by Crystal Red
“Ditto, babe. I never thought I’d ever be able to trust anyone with my secret.” He exhaled. “With you, it’s so easy.”
“I wish this never happened to you. Beth was about to freak out, because Chad told her you’re a werewolf.” Her head throbbed. “I don’t know what to say to her.”
He took her hand, brought it up his lips and gave it a light kiss. “Some people don’t want to believe in the abnormal, but the truth is there are a lot of things in life you can’t explain. I guess werewolves are just one of those things too.”
“I want her to like you as much I do.”
He chuckled. “I’m not really into red heads, but okay if you say so. I won’t object.”
“That’s not what I meant, you brat!” She slapped him on the arm.
“Come here, my feisty little woman.” He pulled her close and let her lay on his shoulder. “I was just joking.”
His chest heaved in and out as he breathed. If this feeling never ended, she’d die a happy woman. Brandon really could be that perfect guy to fit into her life.
“Don’t ever scare me like that again,” she murmured.
He pushed a strand of hair back behind her ear. “You know I can’t promise that. As long as you’re with me, my life is always going to be dangerous. It’s part of who I am.”
“So, why did you say we’re engaged if that’s not what you want?”
His hand crept up her shirt, and she shuddered. “I didn’t think the doctor would let me see you otherwise.”
“Yes, he would have,” Kelsey insisted.
Brandon slowly found the cup of her bra with his fingers and slipped them under one side. He dragged them across her pebbled nipple. “Maybe I do want that someday. Did you ever think about that?”
She sucked in a sharp breath. He really wanted to do this in a hospital bed? The thought of it made her skin crawl. She cringed, pulling away.
“Ow!” He cried out as she elbowed his face.
She hopped off the bed to face Brandon and hugged him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you, but I don’t think this is a good idea right now.”
“You could have just said no. That would have been a hell of a lot easier.” He rubbed the spot where she’d nailed him in the face.
Her heart squeezed hard. She leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose. “I’ll make it up to you when you’re home. I promise. When do you get to leave?”
“Tomorrow morning. Tell Chad to pick me up, and you can come with him.”
“Okay. I’ll see you then. Have a goodnight.” She blew him a kiss.
“Hey.” He tugged her by the back of her shirt. “That’s not a real one.”
She gasped as she clutched on to her ass cheeks and made her melt with a slow, demanding and long kiss. Once he released Kelsey, her knees buckled.
“Thanks. I needed that,” she breathed.
“Me too.” He grinned.
* * * *
The next morning, as Kelsey had promised, she had Chad drive her to the hospital to pick up Brandon. His nurse pushed him in a wheelchair in case he felt too dizzy to walk.
She and Chad helped him into the backseat of his car. She stared out the window the whole ride home, and she kept her hands folded in her lap. She and Beth hadn’t really talked like she’d wanted to last night. Instead her friend had marched off into the bathroom and took a really long bubble bath. She only knew this, because when she went to take a shower, the tub was still full of bubble suds. Why hadn’t Beth wanted an explanation? Maybe her friend refused to believe the truth. Sometimes Kelsey got that same feeling, as if some things were too good to be true, especially her relationship with Brandon.
Once they finally made it to Chad and Brandon’s place, she hurried out of the car to help Chad get Brandon out of the backseat.
Brandon growled, pushing Chad away. “I want to walk on my own.”
Kelsey stepped back, her heart racing. “I’ll be at my place if you need me.”
“Kelsey.”
She didn’t turn around. Instead she kept her head down and ran into her house, closing the door quickly behind her.
“Hello, Kelsey.”
Kelsey lifted her head to meet Victoria’s gaze. Where the hell was Beth, and why was Brandon’s ex in her house? Again.
She crossed her arms tightly over her chest. “How did you get in my house, Victoria?” She eyed her up and down. Victoria wore the same long, black dress with matching high heels. Jeez, maybe she really was a witch.
