by Maggie Mundy
Connor worked on a knot in her right shoulder to ease her stress. “I need to ask you something, Rosie.”
“Go ahead. I got naked with you, so I don’t have much to hide.”
Connor smirked. “Why are you agreeing to have sex with me? I assume this isn’t something you usually do. Meet guys in the wood and bathe with them. Not that I am complaining.”
“I’m no virgin, but I’ve only had sex with a few other men. I’ll admit I don’t know why, but I’ve felt relaxed with you since the moment we met. I know it sounds weird, but I feel like I’ve known you for ages. This feels right. Plus, you turn me on like hell. My life has been shit, so I’ll grab onto some fun while I can.”
“I can assure you the feeling is mutual. Now, I need to start taking my duties seriously and give you your first orgasm for the night.” She giggled and he liked the sound, but he would have her screaming in pleasure by the end of the night.
Conner moved his arms around her so his right hand cupped her breast and his fingers teased her nipple. His other hand slid over her abdomen and found her core. Even though the water was hot, he could feel more heat coming off her pussy. He ran his fingers over her curls and moved them back and forth along her folds. Her labia were already swollen with need for him. His woman wanted him.
Rosie laid her head back against his chest as he inserted his fingers into her channel. She clenched around him as he moved them back and forth.
“That feels so good,” she murmured.
Connor moved his other hand so he could concentrate on stimulating her clit by gently massaging and flicking. He would have his mouth on her later, but for now this was good.
Rosie gripped the sides of the bath and did little movements back and forward with her hips. Her body jerked and he could feel the trembling starting in her as she climaxed. Her scream filled the bathroom and he grinned. As she throbbed around him, he kept pumping with his fingers until she started again. Her pussy gripped onto his fingers and he couldn’t wait to feel that on his cock. The water splashed over the sides of the bath as she writhed beneath his hands. He would make sure she never wanted anyone but him.
Rosie’s breathing slowed.
He removed his fingers and let her lay back as the water cooled around them. He didn’t want to top it up. He wanted her in bed and his cock inside her. She was his mate, and he was marking her tonight. His wolf growled in acceptance. No other wolf would come near once his scent was on her. Men, he might still need to fend off though.
“I’ve never had multiple orgasms before.”
“You’ve just not been with the right man, Rosie. I’ll do my best to keep you satisfied.” She sat up, washed herself, and handed the soap to him. As she stood wobbling on her bad leg and drying herself, he admired her body. She wasn’t small but had curves in all the right places. He was never one for skinny girls. He was a big man and needed a woman who could take him.
He washed and dried. Then he scooped her up before she tried to hobble to the bedroom. Placing her down on the bed, he inspected her foot again. The swelling was going down, but it would bruise. He reapplied the bandage from earlier, trying to be as gentle as he could.
She lay in the middle of the bed with a mischievous grin on her face. He assumed she thought this was a bit of fun and a risqué night with a stranger. The bedside light was on, and he wouldn’t be letting her turn it off. Connor wanted to see everything he was doing.
He lay on top of her so his hips rested between her legs. His cock was inches away from her pussy, but he would control himself, for now.
“Let me know if I hurt your ankle. Okay?” She nodded. He pushed her auburn curls away from her face and placed little kisses across her forehead, her nose, cheeks, and lips. He would be gentle for now, but knew once he was in her he would not be able to hold back.
He pressed against her lips so she would open to him. His tongue swirled with hers as her arms went around his neck, pulling him closer. She made quaint noises, like little squeaks as they kissed and it spurred him on. He wanted to possess her mouth like he wanted to possess her body. He moved down to kiss her neck, swirling his tongue below her ear and nipping her skin. His inner wolf wanted to bite and change her now, but he would wait.
Conner trailed the tip of his tongue down her chest to her breasts. The tight buds of her nipples were more than he could resist. He sucked one into his mouth, causing his balls to tighten and his cock to jerk. She groaned and pushed her hips into his abdomen as he sucked harder. He moved from one breast to the other until the nipples were tight and pink from his attention.
He moved down the bed so he was at her core. The smell of her need for him was overpowering. No one would make her feel like this but him. Connor licked up her folds, enjoying the juices he had already made flow. It would be like silk when he slipped into her. He flattened his tongue against her clit as he moved in tiny circles to massage her bud. Then he flicked it, causing her legs to do tiny jerks as he stimulated her.
He moved down again and thrust his tongue into her, and she angled her hips so he could get closer. He went back to her clit and inserted two fingers into her channel. Back and forth he worked her as she creamed for him and started to come again. He loved the sound she made as her breath caught and her body went into spasm around his fingers.
When the pulsing stopped, he removed his fingers and moved up her body.
“I want to see myself entering you, but I’ll be tender with you.” He knelt between her legs, grabbed one of the pillows from the bed, and pushed it under her butt. He took her good leg and helped her place it over his shoulder. He grabbed a condom from the side of the bed and covered himself. Her beautiful wet pussy was there before him and he placed his cock at her opening. He pushed the head of his cock inside, and Rosie clenched onto him. His woman wanted this as much as him. He pushed in more and knew he stretched her, but her juices helped. She gasped as he plunged the whole length of his cock inside. It was the most glorious feeling he’d ever experienced. He massaged her clit with his fingers, and he watched her eyes go dreamy.
