Once she was naked, her hands started at her collarbone and smoothed down over her breasts to cup and lift them high. Bending her head, she licked at one pointed nipple, then the other, before releasing them again.
Her hands traveled down her body, past her belly, to her hips, and then to the center of her need. They didn’t stop there, but continued moving, around her hips to cup the cheeks of her ass. This move thrust her breasts forward so she shimmied, feeling the weight of the globes sway from side to side. Her hands then brushed up her sides, returning to play with her tits again.
Her lust hummed through her veins like lava, heating her from inside out until she had to stop dancing and cool down before she came just from her thoughts and touching herself. She stopped with her back to Adam, and she felt triumphant when she heard the soft rustling of cloth and unintelligible muttering behind her. She squeaked in surprise and opened her eyes when a large, hot, masculine hand took hers and spun her in a half circle before drawing her in close to his body.
“You’re too damn tempting, sweet baby.” He growled as he guided her around the large foyer in an elegant waltz. They circled the floor once before he danced them toward the staircase. Once there, he released her, taking her hand as he started up the stairs.
“No, I’m not,” she denied with a small, knowing smile. “I’m tired of playing games and tired of the teasing. I need you to love me.”
Adam stopped several steps up the staircase. “Ever since meeting you, I’ve thought about trying something. Sit on the steps, baby,” he said, releasing her hand and retreating back down to the main floor of the foyer.
Margot wanted to point out that if he wanted her so badly, he needed to stop backing away from her and get them to a bed, a table, or some other flat surface. Rolling her lips over her teeth, she kept silent. Instead she sat down, curious as to what his intentions were.
“Like this?” she asked.
She held her legs tightly together and folded her hands demurely in her lap. She saw by the gleam in Adam’s bright eyes that the effect of such a ladylike posture was ruined by her nudity. She maintained the pose another few seconds as he stared at her like a wolf about to pounce on an unsuspecting rabbit.
“Or like this?” She leaned back with her elbows resting on the step above the one she sat upon. That position arched her back and thrust her tits forward. She dropped her knees out to the sides, and spread her feet several feet apart so nothing was hidden from his sharp-eyed gaze.
Adam dropped to his hands and knees with a hungry growl that reverberated through her core and sent her arousal ratcheting even higher. She tensed for a moment, wondering if she’d pushed him too far. Was he so out of control he would shift and allow his wolf total freedom? He knew that while she didn’t mind doing it doggy style, she refused to do it with a dog. Or, in his case, a wolf.
But he didn’t shift. Instead he froze with his hands on the bottom step. He took several deep breaths, and she could see he fought to hold onto his humanity. After nearly a minute, he slowly crawled up the stairs that separated them.
As he closed the distance, he licked his lips as if starving and preparing for a feast. When he reached her widespread legs he paused to nuzzle his cheek against the inside of her left thigh just above her knee. Then he shifted and gently nipped the skin of the right before licking his way higher. He shifted his attention back and forth, tasting her skin with licks and nips and kisses as he worked his way up the insides of her legs.
By the time he reached her apex and brushed the tip of his nose through the hair covering her mound, Margot was nearly mindless with the need. She could not wait any longer to feel him sink deep into her cunt.
“Adam, please,” she murmured as she reached down with one hand to try and hurry him along.
But he refused to cooperate with her unspoken plea for a quick coupling.
“Shhh, baby. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” he murmured just before his tongue swiped between her folds from her open entrance up to her clit where he swirled a tight circle before taking the knotted flesh between his lips. After nibbling gently, he pulled more of the surrounding flesh into his mouth and sucked hard on her clit.
Margot screamed as an orgasm swept in out of nowhere and exploded over her like a bomb, catching her off guard. She knew she’d been close but had not realized she was that close.
Adam kept his mouth on her as she bucked and convulsed under him. He licked and lapped and kept her arousal from completely dying away. When she settled slightly, he crawled up two more steps and covered her body with his own. As he moved over her, he brushed the skin of his chest up her belly and over her breasts. When his mouth came into range, she leaned up and kissed him. Pulling back slightly he took his cock in hand and rubbed the bulbous head up and down through her folds, drenching the tip with her juices. Then he positioned it at the open entrance to her core. He shifted his upper body higher so he could watch as he eased just the tip inside her before freezing.
She stared into eyes that turned almost silver with his need and arousal. “Adam, now. Please. Love. Me.” She lifted her hips so the head of his cock pushed farther into her slick cunt.
“Are you sure I won’t hurt you, baby?” he asked through gritted teeth. He looked like he had reached the end of his control without a thread to hold him back if she refused him.
Margot lay back on the stairs, finding the rounded front edges were almost comfortable as they pressed into her back. Reaching for his hips with both hands, she made an animalistic growl as she pulled him even closer. Soon half his cock filled her, and still it wasn’t enough.
“If you don’t fuck me, and now, I swear I’m going to…to…hell, I can’t even think of what I’m going to do. But you can be sure it will be very bad and very painful. Ahhh,” she cried as he surged forward until their pelvic bones pressed together and he filled her completely.
“Better?” he asked with a tense grin that looked more than a little predatory.
