Desires of a full moon (Rise of the Arkansas Werewolves, #3)

He shook his head, shocked and repulsed at his loss of self-control. Shit, if Barrett found out, he’d kick his ass out of Arkansas faster than hell. Then where would he be?

He sucked in a deep breath to clear his head and glanced down at the tent in his crotch. He was so fucking hard, any second his dick was going to rip through his zipper. She stirred up his body unlike any other female he’d ever been around. The problem was her age. She was twenty-four, for fuck’s sake. He never dated anyone that young before. He preferred his females knowledgeable when it came to sex. He didn’t have the patience to teach her how to pleasure him. Yet he couldn’t deny how quickly he’d gotten aroused from just being near her.

He tightened his hold on the edge of the counter as blood pounded in his veins. Hell, he’d guess the only experience Haley had with sex was that dickhead boyfriend and then what that rogue wolf had done to her when she’d been kidnapped. She needed someone gentle, someone sweet.

He rubbed the back of his neck, remembering the feel of vertebra cracking under his hand as he snapped the neck of the first wolf that tried to rape her. After that, Jayden had been captured and dragged out before he could kill the second wolf in the room.

What he needed was to get laid. It had been months since he’d last had sex. Hell, it had been that long since he’d even had an erection. Until now.

“I’m going to take a bath,” Haley called out as she made her way toward the bathroom.

“Take your time.” Jayden closed his eyes as he heard a door shut and the water turn on. He imagined her sliding out of that sweatshirt and jeans. What color underwear and bra would she be wearing? Angel white? Or devil red?

He opened his eyes as he stroked his erection through his jeans. His body came alive so fast it shocked him. He could almost hear her stepping into the water and sinking down into the warm bath.

He reached for his zipper. He was a sick bastard. But damn, he needed some kind of relief before he went crazy. He’d never been this this hard in his entire life.

Closing his hand around his cock, he slowly stroked, visualizing the naked image of Haley spreading her thighs for him like a present.

He could imagine how she’d gasp when he tried to enter her tight heat. She’d tighten around him with delicious pleasure until he was all the way inside.

He stroked himself harder and faster until he let out a groan, spilling his release onto the kitchen floor.

Jayden shuddered, disgusted at himself. Something was wrong with him. He shouldn’t be fantasizing about someone he couldn’t have.

He snatched up some paper towels and quickly cleaned up his mess. Shoving the paper towels and the evidence in the garbage can, he washed his hands. With his body under control, he made a mental note to call Barrett and update him on the situation.

If his Pack Master knew what was best, then maybe he’d send someone to replace him. Before things got out of hand and boundaries were crossed.

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“Haley.”

“Go away.” She swatted the hand on her shoulder that was shaking her and interrupting her sleep.

“Haley, wake up.” Jayden’s voice drifted over her.

“What time is it?” She blinked and forced open her leaden eyes. Jayden sat on the edge of the bed, looming over her with his large presence.

“Seven.” Jayden stared down at her.

“Seven a.m.?” She bolted upright. She couldn’t afford to miss class. Her unblemished attendance was the only thing keeping her from failing out of college.

“No. It’s seven o’clock at night. Dinner’s ready.” He chuckled.

Haley pushed herself up on her elbows and hid a yawn behind her hand. “That bath must have made me sleepy.” She hadn’t slept that well since she’d moved to Arkansas. She eased off the bed and stood.

“Have you been sleeping at night?” Jayden asked as they walked down the hall toward the kitchen.

“Not really.” She shrugged. The fact was she hadn’t slept more than a few hours at a time. She was surprised that she could still function. It was probably all the adrenaline pumping through her body from being constantly on guard.

He motioned for her to sit at the small kitchen island and placed a plate in front of her. Her mouth watered as the delicious aroma assaulted her senses.

“I’m guessing you like steak.” Jayden shot her a grin. Her heart raced a little in her chest. Get over yourself, girl. He’s just here to do his job, not do you.

“I’m a Were, aren’t I?” She eyed the plate with appreciation. “Did you make all this?”

“It doesn’t take much skill to make a salad and bake a potato. Grilling a steak is something all guys know how to do.”

Haley snorted. “You should tell that to my ex-boyfriend.”

His eyes narrowed at the mention of her ex. He turned and opened the refrigerator.

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