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  He’d spent what seemed to Ava like forever in there. She’d then guessed what he was buying and knew it meant that they were going to have sex. She remembered what Nick’s cock had felt like in her hand. The feel of his size and hardness had made her grow more excited as the night wore on. She’d had an uncomfortable walk from the car to her room due to the dampness in the crotch of her panties.

  Since that incident all those years ago—yes, she still referred to it as that and always would—she hadn’t been the type of woman who slept with a guy on date number one. But she’d never met anyone quite like Nick. There was something about him she couldn’t put her finger on. Plus, she was only in town for a short time until this stupid dead-end assignment came to its conclusion. She was going to make the most of being around a good-looking man who took her out for a meal and bought her flowers. No one had ever bought her flowers on a first date before.

  Nick ran his finger down the side of her face before leaning in and kissing her. She didn’t, as he’d predicted, detect any garlic on his breath, but instead a pleasant minty odor followed by his tongue passing over the threshold of her lips and then into her mouth. She reciprocated and soon their tongues were getting acquainted and clearly enjoying one another’s company.

  She ran her hands through his hair. Thickest she’d ever touched—wavy with a little coarseness to it. Almost like a fur pelt. He pushed his hand up under her sweater, quickly finding her right breast. He squeezed it, turning her nipple into a hard little nub that ached for more of his attention.

  Could we speed things up?

  Hopefully she hadn’t said that out loud but she had warned him about chocolate’s effect on her libido. He kissed her again. Hurry, please hurry. She didn’t know why she was in such a rush because normally her main complaint with guys was their lack of consideration of foreplay, often resulting in a dry pussy that hurt like hell when the real fun began.

  Tonight that wasn’t the problem. Just the opposite in fact. She was literally dripping, causing both her panties and pants to become soggy. He playfully bit her lip before pulling away.

  “I want to get you out of this sweater and bra,” he said.

  She wanted that too. Ava was about to help him lift it upward, when he held her hands preventing her from going any further.

  “Allow me,” he said.

  He eased it up and over her body with such finesse that she guessed he’d had had lots of practice with undressing women. Nick tossed it to one side, also with a pizzazz that seemed to say, I’m an expert at this sort of thing.

  “Secures at the front,” he said putting his hands on the front of her bra. “I like it.”

  He’d figured out that a bow concealed the clasp and with one hand popped it open. Seemed he was just as adept at doing that as he was with removing a woman’s sweater.

  Cool air touched her chest as the sides of the bra fell away and hung like two holsters on her shoulders. Did he like what he saw? Had he already realized that she was no skinny Lizzie? She didn’t take her gaze off Nick as he pushed the sides of the bra completely away from her body and studied her.

  “You’re beautiful,” he said, touching her nipples so gently it was almost like he thought they’d break.

  They went hard and her panties grew even wetter. Nick pushed the bra off her shoulders before encouraging her down on the bed. He climbed up on it and got beside her. He played with her nipples some more before putting his lips around the left one and sucking it. She played with his hair some more, twirling the ends around her fingers as he flicked his tongue, almost like a gentle whip across her nipple.

  He stopped and looked up at her while letting his hand glide over her stomach, not taking his eyes from her as he unzipped her pants, pushed his hand inside them and her undies, and cupped his hand over her crotch.

  Soon his fingers made their way down into her curls and began teasing her clit. He kissed her lips before nuzzling her neck. Maybe she’d been wrong about wanting him to hurry. She suddenly liked his slow foreplay. He touched her clit, twirling his thumb around the very edges of its circumference. Exciting it in a way no man had ever done. Ava squeezed her butt cheeks together, feeling the beginning of her climax brewing. She’d very seldom had one of those before the main act. She liked this man more with each passing second.

  Nick kissed her again, this time pushing his tongue over her lips, massaging her clit at a speed she didn’t think possible. She squeezed her eyes shut, felt the climax begin in her toes, working its way upward, and then wham.

  “Oh shit, that was good. What do you do for an encore?” she asked.

  “That’s nothing compared what’s coming your way,” he said.

  She creamed more on each of those words. Got excited that his voice sounded deeper and almost huskier.

  “Let’s get you out of the rest of your clothes so I can take a good look at you,” he said, tugging at them.

  She’d be glad to be rid of them too. They were wet and getting more uncomfortable by the second. Ava lifted her butt allowing him to pull her clothes and underwear down her legs.

  Did he like what he saw? She’d been on the heavy side since she was a kid. She’d eaten as a way to deal with the pain of her mother leaving, hearing her father cry himself to sleep every night for two years after her sudden disappearance from their lives. Eating as way to comfort herself and make up for the loss in her life. She’d gained weight and been teased and taunted in elementary school, but she’d done her best to ignore them, but high school had been a different hurdle. She was suddenly a teenager, aware of her body and her looks so when she’d gained the attention of the best-looking guy in the school she’d honestly thought he was interested in her and didn’t care what she looked like.

  Don’t think about it now. You’re with a guy who isn’t like that bastard. This one’s different. Trust him. This isn’t a dare.

  Nick parted her legs, soon twirling his fingers through her folds until she groaned.

