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Protected by the Alpha Book 1 ( A BBW Werewolf Shifter Erotica Short )

Protected by the Alpha – Book 1

Jocelyn Thomas

 

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Copyright © 2015 Jocelyn Thomas

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Protected by the Alpha

 

 

Jocelyn Thomas

 

 

 

Table of Contents

Prelude

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

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Prelude

 

Amaris couldn’t sleep. Every minute of the night was clouded by nightmares of what she’d witnessed. Images of the slain man lying on his back staring straight up at her were more than she could bear. To make matters worse, she was now the only surviving witness who could identify his killer. The notorious Jinx Thomlinson was well known among the underworld for being one of the most heartless hired killers to run the city. Until the fateful night Amaris happen to look out her bedroom window into the alley below, she knew nothing about him. In the split second flash of gunfire, her mild mannered life was quickly turned on its head.

She tossed and turned in bed. The scratchy sheets of her motel room coiled around her curvy body in an attempt to soothe her. They were nothing like the jersey cotton she was used too. The small comfort of her modest home was something she longed for in these hours when restlessness wouldn’t turn her lose. She wanted her queen size bed with the wooden headboard she’d made with instructions found on Pinterest. It wasn’t a luxurious life, but that didn’t matter to her. Amaris didn’t come from wealth and privilege, just hardworking people who were gone too soon. She’d fought tooth and nail for every minute achievement she’d accomplish and her life was a pleasant one if nothing else. Some might even call it boring, but that suited Amaris just fine. She liked her job as a part time librarian, her tiny little apartment with the creaky bathroom door, and after finished her final year at the university she’d be ready to jump into the next phase of her life as a preschool teacher.

She hadn’t expected this interruption though. There was something about being an eyewitness to a heinous murder that pulls the rug from under a girl. All of her plans were suddenly on hold while the powers that be worked to keep Jinx Thomlinson locked away. Amaris wanted to believe they would be able to hold him, with or without her testimony, but she didn’t have faith. This wasn’t Jinx’s first time on trial for murder and one way or another he was always able to walk free. It could happen again this time as well. With Amaris being the only witness still alive, so much hinged on her testifying as to what she saw. It wasn’t a job she wanted and it had in fact taken some time for the FBI to even convince her to do so. She wanted to do what was right, but didn’t know how steep a price she’d pay for morality. Nothing could have prepared her for the fear she lived with daily as she tried to make sense of having a bounty on her head.

Amaris inhaled the stale air of her temporary home. The small motel had two beds with thin patterned comforters and dingy white sheets. The pillows were pancake flat and even stacking two, one on top of the other, didn’t fill them out or create a soft buffer between her head and the stone mattress of the bed. She was afraid to walk on the carpet without slippers, and had only showered twice in the week she’d been there. The tub, wasn’t appetizing in the least with its stained grunge ring and hard water. The place was a dump, but it was still safer than her apartment. Amaris didn’t want to be ungrateful so he kept her complaints to herself, but she couldn’t wait until there was somewhere more suitable available to her.

Her handler, Agent Johnston, said the place was just temporary until they could find a safe house more accommodating for her extended stay. They’d relocated her to the motel in the dead of night once Jinx had been arrested. Things happened so quickly that a lot of the specifics were being made up on the fly. The primary goal was to stay one step ahead of Jinx. He was being held at a local prison, but that didn’t mean anything to Amaris or any of the agents assigned to his case. Jinx had gotten the other witnesses killed while he was still on the inside, it was obvious that he had a point of contact outside of those walls. No one could assume they were safe.

Amaris was trying to remain calm, but she couldn’t control her raging thoughts. Every worst case scenario possible filled her head, and the exhaustion it caused was breaking her down. She lay on her back and squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to force herself to sleep. She knew it was pointless, but after catching a glimpse of herself in the cloudy bathroom mirror she had to do something. The bags under her eyes were brutally honest about the effect all of this was having on her. She needed the rest, it was undeniable. She just didn’t know how she would ever be able to sleep until Jinx Thomlinson was out of her life for good, that wouldn’t be until this trial was behind her.

Amaris turned to lay on her side. She pulled the covers to her chin and fought back tears. She just wanted this nightmare to be over, but the ending was nowhere in sight. Out of the darkness, the phone rang. The shrill chiming startled her and sent her heart into palpitations as she tried to determine her next move. By the third ring she was sitting up in bed. The gold flecks in her green eyes glistened in the dark. Her eyes were the size of half dollars and her knees were pulled up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. Amaris’ corn silk blonde hair framed her face in the whirlwind of her sitting up.

She stared at the phone as it rang. No one was supposed to know she was here. Not even her closest friends would be able to contact her. The only people who knew what room she was even in were her handler and his supervisor. Neither of them would call her at this time of night. No one else would even look for her if she came up missing. It was a sobering thought, but one that Amaris came to terms with years ago. She wasn’t eager to reach that fate. Her anxiety was still at an all-time high as the incessant ringing continued. Amaris felt fear creeping up in her body. She reached for the phone with a trembling hand. As she touched the phone to retrieve it from its cradle, the ringing stopped and silence once again surrounded her.

Amaris exhaled a breath she hadn’t intended to hold. She tried to calm herself, maybe it was nothing. These seedy motels were used to having transients, maybe someone was calling for a past resident. Amaris didn’t want to speculate any further. Her head was already starting to throb from her dangerous adrenaline levels. She moistened her full pink lips and squeezed her eyes shut. She settled herself back against the bed, but still couldn’t stop her heart from threatening to leap from her chest. She’d never actually get to sleep now, but she longed for the relief of being able to ignore her circumstances even briefly.

As she forced her breathing to steady, Amaris was once again startled into action when the phone began to ring again. A chill went down her spine. There was no way for her to know if the caller was the same, but that did nothing to stop her anxiety from climbing again. It seemed unlikely that whoever was on the other side of the line would be an ally. Amaris knew she had to answer. She reasoned that the two agents outside her door waiting to intercept anyone who came uninvited, would be there if she needed them. They’d also bugged the phone, just in case. Amaris was safe. They would protect her, she reminded herself. She wrung the lifeless sheets in her hands as she tried to find courage. The ringing wouldn’t stop. Her shaking hands could hardly wrap around the phone to pick it up from its cradle and she didn’t trust her voice when she finally held the phone in her hand. She had to answer. If she let it rang any longer it would just alarm the agents outside and she didn’t want any intrusions if she could help it.

“Hello?” said Amaris, her voice was weak with fear. Amaris didn’t know what she would hear on the other end and couldn’t control her wild imagination. Her intentions to convince herself that it was probably something harmless were soon shatter when a rusted voice answered her.

“No matter where they hide you, I will stalk you, hunt you down, and skin you alive,” said the deep and gritty voice on the other end. Dark and hysterical laughter filled the line. Amaris struggled to breathe. It was Jinx calling to taunt her.

Amaris dropped the phone to the floor. She pressed her hands against her ears to drown out the sound of his laughter as she rocked back and forward in bed. The color drained from her face as she stared down at the receiver. Tears stained her cheeks in long streams. How did he know she was here? How did he get the direct number to her room? She was supposed to be out of his reach. Yet, he’d made it clear that she wasn’t. It bothered Amaris that she didn’t have answers to the most basic questions of her safety. She was stunned to silence and quivering when the door burst open.

Amaris nearly climbed the wall trying to escape. Her golden flecked, green eyes were wild with fear at who could be on the other side. Agent Johnston charged in behind the door.

“Get your things. We have to get you out of here,” said Agent Cody Johnston. His eyes were just as wild with concern.

Amaris didn’t argue. She forgot about modesty as she jumped from the bed and dashed around the room putting on clothes and stuffing things into her overnight bag. The toiletries items she would leave. Anything that she couldn’t grab in the five minutes of prep time would just have to be replaced. Amaris left it all behind, and jumped into Agent Johnston’s car. Agent Johnston took the passenger side and she jumped in the back. Amaris barely closed the door before his partner sped off into the night. Once again she was running for her life because Jinx Thomlinson proved he would always have access to her. She was quiet in the backseat as the chilling voice of Jinx replayed over and over in her head. Fear paralyzed her and strangled her voice from her throat. Amaris was convinced that she wouldn’t survive the six months it would take to get to trial. If Jinx didn’t kill her – fear would.

 

 

Chapter 1

Amaris sipped her third cup of coffee for the morning. It was bitter and otherwise flavorless, but strong. She felt less like a zombie going through the motions as she walked the length of the conference room. The coffee was doing nothing to calm her nerves and she was only drinking it out of a need for normalcy. Everything else reminded her of the chaos she was drowning in. Amaris looked out of the window of the high rise FBI offices overlooking the busy city below. She’d been here since leaving the motel in the pre-dawn hours. Agent Johnston had been on the phone with his superiors for most of the morning. Last Amaris heard, he was going into a meeting about what steps to take next. Amaris didn’t have much faith in their actions. She was too afraid to trust anyone at this moment. No one could explain how Jinx called her or better yet, how he even got the number to where she was. It was clear that the situation was escalating and she was exhausted with the process. She just wanted to be okay again. It wasn’t until she’d been thrust into the thick of this mess that she realized how much she’d taken her safety for granted until now.

Amaris stared down at everyone going about their daily routines. Envy threatened to strangle her as she thought of the ease with which they were going through their lives. She wanted her ordinary life back and she was starting to believe more and more that she would never have that again. Her almond milk complexion flushed pink as anger simmered beneath the surface of her skin. Amaris wanted to blame someone for this, for not protecting her. There was just no clear place to point the finger. The only person who held the power of her safety in his hand was Jinx. She was already expendable in his eyes. Amaris turned away from the window, and wrapped the blanket she’d been given on her arrival around her body. Once her adrenaline settled, she realized that the clothes she’d chosen to put on were barely presentable in mixed company. The printed tee shirt was a souvenir from a New York trip and fit her close across her plump chest, as did the tiny shorts she’d managed to pull on over her hourglass hips. She’d forgone a bra in the chaos and her full breasts pushed against her shirt causing it to strain and her bare legs were covered in goosebumps.

Amaris was a little embarrassed at being so scantily clad in front of so many professionals, but the circumstances were greater than a minor fashion infraction. She’d had enough of a state of mind to ask for a blanket to cover herself when she’d gotten there, but was only now growing more concern for her appearance. She wasn’t in the mood for any unwanted gazes or advances and wouldn’t respond politely to the intrusion. Amaris normally didn’t mind a little harmless flirting. Most days she expected it. She was an Amazon, five feet-nine inches tall with long and toned legs from years of running. Her full breast, tiny waist, and the smooth hills of her hips often brought attention her direction. She’d been gifted high cheekbones and a heart-shaped face from her mother. Her green eyes, blonde hair, and her height came from her father. The total package was one most women would envy.

As a young girl, her height and her big green eyes had caused many insecurities. As a young woman, she’d embraced both with pride. Amaris owned her appearance, but didn’t let it define her life. She’d learned very quickly that beauty didn’t exempt her from a life of struggle. Her parents died in a car accident when she was only sixteen. She’d managed to make a life for herself through the loss, but it hadn’t been all peaches and cream. Now as she stared down the barrel of danger, she wished more than anything that they were here to face this with her. Instead, she felt lonelier than ever. Her strength just wasn’t enough to keep her from harm’s way. She wanted to be brave, but didn’t know that there was enough of her left.

Amaris finally took a seat in one of the stuffed chairs at the conference table. Her bones ached from the hard bed she’d been banished to in the couple of nights she spent at the hotel. She leaned her head back against the head rest. Had she not had so much coffee she’d probably finally be tired enough to sleep. The caffeine burst kept her awake, but unsettled. She shifted in her chair and exhaled her frustrations. She felt restless as she waited for those in authority to decide her fate. What would they do with her now?

