Her eyes held a hint of fear. “I wasn’t alone, Xan. My brothers are at the bar getting a drink.” She waved toward the closed door.
Because I couldn’t stand another moment without holding her, I pulled her into my chest. “We done here for now?”
“Pretty sure you ain’t gonna be good for us at the moment. Go take care of your woman. I’ll holler if anything new comes up.” Kellen tapped his head.
Kayan raised his brows, but I ignored all of them as I lifted my mate into my arms. “Put your arms around my shoulders and wrap your legs around my waist. I need to feel you all around me.”
“It’s my cycle. I figured it out after you left and started having strange dreams, and heat washing over me. It’s different now that we’re mated than before.” She buried her face in the crook of my neck.
“That’s because you know what it feels like to have my dick deep inside your sweet pussy.” I licked the shell of her ear, keeping my eyes peeled to where we were walking. I’d not allow any danger within a mile of my mate.
“Xan, you can’t talk like that out in public. Every wolf will smell my need.”
“Let them. They’ll know exactly what they’re missing and what they’ll never have. The sweetest thing since sliced pie, only your pie is mine.” I imagined licking all her lovely juice as itspilled from between her thighs and worried I’d come in my jeans.
The short trek to the small apartment took too damn long in my mind. When I reached the space, my need to keep her safe nearly dimmed the thought of entering and fucking her against the wall. “Hold that thought.” I punched in the new code on the door, inhaling for any strange scents. Nothing other than mine and Breezy’s could be detected. My mate followed me as I swept each room with my gaze and nose. The freshly made bed looked way too inviting.
“Are you tired, mate?”
She stretched her arms above her head. “Soo sleepy.” Her eyes held promises I wanted to cash in on.
“Let me help get you out of those clothes. They look bothersome.”
Breezy laughed. “Bothersome? When did you start talking like that, Xan?”
My hands began lifting the top up and over her head, leaving her in the sexy demi bra that made her breasts look amazing. Damn! I stepped back to stare at the black-and-gold perfection of her, standing with her hands on her hips in a barely-there lacy bra and skirt.
Impatience won out. The need to see if she had on a matching pair of panties made me move forward and shove the flowy skirt down her hips, watching it pool at her feet. She kicked the material aside, and I kept my eyes on the dainty perfection of her toes, waiting like a child on Christmas before opening a present. Only this time, my gift was going to be Breezy.
I let my eyes trail up the supple flesh of her calves, to the thighs I couldn’t wait to kneel between, until I came upon the matching black and gold scraps of material.
“Turn around, Breezy. Show me what type of panties those are.”
If it were a thong, I was sure she was trying to kill me. The tiny strings on the sides were little ribbons, I knew, that would easily snap with a slight flick of my wrist. I waited, breath held, while she made a show of rolling her hips as she turned, presenting me with the most fabulous ass.
“A thong. Damn, I fucking love you, Breezy. I love these sexy panties, too. If you want to keep them, I suggest you step out of them slowly or quickly. I can’t make up my mind.”
My mate giggled, looking over her shoulder. She shimmied her ass, worked her thumbs in the sides, and damn near caused my heart to stop as she bent while pulling the thong off.
“Lord, have mercy.”
Standing back up, she twirled the tiny scrap in her fingers. “Would you like to keep these as a trophy?”
Like a shot, my control broke. I snatched her hand holding the thong and pulled it to my nose. Our little play had affected her, just as it had me. The wet material went into the front of my jeans. “I’ll keep you for my trophy,” I growled, capturing her lips in a heated kiss.
Our lips brushed against each other’s. The little bite of pain from her sharp nails felt better than good, had my balls tightening. My tongue pushed past her lips, stroking inside while I cradled the back of her head in one hand and palmed one breast in the other. I wanted to ravish every inch of her, starting with her lips.
Using my tongue, I fucked her mouth before moving down to lick at the now-healed mark on her neck. Little shivers made her quake in my grip. I maneuvered us to the bed, flicking my wrist over the enclosure on the back of the bra, needing to feel her nakedness as I worked my lips, teeth, and tongue over every bit of flesh on her.
“Up you go,” I instructed, lifting her onto the high bed.
I was sure I could become—and was becoming—addicted to Breezy, and I was absolutely fine with that. Soft, breathy little sighs came from deep within her. The sounds spurred me on. My wolf howled, making the hunger for my mate burn hotter and brighter than ever before. I’d never experienced mating heat and was glad the first time was with Breezy. The sensual spell we were both under couldn’t last, and I had every intention of taking advantage of it and making damn sure she was satisfied every bit as much as I was.
I licked a slow path to her right breast, nipping the firm tip before doing the same to its twin. Her soft, kittenish sounds coming from her throat spurred me on. If my mate came from me sucking on her tits, I wasn’t sure I’d last more than a thrust into her tight core.
She laughed. “You have excellent recovery time.”
I gave her a sharper bite, making her fingers jerk in my hair. “Am I projecting again, Bella?”
