continued—he’d chosen a good sample—and it had clearly gotten easier for him as time passed. Maybe she could do this whole Alpha stuff.
The clan alliance, now…she still wasn’t so sure about that. Jason was—well, he seemed completely perfect, but that was the problem. She’d fallen for him head over heels, but she’d been wrong about guys before. She didn’t want her hormones ruling her head. Giving everything over, so soon after they’d met, felt wrong. But if Jason was a good man—and everything inside her was telling her he was—they’d be able to take their time. She reached over and took his hand. “I’m hungry,” she said. “How are you?”
“I’m one kind of hungry,” he said, waggling his eyebrows.
She laughed. All right, she was a little hungry that way too. “We should probably eat first, then we’ll have more energy.”
“That sounds pretty good too. You want to go out or stay in?”
“Stay in, definitely,” she said. “There’s some take-out menus on the fridge, a couple deliver.”
“Any preferences?”
“If I didn’t like them, they wouldn’t be on the fridge.” She gathered the envelopes back together and carefully put them back in the box. She’d have to call Emily Lee soon, maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow she could deal with the clan, and telling her sisters the truth. Tonight she wanted to have a nice night at home with Jason. Maybe she was never going to be completely normal again, but she at least could have a normal date. “I don’t really dislike anything. Except broccoli. That’s gross.”
“Spinach okay?”
“I love spinach,” she said.
“Okay, I think I’ve got a plan. You’re not a vegetarian, you don’t mind spinach? I got this.”
They’d just gone to a diner for lunch, nothing special.
He picked up the phone. “I’ll gonna check on the back while I order. What’s your street address?”
“223 North, unit A.”
“Got it,” he said, and walked out the back door.
She looked through the love letters while he ordered. Just skimmed them, really, but it was enough. Enough to see the love between them both, what must have been little in-jokes. And Ethan hadn’t even been a shifter. Maybe it wasn’t that weird. Maybe Jason—
The door opened and he came back in. “Twenty-five minutes,” he said. “What should we do before then?” He lifted an eyebrow.
“Bedroom’s right there,” she said, tilting her head to the side. “If you’re out of condoms, I’ve got some in the drawer.”
“Well, if you insist,” he said, smiling.
“Will…will you show me? The teeth and claws thing?”
His smile…sharpened. Oh. Oh my.
“Don’t be afraid of the big bad wolf,” he said.
She feigned shock. “Oh, my,” she said, “what big teeth you have!”
“The better to eat you with, my dear.”
She ran to the bedroom, her heart pounding, overheated already. God, she was wet. She unbuttoned her jeans as she went, but she didn’t get them all the way off before Jason tackled her, catching her by the waist and carrying her into the bed as easily as a man lifting a kitten. How did he do that?
His hands roamed across her body, feeling her nipples through her shirt and bra, working down to her hips, sliding finally to her panties and pulling them off with her jeans. “And you smell delicious,” he said. She could still see how sharp and white his teeth were.
He dipped his head between her legs. Oh, God. Even though she was already dripping, his tongue felt wet. Delicious. Hot. She wanted to writhe underneath him, but she also wanted to hold still, wanted to see what he’d do, what he wanted to do to her.
Then he put his hands on her thighs, holding her steady, and she couldn’t move at all. She moaned, deep in the back of her throat, and she could feel him smiling against her skin, though she couldn’t begin to explain how. She reached down for him, touching his thick, dark hair.
His hair was so, so soft. Almost like fur.
His tongue
The clan alliance, now…she still wasn’t so sure about that. Jason was—well, he seemed completely perfect, but that was the problem. She’d fallen for him head over heels, but she’d been wrong about guys before. She didn’t want her hormones ruling her head. Giving everything over, so soon after they’d met, felt wrong. But if Jason was a good man—and everything inside her was telling her he was—they’d be able to take their time. She reached over and took his hand. “I’m hungry,” she said. “How are you?”
“I’m one kind of hungry,” he said, waggling his eyebrows.
She laughed. All right, she was a little hungry that way too. “We should probably eat first, then we’ll have more energy.”
“That sounds pretty good too. You want to go out or stay in?”
“Stay in, definitely,” she said. “There’s some take-out menus on the fridge, a couple deliver.”
“Any preferences?”
“If I didn’t like them, they wouldn’t be on the fridge.” She gathered the envelopes back together and carefully put them back in the box. She’d have to call Emily Lee soon, maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow she could deal with the clan, and telling her sisters the truth. Tonight she wanted to have a nice night at home with Jason. Maybe she was never going to be completely normal again, but she at least could have a normal date. “I don’t really dislike anything. Except broccoli. That’s gross.”
“Spinach okay?”
“I love spinach,” she said.
“Okay, I think I’ve got a plan. You’re not a vegetarian, you don’t mind spinach? I got this.”
They’d just gone to a diner for lunch, nothing special.
He picked up the phone. “I’ll gonna check on the back while I order. What’s your street address?”
“223 North, unit A.”
“Got it,” he said, and walked out the back door.
She looked through the love letters while he ordered. Just skimmed them, really, but it was enough. Enough to see the love between them both, what must have been little in-jokes. And Ethan hadn’t even been a shifter. Maybe it wasn’t that weird. Maybe Jason—
The door opened and he came back in. “Twenty-five minutes,” he said. “What should we do before then?” He lifted an eyebrow.
“Bedroom’s right there,” she said, tilting her head to the side. “If you’re out of condoms, I’ve got some in the drawer.”
“Well, if you insist,” he said, smiling.
“Will…will you show me? The teeth and claws thing?”
His smile…sharpened. Oh. Oh my.
“Don’t be afraid of the big bad wolf,” he said.
She feigned shock. “Oh, my,” she said, “what big teeth you have!”
“The better to eat you with, my dear.”
She ran to the bedroom, her heart pounding, overheated already. God, she was wet. She unbuttoned her jeans as she went, but she didn’t get them all the way off before Jason tackled her, catching her by the waist and carrying her into the bed as easily as a man lifting a kitten. How did he do that?
His hands roamed across her body, feeling her nipples through her shirt and bra, working down to her hips, sliding finally to her panties and pulling them off with her jeans. “And you smell delicious,” he said. She could still see how sharp and white his teeth were.
He dipped his head between her legs. Oh, God. Even though she was already dripping, his tongue felt wet. Delicious. Hot. She wanted to writhe underneath him, but she also wanted to hold still, wanted to see what he’d do, what he wanted to do to her.
Then he put his hands on her thighs, holding her steady, and she couldn’t move at all. She moaned, deep in the back of her throat, and she could feel him smiling against her skin, though she couldn’t begin to explain how. She reached down for him, touching his thick, dark hair.
His hair was so, so soft. Almost like fur.
His tongue
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