By the time the door to the conference room opened, Amaris was ready to hear any news. As long as the news provided her some new details on what to expect, she would be happy. She sat up straight in her seat as a stream of agents piled in. Amaris had never been surrounded by so many men in suits. Normally, being surrounded by these types meant bad news, Amaris hoped there wasn’t another bomb about to be drop on her already exploding life. She could feel her anxiety building and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She looked to Agent Johnston for a clue as to what was happening. His face was twisted into a scowl and he wouldn’t hold her gaze. She swallowed hard. Amaris didn’t know what to think, but if Agent Johnston wouldn’t even look at her she was prepared for the worst.

“Ms. Scott. We’ve found ourselves needing to make some changes in our arrangement,” said a man with a gray beard and stern expression.

Amaris didn’t know his name, she only knew him as Agent Johnston’s supervisor. Her eyes went to Agent Johnston again and this time, his eyes met hers. There was a strange look there, one Amaris didn’t recognize. He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and stared at her with disgust. Amaris couldn’t understand the venom she saw in his stare. It worried her. He was her only ally in this and now something had changed. Amaris took a deep breath and put on her best brave face.

Her eyes went back to the bearded man as he introduced himself. His name was something Cohen. Amaris was only half listening. She was far more concerned with the varying faces staring back at her. Everyone else was deathly quiet as he spoke.

“What kinds of changes?” Amaris finally asked. Her green eyes fixed on Cohen’s face as he spoke.

“For starters, we have a new safe house for you. It’s something more stable, and comfortable for your long stay. Then there’s the matter of your protection. It is obvious to me that we needed someone with a greater eye for detail. So you’ve been assigned a special agent. Consider him you’re on persona body guard. Agent Noah Constance, meet Ms. Amaris Scott,” Cohen’s said.

Amaris felt her mouth drop open, but couldn’t speak. Agent Constance extended his hand and she took it. His long, thick fingers and calloused palm swamped her thin digits and smooth hand. His shake was strong…just as she remembered.

“Agent Constance is one of our best. He will make sure anyone who gets to you has to go through him first,” said Cohen’s, “Trust me when I tell you it won’t be an easy feat.” Cohen’s patted Agent Constance on the back when he spoke. Noah freed her hand from his grip.

“You don’t have to worry Ms. Scott. We’re going to get through this,” said Agent Constance.

Amaris only nodded. She didn’t know if she was more taken by his dark close cut hair, deep brown eyes, and square jaw or the fact that he didn’t recognize her. Amaris flashed back to her teen years. Her then best friend Amber’s older brother, Noah. Noah Constance. Agent Noah Constance. Of course this was what he’d become. As a teenager, his reputation for being fiercely loyal and getting any job done followed him everywhere. It was one of the things that attracted her to Noah then and she doubted it had change.

Amaris had spent many nights daydreaming about what it would be like to have Noah claim her as his own. Amber hadn’t been shy about the details that made them…different from other neighbors. Almost since the first day of their friendship she’d told Amaris that they were werewolves. Curiosity about them soon turned to attraction when Amber introduced Amaris to Noah. They’d had a brief fling before her life changed forever. Amaris remembered every detail about Noah then including the one night he’d almost kissed her.

Amaris rubbed her hands together needing to replace the warmth she missed from his touch. Her breath came in rapid short spurts that she struggled to control. The man before her, was not the boy who’d moved away right after his senior year. Instead, he was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. He was pure masculinity and the woman in her noticed. There was no way she could deny it anyway. Noah was at least six feet four inches tall, and solidly built. He put her in the mind of her favorite quarterback with his strong, broad shoulders and otherwise muscled body. Even completely covered in his tailored black suit, Amaris could tell that there wasn’t a soft muscle in his body. She licked her lips and wished like hell she didn’t look like she’d missed a week of sleep, even if it was true.

Cohen’s went on to explain that Amaris would be leaving with Noah immediately. There would be some additional assistance provided on a limited basis to take care of her basic needs, but for the most part she was on her own. Amaris didn’t know what needs would be covered, but she’d manage on whatever they could provide. She didn’t want to risk a trip back to her apartment or trying to go shopping for things in her current state. Jinx had eyes everywhere. If Amaris was spotted all of the precautions they were taking would be in vein.

They would leave immediately. For the next six months, Noah would be by her side, not just outside her door as Agent Johnston had been. Noah would make sure that no one could get to her. For the first time since this whole ordeal started, Amaris felt truly untouchable. It was in part due to their history together that Amaris knew she was in good, capable hands. The last time she’d seen Noah, he’d showed up unexpectedly. Amber had a crazy ex who’d taken to stalking her. In true big brother form, Noah came home from college and beat him so badly the teen boy needed stitches. The ex never bothered Amber again. Amaris breathe a sigh of relief knowing she would now have the same unwavering devotion on her side.

“Thank you Agent Constance. I appreciate you taking this on,” she said.

He simply nodded. There was the slightest of smiles on his lips and Amaris wondered if it were appreciation or acknowledgement. They would have six months to find out.

After another quick briefing of things she could and couldn’t do over the next six months, Amaris followed Noah and a team of others out the door. Agent Johnston was in the group, but he hardly said a word. She could feel the tension between them, but didn’t know what to blame it on. Amaris decided it probably had something to do with Noah taking over, but that seemed to simple an answer for what she was feeling. Agent Johnston had been her handler since the day she’d walked in to the FBI office. He was her point of contact and the only access she’d had to the outside world. From the changing of the guards, she knew that she probably wouldn’t speak to him again until trial, and it made her a little sad. As far as Amaris was concerned, every relationship had value in her life. She hated to lose anyone. It was worrisome to let go at this point when she felt so unstable, but she would do what she had to in order to get through this.

Amaris was sure this was just how things were done in cases like this and she would just have to adjust. Her mind continued to wander as she struggled to match Noah’s steps. Noah took one step to Amaris’s two and she found herself skipping to keep up with him. It wasn’t something Amaris was used to, her height often meant she could go toe to toe with anyone. Noah was different. His stride was long and swift as he navigated the winding halls out of the building with ease. Slowly the group that started with them dispersed into offices and other desks until there was only Agent Constance and one other still tagging along.

Amaris followed Noah to the car and he opened the door for her before rounding the front to the driver’s side. She hesitated briefly, her nerves were starting up again. It was starting to worry Amaris that Noah didn’t recognize her. Amaris hadn’t had contact with him in years, and he could be someone entirely different now. It was a fine time to start to worry, but her options were limited. It was either ride off into the sunset with him or stay here and worry. Amaris knew she couldn’t face more sleepless nights. As she contemplated, she caught sight of her small carry-on already in the car. The clothes she had with her wouldn’t come close to lasting six months. Amaris remembered Cohen’s saying there would be limited assistance for things like this, and she’d ask about it later. She slid into the passenger seat of the car and the engine roared to life.

Amaris waved at Agent Johnston as they pulled away from the curb in Noah’s car. His brief wave back was curt and unlike the friendly exchanges she was accustomed to having with him. Amaris filed it away. She’d get to the bottom of what changed, and hoped it wouldn’t be something else she would have to worry about later. Her instincts told her there was something deeper going on with Agent Johnston, but she had little to go on right now. She would deal with it when she had more information. Amaris’ attention returned to Noah and her current dilemma of limited clothes.

“I don’t have enough things to get through the next six months,” she said.

“Don’t worry. It’s all been taken care of,” said Noah. He looked in her direction, his eyes drifted to the cover still wrapped around her body.

“You’re safe now Amaris. Buckle your seat belt,” he said as they pulled up to a stop sign.

Amaris wasn’t sure what he meant by his vague statement “It’s all been taken care of”. No one asked her sizes or what she needed to supplement the meager belongings she’d brought with her. She was almost certain no one could correctly guess, but her coffee was starting to wear off. In its place, her headache and exhaustion returned. She would ask again about the clothing once they were stationary again, but sleep was threatening to claim her now.

Noah waited for her to do as he asked, and within seconds he turned his attention back to the road. They sped off in directions unknown and Amaris drifted to sleep.

 

 

Chapter 2

Amaris awoke to the gentle rocking of her body being carried. She felt disoriented, in the now dark of night she didn’t know where she was. She tried to wiggle free, but the hold only tightened around her. Amaris felt her fear rushing through her veins. Who was this holding her? Why couldn’t she shake herself lose? She started to hyperventilate as she struggle to free herself and figure out what was going on.

“Calm down, Amaris. I’m just taking you up inside,” Noah said.

His voice was tempered chocolate, hot enough to scald and coating every word. Amaris held still. She looked up into his muddy brown eyes as she caught her bearings. In the darkness of night, his dark brown eyes rimmed in gold. The strength and compassion she saw in them reminded her of the boy he once was to her. Amaris’s breath caught in her throat. She remembered the way they’d been years ago, even then she’d never seen anything so enchanting. Her racing heart settled in her chest as he nestled her closer and pushed the door behind them. Amaris starred out at the yellow moon in the night sky before the heavy wooden door slammed shut. They were only a few feet into the entrance when Noah’s voice broke the silence again.

“Still want me to put you down?” he asked.

No. She absolutely did not want him to put her down. Noah’s muscled arms and stone chest were a safe haven she wanted to continue to cling too, but “Yeah. I think I’m okay now,” she answered.

Amaris was sure she’d seen a flicker of disappointment in his eyes when she’d answered, but he did as she asked. He lowered her to the floor as if she were as delicate as porcelain and he was afraid she would break. Amaris doubted there was anything Noah was really afraid of, least of all hurting her. Those thoughts were lost as a chill replaced the warmth of his massive chest and arms pressed against her. She held back a sigh of regret. Instead of dwelling on the loss of his embrace, she decided to look around her surroundings.

The rustic look of the lodge was cozy and decidedly masculine. There were high ceilings and stairs leading up to a loft/ office space. Large, oversized furniture filled the open floor plan living room. There was a flat screen television mounted on the back wall and brick fire place with dark wood mantle. All the decorations were a combination of majestic mountains and streams along with beautiful real life captures of wolves in the wild. There was a patterned rug focal point to break up the monotony of the wooden floors. The kitchen was filled with dark cabinets, stainless steel, and heavy counters. There were two barstools with dark leather seats positioned under the bar. A medium wood table with bench and chair seating was near the large bay window. It was a significant upgrade from the motel and Amaris started to relax.

She felt safe beneath the oversized exposed beams and sturdy heavy wood walls of the room. It was obvious whoever the owner was, they’d taken their time to make every detail about the space perfect. She appreciated the care she’d seen. Especially after the fiasco of a motel she’d just spent the last couple of weeks in. Amaris felt at least here, she could feel like she had a home for a little while.

“I’m gonna start a fire to warm it up in here. There’s food in the fridge and clothes in the second bedroom closet if you want to eat and shower,” said Noah. He’d caught her off guard again with the smoothness in his deep voice. She wondered what it would be like to roll off his tongue so seductively. Amaris shook her head. She needed to break her thoughts of lust for him or this next six months would prove difficult for her raging body.

“Are you telling me I stink?” Amaris asked in fake annoyance. Her eyes squinted closed and she pursed her lips together to imitate her frustration. Noah’s laughter still caught her off guard.

It was rich and full bodied like a nicely aged cognac and just as intoxicating. Amaris would never get tired of hearing it.

“I’m saying, you can eat and shower since you haven’t. Nothing more. Now stop trying to pick a fight that you won’t win,” he said with an award winning grin. Dimples flashed in his cheeks. He wiped his face with his large hands, but didn’t lose his smile.

