She did as instructed, sending her ass higher in the air.
“That’s the view I so enjoy seeing.” Hayden let his fingers glide through her folds, working her until she was thrusting her hips back against his hand. Then he walked away, dragging a single finger lightly over her back until he stood in front of her.
“What are you doing?” she asked, as she tried to hide the shiver running through her. She was squirming already, huge green eyes so attentive, so full of life.
“We have company downstairs,” he said. She hadn’t heard the door open downstairs.
“Oh, God!”
“Don’t move,” he ordered, placing his hand gently on her neck to keep her from rising. “Just think of it, Mila. Your pussy, all wet and glistening, is five feet from the top of the steps. Anyone who walks up here will be given quite a sight. Eye level before they even reach the top step. But they won’t be too surprised, will they? Your arousal has already perfumed the air.”
“Hayden!”
“Are you thinking about who could come up those steps, Mila, when you should be thinking about me?”
“No. I mean yes.”
“You need to focus. I’m going to help you.” Hayden unzipped his pants. Hands on knees, gorgeous. You’ll need the proper leverage for this.”
“I’m still exposed.”
He released her neck. “If your mouth isn’t on my cock in five seconds, I’m going to put it in your ass and then I’m going to yell down to let everyone know we’re up here. I’m sure there will be a few who want to watch.”
He didn’t even have to start counting. She latched onto his cock like it was an air hose that she needed to breathe. God, being inside her mouth was exquisite, sublime. He sank his hands into her hair, gently, careful not to control her movements. Resisting the urge to thrust down her throat was torturous, especially when she grabbed the base of his cock and started massaging him there.
She tilted her head back enough to look up at him. Those wide eyes of hers, with her lips wrapped around his cock, was unreal.
“Touch yourself,” he said, holding back a moan.
She lowered a hand to her clit and started rubbing. She moaned, sending vibrations over his cock.
“You’re not to stop, sunshine, though I think it only fair to tell you we have an audience.”
Her eyes flew open and she pulled off of him.
He placed both hands on either side of her head, keeping her from turning around. “If you turn around, you’ll see who it is. Is that what you want? Every time you pass each other, or talk to one another, do you want to think about how he got to see your pussy, all pink and perfect, while you had my dick in your mouth?”
“No,” she said, her voice barely a whisper. Her chest was heaving, her excitement, the risk of having been discovered now a reality. She wasn’t crying or running off. She held her position, followed his lead. He wasn’t sure how she would take to someone watching, but her reaction, her acceptance surprised him.
“Give him a show so he’ll leave before us. Then you’ll never know who was here.”
Tentatively, she placed her mouth on his dick again and moved. Hesitant at first. Until she started to find a rhythm. She was holding back.
“He’s not focused on me, sunshine, but your pretty pink pussy as you rock back and forth.” He knew everything she felt through that bond. Being watched, being exposed as she was, even as she mumbled “Oh, God” over his cock, added to her arousal. His Mila had a naughty side. God, she was so perfect for him.
“The longer it takes you to suck me off, the longer he’ll stand there, smelling you, watching your juices slide down the inside of your thighs.”
She buried her face against his abdomen so suddenly his cock struck the back of her throat. He wrapped his fingers around her hair, tugging gently for her to pull back, but she swallowed hard, eager to make him cum. Holding back was becoming increasingly difficult, but she had started this by getting him all hard downstairs. He wasn’t going to make this easy on her.
“His dick is out, sunshine.”
Fear tinged her lilac scent. She didn’t like being vulnerable. She had been vulnerable too much in her life.
Hayden grabbed her chin and tilted her head back, his cock still hard between her lips. “He won’t touch you. No one touches you. Ever!”
His beautiful shifter blinked and nodded. The fear in the bond and in the air disappeared. She trusted him. She fucking trusted him to protect her. After all the times he had let her down and pushed her away, she trusted him.
Her face, her hold on his ass relaxed and slowly she resumed sucking him. “He’s watching your pussy, Mila. Licking his lips.”
Mila moaned and started bobbing on and off of him faster. That was cute how she thought going faster would make everything end. He was just getting started.
“He’s stroking himself, matching your pace.”
Her eyes flung open again, but he noticed her hips swinging, her own arousal heightened.
The moan behind Mila set her off. Her fingers dug into Hayden’s ass, pulling him in tight as she swallowed him. The pressure, the heat of her mouth, was too much. Hayden’s hands tightened in her hair as he exploded down her throat.
When he pulled free, he cupped her chin. Green eyes locked on him. She didn’t want to turn around. He didn’t want her to either. This was for her excitement, not to embarrass her later in public.
“He’s still there, isn’t he? I didn’t hear him leave,” she said, as he took her hands from her knees and put them back on the floor.
“That’s because we’re not done.”
“Hayden, what are you going to—”
He hadn’t missed the excitement in her voice, though she would never admit to it. “I’m going to fuck you until you come. And he’s going to watch.”
Hayden positioned himself behind her and reached between her legs. “Unless you want me to stop,” he said as he stroked her clit, drawing a long moan from her.
