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No need to go slowly for either of them. He needed the
release and she needed to taste his cum on her tongue. She leaned forward and
sucked just the head of his cock into her mouth. She moved her tongue around
the crown like a lollipop. A drop of pre-cum was already gathering in the slit.
She licked it off and savored the salty taste. A quick bob of her head took him
almost to the back of her throat. She sucked, hollowing her cheeks on the
upstroke. His scrotum tightened in her palm.

This isn’t going to take long.

She slid down his cock, moving rapidly up and down his shaft
with tightened lips. Gently she squeezed his balls and ran a finger from his
sac to his anus. His body tightened and a small gasp slid between his lips, but
he didn’t stop her as she lightly rubbed around his rosette. She hummed around
his cock. She could probably tuck a finger inside and really make him shoot,
but she didn’t want to push him too hard. She knew he was close when his hands
speared through her hair. He guided her and increased her movements, grunting
on each downstroke. His grip wasn’t painful but it was definitely demanding.

“God, Em. I’m going to come and you’re going to swallow all
of it,” he growled.

A couple more strokes inside her mouth and he held her
still, his cock as deep as it could get. He moaned her name just before his
cock jerked and cum washed across her tongue in waves. She swallowed and
reveled in the groan he let loose into the room as his cum poured down her
throat. It was hot, salty and bitter on her tastebuds, and she loved it. When
he pulled out of her mouth she licked the last little bit of release from the
tip of his cock.

Leaning back afforded her a view of a flushed and sated
male. Seth’s cheeks were pinked and it ran down his neck. His breathing was
still labored but slowing. His eyes were closed and his head was thrown back.
His muscles slowly relaxed. She grinned as she stood. He really was a
magnificent specimen. Too bad she couldn’t claim him for herself. At least not
yet.

Chapter Fourteen

“Come on. We’ll never make it home if you keep screwing around
up there,” Emily shouted up the stairs and tried to put a touch of anger in her
words. She didn’t really want to leave, but they had to. Seth needed to work in
the morning and she had business to do for her father. Already the anxiety of
life was bleeding back into her body. Even with all the drama of their weekend
she had been relaxed and finally able to be herself. Going home meant being on
guard all the time, ready for anything.

“Jeez. I’m coming.” Seth grumbled all the way down the
stairs. He couldn’t button his jeans and his shirts were fitting him too well.
Muscles bunched under smooth skin as he moved. He had changed so much since
Saturday morning. Two days really had taken an average human and built a
wonderfully yummy shifter body.

She took him in and whistled. “Wow, you sure look good, wolf
boy.”

His cheeks pinked and she thought again how adorably cute he
was when embarrassed. He dropped his duffle bag on the floor by the door and
stood with his hands in his pockets. Something was on his mind and she waited
him out. He would either say what was on his mind or he would swallow the
words. She was hoping for the swallowing part, because she had a feeling she
didn’t want to hear what he was going to say. When he looked up with
determination etched across his face she knew she wasn’t going to get her way.

“When we get back you aren’t going to let me see you, are
you?”

She sighed. “Not until after the pack run. Seth, you need to
be around others. Come for the run this weekend. Meet other males and females.
For your own benefit you need to sniff around the pack and see if anyone else
tickles your fancy.”

“I don’t want anyone else. My wolf doesn’t want anyone else.
Why can’t you just let us try this thing out?” His voice was laced with anger
and disappointment.

“Because I can’t let you throw your future away on the first
female you scented. If you really still want me after the run then we can
talk.” She took the three steps separating them and settled her hands on his
chest. “I can’t allow you to make one of the biggest decisions of your life
based on a weekend roll in the hay.”

Anger bloomed between them. He grabbed her around the waist
and pulled her against his chest. “You aren’t just a fucking roll in the hay. I
don’t care if you believe me or not. You are my mate.
Mine.
I know it
and you know it.”

“Let me go.” She whispered the command. He released her
immediately, sadness and regret playing across his face. She felt her emotions
echo his. “Look. Let’s just go home. I’m tired and I’m sure you are too. There
isn’t anything you can say that’s going to change my mind and I don’t think I
can change yours, which puts us at an impasse.”

“Fine. But we aren’t done, Emily Prescott. I’m not one of
your pups that you can force to leave you alone.” Seth picked up his bag and
stalked out of the cabin door. She couldn’t shake the feeling of loneliness
that raced through her body as she watched him walk away. Her wolf howled
mournfully in her head. She fully agreed with her inner animal.

Their ride was stressful and uncomfortable. She didn’t want
to disturb his brooding and he seemed content to remain silent with clenched
jaws and fists. The miles clicked along quickly. The closer to home they
traveled the more she dreaded dropping him off. She knew that what she was doing
was the right thing, but deep down she hated herself for it.

