Goldie [Pyrate's Treasure 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)
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He quirked an eyebrow and tilted his head toward the door to the back room. She shook her head and then called to one of the servers. After talking for a moment, she pulled off the apron she wore and came out from behind the bar. He was off his stool and working his way to her side as soon as he realized what she was doing.
Taking her hand, he pulled her out the back door and onto the patio overlooking the harbor. Turning to face her, he pulled her close and just hugged her close. “I missed you,” he admitted, surprised how true that statement was after knowing her little more than a day.
He tightened his hold as she burrowed into his chest.
“I missed you, too,” she said before lifting her face to look into his eyes.
Her words wrapped around his heart and filled a hole in him he had never known existed until that moment. He hugged her, hunger for her replacing the one he had had just moments before for food.
When a near-deafening shot sounded off to their right, he reacted instinctively. Pulling Goldie with him, he dove the ground, rolling to cover her body with his own as they went. When no other gunshots sounded, he lifted up and looked down at his mate.
“Are you okay, baby girl?” he asked as he lifted off and knelt beside her.
“I’m fine. What the hell was that?” Goldie asked as he ran hands over her body to confirm that she had no bullet holes in her.
Chapter 10
“That, my sweet mate, sounded to me like a gunshot. Go back inside and stay there until I get back,” he ordered, pulling his gun and turning away. Looking around, he found a single bullet hole in the post next to where they had been standing just seconds before. Without another look in her direction, he rushed down the steps and onto the boardwalk.
“You’re kidding, right,” she replied.
She stepped through the bushes at the side of the deck and deeper into the shadows. Seconds later, a large black wolf trotted into view and joined him on the boardwalk. She stopped long enough to shake off the torn clothes before taking off down the boardwalk in the directions that the shots had come from.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked, taking off after her.
The wolf glanced over her shoulder and chuffed at him. Then she lowered her nose and picked up her pace. Caleb found himself running full out to keep up with her as she began to lope down the walkway. At the end of the boardwalk, she kept going, between two houses and down a narrow path through the woods.
At the fence that separated the pack lands from the rest of the island, she scratched at a spot in the fence. Caleb saw the fence had been cut. When he pushed on the loose boards a narrow section fell to the ground, leaving an opening wide enough for a man to pass through the fence. Goldie preceded him and continued tracking. The trail she followed angled toward the sound side of the island. She moved slowly through the woods, making sure he followed her. Long before they reached the wide sandy beach, he heard a boat engine start then rev and roar.
Goldie remained silent even after breaking through the tree line and crossing the sand to the beach with Caleb several yards behind her. By the time he reached the water’s edge, the boat engine sound had nearly faded away to be replaced by the never-ending sound of waves lapping at the shore. His gaze swept the water from right to left, but there was nothing in sight except water, sky, and the beach.
There were no boats in sight, no Jet Skis, or any other getaway vehicles. Walking the shoreline, he found the spot where what appeared to be a small, fast boat had been dragged ashore. Two sets of footprints led away from the boat and then back again.
Goldie paced circles around him as if trying to protect him. Though disappointed, he knew there was nothing here to give away the identity of the person who had taken a shot at them. Finally, Caleb sighed and admitted defeat.
“Okay, baby girl. Whoever took that shot at us are long gone,” he said as he turned to head back the way they had come.
“Caleb, stop.”
Surprised by Goldie’s voice, Caleb turned and found her running toward him. She was naked, which instantly flipped his switch and the adrenaline from dealing with a shooter sent his blood pooling into his groin.
When she threw herself into his arms, he caught her easily. “Are you all right?” he asked. Kissing her, he ran his hands up and down her body to confirm that she was, indeed, all in one piece.
“I’m fine. I love you, mate.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips down to hers.
“I love you, too,” he replied when they finally broke apart to breathe. He said the words that had been repeating themselves since she had disappeared on him when they were on the ferry roof. “And if you ever do that again, I’m going to put you over my lap and spank you until you can’t sit down again for a long, long time.”
“Do what?” She looked confused as he ran his hands down her back and cupped her ass cheeks, once again marveling that they were the perfect fit for his hands.
“Ever go racing after someone who just tried to shoot you.”
“I was assisting my mate in his duties,” she said logically. Her easy acceptance of the danger only flipped his switch, making him need to punish her.
He raised a hand and slapped her left ass cheek for her smart-ass response. His cock inflated and his hormones took charge of his brain when she moaned and canted her hips into his in response to the small bite of pain.
