Authors: Savannah Stuart
seaboard, they’d stopped in north Florida. In case the pack needed them, they wouldn’t
have too far to travel back home. “Still mad at me?” he asked as he sat at the foot of her
lounge chair.
Scowling at him, she moved her feet so they wouldn’t touch him. “What do you
think?”
“I think you need to get over yourself.”
Her eyes widened. “Why you—”
“
Kardia mou
, don’t say something you’ll regret.”
Her mouth snapped shut, but at least she was silent.
“I have brothers so I know what you’re going through. You can be a bit of a
bulldozer sometimes.” When her eyes darkened, he quickly continued. “A very sexy
bulldozer. Listen, Paz is strong. You know that.”
“We left her with that Adam guy.” Guilt and anger threaded her words.
“That Adam guy is her mate.”
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She crossed her arms over her chest. “I don’t care. What if he finds out what she
is?”
“It won’t matter. He’ll die protecting her.”
“How do you know that? What if he hates faeries? We don’t know anything about
him.” She leaned forward and grabbed his hand.
Now that she was touching him, he knew he was almost out of the doghouse.
“Even if he does hate them, he won’t harm her. I sensed how much he cares for her. He
might not even realize it yet, but that wolf is over the moon for your sister. Remember
how much you loathed me when we first met?” When they’d first met, she hadn’t
known he was an undercover DEA agent. She’d thought he was a bottom-dwelling
arms dealer.
“Yes.” She sniffed in that haughty manner of hers that made his cock stand at
attention.
“You still protected me when I almost lost control in that club. It’s what real mates
do. I know the lengths I’d go to save you and it’s true with every mated male in my
family. It’s biology, baby. He will
not
hurt her. And right now, my only concern is
keeping you safe.”
She pushed up from her chair and sauntered toward the rail lining the porch. He bit
back a groan as he watched the soft sway of her hips. With her back to him, she leaned
forward on the railing, but he could tell he was almost forgiven.
He crept behind her and slid his arms around her waist. She didn’t fight him so he
pulled her tighter against his chest. His erection pressed insistently against her
backside, but he doubted she was surprised.
When she didn’t say anything, he brushed her hair to one side and nibbled at her
earlobe. Her sweet scent nearly bowled him over. Sometimes he couldn’t believe he’d
finally found his mate. And she was a constant fireball of passion.
As he started to spread kisses across her neck, she twisted to face him. “I shouldn’t
let you off the hook so easily,” she murmured.
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The scent of her desire was unmistakable. “You want me as bad as I want you.”
She bit her bottom lip and he could tell she was fighting a smile. Instead of
responding, she grabbed the bottom of his shirt and started tugging upward.
His entire body tensed with anticipation. Didn’t matter how many times he’d had
her, she was an addiction. After he finished shrugging out of his shirt, he gripped her
hips and lifted her onto the railing. The rental properties on either side of them were
empty and he couldn’t scent anyone else along the deserted stretch of beach. She let out
a little squeal when he pushed her short summer dress up to her waist.
“I thought I told you to stop wearing panties.” He frowned at the red material
covering her pussy.
“It does you good to work for it a little.” She grinned as she grappled with his belt.
Today was going to be fast and hard. He could feel it. Pent-up energy buzzed
through both of them. They’d barely said two words to each other on the drive up and
he was tired of fighting with her.
As she worked on his pants, he plucked the tie at the back of her neck and let
gravity do its job with the straps to her halter. He loved it when she wore the sexy
halter-style dresses. Easier access for him and she knew it.
The muscles in his stomach tensed as he stared at her. He stepped out of his pants
as they fell, but all his attention was on her perfect light brown nipples. He’d kissed and
licked them so many times, he had all her curves memorized. And seeing any part of
her bared got him hot every time.
“You gonna stand there staring all day?” Her question jerked him into action.
Her sweet, exotic scent surrounded him as he leaned down and captured one of her
already hardened buds between his teeth.
Teasingly, he painted the underside of her breast with his tongue then swirled
around her areola before centering on her nipple. When he gently raked his teeth over
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the hardened point, she let out a tiny moan and arched her back, pushing herself farther
into his mouth.
She clasped onto one of his shoulders for support and reached between them with
her other hand. Fisting his cock at the base, she slowly stroked upward once, twice—it
was too much. Panting, he lifted his head. He needed to be inside her now.
Through a lust-induced haze, Marisol stared into Stephan’s eyes. She loved it when
he got all hot and bothered like this. His eyes were like storm clouds. Dark and intense.
All she had to do was lightly touch him and he was ready to go.
Having that kind of power over a man was a strong aphrodisiac, especially when he
had the same control over her. His hands, which had been on her hips, suddenly
grasped the slim strap of her panties and snapped the material apart.
“You owe me another pair,” she gasped.
“Stop wearing them and it won’t be a problem.” His words were a low growl that
sent shivers skittering over her.
Cool air rushed over her bared pussy, but only for a moment. He quickly covered
her mound and pushed one of his thick fingers inside her without giving her warning.
Not that she needed it. She was soaking wet for him. And had been for quite a while.
As he worked his finger into her, he feathered kisses along her neck and jaw. She
wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to entice him to use his cock instead of his
finger, but he refused.
She’d been hot for him their entire drive and that had just pissed her off more. Even
when she was mad at him, she wanted him. Now she desperately needed relief and he
was the only one who could give it to her.
