“She wasn’t stupid enough to hit a fucking werewolf, was she?” Braxton’s eyes grew round.
“She smacked him twice, told him she has amazing sex skills, and wanted to pop her dentures out and prove it.”
“Jesus. Too much information, man.” Damon shook his head as if trying to dislodge the images.
Braxton faced Jayden. “She’s lucky he didn’t go into a rage and tear them apart.”
“I think he was more freaked out by the fact they didn’t seem scared of him at all. All they wanted was to tie him up and fuck him.”
Ava laughed.
“That’s not funny.” Jayden whirled around at Ava. “They’re like a pack of wild dogs. That’s without any alcohol in them. They’re even worse when they’re drunk. I’m going to need serious therapy after this.”
Kate shivered against him. “Where’s your coat?” Braxton scowled.
“I forgot to grab it.” Kate shrugged.
“Come on.” Braxton lifted her up in his arms and carried her into the house. He didn’t bother putting her down until he reached her bedroom.
“You didn’t have to do that. I could have walked.” Kate pulled the quilt off the rocker and wrapped it around her shoulders.
“I like carrying you.” Braxton’s chest tugged. He knew he couldn’t stay here any longer.
She reached up and stroked his cheek with the back of her fingertips. Braxton closed his eyes at her warm touch. He couldn’t have Kate. He was the only werewolf fucked up enough to want to mate someone he couldn’t have. Figures.
He opened his eyes. Her beautiful caramel gaze stared up at him, making his heart warm and tingle. She was the only good thing in his life he’d ever had. She was the only woman who would ever hold his heart. He opened his mouth to tell her, but the words wouldn’t come out. So instead, he decided he would show her just how much he loved her.
“Braxton…”
“Shush.” He placed his finger against her warm lips. She swallowed.
His fingers fumbled at her buttons on her shirt. Slowly, he managed to free her top. He touched her throat, letting his hand glide down across her soft skin, feeling her heartbeat pulsing against his fingertips.
“I can’t stay.”
“I know. You should probably wait until dawn to leave, to make sure the Assassins have left town.”
“You need to know how much I care for you.” Braxton cleared his throat and met her gaze. “You need to know how much I love you.”
Her lips parted. “Braxton, I…”
“Wait. I need to tell you this, you need to know.” He slid her shirt off her shoulders and let it drift to the floor.
“I have felt more alive these last few days with you than I ever have my entire life.” He removed her bra and let it fall to join her shirt.
She blinked and covered her naked breasts with her hands.
He pulled her hands away. “Don’t. I love looking at you. I love looking at every part of you.” Braxton let his gaze linger on her breasts before kneeling and freeing her jeans and tugging them down her slender hips. From his kneeling position, he kissed her thigh before lifting one leg and then the other out of her jeans.
He hooked his thumbs on either side of her panties and pulled, ripping them from her body.
He lifted his gaze and grinned.
***
Kate threaded her fingers through Braxton’s silky hair, loving the contrast of the sporadic strands of blue. She’d never thought she’d fall in love again. And she certainly never thought she’d fall for someone who was totally not her type. Bad boy, tattooed up with blue streaks through his hair, and riding a Harley. Well, was riding a Harley. He was exactly the kind of man her mother always warned her of.
Kate smiled.
“What are you smiling about?” Braxton kissed the outside of her thigh, his eyes never leaving hers as his mouth trailed over her skin.
“I was thinking about how my mom would have liked you.” Her words came out between gasps of air. Her thighs tingled against his hot breath.
“I bet she wouldn’t like me so much if she knew what I’m about to do to her daughter.”
“Oh yeah? What would that be?” Kate murmured, too out of breath and out of her mind with desire to really care about talking.
“This.” Braxton licked between her thighs, his tongue sliding along her wet heat.
“Oh, God.” Her knees buckled. She grabbed Braxton’s shoulders for balance.
He chuckled against her tender flesh, setting her body on fire. He took his time with his tongue as he nibbled and kissed and licked until she was shamelessly arching against his mouth.
He closed his mouth around her and sucked. Kate grabbed his hair, holding him against her, demanding he finish her.
She came against his mouth, crying out and trembling as Braxton continued to assault her with his tongue until she went limp.
***
He stood and took her into his arms, kissing her hard until he could barely catch his breath. Picking her up, he laid her gently on the bed and quickly rid himself of his clothes.