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MEISHA TRIED TO FIGHT against consciousness as someone shook her shoulder. She knew who it was, since Lajos kept calling her name. She clamped down her eyelids, trying to keep hold of the dream she’d been having. It was bad, oh so bad, but no harm could come of it, right?
“We have good news,” Lajos said.
“What?” she replied, in a not-so-nice tone.
Her dream of hot-n-sweaty sex was fading away fast. She was on top of him, riding his cock. In her dream it’d been large and thick. She pumped her hips up and down and moved her hands across his chest, gripping onto his well-defined pecs. His hands were on her breasts, squeezing them and gliding the rough pads of his thumbs across her nipples. Sweat dripped down her body, tingling against her skin as her wet hair hung down her back.
“Meisha.”
She tightened her eyelids. She was just about to get to the good part. He rose his hips to pump into her harder and faster. She was on the brink of ecstasy. Her stomach had that familiar tingling feeling. Her back arched to relieve the pressure building around her spine. Her body was on fire. She squeezed her legs together. Her clit tingled as she did.
“Come on, get up,” he coaxed.
“Go away, Lajos,” she mumbled.
“Kristof and Trudy have been found.”
Her eyes sprang open and the dream left in an instant. She lifted straight up in bed. The cover fell from her shoulders. “Where are they? Are they hurt?”
“Their plane was hijacked. They’re in North Dakota—unharmed.”
“North Dakota? Why would anyone take them there?”
“Probably to get them as far away from our Pack as possible. Kristof said he recognized the scent of the Shifters who attacked him there. It matches the scent of the ones who killed Mark and attacked Trudy. The entire Pack is in this together. We just have to find out which Pack it is and maybe we can find out who hired them.”
“That should be simple enough, right?”
“Not hardly.” He shrugged and she couldn’t help but be drawn to the loveliness that was Lajos. “But that’s not going to stop us from trying. We’ll bring whoever is behind all of this to justice.”
He’d slept on the floor, wrapping himself in the comforter even though she’d tried to explain how utterly nasty hotel comforters were. He had lines on his face from a crease in the blanket and sleep in his eyes, but his body...
Between the time she’d fallen into a fitful sleep and now, Lajos had taken off his T-shirt. She’d thought him lean before, but his clothes had deceived her. He had muscles that were nicely defined and everywhere. She wanted to trail her tongue along every one of them. Even his neck was sexy. It wasn’t bodybuilder thick but just enough to have her wondering about the thickness of other things. His shoulders were well formed and led to arms that looked as though he’d done his fair share of push-ups. His chest...holy smokes, that was what made the heat boil within her.
She took her time to appreciate his body until finally they settled on his nipples. Dark brown and erect. When had she ever been a sucker for nipples?
Since now.
She stared at them as if they were on the breakfast menu. She could almost taste them. She pulled her eyes away from his nipples to focus on the dark hairs sprinkled along his perfect pecs. Her gaze followed the path that those hairs made down to his six-pack and to his cute little belly button. Her eyes stopped when they reach his waistband.
My, my, my.
The events of her dream rushed back to her. She inhaled a lustful breath.
“So...if you’ll finish molesting me with your eyes, I’ll tell you what’s up.”
She snapped her eyes to his face to find him watching her with an eyebrow raised.
“Don’t flatter yourself. I’ve seen better,” she said, lying pitifully.
A grin spread across his face. “Yeah, right. No human has anything on me.”
“Pft, so sure of yourself, are you?”
He leaned closer. “If you know anything about canine physiology you’ll know that we swell when we come,” he whispered. He glanced at his lap.
Oh Jesus.
She tore her gaze away from him and slammed her back onto the bed. “Hasn’t anyone told you that it’s not the size of the boat but the motion of the ocean?”
He laughed. “That’s a human saying, not a wolf one.”
He was right. She didn’t believe it either, but she couldn’t let him know that or that he’d had a physical effect on her. If he’d asked, she would’ve probably dropped her panties for him right then. She squeezed her legs closed.
