Page 2 of Savaged By the Beast

I wrap the blanket around myself and follow along behind, helpless in her wake. We reach her car and she turns to face me over the top of the car. I don’t often get that with women but she’s at least five foot seven. Her eyes glitter with something unholy and it takes everything in me to remember the boy in the car. I want to leap across the damn car and haul her ass off into the woods, hopefully to find a strong, sturdy surface to fuck her against because I don’t think I can be easy and sweet with her. I’m barely hanging on by my last shred of control.

She glares at me and the golden shimmers in her warm brown eyes tug at my heart, wrapping the tendrils of lust and love around until I feel like she’s possessed me.

My bear huffs and paces inside. He wants to take her. Hell, I want to take her. I sniff the air and find her cotton candy and spice scent. Lust sparks in my gut and my dick stretches. My face heats as I hide behind the door. I feel like an out of control hormonal teenager. If the door wasn’t there, she would have a front row seat to how much I want her. The blanket is tented obscenely in front of me and I grunt and shove myself against the door.

She eyes me curiously, lifting a pale brow. “Just so you know, I’m going to be checking up on you, Mr. Austin Stone. It seems mighty weird that you’re running around in these woods with no clothes on. You’re not one of these weird get-back-to nature hippies or something are you?”

I snort and tug the blanket tighter around me. “Uh, yeah. I’m definitely not that.” I might eat a hippie, but they don’t like bathing. Or at least the last one I ran into didn’t. I wrinkle my nose. I could smell that guy five miles away. There’s no way I even wanted to get near him.

“Well, get in the car. I’ll drop Cody off at my mother’s and then take you on home.”

My brow wrinkles. “Is Cody yours?”

“Of course,” she growls, dropping into the car seat and slamming the door shut.

I slide in slower and search her hands. She’s not wearing a ring. Relief floods me. She’s not married.

But what are the chances that the woman I’ve waited decades for is already taken? Considering my luck lately, I don’t even want to think about that.

Ugh!Love sucks!

Chapter Two: Desiree

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I drop Cody off at my mother’s place, artfully dodging her probing questions about the man in the front seat of my car. I don’t want to talk about him. Don’t want to think about him.

Every time he breathes, I can feel it like it’s my own. It’s so damn strange and I don’t know what’s going on but I sure as hell don’t need it. I sit back down in the car and try to ignore the woodsy pine scent of him. It tickles my nose and sets my heart pounding. My clit pulses in time with my heartbeat. I shove it all down when the radio crackles.

The sheriff calls in and requests everybody meet him at the site of a crime. A murder. My eyes widen. Those don’t happen around here. I have only been in this town for about a month but already I know that it’s a quiet, peaceful town with few real crimes.

Murder! That’s massive. Then the big man beside me shifts in his seat, dragging me back to the present.

The big naked man. Ugh!

“Sheriff, I need to take care of a little problem and then I’ll be right there.” I don’t want to tell him that I’m hauling around a naked man. It would be all over town before I even hit the city limits.

“I need all of you out here now,” he growls. “This is top priority. Whatever you were thinking of doing, drop it and get out here.”

I sigh and roll my eyes, not even attempting another argument. I hit the sirens and u-turn in the road, heading for the address he gave. I’m not very familiar with this part of the mountains.

“Turn left onto the track up ahead of us,” Mr. Naked says.

My eyes slide to his and I try not to look down. I want to so bad. I want to know what he’s hiding under the blanket. Although I saw! I wish I could scrub it from my mind but I saw the whole thing. And he’s damn fine! Big, broad shoulders, at least six foot six. Amazing eight-pack abs and a little happy trail of brown hair liberally sprinkled with gray that makes my fingers tingle. I want to run them through the trail and see if it’s as soft as it looks. See if it makes me as happy as I think it would him.

Shit! I pull my mind out of the gutter. I don’t have time for this! I turn where he said and follow a bouncy, rugged track that barely seems like a road. My eyes slew to his.

“You aren’t trying to get me somewhere alone to kill me are you?”

He chuckles and it’s a husky, dark sound that makes my blood pound in my ears. I clench my thighs and his head lifts. I swear to god, he’s sniffing the air.

“You’re the one with the gun. Why would I do that?”

I nod my head. “Remember that.”

Yes, ma’am.” He salutes me wryly.

“Fuck,” I hiss under my breath and slam the car to a stop. Lights are set up around the perimeter and pretty much every cop in this area is milling around, avoiding the danger zone where the tape is at.