“So we just keep staking out the shifters?”
“We’ll go back out, maybe I’ll send you into the liquor store by their house to nose around. But that can wait till later.”
“Thank the lord.” She lay back down, closed her eyes and pulled the blanket up to her neck. “Goodnight, Lajos.”
“But it’s the morning.”
“I’m beat. I got up early yesterday to track you and I didn’t get a good night’s sleep. If you don’t mind I’m taking a nap.”
Even though she didn’t want to get physically involved with Lajos, the dream version was a good stand-in.
“Fine, but I was going to order breakfast. You’ll miss a lovely meal of omelets,” he teased.
She opened one eye. “Can we have pancakes too?”
* * * * *
After breakfast she’d tried to call Trudy, but couldn’t get through. Kristof said she’d immersed herself into the files and he’d have Trudy call Meisha back later. Satisfied that Trudy was now safe, Meisha’s mood improved. She’d showered first and he had to listen to her off-key singing. The only consolation was that he could imagine her gliding a cloth across her skin. He’d closed his eyes and thought about her soapy and naked body, her brown skin glistening and wet. He would’ve liked to have been - the towel, running over her. He would caresses every inch of her, not leaving a speck of skin untouched.
He wondered how soft her skin was. On more than one occasion he’d wanted to reach out and touch her. He almost had, last night in the driveway. She looked so vulnerable—so sweet. His wolf had purred with want. He wanted Lajos to lick her—but that would’ve been too much at the time. His Meisha would’ve ripped his tongue right out of his mouth.
He chuckled at that.
His Meisha.
She wasn’t his. She couldn’t be tamed. They’d forever be at odds, one trying to prove to the other who was boss. But just thinking of trying to tame her made his cock harden under the flimsy shorts he wore.
Take her.
His wolf didn’t say the words but Lajos understood them just the same. A flash of a picture projected in his mind, Meisha on all fours and he on his knees behind her, his hands gripping her soft brown skin and his cock driving deep in her tight, warm sheath. He wanted her, his wolf wanted her, but Lajos wouldn’t act on it, despite the impulses his wolf sent him. His wolf didn’t know the consequences of getting involved with Meisha. Lajos had doubts he’d be able to make her a one night stand like he’d done with the other humans. She was different, unlike any woman he’d ever encountered.
He didn’t know if she would expect more of him—more than he could give. Humans were emotional beings, their relationships played out on television and the internet all the time. They weren’t like wolves, where sex was just sex, a means to pass time and release pent-up energy.
But still, just the thought of her naked in the shower made his dick swell with need. He wanted to take her. He’d take her anywhere.
He’d take her as soon as she exited the shower.
The fight raged on within him. He watched the door, battling for self-control. Heat spread across his body as the shower turned off. He imagined her body still dripping as she wrapped herself in a towel.
He let his head fall back and stared at the ceiling, silently wishing for strength not to accost her as soon as she came out of the bathroom.
Not a second after she opened the door, he grabbed his clothes and ran into the bathroom, almost knocking her down to get there. He slammed the door and locked it and took a few minutes to catch his breath. He looked down at his cock, which was standing at full attention.
Shit.
If he was going to make it out of this without attaching himself to Meisha he’d have to stop imagining her naked and definitely stop dreaming about her riding him to bliss.
He walked over to the shower and turned on the water—cold—and stood underneath it. His jutting cock still didn’t lose its rigor.
He had no choice.
He wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped madly over its thickness. As he let the water pour over him, he imagined it was Meisha’s mouth over his cock instead of his hand. Her beautiful lips worked up and down his length, taking him down her throat and teasing him with her tongue. He used his free hand to cup his tight balls and milk them away from his body. His breath caught in his chest as he imagined her wet tongue flicking across his head, darting between his slit, lapping up the pre-cum that was beginning to form there.
His hand pumped faster, gliding over his skin. His heart picked up a notch, thrumming against his chest. When he imagined her looking up at him with those beautiful eyes and her mouth filled with his cock, he came—forcefully. The sensation seemed to rip through his body and explode from his slit. Squeezing his eyelids tight, he bit down on his lip to hold back his yell. With each pump of his fist, his legs weakened more.
When it was safe, meaning he didn’t think he’d jump her bones, he turned off the water and let out a heavy breath. He sensed his wolf in the background, but far away, which usually meant he was resting.
Good, he needed a break from him right now.
Lajos grabbed a towel, dried himself and put on his clothes. When he stepped out of the bathroom he appeared just as calm as ever.
Meisha looked up at him from her spot on the bed. “You’re taking me shopping,” she announced. “I brought an overnight bag but I need to pick up some things.”
At least it’ll take my mind off her.
“Come on, there’s a boutique in the lobby.”
He opened the door for her, allowing her to walk out first.
He thought he was safe, having spent himself in the shower. But in the hotel gift shop he was subjected to a new fresh holy hell. Meisha tried on bathing suits for the beach. He sat in a guest chair, crossing his legs, trying to tamp down on his once again growing cock and groaning every time she came prancing out in a new flimsy suit to show him.