No panty dropping today.
“Whatever. Get your head out of the gutter and tell me what’s going on with Trudy and your brother.”
The smile was still on his face as he stood. He walked to one of the chairs by the only table in the room.
Good. That was what she needed—distance.
He took a seat, grabbed the remote and switched on the television. “Apparently, they were taken to North Dakota to be killed.”
She inhaled a sharp breath.
He waved a hand at her. “Calm down. I already told you how this story ends. Kristof fought off the Shifters that were sent to kill him. He was able to put down two and sent one running. They were a million miles from anywhere and they had to walk from the airfield to a motel. My brother Andras is on his way to get them now.”
She turned to her side to watch him. “So what do we do now?”
“We wait here. Once in Michigan, Trudy will finish her work finding out who’s embezzling from Dark Wolf Enterprises and seeing if she can stop the hemorrhage from the accounts. I’ll continue to gather as much information as I can about the Russians and when I’m ready to take them down I’ll have Andras send my team to me.”
“So we just keep staking out the Shifters?”
“We’ll go back out. Maybe I’ll send you into the liquor store by their house to nose around. But that can wait till later.”
“Thank the lord.” She turned back around, closed her eyes and pulled the blanket up to her neck. “Goodnight, Lajos.”
“But it’s the morning.”
She yawned. “I’m beat. I got up early yesterday to track you and I didn’t get a good night’s sleep. If you don’t mind, I’m taking a nap.”
And she had a good dream to get back to. Even though she didn’t want to get physically involved with Lajos, the dream version was a good stand-in.
“Not a morning person, I take it?”
“Not at all,” she said, already halfway back to sleep. Meisha had the uncanny ability to fall asleep fast and fall asleep anywhere. Others saw it as freaky, but she saw it as a gift.
“Fine, but I was going to order breakfast. You’ll miss a lovely meal of omelets, toast, grits, bacon and ham,” he teased.
She opened one eye. “Can we have pancakes too?”
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AFTER BREAKFAST MEISHA had tried to call Trudy, but hadn’t been able to get through. Instead of a female answering the other line, Lajos heard Kristof’s voice explaining that Trudy had immersed herself into the files and he would have Trudy call her back later.
After getting off the phone with his brother, Meisha rolled out of bed, humming.
At least her mood has improved.
Lajos had pretended not to pay attention to her and had kept his eyes focused on the news instead. But all the while he’d watched her out of his peripheral vision.
He had given Meisha a T-shirt that he had bought the day before, to wear to bed. It wasn’t fancy or anything, just a touristy T-shirt with the words South Beach written across the front. The extra-large shirt hung off her small frame and fell to the top of her bony knees. Her beautiful hair spilled around her in a tangled mess. In a word, she was gorgeous.
He continued to watch her as she picked up her clothes from the floor and headed to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, she rattled around and turned on the shower. Her off-key singing couldn’t distract him from imagining her gliding a cloth across her silky skin. He closed his eyes and thought about her soapy, naked body, her skin glistening and wet. He would’ve liked to have been the towel, running over her. He would caress every inch of her, not leaving a speck of skin untouched.
He wondered how soft her skin was. On more than one occasion, he’d wanted to reach out and feel her. He almost had, last night in the driveway. She’d looked so vulnerable—so sweet. His wolf had purred with want. He’d wanted Lajos to lick her—but that would’ve been too much at the time. His Meisha would’ve ripped his tongue right out of his mouth.
He chuckled at that.
My Meisha.
She wasn’t his. She couldn’t be tamed. They would forever be at odds, one trying to prove to the other who was dominant. But just thinking of trying to tame her made his cock harden under the flimsy shorts he wore.
Take her.