“The door was unlocked. Sorry. I knocked, but no one answered.” Victoria hung her head as if she were a child who’d gotten into trouble.
Yeah, her ass it was. “I really doubt that. I never leave my house unlocked.”
Victoria stepped back with a twisted smile on her face. “I guess you forgot this time.” She sighed. “Maybe because you’re so busy with my ex.”
“What’s your point?” Kelsey tapped her foot. It thumped hard against the gray carpet.
“Well,” Victoria touched up her lip gloss, “he never wanted to settle down with me. So the same might be true about you. I wouldn’t want to see you hurt.”
She snorted. “Maybe you’re the one he didn’t like.”
Victoria’s blue eyes flashed with anger. “Look, you little bitch,” she pointed a sharp fingernail into Kelsey’s chest, “I don’t stop until I get what I want. If you get in my way, you’ll be sorry.”
Kelsey ground her teeth. “Don’t touch me or come into my house ever again. You got that?” She slapped Victoria’s finger away. “You have no right to butt into my business.”
“Oh, please.” Victoria snorted. “You’re dating my ex, but I suppose you could do worse.”
Kelsey clenched her hands at her sides. She’d take a swing at the dumb bitch if she had to. Even if she’d never been in a fight before. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“It means,” Victoria reapplied more lip gloss, “the sex can only stay good for so long until it goes sour.”
Her jawline jerked up and down. How dare Victoria butt into her love life! It wasn’t as if she knew who Kelsey was or anything. The crazy bitch was obsessed with her looks, even more than Kelsey’s mother. This woman was out of her mind.
“Leave now or I’m going to call the cops.”
Victoria threw her head back and laughed. “You really think cops can hurt me? I’m a witch. I can turn them into anything I want. I gave you your power, and I can take it away just as easily as I gave it to you.”
Kelsey scowled. “Go away. See if I care. I never asked for it anyway.”
The front door opened with a loud squeak. Brandon stomped his way in, glaring at Victoria, then at Kelsey.
“What are you doing here?” His eyes narrowed as he faced Victoria.
Victoria groaned, holding her stomach. “Your girlfriend tried to beat me up. I’m worried she’ll hurt you.”
“Bullshit.” Brandon coughed.
A smile formed on Kelsey’s lips. She received small satisfaction to know Brandon didn’t believe a word that witch said. Who in their right mind would? The woman was crazy with a capital C.
The bitch better not hurt Kelsey.
“Get out of here before you get hurt!” Kelsey’s nostrils flared.
“You’ll be sorry. Both of you,” Victoria snapped, marching toward the front door as her hips swayed.
Once the witch left, Kelsey turned to Brandon. “What the hell do you think she’s going to do?”
He looked away, but not before she caught a glimpse of his pale complexion. “I have no clue.”
She pulled him close. His hands were clammy as she held them. “Whatever happens, we’ll get through it together.”
Chapter Eleven
Brandon released Kelsey. She was almost too sweet for him. He didn’t deserve a girlfriend like her. For some reason, she wanted him anyway, fur and all. Not many women could accept a secret like he had. It couldn’t be easy dating someone who howled at the full m
oon and had to kill other malicious werewolves. Shit, he could be thought of as evil too, just for killing the bad ones. This wasn’t his fault. He didn’t ask for it. Who would?
Her face softened. “You want to talk about it?”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” He shoved his hands into his pockets.
“Victoria scares you.”
Her voice lingered like silk and sent a ripple of shivers down his spine. Victoria had never made him feel that way. Kelsey was the only woman to have such a big effect on him in such a short time.
“No, she doesn’t.” He shrugged.
“Yes, she does.” She rolled her eyes. “Why didn’t you want me to help you?”
He sent her a heated look. Why couldn’t she drop it? He didn’t want to talk about it anymore. “If you’re not going to let it go, then I’ll just go home.”
“Is that your solution for everything?” She put her hands on her hips.
Damn, even pissed off she looks sexy.
Her eyes darkened, and her lips puckered. “I’m trying to have a serious conversation here, and all you can think about is sex? Why does that surprise me?”