“Don’t stop,” she said. With one long stroke, Hayden slid into her from behind. His Mila fit him so perfectly, in every way. He took it slow and easy, not wanting her to face plant on the hard floor. She was so aroused, it didn’t take her long to orgasm. He hadn’t quite gotten there yet, but that was fine. This had been for her more than him. She needed to enjoy, to let go of the past and her fears and simply enjoy.
He moved in front of her, his hand out to help her up. She took his hand and rose, her pants still around her calves. As he pulled her jeans up, he drew her tight against his chest. She never turned to look behind her, toward the shifter who’d already left.
“This was. . .” she started to say but then she stopped talking and simply smiled.
Words were not needed. He already knew how she felt through their bond. Sated. Content. Strong. Loved.
He couldn’t agree more.
* * *
MILA
Hayden took her downstairs and immediately her cheeks flushed. Everyone was down there for the baby gender reveal party. Everyone likely heard or smelled what they’d been doing upstairs, but only one had seen. She scrutinized their faces, looking for a wayward glance, a sly smile, a lingering look at either her or Hayden, but no one did anything unusual.
Which shifter had watched? Did she really want to know? No. It had been exciting, even if it wasn’t something she would have consented to ahead of time. She trusted Hayden, and he knew her so well. He never would put her in danger or do anything to belittle her. Now that he’d pushed her limits, well, there was no rule saying she had to play ‘nice’ after that interlude upstairs. He had exploited a weakness she didn’t know she had, and now she had to live with the fact that one of these shifters had not only watched her having sex, but jacked off to her. Every time she thought of it, her cheeks flushed and her pussy throbbed. She was going to be in a constant state of arousal around these shifters, all from not knowing who had been up there with her and Hayden.
As for Hayden, he w
as standing there, grinning, knowing he was going to benefit from her predicament.
“I’m going to kill you,” she said, but that devilish grin of his widened, endearing her all the more to him. Hell, she loved this shifter, but she wasn’t above payback. She just had to think of something good.
“I figured it out!” Anna said, rushing over to Mila. “It was the vaccine, the SOV that we spliced in to adapt to the virus! Combining the live SEV-2 with base genome we stripped out of the SOV must have repaired your damaged CLSB1 and CLSB2 genes!”
“This is huge!” Mila said, throwing her arms around Anna in a hug. The potential ramifications for wolf shifters everywhere were beyond comprehension at the moment.
“Unless it was a fluke or your assumption is wrong,” Mila added, the reality hitting her. The doctor in her knew better than to get excited after one lucky break. She and Anna had manipulated genes and viruses. There were a lot of components that could factor into why her and Hayden’s blood-bonding hadn’t weakened him yet had strengthened her. “Or maybe it’s the SOV component alone without SEV-2. Nature resetting itself even, repairing my damaged DNA based on basic need?”
Anna shook her head. “Nature got a kickstart from the blood-bonding. It was the blood-bonding that made me think of Kate.”
“Yo, right here. If you’re going to talk about me, then do it to my face.”
“Are you up on genetic code and the effects of hormones?” Anna asked.
“If you can put it in terms of zeros and ones, I can follow.”
“Go back to eyeing your mate,” Mila said.
Kate eyed them, shrugged and slipped her arms around Callen who gladly pulled her in for a hug.
“As I was saying,” Anna began. “I’ll have to show you the data I have from some tests I ran on Kate before you arrived. She didn’t shift until she blood-bonded Callen. There’s a hormonal component we were missing. I thought it had to be the SOV alone at first too, but my past attempts to use the SOV by itself to replace the damaged genes CLSB1 and CLSB2 in weak shifters failed.
“There’s a second component here, Mila. Either SEV-2 or good old estrogen. Either way, we have our work cut out for us if we’re going to determine exactly what happened and how to duplicate it. We can brainstorm in the morning about designing the tests and homing in on what cured you, Mila.”
* * *
HAYDEN
“Do you know what the hell they’re saying to one another,” Damien asked Hayden, nodding toward Mila and Anna who were rambling on in a language only the two of them spoke.
Hayden caught the occasional term ‘virus’ but that was the only thing he understood. He didn’t care about the mechanics, other than the fact that it was nice that he hadn’t lost his shifter abilities. For as much as he didn’t care about having them—Mila was all he had ever wanted—he felt more at ease knowing he could protect her better.
“Haven’t a clue,” Hayden said. “But I have a feeling that baby’s going to be born and raised in that lab given how excited they are. From the look of Blade over there, he’s ready to tear into that cake to see if the batter is pink or blue, I think we’ll be having dessert before dinner.”
“I’m not sure I’ll be here, Anna,” Mila said from a few feet behind Hayden.
Damien raised an eyebrow, giving Hayden one of those looks that said he was surprised and not pleased. “You’ve decided? You’re leaving, then?”