His wolf didn’t say the words but Lajos understood them just the same. A flash of a picture projected in his mind, Meisha on all fours and him on his knees behind her, gripping her soft, brown skin and his cock driving deep into her tight, warm sheath. He wanted her, his wolf wanted her, but Lajos wouldn’t act on it, despite the impulses his wolf sent him. His wolf didn’t know the consequences of getting involved with Meisha. Lajos had doubts he would be able to make her a one-night stand like he’d done with the other humans. She was different, unlike any woman he’d ever encountered.
He didn’t know if she would expect more of him—more than he could give. Humans were emotional beings. Their relationships played out on television and on the internet all the time. They weren’t like wolves, where sex was just sex, a means to pass time and release pent-up energy.
But still, just the thought of her naked in the shower made his dick swell with need. He wanted to take her. He would take her anywhere.
He would take her as soon as she exited the shower.
The fight raged within him. He watched the door, battling for self-control. Heat spread across his body as the shower turned off. He imagined her body still dripping as she wrapped herself in a towel.
He let his head fall back and stared at the ceiling, silently wishing for the strength not to accost her as soon as she came out of the bathroom.
Not a second after she opened the door, he grabbed his clothes and ran past her into the bathroom, almost knocking her down to get there. He slammed the door, locked it and took a few minutes to catch his breath. He looked down at his cock, which stood at full attention.
Shit.
If he was going to make it out of this without attaching himself to Meisha he would have to stop imagining her naked and definitely stop dreaming about her riding him to bliss.
He walked over to the shower, turned on the water—cold—and stripped. Underneath the frigid water his jutting cock still didn’t lose its rigor.
He had no other choice.
He wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped madly. As he let the water pour over him, he imagined it was Meisha’s mouth over his dick instead of his hand. She would have her beautiful lips working up and down his length, taking him down her throat and teasing him with the tip of her tongue. He used his free hand to cup his tight balls and milk them away from his body. His breath caught as he imagined her using her wet tongue to flick across his head, darting between his slit, lapping up the pre-cum that was beginning to form there.
He pumped faster, gliding over his skin. His heart picked up a notch, thrumming against his chest. When he imagined her looking up at him with those beautiful eyes and her mouth stretched around him, he came—forcefully. The sensation ripped through his body and exploded from his slit. Squeezing his eyelids tight, he bit down on his lip to hold back his yell. With each pump of his fist, his legs weakened more.
When it was safe, meaning he didn’t think he would jump her bones, he turned off the water and let out a heavy breath. He sensed his wolf in the background, but far away, which usually meant he was resting.
Good. Lajos needed a break from him.
Lajos grabbed a towel, dried himself and put on his clothes. When he stepped out of the bathroom he was calmer than he had been when he’d gone in.
Meisha looked up at him from her spot on the bed. “You’re taking me shopping,” she announced. “I brought an overnight bag but I need to pick up some more things.”
At least it’ll take my mind off her.
“Come on, there’s a boutique in the lobby.”
He opened the door for her, allowing her to walk out first.
He thought he was safe, having spent himself in the shower. But in the hotel gift shop he was subjected to a new fresh holy hell, Meisha trying on bathing suits for the beach. He sat in a guest chair, crossing his legs, trying to tamp down on his, once again, growing cock and groaning every time she came prancing out in a new flimsy suit to show him.
She had to know what she was doing. There was no way she could not know. If ever someone looked uncomfortable, it was him.
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MEISHA TRIED HER DARNEDEST not to smile. She turned in front of the mirror and adjusted the shoulder straps, pretending to wonder if the black, two-piece bathing suit was a good fit or not. Of course it was. She already knew that much, but she liked making Lajos squirm.
Meisha had never thought she had the kind of body that would make a man get an erection in the middle of a store. She was short, taking after her father, and curvy, taking after her mother. She didn’t have large tits or even ones that would fill out a B-cup. They were small and perky, just like her butt, and she didn’t have much in the way of hips either. Men found her attractive, but she thought that was only because they found her unattainable—she wasn’t interested in a relationship. Men only wanted someone they saw as a challenge and that was her in a nutshell.