Margot nodded and then shook her head. The long, thick length filling her felt so good, but she needed more. “Move, damn it. Fuck me. Claim me,” she ordered as tears filled her eyes. “Love me,” she whispered. “Please.”
“Oh, sweet baby girl, I do love you. More than you’ll even know,” he said as his hips pulled back until only the head remained in her. After a heartbeat, he pushed deep again just as slowly.
He set an easy pace, a gentle rocking rhythm which he maintained until Margot began to lift her hips in response. Then he began moving marginally faster, but that only made her renewed arousal spiral higher.
Feeling devilish and wanting to make him lose his oh-so-tight control, she smiled as she lifted her hands to her own nipples. Taking the hardened nubs between index fingers and thumb, she began to roll them. That simple touch sent electricity zinging through her. Her pussy clenched around his thick shaft and sent her quickly to the edge of sexual sanity once again.
In response, Adam growled through clenched teeth. His hips began to move back and forth, filling her in faster and faster strokes. All she could do was hold him, so she wrapped her arms and legs around him. As her muscles convulsed with another orgasm, he leaned down to where her neck met her shoulder and bit his claiming mark. She screamed as this orgasm rolled through her even more powerfully than the last one. She barely heard him cry out his release at the same moment but felt the heat of his seed pulse in and fill her.
Long seconds later, he collapsed over her, pressing the steps deeper into her back. For the first time during their loving, she felt discomfort. She tried to relax her muscles and not fight the marble steps, but it didn’t help. Then she became painfully aware of the teeth still imbedded in her shoulder though he no longer suckled at the mark.
“Adam,” she whispered as she stroked her hand up and down his spine.
He grunted in return as he pulled his teeth from her skin and licked the bite mark closed. Before she could explain her problem, he wrapped both arms around her
back and in yet another impressive show of strength, lifted her. He rolled so that he sat on the steps, and she straddled his lap even as they remained connected in the most intimate way possible.
“Better?” he asked as he pushed her head down against his shoulder and began to stroke her with warm, loving touches over her shoulders, back, arms, and sides.
“Uh huh,” she murmured as every bit of the tension she seemed to live with her entire life seemed to drain out of her toes. She was left boneless and exhausted.
“Think you can make it to the bedroom before you fall asleep?”
“Mmmm, don’t think so,” she murmured as she snuggled against his chest.
“Okay, baby. Hold on, and I’ll get us upstairs and to bed. But you’ll have to explain to Sam and Mrs. Nicholas why our clothes are all over the foyer.” Adam chuckled as he brushed a kiss over her hair.
Too relaxed to worry about his threat, Margot shrugged. “I’ll just tell them it’s your fault. I have no doubt they’ll believe me. After all, they both know you.”
Adam laughed as he surged to his feet, holding her easily as he turned and started to climb the rest of the stairs to the second floor. “Yes, you’re probably right.”
Chapter 5
“If you don’t sit down, I’m going to take you out to the limo and relax your bones so much you can’t move.”
Adam spoke through a yawn as Margot stalked by one more time. They’d been up until the wee hours playing with each other’s bodies, and though they’d only crawled from bed an hour ago, he still thought a nap sounded like a good idea. They’d arrived ten minutes before, and she’d begun to pace almost immediately, making him more tired.
He was only half kidding in the threat. They’d only been together a short time, but he’d never seen anyone so nervous before. Watching her stalk back and forth was beginning to make him jumpy and nervous. He couldn’t get her to talk about why she was so nervous, which meant he couldn’t figure out if she was worried about seeing her brother or having him meet the man.
She turned to frown at him. “You wouldn’t dare,” she said before her eyes flicked toward the windows that looked out onto the runway tarmac. “Matt will be here any minute.”
Adam remained still, just lifting one eyebrow in response as if daring her to push him.
“Okay, so maybe you would, but you won’t,” she said, finally sitting next to him on the bench. “I don’t understand why you’re not nervous. This is my brother we’re talking about.”
Adam wrapped one arm around her and pulled her so close she was forced to lean against him. Sitting this way, she also could not see the runway. She felt so good next to him even if she was as jittery as a squirrel on a triple espresso buzz. Holding her settled his nerves so he could think beyond what the next few minutes would hold for their future. He had no illusions her brother would be suspicious of him. After all, a man of his status and celebrity meeting and moving a woman like Margot into his home the first day was not usual. But then society didn’t understand the nature of shape-shifters and their mates.
“Yes, he is your brother. And I am your mate. We both love you and want what is best for you. In this case, it’s me. Stop worrying baby, your brother and I will get along just fine,” he assured her before he lifted her head and lowered his to kiss her.
Harnessing the lust that urged him to carry her outside to the privacy the limo could offer for yet another coupling, Adam continued this most pleasant form of distraction he could think of. He didn’t stop until he heard passengers entering the terminal. Releasing her lips, he ran his fingers through her hair to add a little more tousle to her style. Then he wiped away a lipstick smear with his thumb.
Once he finished, he held still while she rubbed her fingers over his lips as well before straightening his shirt and brushing a piece of something from his shoulder.
