“Your scent,” he says.“It’s potent to us shifters and the thought of a coyote getting near you.”He growls.“Makes me mad as hell.”
“But I have work to do.I need to get something to my boss, otherwise I will be out of a job.”
“There are more important things to do right now.”I step up close to her, hemming her against the wall.“Please trust us.”
She stares at me, assessing me, seeing right into me.“I do trust you.”
“Good.”She fills my vision, her sweet face, pouty lips, and soft silken hair.“You should.”
Her tongue pokes out and she dampens her bottom lip.I hold in a groan, longing to taste her.It’s been so many years since I’d wanted to explore anyone other than Branson, but now...
Now I lean forward and kiss her.
She gasps but doesn’t object and I cup her face and find her tongue with mine.She tastes of juniper and fresh air and something else I can’t name but sends pulses of heat to my cock.A low growl vibrates in my chest and I deepen the kiss.
“Fucking hell,” Branson mutters at my side.“Elias.What are you...?”
I keep kissing her, my body feels alive, the way it does when Branson touches me.And he does that now.His hand slides down my back in a long graceful caress.A shiver of desire so powerful it almost takes my knees from under me attacks my entire body.
“Elias.”She pulls back and stares at me.Her eyes are full of questions.
“I couldn’t stop myself,” I say.“I am drawn to you in a way I can’t explain.”
She nods.“I understand.I feel it too.”
“We are three.”Branson reaches for my face and turns me to him.“This has happened for reasons we can’t yet understand.”
The next thing I know he’s kissing me the way he used to.Passion infused with love and our bodies crying out to connect.
“You guys are hot together,” Maisey says a little breathlessly.
I break the kiss and open my eyes in time to see Branson connect his lips with hers.My heart stutters.I’m mesmerized as I watch his soft dark lips pressing on hers and his eyes fluttering closed.
My cock goes from semi to fully hard in an instant.Jealousy couldn’t be further from my mind.It is a turn-on to see him in action.To study the way his jaw works, a small tendon flexing beneath the surface, how his tongue strokes hers giving me a tantalizing peek of it.I growl, low and deep, and run my hand down his back to cup his ass.We all have too many clothes on.
My phone rings.
“What the hell?”I scowl.No one usually calls me.
I break away, it physically hurts to not be near them.What is going on with me?
Branson tears his lips from Maisey.“You should answer that.”
I’m so tense my shoulders hurt and it’s damn uncomfortable in my jeans.“Yeah?”I snap into the phone.
“Caught you at a bad time?”Fraser, my alpha, asks.
“No.”I huff.“What’s up?”
“You need to get here now.”
“I do?”
“Yeah, there’s been a development.All the clans are involved, this is serious.”
“Then I’ll be there.”
“Who are you with?”