“Okay,” He reached for her hand, but she pulled away. “We can talk if you want. I’m sorry.”
“Fuck talking right now.” She gazed into his eyes. “I want you inside me.”
He grinned, not minding her sudden mood change. “You don’t have to ask me twice.”
They raced into her bedroom. She closed the door and then pressed him up against it.
“What are you—”
“We don’t have to talk,” she murmured.
So much for her two-week rule. At least it wasn’t a six-month one like Beth’s. He probably wouldn’t be able to hold off for that long. Not with the way Kelsey looked at him. She stared at him as if she wanted to lick every inch of his body, which he didn’t mind one bit.
Her warm, wet mouth pressed against his in a hard and demanding kiss. He slid his tongue inside and danced it with hers. The touch lingered and sent him into an ecstasy of sexual bliss. He couldn’t wait to taste every inch of her. So soft and sweet. He continued to explore her soft flesh and found the spot that made her moan for more. A place located just below her earlobe.
“Brandon.” She moaned, reaching for his shirt.
He helped her take it off and then tossed it into the corner. She pulled away, staring at him with a spark of need and desire. She found his neck with her lips and sucked on a little patch of skin.
He groaned. His erection throbbed against his jeans, begging to be touched. Oh, damn. He wanted her so much. His heart raced harder, faster, as she made her way to his collarbone, then trailed her tongue to his hard nipple. She licked it first before sucking the tip into her mouth.
A low growl escaped him and made him clutch her arms. Damn, he had no idea how sensitive his nipples could be. No other woman had ever attempted anything like that with him. Kelsey was so daring and edgy. He inhaled, and his breath came out in heavy pants. She nibbled his nipple again.
“Kelsey!”
He held his breath as she continued taking him to pleasure town. She moved her mouth onto his other nipple.
“Oh, baby,” he growled. His breath was still heavy with lust.
She looked at him and grinned. “There’s more where that came from.”
His head fell against the bedroom door, and his body soared through a new set of senses he’d never experienced before.
In and out she teased and licked his nipple, twirling her tongue all around it. He ached to return the favor. She deserved everything he could give her and more. He wasn’t sure if this would last as long as his heart really wanted it to. Could werewolves even find true love? Maybe, but he still wouldn’t let her become one. He didn’t want her to have the burden he found himself cursed with for the last twelve years.
As she caressed the flatness of his smooth abs, his heart jumped. She kissed each inch of his chest as she dropped to her knees. He inhaled. Oh, shit. What was she up to? His shaft pushed against the fly of his pants the closer she got to it.
Once she moved down to kiss his belly, he nearly lost it. He wanted to go all he-man on her and throw her up against the door until he was so deep inside her, consuming her heart and soul. Was he already falling for her this fast? The thought knocked at his brain. What if she got hurt after all this? He couldn’t live with himself if she did.
Everything bad and good he pushed from his mind as she nibbled and sucked around his belly button. Oh, jeez. So close, but so…
He hissed as she yanked his zipper down and then worked the button free on his pants. Once they were all the way down, she ran her hands up and down his legs. Her touch lingered, and his body craved more. He shivered in his green boxers. Maybe he should have gone commando. That would be going a helluva lot faster. Didn’t women always say they liked to take their time when it came to sex? Fine, mighty fine. Maybe the thrill of the wait could be just as good as a quickie.
The moment she yanked his underwear down, the heat deepened in his belly and the humidity in the room. With his boxers all the way off, she slowly kissed her way up to his belly. She started with his ankle. Each touch made him squirm with increased desire. His pulse jittered as her mouth landed between his thighs.
Her warm, wet mouth made him mumble her name as he stroked the back of her head. He was putty in her hands. The way she licked him and moved his shaft in and out of her lips was magic. Her touch made him so hot he didn’t know if he could hold back any longer.
