A smile curved her lips. “You better not even raise your voice at me, babe.” Her fingers drew lazy circles around his belly button, driving him insane. When they moved to his nipples, Wade hissed.
His cock stuck out from between his legs. “I can raise something and it’s pointed right at you.” He had to be inside Jetta, to ease the pain of the creature that would die for her.
“Shepherd’s Watch didn’t know about Victoria. Why couldn’t you smell her?”
“She discovered a way to disguise what she is with cinnamon. The woman reeks of it.” He moved his fingers to her nipples and played with the stiff peaks. Her chest rose and fell rapidly under his hand. Ripping his shirt from her, he sailed it across the room.
Jetta leaned into him, took his nipple into her mouth and teased it with her tongue. “You taste as good as you smell.”
“I smell something that needs my attention right now.” He rose to his knees and pushed her back on the floor.
A deep chuckle slipped from her mouth. “Now I know why that tongue feels so good. You like licking things.”
Lifting and spreading her legs wide, Wade said, “Baby, all of me feels good. I’ll show you later. Right now, I want this.” He dipped his head between her legs and lapped at the swollen folds that were already wet with her desire. “Mmm.” Moving his hand down, he used two fingers to enter her while he sucked and played with her clit.
Jetta bucked under him, pushing her hips high, letting him have everything he wanted. His tongue found and nudged the spot that would help take her over the edge. “Uh, Wade.” He twisted his fingers inside her, touched the glorious spot that made her screech in delight. “Ooh!”
“Come for us, honey.”
She did. Her pussy clenched on his fingers, and she moaned as she came. Her orgasm slipped past his probing fingers and coated his tongue.
Through Wade, the shepherd tasted the only woman he’d enjoy for the rest of its life. “Damn, Jetta.” He groaned the words between licks. He didn’t stop tasting her until she sighed.
“Enough,” she said. Standing, he bent and pulled her to her feet. Lifting her, he carried her upstairs. Her head rested against his shoulder, her hazel eyes locked with his. “Tell me more about this mating thing.”
He dropped her in the center of the bed and stretched out beside her. “We just learned about it with Ren and Margy.” Stroking her belly, he came to the scars which he touched with reverence. The pain she must have endured still rocked him to the core. “The doc will be in town next week. We’ll learn much more.”
“Your brother seemed pretty angry at Vic. He won’t hurt her or her brothers, will he?”
“Brothers?”
“You didn’t see those two big ass shepherds with her?”
He must have run off before they showed up. That explained why the evasive animals he had chased a couple times were always in Vic’s neighborhood. “No.” Why did they smell like dogs? They didn’t have the same scent as the shepherds or Victoria’s odor of cinnamon.
“Max scared them.”
“He’s alpha.” Wade grinned. “I think he’s getting ready to get his comeuppance. Vic’s going to give him a merry chase.”
“You think they’re mates?”
“I think so.” How in hell did his brother stand not taking the woman?
“Good. He’ll never hurt her.” Jetta snuggled her butt into his crotch, and his cock came to life, bumping against her ass. “Goodness, I don’t know if I can take more.”
“You can take it, baby.” He nudged the tip into the crease, touching the puckered rosette hidden there.
“Mmm, does feel good.” There was still so much to learn about each other, things to talk about, but for now, Jetta accepted him.
His shepherd lay quiet and at peace. “This is just the beginning.”
J. Hali Steele
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