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  She didn’t normally go around having sex with total strangers. Didn’t normally feel this hot for a total stranger either. “Um…” She stammered, taking a tiny shuffling step towards him.

  “Come here.” Tyler said in that growling, deep baritone that pushed every button she had, including a couple she didn’t know she had.

  It was important that she keep her feelings out of this. It would be sex. Hot, sweaty sex. Really good, scream down the walls sex but only sex. Tyler would leave soon. Within an hour or two by the sounds of things. Maybe three if he made good on his after nap sex promise.

  He was going to the festival to find a woman to drag back to his cave or den or wherever the hell it was he had come from. She felt a sting. Not jealousy. Surely not. She tamped down on the emotion and took another step towards him.

  Tyler smiled even though his eyes remained feral. Gleaming and golden. Completely fixated on her. “I won’t bite and if I do, I promise it will feel really good. Get your sexy ass in bed with me.”

  She almost swooned as she took the last step that put her legs up against the bed.

  “There is plenty of space for two.” He moved over. “I can’t wait to get my hands on you and that’s just for starters.”

  Jackie swallowed thickly as reality set in. She nodded once. “I don’t have any condoms.” A crying shame since now that she thought about it, she really wanted this. No, she needed this. Her whole body ached.

  “Don’t worry about condoms, you’re not in heat and we can’t give each other any diseases.”

  “You can tell whether I’m ovulating or not?” Her voice came out sounding incredulous.

  He nodded. “Do you always ask this many questions?”

  She swallowed hard. “It’s kind of my job. I don’t want to get pregnant. Are you sure about not being able to get diseases?”

  “I’m superhuman.” He said matter of factly. “I don’t get diseases…period.” His eyes seemed to gleam as he looked down at her belly. “Though, I think you would make a really good mom and would look really good ripe with child, you don’t have to worry about that right now.” He patted the bed next to him. “You are definitely not even close to being in heat. You won’t become pregnant. If it will make you feel better though, I will withdraw when I am about to come.”

  She mulled it over. “Yes, maybe that would be a good idea.”

  He fell back against the pillow, looking crestfallen.

  “What’s wrong?”

  His eyes moved back to her. “I had hoped you wouldn’t take me up on my offer. I would have liked to have come inside your tight sheath.”

  He was seriously forward. It only made her more aware of the growing ache between her thighs. “Oh. Um…I see…”

  He grinned at her. “Don’t worry, Jackie. I will honor your wishes. I’m glad that you are going to let me pleasure you. It will be a bit messy, but I will happily withdraw at that moment if it means that you will allow me inside your beautiful body.”

  The way his eyes heated at they tracked her curves had her biting back a moan. It almost made her regret that she had asked him to pull out. It would be for the best though. Based on his response to her airing her concerns, it seemed that shifters could get human women pregnant.

  Still fully clothed, she toed off her shoes and slipped into bed with him, his hands bracketed her hips. His golden stare bore into hers. “It’s been a long time for me too,” he said. His voice was low and thick with arousal.

  Jackie bit down on her lower lip. “I know, you told me that earlier but I find it hard to believe.”

  “Believe it.” He leaned a little closer. His hands were the only things that touched her but they were so close that she could feel heat radiating off of him.

  “Why? Those girl wolves must be knocking down your door or den entrance or…yeah…I guess I don’t know much about you.” Which was for the best since this was just sex, not the start of a long relationship or anything.

  “We don’t have many she-wolfs. They normally only mate with alphas or sometimes with the seconds.”

  “Seconds?” She lifted her brows.

  “The males that are second in command,” he explained.

  “You’re not a second or an alpha then?”

  He gave her a half smile and out popped a single, spectacular dimple. She had the urge to lick it. To lick him.

  “Actually,” he paused. “I’m a second, but our one and only available female wolf just happens to be my sister, so…” He pulled a face. “I don’t come into town very often and when I do, there is rarely time for…fooling around so I mostly take care of business myself. I’m ambidextrous, so unlike some of my pack mates, I don’t have one bicep that’s much bigger than the other.” He smiled.

