his free hand shot out and pulled me to him. Our lips met in a clash of teeth and tongues. There was no finesse, only a deep hunger fed by the fans of heat within my body and his.
Rowan pulled back, blinking to peer at me through heavily glazed eyes. “Darlin’, you better start this truck, or I’m thinking we might be christening the backseat.” His words were teasing, but his brow was furrowed and his expression tight. His entire body seemed poised as if he’d toss me over the seat and follow through on the threat at a moment’s notice.
A wicked thought of doing exactly what he’d said at a later time—especially since he’d used the word christened, meaning he’d never had another woman there—had me smiling slowly. “Another time, big guy.” I took the keys from him before I could change my mind and pulled around to the back of the club, where my bike was parked.
Making a quick decision on how to load my precious baby without a ramp, I circled to the side of the building. After backing up to the ditch that bordered the edge, I quickly climbed out, pulled the tailgate down, and released a sigh. My calculations were spot on. Hurrying over to my Harley DavidsonSportster, which was far from original, I started the Harley before easing it into the back of Rowan’s truck. It took longer than I’d have liked to strap it with tie-downs.
The poor man in the vehicle had fallen into a restless sleep, not even stirring when I opened the driver’s door. “What am I gonna do with you?” I had an insane urge to run my hand over his beard-roughened jaw. Instead, I put the truck in gear and pulled away from the bar.
Syn had mentioned the cabin on Kellen’s land, but that was too close to the alpha for my peace of mind. He’d smell Rowan on the first stiff wind. I needed time to get him through his change and give him a choice. Stay or go. Mate or no. Even if the last made my wolf whine like a little bitch.
“Where are you thinking of taking me?” His voice rasped.
I maneuvered his truck onto the busy highway. “I’m trying to figure that out. I don’t have enough cash for a hotel, and I’m not sure if that’s really a safe place anyway for your first time.”
Rowan straightened to look out the window. “Darlin’, I’m far from a virgin.”
I nearly slammed into a BMW at his words. “Not…that first time. I mean, shit. I can’t do this on a six-lane highway.” I smacked my hand on the steering wheel.
A pained groan filled the extended cab pickup, followed by a deep exhale. “I know what you mean. My place is a couple of miles down the highway. I think my truck has a mind of its own,” he tried to joke.
I glanced over to see his expression in the low, dim lights from the dashboard. “You’re an ass,” I said, smiling.
He gave me the directions, but I wasn’t properly prepared for the place he called home. Yes, his truck was top-of-the-line and new. However, I didn’t expect his home to rival the size of a lodge.
“Is this your home?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
