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Authors: Crissy Smith
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She saved her writing in Word and pulled him back down. “What kind of greeting was that?”
He ran his tongue over her lower lip and nipped until she opened for him, then made sure she was breathless before he pulled away this time.
“Mmm, better,” she told him with a smile.
He was already hard and pulled her out of her chair. “I don’t know, baby, I think I can improve on ‘better’.”
He leaned her back over the papers she had over the table until she wrapped her legs around his waist. She arched up and rubbed against his swollen shaft.
“Oh, I have no doubt,” she teased, gripping him through his jeans.
He bucked into her hold and let her push him back. She knelt before him, mouthing his cock through his pants.
“Yeah, baby, missed you,” he expressed sincerely.
“Me too.” She opened his jeans to expose his cock to the warm air then hummed as she jacked him off. “Missed everything about you, but especially having you hard in my hand…in my mouth.”
She deep-throated him and he had to slam a hand down on the table to avoid going weak in the knees. God, but she had a talented mouth.
She sucked until he was gripping her hair and tugging. “Want inside you.”
She popped off his dick with a grin. “Good idea.”
He found himself in the kitchen chair she’d abandoned while she yanked her shirt over her head then pushed her sweats down her legs. He reached for her as soon as she was bare in front of him.
On her left breast, just over her heart, was the image of him in wolf form. His own mate tattoo over his heart had been one of the best presents to himself.
He licked at her tattoo as she shivered in his arms.
“I dreamed about you every night I was gone,” she informed him, straddling his legs.
It had only been a few days but he’d not been able to breathe correctly when she’d been away.
“Next time you’ll have to come with me,” she told him, bracing one hand on his shoulder while she held his cock with the other.
He was relieved she had said it first because he didn’t know how he could let her take another assignment that would take her away from him.
All thoughts flew out of his head when she started to lower down and her hot pussy engulfed his cock.
Their moans mingled and he caught her lips to devour her mouth as she finally took him all the way in. She rose and he dug his hands into her hips. On the next slide down, he plunged up to meet her.
“Oh yes, RJ, please,” she mumbled against his lips.
That was all he needed to hear. He held her tight as he continued to thrust up into her willing body. She rode him hard, digging her nails into his arms, arching and trembling for him.
Too soon she cried out and gripped his cock hard as she climaxed. He pounded into her, drawing out her pleasure until she shook. He stood, laying her back on the table, and took control. As he slammed deep inside her, she scratched and moaned, urging him on. His hips snapped, drawing them closer and closer to the edge.
She ripped at the collar of his shirt until she could bite down on his shoulder.
Her scream was muffled against his flesh as her orgasm hit. This time she tightened around him, not giving him any choice but to follow her into ecstasy.
He pumped his seed into her until he didn’t have any more to give. He claimed her mouth, thrusting his tongue in and out, knowing he would never have enough of his mate.
Once the need to breathe demanded he break away, he pulled back enough to look down at her, beautiful and naked, laid out before him while his jeans were around his ankles and his torn shirt hung off his shoulder.
Nikki’s watch beeped and she looked at the time with a sigh. “We have just enough time to clean up before the news comes on and the others get here.”
He nodded and helped her up.
* * * *
RJ settled on the couch in front of the flat-screen television and accepted the bottle of beer from Nikki. She held her own bottle and settled next to him. Justin and Ben sat in one of the overstuffed chairs beside them, while Brandon sat in the other, and Dylan paced behind them.
The news was turned up loud so they wouldn’t miss a word.
At exactly seven o’clock, the picture on the screen turned to the private room full of reporters.
“Ladies and gentlemen…the President of the United States of America.”
They all watched as the leader of their country stepped up to the podium.
Nikki gripped his hand and they exchanged worried glances. This wasn’t the only place where the shifters’ existence was being revealed to the public. There would be similar announcements made in other countries, until it was finally known around the world that some of the mystical creatures in movies and books were very real.
The shifters were now out in the open.
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Excerpt
Chapter One
The parking lot was crowded as Kelly Walker pulled her car into one of the few remaining spaces. She looked around, taking in the other vehicles, and finally spotted the one she searched for. As she stepped from her car, the heat of the night hit her in the face. When normally a jacket would be needed in October, this year they had yet to hit below seventy.
Halloween night and it was over eight-five degrees outside. Although it did make finding a sexy costume easier, helping to set her plan in motion. Wearing a short, tight black skirt, knee-high, black leather boots, a skimpy, red tank top, and a headband with horns, she was bound to raise some eyebrows with the little devil costume. Hopefully, getting the attention of the one she wanted.
A large man wearing black jeans and a black sleeveless shirt opened the front door. By his seductive smile and wink of approval, Kelly felt pretty good going into the bar. The music and smoke hit her all at once, and she struggled not to cough as the smoke soaked into her pores. The lights were low, but she could see well enough.
Walking from the door, she made a slow sweep of the room. She smiled as heads turned towards her, but she made it completely around the room without stopping. She knew exactly where he sat and that he was accompanied by four of his men. She was working out the best way to approach him, when a hand grabbed her upper arm and pulled her back against a hard chest.
