“I don’t know.”
“It was only this one guy,” Sean said. “No one else has been seen.” He clicked away at his computer and brought the street up. “Look. This is him leaving. He isn’t with anyone.”
“The bastard is alert,” Caspian said. “I don’t like the look of him. He’s not going to get near my woman, got that?”
“I got it, sir. You don’t have to worry. I will protect her, but something doesn’t feel right. What if he’s wanting … protection?”
Caspian growled. “No one from that pack will ever be allowed protection of any kind.” He’d watched them hurt her, and even if that son of a bitch hadn’t partaken in it, he sure as hell hadn’t stopped it.
“You know, there is something weird about him,” Sean said. “Don’t you think? I can’t put my finger on it.” Sean froze the image and zoomed in. “I don’t … do you guys see it?”
“Stop trying to look for something that isn’t there, Sean. Make sure the others are on high alert,” Caspian said. “Also, I want you guys to stop by for dinner tonight.”
“I thought you said to give Sofia some space,” Melissa said.
“She missed you all last night.”
He noticed the pack smiled. “What?”
“It’s a good thing, mate,” Liam said.
“It means she likes us even if we terrify her. Good job,” Simon said.
Caspian shook his head and left, heading back to the cabin in time to find Sofia in the kitchen, cooking breakfast.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, just pack stuff. There might be a few more of them arriving in the next day or so.”
“How come?”
“Full moon, and I think it would be fun to have some of the pack around, you know? To get to know you and all that.” He winked at her, closing the distance between them. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pressed his face against her neck and breathed her in. “I enjoyed this morning,” he said.
She groaned, spinning in his arms. “You’re going to make me burn breakfast.”
“Go ahead, I’ll eat it anyway.”
“Even if it is inedible?”
“You cooked it. Nothing that you touch could ever be inedible.”
“That is … surprisingly … sweet.”
“I’m all about the sweet talking.” He kissed her lips, and Sofia gasped.
He pulled back long enough to look into her eyes. “All you have to do is tell me no,” he said.
“I like it when you kiss me.”
“You do?”
She nodded her head. “Yes.”
He took possession of her mouth. “I love kissing you too.” He spoke in between kisses. He just couldn’t get enough of her.
The taste. The sounds. She mesmerized him.
Running his hands down her back, he went to the curves of her ass, squeezing the flesh with a groan.
“Fuck me, you feel so good.”
She released a whimper and he moved her back toward the counter.
He smelled the burning and he groaned. “Breakfast and then you are all mine.”
She nodded.
Sofia sank her teeth into her lip, and he wanted nothing more than to make love to her mouth. Considering she had never sucked cock before, he couldn’t wait for her to practice on him.
She stepped away from him, and he took a seat at the dining room table, admiring her ass while she worked. This time, she hadn’t worn a pair of jeans, but a beautiful flowing skirt that seemed to curve right over the globes.
His dick was rock-hard.
All he wanted to do was fuck her, to fill her cunt with his spunk, and to finally get her pregnant.
She turned toward him with a plate and put one in front of him.
He clenched his hands into fists as he watched her. The temptation to pull her into his lap was strong, but he stopped himself, giving her the space she clearly needed. It didn’t stop him from wanting to touch her though.
“So, I was wondering,” he said. “How old are you?” he asked.
Sofia chuckled. “Don’t you think you should have asked that before…”
He winked at her. “Before I had my mouth on your pussy?” He loved it when she blushed. It was so cute.
“Well, yeah, I could have been underage?”
“Are you?”
“No, I’m not.”
“How old are you?” he asked.
“I’m twenty-four years old.”
“That’s it?” he asked.
“Yeah, just twenty-four.” She shrugged. “Why?”
“I’m just … curious. And what about your parents?”
Sofia frowned. “You are very curious all of a sudden.”
“I want to know more about you.”
“Okay, fine, but that means I get to learn more about you as well,” she said.
“Of course. Fire away, but I did ask you first,” he said.
She laughed. It was a sweet sound. “I can’t seem to remember much about my parents. They seemed scared all the time. One day, I was told they had left the pack. Abandoned me. It is a little hazy. My life from when I was younger doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.”
“It doesn’t?”
“No. Er, a lot of … things happened after I was like sixteen. I don’t know if I blocked them out or what happened.” She shrugged. “They abandoned me with the pack, and I didn’t go trying to find answers.”