Chapter 9 #2
“Oh, good. You’ve heard of me. All good things, I presume?
” She paused, then continued. “Anyhoo, what my mate is trying and failing to say is this. Jennaveve is a feisty little thing who is a born leader. We don’t know her age, and don’t even ask.
She gets this tick in her right eye, and things rattle all around.
Creepy is what I call it. I’m part fey and part wolf, but I still hide behind Niall when she gets that look.
My point is, she is awesome as long as you don’t piss her off.
So, don’t piss her off. Hey, I was just trying to be helpful. ” Alaina’s words trailed off.
“Sorry about that. My lovely mate...is wonderful,” Niall said, his words sounded pained.
I looked into Laikyn’s eyes. “You would be over my knee in an instant.”
“Promises, promises.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed my chin.
“TMI, man.” Niall’s words stopped me from tossing the phone down. “Fine. So, I watch for a tiny blonde who I will want to throttle. Gotcha.”
“When Jenna gets there, if you have any questions or want to verify her credentials, give me a holler. Talk to you soon,” Niall said.
Pocketing the device, I shook my head. “Damn it, I should have asked when she was coming and what we should expect from her.”
Laikyn patted my chest. “You did, remember. I believe you were warned not to ask.”
I growled as my mate’s hands traveled over my chest. “You sure you need to head to the hospital?” My dick twitched at the need to bury itself inside the welcoming body nestling up to me.
“Most definitely need to. However, I will totally make it up to you,” she promised.
Images of her on all fours while I prepared her ass to take me flashed in my mind. “We should go before I make you late for your meeting.”
Laikyn licked her lips. That flush I was coming to love crept up her neck.
My wolf whined. I jerked her closer, covering her slick mouth with mine, devouring her like the animal I was.
The taste of strawberry lip gloss fueled my hunger as I fed on her, licking along the seams, demanding entry.
My hands gripped her ass, bringing her body against mine.
Laikyn’s gasp gave me access to the inside of her mouth.
Taking complete advantage, my left hand moved up her back to the slim column of her neck, holding her in place while I fed off of her.
Tongues sliding against each other, dueling, I growled and sucked hers into my mouth.
The clock over the garage door chimed. It took all my control to break away from the all-consuming kiss. I pressed my forehead against hers. “Damn, baby. You make me lose my head.”
Breath coming in pants, Laikyn didn’t answer. “Let’s go.” I ran my hand through the hair I’d messed up.
“Let me grab my bag,” Laikyn said.
The drive to the hospital was one of endurance on my part, when all I wanted to do was tell my mate to pull over. The idea of him taking me, dominating me in any place, turned me on.
“I can smell your need, Mon Chaton.” His fingers tapped the wheel with one hand, while the other reached for mine.
Laughing, I looked over at him. “Of course, you can. You’re the big bad Alpha.”
He sighed. “Woman, have you no fear of all the punishments you are racking up?”
I ran my thumb over the rings he wore on his hand. “I trust you’ll never truly hurt me. Besides, the idea of your hands on me makes me wet.”
“Fuck! You can’t say shit like that while I’m driving,” he swore, swerving as a deer ran out in front of us.
The titanium ring with four claws raking down it was a work of art he wore on his middle finger.
All the men wore similar ones, but Kellen and Xan’s were the largest. My mate’s ring had two blue stones between the claws like eyes—the same as his second-in-command.
I thought of getting one commissioned for myself, only instead of blue stones, I’d get emerald like my eyes.
“I’ll make it so.” Kellen read my mind, flipping our hands and rubbing his thumb over my fingers.
“Oh, gawd. Is that presumptuous of me?”
Kellen pulled my hand onto his lap, placing it over the large erection. “The idea of you wearing more of me, in any way, makes me fucking hard.”
I laughed. “Everything makes you hard.”
He shook his head. “That is where you’re wrong. For two god damn years, the only thing that made me get a woody was thoughts of you.”
His admission had my heart accelerating.
Could it be true? Kellen Styles, the biggest player of the Iron Wolves—the most sought-after wolf for miles around.
The man who could truly have any female who walked into the club hadn’t slept with another female since he’d taken my virginity.
My wolf scented no lies. I pictured the red girl shaking her tail and preening like a damn idiot.
“Well, I only got a wetty with visions of you, so we are even.” My voice hitched as his cock jerked beneath my palm.