Hayden glanced to Mila, and she nodded, encouraging him to take that final leap of faith. She could conduct research down at Drake’s pack too, though it would likely be limited. It only took a day to travel between the packs, less now that her shifter abilities were stronger. Going back and forth to confer with Anna and accessing lab equipment she wouldn’t have at Drake’s was very do-able. She had made a point of telling him this yesterday when they’d discussed what to do. Hayden would never keep her from her work. The work was too important to her, and she was important to him. He smiled at her before he took Damien by the arm and led him to a private corner of the room
“I was planning to speak with you later, Damien. To ask you to release me from my oath,” Hayden said as he gazed out onto the packmates he’d lived and worked beside for eight years. He couldn’t believe he was asking to leave, and yet it felt right.
The party was in full swing all around them. Already the news that Anna and Mila had somehow fixed Mila’s broken genes and her transformation to being a strong shifter wasn’t a lucky accident of the blood-bonding was spreading fast through the party-goers. It meant hope for weak and strong shifters everywhere. Strong and weak shifters would finally be free to blood-bond whomever they wished without destroying their abilities. Weak shifters would finally be able to fully access their wolves’ abilities.
“You swore an oath to me, Hayden,” Damien said, clearly not pleased by Hayden’s request. “After all this time, after all he’s done to you, you would swear an oath to him, over me? Has our friendship meant nothing to you?”
Hayden tensed. His friendship and his oath to Damien meant everything to him, but he could no longer pretend his brother and his birth pack meant nothing to him. “It’s not something I ask lightly.” Hayden sought Mila in the crowd. A surge of love crossed the bond, giving him the added strength he needed. “This is something I need to do, Damien. I need to help his pack, maybe even help Drake. He’s still my brother. Always has been, even when I abandoned him.”
“You didn’t abandon. . .” Damien inhaled a deep breath and clenched his jaw. “I’m not releasing you, Hayden, because you’re not ready for me to.” Damien held up a hand. “Before you object, hear me out. Are you ready to give your oath to Drake as his second?”
Hayden wasn’t sure he could find it in him to do that, but he needed to do the work as a second and help Drake’s pack and its alpha heal and rebuild.
“I thought as much,” Damien said when Hayden failed to answer. “Go, do what you need to do with Drake’s pack. If in time you decide that you really want to give Drake your oath, then I’ll release you from your oath to me. Until then, you’re still part of my pack, Hayden. Which means you continue to be under my protection.
“You will serve as my ambassador to Drake’s pack. Not much different as your duties as liaison between me and Liam. If things prove too dicey, return home, no questions asked. Until then, you represent me. You know I prefer to have a stable pack to the south. Rest assured, Hayden, we’ll always be behind you, whenever you need us, and even when you don’t. And I’m not sending you there alone. You’ll have help.”
“Thank you, Damien,” Hayden said, shocked Damien wanted to remain his alpha after Hayden had asked to be released from his oath so he could help another pack. Damien had given him the best option. If Drake couldn’t accept Hayden working with him without giving his oath, then he would return to Damien’s pack.
Hayden’s bond to Mila surged alive. He looked up. His sunshine tapped her ear, indicating she had heard the discussion from across the room, something she never had been able to do before. She was smiling and nodding yes. Hayden was still uneasy about taking her to Drake’s pack, but she wasn’t going to let him leave her behind. They were both done running from their fears and their pasts. She had confronted hers, and now with her help, he’d confront his.
He worked his way over to his Mila and covered her mouth with his. The kiss was long, passionate, and perfect. This was home. Not being with Damien’s pack or Drake and Hayden’s birth pack, but being with Mila. No matter what he did, or where he went, as long as he had Mila in his arms, Hayden was where he belonged. Hayden had finally found his home.
* * *
Is the baby a girl or a boy? Who is Damien sending with Hayden and Mila to Drake’s pack? Read the epilogue...
If you’re curious about Kate and Hayden’s family history, read about The White Wolves:
Defiant Wolf (features Hayden’s parents)
Lethal Wolf (features Kate’s parents)
Rebel Wolf (preque
l to Frank’s Felon)
Frank’s Felon - summary
Broken Shifters - book 5
Tainted. Targeted. Far from Tamed.
Frank will have his Felon, one way or another.
Getting past that brute of a guard patrolling Damien’s territory was hard, and rather fun.
Delilah wants to taste every delectable square inch of him, but Frank wants more from her than she can give.
She has to leave, before her enemies catch her, punish her. . . before Frank makes her feel again.
Delilah’s no good. She’s tainted, with a target on her back.
And Frank wants her, badly.
She’s his future, but she won’t admit that.
He won’t let the humans have her, even if it means starting a war.
* * *
Fight Hard. Love Harder.
Frank’s Felon is a steamy wolf shifter romance where appearances are deceiving and love truly conquers all.
Frank’s Felon - Preview
Chapter 1
FRANK
Frank shifted to his wolf form. That scent that had been driving him crazy for the past four days wrapped around him like a rope, tying him up in knots, making it hard to think. Female. There was no question about it. That delicate floral scent with a hint of vanilla bean definitely belonged to her. Her scent trail had him racing back and forth across the border, teasing him, toying with him, distracting him enough that he had ventured three miles deep into Drake’s territory without thinking about the repercussions.
He didn’t know what game she was playing, but it needed to end. He compromised every member of the pack by letting her distract him, letting her draw him over the border. Yet he couldn’t get that scent, that maddeningly sensuous scent, out of his mind.
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