the flash in his eyes gave a split-second’s warning so when he latched on and sucked hard, she only kinda screamed.
He released pressure but applied his tongue diligently, and she moaned out her happiness. When he pulled off with a pop a moment later, Shelley smiled at him.
“You having fun?” he asked.
She pivoted her hips over his hard-on as an answer, pleased to watch his eyes roll back. “Tons. You?”
“Oh, yeah.” He jerked her forward and took the other breast under attack, and this time she out-and-out shrieked as he nipped the sensitive tip.
Behind them the door flew open, and a growling and furious male charged into the room, power radiating off him. Pizza boxes flew every direction as the dark-haired stranger growled, “Get your hands off her, you bastard.”
Through the blur of confusion, switching from sexual excitement to shock at being invaded, facts slowly percolated to the surface.
There was a wolf in her living room.
Well, one other than the Métis cross-blood she’d been happily riding like a pony. This one looked a trifle more intimidating as he stomped across the room toward them. Chase did his best to help cover her, only that meant he actually had his hands cupping her breasts as she rotated and tried to snatch up her discarded T-shirt.
Out of the corner of her eye, Shelley spotted Caroline entering the room, plastic bags dangling from her hands.
“Shelley? You okay?”
Face flaming-hot, she debated the best way to dig out of this hole.
Chase took part of the decision away from her, cradling her head and pressing her face to the V of his neck. That meant only her naked back faced the newcomers. Thank heavens she hadn’t ditched her pants or she’d be mooning them. “She’s fine. You mind?”
“Shit.” That deep masculine voice again. There was a moment’s scrambling that Shelley assumed were feet shuffling on the floor. “You’re not in trouble.”
Caroline laughed. “Well, that’s kind of obvious. What did you come running in here like Rambo for, idiot?”
A loud slap. “Ouch. Stop it, Caro. She screamed. You said she was alone, and when I heard her scream I assumed—”
“Oh, pick up the pizza. Make yourself useful.” Caroline’s exasperation rang loud and clear.
Chase snickered. He spoke quietly in her ear. “You have guests.”
Lordy. And here she was topless. “Brilliant deduction.”
“I take it you didn’t invite them.”
She shook her head, and just to drive herself crazy, she relaxed against his warm torso. All her lovely non-sex sex thoughts slipped away. Because if she didn’t miss her guess, Caroline had brought this new guy over to meet her or something.
“Shell, I’m going to take Evan for a quick tour of your…bathroom. Go ahead, we’ll be gone for a couple minutes.”
A hurried whispered conversation moved across the room and vanished behind the click of a door. Chase lifted her chin and smiled at her, that lazy, sexy smile that melted her defenses. He was looking her over with a touch of regret in his eyes. “I guess this means we’re taking a breather.”
She couldn’t resist stroking his chest one last time. “I guess. Sorry. Looks as if my sister got it into her head to cheer me up or something.”
Feather-light touches of his fingertips over her nipples made her catch her breath. He sighed again. “Damn shame. You’re gorgeous.”
He handed her T-shirt over before retrieving his own, rising to help gather the rest of the food supplies. “They accosted your pizza-delivery guy.”
Shelley joined him in the kitchen, reaching to prepare drinks. “Poor pizza dude. Hey, you’re staying, right?”
He nodded, his slow movements belying the strength he’d shown her moments before. “You entertain the Alpha of the Takhini pack often?”
Her body went numb and the two-liter bottle of pop in her right hand slipped from her fingers. Chase caught it just before it could hit the floor and explode.
Alpha?
She stared at her
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