“Where is Lake?” I tried my damndest to keep my growl to a minimum, but, by the looks on the guests’ faces, I failed.
Syn pulled me to the open doors before I could scare the humans. “She’s upstairs waiting. I figured it would be safer if I came down than to have you get all growly alpha on her ass in the lobby.”
Bodhi burst out laughing.
“Where is my brotherly hug?” Syn pouted up at me.
I stared down at the pint-sized woman whom I loved more than almost anything in the world. “You are gonna be the death of some man.” I caught Bodhi’s unblinking gaze.
“Ha, he’ll be a lucky bastard.” Syn punched in the number to their floor. Lucky number seven. I grinned, thinking Laikyn wouldn’t agree when she found herself over my lap.
I was sure of a few things. One, I was in deep shit. Two, Kellen was on his way up to the suite, and three, I was in so far over my head. My palms were sweating as I looked down at my yoga capri leggings and tank top. I wondered if Kellen liked spandex, then shook my head at the wayward thought.
The hair on my arms stood on end, a clear indication that my Alpha was near. I went over to the bank of windows, lettingthe light warm my suddenly chilled flesh. My ears picked up the sound of a card being swiped through a lock. Keeping my back to the door, pretending a nonchalance I didn’t feel, I prepared for battle.
“Lake, we have company,” Syn said.
I turned, but having stared out at the sun made it hard for me to see clearly. Blinking a few times, I opened my eyes to find Kellen only a few inches from me.
“Hi, Kellen. I’m sorry to drag you all the way down here. I thought...” Kellen cut me off with one big finger pressed over my lips.
“Mon Chaton, you will find it best if you don’t finish that sentence, unless you want to wind up over my lap in front of my sister and Bodhi. As it is, I’m finding it really fucking hard not to do just that.” His deep voice sent a delicious shiver from my head, straight to my toes. Damn my traitorous body.
“For what exactly?” Fake it till you make it. I decided to borrow Syn’s motto.
Two brawny arms wrapped around me. “For taking off without telling anyone where you were going. For coming here, knowing you had a couple of jackoffs waiting for you, when you don’t belong to them. Shall I go on?”
With each word, the blue of his eyes blazed brighter. He and his wolf were obviously having a hard time staying under control.
“Now, Kellen, I know you are the ruler of all, but I needed to get my stuff. I don’t see the problem here. I mean, it’s not my fault they might be stalkerish.” I knew my face was a flaming red, and I cursed my light skin.
“A man tends to get possessive of the woman he’s sleeping with, even if he’s sharing her with his brother.” Kellen gritted out between his teeth.
My heart stopped. “What the hell are you talking about?”
Kellen gripped my hair in the ponytail I’d pulled it up in, forcing me to stare up into his face. The anger in his eyes would have scared me if I hadn’t known it was jealousy. “I know about the three of you.”
I tried to shake my head, but the slight sting to my scalp kept me still. “There were no three of us.” I held up my hand, pressing my palm against his full lips. “No, listen to me. They wanted to, but I was never interested.” I let him see and smell the truth of my words. His body moved closer. The air became thick with tension as he processed my words. I could see his mind was working.
“You never fucked either man?” He tugged on the hair he held.
I shook my head back and forth as much as his hold would allow and licked my lips. “Never.”
“Bodhi, take Syn down to the coffee shop in the lobby.” He turned his head, not releasing me as he spoke. “Don’t let her out of your sight and stay inside. I need a few minutes alone with Lake.”
I was sure Bodhi muttered something about needing more than a few, but my attention was centered on the man before me. His hard body pressed against mine, making it impossible to miss the fact that he was fully aroused and knew he could smell my need.
The soft sound of the door closing signaled a green light to Kellen, his head bending, taking my lips in a soul-destroying kiss. I remembered the way his lips felt on mine from years ago. My mouth opened for his tongue, loving his taste, the expert way he took over.
“You make all my good intentions fly out the damn window, Mon Chaton.” He nipped at my bottom lip.
Hearing him say kitten in his deep, possessive drawl made me feel special. Over the years, I’d made it a game to watchand listen to the women he’d bedded, and none had ever said he called them his anything. Babe, baby, doll, things that he would call any woman, but never anything possessive. Not like what he’d called me as he’d taken my virginity, and my heart. I gripped him tighter, rubbing against the large bulge behind his zipper. I knew I should push him away, tell him to go fuck himself. I’d tried to erase the memory of his dismissal all those years ago. However, I couldn’t forget what it had been like to belong to Kellen, even for one night. Now, standing in his embrace, I’d gladly do it again if only for just one more day. My pride be damned.
One of his hands found its way between our bodies, massaging first one breast then the next. I arched into the caress, needing more. Kellen chuckled against my lips. His mouth moved down my neck, fingers splayed on my back with one hand while the other gripped my hardened nipple and pinched. Hard. I cried out, holding onto his shoulders, bolts of pleasure zipping straight to the heart in a shocking wave.
“So responsive. You were the best lover I’ve ever had. I dream of you,” Kellen whispered against my throat, his teeth scraped against the tendon.
I wanted to feel his teeth sink into me there. “You’re all I dream about. Nobody ever measures up to you,” I admitted.
