I have to take
this.”
I nodded, suddenly feeling cold without him pressed to me. I
rubbed my arms as he quietly talked.
I didn’t think anything of him taking the call at first
until he turned from me as he chuckled. That low and sexy laugh I loved so
much. His body language changed from tense to relaxed as he talked about the
convention.
Likely a friend calling. I cocked my head to the side. A
female friend? I couldn’t hear the words, but it was definitely a woman’s
cadence.
A furious flash of jealousy zipped through me. He’d stopped
kissing me to talk to another woman?
No, no. That was silly. Maybe it was his mom or sister.
Anyway, girls and guys could be friends. I had friends that were men.
“My place. Tomorrow night. Can’t wait.” Dean then said his
goodbye and ended his call.
I bit my tongue. I didn’t dare let out the possessive alpha
werewolf. It would send Dean running and screaming down the hall to know I even
felt that way. Hell, I wanted to run and scream as I battled with my inner
werewolf that I had no clue existed before Dean!
Dean turned to face me and smiled. “That was my adviser.”
I nodded. His academic adviser was a woman and coming to his
place on a Sunday night? Not professional at all. That meant they were friends
or…
No. It didn’t mean anything like that. Dean wouldn’t do that
to me.
Why was the werewolf still growling?
“We’re working out a few things,” he added.
I nipped my bottom lip and nodded again. That so did not
sound innocent at all.
Taking my hand into his, Dean grinned. “Now, where were we?
I think we were about to head back to my room.”
An annoying urge to push him away irked me. There was
nothing going on with Dean and his adviser. Nothing. I shouldn’t feel this way.
It made me angrier that I did. No guy had ever provoked such emotions from me.
What I needed to do was let him take me back to his room and
then let my inner werewolf ravish him. Mark him so that everyone could see that
he was mine. I should be annoyed with that primitive urge too, but I quite
liked it.
I yanked him to me and kissed his supple lips. “I don’t know
if we could get there fast enough for my liking.”
Dean groaned with his breath hot against my mouth. “Then we’ll
have to run.”
I grinned, clasped my hand with his, and tugged him down the
hall. “Allons-y!”
Just like the Doctor and Rose, we ran down the hall and out
of the convention center. But unlike Rose, I knew I was going to get more than
a peek at his sonic screwdriver. I was going to screw him senseless!
We were breathing heavily by the time we got to the hotel
and hopped into an elevator. I didn’t wait for either of us to catch our
breaths. I pinned him to the wall and kissed him with ferocious passion. The
soft sound the elevator made as it jetted up was a little like the TARDIS. It
turned me on all the more.
Dean groaned and gripped my rear tight, digging his fingers
in to my cheeks.
The elevator dinged, and I slipped away from him. I stepped
out the door and crooked a finger. Much more like River Song than Rose, but I
could only hope I looked as alluring.
The door started to close. Dean darted forward, slamming a
hand against it, and followed me into the corridor. Long lashes shaded his
bedroom eyes that were so dilated they looked almost black. He patted his
pockets and finally drew out his room key. His hot gaze never left me.
I didn’t pause. I walked ahead of him and stopped to lean
against his door. My upper inner thighs clenched. I wanted him like I had no
one else before.
Dean stuck his card in the lock and slid his other hand up
my shirt even before he opened the door. We stumbled inside, him dropping his
key card, and almost ended up in the closet as our bodies slammed together with
another hot kiss.
“Hello, sweetie.” My voice hit the perfect husky tone. Every
inch of my body sizzled with the heat between us even though my goose bumps and
hard nipples suggested a
this.”
I nodded, suddenly feeling cold without him pressed to me. I
rubbed my arms as he quietly talked.
I didn’t think anything of him taking the call at first
until he turned from me as he chuckled. That low and sexy laugh I loved so
much. His body language changed from tense to relaxed as he talked about the
convention.
Likely a friend calling. I cocked my head to the side. A
female friend? I couldn’t hear the words, but it was definitely a woman’s
cadence.
A furious flash of jealousy zipped through me. He’d stopped
kissing me to talk to another woman?
No, no. That was silly. Maybe it was his mom or sister.
Anyway, girls and guys could be friends. I had friends that were men.
“My place. Tomorrow night. Can’t wait.” Dean then said his
goodbye and ended his call.
I bit my tongue. I didn’t dare let out the possessive alpha
werewolf. It would send Dean running and screaming down the hall to know I even
felt that way. Hell, I wanted to run and scream as I battled with my inner
werewolf that I had no clue existed before Dean!
Dean turned to face me and smiled. “That was my adviser.”
I nodded. His academic adviser was a woman and coming to his
place on a Sunday night? Not professional at all. That meant they were friends
or…
No. It didn’t mean anything like that. Dean wouldn’t do that
to me.
Why was the werewolf still growling?
“We’re working out a few things,” he added.
I nipped my bottom lip and nodded again. That so did not
sound innocent at all.
Taking my hand into his, Dean grinned. “Now, where were we?
I think we were about to head back to my room.”
An annoying urge to push him away irked me. There was
nothing going on with Dean and his adviser. Nothing. I shouldn’t feel this way.
It made me angrier that I did. No guy had ever provoked such emotions from me.
What I needed to do was let him take me back to his room and
then let my inner werewolf ravish him. Mark him so that everyone could see that
he was mine. I should be annoyed with that primitive urge too, but I quite
liked it.
I yanked him to me and kissed his supple lips. “I don’t know
if we could get there fast enough for my liking.”
Dean groaned with his breath hot against my mouth. “Then we’ll
have to run.”
I grinned, clasped my hand with his, and tugged him down the
hall. “Allons-y!”
Just like the Doctor and Rose, we ran down the hall and out
of the convention center. But unlike Rose, I knew I was going to get more than
a peek at his sonic screwdriver. I was going to screw him senseless!
We were breathing heavily by the time we got to the hotel
and hopped into an elevator. I didn’t wait for either of us to catch our
breaths. I pinned him to the wall and kissed him with ferocious passion. The
soft sound the elevator made as it jetted up was a little like the TARDIS. It
turned me on all the more.
Dean groaned and gripped my rear tight, digging his fingers
in to my cheeks.
The elevator dinged, and I slipped away from him. I stepped
out the door and crooked a finger. Much more like River Song than Rose, but I
could only hope I looked as alluring.
The door started to close. Dean darted forward, slamming a
hand against it, and followed me into the corridor. Long lashes shaded his
bedroom eyes that were so dilated they looked almost black. He patted his
pockets and finally drew out his room key. His hot gaze never left me.
I didn’t pause. I walked ahead of him and stopped to lean
against his door. My upper inner thighs clenched. I wanted him like I had no
one else before.
Dean stuck his card in the lock and slid his other hand up
my shirt even before he opened the door. We stumbled inside, him dropping his
key card, and almost ended up in the closet as our bodies slammed together with
another hot kiss.
“Hello, sweetie.” My voice hit the perfect husky tone. Every
inch of my body sizzled with the heat between us even though my goose bumps and
hard nipples suggested a
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