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Bad Wolf (Wild Men 4)

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At the last moment, though, he reaches for me and snags my wrist, pulling me to him. Before I know it, I’m included in the hug, and the three of us stand together, three links in a chain of love that makes us whole.

That evening, after turning off the lights in the apartment, long after Helen has left, I find Jesse curled up on his side on the bed.

I hesitate at the door of my bedroom, wondering what he’s thinking. The reunion was joyful. Helen explained she’d been to visit her parents, found them in the middle of a huge fight during which windows were broken and bullets fired. The police came. Then social services swooped in and placed her with a new foster family.

A good family, who moved away from Minneapolis, where Jesse was at the time, to one of the smaller towns in the area. And no matter how hard she looked for him, she never found him again,

Because meanwhile he’d been also whisked away to a boy camp in the countryside, from which he escaped a few months later and hitched a ride to Madison.

It’s a heartbreaking story, and I’m glad they both had their happy ending.

Although right now I’m not certain what I should do. So I take a step back. Maybe he needs some space. It’s a lot to process, for sure.

“Embers.” His deep voice stops me as I turn to go, draws me back to him like a magic spell.

He sits up, giving me a crooked grin, and I go straight to him. Kicking off my sandals, I climb onto the bed and curl next to him.

He tucks a stray curl behind my ear and strokes my neck. Electric shocks travel down my spine, and the tips of my breasts tighten painfully.

Crap. He’s too bruised, physically and psychologically for this… surely? The gleam in his eyes is wicked, and so is the trail his hand is following, from my neck down to my breasts, leaving behind fire.

“JJ…” I gasp when he cups one breast, his thumb sliding teasingly over my aching nipple. “I thought…”

“I love you,” he whispers, lifting himself up on one elbow, his thumb moving in circles over the sensitive peak until I throb madly between my legs. “So much.”

“Love you, too, JJ,” I say and knot a hand behind his head, pulling him down for a kiss. “I’m yours.”

“Does this mean you’re my girl?” he whispers against my lips, then pulls back an inch, frowning. “Shit. Does it mean I have to meet your parents?”

“What’s your deal with parents?” I laugh quietly.

“I’m not the kind of man your parents will approve.”

God, he’s serious about this. “Of course they will approve. You’re the nicest boy I know. The kindest. And in any case, it’s my life, and I want you in it.”

“Embers…” His eyes go overly bright and he crushes his mouth to mine.

This time there’s nothing gentle about it. The kiss turns heated in seconds, lips and teeth clashing. He climbs on top of me, between my legs, and I gasp when his hard-on presses where I need him the most.

“Holy shit.” He breaks the kiss, panting hard, head bowed, and reaches down, inside his pants, to adjust himself.

Boy is that hot. Love the way strong muscles shift and slide in his upper arms and shoulders, how his T-shirt stretches across his chest.

So sexy.

He reaches for the straps of my top, gently slips them down my arms, the roughness of his palms sending shivers skittering across my skin. “I want to undress you and take my time with you.”

I can’t speak, because he’s pulling my soft top down, baring my bra, his mouth following, branding the mounds of my breasts.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he whispers reverently. “The most beautiful girl in the world.”

I moan his name when he mouths the tip of my breast through the thin lace, my hands scrabbling at his shoulders. He moves to the other breast, his clever fingers tugging my bra down until he has full access.

Slow. So slow, the way he teases me, licking and suckling and lightly scraping his teeth over the sensitive tips until I squirm, the pleasure reaching the point of pain.

He gives them one final lick that makes me cry out, then he pulls everything down and off me—my top, my skirt, my panties—leaving only my bra bunched under my breasts. He lets the clothes fall to the floor and gazes up at me, his eyes raking over my body, hungry and dark.

“Look at you,” he breathes. “So damn hot.”



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