Page 14 of Osiris: The Wolves
I will!
Juliette called out a quick goodbye before rushing from the bookstore and crashing right into Sigh’s broad chest. He gripped her arms to keep her from bouncing off his wall of muscles and chuckled. “In a hurry, sweet thing?”
She smiled, feeling that same wantonness that had made her go off the rails last night. Heat simmered between them. She knew if she took him home with her, that she was stepping forward into something more serious than a quick fuck or casual fling.
He looked at her like he couldn’t breathe right unless he was touching her.
And she felt the same way.
“I haven’t felt right since I ran off last night. I had just decided to come see you tonight and beg your forgiveness. I’m sorry, Sigh. I really am.”
“Just don’t run off on me again,” he said, pulling her close and kissing her. “I was going nuts last night.”
“My place?”
“Let’s go.”
He took her hand and they walked down the sidewalk, taking a left and heading toward Third Street.
“Tell me what it means to be truemates,” she said. “I don’t know much about shifters, and I’m feeling all sorts of things, but there’s a part of me that’s rebelling against how fast it is. Even though it also feels very right.”
He smiled down at her, his skin dappled by the sunlight through the trees that ran alongside the sidewalk. “I’ll tell you anything you want to know. So first of all, wolves have truemates. All shifters do, actually. The one person on the planet meant to be ours. When you walked in last night, my wolf felt you before I even knew what was going on. Then I saw you, and the only thing I wanted to do was take care of you and spend time with you.”
“I loved the burger. And watching you cook.”
“I’m a food-is-love guy. So be prepared to be cooked for a lot. I can do more than burgers, but they’re my specialty.”
“You’re really talented, I can see why The Amber Howl is so successful.”
They reached the split-double and she unlocked her door. He swept her up into his arms and carried her across the threshold. Kicking the door shut, he said, “Have we talked enough baby? Iwant to make you come again, but this time I want to taste you while you scream my name.”
She held his face, his stubble scratching lightly against her palms. “I’m yours, Sigh. Every inch of me.”
“Fuck yes.”
He carried her to the bedroom and laid her out on the bed, her legs dangling over the edge. He stood between her knees and gazed at her, his eyes morphing from brown to amber and back again. Planting one hand on the bed, he pulled her shirt up, baring her belly and then her bra. Her skin prickled as he leaned over and kissed the swells of her breasts.
Then he slipped his arm under her and lifted her upper body, drawing her to him for a kiss that devastated her senses. He stroked her skin, slipping his fingers inside her bra and playing with her nipples as he sucked on her tongue with a growl rumbling in his chest. She was panting hard when he eased from the kiss and grabbed the hem of her shirt tugging it up her body and tossing it behind him.
He pulled his off, and she got her first good look at him.
Stars! Was there a more perfectly built man in the world?
Muscles on top of muscles, broad shoulders, and a trim waist, and she knew she hadn’t been imagining the thick cock that now strained his jeans.
He undid her bra and drew it off her, then he cupped one of her breasts and lowered his head to suck her nipple into his mouth. She let her head fall back with a moan as electricity shot up her spine from the contact. Sinking her hands into his thick, soft hair, she groaned. “Your mouth is deadly.”
He chuckled and let her nipple slip from his lips. “Just for you, baby.”
He cupped her other breast, holding it for his wicked mouth, sucking on it like it was his favorite piece of candy, until shewas writhing in his hold, her skin on fire and her nerve endings singing.
He kissed his way up to her lips, and laid her back down, and then he straightened and undid her jeans, tugging them and her panties down her legs. He stepped back and took off her shoes and socks, swiftly divesting her of everything.
When he rose between her spread legs, she could feel the cool air against her heated folds, and she knew she was soaking wet. He growled hungrily, toed off his boots, and shucked his jeans.
And then she gasped.
She’d felt his erection last night through his jeans, but seeing it?
