“Then don’t let it happen. Go to her and keep her safe. Even humans will be affected by Cate’s heat. Protect your mate.” Alek didn’t need to tell him twice. He would do everything in his power to keep his mate safe and protected.
Lukyan went to the sliding door that led to the porch. “I’ll call you in a few days. I need to find my mate.”
He turned and undid his pants. It would be faster to run to her in his wolf form.
Norah woke up to thoughts of Lukyan. She had only been asleep for a few hours, but something told her she would not be able to get any more rest this evening. In her dream he was positioned between her legs, thrusting into her body at a fierce tempo. Her body ached with want for him. His eyes had raked over her body so possessively the night before. She loved how he made her feel sexy, like she was the only woman in the world he ever truly wanted. Her pussy clenched at the memory.
It wasn’t just the heat between them that made her feel special. So far everything with him had been easy. For the first time in her entire life, she actually ate dinner on a first date. If that didn’t prove that whatever was between them was special, nothing would! Normally, she was too nervous to eat, but with Lukyan she felt no nerves. His presence put her at ease like no one else she had ever known. Most of their dinner had been spent in companionable silence. Norah imagined how her retelling of this night would go when she spoke with Jessie. Her best friend would find the silence awkward and think Lukyan weird. Norah would have to find the words to explain how comfortable and right it felt just to sit with him. Her mind drifted thinking of what it would be like to sleep with Lukyan.
If it hadn’t been for Jessie’s call, she would already know the answer. It would have been the best sex of her life, she was sure of it. But the ill-timed, or perhaps it was perfectly-timed, phone call stopped her from following through with what was likely absolute and complete relationship suicide.
“Hey, I meant to call you earlier, but I got pulled in on a delivery and just now got away. Did you work up the nerve to talk to Mr. Hottie?”
“Actually, I’m with him right now.”
“Right now! You go girl. Use protection.”
“I —”
“Uh-uh, lady, don’t you back out of this. I already told you to break some eggs, get messy, and fuck the hottie.”
“It’s not like that, Jess. This guy is different. Special.”
“Norah, don’t do this. Don’t turn a one night stand into something special. That is old Norah. Step one Norah. I want you to be fun Norah, without expectations.”
That was it. That was all it took to pull Norah out from under the spell Lukyan had cast. He did make her feel special, beautiful, perfect and wanted, but was it all in Norah’s mind? Was Jessie right about her falling in love too quickly and ruining everything? She needed to keep her mind on the goal. No more step one Norah. Instinct told her that sex with Lukyan would definitely send her spiraling over the edge toward step one faster than ever before.
Norah had looked back at Lukyan and the look in his eyes told her he knew. He knew that her friend had essentially cock-blocked him. But was he more frustrated that she wasn’t going to have sex with him, or that she was making him leave? Maybe the sunlight would bring answers. Perhaps a day with Lukyan on the ski slopes would help her determine if he was a step one guy, or just a stepping stone to step two.
Annoyed and frustrated, she got up and brushed her teeth. She had packed a smutty romance novel in her bag before she left, fearing that she would spend the entire three days alone in the cabin. She grabbed the book with the hot muscled abs on the front cover and took it into the living room. The fire was almost out, so she added some wood before sitting down on the couch to read.
She had chosen a book by an author that was known for starting her stories hot and fast. Norah was grateful for her smart decision because her body was aching for release. Half-way through chapter one, the book’s hero cornered his secretary in the office. Norah imagined that she was the secretary and Lukyan was the boss. The blue-eyed brunette in the book soon turned into a blue-eyed blonde in her mind. The boss ripped the secretary’s shirt and buttons flew across the office. Would Lukyan rip her shirt that way? Would he be rough with her? She wanted that.
As she read, Norah inched her hand down her body and under the cover she had pulled over her lap. She grabbed at her hem and pulled the gown up to her hips. Her fingers probed the edge of her panties and slipped inside. Norah continued to read as she touched herself With every thrust of the boss’s hips, Norah’s finger flicked her swollen bud. Her passage was wet, soaking her panties. The boss slammed into the secretary’s pussy. With each thrust, his balls slapped against her clit. The secretary was close, her body tightening around his shaft. Norah was close. Her hands moved faster below her panties. The secretary screamed the boss’s name as she came. Norah cried out, “Lukyan!”
Only half-sated, Norah lay boneless on the couch. She would need at least one more session before she could get up and start the day. She put her panties back in place and began to read again. She would be ready to pleasure herself again by the next chapter. Outside the wind howled. The faint yellow light from the security lamp cast enough light to tell her that it had started to snow. It must have been snowing for a while now, given how much of the white stuff was piled around her window sill. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be enough to keep Lukyan away in the morning. Despite her reservations, she wanted to see where this thing with him would lead.
Something knocked at her door. She put the book in her lap and listened. Was it just the wind? The sound came again. Something was scratching at the door. She wondered if a branch had fallen against it. She walked across the room and unlocked the door, not bothering to look out the peephole. On the other side stood a large, white wolf. Its eyes locked with hers and Norah suddenly knew what it was to be hunted. Her heart slammed in her chest. She stabbed frantically at the handle, desperate to slam the door and shut out the beast, but just before she pushed it closed he leaped forward, stopping her attempt to create a barrier.