She chewed on her bottom lip and tilted her head to the side. “I don’t know, Lajos. Do you think these bottoms are too big? Should I get a smaller pair?” She ran her hands across her butt and pulled the swimsuit bottoms down just enough that he could see the red lacy thong underneath.
Thank god she had decided to throw them into her bag. Never mind that she’d only had a handful of clean panties and they were all thongs. Normally she hated wearing string for underwear, but at the moment she reveled in how her panties and body were making Lajos watch her.
He groaned. Or was it more of a growl?
She bit back a smile and put on her serious face. “A smaller pair it is then.”
“Hell no,” he ground out.
“I just asked you a question. You don’t have to get all testy on me,” she said, pretending she thought his reaction was from her asking too many questions and not because her ass was already hanging out of the pair that she had on.
“Sorry, I’m not being testy. I’m just ready to go.”
She glanced at her watch. In his defense, she had trapped him in here for almost an hour just so she could enjoy how he made her feel.
Wanted.
Every girl should have a Wolf-Shifter watching them with such intensity and making her feel as good as she did right now. She liked the way that he tracked her every move, his eyes changing color. Her skin prickled with heat when his gaze was on her. She could almost feel what part of her body he focused on. Heat caressed her shoulder, going down her spine and to the small of her back. She shivered as the heat moved to her butt and lingered. She closed her eyes with a flutter, imagining his big strong hands gripping her ass.
She wanted to turn around, to give him a full view, but she held still. She was supposed to be avoiding contact with Lajos, not egging him on and definitely not fanning the flames that smoldered from his direction.
“Meisha,” he said, his deep and throaty. “If you don’t put your clothes back on I won’t be able to stop what will come next.”
She swallowed hard and turned around to look at him. Intense lust built behind his eyes and she wanted nothing more than to stoke that fire. “What will happen next, Lajos?”
Fire successfully fanned.
Lajos erupted from his seat and came at her. She took a step back and bumped into the mirror. Her thought to move away from him came too late because, in a blink of an eye, he stood in front of her, pressing her against the mirror. “Do you know what you’re doing to me?” His voice was so deep, demanding and filled with need.
Oh, god I want him.
She faced his challenge head on. “Yes,” she whispered.
He leaned over, smothering her with his body, his nose just an inch from her neck. He took a long whiff of her skin then a shuddering breath. “I want you so bad.”
She took in a breath of her own. He smelled good, so damn good. “I want you too.” She hadn’t meant to say the words out loud. Hell, she hadn’t meant to say anything at all. The admission had just spilled from her lips.
Lajos did what just moments before she had imagined him doing. He reached around her waist and grabbed her ass, cupping her while he pressed his groin against her, letting her feel the hardness there. She felt herself melting against him, giving in to him.
She wanted him—every hard inch.
She brought her hands up to his arms and felt the muscles that he flexed. She had wanted to do this for so long. He felt so right in her grip.
With a grunt he lifted her from the floor, sitting her on his waist. The material from his jeans did nothing to hold down his bulging cock.
She wrapped her legs around him, positioning herself over his hardness. He ground into her in a slow sensual movement. “Shit,” she said on a breath.
“Hey, wait a minute,” the store clerk said urgently. She hurried toward them. “What are two doing in here?” Her eyes were wide and panicky. She shifted her gaze to the other customers in the store.
“She’s right,” Lajos said, not taking his eyes off Meisha. He took another whiff of her neck, between her chin and collar bone. “The things that I want to do to you can’t be done here.”
Yes.
Her fingers bit into his skin. Her legs tightened around him. If he didn’t get her to a room fast she would start unzipping his pants here. She wanted him inside her—now.
Obviously feeling just as impatient as she was, he took long strides through the boutique, leaving the saleswoman, flustered, in his wake. “Wh-what about the bathing suit? Her clothes in the dressing room?”
“Bill it to room two twenty-eight and have someone bring up her clothes. Later.”