Amaris smiled back, she could probably do this for six months if he kept his sense of humor. Amaris thought of how nice it would be to lick whip cream from the deep insets that cornered his mouth. The thought had come at a vulnerable time. Its effects were immediate. Amaris’ tongue flickered from her mouth and rested in the corners of her lips before she could pull the fantasy back. When Noah’s eyes settled against her mouth and exposed tongue, Amaris’ temperature spiked several degrees warmer. She felt the blood starting to rush to the surface of her skin and the moistening at the meeting of her thighs. Amaris stared into the deep abyss of Noah’s eyes. The golden ring around his iris’ seemed to blaze and his jovial disposition, soon gave way to a darkened look of desire. His lips closed and his dimples retreated. There was a dangerous need brewing in him and Amaris could feel it even with the ten feet between them. Amaris couldn’t explain it but something said she should leave or things could get a little tricky. Without another word, she turned and headed into the insinuated direction of the bathroom. She could use that shower after all.

Amaris pushed open both of the doors to the bedrooms to explore. Comparatively, she could have placed her tiny one bedroom apartment in either one of them and still have space to walk around. Her carry on sat on the bed of the larger of the two bedrooms. Amaris suspected that this was intentional and took it to mean the bedroom was hers for the time being. She walked into the room and was blown away by the sheer beauty of it. The oversized king bed had four-post intricately carved. Each of the posts were draped in sheer fabric that could be opened and would completely envelope the bed. Amaris rubbed her hand over the downy soft comforter and groaned at the softness. The bed would surely be more comfortable than what she’d left behind. The idea that she could sleep peacefully for the first time in several days was an answered prayer.

There were sliding patio doors opposite the hall entry. Amaris opened the door, and a flood light popped on illuminating the area, right outside was a small wrought iron patio set with seating for two. Amaris would have to wait until morning to completely explore the land the home sat on, from her position at the door she could only say that she liked what she could see. She trusted Noah that the place was secure, but the crisp fresh air was so different from the bustling city she left. It would take some getting used too. Amaris stepped back inside, closed the door tightly behind her, and locked it soundly. With a pull of the curtain cord, the cream colored draperies fell to cover the patio doors. The heavy fabric was thick enough to block the morning sun, and anything else that may try and peek through the window. Amaris found comfort in knowing she’d only be seen when she wanted. She turned around toward her things and jumped, startled noticing Noah in the door.

“I didn’t mean to scare you. After I didn’t hear the shower start, I decided to come and check that you were okay. Is there something you need?” he asked genuinely.

“No. I was just checking everything out I guess. This is a long way from the dingy motel room I was holed up in,” said Amaris.

Noah chuckled again. “Good to know. There are clothes for you in the closet. I had to guess at your size, but I think I got it right. Your bathroom is completely private and locks from the inside. I suggest you use it every time you’re in there…just in case. You’ll find toiletries in the linen closet just inside the door. If anything is missing, just let me know,” Noah said.

He walked out and pulled the door behind him. The air was sucked from the room as he left or maybe Amaris just forgot how to breathe. Amaris was glued to the spot he’d found her in, staring at the door. It was the woodsy masculine scent he’d left behind that aided in her recovery. The scent of pine and damp earth had a dizzying effect on Amaris. She thought she might faint from all the heat radiating from her, all the desire in her. She had to get a handle on her libido. Noah didn’t seem to remember her and Amaris knew so little about his life now. There was no way to even say he was feeling the same. She couldn’t afford to get her hopes wrapped around a sexy guy right now. There were greater troubles at hand.

Amaris finally turned in the direction of the bathroom. She opened the door and stepped into the most luxurious washroom she’d ever entered. To the immediate left was a fully stocked open face linen closet with soaps, bath gels, perfumes, and lotions in various scents. Amaris found a scent she liked and pulled it out. She sat it on the counter of the vanity, a large white mirror with floral carvings hung over the sink and counter. Matching plush bath runner padded the trail from the door to the Jacuzzi bath tub. Amaris turned on the water and adjusted the temperature to suit her. As she undressed, she examined the room more closely. The feminine touches were beautiful, but a bit cautiously positioned. She was sure whoever placed them had done so after the fact. This was a place a woman would enjoy being in, but hadn’t designed. Amaris amused herself by saying Noah had made the changes specifically for her. She wasn’t sure that it was true, but she liked how it sounded in her head.

Amaris peeled out of her clothes and dropped them in the laundry bin near the tub. She poured the eucalyptus scented bubble bath beneath the running water and slipped her feet under the water as it started to sud. By the time she was completely submerged, the water came up to her chin and bubbles covered everything from view. Amaris turned off the faucet and sank deeper into the hot bath. She moaned out loud as her muscles, tired from sleepless nights, were soothed by the warm water. She decided against the jets after being unsure of whether they’d create a mess with all the bubbles, but her bath was still perfect. She was happy to do something that felt so normal. Amaris could feel the layer of hotel grim lifting from her skin. It was mentally taxing to have a comfort so basic ripped from her and now that she was enjoying it again, Amaris didn’t take it for granted.

She began her bath. Starting with her long legs, she covered herself in the scented bath gel that matched the bath bubbles. The fresh eucalyptus scent wrapped around her as she cleaned her thighs, her belly, and her outstretched arms. She closed her eyes and let the warm water wash over her as she cleansed her chest, shoulders, and neck. The more she scrubbed, the more like herself she begun to feel. Amaris took her time lathering her full breasts. She pinched her pink nipples into stiff peaks and rubbed the ache. It had been so long since she’d made contact with her own body that her hands felt foreign against them now. With everything going on, her thoughts had been far too consumed to think naughty thoughts. Her body obviously missed the interaction. Her legs instantly parted and her clitoris started to swell with arousal. In a matter of minutes, Noah’s presence in her thoughts made her remember what it was like to be with a skilled lover and achieve perfection. She wondered what he would be like in bed. It was clear that he was professional and unlikely that they would ever do anything together. Here in the privacy of her bath, a girl could dream.

Amaris’ hand dipped between her supple thighs until she found her sensitive bare mound. She pushed passed the smooth skin to caress her sensitive clitoris. She inhaled sharply as her fingers made contact. Amaris closed her eyes as she slowly began to rub the hardening nub. Soon her thoughts filled in the blanks, and it wasn’t her hand touching and teasing her, it was his. His long, calloused fingers rubbing and plucking at her jewel. She moaned aloud as her body awakened to the pleasure being created. Days of tension channeled into one spot. Amaris felt the slow telling signs of a release starting at her toes, it encouraged her on. She intensified her speed, and friction. Faster and harder she began to rub, passing her clit and dipping her fingers into the creamy wetness of her body. Amaris’s breath was a rapid breeze whipping between her lips. She dipped one finger, and then two inside of her body and images of Noah exploring her this way caused her toes to curl. Her cheeks were a deep shade of pink. Her nipples were stiff and ached as they stood above the water in the open air.

Amaris stroked herself as deeply as her fingers would go, but still couldn’t reach her sweet spot. She was a woman made with desire, driven by an ancient need. A small voice in her head whispered what she knew to be true. Noah could provide what her body desperately craved. He could make her fantasy real, just not today. Amaris had to settle for a rolling tremor of an orgasm instead of the mind-numbing body shudder that she knew Noah could provide. As she opened and weeks of stress dissolved into a quiver of her body’s release, Amaris felt ten times lighter. At least for now.

Amaris took some time for herself to recover. She sat perfectly still in the water for a few more minutes, until the dropping temperature prompted her to get out of the tub. She was happy to find that the bath towels she would be using to dry off her body were actually bath sheets and wrapped completely around her voluptuous frame. There were unopened razors that she used to shave her legs and trimmed her lady parts. It had been a little while since she’d shaved properly and it took a little longer than normal to put everything back in order. She cleared her legs and arms until they were bare, and put a nice, trim landing strip leading to her otherwise bare pussy. Once finished, lathered her entire body with a creamy body butter that complimented the scent of the bath bubbles. The high of her climax made her feel as though she was floating as she entered her temporary bedroom wearing only the bath sheet and opened the chest of drawers.

She’d wondered if Noah thought to purchase underwear for her as well. She opened drawer after drawer until she came across one filled with lace and satin. Her hands quivered as she picked up pair after pair, all of them still held their price tags to signify their newness. Amaris was no fool, what Noah had done was go above and beyond what was required of him. It occurred to her that maybe Noah was this thorough with his other charges, but Amaris wanted to believe otherwise. She would have to find a way to thank him properly. As she dressed in a pair of yellow lace panties and a pair of pajamas bottoms with matching tank top, she was overcome with gratitude. She was simply grateful to feel safe after weeks of not knowing if she would ever feel such again. The possibility that one day all of this could be behind her felt real for the first time since this mess started. If only for tonight, she would have peace.

 

 

Chapter 3

Noah stood on the porch in open air of the full moon sipping apple juice. Normally on a night like this, he would allow himself a stiff one to take the edge off. He just couldn’t afford to drink on the job, especially with such high stakes at hand. This was just the type of night that he would unleash and run free through the woods until all else faded away. He was anxious and feeling caged, but he couldn’t leave Amaris alone just yet. From their limited time together, Noah suspected it would take a few days before she was actually okay with being on her own. She’d been through so much with Jinx on her heels, and Noah knew the effects of running for your life. He took another gulp of his apple juice and let the cool liquid slowly flow down his throat, Jinx was worth being afraid of, but still not a match for him. Now Noah only had to convince Amaris.

He’d heard all the whispers from his colleagues even though he didn’t normally work this closely with those in protection. He’d heard all about her green eyes, curvy frame, and long legs, but nothing prepared him to walk into that room and have Amaris Scott be his Amaris Scott. The last time he’d seen her, she’d still been a kid. A rather sexy and intoxicating kid, but the two years between them had been enough of a reason for him to keep his distance then. Now that they were both adults, he was having a harder time, so was his wolf. From the first inhale of her scent his wolf was ready to mate with her. Noah was logical enough to know that it was something that couldn’t happen. It was his job to protect her only and he couldn’t risk changing his priorities by taking her to bed. These things worked out better when he kept it all business. With their history together, it was even more important that he hold back.

She’d recognized him the moment he’d walked into that room. He could tell by the sudden spike in her pheromones and the way her breathing shifted. He was certain that he was the only one who detected the subtle change, but that only made matters worse. When he inhaled her scent of readiness, his wolf clawed at his insides. It had taken his best efforts to remain neutral in the room full of his peers and superiors. Amaris had always had that effect on him. Ever since they were teens just being in her presence made him want to forget his responsibilities to his pack and now to his career. The first time his kid sister Amber brought Amaris home he’d cringed. He knew then she would be trouble for him, and the fact remained true. Noah couldn’t give in, she was so distracting for him that if he allowed himself to slip for even a moment he would be lost in her forever.

He didn’t get to make those types of mistakes with this job. Affections, clouded your judgement and Noah had gotten to where he was by ignoring all signals in himself that it was time to settle down. His wolf was ready for a partner, but Noah felt like he needed more time. Not because there were a slew of women he wanted to pursue, but because the danger of his career wasn’t something he wanted to expose a mate too. When he was ready to leave it behind, he would find a woman that sent his wolf in a frenzy and happily spend the rest of his days with her… a woman like Amaris.

Noah stared up at the full moon. His wolf pouted in effort to get him to go for a run, but Noah ignored his beast. He knew he needed it, but that wasn’t enough of a reason to take a chance just yet. After his last job, he’d been out on vacation when he’d gotten the call that he was needed. The days off would have been just the reboot he needed, but after hearing the circumstances, he didn’t trust anyone else with her protection. It made his blood boil to think that anyone could be after her. He’d been caught up on the situation in his briefing and knew that she’d simply seen something that she wasn’t supposed to. He also knew enough about Jinx to know that it wouldn’t have mattered. The fact that she knew anything made her dangerous to him.

