BLAZE (4 page)

“That patron needed my help and you sent him scurrying off,” she accused,

hands on hips. “If you’re going to interfere with my job, you can’t be here.”

He looked around and spotted two workers behind the check-out counter. “Why

can’t they help him? They look old enough that he won’t try getting into their pants while browsing the section on whales.”

“He wanted help with a botany paper.”

“Uh-huh. What he wanted help with was his zipper. You may know books,

sweetheart, but I know men. And regardless of his age, he wanted to fuck you in a secluded corner of the library.”

Her cheeks flushed and she looked around before shushing him. “Someone is

going to hear you!”

Blaze shrugged.

“What are you doing here? We agreed you’d pick me up at closing time, and that isn’t for another two hours. I can’t have you lurking in the shadows scaring my library patrons.”

“Oh, honey, I don’t lurk. And I definitely won’t be sitting in the shadows. I plan to pull up a chair at your desk and bask in the glow of your company.”

She glared at him.

“Or I could read a book.”

“I’m scared to ask what you enjoy reading. Murder and mayhem?”

“I like mysteries and thrillers.”

She shrugged. “Same difference. Fine. The mystery books have an old-fashioned

detective icon on the spine. It’s a blue sticker. Browse to your heart’s content, but don’t think for one minute you’re sitting with me. You can claim one of the comfy chairs by the window. I mean it, Blaze. Keep out of my way or this entire deal is off.”

He growled at the threat but heeded her words. He had to pick his battles wisely until she was his in every way. Blaze took his time finding a book and then approached Luna once more. She narrowed her eyes and her cheeks puffed out in annoyance.

“I don’t have a library card,” he confessed.

Her gaze softened and she gave him a slight smile. “Give me your driver’s

license and I’ll set one up for you. We usually ask for a second proof of address, like a utility bill, but all things considered, I guess I can let that slide this time.”

He pulled out his wallet and handed his license to her. It didn’t take her long to put the information into the system and hand his license back, along with a new library card. He tucked both into his wallet and returned it to his back pocket. Still he hesitated.

She watched him, waiting for him to say or do something, but the proverbial cat had his tongue.

“You check out books over there,” she said, pointing across the room.

He nodded, grabbed his book, and went to the check-out. Once he was set, he

found one of those chairs she’d talked about and situated himself where he could watch over Luna. Despite what she’d said, he wasn’t going to let anyone harass her. It might be her job to help people, but that didn’t mean she had to put up with some young guy flirting with her…unless she liked it.

He scowled.

Opening his book, he began to read. Maybe if he focused on something other

than Luna, the two hours would pass quickly and he could get her the hell out of here.

What he really wanted to do was find one of those dark corners he’d mentioned and find out if her lips tasted as good as they looked. He’d bet she tasted like ripened fruit, all sweet and yummy.

His cock began to harden and he quickly detoured his mind back to his book.

The last thing he needed to do was sit in the middle of the library with a raging hard-on. That certainly wouldn’t make a good impression on her. Hell, she’d probably think it was the book turning him on, and that definitely wouldn’t do.

Luna wasn’t sure if she was aggravated with the big shifter or amused. He’d

scrunched himself into one of the smaller armchairs, probably because it was nearer to her desk, and was either intently reading or making a good show of it. She’d caught him looking her way several times, but he always ducked back into his book once he realized he was busted. It was definitely cute that he wanted to watch over her, but he was scaring away the patrons. Well, the male ones at any rate, and she wasn’t sure she was really all that broken up about it.

Snagging her purse from under her desk, she made the rounds of shutting off

lights and locking the front and side doors before walking over to the big lummox. She kicked his boot with her open toe shoe and winced as she belatedly realized they must be steel-toed boots. He put the book down and looked up at her, waiting for what she didn’t know.

“I’m done,” she said. “We can go wherever it is we need to go, but I’m going to follow you in my car this time. I know you told me to wear pants, so I could ride on the back of your bike, but I don’t want to leave my car here. If my brother is after me, I wouldn’t put it past him to tamper with it while no one is around.”

