Welcome to the Neighborhood

by Abshire, Mary

  “Alexi.” He slipped his fingers into her hair and tilted her gaze to meet his. “I want to be inside you.”

  Slowly, she slid his erection from her mouth. She rose to her feet and he acted fast. He claimed hold of her breasts and latched onto one of her nipples. She’d teased him enough and he would pay her back. He tugged her hard bud between his teeth, and she moaned.

  “Oh, damn you…” she whispered.

  He bit the meaty flesh of her other breast before he claimed the nipple in his mouth. She arched her back, no doubt enjoying his tender loving care. Enthralled with her thick scent, he wedged his hand between her legs and slid his fingers inside her. As he moved them in and out, her tight walls stretched to accommodate his digits. He loved her slickness and enjoyed the way her body responded to him. She moaned and whimpered softly while rocking gently into his hand as he pushed his fingers into her. She was unlike any woman he’d been with, and he no longer cared to look at any another.

  With his cock aching to dive inside her, he released her nipples and straightened. He withdrew his fingers and rubbing them over her clit.

  She dug her nails into his arm. “You’re evil.”

  “I can’t begin to tell you how much I long to please you.” He massaged her sensitive bud again and she moaned.

  “Show me,” she said. “Show me how much you want to please me.”

  The challenge magnified his desire. He grabbed hold of her neck and glued his mouth to hers. He’d gladly show her how much he yearned to please her. He explored her tongue while his fingers toyed with her swollen clit. Her soft murmurs inspired him to work harder to pleasure her. When he sensed she was near her climax, he ended the playtime and spun her around.

  She braced her hands on the wall and tilted her head back. He grabbed her breasts and kissed her shoulders.

  “I can never stop loving you,” he said, nuzzling near her neck. Her hair spelled of fresh citrus and lime, just as it had before. “God, you smell so good.”

  He wedged his legs between hers while sliding one hand down to her front.

  “I love the way you touch me and make me feel,” she said.

  He slid his fingers over her bud and she whimpered. Taking hold of her hips, he found her slick entrance and pumped inside her. His cock fit snug within her tight folds and he loved it. He withdrew, then thrust deeper. Her cool confines swallowed his feverish erection, soothing his ache. Keeping her hands on the wall, she pushed back when he pumped into her. As he increased his efforts, he reclaimed a breast with one hand and used the other to massage her nub. She moaned for him, and he pounded into her faster. Every sound she made called to him and he wanted to hear more.

  She tossed her head back and opened her mouth wide. Her two large, vicious yet exotic canines had lowered from her gum. He wanted her to bite him again while her vibrant orgasm milked him for every ounce he had. The two times she had bitten him before had amplified her release, which in turn did the same to his. But he couldn’t spare the time to spin her around and dive back between her legs. His tight balls demanded a release to the mounting pressure.

  He pressed his flat teeth on her shoulder and gently tweaked her nub. She gasped loudly, jerking her head forward. In the next second, he felt her inner walls grip his cock.

  He grunted as her canal contracted around his cock. He pumped into her a few more times and his release came fast. The pressure slowly faded as his erection pulsed and pure bliss flooded him. Yet, he still hungered for her, still needed more of her. Fortunately, he had an entire day to satisfy his every desire and hers.

  Gently groping her breasts, he kissed the back of her head. “I think we should continue in your bedroom.”

  Smiling, she said, “I’d like that.”

  * * * *

  Alexi rested on top of Greg’s warm body. She flattened her ear to his chest, right over his heart. The thumping sound was strong and steady, much like the pulse thriving inside her. She hadn’t taken much blood from him, just a sip, yet enough to raise the intensity of the orgasms a notch. She hadn’t planned to take any more from him, but when he practically begged her to bite him she couldn’t resist.

  Warm fingers glided over her back, tickling her. She quivered slightly. His touch calmed her soul and gave her body what it craved. All tension, stress and worries disappeared. She felt energized since she fed and sated since she’d climaxed. Happiness filled her. It didn’t take long for her to understand why she was in heaven. She loved Greg.

