She could hear that he was smiling and felt her lips curl in response. Though she kept her head buried in his shoulder.
“I haven’t been with a female in a very long time. I’m seriously attracted to you.” He paused, squeezing her hips with his big, very warm hands. “I’m a bit worried about how long I’m going to last so I think it would be better if I touched you first. I would really like to kiss you as well. Once you’ve come a couple of times, we can start thinking about actual sex…if that’s okay with you?”
A couple of times? A couple? As in more than one? Hell yes!! “Okay. Let’s maybe start with the kissing part.” She pulled away from his chest, her eyes immediately zoned in on his full bottom lip. Yum! She wanted at it.
“Sorry about the whole den reference. I don’t know anything about shifters. Up until today, I didn’t really believe that you existed. I thought that folks from Sweetwater were a little crazy,” she muttered the last.
His eyes moved to her lips as she spoke so she licked them, feeling a little self conscious.
“You might want to take those off.” He touched the side of her glasses.
“Oh…yeah.” She removed them and Tyler took them from her, stretching to put them on the table.
His golden gaze moved to hers once again. “Actually, we do have a couple of dens nestled in the mountains close to our village. However, we live our day to day lives very much like you do here in Sweetwater.”
“Only you change into wolves and growl and bite…” Thankfully she was nearsighted so she could still make out his gorgeous features.
“Yep…we also like to hunt. We change into wolves to hunt or in order to patrol our vast territories. We have several villages and move between them.” His eyes were still on her lips.
“When do you use the dens? Do you use them to rest during hunts? Or when you move from village to village?”
Tyler shook his head. “There is no resting when one of the dens is in use. It’s where we take our females if they are in heat.”
She raised her brows. “Why would you take them away from your regular home if they are in heat?”
He smiled, locking eyes with her. “If a mated couple decides that they want a pup, they will go to the dens during a female’s heat because of the noise. We have emergency cabins on the outskirts of the village, but it is more private to use a den. The noise can be hectic.”
“Noise…as in?” Surely not? He couldn’t be serious.
“A mated couple will rut often. Males of our species are highly vocal. We find that human females are just as vocal, if not more so.”
She felt her mouth round in an O.
“I can’t wait to see how vocal you are, Jackie.” His voice was gravelly.
She shook her head. “No…I…”
Then he lowered his mouth and swallowed her words. His lips were just as soft as they looked. His kiss was softer. For such a big, brute of a man, it was gentle and slow. Tyler moved back just the tiniest bit and slanted his mouth back across hers but in the opposite direction to how they had started. It was like he was testing and tasting her. Soft. Slow. Careful. His tongue brushed across her lips, not entering her mouth even though she had opened for him.
He groaned and pulled her flush against him. The sheet was bunched between them. Jackie could still feel his hard length pressing on her thigh. He was a really big guy. Maybe it was a good thing that they were going to take it slow. That kind of equipment could hurt a girl.
When he finally did deepen the kiss, it was her turn to groan. It turned out that shifters could kiss. His hands slid around to cup her ass, which suddenly felt dainty in his big grip. He gave a squeeze and she groaned again while arching herself against him like a cat in heat.
Cat. She almost laughed. He was, after all, part canine.
One of his hands slipped under her shirt and rubbed up her back in soft strokes that might have lulled her to sleep if his mouth wasn’t devouring hers. His teeth nipping at her lips. Her breath was ragged and uneven. Her blood was rushing full force through her veins.
Just when she thought they would make out all night… a prospect that didn’t enthuse her throbbing clit…he quit stroking her back and slid his hand around to cup her breast.
Just like he’d done with her mouth, he first seemed to size her up. To check her fit against his palm. To cup her weight a little more firmly before gently rolling her nipple between his fingers. Her bra was in the way but it still felt good enough that her toes curled and her eyes squeezed closed.
He broke their kiss on a ragged groan. “You are going to drive me insane.” He growled, lowering his head to nip at her breast through her sweater. Thankfully the garment was lightweight.
