“Oh, good. You’ve heard of me. All good things, I presume?” She paused, then continued. “Anyhoo, what my mate is trying and failing to say is this. Jennaveve is a feisty little thing who is a born leader. We don’t know her age, and don’t even ask. She gets this tick in her right eye, and things rattle all around. Creepy is what I call it. I’m part fey and part wolf, but I still hide behind Niall when she gets that look. My point is, she is awesome as long as you don’t piss her off. So, don’t piss her off. Hey, I was just trying to be helpful.” Alaina’s words trailed off.
“Sorry about that. My lovely mate...is wonderful,” Niall said, his words sounded pained.
I looked into Laikyn’s eyes. “You would be over my knee in an instant.”
“Promises, promises.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed my chin.
“TMI, man.” Niall’s words stopped me from tossing the phone down. “Fine. So, I watch for a tiny blonde who I will want to throttle. Gotcha.”
“When Jenna gets there, if you have any questions or want to verify her credentials, give me a holler. Talk to you soon,” Niall said.
Pocketing the device, I shook my head. “Damn it, I should have asked when she was coming and what we should expect from her.”
Laikyn patted my chest. “You did, remember. I believe you were warned not to ask.”
I growled as my mate’s hands traveled over my chest. “You sure you need to head to the hospital?” My dick twitched at the need to bury itself inside the welcoming body nestling up to me.
“Most definitely need to. However, I will totally make it up to you,” she promised.
Images of her on all fours while I prepared her ass to take me flashed in my mind. “We should go before I make you late for your meeting.”
Laikyn licked her lips. That flush I was coming to love crept up her neck. My wolf whined. I jerked her closer, covering her slick mouth with mine, devouring her like the animal I was. The taste of strawberry lip gloss fueled my hunger as I fed on her, licking along the seams, demanding entry. My hands gripped her ass, bringing her body against mine. Laikyn’s gasp gave me access to the inside of her mouth. Taking complete advantage, my left hand moved up her back to the slim column of her neck, holding her in place while I fed off of her. Tongues sliding against each other, dueling, I growled and sucked hers into my mouth.
The clock over the garage door chimed. It took all my control to break away from the all-consuming kiss. I pressedmy forehead against hers. “Damn, baby. You make me lose my head.”
Breath coming in pants, Laikyn didn’t answer. “Let’s go.” I ran my hand through the hair I’d messed up.
“Let me grab my bag,” Laikyn said.
The drive to the hospital was one of endurance on my part, when all I wanted to do was tell my mate to pull over. The idea of him taking me, dominating me in any place, turned me on.
“I can smell your need, Mon Chaton.” His fingers tapped the wheel with one hand, while the other reached for mine.
Laughing, I looked over at him. “Of course, you can. You’re the big bad Alpha.”
He sighed. “Woman, have you no fear of all the punishments you are racking up?”
I ran my thumb over the rings he wore on his hand. “I trust you’ll never truly hurt me. Besides, the idea of your hands on me makes me wet.”
“Fuck! You can’t say shit like that while I’m driving,” he swore, swerving as a deer ran out in front of us.
The titanium ring with four claws raking down it was a work of art he wore on his middle finger. All the men wore similar ones, but Kellen and Xan’s were the largest. My mate’s ring had two blue stones between the claws like eyes—the same as his second-in-command. I thought of getting one commissioned for myself, only instead of blue stones, I’d get emerald like my eyes.
“I’ll make it so.” Kellen read my mind, flipping our hands and rubbing his thumb over my fingers.
“Oh, gawd. Is that presumptuous of me?”
Kellen pulled my hand onto his lap, placing it over the large erection. “The idea of you wearing more of me, in any way, makes me fucking hard.”
I laughed. “Everything makes you hard.”
He shook his head. “That is where you’re wrong. For two god damn years, the only thing that made me get a woody was thoughts of you.”
His admission had my heart accelerating. Could it be true? Kellen Styles, the biggest player of the Iron Wolves—the most sought-after wolf for miles around. The man who could truly have any female who walked into the club hadn’t slept with another female since he’d taken my virginity. My wolf scented no lies. I pictured the red girl shaking her tail and preening like a damn idiot.
“Well, I only got a wetty with visions of you, so we are even.” My voice hitched as his cock jerked beneath my palm.
“Oh, I’ll have you shaking your tail, alright.” Kellen pressed my hand a little firmer between his legs. “Only you won’t be a little red wolf, you’ll be a woman, and I’ll have you more than preening, baby.”
