first time since he’d met her, the scent of her lust had nearly bowled him over.
Then they were all over each other. Touching, kissing, groping like two teenagers. That night had been the first night they’d had sex too. After she’d made him promise that whatever was going on between them wouldn’t affect her job if things ended. She’d made him swear and when he’d given his word, the trust he’d seen in her eyes had nearly undone him.
After he’d tasted her, he’d known she was it for him. He wasn’t sure how he knew, but his inner wolf and his human side had been in full agreement. Talia was the only one for him.
He hadn’t realized he’d covered the distance between them but suddenly he was standing directly in front of her. Reaching out, he cupped her smooth cheek and thankfully she didn’t pull away.
Her arms dropped from their defensive stance but nervousness filled her gaze. “I can’t do this with you.” There was a desperation in her voice that shredded his insides.
God, had he treated her so bad this past month? But deep down he knew he needed to make some changes and actually show her how much she meant to him. “I can smell your desire.”
For a fraction of a second she looked confused, then she shook her head. Her lips pulled up in slight amusement. “You so cannot,” she whispered, but she didn’t pull away when he leaned even closer.
Oh, but he could. It made his canines ache with the need to take her hard and fast and sink his canines into the soft flesh of her neck and mark her as his. That need had been building inside him from the moment they’d met. He’d always held off, kept his control. Until now. Now he was barely hanging on.
Knowing Talia might walk away from him, something dark inside him told him to claim her, mark her. Take what he wanted before it was too late. But he couldn’t. Not if he wanted to live with himself.
Wordlessly, he kept moving until his lips touched hers. When she moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck, something primal inside him calmed. At least she still wanted him physically. If he had to use that to his advantage, so be it.
Her tongue dipped inside his mouth frantically as their bodies meshed and his own tongue fervently stroked against hers. As her fingers dug into his shoulders, he blindly reached for the hem of her top. “I need to see you,” he rasped out.
Now probably wasn’t the time or place but he hoped Max had enough sense to deter anyone from coming to the cooler. If he didn’t, Grant would be kicking some serious ass later.
In seconds he had her tank top pulled over her head. Sucking in a breath, he stared at the lace cups covering her small breasts. It didn’t matter that he’d seen them too many times to count, every time she bared herself to him, his entire body flared to life. He wanted to take all she had to offer, then give her the pleasure she deserved.
“We can’t do this in here.” Talia’s urgent whisper brought his gaze back up to her face. Her green eyes were wide but he could see the lie in her eyes. She wanted this as much as he did.
Keeping his eyes on her, he reached behind her and unclasped the bra. Sliding it down her arms, he sucked in another breath once those perfect pink nipples were revealed to him. They were rock hard, probably partially from the cold, but the hitch in her breathing and the increase in her heartbeat told him how turned on she was. And she didn’t make a move to cover herself as he tossed the bra away.
“I own this place, sweetheart. We can do whatever the hell we want.” In his lust-clouded brain he figured those were the most words he was going to get out tonight.
Letting out a low moan, he lowered his head to her breast. Without pause, she arched her back giving him better access. As he licked and teased her nipple, her grip on his shoulders increased.
She dug her nails into him harder and when he sharply tugged on the hardened bud, a shiver rolled