It was the best of both worlds, actually—getting to be on top, she could control exactly how deep he went, and was also able to enjoy the sensation of him thrusting up into her, slow and steady.
She was almost certain that after the huge orgasm she’d had earlier, there was no way she’d be able to come that hard again so soon. But she discovered she was wrong. Once Eric began to take her fast and hard, she felt that crazy tingling sensation deep inside her, and had no choice but to close her eyes and scream into Eric’s neck as he roared and came with her. She bucked and ground down on him, loving how coming in this position felt so completely different. Maybe it was simply because Eric knew how to make love to her—a woman could definitely get used to this.
Later, she snuggled close to him, her head pillowed on his chest as she basked in the afterglow of what they’d just shared. For now at least, she didn’t want to think about anything else but being with Eric. She only hoped he was right about finding a way for her pack to stay in Dallas, because the thought of leaving him hurt too much to even think about—and taking him away from his pack didn’t make her feel any better.
*
“So what kind of work are Jayna and her pack looking for?” Mac asked.
She was sitting cross-legged on the couch in the dayroom of the SWAT compound’s training building, Gage on one side, Cooper on the other. Becker had dropped Jayna off at Mac’s parents’ house an hour ago, then came here. The rest of the Pack was gathered around the room, every one of them eager to help, and Becker appreciated their willingness to come up with a solution to Jayna’s problem, especially after he’d lied to them.
“Something that doesn’t necessarily require a high school diploma,” he said in answer to Mac’s question. “I think Joseph and Chris have one, but Jayna ran away when she was seventeen. And while both Moe and Megan were close to graduating when they turned, I don’t think either one of them actually did. We can worry about them taking the GED later though. Right now, let’s limit our search to jobs that don’t require a high school degree. When I talked to Jayna and her pack about it last night, they said they’re open to pretty much anything. But I don’t think bagging groceries at the local supermarket is going to cut it. They need jobs that let them spend as much time together as possible. They don’t like to be away from each other for very long.”
“Damn,” Xander muttered. “I thought our pack was tight.”
“It’s not really that strange if you think about it,” Gage said. “As betas, they’re closer to a real wolf pack than we are, so it makes sense for them to live together and work together. I’d be surprised if they didn’t like to sleep together too.”
“Huh.” Cooper looked at Becker, his mouth twitching. “So, when you and Jayna are together, does the rest of her pack watch?”
Becker growled as Alex and Max both stepped forward to fist-bump Cooper. Not that it mattered. The sound was barely audible above all the laughter.
Mac smacked Cooper on the arm. “Behave,” she admonished. Digging her cell phone out of a purse that could have done double duty as an overnight bag, she turned to Becker. “Okay. Let me make some calls.”
One by one, the rest of the Pack did the same, calling friends, contacts, and anyone who owed the SWAT team a favor. As they came up with possibilities, they posted them on the extra whiteboard Trey had rolled out of the conference room. If a job had potential, it went on the board.
In between, they fielded calls from other cops and law enforcement agencies in the Dallas area who’d heard what Becker and the rest of the SWAT team were up to. They didn’t just call with job opportunities either, but about apartments for rent and a few cars for sale that didn’t cost too much. Before long, the whiteboard was full on both sides. If Mac, Khaki, and the guys hadn’t been there, Becker might have teared up. Hell, even with them there, he got a little misty.
By the time he left to head out to the Stones’ place a few hours later, Becker had four pages of solid job possibilities and some apartments for Jayna and her pack to consider. He only hoped it was enough.
As the Harley’s engine vibrated under him, he tried to tell himself it was all going to work out. It had to. Now that he’d found The One, there was no way in hell he was letting her get away. If that meant he had to move heaven and earth to find a good life for her and her pack mates here in the city, he’d do it. If being with Jayna meant he had to empty out his bank account and sell everything he owned, he was okay with that too.