Noah had seen Jinx’s work before and he would never let any of the tragic endings that usually found Jinx’s victims come to Amaris. He growled at the thought. His wolf bared its teeth, ready to attack at the slightest display of danger. Noah knew he was more invested in this job than he’d been in any of the others. He rationalized it was because this was his little sister’s best friend. It was all he would allow himself to define it by. Although his wolf had clearly decided Amaris should be his, Noah was determined to keep his personal and professional lives separate. He wouldn’t let his thoughts of her drive his behaviors. Once she was out of harm’s way, Noah would release her back to her life and he would disappear into the wind. Normally, the thought of going rogue until the next job appealed to his wolf. This time, his wolf was strangely quiet when the thought crossed his mind. Noah didn’t want to read into the possible meanings for his wolf’s silence. He had to control his beast and remind the animal in him that somethings were best handled with a more human touch. His wolf didn’t like that thought, and neither did Noah. It was still true.

Noah finished his apple juice and deposited the bottle in the bin next to the door. He went back inside to stir the beef stew he had cooking. It was a heavier meal than he’d intended to prepare tonight, but he needing something with a rich aroma. The stew had been perfect to drown out the dangerously seductive fragrance of Amaris’ body. When she’d joke about him believing she must stink it broke the ice for him. The real thing, was that her arousal was driving his wolf crazy and if she didn’t wash herself when she did he would have crossed the line. The time in the bath, coupled with the herbs and spices of the beef stew had given him sufficient time to calm down. That was until he heard the soft whimpers of her pleasuring herself in his tub.

He bit back a growl as the sounds of her pleasing herself slipped through the walls and out to him. He’d gone to the porch for a reprieve. He couldn’t stand there listening to her doing the things to herself that he wanted to do. Noah could almost imagine the way her supple skin would feel beneath his fingers and how her tight sheath would feel wrapped around his cock. His impressive member pushed against his pants from his private thoughts. Noah had to divert his attention elsewhere. He couldn’t think of her soft body as something he could enjoy. He had to ignore the way her mouth, with its full, pouty lips, was made for kissing. Or, how plush she felt squeezed to him as he carried her inside his home. He hadn’t wanted to release her, even after he’d asked if she was ready to walk on her own. Amaris had no idea how hard he was fighting himself as he tried to maintain his professional demeanor. It was taking all that he had to remember she was a job and not the young woman he’d left standing on her parent’s doorstep so many years ago.

It was a calculated decision to bring her to his home. The bureau didn’t have a suitable place for such a long stay under the conditions Amaris required. Every witness against Jinx had been hidden away in their long term residency only to be sniffed out almost immediately. Noah didn’t have that concern here. He knew every ledge and hillside of his land and wouldn’t miss even the slightest change. He would keep her safe. Noah got a flash of the look on her face when she’d notice him, it was relief and Noah was more determined than ever to keep his resolution.

He pulled out two bowls and some fresh bread to serve with the meal. He was adding the finishing touches when the soft padding of her footsteps came down the hall. He heard Amaris before she said anything, but Noah didn’t look up. He was still collecting his thoughts and didn’t need to see her beautiful almond milk skin in any of the pajamas he’d painstakingly picked out for her. Even the most modest of them would be titillating on her curvaceous body and Noah was having a hard enough time thinking of her being in his bed. He’d given up his master suite and tried to soften up the look of the room for her so that she would be comfortable. When he’d walked in on her standing under the moonlight, he could tell he made the right choice.

Amaris slipped onto a barstool behind him and he instantly inhaled the fresh scent of the lotion and perfume she’d applied. He welcomed the fragrance. Thankfully the bath had washed the majority of her teasing scent away, what remained beneath the fragrance was bearable. It was still enough to make his wolf pace inside of him, but not enough to make him claw for freedom. Noah would take what he could get right now. He ladled soup into both of their bowls and sat them on the peninsula where Amaris was sitting quietly.

“Smells good,” she said before bringing her spoon to her mouth to cool off.

He liked her compliment of her food, but it was mostly lost to him. The purse of her lips sparked interest from his wolf. The animal perked up inside of him, ready to see what she would do next. Noah did what he could to quiet his wolf, but soon had to busy himself with collecting beverages.

“It’ll do the trick. I take it you found everything okay?” he said as he tried to put his mind on other things. He didn’t want to think about the way her lips pressed against the spoon as she sucked the hot stew down her throat.

“Yeah, and everything fits perfectly. Thank you,” said Amaris.

“Good. We’re going to be here for a while so I wanted to make sure you had everything you could need,” said Noah.

“You thought of everything and I appreciate it. I don’t think I could have spent another night in that motel, even if Jinx hadn’t called,” said Amaris with a half chuckle.

“Well, don’t worry. Even if he gets the number, he won’t call you here,” said Noah with certainty. It came out harsher than Noah intended, but there wasn’t any way he could soften it. In truth, he didn’t want too. If Jinx crossed him, Noah would shred him where he stood.

Her laughter had been a clear sign that she was still uneasy about the killer. Noah understood her concerns. He wanted to assure her that she was nearly untouchable here. He’d bet his life on it.

“Sooo…. Agent Constance…. When did that happen?” asked Amaris.

There was a spark in her eyes and Noah knew the deeper question. She was fishing to see if he remembered her. Since meeting her in the office he’d debated on whether or not to let on that he did. It hadn’t been the time there in front of his colleagues, but now he wasn’t so sure. He felt his smirk growing and decided now was as good a time as any to get it out in the open.

“A couple of years after I left. They recruited me right after college. Turns out, I’m really good at my job,” said Noah as he spooned another bite into his mouth.

“So what kind of work do you do? Are you like an enforcer? When the other guys can’t get the job done, you swoop in and save the day?” asked Amaris with a glimmer of humor in her voice.

Noah laughed openly. He’d forgotten how funny she could be when she was being a smart ass.

“I do what needs to be done. Let’s just leave it at that,” he said between bites.

Amaris’ eyes widened, but she didn’t push further. She blinked several times before looking down at her soup and taking another bite. Noah knew she was trying to decipher what exactly doing what needs to be done entails. He didn’t plan to give her more information about his job than that. He did dangerous things when his job called and he didn’t want to have to explain that to her. He didn’t want her to think of him as some type of monster for parts of the work he’d done. He would never hurt her, not under any circumstances. They sat in silence for a few minutes as they finished their food.

He liked the look in her eyes as she ate his food and the sensual way she took each bite. He’d cook her a thousand meals if she promised to eat them like that every time. Her open enjoyment was present with every bit. Noah only knew how to cook what he considered bachelor foods. The easily combined, one-pot meals were generally heavy on meat and substance, but not the typical chick food. He’d assumed a woman like Amaris would want something more delicate than a heavy stew before bed. He’d been happy to find himself wrong.

“What about you? I heard you left too, but no one knew where you were,” he asked. For years he’d wondered where she’d gone. He found himself searching the faces of blondes in every city he’d gone to hoping to find hers in the crowd. The disappointment in not knowing was something he hadn’t gotten over, until walking into that conference room.

“That’s because I landed a few places, before finally going to school. I probably should have picked another city for that,” said Amaris with a little chuckle.

Her smile was weak and Noah wanted to reach across the table to reassure her that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her. Noah couldn’t touch here yet. If he remembered her skin, it was buttery soft. Shaking her hand in front of his colleagues had been hard enough. Now that they were alone, he wouldn’t dare.

“Amaris, Jinx can’t reach you here. Trust me. Not even my family knows about this place,” he said.

“I want to believe that so bad. I just don’t know that I can. Jinx doesn’t stop. Unless the charges stick this time, I’ll spend the rest of my life looking over my shoulder,” said Amaris. The sadness in her voice made Noah think irrational thoughts. There were a few ways he knew he could sneak into prison and get rid of Jinx, but he didn’t want Amaris to wake in his house and find him gone. He’d have to work with her and wait for the opportunity to extract the perfect punishment on Jinx.

“Men like Jinx only have power if you give it to them. They feed off of fear and use it as a weapon to control. You’ve already defied him by showing you won’t let your fear talk you out of doing what is right. Don’t give in and let him ruin your life in other ways,” he said.

Noah didn’t doubt his ability to protect her, but he also knew fear was more powerful than logic. He could stand by her side and defend her with his life, but he couldn’t convince her that Jinx didn’t have power over her life. Amaris would have to do that herself.

“Tomorrow, if you’re up to it, I’ll take you out on the land. Maybe after you get a feel for the place you will know how safe you are here with me,” Noah declared.

“I’d like that. It seems really secluded here,” said Amaris.

She seemed to perk up a bit after he mentioned the tour of the place. Noah enjoyed her excitement. He wanted her to like his space and feel comfortable here. He wanted her to know his place was at her disposal.

“I prefer it that way. No one shows up at my door uninvited,’ said Noah.

“It doesn’t look like anyone shows up here at all,” responded Amaris.

“No,” Noah said.

He took a spoon of his stew and shoved it into his mouth. They were teetering on the edge of a conversation he wasn’t sure he wanted to have, but he sensed Amaris needed the comfort of knowing. Against his better judgement, Noah decided he would answer any questions she might have.

The stew was starting to cool, but it was still rich in flavor. As he thought of Amaris’ remark that no one ever came here, Noah was alerted to how empty the words felt to digest. It was important for a man like him to maintain a healthy distance from family. The dangerous men he’d taken out had loyal friends and he didn’t want them to go after his family in some twisted version of revenge. There was also the other reason they didn’t know how to find him, it was one he was less proud to acknowledge. Still, wolves were pack animals and one day he would come face to face with that fact and have to make a decision on his life.

“Amaris, its better that men like me have a place that no one can connect to me. It’s a necessary evil of the job,” he said hoping to squash any further questions.

“Then why did you bring me here?” Amaris asked.

Her voice was light as cotton candy. Noah paused in his eating to look at her.

“I knew if you were here there would be no unpredictable circumstances. No one would come for you here.”

Amaris nodded and seemed to accept his answer. She went back to her food and so did he. Noah sat down opposite Amaris and turned his attention back to his bowl. He wasn’t comfortable with the personal nature of their conversation, but he knew she needed to talk for her own sake. He just had to get through this meal and put a little space between him and Amaris. Once he finished his stew, he would go to bed and tomorrow he would wake up with a clear head. His responsibilities to keep Amaris safe came before his needs to have her in his arms. She needed him and not just because of Jinx. Noah could see the loneliness in her eyes and he knew the feeling well. The air was thick with temptation, and he knew he would have to strengthen his resolve or he would join her tonight and have no regrets. When her tongue flickered out of her mouth to retrieve a stray drop of stew, Noah couldn’t convince himself that having her in his bed would be a bad idea. There were quite a few things he could do with that tongue, and even more that he could do with his own. As sweet as Amaris smelled, she had to taste like honey. Noah wondered what it would take to make her nectar run in rivers across his chin. Would she try to hold back as he plunged his tongue deep inside of her hive and teased the sweetness out?

Noah’s jaw clenched. His tongue thickened in his mouth wanting to test his theory. As blood filled his cock, causing it to stiffen harder than it ever had before Noah had to get out of there. He dropped his spoon in his empty bowl and the bowl into the sink.

“Get some rest tonight,” he said to Amaris as he lifted from his seat.

Noah rinsed his bowl in the sink and walked passed Amaris, still at the bar on his way out of the kitchen/living space.

“Noah? Did you know it was me? When you came into that room, did you know who I was?” Amaris finally asked.

Noah stood still. His eyes met hers and he saw all the things she didn’t ask as well.

“Yes,” he said and promptly left the room with her still sitting there.

A moment longer and he would have done something he couldn’t take back. Noah entered the second bedroom, and closed the door behind him. Noah went to the bathroom and leaned against his fist on the counter. He stared at himself in the mirror. The golden of his eyes was lit like a ring of fire, a sign his wolf was dangerously close to the surface.