His eyebrows rose.

“What?”

“Or we could take your car home, you could park it in the garage, then you

could put on some jeans and ride with me to the clubhouse.”

Luna sighed and crossed her arms.

“Don’t get huffy with me.” He rose to his feet, tucked the book under his arm, and pulled her closer with his free hand.

Luna tilted her head back to look up at him and felt her heart skip a beat. Had he always been this handsome? She’d noticed last night and earlier that he was good looking, but in the waning light he looked downright sexy. Did he always have a five o’clock shadow? He’d had one last night and he had one again today. So, either he hadn’t shaved, or his hair grew really fast. Hmm. Shifter genes. She’d bet on the second option. She’d never been one for facial hair, but she’d bet he would even be sexy with a beard.

“You’re staring,” he said.

“Am I?”

His lips tipped up on one corner in amusement.

“Yeah, I guess I am. Sorry.”

“Doesn’t bother me, sweetheart. You can look as long as you’d like.” He took her hand and placed it on his chest next to his cut. “You can touch too.”

She felt her face flush, but it wasn’t from embarrassment, although she
should
be embarrassed. Her thoughts had taken a detour and gone into naughty territory. The muscles under her fingertips flexed and she bit her lip to hold back the moan that sprang to her lips. Damn, but he was solid! She’d bet he looked downright sinful without a shirt. And naked?

Luna fought the urge to fan herself.

“We can do one of two things. We can head to your place and you can change.

Or…you can keep looking at me that way and I’ll bend you over this chair and show you what it’s like to be fucked by a bear.”

She couldn’t hold back her gasp, and wasn’t entirely certain she wanted to leave, not after those words. He tempted her far more than anyone had ever tempted her before. Luna rubbed his chest, up and down with lazy strokes, and found herself pressing closer to him. Would he really fuck her over the back of the chair? She’d never be able to look at this section of the library the same way again.

“You were warned,” he growled, dropping his book to the floor.

Blaze wrapped his arm tighter around her waist, carried her around the backside of the chair, and then pressed her down over it until her ass stuck out. Her pulse pounded in her ears as her fingers curled over the arms of the chair. If it weren’t for her panties, cream would be coating her inner thighs she was so damn wet for him.

He bunched her skirt around her waist and she was prepared for him to jerk her panties down. Shock swept through her as she heard a tearing sound and then her panties went sailing over her shoulder. Cool air greeted her aching pussy.

Blaze groaned. “Jesus. You wax down here?”

His fingers swept over her dewy lips and she turned her head to watch him suck her juices from the digits. Heat flashed through her at the sight and she knew she’d never wanted a man more than she wanted Blaze. Perhaps now was the time to tell him she’d never been with anyone before? She had toys and used them religiously, but a cock of the non-silicone variety had never entered her.

She heard the clink of his belt and the rasp of his zipper. As his hand gripped her hip and his cock brushed against her, Luna arched her back to give him better access.

She felt the head of his shaft slide up and down her slippery lips, bumping against her engorged clit. As he stroked the sensitive bud, she pushed back against him, wanting to feel the sensation again. Having someone else touch her intimately was far better than doing it herself.

Luna groaned as he breached her and slowly sank deep, his balls tickling the

inside of her thighs. He was every bit as big as her favorite dildo, but oh, so much better. Both of Blaze’s hands gripped her hips as he began slowly thrusting, making sparks shoot through every nerve ending she had. She’d read enough romance novels to know that sex could be phenomenal, but she never expected this!

Her fingers tightened on the chair as he began fucking her with long, deep

strokes. She moaned as his cock slid in and out, the friction making her curl her toes from the sheer pleasure of it all. Her clit tingled and ached, but as hard as he was pounding into her, she needed both hands to hold on.

“You feel so damn good,” he growled, sounding more bear than man. The pinch

she felt on her hips told her he was pretty damn close to shifting.

“You feel incredible.” She panted with every stroke, getting closer and closer to heaven.

