Laughing in his face, I then looked at his lips as my mirth faded. “What if I want to be taken advantage of? Just this once?” I leaned in, wedged myself between his legs, and drew his bottom lip into my mouth, sucking it softly.
His imposing frame loomed over me as he shot off the barstool, eyes going amber yellow.
“Where’s your room?” His voice was barely human.
My lips curved into a slow grin. Tonight was going to be all kinds of fun.
‘Evie, stop whoring in public, and get a room!’Cass shouted into my mind.
I winced, realizing I should have never let Gran do that mental connection spell. I’d probably be tied to Cass’ mind for life now, since she was dead and couldn’t reverse it.
With a final glare at Cass and his fae concubine, I led the werewolf to my room.
Fuck this day. Fuck it hard.
2Tequila Makes Me Sexy
I realized exactlyhow drunk I was when I hit the narrow, dingy stairwell at the back of the bar. Leaning against its entrance, I peered upward trying to count the steps.
“You know, we don’t have to do this,” the werewolf said, pressing his body against mine. The feel of his hands on my bare waist was motivation enough to get my ass up the stairs. The feel of his hard-on straining through his pants was a whole other kind of motivation.
“Yes we… do,” I slurred. And I really did want to do it. The heat of his touch alone ignited a flame inside me that I’d ignored for a long time. Months? Years? Who the fuck knew anymore. Men were dicks. I was sure the werewolf would be no exception, but tonight he’d give me something I wanted, something I needed.
I planted a boot on the first rise, and narrowed my eyes at the fuckers. I could do this. I was a bounty hunter, for Christ’s sake. I took down scary-ass shit that belonged in nightmares. Stairs would not cockblock me tonight.
There. I was doing it. No biggie, thanks to the railing.
But apparently I was taking too long. The wolf behind me growled and swept strong arms beneath my legs, lifting me into the air.
A gasped escaped me. I was not used to being manhandled. I did the manhandling, when the perp deserved it, which was usual. “Put me down.”
“You’re taking too long,” he barked. His warm breath sent shivers along my neck.
He was skimming the wall too—hopefully not drunk enough to drop me.
“So…?” I peered over his shoulder to get a nice view of his ass. It was tight and bouncy.
“So, you’re taking too long.” This time I met his fiery gaze. His yellow eyes were fierce, promising that this night would be so good that he’d ruin me for all men.
“You’re right,” I nodded. “You can carry me.” He hadn’t asked for my permission, but it was important that I give it, no matter how drunk I was. “Last room down the hall, on the right.”
Grunting, he moved, jostling me while I draped my arms around his neck, unbothered that I was the stereotypical damsel in distress. Good thing I was slammed, or I’d probably have kicked him in the nuts by now.
I had far better plans for his manly bits.
My crop top rode up with his movements, the flesh of his arms touching my waist. A wave of heat rushed across me, making me flush.
The wolf noticed. Another grunt rumbled within his chest, and he picked up the pace, stalking down the hall in long, sexy-ass strides.
“This room?” he asked, pointing to the door.
“Un-huh.” I was incapable of speech, and it wasn’t the alcohol or the grief—at least not entirely. Something about this wolf made meburn, hot as a mother. If I were in the mood to be honest with myself, which I wasn’t, everything about the wolf was turning me on right now.
I’d never been a prude, but damn... this was something new. I was about to mark my first one-night stand in the books. Everyone needed to have one at some point in their life, right? Why not with a werewolf?
He struggled with my key for a second and then we were inside. Moonlight streamed through the open window, to reveal the molten fire in his eyes. In one swift move, he tossed me on the bed, and I growled. Strong men had always turned me on, and this one was hot as fuck.
I stared up at him while he settled his body over mine. Biceps bulged as his face swam into view above me.