Kelly stilled as an arm wrapped around her waist, and she felt breath against her neck.
“I told you never to come here.” The voice next to her ear was low, husky.
Kelly relaxed in the embrace, immediately recognising the voice of the undercover agent, Alex Gray, who was working her sister’s case.
“Well, I must have forgotten,” she said in her sexiest southern drawl.
She was rewarded with a growl before being dragged in a storage room and slammed against the door.
“This isn’t a game,” he told her as he crushed her harder into the door.
Kelly found herself distracted by the strength of the body that covered hers. He held her arms over her head and leaned against her so she could feel every inch of his muscular body against her softer flesh. Her body flushed and she felt her arousal as she shifted against him. She had never responded like this to a man before meeting Alex. But since she had, all she could ever think about was tearing off his clothes.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she pushed against him. “Okay, let me go, Alex.”
She looked up in his eyes. He smiled but didn’t release her. “What are you doing here Kelly?”
Sighing, Kelly slumped against the door. “It’s been a year. A year today. I just wanted to see him.”
Alex nodded his head, and she saw sympathy in his expression. “I’m sorry but you can’t be here.” He released her and stepped back.
The loss of his body heat had Kelly wrapping her arms around herself. “I’m not leaving. I want to talk to him.”
“No.” Alex shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest.
Kelly took a step towards him, resting her hands on her hips. “You’re not my boss. I can talk to who I want to.”
He just smiled smugly at her.
“What are you going to do, Alex? Arrest me?” she taunted. “Don’t you think that would ruin your cover?”
The smile never left his face. “I don’t have to arrest you. All I have to do is have you thrown out of the bar, put in a cab and sent home.”
She knew he would do it. “Please, Alex. I just wanted to talk to him.”
“No.”
Frustrated, Kelly struck out a hand but he caught it.
“Careful there,” he warned and yanked her to him. Kelly tilted her head back to look him in the face. His grey eyes cut into hers as his lips thinned.
“I won’t let you blow my cover. I won’t let you ruin a two-year investigation. He’s killed more than just your sister. I have been after him longer than you’ve been involved. And most of all, I won’t let you get yourself hurt or killed.”
Kelly’s gaze followed as his lips moved and she licked her own, wondering what he would taste like. She looked into his eyes and saw the struggle there. He was fighting the attraction, just like she was. But she was tired of fighting it.
Kelly lifted onto her toes and pressed her mouth against his. He stiffened but didn’t move. She traced his lips with her tongue and bit down on the lower.
Alex finally opened to her with a groan. As she kissed him again, his hands found their way to her hair, and the soft kiss she started turned into a desperately brutal kiss of passion. He lifted her off her feet, and she wrapped her legs around his narrow waist. The jean material of his pants rubbed roughly against the damp silk material of her panties.
He moaned into her mouth, and she tightened her legs around him, needing to relieve the pressure between her thighs.
A knock on the door made them jump. Alex let her down his body slowly before moving and turning away. “Yeah?”
“Hey, Alex, we’re starting to get busy. Need you at the bar.” A male voice came through the door.
“Be right there,” Alex said before turning back to Kelly. He picked up her headband that had fallen to the floor and handed it to her. “One drink, Kelly. You will not talk to him and then you will be on your way.”
Kelly nodded, her face still flushed and her skin still heated. Alex opened the door and, with his hand wrapped around her wrist, pulled her towards the bar.
Alex couldn’t believe she had shown up at the bar. He knew she was getting restless, and the anniversary of her sister’s murder didn’t help, but he had specifically told her to stay away from here.
Setting a Crown and Coke in front of her, he watched her blush before taking a drink. Things had gone a little too far in the storage room, but damn she’d tasted good. Smelt good and felt even better. He’d fought it for so long and to finally have her in his arms had felt like heaven. But he couldn’t do it. She didn’t belong in his world.
Alex looked over to the man in the back of the bar. Craig Lambert—local drug dealer, murderer, and vampire. Kelly would never believe him if he told her what Craig really was. Hell, he could probably show her, and she still wouldn’t believe. No, she didn’t belong in this world, and he needed to get her out of here.
He exchanged a look with his partner, Marcus, who nodded. He would help keep an eye on Kelly if Alex needed him to. Marcus was also aware of the attraction between the two of them. Every time they had spoken with Kelly about the case, Marcus would make sure to comment on just how pretty Kelly was, receiving the desired reaction from Alex.
The two men had been friends for a very long time. Alex wasn’t able to hide his feelings for Kelly from him, and Marcus loved the fact that he tried.
When Kelly stood, he sighed in relief that she was leaving.
“I’ll call you tomorrow, Kelly, I promise,” he told her as he covered her hand with his on the cold, worn wood of the bar.
Her eyes met his and he could see the pain.
“It’s almost over,” Alex assured her.
Her gaze darted to the back of the room before meeting his again. “Okay, Alex.”
She pulled her hand away, turned and left the bar. Alex watched her the entire time, his body reacting. He adjusted the bulge in his jeans. His attention was then drawn to the empty table in the back. Where had they gone?
