Page 38 of Renee's Mates


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He growled again and pulled back, going oh-so-slow. A curl of arousal spiked from his tight balls. Too soon. He needed to stretch this out and lengthen the enjoyment. He flexed his hips and pushed back until she enveloped him with fiery heat.

Renee sighed, and he curled his body over her back, kissing her neck. He cupped one her of breasts, then used his fingers like a clamp, giving her a touch of pain as he continued his easy invade and retreat.

She trembled and sighed, pushing back against him in a silent demand to hasten his pace.

Calian rocked his pelvis forward and laughed softly when she tightened her inner muscles around his girth.Bite her,his wolf urged, and he found himself nipping her shoulder even as he hastened his glides into her receptive body.

“Yes. Calian, yes,” Renee cried out.

Helpless against her pleas, he increased his tempo. Her sheath rippled around his length, and she moaned her enjoyment. The soft, needy sounds ramped up the tension in him, and seconds later, his climax thundered free. The pressure in his balls released and his semen shot from his dick in hard pulses.

Breathtaking.

Amazing.

A mate.

His wolf panted happily and threw back his head. Calian pressed his lips together and rolled, taking Renee with him. He held her against his chest, their bodies still joined. Perspiration coated them. He’d need to move soon, but for these precious seconds, the woman in his arms accepted him as her lover, and he wished to treasure the moment. Although Renee wasn’t as standoffish now as she had been during their first meeting, they needed more time.

Calian rested his eyes and tried not to think of the information he’d received from his contacts. Yes, they could rid the world of Jason Vega’s menace and treachery, but calling off a dog already unleashed wasn’t so easy.

Word on the street—Renee was a dead woman walking.

Some way, somehow, he and his brothers had to save her from the same fate as Hunter.

9 – The Big Fall

Renee jogged up the steps leading into the office. She opened the door and strode inside.

“You look bright and chirpy today,” Janet said.

“Had an early night.” Renee had no intention of giving the office gossip extra fodder, but she’d slept better than she had in months. The Taktuq brothers were good for her. Pity they intended to leave. She shoved aside the shaft of pain that struck her without warning. She liked them way more than she should, and them leaving would hurt.

“Rumor says you had dinner out with the Taktuq brothers.” Janet watched her like an owl intent on dinner.

“I met them as they were going in and we decided to eat together.” Sort of true. “What do you have for me today?”

“First up is a run out to the Hallsten brothers’ lodge. One of the interior decorators wants to take measurements before she orders tiles.”

“What time will she arrive?” Huh, the place had appeared finished to her, but what did she know?

“Any time now,” Janet confirmed.

“Okay, holler when she arrives and has completed the safety talk.”

That was the start of her busy day. She spent ten minutes securing the woman’s bags of equipment inside the helicopter, utilizing the spare seats since the three bags wouldn’t fit in the fuselage hold. Friendly and vivacious in her scarlet coat, the woman oversaw the loading as if her samples were children. Renee supposed, given the isolation of Churchill, the samples couldn’t be easily replaced and strove for patience.

After the delay, she flew the interior decorator to the lodge and left her there with her bags of samples and equipment. Two loads of touristsoohedandaahedover the polar bears she pointed out to them plus the red fox that scampered across the tundra. During the afternoon, she flew two scientists out to a remote cabin. They intended to spend a week there while researching the flora and fauna, which meant she struggled to load their equipment too.

“The weather reports are saying a storm is heading this way and will strike at the end of this week,” Renee said.

The head scientist tugged on his straggly gray beard. “Yes, when I checked before we left it looked as if the weather might deteriorate sooner than that. Maybe even tonight. We’ll be fine for a few days though. We have plenty of supplies.”

“You have a way of contacting the office?” Renee asked. Personally, she’d prefer a warm bed, preferably with one of the Taktuq brothers. She grinned. One or more of the brothers.

“We have a satellite phone. We’ll be checking in every day,” the scientist assured her.

“Good.” Renee checked her helicopter and as usual, she found missed items belonging to the scientists. Shaking her head at their absentmindedness, she delivered the forgotten bag to the cabin before contacting the office.