“This is just another job, get yourself together,” Noah said to himself.

His wolf whimpered, but retreated within him. Noah was still in control, but he’d have to fight like hell to stay that way.

 

 

Chapter 4

Amaris stretched her arms above her head and her body groaned as her muscles released. She snuggled deeper into the body molding mattress and her hips thanked her. She’d slept well for the first time in several days. The cotton sheets, goose down comforter and pillows were just what she needed to start to feel like herself again. The only thing that could have made this morning better would be if she’d awakened in Noah’s arms. He’d left so abruptly last night after dinner that she thought she might have offended him, though she couldn’t think of what she’d said. It felt good to hear him say he recognized her, but there were still more questions she wanted to ask him. He’d been distant, which was in direct contrast to all the care he’d taken to make her feel at home.

She could hear him moving outside. Amaris pushed the cover down her body and was greeted by the crisp chill of fall setting in. She shuddered and rubbed her bare arms as she stepped from the bed and into her slippers. The cool air prompted her to look for a robe to warm her up. Amaris opened the drapes to look out and catch a glimpse of Noah, but the shrubs outside the patio hid him from view. After going through her morning routine, she picked a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt with the name of her alma mater to pullover her tank top. When it warmed up some, maybe she would have a reason to slip out of it. Feeling peckish, she decided to go into the kitchen to find something to eat before searching out Noah. She wanted to see him, to feel his dark eyes rake over her skin. Maybe she’d find the answers she was seeking.

Amaris opened the refrigerator and took a minute to decide on what to eat. She chose a bagel with some strawberry flavored cream cheese and put them on a small saucer to carry. The door swung open as she poured herself a glass of apple juice. Amaris gasped as she heard it swing free. These days in fear made everything a threat. It wasn’t until her eyes landed on Noah that she found some relief. She was happy to know it was only him until she noticed his bare chest drenched in sweat and smudge with dirt. He chugged a bottle of water and Amaris was statue still as she watched his Adam’s apple bob and his abs tighten as he swallowed. He could have been an accountant or some type of businessman for as smart as he was. Amaris was convinced the only reason he’d become an Agent was so one day he would be able to torture her with his stone chest and abs, and muscled arms. Amaris lost her appetite for the bagel and cream cheese, what she wanted was something more filling.

“It’s gonna get really cold over the next few days. I’m going to be outside for a little while, chopping more wood. If you want some fresh air, you should sit out on the patio. No one will be able to see you behind the bushes,” Noah said before disappearing back outside the door.

Amaris didn’t realize she was holding her breath until her head started to throb. She wanted to run her fingers over the tight lines of his chest or rather, she wanted to trace every indentation with her tongue. Amaris placed the bagel and cream cheese back into the refrigerator. She couldn’t eat now. She was far too heated and all she really wanted was for Noah to take her right there on the counter.

Amaris pulled the sweatshirt over her head, the cool air of the house was no longer a factor. Her body was on fire. The image of Noah standing there, glistening with sweat, muscles bulging at every turn made her want to forget he was only back in her life to protect her and that was all. He hadn’t come into her space in order to claim her as his own. It was purely a work thing for him, and he was keeping it all perfectly professional. Amaris wondered if she was the only one who wanted to lose control. Noah wasn’t showing any signs that her presence was having any effect on him. Even after admitting that he remembered her.

She tossed the sweatshirt on the crumbled bed she had yet to make and went back to the drawer of delicate things he’d provided. After those visions of him, she needed another shower and to change her soaking wet panties. Amaris was a little embarrassed at being this excited by him. She couldn’t spend the next six months in this much heat. She just couldn’t, Noah would have to break or she would lose her mind. Amaris had never seduced anyone. The few lovers she’d had were from relationships that lacked substance and her lovers initiated every sexual encounter. She knew she couldn’t wait for Noah to decide he would have his way with her. The only way he would come after her would be if she provoked him. For that to happen, she would have to make herself completely undeniable. Amaris didn’t know where to start. Seduction was such a foreign concept for her and she had no idea what Noah even liked where his lovers were concerned. They’d never gotten even close in their brief relationship. Amaris wasn’t sure that she could pull off a stealth inquisition into his life without exposing her motives. It would take some serious planning in order to become one in the know. She’d have to figure it out quickly or burn alive.

Amaris pulled a fresh set of underwear out, this time it was a demi cut black lace bra and panty set. Amaris would never know how he’d guessed her sizes so well, but everything she’d worn thus far fit perfectly. As she fished through the drawer to see what other things were there, her fingers came across a red lace and rhinestone, teddy. The fabric was barely enough to cover her nipples and hot mound. She’d never worn anything like that before, and couldn’t decide if she could really pull it off. The knowledge that she wouldn’t have found it in her drawers if Noah hadn’t secretly wanted to see her in it, caused a shudder of excitement to travel down her spine. If this is what he wanted, she would give it to him. Amaris had nothing to lose.

She took the black bra and panty set and went to her shower. She would work out her plan as she bathe and decide when to pull it off. Her nipples hardened under the hot spray of the shower as she tried to determine the best way to get Noah to see her as more than just his charge. If she could get him to remember that day on her parent’s doorstep, when he’d almost kissed her beneath the moonlight, then she could increase her odds. He had almost seen her as a woman then, and it was exactly what she needed him to do now. Amaris wanted Noah to look at her with brazen passion and unbridled need. She knew the risk she was taking. Amber told her all about how werewolves mated for life. She wanted him to want her that way – forever. Amaris was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen. She just hoped Noah wanted her the same.

Noah was still chopping wood when she stepped out onto the patio outside her bedroom door. She plopped down into one of the wrought iron chairs and propped her feet into the other one. The sun was high and beamed down proudly, but its heat was chopped in half by the breeze. She inhaled deeply the fresh air. The air carried the fresh scent of the surrounding woods, Noah’s scent. She’d smelled that scent on Noah before and was sure when he came in from chopping all the wood they’d need, she’d smell it again. God. That man could make dirt smell like an expensive cologne. Amaris wanted that scent all over her body. She closed her eyes and tried to force her thoughts to more neutral ground. She didn’t want to have to take a third shower within a matter of minutes. She wanted to find something else to do instead of just sitting here listening to the swing of his axe as he drove it into one block of wood at a time. It was too much of a reminder of how capable he was. She’d seen the hard line of his chest, and the rippling of muscles in his shoulder and back. She’d stay here for a few more minutes, before going inside to work on her plan. It would take a few days before she was brave enough to execute it, but she didn’t want to leave one thing to chance. Hopefully, it would go her way.

In the meantime, it was getting closer and closer to lunch hour and her stomach was starting to growl. Amaris regretted having skipped breakfast, and she decided she’d cook for the two of them since, Noah prepared diner the night before. She’d seen a few things that could work for a great chicken pot pie. It wouldn’t take much time to put it together. Amaris returned to the kitchen and quickly put the meal together. Noah came inside just as she was pushing it into the oven.

“Got enough wood?” Amaris asked with a smirk.

Noah laughed.

“Stop being so provocative. It’ll get us by for a while. I’m going to get into the shower, yell if you need me,” said Noah as he walked from the room.

“What if I don’t want to stop?” Amaris yelled behind him.

“Then you better be sure of what you are asking for,” said Noah.

The slant of his eyes said it was a challenge and Amaris couldn’t think of one retort.

She watched his exit as she chewed her bottom lip. Through the denim of his jeans Amaris could tell that he had a tight toned ass. It was delicious to think about. Amaris was a little disappointed though. Noah always flirted, but she felt like it was intentional that he’d been keeping their interactions brief. Amaris wanted more time to enjoy him, but he seemed content to create distance between them. Her spirit dampened. She hoped that while she was musing over him, he wasn’t just being polite in all of his gestures. She wasn’t the tiny little girl she’d been when he’d left those years ago, and for the first time since they reconnected, she considered he might not find her attractive. That couldn’t be right. The way he’d looked at her, like he could peel her clothes off without touching her, said he found her desirable. In a few days, she would know one way or the other and she would move forward accordingly. Noah had to want her, she surmised. He just had too. There was no way she could feel the pull between them and he didn’t.

She’d just have to bring her A game with her plan. When she was done, Amaris didn’t want either of them to have doubts. Amaris pulled a book from the bookshelf as she waited for the pie to bake. She sat in one of the chairs in the living area and tucked her feet underneath her bottom to read it. She heard the moment that Noah turned on the shower. It was hard enough when he was bare chested outside chopping wood, and now he was completely nude inside the shower. Amaris bit her bottom lip until she tasted blood. She released her lip and was relieved to hear the timer chime. The pie was ready. Great, something besides Noah to think about. She went to the kitchen and turned the oven off. Normally she would have adorned a pot holder glove, but her thoughts were in the shower and examining Noah’s calendar worthy build. She could just picture him in one of the old fashioned glossy monthly calendars with smudges of dirt on his chest and holding the axe. Amaris felt her heart start to race in her chest. Without thinking, she reached into the oven and pulled the burning hot pot from the center rack. It only took seconds to come to her senses, but by then it was too late.

Amaris screamed out in pain. She dropped the pie to the ground and it splatter over the lower cabinets as she held her hand whimpering. Noah appeared out of nowhere. His body was still drenched in water, his eyes were slanted in a hard line.

“What’s wrong?” he barked at her.

Amaris couldn’t speak, she could only hold out her hand and his fear turned to concern as he realized what happened. Quickly, he was next to her holding her hand under the cool stream of faucet water.

“Don’t move from under this water. I’ll be right back,” he said.

Amaris only nodded the pain was too intense. Her hand throbbed, as blisters formed in an outline of the pot’s rim. She whimpered and tears streamed down her face as she waited for Noah to return. When he did, he picked her up and sat her on the counters edge. Noah positioned himself between her legs and took her hand in his. He applied a thick salve to her burns, and followed it with a tight wrap. The salve instantly started to cool her burns, easing some of the pain that Amaris was in. Amaris was still in shock.

Noah pulled her to his chest, and held her close. He rubbed her back until her whimpers quieted. Amaris placed her hands on his chest. She relished the comfort of his touch and the speed at which he’d dove into action when he’d heard her scream. She lay her face against his shoulder and took some deep breaths as she waited for the pain to become bearable. She couldn’t believe she’d been so foolish and burned herself so badly. It was a childish, teenager move to become so distracted by the cute boy that it caused bodily harm. Amaris wished there was another explanation for what happened, but it wasn’t. She’d been so distracted with thoughts of a nude Noah that she’d absentmindedly reached for the hot pot. She’d hoped to get Noah to see her as a woman, now she feared he saw her as more of a klutz. Amaris cringed at the thought.

Noah took her face in his hands. He wiped away her tears with his thumbs and stared deep into her eyes. Amaris was shocked at the concern she saw there. It was beyond a friend hoping you were well. It was something else. It was almost as though he were hurt by seeing her in pain. He tilted her head back and looked into her eyes.

“What happened?” Noah asked. His voice was a hot bath after a long day.

“I was just trying to cook some lunch. I wasn’t thinking and reached for the pot without a mitten. Clearly that was a bonehead move,” said Amaris with a smirk.

“Not your best moment,” said Noah with a smile.

Amaris giggled and Noah’s hand’s dropped to her shoulders.

“You’re okay. The salve is going to help it heal quicker, but it’s still going to hurt for a while. If you need something for the pain, I’ll see what I have in the medicine cabinets,” said Noah as his hands went to caress her neck.

“Ugh, okay. I think I’ll take you up on that. It still hurts like hell,” Amaris admitted.

She’d say almost anything to stay pressed against Noah this way.

