demanded.
He released her hand, and he cradled her head in both his hands so he could look into her blue eyes as he slid his cock in and out of her hot pussy. He knew the moment she teetered on the edge of an orgasm. She sank her nails into his shoulder. The pain shooting through him intensified his pleasure. She screamed her release at the same time his world exploded.
***
Shay lay boneless, certain that she wouldn’t be able to move, ever. When strong male arms snaked around her, she allowed Travis to roll her on her side and press his front to her back. His sandalwood scent invaded her senses and warmed her from the inside out.
At least she no longer had the urge to attack him like a horny, wild beast.
She frowned. That’s exactly what she’d done.
Guilt started to creep into her mind. What had she done? “Travis?”
He squeezed her closer and nuzzled her nape. “Shh. Go to sleep. We’ll talk in the morning.”
She smiled at the undercurrent of a demand in his words while he held her so gently. A yawn shook her and made her eyes water. She managed to get an, “I’m sorry,” out before sleep consumed her.
She woke to the morning sun peeking through the blinds, casting streams of light across the bed. Rolling over, she found that she was alone. She frowned and flipped the covers back, swung her legs over the side of the bed as she sat, and shivered as cool air kissed her bare skin. She scanned the room. Her gaze landed on a pile of neatly folded clothes on the dresser.
She slid off the bed and padded over. The clothes were the jeans and sweater she’d worn last night, and they’d been cleaned. Her heart swelled at the gesture, but at the same time guilt burned in her belly and grew.
She dressed, relieved to have undergarments and clothes that fit her, although being in Travis’s sweats and tee had made her feel a little naughty and claimed. Last night had held a lot of firsts for her, and God, it felt good to be taken by that wolf.
He’d said he couldn’t make promises.
She winced at the mental reminder and shook herself out of the girly fantasy that the sex had meant anything. He’d been doing only what she demanded of him, to relieve the painful need.
Taking a deep breath, she straightened her shoulders, lifted her chin, and walked out of the room and down the short hallway. In the living room, Travis sat bare-chested on a low footstool in front of the fire, fiddling with a disassembled laptop.
She sat down on the edge of the sofa, and he lifted his head. Their gazes locked for a brief moment before she peered down at the computer mess in his lap.
“What are you doing?”
His lips twitched slightly. “Morning.”
“Oh. Morning.” Her cheeks warmed, and she looked around the room, trying to focus on something else besides the awkwardness between them and the rising desire thumping in her veins at being so close to him. Somehow she knew, even if she went to sit across the room, the sexual heat would still exist.
He went back to work on the laptop. “I’m installing a new modem.”
She stared at him, not knowing a thing about computers other than how to turn them on and surf the net. “Do you have service out here?”
He shook his head. “Nope. This is a satellite modem. I’m hoping to gain access to my email account.” When she didn’t respond, he looked at her and chuckled. “This modem receives signals from the satellites instead of the radio waves like regular wireless.”
Excitement fluttered in her chest. “You’ll get a signal?”
“I hope so. I need to get a message to my mother.”
She stifled a giggle. He was definitely an alpha male, but to hear him say “mother” with as much emotion as he did tugged at heart. She’d never known a mother’s touch other than Luna, but the Alpha wolf mothered everyone in the den. “Your mother?”
“Yes. She and Josie are…somewhere safe.”
His hesitation was like a stab in the gut. He didn’t want her to know where