She groaned as he moved back and forth. He watched as his cock moved in and out of her and his balls tightened. Back and forth he moved until he could feel the tremors of her orgasm building again. He placed his arms on either side of her as he plunged into her. This would be no gentle mating now she had come.
“Harder.” That was the one word he hoped she would say. He thrust in and out and pummeled her as she bucked beneath him. Rosie screamed her release again and he felt the hot juices from her body surrounding his cock. He kept pumping as his own release came. She was so tight it was as if she was draining him of every last bit of his seed.
He let her leg down from his shoulder and rested on top of her. The two of them were still intimately joined as she pulsed around him. He supported himself on his elbows and looked at her. She smiled back at him with that drugged up, after sex look. It was fucking great.
“I don’t want to give you a big head, but that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” Rosie said and then bit her lip with a mischievous grin.
“You are a beautiful lady and I’m honored to pleasure you.”
He still needed to make her believe she couldn’t live without him, but this was enough for now. He kissed her so their tongues tangled with each other to maintain the closeness a while longer. Then he went to the main room and brought their glasses of red back to the bedroom and clinked glasses with her.
“I’m glad I saved you from car crashes, deep ravines and stray wolves. My reward has been more than adequate.”
She took a sip of her wine and took his hand. It was such a personal gesture, even more than the sex. “My life’s been a mess and I don’t think my choices have been great, but this one was excellent. I’m so glad you went for a walk and found me.”
“Well I’m more than happy to repeat this experience as you’re going to be here for a while. By the way, you don’t need to be in trouble for me to be of service.”
“I like that.”
He finished his wine, bent down, and then kissed her lips. She reached across and put her glass down. Then she turned off the light. Connor hugged his woman. Somehow, he would convince her he would be better than her previous choices.
Chapter Six
The sun rose outside and Rosie didn’t care. She’d be happy to stay in bed with Connor for a week, for forever, but she reckoned he’d get bored. She’d been an easy touch. They might run out of condoms, though. She had no regrets about sleeping with a stranger. She’d done it before over the years and some hadn’t even bothered to stay till the morning.
Rosie turned and gazed at him. The bedsheet was down around his waist. He was hot. None of her previous bed mates had a body like he did. The side of his chest that wasn’t scarred was sculpted, and she wanted to run her hand over it. Fuck that, she wanted to run her hands over everything. There was something about this man that was special and different. As a cop, she had been around all sorts and knew he had his secrets. She just hoped being a serial killer wasn’t one of them.
She would make him breakfast. The way to a man’s heart was through his stomach. Did she want his heart? Where the hell had that come from?
It would be good to have someone to love, but the poor guy was just here for the sex. Not that she could blame him. She’d been more than keen. She needed to remember why she came here in the first place. To get away from people.
Rosie popped her legs over the side of bed and pulled on her t-shirt and sweatpants. Her ankle still ached as she hobbled to the kitchen, but the bandage was helping. There were eggs, juice, and bread. She would make cinnamon toast. She glanced across the room to her security system. It showed no one had come near, but it reminded her someone might be out there. Last night she had been so distracted she wouldn’t have heard anything. She couldn’t risk that again.
She set to work at making the toast. While it cooked, she multitasked with pouring juice and setting up a tray to carry everything back into the bedroom. In a quick fifteen minutes, she had their breakfast prepared and on plates. She then placed everything on the tray. She hefted it up and made her way back to the bedroom. He had better be impressed, because she needed sex or painkillers after all that effort.
Connor was awake when she entered the room. He jumped out of bed and took the tray when he saw her limp in. “You should be resting.”
She shuffled across and sat on the bed but couldn’t keep the grin off her face.
“Did I say something amusing?” He raised an eyebrow as he peered down at her.
“No, but let’s say I’m not used to naked waiters.”
Connor got back into bed beside her. “So you’re good in the kitchen as well as in bed. I don’t think I’ll ever leave.”
Rosie would be quite happy with that. For the first time in ages she actually felt comfortable with someone. She hadn’t thought it would ever happen again. She needed to stop herself from saying too much, so she chomped down on the toast. He bit into his and she wished he had butter dripping down his chin she could lick off. She would lick it off any part of his body if he wanted. She took a mouthful of the cold juice to help cool her thoughts. It didn’t work. He peered across and winked at her. Her heart raced. It was good to be liked by someone. “I’m not saying you can move in, but I’d like to see you again. I came up here for solitude, but I could be swayed to think otherwise.”
Conner leaned across and kissed her, his tongue searching her mouth and turning her on again. She was becoming addicted to this man. The fact he didn’t want to run out the door now he had sex was refreshing.
When he moved away, the look of lust in his eyes made her ache between her legs. Someone wanting her this much was such a turn on. The food was nearly gone anyway, and she’d be happy to have more sex.
“I’ve no intention of going anywhere, Rosie. I intend to stay here and ravish your body so you’ll never send me away.”