She had to know what she was doing. There was no way she could not know. If ever someone looked uncomfortable, it was him.
* * * * *
Meisha tried her darnedest not to smile. She turned in front of the mirror and adjusted the straps, pretending to wonder if the black, two piece bathing suit was a good fit or not. It was. She already knew that much, but she liked making Lajos squirm.
Meisha never thought she had the kind of body that would make a man squirm or even make him get an erection in the middle of a store. She was curvy and short, taking after her mother and father. She didn’t have large tits or even ones that would fill out a B-cup. They were small and perky, just like her butt, and she didn’t have much in the way of hips either. Men found her attractive, but she thought that was only because they found her unattainable—she wasn’t interested in a relationship. Men only wanted someone they saw as a challenge and that was her in a nutshell.
She chewed on her bottom lip and tilted her head to the side. “I don’t know, Lajos. Do you think these bottoms are too big? Should I get a smaller pair?” She ran her hands across her butt and pulled the swimsuit bottoms down just enough so he could see the red thongs underneath.
Thank god she decided to throw them in her bag. Never mind that she’d only had a handful of clean panties and they were all thongs. Normally she hated wearing string for underwear, but right now she reveled in how her underwear and body was making Lajos watch her.
He groaned. Or was it more like a growl?
She bit back a smile and put on her serious face. “A smaller pair it is then.”
“Hell no,” he ground out.
“I just asked you a question. You don’t have to get all testy on me,” she said, pretending she thought his reaction was from her asking too many questions and not because her ass was already hanging out of the pair that she had on.
“Sorry, I’m not being testy. I’m just ready to go.”
She looked at her watch. In his defense she’d trapped him in here for almost an hour just so sh
e could enjoy how he was making her feel.
Wanted.
Every girl should have a wolf-shifter watching them with such intensity in his eyes and feel as good as she did. She like the way he watched her—tracking her every move, his eyes changing color. Her skin prickled with heat when his gaze was on her. She could almost feel what part of her body he focused on. Warm heat caressed her shoulder, going down her spine and to the small of her back. She shivered as the heat moved to her butt and lingered. She closed her eyes with a flutter, imagining his big strong hands gripping her ass.
She wanted to turn around. To have him look at her fully, but she held still. She was supposed to be avoiding contact with Lajos, not egging him on, and definitely not fanning the fire that smoldered from his direction.
“Meisha,” he said, his deep and throaty. “If you don’t put your clothes back on I won’t be able to stop what will come next.”
She swallowed hard and turned around. “What will happen next?”
Fire successfully fanned.
Lajos erupted from his seat and came at her. She took a retreating step back. Her thought to move away from him came too late because, in a blink of an eye, he stood in front of her, pressing her against the mirror. “Do you like playing with fire?” His voice was so deep, demanding, filled with need.
Oh, god I want him.
She faced his challenge head on. “Yes,” she whispered.
He leaned over, smothering her with his body, his nose just an inch from her neck. He took a long whiff of her skin and then a shuddering breath. “I want you so bad.”
She took in a breath of her own. He smelled good, so damn good. “I want you too.” She hadn’t meant to say the words out loud. Hell, she hadn’t meant to say anything at all. The admission had just spilled from her lips.
Lajos did what just moments before she’d imagined him doing. He reached around her waist and grabbed her ass, cupping her while he pressed his groin against her, letting her feel the hardness there. She felt herself melting against him, giving in to the feeling.
She wanted him—every inch.
She brought her hands up to his arms and felt the muscles that he flexed. She had wanted to do this for so long. He felt so strong—so right.
With a grunt he lifted her from the ground, sitting her on his waist. The material from his jeans did nothing to hold down his bulging cock.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, positioning over his cock. He ground into her in a slow sensual movement. “Shit,” she said on a breath.
“Hey, wait a minute,” the store clerk said urgently. She came up fast to their side. “What are two doing in here?” Her eyes were wide and panicky and shifted from them to the other customers in the store.
“She’s right,” Lajos said, not taking his eyes off of Meisha. He took another whiff of the skin on her neck, between her chin and collar bone. “The things that I want to do to you can’t be done here.”
Yes.
Her fingers bit into his skin. Her legs tightened around him. If he didn’t get her to a room fast she would start unzipping his pants here. She wanted him inside of her—now.
Obviously feeling just as impatient as she was, he took long strides through the boutique, leaving the sales woman, flustered, in his wake. “Wh-what about the bathing suit? Her clothes in the dressing room?”
“Bill it to room two twenty-eight and have someone bring her clothes up. Later.”
Chapter Thirteen
Meisha didn’t even know how they made it to the room. She’d kept her hands in his hair and her tongue in his mouth the entire trip, and her hips thrust against his bulge the entire way. Come to think of it, she didn’t want to know the details about how many people they passed along the way. What she could guess was that they’d probably made a spectacle of themselves through the hotel.
When Lajos reached their room he fumbled for the card key in his back pocket. He unlocked the door with a click and kicked it open.
