But so many questions remained. I still hadn’t found Montgomery, the Alliance remained an obstacle, and if we didn’t track down who was behind those nursing home disappearances, I had a feeling that would come back to bite us all in the ass.
CHAPTER17
Reese
I hummed and stretched as I came awake in the massive bed that Chael and I shared. A giggle fell from my lips when I felt Henry’s warm, wet tongue lick my fingers.
When I opened my eyes, I didn’t scream or startle at the sight of Henry, joined by a wolf standing next to him.
“Morning, buddy,” I murmured, scratching Henry’s head. “Morning, Bracka,” I said to the adolescent wolf pup that’d befriended Henry. In his human form, Bracka was a sixteen-year-old boy, but his wolf had taken a liking to Henry. They often ran at night together, Bracka howling and Henry barking. So many of the wolves had taken Henry under their wing. And his recovery over the past two weeks had been remarkable. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.
“Both of you, out,” Chael’s deep voice ordered from the corner of the room with the vast lounge chair. I turned over in the bed to my back, for the first time realizing that he was there. Most mornings, I awakened alone even though we went to bed together.
Henry and Bracka bowed their heads and followed one another out of the room. It still struck me, the relationship between Chael and his pack. The deference they all showed to him, in their wolf and human forms.
“Good morning,” Chael’s deep voice rumbled as he leaned forward in the chair, planting his elbows on his knees. There was a sparkle in his eyes, and I felt my nipples push against the thin fabric of my cotton T-shirt.
Though we’d slept together every night for the past two weeks, we still hadn’t had sex. I didn’t quite know how to feel about that.
“Morning.” I sat up on my elbows and watched him intently. Chael ran his tongue across his bottom lip.
He rose from his chair with deliberate movements. My heart began to thud in my chest as he stalked closer to the bed, looking like a hungry wolf approaching its prey. What was that look in his eyes about?
“I have to leave town again.” His voice was so low that I barely heard him. Between watching the movement of his lips and that greedy look in his eyes, my brain scrambled a bit. If I weren’t already lying down, I would’ve needed to sit.
“Where are you going?” I asked, nearly panting, when he slid the sheet away from my body and wrapped a hand around my ankle.
His lips pressed together, a ghost of a frown appeared then disappeared just as quickly.
“Colorado.”
“Wh—” I broke off my question and squeaked when he yanked me to the edge of the bed.
“I wanted to leave you with a parting gift.”
He didn’t give me time to ask what he meant before he stripped me of my shorts and panties. Chael’s eyes lit up as he pushed my knees apart, opening me to him.
“You’re already wet.” There was a note of awe in his voice. My stomach rumbled in anticipation when his copper eyes met mine. “Is that for me?” he asked.
The words stuck in my throat, so I nodded instead. Ever since I rolled over and saw him sitting in that chair, shirtless, looking at me the way he was, I’d grown moist for him.
“You’re going to scream for me, Reese,” he said before he dived in and began lapping at my pussy the same way I relished my favorite chocolate bar.
I collapsed against the bed and stared up at the ceiling, mouth wide open as a silent scream came out. This was even better than the first time in my bedroom. Chael ran his thick tongue around my nub, making me cry out in sweet agony.
My legs were over his shoulders as he remained standing at the edge of the bed. He stood, taking my hips with him. He easily lifted me off the bed and strolled toward the wall opposite the bed. My legs wrapped around his head, and I sat on his shoulders. Not once did he stop taking me to ecstasy with that mouth of his.
I gasped and dug my fingers into his scalp, calling out his name. He hadn’t lied when he said that I could scream for him. I would do that and so much more. Within minutes a light ripple that started deep in my belly turned into an earthquake as I came into his mouth.
He made the most naughty and sensual sounds, slurping up the juices that spilled from me. And he didn’t stop. Not until he made me come again. Even then, I had to beg him to let me up for air.
I gasped and gulped, desperate for oxygen, when he lowered me back onto the bed. There was a massive bulge in his jeans. When I reached for it, his hand covered mine. “When I get back.”
I blinked, trying to get my brain to remind me what he was talking about. All I wanted was for him to undress and make me call out his name while he rutted into me. I felt like a starving woman, although I’d just had two phenomenal orgasms. A drum of passion-fueled energy beat with each contraction of my heart.
He leaned down and kissed me deeply. I tasted myself on his tongue, and it only heightened my need to be filled by him. He reached down with one hand and cupped my sopping-wet pussy.
“Keep it just like this for me.”