His breath quickened as she picked up her speed. He moaned her name. Her salvia tingled against his skin, and holding out longer wasn’t part of his plans. He wanted to reach that final moment, and knew she could get him there that way. It made him want to give in to her desires as well. He might have a chance to wait longer, but his body reacted differently. As if it were speaking to him, it said, “Let me come.”
“I’m going to…”
He thought she wouldn’t like it if he came in her mouth, but instead, she kept licking and sucking until he yelled her name as his orgasm hit. He rode out spasm after spasm until he ached from the pleasure. Then he nudged her away. Kelsey sat on the carpet and stared up at him.
“Something on your mind?”
“You.” She licked her lips. “Always. Ever since I met you.”
He took Kelsey’s hand and lifted her to her feet. He cupped her face, pulling her close for a long kiss. She kissed him with such fiery passion he wasn’t sure they could stop. His heart pounded louder as she slid her hands up and down his back. She didn’t shy away from placing them firmly on his ass. Fire spread through his stomach. He had to have her again, and make her feel as good as she’d done to him a few seconds ago. Brandon pulled away. He gazed at her with a big grin.
“Oh, baby,” he said with a growl.
I’m not sure I can let her go. What if we really belong together?
She smiled. “I’ve been feeling the same way.”
“It’s my turn to have you.” He led Kelsey to her bed.
She sat on the edge, and he slipped her out of her top. It fell to the floor. As he unhooked her bra, his fingers ran against her hardened nipples, making a quiver surge through him. They firmed as soon as he touched them.
He gently tugged at the sensitive buds until she cried out, reaching for him. He bent down and swiped his tongue across each one as he sucked it into his mouth.
“Oh, Brandon,” she moaned, clawing his arm.
He placed his mouth onto her other breast. He took his time and enjoyed every little pant she made. With gentle ease, he laid her down onto the bed, then ripped off her pants. He used his teeth to take off the red feather G-string thong. She gasped and shook with each touch.
Her skin felt smoother than silk. It sent him into an electrifying arousal. It wasn’t enough to have her once. Oh no. He had to have her again. His body carved her scent. The aroma of sex and musk hung heavy in the air. He wanted to kiss her, th
ere, right between her thighs, all wet and slick. His mouth watered as he pushed her legs apart.
Kelsey’s breath became more rapid. She squeezed the corners of a blanket as he slipped a finger into her heat.
“Oh, shit. That’s it, baby. Right there. Don’t stop!” She rocked her hips with the rhythm to his finger. When he flicked his tongue against her center, she squirmed, moaning in heavy pants.
He glided his tongue up and down, his mouth wet with her juices. The salty and sweet taste made him lust with hunger for her even more. Her body clenched around his finger as he continued to stroke her sweet spot and licked her to ecstasy as she’d done for him moments ago.
“Brandon…” She held on to his shoulders as she gasped.
His name on her lips sounded like heaven, and he would never get sick of her saying it. He glided his finger in and out of her juices, swirling it around as he darted his tongue against her center.
He didn’t stop until she yelled, “I’m coming,” and shook against him. Her toes curled up against his shoulders.
As he lifted his head to meet her gaze, she smiled and sat up.
“Better every time, huh?” he asked with a toothy grin.
“Don’t be getting full of yourself now.” Her voice lingered with a firm warning tone.
“Now,” he rose to his feet, “why would I do that?”
She laughed and stood next to him. “Want to join me in the shower?”
“You’ve read my mind.”
“Yeah, literally too.” She winked as her hips swayed in such a sexy way he had to silently tell his erection to calm down.
* * * *
As soon as the police department’s phone number popped up on Kelsey’s cell, her heart slammed into her ribs. A bad feeling crept into her chest and suffocated her.
“Hello?”
“Hello, may I please speak to Kelsey Mayfield?” a familiar male voice asked.
Was it the cop from earlier today? She paced back and forth, the white walls of her bedroom spun.
She cleared her throat. “This is she.”
“This is Officer Tieman. I know we talked in person earlier today, but I’m calling for a different reason.”