  “You have a gorgeous pussy,” he said, his voice deep and sexy.

  Just how many had he’d seen? No, she didn’t want to know. He was hot and handsome, tall and rich, and even if this was a one-time fuck she was going to enjoy every second of it.

  He pushed his finger inside her, taking her by surprise, making her grasp because it felt so damn good. Was the excessive wetness giving her away? Would he think her untouched and needy? Telltale signs of a woman who hadn’t been fucked in forever?

  Nick sat up and took off his sweater, tossing it onto the chair near the bed.

  Those muscles; those arms.

  Had she swooned? Was she dreaming?

  She put her palm flat against his upper belly. It was almost as if she was pushing it against a brick wall. A very sexy brick wall. She let her hand slip south, soon finding the top of his fly. His erection strained against it, making it a difficult task to open up his pants.

  Nick put his hands on hers and helped her push it down while allowing her a glimpse of his boxers. Plain blue with the gap in them showing her some of his cock. Just as she’d thought when she squeezed it during their dinner date, it was thick and gorgeous. She could hardly wait for him to be inside her. In fact, her pussy quivered just thinking about welcoming it.

  Nick got up on his knees and pushed both his pants and boxers down and then slid onto his butt, lifted his legs, and took off the clothing. He did that with such finesse too. He did everything so damn perfectly.

  Ava flopped back on the bed, seeing him reach for the condom. He’d set it near the pillow and she hadn’t even seen him sneak it under there. She focused once again on his cock. It was gorgeous. A pure work of art with a tiny bead of pre-cum clinging to his tip as he removed the condom from the foil package and began rolling it up his dick.

  A dream man, that’s how she’d sum him up. She pinched herself. Nick had to have one fatal flaw, a deal breaker, but as he slid his cock inside her she couldn’t think what that could possibly be.

  Chap
ter Seven

  He’d been with lots of other women before, so how come being inside Ava felt like this was his first time having sex? It was just that thrilling and new to him. And apart from that awful rubber thingy on his dick, he was in heaven. She was tight, warm, very slick, and her pussy clung to his cock like she never wanted him to leave. He loved her clit too. First one he’d ever seen in person. It, like her pussy, was hot and slick. Touching it was yet another way it drove a human woman crazy. These human guys had everything on their side when it came to pleasuring females.

  Nick hoped he wouldn’t disappoint Ava in any way. He closed his eyes and drove deeper and faster, hearing her finally mumble and groan. She lifted her legs higher, wrapping them around his butt, causing him to slide in oh so deep. Ava dug her nails into his biceps.

  “Fuck me harder,” she whispered.

  He could definitely do that.

  “Don’t worry about hurting me,” she added.

  Nick stopped moving his body and instead concentrated on just moving his cock inside Ava. He let it vibrate against her pussy walls and soon she was crying out, her body bucking against his as he tried to hold her still knowing she’d enjoy it a whole lot more that way. He almost wanted to laugh as he pleaded with him.

  “Shit, what are you doing to my pussy…I don’t care what it is just give me more.”

  He tried to hold her still again, but she wasn’t having any of it. Her juices poured from her like she had a constant stream flowing onto her thighs and hoped that meant he’d taken her over the top. He concentrated some more, putting his dick into high gear as she began thrashing about and groaning. The shout she gave echoed around the room and soon people in the next room were banging on the wall.

  “Hey, you want to keep it down in there? Some of us are trying to get some rest.”

  He almost wanted to laugh but instead he drove into her deeper and found his own release. She milked him and he hovered above her until his climax subsided and then he pulled out. Her heart was beating double time. Boom, boom, and boom. The scent of her arousal filled the air, making him hard within seconds of his last release. She turned onto her side and looked at him before running her hands down over his navel.

  “Is this a new erection or a hard-on from the last round of sex?” she asked him.

  “New erection,” he said, only wishing he could explain to her what he was and why he wasn’t like human men and could pleasure her nonstop or all night if that’s what she really wanted.

  “Shit, just give me a few minutes to get my breath back and you can fuck me again.”

  She leaned over and kissed him. “The only thing that’s beat inside me that fast before has been my vibrator,” she said, sounding like she’d run a long distance race.

  A vibrator. Something a shifter woman never had to buy.

  She grabbed his cock while kissing him.

  “You got another condom handy?” she asked him.

  He reached over and grabbed a foil package. She took it from him, tore it open, and rolled it onto his cock.

  “I want some more of the same, but this time take me from behind.”

  He liked the sound of that. A wolf’s favorite way to fuck their newly found mate. She got off the bed, turned around, and wiggled her ass at him. She had to be his mate. Only an intended female offered their butt like that to a wolf.

  “Bet you can’t catch me,” she shouted.

  She quickly disappeared around the alcove near the bathroom.

  If she only knew how much a wolf loved to hunt a woman down, especially for sex.

  Oh yeah, I’ve found my mate at last.

  ****

  Ava wiggled her ass as she sensed Nick was about to catch her. She’d never been fucked like that before and she wanted him to do it again and again and again, until she couldn’t walk. Maybe couldn’t even see straight.

