“Actually, I do.” I wouldn’t be able to live with myself otherwise. But most days, it was more difficult than I’d ever imagined.
I was in touch with Astrid Clyborne daily as she helped track down the shifter families affected by my brother’s twisted agenda. Emotionally, it was a lot. She’d offered up her team psychologist for me to speak to more than once. I was almost ready to take her up on it.
But the process of helping those my brother hurt was also rewarding. And I had Landon to come home to. He had a way of making me forget everything else—even if it only lasted until the next morning, when I’d start the process all over again.
“Did you hear from Marley or Alina today?”
I tilted my head at him, my eyes narrowing. “Yes.” I dragged out the word. “They have follow-up interviews with Clyborne.” Now that Astrid knew they were aware of shifters and were trustworthy, she was more willing to consider them as future employees. And I may have put in a few good words, like how much she’d be missing out if they weren’t on her team. I pursed my lips. “How did you know that?”
“I might have heard something through the grapevine.”
“Walker is a gossip to the nth degree.”
He grinned. “Maybe. But if he keeps me in the loop, I won’t complain.”
I smoothed the front of his dress shirt. “You’re home early. I thought you wouldn’t be back until after supper because of some big meeting.”
He pulled me closer. “Yes, well. I kept thinking about you, couldn’t get you out of my head, really. No point having a meeting I wouldn’t pay attention to. I rescheduled.”
“Mmmm,” I agreed, my core warming from the heat in his eyes. “It pays to be the CEO.” I cleared my throat. “And what was it you were thinking of, exactly?”
His eyes became hooded. “I kept seeing you on all fours, on our bed, spreading yourself open for me.”
My inner thighs tingled from the picture he’d created. “That sounds…hot. Was there more?”
He nodded, guiding me backward toward our bedroom. “You touched yourself and kept saying wonderful, dirty things.”
I swallowed. “What kind of things?” My voice came out a squeak.
“How you wanted me to fuck your mouth and pussy, and play with your ass.”
“Dear lord, your imagination is just a-going, isn’t it?” The backs of my knees hit the bed. I hadn’t realized we’d traveled that far, my attention solely on Landon and his primal eyes. Sometimes I swore I could see two parts to him, that his bear would sometimes try to take control—like right now.
He removed his tie, slowly, the soft sound of the silk against his collar loud in the silence. Folding it in half, he let the expensive material dangle over his fingertips.
I licked my lips. “Who gets to be tied up this time, you or me?”
“Neither.” The silk whispering through his fingers, he wrapped the tie around my head as a blindfold. His scent lingered, filling my nostrils, the material pressing gently against my cheeks and forehead, then firmer as he tugged it tight.
With my sight gone, my other senses heightened. A gentle finger traced my lips, cheekbones, and hairline, before traveling downward over my blouse. He squeezed my breasts, then brushed my nipples. They hardened for him, everywhere he touched coming alive. He moved, the hushed sounds of his clothes created images of what he was doing in my mind. When there was total silence, my stomach clenched in anticipation.
Something pressed against my lips. “Open.”
I obeyed, and a finger entered, perhaps his thumb. He stroked the tip of my tongue. I tried to pull him deeper.
“Uh, uh. No sucking yet. You’re going to have to be good to get your reward.”
I smothered my smile.
His movements stilled. “Someone’s looking smug.”
This roughness in him was all a game. And I loved it. Every time he took control like this, I burned up inside, wanting more. When he passed his thumb over my lips a second time, I tried to give it a good, long suck.
His fingers disappeared from my mouth. “If you’re naughty, I’m going to have to tie you up.”
My heart pounded. I liked the idea, but then wondered if having two senses taken away would be too much. He touched my lips again, and I held my mouth open, letting him explore where he wanted without my interference.
“Good girl.”