  She burst out laughing, burying her head in his shoulder. “Seriously?” Her voice sounded muffled against him.

  She felt him shrug. “Yep.” He breathed out a sigh. “I also live in a house complete with a door. We don’t live in dens or caves.”

  She could hear that he was smiling and felt her lips curl in response. Though she kept her head buried in his shoulder.

  “I haven’t been with a female in a very long time. I’m seriously attracted to you.” He paused, squeezing her hips with his big, very warm hands. “I’m a bit worried about how long I’m going to last so I think it would be better if I touched you first. I would really like to kiss you as well. Once you’ve come a couple of times, we can start thinking about actual sex…if that’s okay with you?”

  A couple of times? A couple? As in more than one? Hell yes!! “Okay. Let’s maybe start with the kissing part.” She pulled away from his chest, her eyes immediately zoned in on his full bottom lip. Yum! She wanted at it.

  “Sorry about the whole den reference. I don’t know anything about shifters. Up until today, I didn’t really believe that you existed. I thought that folks from Sweetwater were a little crazy,” she muttered the last.

  His eyes moved to her lips as she spoke so she licked them, feeling a little self conscious.

  “You might want to take those off.” He touched the side of her glasses.

  “Oh…yeah.” She removed them and Tyler took them from her, stretching to put them on the table.

  His golden gaze moved to hers once again. “Actually, we do have a couple of dens nestled in the mountains close to our village. However, we live our day to day lives very much like you do here in Sweetwater.”

  “Only you change into wolves and growl and bite…” Thankfully she was nearsighted so she could still make out his gorgeous features.

  “Yep…we also like to hunt. We change into wolves to hunt or in order to patrol our vast territories. We have several villages and move between them.” His eyes were still on her lips.

  “When do you use the dens? Do you use them to rest during hunts? Or when you move from village to village?”

  Tyler shook his head. “There is no resting when one of the dens is in use. It’s where we take our females if they are in heat.”

  She raised her brows. “Why would you take them away from your regular home if they are in heat?”

  He smiled, locking eyes with her. “If a mated couple decides that they want a pup, they will go to the dens during a female’s heat because of the noise. We have emergency cabins on the outskirts of the village, but it is more private to use a den. The noise can be hectic.”

  “Noise…as in?” Surely not? He couldn’t be serious.

  “A mated couple will rut often. Males of our species are highly vocal. We find that human females are just as vocal, if not more so.”

  She felt her mouth round in an O.

  “I can’t wait to see how vocal you are, Jackie.” His voice was gravelly.

  She shook her head. “No…I…”

  Then he lowered his mouth and swallowed her words. His lips were just as soft as they looked. His kiss was softer. For such a big, brute of a man, it was gentle and slow. Tyler moved back just the tiniest bit and
slanted his mouth back across hers but in the opposite direction to how they had started. It was like he was testing and tasting her. Soft. Slow. Careful. His tongue brushed across her lips, not entering her mouth even though she had opened for him.

  He groaned and pulled her flush against him. The sheet was bunched between them. Jackie could still feel his hard length pressing on her thigh. He was a really big guy. Maybe it was a good thing that they were going to take it slow. That kind of equipment could hurt a girl.

  When he finally did deepen the kiss, it was her turn to groan. It turned out that shifters could kiss. His hands slid around to cup her ass, which suddenly felt dainty in his big grip. He gave a squeeze and she groaned again while arching herself against him like a cat in heat.

  Cat. She almost laughed. He was, after all, part canine.

  One of his hands slipped under her shirt and rubbed up her back in soft strokes that might have lulled her to sleep if his mouth wasn’t devouring hers. His teeth nipping at her lips. Her breath was ragged and uneven. Her blood was rushing full force through her veins.

