met his. Fascinated, he watched them turn darker in color as her breath hitched. Her pulse thumped against her neck, and he had an almost overwhelming urge to lick it.
“Later.” His voice roughened with the intensity of the promise. “Right now, we have rogues to catch. And because of you, I’m at a heightened awareness.”
“Which is a good thing, I assume.” Sinuous, she shifted against him, eliciting a groan he couldn’t contain. “Hmm, yes it is.”
Sara rolled her eyes at them, although an indulgent smile lifted her lips.
“Come on. I’ll take the back stairs, the ones by the alley. You two check the lobby.” With that, Sara turned and wound her way through the boisterous bar crowd, deftly avoiding the pleadings of more than a few men for a dance. She did, however, reward more than one of them with a sultry glance. Kieran recognized a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to show it. It was also the sign of a healthy Pack, when the females were strong and sure.
He appreciated even more that Lily wanted him, only him, and showed it with her every lingering finger stroke and quickened pull of breath. She was as strong and sure as any member of her Pack. She just needed to remember that herself.
Lily gently tugged away, and he finally let her, rising at the same time so they were still body to body when she was on her feet. The top of her head came to just about his nose, which was the perfect angle for a kiss.
She must have thought the same thing, because she tipped her chin up so she could meet his lips with hers. She tasted like sweet spice: cinnamon sprinkled with nutmeg and a liberal dash of cayenne pepper to top it all off. Pressing herself into him, letting her curves mold against his hard edges, Lily took his exploring kiss and gave it back with an eagerness that again had his cock leap. Oh, yeah, she was soft, but taut muscles rolled under her silky skin. She’d kept herself in shape, despite what Sara had said.
“Come on,” Lily murmured after a long, lost moment. Her hands worked on his neck, teasing and curling and stroking. Tantalizing chills ran from Kieran’s head all the way down to his toes, then back again. “Let’s go kick some rogue ass.”
“Mm,” he answered. The intoxicating sweet musk of her personal scent played havoc with his brain. They had a job to do, but he still firmly held the image of turning her over and plunging into her, watching her match him stroke for stroke.
As if she could hear his thoughts, Lily’s sea-green eyes widened and her delicate nostrils flared. Her arousal swept off her in a wave ten times as strong as earlier. Kieran let a grin slide over his face.
Wordless, she nodded. Again, he saw her pulse ticking in her neck. Again, he wanted to lick it, to scratch his canines along it, to feel that life throb against his mouth. To know she trusted him at her most vulnerable point.
She turned to slip through the pheromones swirling with desperate intensity in the bar, heading for the low, sweeping staircase that led to the hotel’s lobby. Kieran saw more than one human male watch her with open assessment. He took in her pert rump, the flow of hair over her shoulders, the swing to her hips as she walked. Low rider jeans revealed smooth skin rising above her waist before disappearing beneath the tied ends of her long-sleeved shirt. He definitely approved of all that bare skin.
He felt cheated he was denied the full view of Lily’s naked body, though. His wolf snarled in soft agreement in his head as they entered the lobby. The rogues...they would be good prey. A good hunt, something to heighten the sensual roar igniting through him and his wolf both. Those rogues would pay for interrupting his time with the unbroken, sassy she-wolf whose touch he craved right now. And then some.
Sara lounged against the lobby’s reception counter, flirting with the human male behind it. The human’s expression revealed a bedazzled reaction to the woman