His hands slid up her ribcage to cup her breasts. With one rip, buttons scattered and her blouse hung open in tatters. He cupped the mounds and pinched her nipples through her lacy bra. It was just the stimulation she needed and Luna tightened her pussy as she screamed out his name.

Blaze fucked her relentlessly, as if demon possessed, and just when she thought it was over, another orgasm crested. This time she whimpered as stars burst behind her eyelids. As she came down from her high, Blaze bit into her shoulder and she felt him come deep inside of her. She cursed their lack of a condom, but what was done was done. Being a shifter, she knew he didn’t carry diseases and she’d never been with anyone else.

What about a baby?
The thought whispered through her mind, but she shoved it back. One problem at a time. Right now, she was panty-less and had a ruined shirt to deal with. Blaze withdrew from her, kissing the bite on her shoulder, and then she heard him zip up.

“Damn, baby. I’ve never felt anything like that before,” he said, turning her to face him.

She toyed with the tattered blouse and then tied the ends together, hoping it

covered enough of her. Blaze smoothed her hair back and leaned down to kiss her lips gently, but what started as a soft caress turned hard and demanding. She melted into his embrace and gave herself to him freely.

“You’re mine.” He growled softly. “Regardless of what happens tonight at the

clubhouse, you’re mine, Luna. I’ve marked you, and I don’t give a damn what anyone says or thinks. You’re my mate.”

She let out a shuddering breath at his words and clenched her thighs together to satisfy the hunger building inside of her again. She opened her mouth to respond when the sound of shattering glass interrupted. Blaze dragged her to the window, but kept his body between her and whoever was outside.

“Someone just busted your car window,” he said.

Luna peered around him at the strange man dressed all in black. The figure

turned to face the window and the creepy mask over his face sent a shiver down her spine. The sinister coyote face was one used frequently by the Desert Dogs when conducting business of a questionable nature. Her heart raced as she realized they had found her. No more idle threats over the phone. Ricardo had upped the game.

The man outside lit a glass bottle, tossed it through the busted window, gave her a bow, and then took off at a dead run. Blaze tensed, but she held him back. What if the man was trying to lure him away so they could capture her?

“It could be a trap,” she said. “Please don’t leave me alone.”

She watched in horror as the flames caught and her car became nothing but an

orange glow. Sirens could be heard in the distance; she hoped someone had seen it happen and called 9-1-1. Reaching for Blaze’s hand, she threaded their fingers together and held on tight.

“Let’s get you out of here before anyone arrives on scene and starts asking

questions. If the cops get involved, I won’t be able to handle this my way.” Blaze tugged her outside, let her lock up, then helped her onto his bike. They roared out of the parking lot and made it halfway down the street before the firetruck came into view with two police cars and an ambulance right behind it.

He pulled over and got directions to Luna’s house, then got them there in record time. While she didn’t mind her long legs embracing her….boyfriend? Mate? She didn’t much care that the entire town was getting a look at them. When they reached her home, she unlocked the door and motioned for him to have a seat.

“Since I’m meeting your brothers tonight, mind if I take a shower?” she asked.

“I kind of like you smelling like me.”

Luna smiled. “And I don’t mind smelling like you, but I wouldn’t mind losing

the sticky mess running down my thighs. I promise I’ll be quick, and then you can rub up against me and put your scent back on me.”

He seemed appeased. “Wear something that shows your mark. I don’t give a

fuck if I did break the rules. I want everyone there to know you’re mine.”

She kind of liked the possessive streak and could easily get used to it, as long as he didn’t get too controlling. Telling her to wear a certain shirt wasn’t so bad. Now, if he decided he was going to dictate who she could be friends with and where she could work, they were going to have some issues.

Luna washed quickly and braided her hair when she was finished. She pulled on

a red tank with spaghetti straps and her dark wash jeans. Motorcycle boots hadn’t been a part of her wardrobe in a long time, so she put on her red Converse and hoped they would do. If she was going to be riding around on the back of Blaze’s bike, she’d have to stop by the Harley Davidson store three towns over and buy a pair of sturdy riding boots.