She expected him to walk to the bed, drop her on the mattress and spread her wide. But when he pressed her back against the wall she knew then the sex was going to be hot and wild—just like she’d imagined and dreamt about. He reached between their bodies and fumbled at his zipper. Her hands trailed down to the arms that she loved so much. Her tongue continued to invade the mouth that she couldn’t get enough of, he tasted so good.
She knew the minute his pants were down and his cock went free. It thrust against the thin material of her swimsuit bottoms and thong that she’d left on. He broke away from their kiss and pulled away from her, his eyes intent on hers and his breath heavy with pants.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, hardly able to control his breathing.
She was more than sure. She pulled the bikini top over her head, letting her breasts swing free. His eyes dropped to them. Her brown nipples stood erect and pointing at him, as if begging for his attention.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
He licked his lips and all she could think about was his full lips on her as he licked her swollen clit. She pulled his head down to a hardened bud. He engulfed it with such need, igniting miniscule nerves that fired through her chest. His mouth pulled and tugged at her. His tongue twirled and teased. When he bit down softly she arched her back, holding him to her.
“Oh god, yes,” she moaned.
Lajos switched to the other side, giving the other nipple just as much attention as he’d given the first one. She watched him as he did, biting down on her lip. He looked to be in his own world. His eyes were closed, with a look of sensual longing on his face. His hands roamed around her ass and across her thighs. Lajos was the sexiest man—wolf—whatever she’d ever met and all she wanted was for him to fuck her.
Unable to delay any longer, she reached between their bodies and pulled the crotch of the barriers she wore to the side. Normally she would’ve preferred to be naked, but this wasn’t one of these times. Her body needed, wanted and craved Lajos’ touch. Lajos stepped out of one side of his pants and opened his legs wide, bracing against her and the wall. She’d give anything to have her hands on his ass while he entered her, but, for now, she gripped onto his muscled arms. He adjusted his body so that the head of his cock pressed against her needy entrance.
He rested his forehead against her chest. “Mmm, I feel your heat. I smell you—so intoxicating. I can smell how much you want me.”
She tried to sit down on him, longing for his hardness, but his hands were at her hips, holding her still. “Lajos,” she begged. “Let me feel you.”
“I want this to last,” he strained to say. “I want to make love to you all night long.”
Her nails gripped into his arm. “We can make love later. Right now I want you to fuck me.”
He groaned. “I don’t want to hurt you. I’ll have to move slowly so you can adjust to my size.”
She moaned at just the thought of his hardened cock sliding into her pussy and stretching her walls. “Please, Lajos. I can’t wait any longer.”
He moved slowly, guiding the head of his cock to press against her, breaching her entrance. She held tight to him as he slid in, her pussy gripping him.
“Ohh,” she groaned. Her toes curled, her heels dug into his back. This was killing her.
He pulled out just as slowly as he’d entered her. She could feel her pussy clenching around him, trying to pull him back in. And when he did enter her again she relaxed her body and sank onto him, taking as much as she could. Her eyes rolled up as his thickness consumed her, stretching her to capacity. She couldn’t hold back anymore. Her natural instincts took over. She lifted and slammed onto his cock again, this time deeper than the first time. Every nerve in her body seemed to scream for more.
* * * * *
Lajos couldn’t hold back any longer. His wolf skated the brink of his mind, wanting to feel exactly what he did. Lajos let go of her and placed his hands on the wall on either side of her head. Her nails ran scratches up and d
own his back, egging him on.
His hands gripped at the wall. He strained to hold back, but the way he felt, the way she felt—he didn’t think he could take any more. Her pussy gripped at him tightly. Her walls worked to keep him inside of her. Slick juices covered every inch of him as she pumped on his cock. Her moans were like the sweetest song ever played.
He let out a low growl when he felt himself losing control.
“Fuck me, Lajos. Fuck me like you want to fuck me,” she moaned in his ear.
That was it.
He brought his hips up and drove into her.
She threw her head back against the wall. Her eyes fluttered closed. Her facial features contorted in ecstasy. “Yes, like that,” she yelled.
He thought he’d given her more than her pussy could handle, but when he tried to withdraw her legs squeezed his waist, pulling him into her, making him drive deeper. And he did. Giving her what she wanted and what she begged for.
He crushed his mouth over hers, slipping his tongue between her lips. Hers instantly met his, dueling and tasting. Sweat dripped between their bodies, making her slippery, but she held on as he thrust against her, smacking his hips against her ass. She whispered his name between kisses. He caught her screams with his mouth. Her hands trailed from his back and her nails scraped across his scalp.
But no matter how deep he went he craved to go deeper—she wanted him to go deeper. He wanted her to engulf him fully. His body began to shake, his stomach clenched. The need to look her in her eyes overrode everything else. His cock began to swell within her, the time for his release was almost near. Meisha pulled her mouth away from his with a cry on her lips. Her body twisted and she writhed in his grasp. With his own legs shaking he was determined to hold on to her, to let her ride out the orgasm that was coursing through her body.
Her cries and moans of pleasure were like angels singing all around him. Spent, she opened her eyes to look at him.
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