  Just when she thought they would make out all night… a prospect that didn’t enthuse her throbbing clit…he quit stroking her back and slid his hand around to cup her breast.

  Just like he’d done with her mouth, he first seemed to size her up. To check her fit against his palm. To cup her weight a little more firmly before gently rolling her nipple between his fingers. Her bra was in the way but it still felt good enough that her toes curled and her eyes squeezed closed.

  He broke their kiss on a ragged groan. “You are going to drive me insane.” He growled, lowering his head to nip at her breast through her sweater. Thankfully the garment was lightweight.

  She squealed right up until he closed his mouth over her already hard nipple. Another soft nip had her moaning his name. She threaded her fingers in his hair to drag him closer.

  “I want at them.” He whispered as he pulled her sweater up and bunched the fabric under her chin.

  There was a pull on the cups of her bra and his hot mouth closed over her nipple. She could feel the pull between her legs. It was sharp and surprising. Another suck had her drawing in another ragged breath. Her panties were soaking. Zings of pleasure shot from her nipples to her core in startling succession. “Jesus…oh god...” She moaned. Was it possible to come from nipple stimulation alone?

  Tyler chuckled. “Receptive and vocal. I like that in a female.”

  “I’m not vocal, I—”

  He closed his mouth over her nipple and she was forced to suck back the rest of her reply.

  Chapter Six

  He cupped her pussy through the layers of clothing and she writhed against him, groaning softly.

  Not vocal.

  Not vocal his ass. This female was seriously receptive and even more vocal. He loved every sigh, every groan, every drawn out moan. He couldn’t wait to hear her when she was in the throes of passion. Couldn’t wait to hear her gasping for breath when his dick hit every nerve ending inside her.

  Her tits were heaven fucking sent. Lush as fuck. Soft, silky skin tipped with hard, plump nipples. Pink and juicy. He sucked on one while he unbuttoned her jeans. Then moved to the other while he slipped his hand into her pants and palmed her mound through the cotton.

  “So fucking wet,” he growled.

  She mewled and arched into his hand. It was hard to believe that a female like her hadn’t had sex in years. Years. No wonder she was ready to come from a few simple touches and caresses.

  He slipped his fingers down the side of her underwear and let his tips skim her slit.

  “Ohhhhhh,” she groaned. Her eyes were wide, her hands clasped his shoulders. Her sweater was bunched up. Her breasts pushed up above her bra. Her hair mussed. More out of the ponytail than in. Her cheeks were flushed. So damned sexy it made him want to turn her around, pull her jeans to her knees and fuck her senseless.

  He somehow managed to refrain, but only just. Her scent was driving him wild. He needed to take the edge off of her, then he would taste her. Then he would fuck her and in that order.

  He growled as he pushed a finger inside her. Even though she was tight as fuck, her flesh parted easily, her sheath sucked on him, begging him almost as much as her sweet mouth.

  “Oh god, yes…yes…please…” Her lips were parted, her breath came in short little pants.

  “Is this what you need?” He finger fucked her in slow, easy strokes.

  She shook her head, making mewling noises. “More.” A low moan that had his dick twitching and his sacks throbbing.

  Using his free hand, he worked her jeans down her thighs while moving in and out of her. Just as he was about to rub on her clit with his thumb, a move that would have had her coming for sure, her phone began to ring.

  She froze, even her pussy muscles closed around his finger squeezing the hell out of him. Tyler had to groan. Fuck. To think he’d offered to pull out. What was he thinking?

  “I have to get that.” She swallowed hard, trying to catch her breath.

  With extreme reluctance, he removed his hand and let her move away so that she could grab her phone.

  She answered like a true professional, even listing her full name.

  Jackie listened for a few seconds. “Um…I had to run for the phone…I’m fine…just a little out of breath…” Her chest still heaved and her cheeks turned from flushed to a deep red. Tyler had to smile.

  She righted her bra and pulled her shirt down as she listened. Then she grabbed her glasses and put them back on.