  She laughed as he slapped her butt and pushed her up against the door. Her cheek met with its cold metal. Her breasts were squeezed against the paneling. He ran his finger down her crack while nipping at the nape of her neck. He had some sharp teeth, almost as razor sharp as her cat’s. Nick pushed his finger inside her pussy, wiggling it and making her giggle as he kissed her neck.

  “You ready?” he whispered.

  “Am I ever.”

  He pulled his finger out and quickly replaced it with his cock and because of its width and length it touched every little piece of her pussy. Nick pulled both her arms up and rested them against the door, playfully biting the back of her neck again as he began thrusting inside her.

  What had she done to deserve all this? Dinner and great conversation with a very nice, and might she add, charming man? Now off the charts sex? Maybe it was the universe making it up to her. The rough start in life, the humiliating incident, and now she’d found a wonderful man who was the opposite of the bastard who taken away so much from her.

  She dug her toes into the mat by the door, almost drooling on herself because he was making her whole body feel so damn good. He stopped moving, his cock vibrated against her pussy walls just like it had before. At first she’d thought she was imagining it but no doubt about it, this was for real.

  Ava sensed she might be going slightly cross-eyed. What the hell? How he did that? She didn’t know but she didn’t care, she just wanted more and more. And what was a little weird look to your eyes when your pussy felt this good?

  Ava edged backward, pressing into his body, screaming a little as a mini orgasm took her by surprise. She’d have to remember to keep the volume down this time around. No more neighbors banging on the wall but…

  Oh dear lordy, lordy—she bit her lip when she felt her orgasm building. She kicked the door with her toe feeling like her pussy was on fire but in a very good way.

  Nope, she couldn’t keep quiet. She’d challenge any woman to keep silent while Nick was inside them. Another climax was building and she pressed her lips against the cool metal hoping that would mask her scream.

  She was drooling, all down the door. And that wasn’t the only part of her body producing liquid. Her thighs were wet and sticky and he wasn’t about to let up. She kissed the door again as one more climax, ten times stronger than the last, overpowered her.

  Even her ovaries were singing. Yeah, she was pretty sure they were doing the happy dance. And if they could talk they’d probably encourage her to have a baby with this fine specimen of a man.

  She banged the door with her fists as he began thrusting again, almost lifting her off the floor. He bit her too. Those sharp teeth, but she didn’t mind one little bit. He slapped her ass making her come all over again and then she felt him explode inside her.

  They stayed together as one, their breathing almost in perfect harmony.

  “I need to go for a run,” he whispered in her ear.

  “Great idea, I’ll come with you.”

  “Nope, this is a guy sort of thing. I have to do it alone.”

  “You don’t strike me as a chauvinist.”

  “It’s not that.” He pulled out of her and she turned around to face him. “Maybe when I know you better I’ll be able to tell you.”

  She looked into those big beautiful eyes of his. So it was true. There was no such thing as the perfect man. The bubble had just burst. There was something he didn’t want her to know.

  He had a secret.

  Chapter Eight

  The wind swirled through his fur, ruffling it and allowing the cold air to bite into his skin. He’d had his first taste of the problems arising when you dated a human. He’d had sex so he needed to run as his wolf half. A shifter woman could have run with him. After a good fuck like that, she’d have felt the need too.

  His paws met with the ground and he ran faster, feeling the snow hit his pelt. This was wonderful and so good to be out in the woods on such a chilly night with the moon sneaking out from some clouds. It was what he was born to do. He stopped, raised his muzzle into the air, and howled.

  Two wolves howled
back, followed by what he guessed was a pack nearby responding to his call. Not fellow shifters but real one hundred percent wolves. He’d seen some up close near his cabin and they were often weary of him, obviously sensing that he didn’t smell quite like them. He’d alerted this nearby pack and he wasn’t in the mood to be checked out or possibly get into a battle with another alpha so he ran back toward the spot where he’d parked his car.

  Howls broke the silence again and he moved in top gear until he arrived back at his car. He relaxed his shoulders and chest and stretched allowing the slow transformation back into Nick the man. He got into the car and sat thinking for a bit. The sensible thing to do would be to drive home and forget about Ava, the human who he still had the nagging feeling was his intended mate.

  Could he forget about her?

  She fascinated him, he found her attractive, loved being around her, and not just because of the great sex they’d shared earlier that night. He could have sex with anyone, but he’d felt a connection to her like no other woman he’d been with which meant mate. The woman you have to stick with through thick and thin, no matter what’s thrown your way. It was the code, the law, and that’s the way it was.

  How did the other guys who’d married humans work this out? He knew one problem they’d encountered was the deception. They’d not come clean about what they were from the beginning of their relationships and had almost lost their ladies. He wouldn’t make that mistake.

  However, what if he lost her before she hadn’t been offered the chance to know the real Nick—full-time regular guy, businessman, and yes, part-time wolf?

  What if she hated wolves?

  What if she thought he was crazy when he told her the truth?

  What if she reported him to a doctor and they locked him up. He couldn’t let the other shifters come to his rescue and put themselves in danger too.