He pushed into her again, knuckle-deep, and slowly pulled out, dragging his finger
against her inner walls with practiced precision. Then he added another finger and
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thrust into her. Instead of moving, he stayed inside her and strummed her clit with his
thumb. Gently and much too slowly.
He was torturing her for giving him the silent treatment. She had no doubt in her
mind. The man knew what kind of rhythm she needed.
“I don’t want your fingers,” she gasped out.
“Too bad,” he murmured against her neck. “I’ve been wanting to do this for hours.”
Jerking against his fingers, she met him with insistency, forcing him to give her
what she wanted.
Chuckling against her skin, he pulled his head back. “You have no patience.”
Her entire body was pulled as taut as a hunting bow. Her leg and stomach muscles
tightened in anticipation as she waited for him. She held onto his shoulders and finally,
her stubborn mate dragged his fingers from her and drove his cock into her.
She sucked in a deep breath as he stretched and filled her. As her body adjusted to
him, he came at her fast, invading her mouth with his tongue. He kissed her deep and
hard, flicking his tongue against hers in tantalizing strokes.
His cock pulsed inside her, yet he barely moved. Just rocked his hips slightly
against hers. Still, she was about to come. Usually they fucked hard and fast, but this
was different. He was eating at her mouth with hunger, but everything else was so
subdued. So gentle. It surprised her.
The points of her nipples ached painfully. Luckily Stephan could literally read her
mind. Cupping one of her breasts, he covered it and stroked the throbbing bud. Each
caress brought her closer and closer to climax.
It was as if the pleasure points in her nipples were connected to the growing heat
between her thighs with invisible wire. He fondled the other breast and paid it just as
much attention. The pads of his thumbs rolled leisurely over the hard buds, drawing
more moans from her.
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If he would just move a little, she’d come. Her body and mind screamed. Just a
little—
No patience whatsoever, kardia mou,
he projected with his mind.
She locked her ankles around his waist and held on tight as he pulled out of her,
then slammed his cock back into her.
The sharp action was exactly what she needed. She savored the feel of the cool air
rushing over their bodies as they joined together. Stephan fastened onto her hips as he
drove into her with wild, uneven thrusts.
Her inner walls tightened around him with each stroke. She clamped onto his
shoulders but he didn’t seem to notice how hard she dug in. “Ah.” She could barely
think let alone speak any coherent words.
In and out.
Harder and faster.
Her legs gripped his waist as tight as her pussy fisted his cock. She arched her back
as the explosion rippled through her. Her legs already felt weak as she released control
and let her erotic hunger dominate her. Tiny shocks of pleasure swelled like waves
across her entire body, sending zings to all her nerve endings. The pleasure that was
becoming so familiar was almost too much to bear.
As she allowed her legs to fall from around him, Stephan pounded into her with
one final thrust and a loud shout. If they’d had neighbors nearby, there would have
been no doubt what they were doing.
Panting, he reached behind her back and tugged the zipper on her dress the rest of
the way down.
“I think we’re a little late for that, sweetie,” she murmured.
He grunted something before tugging it over her head. The cool breeze chilled her
bare body.
“What—”
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But he didn’t let her finish. Gripping her behind, he hoisted her up in one swoop.
As he strode across the long porch she realized he was heading toward the hot tub. She
might be able to handle the elements better than humans, but jumping in a freezing tub
wasn’t her idea of fun, even if she could stand it. “I think it’s too cold.”
“I turned on the heat when we got here.” He didn’t break stride as he descended
into the water.
The steam hit her before she actually touched the water. Without letting go of her,
he sat on the step then stretched back and flipped on the powerful jets.
Bubbles and heat surrounded them. She shifted so that she was stretched out across
his lap instead of straddling him. Then she laid her head against his shoulder. “Thank
you,” she said against his neck.
“For what?”
“For putting up with me.”
He chuckled against the top of her head. “As if I could live without you.”
* * * * *
Adam stared at the ceiling, trying to contain his annoyance and confusion. He still
wasn’t quite sure what had happened between him and Paz but he knew he’d fucked
up. Big-time.
It wasn’t that much of a shock considering he sucked at talking to most people.
He’d simply been honest about what he felt, but maybe he
had
been a little harsh. The
truth was he hadn’t actually seen a faerie since the Great War. They mostly lived in the
United Kingdom and some were scattered throughout Australia now.
Thinking about what had happened to his parents, much less talking about it, had
brought back too many memories. Memories that needed to stay buried. Hearing his
father’s roar of anguish when they’d found his mother’s broken body was a sound he’d
never forget. And seeing his mother with a giant hole in her chest was something else
he’d never scrub from his memory. His father had managed to kill most of the faeries
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that night before someone had gotten in a lucky shot and taken off his head. Adam had
been a boy then, barely in control of his powers and he hadn’t been able to help. He
shook his head, ridding himself of the bloody visions.
No matter what was in his past, he needed to make this right. He pushed up out of
the bed and headed for Paz’s room when a bright orange ball of fire exploded in his line
of sight through the second story window.
He crept toward the window but stayed in the shadows. Glass was shattered across
the patio near the pool and a few pockets of fire dimly burned against the cement. It
looked as if someone had thrown a couple Molotov cocktails. A dark shadow darted
down the beach in the direction of Stephan’s place. Looked like a wolf.
If it was Morales, he’d only done it to get their attention. By now he must realize
that Marisol was gone. Maybe he thought she was staying here. Or hell, maybe he
wanted to hurt Paz as a way to get to Marisol. That was more likely.
Morales was already at the top of Adam’s shitlist but now it was personal. He