“I mean it, baby girl. I know we’ve known each other less than a day and a half, but I don’t know what I would do if you were hurt, or worse,” he said.
Goldie smiled up at him. “I know exactly what you mean. That’s what being mates is all about. We are connected, hearts, minds, and souls. But right now I need you more than I need food,” she said.
Since he felt the same way, he did not fight her when she reached between them and worked the button and zipper of his shorts. She shoved them down until they pooled around his ankles then practically climbed his body in order to impale herself on his cock.
“Deep breath, baby girl,” he said, trying to loosen his hold on her body.
“No, I need you, and I need you right now,” she growled softly in his ear.
Reaching between them, she grabbed his cock and then worked herself down over his length. She held on tight as Caleb stepped out of his shorts and boxers and walked back down the beach to the hard packed sand and waterline. Every step he took moved her on his cock, but he held her hips still to keep him from bouncing on his erection. When she began tightening her pussy muscles, trying to massage him past the edge of his control, he lifted her off his cock before setting her on her feet again.
“Hands and knees. I want to fuck my baby girl hard and fast.”
Goldie scrambled into position, looking over her shoulder to watch as Caleb knelt behind her. In the next heartbeat, he fully seated his cock on the first thrust. He barely gave her a chance to adjust to his size. He drew back and began to piston in and out at a fast and furious pace.
He then slid his right hand around her hip and down to her hard, wet clit. When he took the knotted-up flesh between two fingers and began to massage it, Goldie lost the ability to focus on anything but the erotic pleasure that filled her.
“Come for me, baby girl,” Caleb whispered in her ear before taking the lobe between his teeth and nibbling gently on it. “Come with me.”
At the same time, his cock moved even faster, thrusting even harder and deeper. When his fingers pinched her clit between them, she screamed as her orgasm exploded. He slammed home twice more before holding himself fully inside her. She felt the heat of his cum as it filled her and that rolled her into a second orgasm.
As she slowly descended back to Earth, she felt him suckle at the side of her neck. She smiled when she realized he was marking her as she had him during their previous lovemaking.
He rested heavily against her back, but she held them both up as they caught their breath. He eased from her core and sat back on his heels, pulling her to sit in hi
s lap for another few minutes until the water began to roll over their legs.
“Come on, baby girl, we need to get you back to the bar,” he said, helping her to stand up again.
She did not say anything as they walked back to his clothes, but he could once again feel her thinking hard. Once he was neatly redressed, she took his hand and led him back toward the village. Once they passed through the fence, she turned and walked along it toward his cottage.
“This isn’t the way back to the bar,” he said as he followed her, trying not to stare too hard at her naked form.
“You’re right, but I do need something to wear or the island might get a reputation as a nudist colony,” she pointed out.
“Oh, yeah, I guess,” he said. “But to cover up such a sexy body, now that’s a crime.”
Looking up at him, Goldie’s amber eyes blazed in the moonlight. She reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone. Dialing it, she held it to her ear and waited for it to connect. “Diamond? Tell Cash to cover the rest of my shift. I’m going to spend the rest of the weekend with my mate. Uh-huh. Yeah. Okay. Thanks. Oh, and tell Grandfather that the trespassers were back and we’re going to have to do something about patrolling the pack lands until we catch them. Yes, they took a shot at me and Caleb. No, we’re fine.”
After turning the phone off, she returned it to his pocket. She then took an extra few seconds to stroke the renewed erection she found there.
“Mmmm, mine,” she murmured, wrapping her fingers around the tip then using it to pull Caleb with her as she headed toward his cottage. “Come along, mate of mine. I’ve got the rest of the weekend off and nothing to do except spend time with my new favorite playmate.”
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All thoughts of boats and shooters and questions about shape-shifters and future danger fled Caleb’s mind as he willingly allowed his mate to lead him back to his cottage. Since they were outside the bedroom, he would allow her to be the boss. For now. In a few minutes they would be behind closed doors, and he would be in charge. His brain whirled as he began making plans for what to do next with his black-haired beauty.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Cooper McKenzie always thought she had been born a hundred years too late, but appreciates air conditioning, computers, and other conveniences of modern-day living. She enjoys the slower pace of New Bern, North Carolina, as well as the history and small-town community found there. In addition to dreaming up her next story, Cooper enjoys reading everything except scary books, singing in her church choir, and needle-weaving.
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