“Want to stop at Sal’s, get something to eat?” She actually
felt shy when she broke the silence. She wasn’t hungry at all but she needed to
stall the inevitable even if he was angry with her. If they could slow their
return home for an hour it would give her some more time in his presence. She
knew it was stupid but couldn’t help herself.

“Whatever,” he grunted. He didn’t even turn to look at her
when he responded.

She watched him from the corner of her eye and really had to
squash the intense feeling of loneliness that had settled in her heart. She was
stronger than this. She was the dreaded Emily Prescott, femme fatale of their
pack. She’d kicked the ass of almost every single male in the area. There was
no way she was letting this one cause her so much heartache. The pep talk
didn’t help—she still ached.

They pulled into Sal’s parking lot a few minutes later and
she still hadn’t got a handle on her emotions. Before she turned the Jeep off
she took a deep breath and buried her thoughts and feelings, throwing up her
guards and pushing everything down inside. She may feel weakened by the
weekend’s interactions with Seth but there was no way in hell she would let
anyone else sense that. The number of vehicles in the parking lot told her
there were quite a few of her pack members inside. It was none of their
business if she was sad.

“Holy crap. What is that smell?” Seth finally had a
different emotion on his face. Gone was the brooding anger. In its place was
concern and amazement.

“Welcome to what a diner smells like to a shifter. Can you
identify anything?”

“Yeah, like, everything. Fried stuff, coffee, burgers, the
garbage ‘round back. Jeez, I wasn’t hungry before but now I’m starving.” He
climbed out of the Jeep almost as if he were drawn to the diner. She grinned
and followed him.

When they entered the door she automatically scanned for
shifters and nodded to the few she wanted to acknowledge. Seth stopped two
steps inside the door, eyes wide, nostrils flared. She could see that his
muscles were tensing under his shirt. She stepped around him and walked to her
table. She knew he would follow but she glanced over her shoulder to make sure.
He moved with animal grace as he stalked behind her. She hadn’t seen him move
quite like that before and it gave her a spike of arousal. To see him walking,
head up, with the confidence and arrogance of an Alpha, made her bitch whimper
and pant. She was so screwed.

“So this is what you meant by scenting others?” He slid into
the seat opposite her and turned enough to see more of the dining room. “There
are a lot of shifters in here, aren’t there?”

She grinned and nodded. Everyone in the diner could hear
their conversation. She watched as a few heads, both male and female, turned in
their direction. She had already scented a few males who had noticed her when
they entered. Now there was a flavor of female lust in the air as some of the
single women scoped out Seth in all his beauty. She fought her inner beastie
because her wolf wanted to growl at them, stake her claim on him in public.

“Hey, Emily, how was your weekend?” Sal wandered across the
diner and stooped to hug her. He sniffed her just before standing with a wide
smile on his face. He chuckled. “Hmm, I can tell you had a good time.”

“Sal!” She could feel a blush color her cheeks. She swatted
at him playfully. “It was good to be at the cabin. I need to come out this way
more often. It’s so much more relaxing in the woods.”

“I bet it was relaxing.” Sal waggled his eyebrows and she
felt her blush deepen. “So, what are you havin’, other than this hunky male?”

Hell, she hadn’t thought about showering after sucking Seth
off and his scent must be on her. She hadn’t picked it up, but she was so used
to the way he smelled that she wasn’t surprised she hadn’t detected it.

“Sal, if you weren’t one of my father’s oldest friends I’d
hurt you.” She shook her head and laughed. “I’m getting a cheeseburger, rare
please, and fries.”

Sal turned his eyes to Seth and grinned widely. “Well, young
man, you look good. A weekend in the woods with her seems to have agreed with
you. Whatcha having?”

Seth had been watching the conversation with a mixture of
irritation and amusement on his face. When Sal addressed him he smoothed his
expression to be friendly but blank. “I’ll have what she’s having. Thanks.”

Sal walked away chuckling and Emily knew he was going to
call her father and give him the news. Great. Just what she wanted—for her
father to know she’d spent the weekend with Seth having a little nookie. She
couldn’t fault the old man. They’d all been trying to get her to pick a male
for years. They were like little old ladies, gossiping about any guy she even
looked at.

“What could he smell on you?” Seth’s voice was just above a
growl. She whipped around to glare at him. No one growled at her, especially
moody males.

“What do you think he could smell? I didn’t shower after my
little stress-reducing treatment. I smell of you.”

