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I was stroking too slowly for her which only riled her up. Maddy kneaded my back in frustration. She cursed me, asking me to pump into her faster. I knew the greater her frustration, the greater her release would be. This wasn’t my first rodeo with this shifter.
“Shh, baby. Nice and slow.” I sucked her other breast while my hand fondled her peaked nipple.
Maddy bounced lightly on my cock before settling in for some serious milking. Where did that sexy little fox come up with these moves? Between her tightness and her enthusiasm, I worked hard to maintain control. I rolled her bra straps off her shoulders, pulling the wet fabric off her breasts. The straps held her arms down at her sides. I loved her throaty moans. She closed her eyes, adding a little hip swivel during my deep penetration.
Watching this little fox ride my cock—knowing that at any moment that vamp contractor could walk in and get an eyeful—turned me on. Apparently, it worked for Maddy, because she applied herself diligently to her pleasure.
I adjusted my angle and drove my cock deeper. Her eyelids snapped open, her pink mouth forming a perfect O. “That’s good.” With my hands on her hips, I stilled her motion. She frowned.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you’ll feel me inside you for the rest of the day. Those fuckers out there are gonna smell me on you, know that you are mine. God, I love how tight your pussy is. That’s it, baby, grab me.”
Maddy’s head dropped back, and she offered her breasts to me. I thrusted and sucked. I could feel her inner thighs quiver. Her short breathy moans deepened. She was so close. I stroked her clit. Slow and first and then the second I applied pressure the walls of her pussy clamped around me.
“Evan, fuck!” She screamed as she found her release, pouring her sweet juices all over my greedy cock. Pulse after pulse rocked through her and with each one her claim on my cock grew tighter.
Mate. Mate. Mate.
The words flashed through my mind.
Deep within me, the chant arose. Just because this woman made me horny as hell didn’t mean I was letting my wolf spirit control me. It was just sex. Damned good, sweaty, heart-pounding, leave-me-breathless sex, but that was all.
It didn’t take me long to follow her. I stroked into her twice more, my balls drawing up. My head dropped back and the second the first burst of cum spilled from me I growled into her neck.
I never used a condom with Maddy. Shifters of different animal spirits don’t reproduce. In California, I’d never trusted anyone, and I always wore a condom. But coming inside her bare was like nothing else I’d experienced.
Maddy slumped against me, her head dropping to my shoulder. Our panting breaths filled the room. I loved having her draped across me.
When she roused, she kissed my neck. “That was nice.”
“Nice?” I pulled her closer and nipped her earlobe. “I wasn’t aiming for nice.”
“I know what you were aiming for. You found it.” She smiled against my neck.
“Evan—” she began.
“The topic of deputizing you is not open for discussion.”
She kissed my shoulder where her nails had marked my skin. It didn’t hurt me. I liked her unconscious attempts to mark me more than I should have. “It’s not that. Tell me something. Why do you still fight your wolf spirit?” her voice whispered. “After all the time we’ve known each other, I still haven’t seen you shift.”
Hell, I hadn’t seen me shift. Every time my wolf spirit rose, I suppressed it. To say I resented my wolf didn’t even begin to cover it. My father was an wolf shifter, but he died before Jax and I were born. Our human mother had struggled to raise twins working as a schoolteacher in Sleepy Briar. A sudden illness had killed her before we discovered as teenagers that we were shifters.
For me, shifting became about self-discipline. It was my will versus the wolf spirit inside me. I didn’t want to be a slave to anything, and I made myself hold out against my wolf spirit as it clawed to be free. I fought it, and I still do.
Unlike Maddy. Once she told me sometimes, she has to check and see if she has paws or hands; that she can’t remember what form she is in.
That kind of life didn’t work for me. I didn’t like my wolf spirit. I liked talking about it even less.
I changed the topic. “Stay away from the vamp.”
“Nobody likes vamps. Even Riyah gets treated warily.”
“I wasn’t talking about my brother’s mate.”
She slipped her bra back on. “He’s a darn good electrician. You know how hard it is to find someone good to come up to Sleepy Briar? Plus, he knows something.”
My blood pounded in my ears.
“Why do you say that?” My throat felt strangled, getting the words out.
