Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
She’s wearing flip flops, shorts, and a tank top—showing off so much skin it’s getting my pulse racing. I look her over from her head to her toes as she looks at the broken bed frame.
I have a feeling this is not going to be the last broken bed we’ll be looking at. The strongest beds in the world won’t survive what I want to do to her.
She’s my mate.
It hits me hard.
Her sweet scent burning down my throat, my bear all calm and happy, the inexplicable feeling of awe I get whenever I look at her… This woman is my mate.
“How tall are you?” she asks, swallowing hard as those beautiful hazelnut eyes roam over my big arms. “Wait, is that rude to ask?”
“You can ask me anything,” I tell her. “I’m 6’5.”
She exhales and shakes her head a little as she looks at my broad shoulders.
“You look like you could single-handedly wrestle the whole Los Lobos de la Muerte into submission.”
“I will if they lay a finger on you.”
She smiles shyly and it nearly cuts my legs out from under me. I’ve never seen such a stunning sight. I hold onto the dresser as my thick legs get all weak and woozy.
“My boss Walter said your company is the best,” she says as she sits on the desk by the window. “Have you been working there long?”
“Not really.”
“But you’ve done a lot of security though, right?”
She’s looking a little unsure. If she knew half of what I would do to keep her safe, she wouldn’t be worried in the least.
I walk over and stand in front of her. Her hazelnut eyes rise to meet mine and my heart starts beating faster.
“No one will hurt you, Gracie,” I promise her. “You have nothing to worry about.”
“I’m just a little nervous,” she says, shaking out her hands. “The more research I do on these guys, the more nervous I get. They’re pretty evil men. Los Lobos de la Muerte. The Wolves of Death.”
She shivers at the name.
I grit my teeth, hoping it’s just a name and not a clue to something bigger. Cerberus didn’t say anything about wolf shifters.
“They terrorize the local population,” she says as she nervously looks out the window. “It’s going to be okay, right?”
Men I can handle, but a whole crew of wolf shifters? I’m not so sure. I don’t want my mate to be around an epic brawl like that if it starts to go down. I don’t want my Gracie in any danger, especially for something like a voluntary interview.
“It would be safer to go home,” I say, trying to urge her to do just that. I don’t want her anywhere near this Hector Contreras guy.
“Probably,” she says as she hops off the desk, “but I’m not in the business of being safe. You’re okay holding the camera? Hector only let me bring one other person, so you’re going to have to videotape the interview.”
“So, I was told.”
“Come to my room,” she says as she heads for the door. “I’ll show you how to use it.”
I want to use that video camera for something else…
I swallow hard as I follow her into the hallway. Her ass looks scrumptious in those shorts. My mouth is watering as I watch her cheeks swaying with each step.
“I brought one that isn’t too complicated,” she says as she opens her door. “Just point and shoot.”
Her hotel room is across from mine and down just a little, which I’m happy about. I’d prefer her staying in the same room as me, but at least I’ll be able to hear her if something goes wrong. She just has to call my name and I’ll kick the damn door down.
I step into her hotel room and look around. It’s larger than mine and the intact bed is a full king. I suck in a breath when I spot her open suitcase on the bed with her bright red panties laying on top.
God, this girl is killing me. I’ve never had a lustful thought about any girl I’ve come across and now it’s like thirty-four years of backed-up sexual thoughts being dumped into my head all at once. I’m not sure how to handle it.
Keep your eyes off her panties, I tell myself. That’s a start.
“So, here it is,” she says as she grabs the camera out of the bag and turns it on. “Pretty easy. The settings are here.”
She walks up to me and turns, so I can look over her shoulder as she cycles through the settings. The tantalizing smell of her apricot shampoo is making me dizzy. And being so close to my mate is making me rock hard. The sexy sight of her bare shoulder is making my cock ache as I fantasize about running my tongue along it.