Adam looked up as a tall, broad, muscular blond man who looked nothing like Margot stepped through the wall separating the passenger’s waiting area from the rest of the terminal. The man paused a moment then frowned at them. At the same moment, he caught the scent of shape-shifter and knew it came from this man.
“I think your brother has arrived,” he said, tilting his head in the direction of the serious-looking man who slowly approached them.
* * * *
Margot swiveled so fast it took a moment for her equilibrium to catch up with the rest of her. One look and she launched herself from the bench toward the man watching them with suspicious interest.
“Matthew!” she squealed as she threw herself into his arms.
“Hello, Margot,” he said with a grin as he caught her and turned one complete circle with her held high in his arms.
He returned her hug with one that rivaled an agitated boa constrictor. When he finally set her on her feet again and released her, she watched as he turned to Adam with a serious expression. She began to tense as the two men silently sized each other up. Would they come to blows? Over her? Here in the airport? Or would they wait until they got out to the parking lot?
“You must be Adam,” Matt stated in his official “don’t mess with me” cop voice. He sounded nearly as official as the night he’d arrested her for underage drinking just two weeks before her twenty-first birthday. It had been his first solo arrest, and though he’d paid her fine at the end of his overnight shift, it had still taken her nearly a year to forgive him.
“Adam Thomasson. Welcome to New Bern,” Adam said, nodding solemnly before offering his hand. Margot held her breath as Matt studied the man a moment before extending his own. The two men shook hands then she watched as knuckles turned white. “Matt Brady,” he ground out between clenched teeth as the show of strength continued. “Are you just fucking my sister? Or do you have plans for a future with her?”
The men finally broke their handshake. As if mirror images, the two men dropped their hands to their sides before flexing their fingers. They looked as if they would come to blows if the other made one wrong move.
“Matthew Joseph Brady. What the hell do you think you are doing?” Margot hissed as she stepped in the space between the two men. She faced her brother, but her buttocks brushed against the front of Adam’s body. She felt his cock immediately begin to harden in response to the touch.
“Hush, pretty baby. Your brother is just worried about you,” Adam wrapped his arms around her middle and dropped a kiss on the top of her head. “Truth is, Matt, your sister is my soul mate. I plan to spend the rest of my life spoiling her rotten,” he said.
Margot watched as Matt took that statement in. “Uh huh,” he replied, clearly not impressed.
“Come on you two, let’s go home. I’m sure Mrs. Nicholas could use some help getting ready for tonight,” Margot said, turning the two men toward the exit. Linking an arm with each man, she remained between them as they headed for the parking lot where Sam waited with the limo.
Instead of heading home, Adam asked Sam to drive them downtown to an early lunch at one of her favorite hole-in-the-wall restaurants. Unfortunately, the tension remained high between the two men.
By the time they reached the house, Margot was ready to lock them in one of the unfinished rooms and leave them there until they either killed one another or settled whatever macho crap kept them posturing and acting like six year olds fighting over the last cookie.
As soon as they entered the house, her shredded nerves demanded she escape for a few minutes. “I’m going to go check in with Mrs. Nicholas. Adam, could you please give Matt a tour of the guestrooms and help him get settled? Thanks.”
* * * *
Adam frowned as Margot hurried away before he could respond. Her sweet vanilla, honey, and cinnamon scent had been soured with anxiety all morning but had grown even more so since her brother’s appearance. He knew their animosity was causing it but didn’t know how to break through the icy wall of suspicion her brother seemed to have brought with him from New Mexico.
“She’s upset,” Matt stated
flatly as the two men turned to look at one another once she was gone.
“Yes,” Adam answered simply. “She’s afraid you will think she’s screwing up her life by getting involved with the man who has been named, quote, The South’s Billionaire Playboy, unquote. She’s also not stupid and knows something else is going on between us.”
With that, Adam led the way up the stairs, slowing as he passed over the ones still marked with the dried evidence of their combined juices. The faint scent drifted to him, and he smiled in remembrance of the amazing coupling they’d shared the night before.
Matt remained silent until they reached the second floor. When Adam glanced at him, the man looked deep in thought, but he held his tongue until they stopped in the hall outside the guestroom farthest from the current master bedroom. It was the bordello room with its red walls and big brass bed.
“You’re wolf, right?”
The question caught Adam completely off guard, and he found himself answering without hesitation. “Yes, I’m wolf. Alpha of the Twin Rivers Pack. And you are?”
“Wolf as well. Enforcer for the Santa Fe pack.”
“And Margot?”
“She’s human. Our parents were best friends. When my parents died in a car accident, hers adopted me. I was five, and Margot was two. She does not know about my dual nature though Dad did. We agreed to keep it from the women, though I think Mom suspected something.”
Adam smiled. “She may not know about yours specifically, but she knows about shape-shifters in general. She knows I’m one. She actually thinks it’s cool.”
“How?”
“She is a curious woman, and her reading is wide ranging and most interesting. Now, back to the tour. There are four guest rooms, but I thought you might get a kick out of this one,” Adam said before opening the door. He stepped back to let Matt precede him into the room.
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