Noah pushed her hair back behind her ears. He took her hands in his and kissed her palms. He lingered on the one he’d bandaged. Amaris was sure he could hear her heart thumping in her chest. When his lips touched her fingers with such gentleness a hot flash blanketed her body. It was only then that she noticed Noah was still very, very naked. Her shirt was damp from being pressed against his chest. However, the wetness there did nothing to rival what was happening in her panties. Amaris let her eyes drift lower, down the carved lines of his chest and into the deep v of his hips. A dark tuft of curly pubic hair was her entry to his impressive cock. Amaris gasped, even flaccid it was a pleasing length and thickness. Her breath rushed in like a whirlwind and her lungs still fought for oxygen.

Noah pulled her by her hips to perch on the edge of the counter. He slipped between her legs, closing the gap between them. She fought the urge to wrap her legs around his narrow waist and pull him closer still. Amaris was forced to stare at him in his eyes. She saw his want for her there and didn’t hide her want for him. Noah tilted her head up and planted a rough, hot kiss on her lips. He nipped at the corner of her mouth, and courted her tongue with the teasing dance of his own. He pushed up her shirt and ran his hand over her smooth belly. Amaris’ mind clouded with the feel of his fingers inching up her skin. Her nipples hardened in anticipation of his touch, Amaris arched into his fingers. A low growl came from Noah’s throat and he tore his mouth away.

“I’m going to get dressed. Don’t worry about the mess. I’ll clean it up when I’m done,” Noah said as he walked out of the room.

Amaris couldn’t hide her disappointment. Just seconds ago she knew they were headed to a more heated exchange. The way he touched her, and kissed her were clear signs that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She couldn’t believe that he could just walk away without looking back and she was having a hard time controlling her breathing. Her body was on fire. They’d been so close and she couldn’t understand why Noah was holding back. She didn’t trust her legs to hold her up. Her knees were still weak from the way he’d stared at her before claiming her mouth. In that moment, she saw his wolf pressing behind his eyes. She saw his need, bold as sunlight beaming back at her. Amaris knew she could be what he wanted, she just had to convince him to let her.

 

 

Chapter 5

Noah’s cock was painfully stiff as he held it in his hand. He had to relieve some of the pressure or he would turn around and go back into the kitchen to fuck Amaris right there on the counter. He planted his feet and reminded himself of all the reasons that was a bad idea. None of the reasons he came up with sounded like strong arguments to him, but they were all he had. Noah cursed out loud. Amaris’ presence in his home couldn’t have come at a worse time. The more time he spent with her, the more he wanted to keep her forever. When he’d heard her scream, he’d only just stepped out of the shower. A million worst case scenario’s raced in his head as he bolted to get to her side. He didn’t know what to expect when he got to her, but he was prepared to do whatever it took to make sure she was okay. Seeing the pie on the floor and her holding her blistering hand, was the lesser evil. The salve he’d used had been one his grandmother taught him as a child. It worked on any scraps, no matter how bad. Noah was just happy he’d though to mix up a batch the last time he’d been home. Some of the ingredients were hard to come by and he didn’t like leaving things like this to chance. Luckily, the mixture had a shelf life of twelve months and he didn’t have to tend to it or worry about it going bad before he got to it.

He’d just wanted her to be okay. The tears in her eyes and the pain she was in prompted him to act. He hated seeing her cry and wanted to make sure she knew she was in good hands. He’d pulled her into his arms out of a need to soothe her, at least that’s what he told himself. It had been to his detriment. He hadn’t intended to kiss her, but the minute their eyes met he’d been drawn in. He wanted her, and he was failing miserably at keeping it to himself. Noah considered that some part of him knew the risk he was taking charging out to save her naked. He rationed his subconscious was trying to make it clear that he wasn’t the only one battling desires. Amaris responded to him almost instantly. Her mouth opened to his kisses and his wolf wanted more. He’d had to tear his mouth away to break their kiss.

Noah gripped his thick shaft. He stroked up and down, in a slow rhythmic fashion as he aimed to relieve himself. The thick pink tool with bulging veins piping from the tip to the shaft filled his large hand. Noah couldn’t remember the last time he’d jerked off. When he didn’t have a partner he preferred celibacy. This time, he’d have to relieve himself or make a fool of himself while trying to keep his feelings for Amaris at bay. He rubbed his palm over his nerve riddled tip and groaned at the sensations growing in him. It was her mouth that caught him off guard. It was the way her lips felt against his and how her mouth tasted fresh and sweet. It was supposed to be a light kiss, just something to let her know he’d caught her staring and didn’t mind. It turned into something much more. For years he’d thought of what it would be like to kiss her. When things were really rough, he’d remembered her face under the moonlight. The time spent apart from her melted away as their mouths touched. She’d just tasted so sweet that he didn’t want to tear his mouth away from hers. Then when she made that sound, his wolf took over.

Noah’s growl was rumbling thunder, a prelude to the storm inside of him. His hand worked vigorously to bring him over the edge, but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t Amaris and her sumptuous flesh. It wasn’t her pink lips or her large, round breasts driving him to please her. It wasn’t her scent filling his nose with lust and a need to brand her with his mark. His frustration mounted. His wolf yelped inside of him, paced back and forth in desperation for his response. Noah wasn’t thinking rationally. He could lose his job and everything he worked for if he let himself do what he wanted most. It had never been hard for him to maintain his control before, not even when he was the bodyguard for famed model Ana Dockvich. She’d come on to him one night wearing nothing but a thin robe and begging him to fuck her. He’d refused, citing his professionalism as the reason he’d kept his distance. In truth, she’d never appealed to him. He liked women the way he liked his steak, thick and rare.

Noah released his cock when it became clear he wouldn’t be able to bring himself to climax. There was only one person who could, and the idea that she was so close and still out of reach was driving him mad. This was useless. Until he was wrapped in Amaris’ legs, he wouldn’t be able to climax. He went back to the shower and stood under an only cold water spray until his cock softened. Too bad there was nothing he could do to cool down his thoughts. Noah got dressed and returned to the kitchen to clean up the mess the pie made when it fell. The kitchen was spotless. It was if there hadn’t been a mess there at all. He walked back through the hall to Amaris’ room and knocked on the door. He’d told Amaris he’d clean it and wondered why she’d go against him. Amaris came to the door. Her skin was flushed, and her lips were swollen from their forceful kissing. Noah took a step back to keep from claiming her mouth again. Amaris’ eyes dimmed when she saw him.

“I came to check on you,” said Noah.

“I’m okay. I cleaned up the kitchen so you don’t have to worry about that,” said Amaris.

“What did you want to eat? I’ll fix it for you,” said Noah.

“No, thank you Noah. You go ahead. I made a quick salad. I’m okay,” said Amaris.

Noah could tell there was something else going on. He could see it in her eyes. She was upset with him for pulling away when he did.

“Amaris, spill it. What’s wrong? We’re going to be here a long time and I don’t want us tiptoeing around each other,” said Noah.

“Nothing is wrong. I’m just used to taking care of myself and up until this psycho had me in his sights. I was doing that very well. I’ll be okay. If I get hungry, I’ll fix something else. Otherwise, trust me when I say I’m fine,” said Amaris.

They were at a stalemate. Noah thought to push but, he knew she would refused to budge. Over the years, Noah had gotten accustomed to a certain amount of authority. He was used to straight answers from those in his charge. This small slight of Amaris refusing to let him in was enough to grind his teeth. He’d known enough posturing to see that Amaris was asserting herself not because she didn’t want him to take care of her, but because she didn’t want him to notice her needs. It would make things easier if he didn’t, but he couldn’t do anything about his ability to see through her raised chin and curt tone.

She wouldn’t look at him. Instead, she looked passed him and Noah was annoyed. He could see the wall she was building between them. The subtle way she closed her body off to him by hiding behind the door. It was a cool hearted acknowledgement that she was hurt by him pulling away. That wasn’t his intention. After having tasted her sweet mouth and felt her soft skin, he wanted her now more than ever. He knew the sentiment was lost to Amaris and wasn’t sure how to relay it so that she would be comfortable, but he didn’t want her to think he was rejecting her. Amaris had always been his perfect match, he’d known that for years, but that small fact only heighten his responsibility to her.

She deserved a protector, not someone who could put her life in danger by becoming entangled. Maybe their time together had come and gone. Their first and only date had been right before her parents died, the night he should have kissed her on their doorstep. By the time he made it back, she was gone. All these years he’d wondered about her, wanted to know that she was okay. Now that she was here, and running for her life, he couldn’t let his selfish needs stand in the way of her safety. Even though his position meant it would likely be months before they could ever fall into each other’s bed. Noah’s wolf didn’t like the sound of that. He pawed the ground and growled as Noah tried to explain duty and responsibility. All his wolf could see, could feel was need. Amaris went to close the door and Noah stopped it by placing his hand against the frame.

“Amaris, you have to understand how much danger you are in. If I lose sight of that for even just a minute it could cost both of our lives,” said Noah.

He didn’t know why he’d stopped her. He just needed her to understand his perspective.

“I know Noah. You’re just doing your job. I promise I get that,” said Amaris. “I um, I’m going to sit on the patio for a while, probably read something. So, I’ll be out of your way. I’ll let you know if anything rattles me again. Oh and thanks for the salve. I can barely feel the pain now,”

Amaris closed the door and Noah stood there for a long time debating whether or not he should just open it again. The sadness in her voice was enough to wring him dry. It was there in the dip of her words that she felt he was hiding behind his work as a means to say he didn’t want her. Amaris couldn’t be further from the truth. Noah pounded his flat palm against the door and headed toward the kitchen. He would eat, and then he would go out to check the perimeter. He needed to get out of this house, let his wolf run free for a while and spend some energy. He wouldn’t stray so far that he wouldn’t notice the changes in the air should someone uninvited arrive. The plan had been to take Amaris out so she could get a feel or the land, but now was probably a bad time. Noah couldn’t wait. He had to get out of the house for a while or else.

 

 

Chapter 6

The last few days had been tortuously hard. Amaris had gone out of her way to avoid Noah. They were never in a room together for more than a few minutes at a time and even then she kept her distance. Conversations were short and limited to mostly small talk. Since that day in the kitchen, Amaris was struck with one simple fact. Unless Noah was ready to want her now, he would never want her. She’d pushed the sexy red lace to the back of the drawer and put her plan on hold. Amaris wasn’t completely convinced that Noah wasn’t interested, but she wouldn’t throw herself at his feet hoping he took the bait. So, she kept space between them as awful as it was. Amaris wasn’t excited about the deviation from her plans. She’d wanted nothing but for him to pull her back into his arms since he’d released her and left her sitting on that counter. A series of emotions passed through her body as she’d sat there. First, there was shock that he could kiss her so passionately and then simply walk away. She could still feel his lips pressed against hers and feel his palms against her skin. The heat from his body sometimes crept upon her at night and she would toss and turn for hours before drifting off into a fitful sleep.

Amaris knew she couldn’t keep this up, but she wasn’t ready to throw in the towel. She wanted him in as much heat for her as she was in for him. She wanted him to drop his restraint and reach for her without reservation. His nobility was wonderful for his job, but it was hell for her libido. She needed Noah to break. It wasn’t a choice for her and Amaris couldn’t understand why it was a choice for him.

Amaris threw the covers back off of her naked body. The dark of night was unbroken by moonlight, but the chill of fall slipped passed the drapes to fill the room. She stepped into her slippers and picked up her robe from the foot of her bed. She pulled it on just as she was reaching for the door of her bedroom. Maybe a drink of wine would calm her enough to get to sleep. Amaris walked blindly through the darkness of the house. She’d grown so acquainted with the flow of the space that she didn’t need light to guide her through the night. The house had been a Godsend. Since being here, she’d been able to rest peacefully and wait with little anxiety for the day of trial. There were still days that anxiety about what was happening filled her head, but it hadn’t claimed her the way it did before. Noah would protect her, she knew he would. He wouldn’t rest until she was safe and eternally out of harm’s way.

