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After some killer side eye from me, I spotted a muscle working in Brody’s jaw. Although he cut the engine, he stared straight ahead. “Don’t think that didn’t cross my mind every one of the shitty nineteen miles we drove. It was all I could do to stop myself from putting your legs over my shoulders and fucking that pussy of yours as we crawled down the highway. Because I know for a fact your tiny panties and that thin strip of shorts between your legs is dripping wet.” He turns in his seat to lock eyes with me. “Don’t even try to deny it. I can smell your arousal and it’s had my dick hard all morning.”

I shivered. His voice was tense and dark. The anticipation was practically killing me. “Yes.”

“Good. Now get the damn supplies so we can get out of here.”

“You’re not coming?”

“My cock is so hard from sitting next to your jiggling tits and beautiful mouth, getting out of this truck isn’t advisable.”

I opened my door, grabbed my bag, and exited, swinging my ass with each step. I wondered if I had time to get a quick drink. My throat was dry. I could only imagine what Brody would do if I told him how thirsty his cum made me.

Chapter7

BRODY

The trip into Barrow was uneventful, but that didn’t make it less torturous for me. Having had a taste of Willow was making my wolf spirit restless.

Claim her.

That thought pounded in my brain. It took all my powers of conversation to be civilized until we returned to Sleepy Briar. We unloaded the truck, making multiple trips to the kitchen.

Gabe and Theo appeared while I was out at the truck.

“You guys back already?” the ghoul asked.

“Yeah.”

“That was a record time for a trip to Barrow.”

“We made good time.” Getting blown before a road trip is an excellent motivator, but I kept this observation to myself.

“Theo and I were going to watch a movie. Unless Willow is free now?”

She wasn’t free now if I had anything to say about it. “How about you guys get started on the movie? Willow can stop by and get Theo when she’s done?”

The ghoul considered me for a moment, but then he and Theo headed off without a word.

I carried another box inside.

“Was that Theo and Gabe?”

“They were stopping by on their way to watch a movie. You’re supposed to go pick him up when you’re ready.”

“Thank you.”

I backed her up against the kitchen table and ran the tip of my nose up the delicate line of her throat. “Are you wearing panties?” I nip at her earlobe and take pleasure in the way she groaned for me.

“That’s what you were wondering after all that time in the truck?” She scooted away and reached for a print apron hanging from a hook on the wall. Keeping her back turned she slipped it over her head and I helped her tie off the waist strings. Without waiting for an answer, she opened the fridge door. The chill blast felt great. I didn’t know how much more of this Sleepy Briar heat wave I could take. She handed me a beer.

“Among other things,” I admit, letting my gaze drop to her parted lips.

We stood toe to toe. Her candy-hard nipples grazed my shirt every time she drew in a breath. Holding my gaze the little human minx took a swig of my beer. Watching her throat work with each swallow triggered memories of her taking me in her mouth just hours before.

I had wanted her for so long. Convinced myself I could never have her. Now she was here. Things were different between us.

I set my beer aside and tugged her closer. Her hands flattened against my chest. With one hand, I cradled the back of her head, tipping her for a deep kiss. The other slid over her apron, caressing her breasts and belly before slipping under the fabric. When my fingers dip inside the waistband of her shorts, she made a little moan in the back of her throat that went straight to my throbbing, hungry cock.

My fingers pushed her panties down. I’d known she’d be wearing them, but it was an excellent excuse for pleasurable exploration. I crooked my finger to stroke over the nub between her dripping wet folds, losing myself in our kiss.


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