  She finally admitted to herself the truth. She loved the man who’d come to her aid the very first night she’d moved into the neighborhood. The same man who endeavored to help her in every aspect of her life and wouldn’t take no for an answer. She’d never thought she would fall in love, especially with a werewolf. But she had, and she didn’t want to let him go.

  “I want you to know I didn’t come over here to spend the day making love to you.”

  She lifted her and propped her chin on his chest. “Oh?”

  “Well…” A grin spread across his face. “Not entirely.”

  She smiled at her honest man while continuing to enjoy the vibrant beat of his cock inside her. “If it wasn’t the only thing, what else was there?”

  He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “I have some good news about your burglary case, and I hope to hear more soon.”

  She jerked her head and body up. Her safe! How could she have so easily forgotten?

  Her fast movement must have startled him. “Easy love.” He gripped her hips, keeping her in a comfortable position and his erection inside her.

  “Did the police find them?”

  “No, they haven’t.”

  Her excitement lowered. “Did they confirm the prints match the names and identities I gave to them?”

  “No, the results still aren’t back yet.”

  She tilted her head to the side. He said he had good news, but she couldn’t figure out what it was.

  “Tom, one of the investigators who was here, said they had some tips from local police in some areas who spotted a van from the company. One of the tips came from Merrillville.”

  “That’s near Chicago.”

  “A perfect place to hide and run across the state line if they had to.”

  Indeed it was. Clever thieves.

  “What is Tom going to do?”

  “He said the state troopers hadn’t checked the report yet. I didn’t want to waste time waiting, so I called the werewolf leader up there. He said he would send several people out to scout the area.”

  “You have werewolves looking for the moving van?”

  “I hope you don’t mind. The more people that can look for it, the quicker we can find it and you can get your property back.”

  She bit down on her lip as marveled at her smart lover. He truly cared about her. He went out of his way to help her. What a sweet, loving, good-hearted and incredibly sexy thing to do.

  “He said he’d call back today with an update. If they do find the van, we can give him descriptions of the movers and he will confirm if it’s them or not. If it is, you’ll have a choice to make.”

  “A choice?”

  “Let the police handle the matter, or let the pack.”

  Alexi stared at his gorgeous blue eyes as she considered the best option. Did she care what happened to the thieves? Well, she wanted justice after she got her property back. Could the police offer the kind of retribution she wanted?

  “You don’t have to decide right now. I wanted you to be aware in case it did come up. The van might belong to different movers. We don’t know at this point.”

  “Were there other tips?”

  “Yes, Evansville was the other place near the Illinois border that received a tip. Since it’s at the complete opposite end of Chicago, I thought we should wait to see what happens in Merrillville first. And I thought the thieves might stay closer to home anyway, rather than far away from it.”

  “Makes sense to me.”

  A
loud and long groan from Greg spawned a chuckle from her.

  “Uh, sorry.” He grinned widely.

  “I think you need to eat something.”

  “I could think of something I’d like to eat.” His eyes sparkled with naughtiness.

  “Food, dear. Real food.” She couldn’t curtain her smile. “You can have me later.”

  “Promise?”

  She pressed her tongue between her lips. “Mmm…”

  He lifted her and brought her down to the bed before another word could spill from her mouth. She laughed at his playfulness. “Do you dare refuse me? After all I’ve–”

  She pulled him into a kiss, silencing him. He didn’t seem to mind. He accepted her tongue and caressed it while he slid his hands down her body until fixing them on her ass. When he withdrew his rigid cock and pumped into her, she suspected his hunger for food would have to wait.

  Alexi locked her legs around him and grazed her nails down his back while his efforts steadily increased. He withdrew, then pounded into her. His body temperature rose again and his heart thudded harder. She enjoyed his warmth, loved the vibrant beat of his heart and adored his energy and passion. Thrills of erotic pleasure rushed through her and she moaned for him to give her more. He ground deeper into her, bringing her close to another sweet climax. Then he jerked his head up and stopped moving.