Okay, she was just going to melt into his arms. Screw breakfast. She was just about to pull off her t-shirt when she heard a car out the front of the cabin. She watched Connor’s face change in a second. He went from lust to warrior, as if she was sharing the bedroom with a navy seal.
“Stay here.”
She had no intention of staying put. He would learn that about her soon enough.
He grabbed his pants and pulled them on, heading out the room. She limped after him and headed to the security camera display. Her stomach did a flip as she stared at the computer screen.
Connor placed one of the chairs up against the front door.
No, not here. Her past had come back to haunt her.
Connor turned back with a scowl on his face. “I said stay in the bedroom. You don’t do what you’re told, do you?”
“No. You might be big and strong, but I’m still a cop at heart. If who I think is out there, you’ll be glad I don’t do what I’m told. If I’d done what I was told in South America, I’d be dead instead of scarred.”
There was a van parked in the driveway and a man got out. Her body chilled in that second. Heraldo was dead and so was Jaime. She’d been told they both died in the explosion by the local police and by the cops here. Well, that was a crock of shit, because Heraldo had just gotten out of the van. He was walking to the front door of the cabin with one of his guys in tow. His other men waited by the car.
“You should leave.” The words were out of her mouth before she thought. This would end badly, and she didn’t want Conner hurt. He was an innocent who’d been caught up in her mess. She’d known her good times wouldn’t last.
Connor shook his head and stood with his arms folded across his chest. “I’m not going anywhere, Rosie. Tell me what’s happening?”
He might not like what he was about to hear. She moved over to her bag and grabbed her gun. “That’s the leader of the drug group my ex was involved with. I thought he was dead along with Jaime. It must have been him sending the texts. To be honest, I didn’t think he’d find me this fast. I thought I would have time to work out what to do next. He’ll kill you. You have to go.”
Conner put his arms around her and it helped stop the tremors. “I’m not going anywhere, and I can get my friends to come and help.”
“You don’t understand these people. They’ll kill you. I know you don’t know me, and last night was great, but these guys have no respect for human life. Get out the back.”
Conner smirked. “My friends will come if I ask, and they aren’t completely human.”
“What,” Rosie said, and yet a part of her knew what he said was true. She’d sensed he was different from the moment she had met him. He was the wolf she’d seen at the waterfall. She’d heard the rumors around the hills when she was growing up. Her father used to tell tales of werewolves roaming the woods. What the hell. She’d actually met one. No, she was losing the plot. It couldn’t be true. As a policewoman, she was used to dealing with the facts.
“Rosie, I know it seems insane, but listen to me. I’m a werewolf. If I change I can get my brothers and sisters here fast.”
“If you fucking change.” Rosie took a deep breath and tried to absorb the words he’d said out loud. “This is nuts. Even if I did believe you, why would your friends risk themselves for me?”
“Wolves will protect their clan member’s mates. I need to be in wolf form to contact them all at once. We can only hope if Heraldo wanted you dead, he’d have shot up the place.”
“Mate. I’m your mate. When did that happen? We had sex, but I didn’t hear a proposal or anything.” This was all happening too fast. Rosie felt as though the blood was rushing to her head. She took a deep breath to calm herself.
“I imprinted the first time I saw you. Last night was my attempt to convince you.”
“You did a good job. I’ll give you that.” Rosie wanted to deny it so Conner would be safe. From the stubborn look on his face, with lips drawn in a thin line, he wasn’t going anywhere.
“It’s
how I knew you were at the waterfall. I shifted to wolf form that day to get to you, which was why I didn’t have shoes on. I also sensed your dreams about me. I’ve had dreams like that before, but I could never see your face. The other night I knew it was you all along.”
“Rosie, I know you’re in there,” Heraldo shouted.
“I don’t have anything. I barely got out with my life.” She was mad to accept this, but in a strange way it made sense. “I don’t know why, but I believe you. Do what you have to do.”
Conner slipped out of his pants and bent down so his hands were flat on the floor.
She could have sworn all she did was blink and there was a huge wolf in front of her. She recognized it as the wolf from her dream and the waterfall. “What the fuck. I just had sex with a werewolf.”
He came over and rubbed up against her thigh.
Heraldo banged on the door again and wolf Conner growled. A minute later he was back in front of her as human as ever. He grabbed his pants and got dressed again.
Her mouth hung open. “That’s insane. Tell me this is a dream.”
“It’s not, and you’re going to let them in and find out what he wants. I’ll be here by your side.”
“I don’t think that’s a good plan. I won’t put anyone else at risk by these guys.”
“I understand and admire your bravery, Rosie, but I want to be here.”
Rosie shook her head but limped to the door. She removed the chair from underneath the doorknob. “I’m coming.”
Outside the door, Heraldo stood with a gun in his hand. It was pointed straight at her.
Bile came up in her throat, but Conner stood behind her with his hand on her back, giving support. She had grabbed her gun from her bag and shoved it in the waistband of her sweats. If that didn’t work, she had a pack of werewolves to protect her. She’d be okay, right?
Heraldo walked in with one of his men. He looked around the room and sat down in the chair opposite the couch.