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I also had a lot of pent-up, suppressed feminine rage. The combination of the two was a powerful dynamic.
Shaw turned that blinding grin on me. “That would be hot.”
I grinned, enjoying the fantasy that I could be that powerful, even though I would never hurt Shaw.
Heat built between my thighs even before I twisted in my chair and met Stone’s gaze. He was watching me, his eyes smoldering with an intensity that made my heart race. I knew that look well, the hunger that burned within him. It was the same hunger I felt for him, the one that pebbled my nipples and had me slippery with slick whenever he was near.
I was pissed at him, but that didn’t change the raw charge between us, either.
I tried to look away, to break the spell that he had over me, but I couldn't. His gaze held me fast, and I felt my breathing quicken as my mind raced with all the things I wanted him to do to me. I wanted to forgive him so that I could grab the back of his head and push that handsome, stony face between my thighs. I wanted to see Stone kneel before me, to watch those icy blue eyes soften and turn warm as his tongue lapped between my thighs.
Stone rose from his chair, so abruptly that the chair legs scraped over the wooden floor. I bit my lower lip, half expecting him to give in to the heat between us, to grab me by the waist and pull me out of the chair to kiss me hard.
“Cole, I need you to come with me,” Stone said. He inclined his head to me. “Amelia. I’ll see you at dinner.”
It was only when Stone turned his back that I exhaled a shaky breath. God, what did he do to me?
Shaw leaned down, his hands on either side of my chair, and kissed the top of my head. His nostrils flared. “You smell delicious, by the way.”
“Go sit down and help the girl study,” Teresa said impatiently. “She’s going to need all the help she can get.”
Stone paused at the door. “Teresa.”
She looked up, her gaze wide-eyed and innocent. “I’m on my best behavior as always, boss.”
“Mm.”
“Bye,” Cole told me, without fanfare, his tone so cool and professional it was hard to believe he was the same man who had kissed me so passionately earlier.
Then the door closed. Shaw settled into the chair next to mine.
I needed to talk to Shaw before he left about the tension between us. At least this would be my chance.
The chair on the other side of me scraped across the floor loudly before Teresa settled into it, pulling both feet up so she sat criss-cross. “I’ll help. Shaw is terrible at studying.”
Shaw frowned at her. “I’m not studying. I’m trying to understand Amelia. Which is pretty much my hobby now.”
Teresa scoffed. “And yet even though it’s a hobby, you’re as bad at it as you are at your job.”
“He’s not bad at his job,” I said in alarm. He was going out on a dangerous mission, and I needed him to come back to me.
Shaw picked up a book and looked at it, his other arm flung across the chair back so that the muscles bunched under his tight t-shirt. “What’s this?A History of New England Packs in the Colonial Era? Riveting stuff. Anyway, I’m good at my job when it matters. But if you’re too good at work, then you get rewarded with… more work.”
Teresa leaned forward and tapped the open page of my book. “So you think the first alpha died? Just for a moment? Which disrupted the mate bond so she was able to take another mark?”
“Maybe. But that doesn’t explain why all of us…” Shaw trailed off.
“Feel bonded to Amelia?” Teresa asked lightly. “You can say it, it’s not as if I haven’t noticed.”
“I just didn’t want to hurt your feelings by reminding you I’m off the market.”
“Please. I’m delighted you’ve stopped fucking your way through the pack before we became infamous for being ground zero for some nasty new veneral disease.”
“Enough,” Shaw told her, and there was the faintest rumble of power in his voice before he leaned back again, that same easy smile on his face. “You all need some new material. Jokes about my manwhoring days are getting tired.”
Teresa pulled a book over to her and glanced through the table of contents. He began to flip through his book, and finally she broke the silence by saying, “Maybe you’re right.”
“Never thought I’d hear you say those words,” Shaw said, and I was relieved by the return of the banter between them.
