Bar Mate (2 page)
She smiled and he got to see the dimple in her left cheek. Damn, that thing had been driving him crazy all night. If she smiled all the time, every man she encountered must want to fuck her.
“Going to speak or have you lost your voice?”
She moved until they were forehead-to-forehead. “I’m just watching the show. The way you handle me, it makes my pussy so wet.”
His cock rose considerably in his pants. At this point, he didn’t know if he’d get his leathers off. They might get stuck on his erection.
Fuck, yes
. He stroked the top of her abdomen, teasing her for a second before yanking the underwear off. His adored her with his eyes.
Her dark curls beckoned him forward. Stark had never wanted anything as badly as he wanted to finger her. He slid one and finally a second inside. She trembled on the table, spread out before him like they’d done this before, like they’d gained the kind of confidence in each other that she didn’t have to hide anything from him, instead of it being their first encounter.
Her warmth beckoned him for more and he dropped to his knees. His mouth sought hers and he caressed her with his tongue. She cried out when he located the small bundle of nerves and bit down gently. Her clit jumped at his ministrations.
This woman can respond
. She moaned and he licked her harder, sucking and plunging as her muscles moved around him.
Her hands grabbed his hair, pushing him further, begging for more with her body. He’d give her all he could, gladly. Never before had he wanted a woman to come as much as her.
Finally she screamed, her release a thing of beauty in his mouth. She tasted of vanilla and raspberry. He knew a shifter would be more articulate about the taste or the scent, but as a human all he could muster involved the words
perfect
and
damn
.
He touched the back of his neck as he stood up and felt ridges where she’d scratched him. With her fingernails or her claws? He didn’t care. A modern-day shifter didn’t lose control easily. If she had, he’d accomplished something giving her that orgasm.
His balls hardened and his cock ached. He thought it might explode. The best possible pain, because he’d gotten that achy making the no-named woman shiver in his arms.
“Did I hurt you?”
He laughed. If only she knew. He desired this type of hurt so much he might beg her to torture him every night.
“What kind of shifter are you? Are you a kitty? Are you going to purr in my arms?”
She shot up on the desk. “I’m not a cat.” She said the word like it tasted bad in her mouth. “I’m a wolf. I don’t purr, but I will rock you. Hard.”
She leapt forward, knocking him to the floor and began to tear at his pants. He didn’t need to worry about getting them over his cock, she’d shred them from his body if she had to. With a questioning arch of her eyebrow, she looked at him after she’d finished.
“Are you waiting for me to complain? That looked so fucking hot.”
She laughed, looking away. “I’m trying not to act like an animal while I’m in my human body.”
“Hey.” He grabbed her chin and forced her to stare at him. “I grew up with shifters, okay? I knew about you guys before you all came out of hiding during the referendum. I get how you’re both animal and human. It doesn’t scare me, wolfgirl. So don’t hold back.” She scrunched up her forehead. “I’ll tell you what. When we finish fucking, I’ll tell you all about me.”
She seemed to like that answer. With one last flick of her finger, she scraped his briefs off his body. “Ooh, almost forgot.”
Jumping off his body, she rushed toward the desk. He missed her warmth immediately and his newly freed cock strained from the lack of her body.
In seconds, she returned, a condom in her hand.
“Where did you get that?”
“The boss always keeps a few around. Or, at least he used to. Glad he didn’t get rid of them.”
If he ever met the man, he’d be sure to thank him. He had to be in her pussy.
Immediately, if not sooner
.
She knelt on top of him, scooting forward until he could feel the juices from her pussy touching his cock. “I’m going to make you scream.”
He ran a hand up her thigh. “So you said. I made you shout. Are you sure you can live up to your end of the bargain?”
“And then some.”
It didn’t feel so much like she took him inside of her as she impaled her body on his. He hollered, biting down on his lip. As much as he wanted her to keep her promise, and he didn’t think it would be too hard for her to do so, he was still keenly aware of the potential audience outside the door.
Until she stared to move. Up and down, her muscles milked his cock like she’d been made for him and he forgot everything else.
“Shit.” Never before had he been so close to the edge so soon.
She panted, her head thrown back, her breasts bouncing beautifully as she took her pleasure from him. He had to touch her. Lifting his torso, he grabbed them.
She stopped him, taking one of his hands in her own before leaning down to suck on his finger.
The sensation undid him. His hips rocked hard into her and she yelled again. He loved it. Yes, he wanted to make her scream again. Except that his own pleasure spurted through him. His balls got painfully hard before he exploded inside of her. He came for what seemed like forever as he shouted any number of incoherencies into the room. Screw whoever heard him, they only wished they were him.
Her teeth came down on his shoulder, biting him hard as she came beautifully.
Thank God the condom held.
His head fell back to the floor and her body fell lightly over his. He rubbed her back absentmindedly.
Finally, she sat up, her eyes huge.
He touched his neck where she’d bitten him. “Didn’t expect to mate me tonight, did you?”
Shaking her head, she said, “Didn’t expect to meet you or mate you.” She swallowed, the muscles in her neck clenching. “At least it explains why I couldn’t stay away from you.” She pointed to his neck. “I wanted you so much. Biting you released endorphins inside of me. I’m a little woozy. But you must be feeling even stranger. I guess you know what it means that I bit you.”
“I do.” His life often became complicated. Working with his brothers created a lot of hassles. No way had he been prepared to get an instant-wife. Still, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so content. Sitting up, he reached out and pulled her back down onto his lap. “You and me. We’re together until we die now, isn’t that right? Your animal side picked me.”
“You don’t have to, I mean, you’re a human. You might not want to.”
He shushed her with his lips. “Maybe you’d like to tell me your name now.”
She smiled, looking younger, more vulnerable. He liked all sides of her personality that he’d seen so far. “My name is Yvette Nelson.”
He nipped her chin. “Hello, Yvette Nelson. I’m Stark Quaid.”
She blinked rapidly. “Like the big construction project down by the river? Quaid-3.”
Yawning, he rested his head back down on the ground. “That’s right. Quaid is the company. There’s three of us. We’re developers. An Engineer, an architect, and a contractor. We make corporate centers all over the country.”
“Oh, hell.” She jumped up. “I’ve just mated and practically forced the biggest employer in the county to be with me.”
“Forced.” He laughed. “Come down here. I’ll show you how forced I was.”
Standing naked in front of him, she looked like something out of a dream he hadn’t known he had, but now couldn’t do without. “Yvette, I bet you need to shift right now. Go for a run. Handle your nerves, which are probably shot. Am I right?”
Goose bumps popped up on her skin. “How did you know that?”
“I told you, I know shifters. I guess it’s lucky you just mated me.” He’d grown up envying the ones next door and now he got to mate one.
Fuck, yes
.
~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~
As a teenager, Rebecca Royce would hide in her room to read her favorite romance novels when she was supposed to be doing her homework. She hopes, these days, that her parents think it was well worth it.
Rebecca is the mother of three adorable boys and is fortunate to be married to her best friend. They live in northern New Jersey and try not to freeze too badly during the winter months.
She's in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and tries to use all of these elements in her writing. She's been told she's a little bloodthirsty so she hopes that when you read her work you'll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. Rebecca loves to write series because she loves to see characters develop over time and it always makes her happy to see her favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.
In Rebecca Royce's world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.
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