  The muffled sound of a song rang from upstairs. Alexi sharpened her hearing.

  “Is that…the Psychedelic Furs?” she asked, recognizing the tune from the night at the club.

  He lifted himself and slowly withdrew from her. “It’s my phone.”

  After one twist, his rear landed on the bed, then he scooted off. Alexi watched her naked lover dash out of the room, leaving her wet and needy. Talk about poor timing for a phone call.

  She sat up and listened to Greg run through her house. His feet thudded on the steps, then upstairs. Curious to find out whom the caller was, Alexi crawled off the bed.

  Her legs trembled with each step as she strolled from the bedroom. She turned the corner and her shaky legs nearly gave out. She veered toward the wall and hit it with her hand. The hours of wonderful sex had taken quite a toll.

  She took a step forward and heard Greg’s voice upstairs. He said one-word sentences, such as “really” and “yes.” Keeping a hand on the wall, she forced her wobbly legs toward the stairs. At the same time, she tried to listen to the voice at the other end of the phone line. Although she couldn’t distinguish any words clearly, the deep tone had to belong to a man. If Greg were closer, she could probably hear the conversation.

  Reaching the staircase, she stopped and stared at the open doorway. Although the drawn curtains upstairs blocked all sunlight, she decided not to ascend the steps. She’d already fallen down the stairs once, cracked her skull open and left a bloody mess. No need for a repeat. She twisted and sat on one of the steps.

  While listening to Greg, she leaned back and rested her elbows on a step. His responses had changed to “uh-huh” and his steps patted on the floor as he moved closer. She twisted and stared up, waiting for him to appear in the open doorway. When he did, his eyes were wide and his expression jubilant.

  He descended the steps. “Yes. I have the owner of the property with me. She can give a description of the men.”

  “That would be great,” the masculine voice on the phone replied.

  Greg sat beside her, his hip and leg touching hers. He tilted the phone away from his mouth, yet continued to hold it near his ear. “I have someone who found the truck. It’s at an old house in Merrillville. He’s seen three people–”

  “I can describe all of them,” she said quickly. “The driver had curly, brown hair and a wide nose. He had two men with him when they delivered my safe. One had short red hair and was the shortest one of them all. The other had short, light brown hair and freckles on his face. I recall he had a scar on his ear too. There were four other movers here. Do you need their descriptions?”

  “No, the three she gave match exactly,” said the voice on the other end of the phone line.

  Alexi straightened as excitement shot through her from hearing the good news. If they’d found the thieves, her safe had to be there too.

  “What do you want us to do?” the caller asked.

  Greg lifted one of his brows. The question stumped her and she hesitated to respond. She wanted her safe back, or rather, the contents of the safe. But how to get it was the question. Should she let these strangers get it and meet them? Or should she contact the police and let them handle recovery of her property? If she contacted the police, they might hold on to her property before giving it back. Time was of dire importance. She didn’t want to wait another day to claim her belongings.

  She stood and gripped the rail of the staircase while she faced Greg. “Can he watch them until I get there?”

  “I can do that. I may need to leave for a bit, but I can get someone to watch them for me,” the person on the line replied.

  “I can be there in four hours and meet him.”

  Greg brought the phone closer to his mouth. “I’ll call you when we’re almost there. If anything changes, I’ll let you know.”

  “All right. See you later.”

  Alexi stared at Greg as he lowered the phone. She hadn’t expected him to join her for the trip. He’d already taken the day off with her. Four hours there, maybe two or so to get her property, and another three hours back would mean they would make it home close to midnight. The man had exhausted himself from the full moon and long hours of sex. He needed a break at some point for food and sleep.

  “You don’t have to come with me. I’m sure I can handle things once I meet with your connection.”