Amaris settled on a sweet red and curled up in the big chair in front of the fire place. In the days since being here, the slouchy oversized chair had become her favorite. It was definitely meant for someone more Noah’s size than her, which made it great for napping and curling up with a good book. A few orange embers still burned in the fireplace, but was slowly dying out. Amaris dropped a piece of wood on the embers. The fire began to build again, just enough for her restless sitting at this late hour. She knew without further investigation that Noah was out wandering the property. It was his nightly routine, to lock up the house with her inside and wonder until he was satisfied that they were still undetected. She’d hear him come in during the early am hours and the scent of fresh earth would still be lingering in the hallway when she crawled out of bed. She could recognize that scent as his even in a room of a thousand men covered in expensive cologne. It was ingrained in his skin and Amaris loved it. It was sexy, and strong. Everything about it spoke of who Noah was and Amaris couldn’t stop herself from feeling there was even more to know about him.

Amaris moved from her seat. She took her wine and collected the throw from the back of the sofa. She sat in a huddled pile in front of the fire with her wine in her hand and the throw draped over her shoulders. On a night like this, it would be great to be sitting here with Noah. She didn’t need him to say anything, she just wanted him here. She wanted the comfort of his presence beside her as they watched the fire die together. Although she’d deliberately limited their interaction, she was growing more and more attached to having Noah in her life again. She’d actually come to expect his heavy steps creeping into the house late at night after his runs. It was only then, when she knew he was safely inside that she’d settle enough to drift to sleep.

There was something Amaris didn’t want to admit to herself. She didn’t think it would take this long for Noah to come for her again. It had been almost two weeks since their kiss. Now that it had, she had to wonder if she were projecting her feelings for him. What she was reading as his desire for her could actually be a fun house mirror reflection of her desire for him. Noah was a man who got things done. It was possible he realized she was feeling vulnerable and acted on her attraction to him. When he’d come to her aid, it had been because he thought she was in danger. Otherwise, she may not have seen him naked at all. Her robe peered open and her nipples hardened in the open air. Amaris didn’t even notice. She was too lost in her thoughts. She just didn’t know how she could be so wrong about him.

Amaris didn’t even hear the door creak open behind her or the solid footsteps coming to stand within reaching distance.

“What’s wrong?” asked Noah.

Amaris almost jumped out of her skin. She tipped her wine over as she scramble to close her robe and collect herself. She cursed as she sought something to clean up her mess. Her mind was racing. Noah scared her shitless when his voice broke into her thoughts. It worried Amaris that she didn’t hear him come in. she had to be more alert than that. What if it hadn’t been Noah? Anyone entering with ill intent could have gotten the best of her before she had the chance to respond.

“Nothing,” she mumbled as she mopped the wine up with a throw. “I just…couldn’t sleep.”

Her cheeks were flushed as she spoke. She felt winded from having reacted so quickly, but mostly it was because of that smell. Earth and masculinity. Wet dirt and masculinity. Noah. She was on all fours, using the throw to clean the last of the wine up. She’d rinse it out in the sink and toss it directly in the wash to make sure it didn’t stain, but right now it was her best choice. She extended her arms further to clean the tiny stream of red liquid that threaten to run down the wood floor. Amaris didn’t know how she missed him coming into the house. Especially when something as silent as the sharp inhale he took as her back arched to lengthen her reach, wasn’t lost to her. She closed her eyes and snapped her mouth shut. Her body grew warm all over. Her core started to moisten and all Amaris could think was that she needed to finish cleaning her mess so that she could get out of here. He wasn’t going to reach for her and she wasn’t going to sit her while he stared down at her pinning for him.

Amaris cleared all she could see, picked up her wine glass, and rose from the floor.

“I’m just going to rinse this out, and get back to bed,” said Amaris as she attempted to step around Noah. She had to get out of there. Her body pulsed with adrenaline and desire. She needed to get back into the quiet safety of her room in order to keep her vow to not force herself on him.

She turned to her side to squeeze between him and the sofa, but before she could clear the space his arm wrapped around her waist. Amaris gasped. She looked him in the eyes for the first time in several days and struggled to breathe. There was dirt smudged on his jaw, a sexy five o’clock shadow of dark brown hair was coming in and his mouth was set in a stiff line. His eyes, dark and brooding searched her face for something. The gold ring around his iris seemed to be set ablaze. His hand was beneath her robe, against the bare skin of her hip bone and his lips were only inches away.

“Stop avoiding me,” he demanded.

Amaris shivered. His hands were cold, but her body was on fire. The tone in his voice was one of both authority and molten lava. He expected her to relent, but Amaris would hold her resolve. She wouldn’t let him turn her gears, only to leave her spinning again. Amaris blinked away her heated thoughts. She kept her voice even when she answered.

“I’m not. I just wanted to give you the space you needed to do your job,” said Amaris. She tried to walk from his embrace, but he held her steady.

“You’re lying. You’re punishing me and I have never been a man who accepted that,” said Noah, “Stop it.” He didn’t blink and his grip on her hip tightened.

Amaris could feel her temperature surging. She’d hoped that she was getting to him on some level, but to hear him say it was because he didn’t like to be punished, frustrated her. Her attraction to him was thick enough to slice with a knife and he was angry at her for not spending every minute in his presence. She was taken by his audacity. Obviously, he didn’t know how much of her had changed after her parents died. She wasn’t that naïve insecure girl who was eager to please any more. Amaris was a woman who knew well what she wanted and expected the same from her partners.

“Noah, you’ve made it clear that your job comes with restrictions. I’ve chosen to respect that. If that is a punishment for you, then that is your problem. Now, let me go,” said Amaris firmly.

She pulled away and his hand slipped from her hip. She didn’t want him to feel her trembling from his touch. She didn’t want him to know how wet his nearness was making her, how he stirred an ache in her that only he could heal. It was too heavy a revelation for someone meant to ignore their attraction.

“Or what?” asked Noah.

“What?” asked Amaris.

“What if I refuse to let you go?” he asked as he turned her to face him. He reached into her robe and his fingers splayed over her hip once more. Cool air rushed in as Noah widened the gap in her robe.

“Noah, you were the one who made the rules. I’m just trying to follow them,” said Amaris.

“Don’t toy with me Ris,” said Noah. His expression softened.

Amaris’ bravado faltered as he called her by the only nickname she’d ever had, the one he’d given her.

“You know why I’m doing this. You know why we can’t. Don’t make this harder by shutting me out,” said Noah.

“You want me to pretend that I don’t still want you and I can’t. So, I’m doing the next best thing,” Amaris freed herself from his grip and turned to walk away.

She only made it three steps away before Noah pulled her back into his arms. His chest pressed against her back and his pelvis pushed against her buttocks. His stiff cock burned a thick line against her back. His hands were above the robe and over her breast. Her stiff nipples rolled like sweet taffy, molded by his fingers. She had no time to fight her urges. She moaned at his teasing caress and leaned her head back against his shoulder. Noah pressed his mouth against her ear. His arms snaked around her waist and one hand slipped into her robe.

When Noah’s hand traveled up her stomach and to Amaris’ full breasts, she knew this was a losing battle. He rolled her hard nipples between his thumb and index finger. With no fabric to protect her from his searing touch, Amaris could only whimper as Noah stoked the fire in her. His mouth covered the meeting of her throat and shoulder and Amaris reached to push her fingers through his messy hair. His mouth went back to her ear, as he forced her hips back to greet his growing bulge.

“Tell me Amaris. Does any of this feel like I don’t want you?” Noah asked, but it wasn’t a question.

Amaris closed her eyes as his mouth went back to her throat. He released the sash on her robe and it fluttered open. Noah’s hands were everywhere at once on her body and Amaris tried in vain to breathe. It was no use, everywhere Noah touched was scalded with the print of his hand. What was he doing to her? Amaris was convinced Noah didn’t intend to take things all the way and she couldn’t bear more of his touch without a guaranteed release.

“Noah, please. Don’t tease me. Don’t touch me like this, when you know what I want,” said Amaris out of desperation. She couldn’t take any more of his hot mouth against her skin or his large hands cupping her breast and tweaking her hard nipples. She grew wetter with every flicker of his tongue against her pulse. She groaned as his callused hands traveled her body in calculated teasing.

When he cupped her mound, Amaris thought she might faint as he grazed over her clit. Noah’s fingers spread the slick lips of her body and found her clit, throbbing and sensitive to his touch. He held her clit between his fingers and rubbed her there. Amaris leaned against Noah’s rock solid build for support. Her lips quivered, her tongue pushed against the rough of her mouth. She turned her mouth toward his and he kissed her over her shoulder. When their mouths touched, what little resistance Amaris still held was dissolved. Noah kissed her with the insistence of a man starved for intimacy. Noah kissed her like she was already his. His fingers were long, and thick. Amaris had never known such sweet torture. She groaned as their kiss deepened.

Their kiss finally broke and Amaris felt drugged with passion. His tongue, explored her mouth and hers did the same to his. He held her tightly against his body. Amaris rocked her hips back and forward against his hand. Her building climax teased just below the surface. She wanted to get there more than she wanted anything. Amaris clung to Noah’s rippling biceps as his hand worked feverishly against her clit. She cried out into the night as Noah slipped two fingers inside of her dripping wet entry. The meeting of her thighs were covered in the slippery nectar of her body. She was going to lose it. She was going to break into a billion pieces and fall right here at Noah’s feet. She couldn’t hold back much longer. Noah growled in her ears and Amaris quaked in his arms at the sound.

“You’re so fucking tight and you smell so damn sweet,” said Noah through gritted teeth.

Amaris had never heard his voice this gruff nor had she ever heard him curse. Both were enormously sexy in their current state. As his fingers pushed deeper inside of her, she felt her body growing weaker. All of her energy was being diverted to one cause. She had to come. She needed to orgasm for him right now.

“Oh Noah, I’m so close,” she said between sharp breaths.

Her cries grew more intent. She mumbled his name until her words became incoherent. Her body was under his skillful persuasion and all she wanted to do was erupt. As she gave into her needs, she felt her inner muscles contracting around his fingers. The tightening sparked a reaction from him. He clenched her body closer, and rubbed her faster and harder. The more she mumbled and muttered, the more he attended to her body. Amaris’ release was a storm cloud of epic proportions. It was only his strength holding her up and her orgasm wouldn’t be contained. She spilled over his fingers and a stream of sweet honey traveled down her legs and dripped to the floor. The harder she came, the more he rubbed. Her climax was his mission and he always completed his missions. Noah didn’t let up until Amaris pushed his hands away still writhing from the waves of her orgasm.

She nearly stumbled to the floor. Noah caught her just as her legs threatened to give out. He spun her in his arms to face him. His dark eyes looked black as night except for the gold rim that shone brightly. Amaris didn’t know what the look meant, but if her climax was any indication, the look meant she would never be the same. She couldn’t speak. Amaris only stared at Noah as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked her honey from them.

 

 

Chapter 7

Noah had enough. He’d fought his instincts to mate with her all of his life and he was done fighting. When he’d come home exhausted from his run and saw her sitting in front of the fire, he knew that he didn’t want to spend another night without her next to him. Her hair was mussed from tossing in bed. Her robe was half open and her skin glowed under the orange and golden fire light. It was too much to resist, even for him. He hadn’t intended to startle her when he’d walked into the room, but he didn’t have the heart to apologize. The unintentional scare worked to his advantage when she knocked over her wine. She rushed to clean it and simultaneously altered the course of his night.