“Oh, I’ll have you shaking your tail, alright.” Kellen pressed my hand a little firmer between his legs. “Only you won’t be a little red wolf, you’ll be a woman, and I’ll have you more than preening, baby.”
There was no doubt in my mind that he could and would do just that. Hell, I was ready to do just that right then and there. The sight of the hospital made me pull my hand away, and Kellen groaned.
“You can just drop me off in the front...” I didn’t continue my words when Kellen ignored me, driving into the visitors’ parking garage. He glanced over at me.
“I’ll just hang out in the lobby outside the area where your interview or whatever is taking place.” The tone of his voice said there was no use in arguing.
“How do I look?” I asked when he opened my door and helped me down.
“Good enough to eat,” he replied, eyes scanning the area.
I thought he was taking the whole protecting his mate thing a little too seriously, but I held my tongue.
I had my favorite designer bag with its C logo strapped over my chest, and my briefcase in hand, with all my credentials in case they asked for them.
Although I didn’t think they’d need them since all my info had been either emailed or faxed.
My palms grew damp as I got closer to the head of the surgery unit.
Having been a partner in the practice back in Kansas City, I hadn’t answered to anyone except the Cordells, and they were often too laid back. Now that I knew more about them, I understood they were far older and wiser than all who ran the hospitals today.
“You’ll be fine. Besides, if you don’t want to work, you know I can support you and about ten others without blinking, right?” His words interrupted my musings.
Yeah, I was aware Kellen was very wealthy, not only from the club and the custom work they did on cars and trucks, but also from his family, which had been around for a long time, too. “I know. But I love what I do.” I took a deep breath.
He held the door open to the suite where I’d told him my interview was. The receptionist looked up, doing a double take at Kellen, who gave her a nod and then took a seat. I ignored the fact that the young woman was clearly checking out my mate.
“I have an appointment with Dr. Niffen.” After the receptionist verified I had an appointment, I sat down beside Kellen. Within moments, the door opened, and a distinguished older woman appeared.
“Dr. O’Neil?” Standing, I gave Kellen’s hand a squeeze, then I walked up to the door. “Dr. Niffen?”
“Yes. I’m so pleased you agreed to meet with me. Please come back to my office.”
The gleam of anticipation in the girl’s eyes behind the reception desk had me reaching out to Kellen. “You have an admirer.”
“The only one I’m interested in is a sexy redhead with an ass made for my palms, and a pussy made for my dick, not to mention other places on her body.
When we get home, I plan to take advantage of a few of those.
You’d best focus on your interview, instead of me fucking you till we’re both too tired to do anything else.
Besides, I don’t want this chick to think my hard-on is because of her,” Kellen growled.
I saw him flash an image of him lifting one booted foot up to rest on his jean-clad knee. Then he pulled his phone out and began scrolling through what I assumed were his emails. The man was truly awesome on so many levels.
“Please, have a seat.” I blinked, not realizing I’d walked like a zombie into the spacious office of the head of surgery. Holy crap! I’d thought the twins’ office was opulent, but this woman took it to a whole new level.
“Thank you for seeing me. I wasn’t sure there would be an opening so close to my home.” I worked to keep my voice even.
Dr. Niffen folded her hands on top of her desk. “You’ll be an asset to this hospital, Dr. O’Neil, not to mention you come highly recommended. I’m prepared to offer you a position now, if you are amiable.” She pushed a packet toward me.
I wondered who had been the one to highly recommend me, but the figure staring up at me was more than I’d expected. “Wow, this is an amazing sum.” I tapped the paper. “When do I start?” I didn’t try to keep the excitement out of my voice.
“Don’t you want to take the time to look over all the documents inside and have your lawyer look over them?” Dr. Niffen sat back with a slight smile.
I opened my senses, inhaling deeply. I smelled no subterfuge, only the scent of one hundred percent human, and a feline that I was sure was a calico cat. A normal house cat at that. “Fine. I’ll read over them really quickly. I’m a fast reader.”
True to my word, I flipped through each page, carefully reading each word. Everything seemed in order. I didn’t get any bad feelings as I’d gotten before. “Where do I sign?” I held my hand out.
Dr. Niffen laughed. “You’re a very smart young lady. Once you sign, I’ll sign, and we’ll begin the process. Actually, it’s pretty quick since we’ve already begun.” I scrawled my signature on several pieces of paper, filled out the tax documents, and sat back with a happy sigh.