Holy shit, I can’t believe we did that.
I remembered the way he’d looked down at me last night, like he was addicted to the feel ofthis. But now I was beginning to think I was addicted tohim.
How in the world was I supposed to keep from falling in love?
Chapter Eleven
Garrak
I could smellher arousal as we strolled down Seashell, my arm around Stevie’s shoulders as if I owned her. MyKteerpreened proudly, knowing everyone who saw us thought she was my female. I’d just taken her in public…and she’d loved it. She’d been begging for it, and my cock still throbbed, remembering how it felt to be squeezed as she came on it.
There’d been a moment there, right where anyone could pass by and see us, that I’d had to seriously fight for control. I was holding her, controlling her, and I could have taken what she’d offered again and again. I knew Stevie wondered why I hadn’t allowed myself to claim her—to come in that sweet cunt…and I was beginning to suspect I no longer knew exactly why.
Gods below, I was torturing myself, wasn’t I?
She wanted me. I wanted her. No matter what myKteerthought, I wanted a future with her, but the damned thing was vocal in its urging toclaim hunt take claim taste CLAIM.
My cock agreed.
And strangely, so did my heart.
So why did I hesitate?
Because her father’s an asshole you can’t trust.
Yeah, there was that. I needed Hendricks’ money to start the endowment for the staff for the community center because at the rate the building was going, I was going to need to start the hiring process. Without that money, even more would be riding on that game in New Orleans next week, and?—
“Oh, they’ve made a lot of progress!” Stevie announced as the building site came into view. “Look, the landscaping is already starting!”
“I hired Nature’s Gift,” I admitted, allowing her to pull me along. “That’s the company that does a lot of the work here on the island. It’s run by Abydos’s brother Memnon and his Mate Maya.”
“Can I meet them too?” She sent me an excited grin. “It’s really been neat to meet so many of your friends. Eastshore is such a sweet place, and everyone is so friendly. But…”
When she trailed off, I squeezed her hand as we crossed the dirt parking area. “But?”
Her cheeks tinged pink. “But I don’t think I’m going to be able to look Mavis in the eyes again.”
I was laughing when Brakkor climbed out of his backhoe and stomped over to us.
The other male usually did his best to avoid social interaction, but now his brows were up as he studied me. “You’re looking cheerful as fuck.” His gaze switched to Stevie, taking in her blush. “You, on the other hand…”
Instinctively, I stepped in front of her, blocking Brakkor’s view. “What?” I growled.
The asshole merely shrugged and rocked back on his heels, looking smug. “She’s looking satisfied. Which means you hunted and caught her.”
His gaze switched over my shoulder, and when I realized he still had the audacity to study my female, myKteerbegan to rumble. His mocking smirk grew.
“But your scent isn’t on her…” He shrugged again. “So you haven’t claimed her yet.”
My vision was going red, my claws extending. Howdarehe pass judgment on?—
Stevie’s knuckles drove into my shoulder, and the surprise curbed myKteer’simmediate response enough to turn to her in shock. Her brows were drawn in, her blue eyes blazing with irritation.
“Isthatwhy you refuse to come? And why you were so upset yesterday when I gave you that blowjob?”
Brakkor began to laugh. I began to growl, ready to launch myself at his throat—when we were saved by a worried-looking Korrad hurrying toward us.
“What’s wrong? I can’t remember the last time I saw you laugh, Brak. Are you okay?”