He grinned, the first she’d seen since that morning. He
grunted something she assumed meant “good” and turned to look over the people
in the diner again. His nose kept flaring as he sucked in smells. He was taking
the changes so well. She remembered the first time she’d walked into a crowded
room after her shifter traits had started to awaken. She’d run out with her
nose plugged after only a couple of minutes. How he was handling the food and
people smells was just amazing.

“So tell me. What do you smell?” She was curious to see if
he could pick out individuals yet.

“The food smells are overwhelming. I can smell barbeque
sauce and fried chicken. Under the food are the smells of the people. I’m in a
little overload right now. My nose almost burns with all the scents.”

“It’ll get easier to filter out or ignore things. I’m amazed
you’re still sitting here, actually. If you want we can get our food to go. I
don’t think I ate a single meal with people for weeks after my change.”

“No, I’m okay. I might as well start working on filtering.”
He looked at her and scowled. He leaned forward and whispered, “I can smell the
arousal of two males. It’s making my wolf pretty angry.”

She reached across the table and took his hand. Stroking his
wrist with her thumb, she whispered back. “You’ll learn to control that
reaction too. I don’t much like the fact that three females in here are really
happy to see you, but I’ll manage.”

As she stroked his wrist she could feel his heart rate
slowing and within a few moments it was beating in time with hers. Even his
breathing slowed to match hers. They were like a single entity with two brains.
She was interrupted by the arrival of one of her favorite men to torture. She
sighed, loudly before turning in her seat.

“Luke, go away,” she growled before looking up. She caught
the look the male shot at Seth before turning to her.

“Emily, nice to see you again. I thought I’d invite you to
run with me this weekend. It’s been a long time since we ran together and I’d
like to remedy that.” He sneered at Seth.

“Luke, we’ve never run together. The last time you
tried
to run with me you tried to take me down against my will. I remember putting
you on your back and making you cry.”

Luke turned bright red. Anger seeped off him, his voice
rising in volume. “I don’t get it. I’m a strong male. Far better than any other
single male in the pack and fucking perfect compared to this guy. You know
what? Maybe I do get it. It’s not me—it’s you. There’s something fucking wrong
with you. Maybe you’re a lesbian or something. Do you like fucking chicks?”

She sighed. “Go away. I’m not explaining this to you again.”

A growl rumbled from Seth and she whipped around to find him
baring elongated canines. Fuck. He was partially changed and rage shook his
body. Claimed mates didn’t take kindly to other males being near their females.
She knew they hadn’t claimed each other, but obviously his wolf felt
differently.

“Luke, go now.” She pushed her power at him enough to get
him to back away from the table. She turned her attention to Seth. He was still
staring at Luke with murder in his wolf eyes. She breathed deeply and pushed at
him with her mind. “Seth. Calm.”

He shook his head and shrugged off her command. She was
impressed even while she started to worry. If she couldn’t control him he could
really get hurt, or hurt someone else. She dug deeper and pushed again,
entering his mind.

Calm now. You will not disrespect my uncle by fighting in
his diner.

No. He approached my mate and insulted you. I’m owed the
right to take him down.

Shit. He was right. He could challenge Luke if he wanted to
for insulting her, mate or no mate. The female in her wanted to watch him beat
the ever-loving crap out of Luke. The Alpha and independent side of her wanted
to kick them both in the nuts and walk out on them for being cavemen.

“You can do what you feel is needed but I would suggest
discretion. These people don’t know you and they all know Luke. Beating him to
a pulp isn’t a great way to meet others of our pack.” She breathed the words so
no one in the building would hear her. She was walking a fine line between
making him look weak and keeping him from doing something stupid.

Seth finally turned to look at her. His eyes were a gorgeous
amber color and had taken on his wolf shape. His canines were still gleaming
between parted lips. She felt her heart rate kick up and a rush of heat to her
pussy. That was all she needed—a pissed-off male and an aroused female didn’t
make for good family entertainment. He flared his nostrils and snarled, teeth
bared and lips curled. It wasn’t the cute look she’d seen before. This smile
promised carnal pleasures. He turned toward Luke and she braced herself for
action. If he attacked the other male she would have to pull them outside.

“You will apologize to Emily. Now.” Seth’s voice was deep
and powerful. She could feel the power flowing over her skin, making the hairs
stand up. She watched the eyes of the other man widen and fill with fear.

Luke stumbled back before stammering an incoherent apology.
He turned and fled from the diner with his proverbial tail tucked between his
legs. That was one way to deal with the problem. Everyone in the place watched
Luke leave, then as one they swiveled to stare open-mouthed at Seth. If they
hadn’t picked up on his Alpha vibes before, they knew about them now. Even Sal
came out of the kitchen with a surprised look. Seth’s power still radiated off
him in waves.