She squealed right up until he closed his mouth over her already hard nipple. Another soft nip had her moaning his name. She threaded her fingers in his hair to drag him closer.
“I want at them.” He whispered as he pulled her sweater up and bunched the fabric under her chin.
There was a pull on the cups of her bra and his hot mouth closed over her nipple. She could feel the pull between her legs. It was sharp and surprising. Another suck had her drawing in another ragged breath. Her panties were soaking. Zings of pleasure shot from her nipples to her core in startling succession. “Jesus…oh god...” She moaned. Was it possible to come from nipple stimulation alone?
Tyler chuckled. “Receptive and vocal. I like that in a female.”
“I’m not vocal, I—”
He closed his mouth over her nipple and she was forced to suck back the rest of her reply.
Chapter Six
He cupped her pussy through the layers of clothing and she writhed against him, groaning softly.
Not vocal.
Not vocal his ass. This female was seriously receptive and even more vocal. He loved every sigh, every groan, every drawn out moan. He couldn’t wait to hear her when she was in the throes of passion. Couldn’t wait to hear her gasping for breath when his dick hit every nerve ending inside her.
Her tits were heaven fucking sent. Lush as fuck. Soft, silky skin tipped with hard, plump nipples. Pink and juicy. He sucked on one while he unbuttoned her jeans. Then moved to the other while he slipped his hand into her pants and palmed her mound through the cotton.
“So fucking wet,” he growled.
She mewled and arched into his hand. It was hard to believe that a female like her hadn’t had sex in years. Years. No wonder she was ready to come from a few simple touches and caresses.
He slipped his fingers down the side of her underwear and let his tips skim her slit.
“Ohhhhhh,” she groaned. Her eyes were wide, her hands clasped his shoulders. Her sweater was bunched up. Her breasts pushed up above her bra. Her hair mussed. More out of the ponytail than in. Her cheeks were flushed. So damned sexy it made him want to turn her around, pull her jeans to her knees and fuck her senseless.
He somehow managed to refrain, but only just. Her scent was driving him wild. He needed to take the edge off of her, then he would taste her. Then he would fuck her and in that order.
He growled as he pushed a finger inside her. Even though she was tight as fuck, her flesh parted easily, her sheath sucked on him, begging him almost as much as her sweet mouth.
“Oh god, yes…yes…please…” Her lips were parted, her breath came in short little pants.
“Is this what you need?” He finger fucked her in slow, easy strokes.
She shook her head, making mewling noises. “More.” A low moan that had his dick twitching and his sacks throbbing.
Using his free hand, he worked her jeans down her thighs while moving in and out of her. Just as he was about to rub on her clit with his thumb, a move that would have had her coming for sure, her phone began to ring.
She froze, even her pussy muscles closed around his finger squeezing the hell out of him. Tyler had to groan. Fuck. To think he’d offered to pull out. What was he thinking?
“I have to get that.” She
swallowed hard, trying to catch her breath.
With extreme reluctance, he removed his hand and let her move away so that she could grab her phone.
She answered like a true professional, even listing her full name.
Jackie listened for a few seconds. “Um…I had to run for the phone…I’m fine…just a little out of breath…” Her chest still heaved and her cheeks turned from flushed to a deep red. Tyler had to smile.
She righted her bra and pulled her shirt down as she listened. Then she grabbed her glasses and put them back on.
A crying fucking shame. He could look at her tits all day and night. He could make a marathon out of it and still not tire.
“What is she doing?” Jackie’s face became serious. “Aside from the shivering and vomiting.”
More listening, her face drew into a frown. “Has she eaten anything strange? Maybe something that she shouldn’t have?”
The person on the other end answered that they didn’t think so. The other female sighed. “I’m really worried about her. This isn’t like Queen at all…not at all.” It sounded like an elderly female. “I have no logical explanation. I’m very worried.”
“Maybe you should bring her in then.”
