Waking Up Were (9 page)
“Wait, what?” She wiggled, ignoring his hardness as she fought to get away. “I’m not moving in.”
“Of course you are.”
“No, I’m not.” She pushed out of his arms and leveled a glower on him.
“Yes, you are. You’re my mate.”
“Oh, I understand I’m your mate. What
you
don’t understand is that I’m not gonna just roll over and do whatever the hell you want. I have a house.”
Declan propped his hands on his hips and returned her stare. Of course the hands on his hips thing brought her gaze back to his hips and on to his package and… he really did have a nice cock. Even if it was covered by pants at the moment.
“With a dead body in it.”
Her gorge rose and she gagged a little before shoving down the desire to vomit all over him. “You said your pack people were dealing with the body.”
“
Our
pack.” He crossed his arms over his chest, now accentuating all those other muscles and she remembered how good he’d tasted and…
Stupid vagina.
“And I will have them put that body back within the hour if it means you move in here. Don’t think I won’t.”
She didn’t doubt him. Bastard. “Fine,” she grumbled. “But don’t think this means I’m gonna turn into Furry Homemaker and fawn all over you. I will not build an altar to the wonderfulness of my Alpha.”
Declan grinned, the expression quickly going from cocky to wicked. “You don’t need to build it, baby. You just gotta kneel.”
Oh, hell no. “You know what you can do with your kneeling—”
He didn’t give her a chance to finish, not when he gathered her close and pressed his lips to hers in a passionate, mind-blowing kiss. She moaned and rubbed against him, enjoying the feel of his body molded to hers. It was sex and sin carried by teeth and tongue and she happily ignored her growling stomach in favor of more of his kisses. And fucking. Fucking came after the kisses to be immediately followed by more arguing.
She wondered if she could convince him they were only dating. They could date, fuck, and get to know each other. The living together didn’t need to muddle any of that and eventually she’d get around to the whole “I love you” thing. Like in a million years and after he said it first.
Yes, perfect plan.
Declan broke the kiss and she was pretty proud of the fact he was panting just as heavily as her. “And baby, I’ll be kneeling just as much.”
“How much? Two to one? Three to one? I need to see if I’m coming out on top with this deal. And where will this kneeling occur? I think—”
His cock jerked, her pussy clenched, and then she was over his shoulder and hauled back to the bed.
Declan threw her onto the soft mattress, sending her bouncing for a moment before he came down atop her, his body aligned with hers.
“I’ll show you two to one.” He bared his fangs, the teeth lengthening and sharpening with each breath. What should have scared her excited her beyond measure. “You’re mine. You’ll be here and you’ll stay here.”
“But before I agree, I need specifics. I’ve always told you to read the fine print before agreeing to anything. Get with the fine printing.” She nodded to punctuate her statement.
He kissed her to shut her the hell up.
Two hours later with five orgasms for her to his one, she decided that maybe they could move beyond “going steady” and on to “engaged.”
Oh wait. She miscounted. Make that six to one.
The wedding would be next week.
The End
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Ex-dance teacher, former accountant and erstwhile collectible doll salesperson, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Celia Kyle now writes paranormal romances for readers who:
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