Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
“Damn. Nice digs.”
“I know, right?” Lyssa sounded in awe but then seemed to collect herself. “I mean, I love it. It’s a great job.”
“How long have you worked for Mitch?”
“Just a few months. To be honest, I’m not sure how long it will last. I guess he goes through caretakers pretty fast.”
I frowned. Was that because he was a volatile boss? Or was he making them disappear, like the shifter females he’d sold on the black market? That made my wolf hackles rise. I didn’t like Lyssa working for this guy. Nor the fact that if I hadn’t been assigned to come here to search for him, I’d never have found her. She could have remained in danger.
I wanted to punch a wall and never let Lyssa go at the same time.
I had to talk myself down. Chapman isn’t here. Your mate is safe. You’re an enforcer. Your alpha and the Council trust you to keep everyone safe. You’ll never let anything happen to her.
Based on the evidence, he’d probably be dead soon. In a matter of days, he’d be before the Council, and this would all be over. The threat to my mate would be gone. Permanently.
Right now, she was in the safest place she could ever be. With me. And I had far more pressing matters to deal with than another enforcer finding the asshole at a different location. Like, my mate’s sexual satisfaction. Then, figuring out how to make her fall in love with me.
She grabbed my hat as I laid her down in the middle of the king-sized bed and tossed it onto the floor.
I kicked off my boots.
“I hate that you covered yourself back up, baby. Lemme see those tits again,” I ordered as I pulled my wallet from my pocket, grabbed the condom there, and tossed it onto the bed beside her. Hopefully, she didn’t find me too crass.
She didn’t. The scent of her arousal bloomed as she peeled her shirt off over her head and threw it onto the floor. Her pale pink bra barely contained the full swells of her breasts.
“Fuck, that’s pretty.” I yanked my own shirt open and wrestled out of it as I climbed onto the bed.
She looked down and mumbled, “It’s, um, I didn’t know I’d have company…”
My gaze flicked up to hers from her tits. “Damn. Are you really not sure how insanely hot you are? Let’s get you bare, so I can see all of you.”
Her cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink as we worked together to get her out of the rest of her clothes.
“Oh.” Her laugh was breathy as we fought with getting her jeans over one foot.
“Oh damn.” I shook my head like something was wrong.
“What?”
“You are too perfect.” Full breasts, lush curves, neatly trimmed pussy–that I was now very acquainted with. She was better than perfect.
She smiled. Yeah, she liked that praise. I would give it to her every day from now on.
She reached for the button on my jeans and opened it. “My sister’s the hot one. I guess I kinda always felt plain in comparison.”
I shook my head, kneeling before her, giving her free rein of getting to my dick. I ran a fingertip around her nipple, tracing the skin. Silky soft. Warm. Mine. “No one is hotter than you. No one.”
Her skin darkened further with a blush. She unzipped my jeans and shoved them down my hips enough for my cock to spring free. “You’re pretty hot, yourself, cowboy.” She laughed as I knelt over her, one hand by her head, blocking out everything, so all she could see was me. “That’s what I called you in my head before you introduced yourself. Hot Cowboy.”
I rumbled, sliding my hand behind her nape to lift her mouth to mine. “I’ll be your hot cowboy, baby. Anytime you want.” I went in for a kiss, stroking my lips across hers just once before I parted them with my tongue.
She found my cock again and gripped the base. My balls tightened, and I groaned against her mouth.
Fuck, I was so hot for this female I was gonna come before we even got started. Especially since I had her taste on my tongue, and the way she looked when she came burned in my brain.
“Listen.” I pushed her back onto the bed and followed, taking her mouth again. When I broke the kiss, I said, “I don’t want you to think this is normal for me. Having a condom in my wallet. Hopping in bed with a woman within minutes of meeting.”
Fine, I fucked. I wasn’t indiscriminate, but it had never meant anything before. Sex was approached differently for shifters. Or it had been for me. Until now. Now, in a matter of an hour, it meant everything. I’d only ever have it with Lyssa ever again. It was crucial she knew that this meant something to me. That she was different.