No man should be allowed to have this much fun.
South Beach was electric, music coming from dozens of colorful venues. There were people on the street, more crowding the sidewalk on the other side, the beach and ocean water adjacent. The atmosphere was eclectic with people dressed in everything from bathing suits even at this time of night to women in long dresses.
We were still wearing the ridiculous costumes, although I’d removed the heavy helmet while leaving the ugly wig. For once, it was fun to be someone I wasn’t, pretending to be just a guy out with a hot girl for the evening. And man, Sloane looked like every man’s wet dream in the short skirt and corset.
I was thrown by my own raging hormones even while selecting a couple of bottles of booze in the liquor store near her hotel.
“Oh, wifey. Are you about finished?”
She groaned as soon as she rounded a corner, coming down the aisle. I could honestly toss her on the floor and fuck her right here. What did that say about me? That I was more of a Neanderthal than man?
Maybe.
“Oh, I’m just getting started.” The smile on her face could knock and keep a man on his knees.
“Be careful what you’re asking for, baby.” I grabbed the bottle from her hand and headed to the cash register.
“Super fans, huh?” the guy asked.
“Yeah, a little bit.” I was ready to pull out cash.
“Well, you better be careful,” he said. “There are also a bunch of Miami super fans around here.” He laughed. “They don’t take kindly to foreigners.”
“Well, the team played well,” I said. They had. Only we’d been better. “So we’re celebrating.”
When I smiled, she elbowed me, a sign to keep my cool.
The clerk rang up the bottles, shaking his head. “If it hadn’t been for that big, dumb shifter using his superhuman strength, we would have won the game. Sorry. I don’t mean to ruin your evening.”
Where I was going to allow the man to live in his artful fantasy, my companion, the feisty woman she was, immediately opened her mouth to spew off some shit. So I did what any man in this situation would do, I filled her mouth with something to keep her quiet.
While only my tongue at this point, I’d thought about nothing but kissing her since finding her in the stands when I’d stepped foot on the ice. Once I had, the night felt as it if had belonged to me. I’d wanted to win not only for the team but for her.
That’s what I’d set out to do and that’s what had occurred.
Having her in my arms had just made my evening and if for any reason she believed we were going to spend the night talking, she was sorely mistaken. The kiss was even more powerful than before, awakening my wolf again. The jolts of current were insane, more like live wires in a lightning storm.
I was shocked how hungry I’d instantly become, my heart pounding in my chest while my dick was pinched in my zipper from being so swollen. The two of us were on fire, the need building to the point that if we weren’t careful, we wouldn’t get out of the store.
Where she’d been shocked at first at my impetuous actions, her body relaxed and she rolled her hand over my shoulder. The way she tangled her fingers in my hair tugged at my desire in a way that could be dangerous.
She was in the process of devouring my tongue when the clerk cleared his throat.
He was forced to do so a second time before she pushed her hand between us, her face instantly flushing.
“That’ll be forty-two fifty.”
I had the bills in my hand before my mischievous side took over and I ripped out a credit card. When I handed it to him, I held onto the edge briefly, which forced him to look at the name on the card.
His three shades of red faded to something akin to pea soup.
“Oh,” he said, slowly lifting his gaze. I’d be damned if the man wasn’t shaking with fear.
She slipped her hand to the small of my back, digging her nails in on purpose. “Pay the man, honey. We have some serious business to get to between the sheets.”
The poor guy continued fumbling but finally finished the transaction, backing away even before I could grab the bag. Once we reached the exit and I opened the door for her, I couldn’t resist. I let off a howl that would hopefully give him nightmares for many nights to come.
“You are a one big brat. Do you know what you just did to that man?”