“Whose kids are they? How did you even find them?” I’d been shocked to find them in that house with Derek, and I’d been curious to know more since.
“It’s one of the reasons I work in the ODP,” he started, running his hands through my hair, playing with it. My eyes closed immediately. I loved his hands on me, too—it didn’t matter where as long as he was touching me. “I always know when werewolves die and leave their kids alone. Some packs keep them as their own, teach them, help them, but most don’t. They kick them out, most times into the human foster system. The laws are about to change about that—the legal team at the ODP is drafting an amendment to make it illegal. It’s stupid to put werewolves under the same roof as humans like that. But right now, that’s how it is. I’ve gathered them from all over. Virginia, Washington, New Jersey. They stay with us until they shift and learn how to control it, before they go off on their own.”
I pressed my lips to the nape of his neck. “That’s amazing, Dominic.” That he was doing that for those kids without having to spoke so much about the kind of man he was. I was so proud I could burst right now.
“It’s the best I can do. I’ve been in their shoes. I know what it’s like. Life’s not fair, but that doesn’t mean we can’t try to make it more bearable.”
I’d never heard him talk like that before, which made me wonder about all the things I stilldidn’tknow about him. All the things I was already dying to know.
Thiswas why I’d fallen for him. It wasn’t just the sex—though I’d lie if I said I didn’t think about it every single second. But I liked talking to him, too. I liked knowing what went on inside his head. He never stopped surprising me.
Pulling myself up, I kissed his warm lips and lingered until he tightened his grip around me.
“Here I was, thinking you’re a monster,” I teased, smiling lazily.
“I most definitely am a monster, Teddybear,” he said, moving his hand down my back so he could cup my ass and squeeze tightly. I laughed.
“Those kidsloveyou. Kids feel that stuff. They wouldn’t have cared for you if you were a monster,” I continued, biting and licking his lips while he ran his hands all over me.
“But that’s it—kids don’t know. Too naive. Way too trusting,” he mumbled, but a playful smile had stretched his lips anyway.
“Yes, they do. They know. I’m sorry to tell you this, but you’re anice guy, Mr. Dane.”
Growling, he pulled me up and lay down on his back, taking me with him until I was flush against his chest, laughing.
“There’s nothing nice about me, Teddybear,” he said, biting the side of my neck.
“Oh, there’s plenty ofnicethings about you.” That list was just as long as what he had between his legs…something that was getting harder by the second, pressing against my leg.
“Like what? What’s nice about me?” He stuck his tongue in my ear and licked furiously, and as much as it turned me on, it made me laugh, too. I tried to get him off me, but he just held on tighter, torturing me with his tongue until I was breathless.
“Answer me or I won’t stop,” he warned, but I heard the smile in his voice.
“Your eyes!” I choked out, still trying to move my head up, but he wouldn’t let me. “Please, stop!”
“What else?” he said and dove in again.
“Your lips,” I breathed. “Your arms. Your…”
“What?” he demanded, the playfulness gone from his voice now.
“Your everything, Dominic,” I said, so embarrassed I could die. But I still couldn’t stop smiling, especially since he let go of my ear and let me raise my head to meet his eyes. Fuck, he was so beautiful it was almost painful to look at him. Up close like that, I could count all the lashes on his lids, and see the brilliant green of his eyes in detail.
“Say it,” he said, grinning that boyish grin. I leaned down to kiss him, but he moved away. “No kissing until you say it.”
Oh, God. I squeezed my eyes shut. “Your cock is nice, too.”Kill me now.
Suddenly, I was on my back, and he was over me, squeezing me tightly as if he meant to break me.
“No, Teddybear. My cock isnotnice. I’ll show you just hownotnice it is,” he said, parting my legs with his.
“No!” I said, laughing. “I need to get to the bathroom first. Just…just a break.” I was still sore from last time. I was wet, too, but I wanted to make it last. I wanted a moment to gather myself. I didn’t want to come within thirty seconds again.
Groaning, he fell on the bed to my side. “Go,” he said, though his arms were tight around me still. Smiling like an idiot, I pushed him away with the little strength I had left, until he let go of me. I got to my feet in a rush, knowing he’d stop me if he could reach me. I giggled as I made my way to the bathroom door while he groaned like he was in pain.
I touched the handle of the door…but that’s as far as I made it.
I hadn’t even heard his footsteps, but suddenly he was right behind me, arms wrapped tightly around my waist as he pulled me to him.