  A crying fucking shame. He could look at her tits all day and night. He could make a marathon out of it and still not tire.

  “What is she doing?” Jackie’s face became serious. “Aside from the shivering and vomiting.”

  More listening, her face drew into a frown. “Has she eaten anything strange? Maybe something that she shouldn’t have?”

  The person on the other end answered that they didn’t think so. The other female sighed. “I’m really worried about her. This isn’t like Queen at all…not at all.” It sounded like an elderly female. “I have no logical explanation. I’m very worried.”

  “Maybe you should bring her in then.”

  “I’m already outside…are you here?” There was a hopeful edge to her voice. “I see that the lights are on.”

  Jackie looked at him for the first time and pulled a pained expression. “Yes, I am. I’ll come through and let you in. I locked up earlier.”

  “Thank you.” Definite relief tinged her voice.

  Jackie ended the call. “I’m sorry. It’s an emergency. I have—”

  “Relax. I understand. You go and do what needs to be done…I’ll be here…waiting…” He bobbed his brows at her. “I plan on finishing what we started. Don’t start over thinking this while you’re gone.”

  Her heart quickened and she licked her lips. She held his gaze for the longest time before nodding her head. “Okay. I’m sure it’s just a false alarm. Queen probably just ate something she shouldn’t have or she’s picked up a little tummy virus or something.”

  “I’ll catch a nap so that I bring my A-game when you get back.” He grinned, watching as she blushed some more. Such a honey, he couldn’t wait to hear her moan some more. Lots fucking more if he had anything to say about it.

  He stretched out on the bed and made himself comfortable. Hopefully his dick would settle down soon. He could still scent the sweet, little human. Could still feel her soft flesh beneath his hands. His current chain of thought wasn’t helping his hard on. Not in the least.

  That was when he heard it. A loud whine. It was a horrible sound that tore at him. Queen was a dog and she was clearly in trouble. Tyler could hear her soft pants and whines.

  “She’s been off her food.” The older female said.

  Jackie made a sound of acknowledgement.

  “Didn’t even touch breakfast. I found her hiding in my walk-in closet. She was shivering and whining. She
even growled at me when I put a leash on her. It’s not like her, and I’m so worried. Just look at her, Doctor.”

  Jackie made a humming noise. “Yeah, she’s sweating and doesn’t look comfortable at all. Did she only vomit once?”

  “Yeah. I finally managed to get her out of that danged closet and she threw up in the hallway. That’s when I decided to bring her right over.”

  “Let’s get her up on the table so that I can examine her.”

  The dog growled and then whined.

  “Queen,” her owner said in a harsh authoritative voice. “Bad girl.”

  Tyler frowned. The growl had not been aggressive in any way. The animal was afraid.

  “That’s okay, Helen. I’ll examine her right here. I don’t want to upset her any more than she already is.” There was a pause. “Easy girl.” Jackie spoke in a soft soothing tone.

  Tyler heard the teeth gnashing and another deep, whine. Followed by even louder teeth gnashing.

  “Why is she biting at herself? What’s wrong with my Queen?” The owner sounded downright hysterical.

  Tyler scanned the room, noticing a closet in the corner. He eased out of bed and grimaced as he put weight on his broken leg. He still ached, pretty much all over, but for the most part his bones were knitting and any soft tissue injuries were well on their way.

  He limped to the closet and pulled it open. There were lab coats and a set of green shapeless clothing. He grabbed the pants and pulled them on. Wincing as he eased the fabric over his aching limb. The bottoms came to mid calf and they were tight as fuck but at least he was covered. He pulled out the matching green top but shook his head. There was no way in hell it was fitting, so he shoved it back inside and closed the door.

  The bitch growled, a warning this time.

  “No, Queen, don’t do that.” Her owner chided.

  “Shhhhhh, Queen. That’s a good girl.” Jackie cooed. “I’m almost done.”

  The dog whined in response.

  “What’s wrong with her?” The woman practically begged. “Please?”