Wolf Charmer (Team Greywolf 2)

Gaby sighed. Fear of capture took a back burner to finding a room. She scrolled through various hotels. “Sorry, it looks like all the nice places are booked.”

“No problem.”

They drove until midnight and then pulled over at hotel just west of Redding and checked in. At this point, anything would do. While she waited for him to get a room, she stepped into the lobby and poured some hot chocolate.

She overheard him. “We’ll take the suite then.” A few minutes later, Kane found her. “We are on the top floor.”

She wiped hot chocolate from her upper lip. “Cool, let’s get our bags.”

“I’ll get them. Meet me by the elevator.” She scanned the area. No one but the hotel attendant was around. Were they safe? The United States was big and trying to find their whereabouts, whether werewolves or werewolf hunters, would not be easy. If she’d known her mother’s bracelet had a tracking chip, she might have escaped long ago. Although, she no longer regretted her past mistake. At least now, she’d met the love of her life. She skipped high speed dating to high speed mating. Kane walked in with the huge wheeled suitcase and her laptop slung over his shoulder. The suitcase fit their clothes and the briefcase of cash. He smiled. “Come on.” They entered the elevator and she pressed ten.

The silent hallway broke into a barking frenzy. From behind closed doors, owners shouted at dogs to calm down. Soon, they’d come out to see if there was a fire in the building. “They smell you.”

He used the card key to open the door. “Can you do something, hon?”

“No problem.” Before Gabby entered their room, she closed her eyes and immediately the dogs stopped barking. She shut the door. “Next time, we won’t book a pet friendly hotel.”

Kane whirled around and suddenly picked her up. “I forgot.”

“What?”

“I need to carry you over the threshold.”

“You already did, yesterday.”

“How about I carry you to bed then?”

“Hold on wolf. Let’s freshen up first.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Okay, but together.”

Gaby laughed as he walked over to the bathroom area. “Ooh, big tub.”

Kane set her down. “I’ll be right back.” He turned. “Be naked when I do.”

She smirked. “You, too.” She undressed and then turned on the shower.

He returned. Naked. Aroused. “Our first shower together.”

Together, they stepped in. As the spray of hot water rained on her, he lifted her and captured her mouth with hungry urgency. She wrapped her legs around his waist. His body pressed against her, hard chest against soft breasts and needy nipples. She melted with lust.

He slowly released her. “Shall we wash each other?”

“How about you reach the washcloth?”

He lifted a brow and gave her a wolfish smile. “You know wolves prefer licking their mates clean.”

Gaby shivered. “Who goes first?”

“I do.” He kneeled before her, gripped her bottom and drew her in. She gasped as he gently kissed her warm mound. Kisses turned into probing explorations of her tender flesh. On the verge of complete ecstasy, she gripped his head and thrashed. “Oh, my god. Yesss.” She convulsed around him and gasped in completion.

Kane enjoyed pleasing his wife. After she collapsed from her explosive climaxes, he made sure she didn’t fall and began washing her. He pumped soap out of a bottle onto the washcloth and squeezed it over her satin smooth skin. As he washed her breasts, her nipples appeared to have doubled in size. He licked and bit each and she arched. He took great care not to hurt her with his extended canines, which probably felt like daggers, over her sensitive nipples. So delicious. He wanted her now, but better in bed. Where he could tenderly bite Gaby’s tempting pulse and taste her blood. “How about shampoo?”

She smiled and trailed a finger down his abs. “First, I need to clean my mate.”

He handed her the washcloth and spread his legs, his erection throbbing. He hissed as she caressed the underside of his hardness. He wondered if she would switch from cloth to tongue, but unfortunately, he wouldn’t find out today. He grabbed the washcloth from her hand and turned off the water. “I can’t wait.”

Kane picked her up, marched to the bed and lay her down on her back. Besides her hot moist body, the pulse in her throat was an ancient drum calling forth the predator. The scent of her sweet blood tempted him with a hunger like no other. The wolf wanted her now. What is happening to me? He kissed her and then eased into her. Slowly. Sex would satisfy him and release him from the demand for her blood. She accepted each thrust. He focused on her lush lips, but his wolf commanded him, Bite her and complete the mating bond. She’ll think I’m a vampire. His wolf snarled. Seal the bond. Her blood’s sweet aroma filled the air, her pulse sang to him and her pleasurable breaths encouraged him to taste her. He tenderly bit her earlobe. “Gaby, I must stop.”