“I’m already outside…are you here?” There was a hopeful edge to her voice. “I see that the lights are on.”
Jackie looked at him for the first time and pulled a pained expression. “Yes, I am. I’ll come through and let you in. I locked up earlier.”
“Thank you.” Definite relief tinged her voice.
Jackie ended the call. “I’m sorry. It’s an emergency. I have—”
“Relax. I understand. You go and do what needs to be done…I’ll be here…waiting…” He bobbed his brows at her. “I plan on finishing what we started. Don’t start over thinking this while you’re gone.”
Her heart quickened and she licked her lips. She held his gaze for the longest time before nodding her head. “Okay. I’m sure it’s just a false alarm. Queen probably just ate something she shouldn’t have or she’s picked up a little tummy virus or something.”
“I’ll catch a nap so that I bring my A-game when you get back.” He grinned, watching as she blushed some more. Such a honey, he couldn’t wait to hear her moan some more. Lots fucking more if he had anything to say about it.
He stretched out on the bed and made himself comfortable. Hopefully his dick would settle down soon. He could still scent the sweet, little human. Could still feel her soft flesh beneath his hands. His current chain of thought wasn’t helping his hard on. Not in the least.
That was when he heard it. A loud whine. It was a horrible sound that tore at him. Queen was a dog and she was clearly in trouble. Tyler could hear her soft pants and whines.
“She’s been off her food.” The older female said.
Jackie made a sound of acknowledgement.
“Didn’t even touch breakfast. I found her hiding in my walk-in closet. She was shivering and whining. She even growled at me when I put a leash on her. It’s not like her, and I’m so worried. Just look at her, Doctor.”
Jackie made a humming noise. “Yeah, she’s sweating and doesn’t look comfortable at all. Did she only vomit once?”
“Yeah. I finally managed to get her out of that danged closet and she threw up in the hallway. That’s when I decided to bring her right over.”
“Let’s get her up on the table so that I can examine her.”
The dog growled and then whined.
“Queen,” her owner said in a harsh authoritative voice. “Bad girl.”
Tyler frowned. The growl had not been aggressive in any way. The animal was afraid.
“That’s okay, Helen. I’ll examine her right here. I don’t want to upset her any more than she already is.” There was a pause. “Easy girl.” Jackie spoke in a soft soothing tone.
Tyler heard the teeth gnashing and another deep, whine. Followed by even louder teeth gnashing.
“Why is she biting at herself? What’s wrong with my Queen?” The owner sounded downright hysterical.
Tyler scanned the room, noticing a closet in the corner. He eased out of bed and grimaced as he put weight on his broken leg. He still ached, pretty much all over, but for the most part his bones were knitting and any soft tissue injuries were well on their way.
He limped to the closet and pulled it open. There were lab coats and a set of green shapeless clothing. He grabbed the pants and pulled them on. Wincing as he eased the fabric over his aching limb. The bottoms came to mid calf and they were tight as fuck but at least he was covered. He pulled out the matching green top but shook his head. There was no way in hell it was fitting, so he shoved it back inside and closed the door.
The bitch growled, a warning this time.
“No, Queen, don’t do that.” Her owner chided.
“Shhhhhh, Queen. That’s a good girl.” Jackie cooed. “I’m almost done.”
The dog whined in response.
“What’s wrong with her?” The woman practically begged. “Please?”
“Oh,” Jackie sighed. “I believe I know what—”
“I don’t mean to barge in.” Tyler said as he walked into the room. “But I thought you might need an extra set of hands.”
The elderly female’s eyes bugged right out of her skull and she made a squeaking noise that came from somewhere in the back of her throat.
There was a hitting noise and when he turned to where the dog was lying on her side, Tyler noticed that she was wagging her tail. Such a sweet dog.
Jackie’s mouth fell open in an all out gape. “What? Why?...Um…I’m not sure you…”
“I’m Tyler.” He threw a wide smile at the older female. Her eyes were wide and her skin was a tad pale.