  Greg set the phone on the step, then grabbed her hips and tugged her closer. “I gave you my word I would make sure your belongings are returned.” He kissed her tenderly with gentle flicks of his tongue. “And I care about you, deeply. I can’t possibly let you go alone. Not to mention the fact the sun is still out.”

  True, she would dehydrate if she stayed in the sun for too long. However, her car had tinted windows to block out the rays. The drive wouldn’t be a problem. Her issue would come into play if she had to confront the thieves in the sun. She could last for a while, but the rays would drain her.

  Smiling, she buried her fingers into his dark hair. She started to speak until a deep moan erupted from his body. “You must be starving–”

  “For you, always.” One hand glided over her butt while the other slid up and found one of her breasts. Desire flooded her as he thumbed her nipple. His carnal appetite nearly matched that of hers. What a deadly combination they made.

  “You need to eat–”

  “Let’s go back to your bedroom and I will,” he said with a naughty grin.

  “Food. You need food.”

  “I can wait for that.”

  He rose and covered his mouth over hers. As he took her in a kiss, his stiff erection poked her. The speedy growth amazed her. Body tingling and longing with need all over again, she fought the temptation to take what she yearned for. Him. They had four hours to clean up, find food for Greg and arrive in Merrillville. Another round of love would have to wait.

  She pressed her palms on his solid chest and pried her lips from him. “Why don’t we pick this back up later? I promise, I’ll make it worth the wait.”

  Grinning, he squeezed her body to his. “That is tempting, but I have an idea. Since we have to shower before we leave, how about we take a few extra minutes to enjoy it. I’ll scrub your back, front and everyplace in between. Then you can wash my dirty body. What do you think?”

  Her body warmed from thinking about his excellent idea. She’d take good care in cleaning his filthy body. And she was certain he’d do the same to her. A few extra minutes wouldn’t cause much of a delay. They could make up the time on the interstate.

  “I like your thinking,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. In one leap, she coiled her
legs around his body. “I expect a thorough cleansing.”

  Greg held onto her tight as he headed toward the hall. “It will be my pleasure.”

  20

  Alexi twisted in her seat, trying to find a comfortable position. No matter how much she attempted to find the right one, she just couldn’t relax completely. Eyes closed, she sat half-awake and half-asleep with her legs stretched out as far as they could go under the dashboard while Greg steered the car along the interstate. They had another hour of driving before reaching Merrillville. Another long hour she dreaded. She’d never been a fan of road trips. Flying was so much easier, and quicker. However, they didn’t have time to catch a plane to Chicago and find a rental car to drive to Merrillville. She wanted her property back, and the sooner she could retrieve it, the better.

  Conversation had occupied the first hour and a half while Greg drove. They’d stopped for gas twenty minutes ago, and she’d offered to take over driving so Greg could get a little rest. He’d refused–no surprise to Alexi. Since then, they hadn’t spoken much.

  The deep throttle of a motorcycle zoomed by. She opened her eyes and Greg was the first image she saw. He glanced at the rear view mirror, then pressed the turn signal lever. The click-click of the blinker continued until he’d finished swerving into the next lane. Then he glanced at Alexi.

  “Are you feeling all right?” he asked with a hint of concern in his voice.

  “I’m fine.”

  “If you need to feed–”

  “I’m fine, really,” she said reassuringly as she straightened.

  He’d asked her multiple times since they’d left Westport if she needed to feed from him. The tinted windows kept the harmful sunrays from dehydrating her. She could use a snack since she’d burned quite a bit of energy during their long hours of sex, but she wasn’t famished. And she refused to take any more blood from Greg. The werewolf was strong, but he showed signs of weariness. His eyes were slightly red and puffy underneath. He’d been up at least thirty hours and spent just as much, if not more, energy than she had. He needed rest, if only for an hour. And more food. He’d eaten two double cheeseburgers and fries before they’d started the road trip. That small amount of food couldn’t have filled him up.