“He’s visiting from out of town.” Jackie’s eyes were just as wide. “He flew in this morning actually. His…um…his…” She paused. “Bag…yes bag…got lost in transit. There was an accident and his clothes are being…um…washed.”
“Oh.” The elderly female nodded her head. “That would explain your attire or lack thereof.” Her cheeks heated.
The thumping noise grew louder. The dog was panting really hard.
“She”—Tyler gestured towards the dog—“wants to be left alone, but she’s really afraid so I don’t think it’s a good idea.” He looked at Jackie and then at the owner.
“Helen, this is Tyler. Tyler…this is Helen.” The elderly female nodded in his direction, then she frowned. “Do you speak dog or something? How do you know what she wants?”
“Tyler is a dog whisperer,” Jackie blurted. “He’s really good.” She widened her eyes at him, telling him to shut up.
He nodded. “Yep.”
Helen gave him a long, hard stare before her gaze finally softened. “What’s wrong with her?”
Tyler shrugged. “I’m not sure. All I know is that she is in pain and afraid at the same time, it’s like she’s meant to be this way because she’s resigned herself to it.”
“To what?” Helen clasped a hand to her neck. “She’s not dying is she?”
“No, Helen.” Jackie reached over and touched the other female on the arm. “She’s pregnant. She’s about to give birth. I could feel the pups when I examined her a minute ago. That’s why she’s in pain and wants to be left alone. It’s normal.”
The older female made a choking noise. “No. It’s impossible. Queen is only one year old. She’s too young to be a mother.”
“She is really young, but I assure you that she was more than capable of becoming pregnant.”
“Check her again.” Helen shook her head. “She hasn’t been anywhere near a male dog. It’s not possible I tell you.”
Queen whined, once again snapping at her flanks. Tyler could see how her belly was pulling tight.
“She’s having a contraction.” Jackie said, confirming what it was he was looking at. “These puppies are coming, Helen. Somewhere, somehow, a male got in with her. Look at the discharge on her vulv
a, as well as her nipples. They are pink and distended.”
“I thought she was eating too much. Her belly has been a bit big.” Helen let out a deep sigh. “I told Harold just the other day that we needed to put her on a diet.”
“Her belly is definitely rounded, but it’s not all that big. If you weren’t looking for the changes, then it would be normal to miss them.”
“We thought that she was maturing. We never dreamed…” She clasped both hands over her mouth.
“I’m going to fetch some towels. We need to get her more comfortable. I think that it’s best that we keep her here until the babies come. I don’t think we will have too much longer to wait.”
Tyler took a step forward. “I’ll get them. I saw them in the closet earlier.”
Jackie huffed out a breath and gave him a smile of gratitude. “Thanks.”
Chapter Seven
Helen crouched down in front of Queen, who growled. “Now, now, Queen.” She tried to pet her dog but Queen nipped at her. Helen yanked her hand away.
“She’s in a lot of pain and like Tyler said, she’s really scared right now. It’s probably best if we don’t try and touch her. She’s practically still a puppy herself.”
Helen nodded. Her frown deepened. “I can’t stand to see her like this. I’m worried. Will this be more difficult for her because of her age?”
“There is no need for worry. At this stage everything looks normal. Eighteen to twenty four months is more ideal but at one she is mature enough to handle it.” She gave what she hoped was a reassuring smile to the other woman just as Tyler walked in with his arms full. He had all the towels and an old blanket.
Queen’s tail wagged when she caught sight of him. He moved next to the dog and made a bed using the blanket, which he covered with towels. She was happy that he didn’t use all of them.
“Poor baby.” Tyler put his hand out to stroke her.
“No, I…” Jackie shut her mouth as Queen pushed her head into his hand. She whined softly before licking his fingers.
“Sheesh,” Helen huffed. “He sure does have a way with dogs.” She spoke more to herself so Jackie didn’t respond. She watched as Tyler carefully picked up the retriever, placing her on the makeshift bed. Tyler positioned himself at her head.
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