She’d been in the perfect position crouched on the floor with her tight ass propped up in the air and his wolf went crazy to mount her right there. He had been stubborn and refused his wolf that pleasure, but with great regret. He should have let his beast have what he’d patiently desired. His choice was to be the gentleman, until she stood, and her robe opened. Her silken flesh beckoned for his touch. Noah was done fighting his desire for her and he would prove it now.

Noah savored the taste of her from his fingers and knew he had to have more. She was sweet and salty at the same time, and the more he licked from his hands the more his wolf growled for her. Once he’d laid Amaris on the sofa, he pulled his shirt over his head, and tossed it to the floor. Next went his shoes, his jeans, and briefs. He stood before her and Amaris’ eyes traveled over his body. She stopped at his massive cock and her eyes slanted in desire. Noah knew his tool was impressive, but the admiration in her eyes made it swell even larger. A smile plucked at the corners of his mouth as she licked her lips. Noah was glad she enjoyed looking at him as much as he enjoyed looking at her. He knew he would enjoy the feel of her even more. Noah stepped closer and she reached for him, taking his cock into her hands.

He was already starting to drip pre-cum by the time her fingers made contact. Amaris used the drips as lube stroked his cock slowly with her hand. Her soft fingers tried to wrap completely around him, but couldn’t. The parts that did make contact sent electricity through his veins. Noah groaned. He inhaled her scent and his cock grew harder in her hand. Tonight, he would forget that he was only supposed to protect her. She’d been more than a job for him since day one and he deserved to have her loving. Amaris deserved to have his as well.

Without warning, Amaris took his cock into her mouth and Noah clenched his hand into two large fist. Her mouth was hot, and wet. His cock slipped between her lips with ease as she covered him in saliva. Amaris closed her eyes as she sucked him deep into her mouth, but Noah couldn’t take his eyes away. Her lips wrapped around him was entrancing and the way she pulled him in deeper made him dangerously limitless. Noah growled as she planted one hand on his chest with her fingers splayed over his washboard abs. With the other hand, Amaris stroked him as she sucked, slowly at first. Her fingers, unable to completely wrap around his girth, worked in a clockwise motion covering every inch one way or another. She stared up at him with those green eyes he loved and he knew she wouldn’t hold anything back. Noah wouldn’t stop her. He wanted to see what Amaris would be like with no limits. She didn’t disappoint.

Amaris claimed his cock as though she’d known it all their lives. She licked and sucked him without inhibition. Her tongue flickered stiffly against the head of his cock before she would force it back between her lips to graze the roof of her mouth. Noah groaned, he clenched his jaw tight as he watched her work. Her eyes were glazed as she sought to please him and he was glued in place. Amaris wasn’t an amateur, lucky for him. Even luckier was how much she seemed to be enjoying having his cock in her mouth. It only heightened his enjoyment as well. She wasn’t timid, she wasn’t withdrawn within herself or only doing it because he’d want her too. Instead, Amaris was sucking his dick because she wanted it and that was sexy as hell.

Amaris pulled away from his cock. She took his balls into her mouth and started to suck as she continued to pump his cock up and down with her hand. Noah grit his teeth together as she sucked one then the other. Her hot mouth felt so good sucking him in that he hated himself for holding back so long. She took both his balls into her mouth and split them with her tongue. Amaris moaned as she released them from her mouth and returned her attention to his shaft. She trailed her tongue up the vein of his shaft and back to his sensitive tip. There she flickered her tongue rapidly before covering his tip again completely. Saliva dripped from his cock as her sloppy sucking drove him to growl loudly, he was ridiculously close to coming and didn’t want to just yet. Amaris didn’t seem to notice his dilemma. She continued repeatedly sucking and then licking. Sucking and then licking until he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth and held her there by her pretty blonde hair.

Noah groaned as she opened her throat to receive all of his massive cock. The harder he pushed into her mouth, the deeper her throat seemed to get. She moaned and he could feel the vibrations against the tip of his dick. Her hands were on his hips, and his fingers were in her hair as he started to stroke her tongue with his smooth, hard cock. In and out, he pushed his cock into her hot mouth. He brought the tip to her lips momentarily giving her free reign to suck it how she pleased before pushing his cock back to her throat yet again. Amaris moaned as much as she could between gasping breaths. Her nails raked over his abs and her eyes fluttered open to stare up at him. Noah’s body filled with tension and desire.

He continued to fuck her mouth, first gently and then with more force than he intended. Amaris opened her mouth wider and took all of him. Her lips stretched around him, in a sexy pink ring. Amaris gagged at his rapid speed, but continued to suck as he pushed deeper into her mouth. Noah groaned as he stared down at his cock going in and out of her pretty mouth. He liked the way her lips formed a perfect circle around him and rubbed his thick shaft with each thrust. Amaris was just as involved. Her hands went from her breast and swollen, hard nipples, to her glistening pussy. He watched as she rubbed her clit while she sucked him. The more she touched herself, the more the scent of her arousal filled the air. Noah inhaled her, and his mouth watered for what was there. He’d needed her in his mouth since walking into that conference room weeks ago. Now he’d gorge himself on her sweet pussy without regard to consequences. Noah abruptly pulled from her mouth, lifted her from the sofa and wrapped her legs over his shoulders.

“I wasn’t done. I wasn’t finished,” protested Amaris. Her swollen lips dripped saliva down her chest.

“Don’t worry. That won’t be your last time,” Noah assured her. His gruff voice was muffled by her thighs enclosing around his face as he brought her closer.

His mouth over her clit silenced any response. Noah felt the moment Amaris realized his tongue would not fail her. The sound of her gasping for breath as he covered her clit almost made him smile, but his lips were busy. Noah lapped at her hungrily. His wolf growled inside of him as he filled them both with the sweet promise of her body. Amaris called out his name as his tongue parted her soft flesh and pulled the honey from her. It wasn’t hers to hoard anymore, it was his and he was hungry. He was greedy for her and he wouldn’t stop until his belly was full of her nectar. He held her by her plump ass and covered his mouth and chin with her sweet pussy. He wanted the smell of her body permanently burned into him. He wanted her taste to be the only sweetness he ever craved. Noah knew he would do whatever it took to keep her.

His tongue worked furiously as he licked the soft lining of her pussy. Amaris shifted as she tried to pull away and give herself some reprieve from his mouth. She couldn’t hold still against the onslaught of his tongue and lips as they licked her tight opening and sucked her clit. Good. That was exactly what he wanted her to feel, a helplessness to the pleasure her body was experiencing with him. It was an experience that only he could give her and he planned to give it to her for the rest of their lives. Noah pulled Amaris’ tender clit into his mouth once more. This time he used his teeth to tease the pulsing bud and had he not been holding her so tightly she would have leaped from her arms.

“Oh… Noah… I can’t take it…” she screamed, her eyes were squeezed shut.

Her head was tilted back to the ceiling. There was a strained cry in her voice as she spoke his name over and over. Finally, she stopped holding back and gave into what she most wanted. When she pushed her hips forward, giving him a deeper taste of her body, it was Noah’s turn to close his eyes. He clamped his lips around her clit and sucked harder. The tender nub was a sweet lollipop in his mouth. Noah flickered his tongue against it. She bucked in his arms as his tongue brushed hard and swift. Noah was drunk with power as his tongue teased her hot clit. He loved the way her body writhed in his arms. When his eyes opened, Amaris was staring down at him as if she were trying to determine if he were real. Her labored breath caused her tits to bounce and her nipples danced in the air. How could she ever believe that he didn’t want this lush body in every way possible? He would never understand. He would never ask either, because he planned to wipe that thought from her mind.

Noah felt her body tense. He heard the haggard breaths she struggled to inhale and felt her thighs tightening around his face. All signs that her body was close to climax. He increased his tempo, driving her body to forget all logic, and instead fulfil its primal desires.

“Put me down… put me down I’m going to come,” said Amaris as she yelled out.

She had no idea Noah had no intentions of releasing her. He’d waited too long….too long for her and he wouldn’t short himself the flood of her body. Amaris tried to push away, but his tongue could reach and when she came in a burst of thunder and lightning he caught every drop of her rain.

Amaris yelled out his name. She tossed her head back as he held her to his mouth. Noah growled as he lapped at her dripping pussy. She was so sweet. So sweet that he’d replace every candy with her taste. Noah filled his mouth with her, and still wanted more. He considered licking her to another climax, but it would have to wait. His cock throbbed painfully and he was egregiously close to climaxing already. He needed what he’d been denying himself. He had to enter her now.

Noah walked to the door. He lowered Amaris from his face and pinned her against the heavy oak frame. She was still gasping for breath as he took his cock to guide it into her entry. Her face was wet with tear streams, and her eyes wouldn’t focus giving her the look of a woman intoxicated. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, but it was him holding her up that kept her steady. Noah was so close to her wet pussy and could feel the heat jumping between them. He hadn’t entered her yet and she already looked gloriously spent.

“Did I hurt you?” Noah asked. He didn’t want to stop, but he couldn’t go on if she wasn’t okay.

Amaris shook her head no. He kissed her tenderly while using one hand to guide his cock into her body. As he pressed against her wet opening, she tensed against him. His eyes sought hers. There was an ounce of fear there. He’d seen it before when she saw him at full mast and now it had returned. Noah knew he was larger than most men, he was larger than most wolves. He would take his time, give her body time to adjust, but he didn’t doubt that she could take him. Besides, once he’d filled her up no one could take his place.

Slowly, he pushed inside of her. Amaris moaned as her tightness stretched to accommodate his impressive size. Noah bit down on her shoulder and she cried out. Her nails dug into his back and shoulders as she took more of him. Noah still wasn’t completely inside and Amaris was starting to tense. She inched up the heavy door, pulling off of him slightly.

“Ugh…Noah…I …. You’re so big,” mumbled Amaris.

The fear in her voice was evident. She clung to him, but Noah knew she was afraid of going further.

“Do you want me to stop?” asked Noah.

“No,” responded Amaris.

She hadn’t flinched when he’d asked so Noah knew she only needed reassurance that she could actually take him. He knew that she would open for him. He just needed to let her know she could.

“You’re gonna make that pussy stretch for me?” he asked, his mouth against hers. His voice was a gruff command that he knew would fire her up.

Amaris nodded her head. In her eyes, the fear was replaced with determination. She wanted to take him, and he wanted her to have all of him. Noah kissed her mouth roughly and she moaned against his lips. He continued to push inside of her. Inch by inch he entered her tight space her moans grew louder.

“You feel so good baby. I just want to be completely inside of you,” he said as he pushed deeper filling her to the hilt.

Amaris cried out. She moaned his name and drew blood from his back as she scratched at him. Once inside, Noah held perfectly still. She was starting to contract around him already. Her orgasm was close and they had only just begun. He hadn’t stroked her once, but she was already anxious to explode for him. He didn’t want to lose it in her hot tunnel just yet, but he wanted her to feel the euphoria of her body connected to his.

Noah started to stroke her, deliberately slow, giving her time to adjust to his length and size. Amaris tightened her hold around him, she locked her legs at her ankles and pulled him deeper… Noah pushed deeper, she whimpered, but didn’t pull away. She bit her bottom lip and sucked it into her mouth. Her tight sheath was the perfect it around Noah’s massive cock. With every thrust inside of her, she knew they’d never be able to go back. He didn’t want to. As her deep tunnel took him in, Noah’s need for her grew. Harder he pushed inside of her and she cried his name. Faster into her clenching, soaked pussy. Amaris met each thrust. Now she was ready for more. She wasn’t afraid to have him thick and long pushing deep inside of her. She pulled at him with her inner muscles and Noah groaned. He loved the way she gave it to him.

Noah pounded inside of her. The door banged in its frame as their bodies clashed in the sweet sounds of clapping flesh and passionate moans. He kissed her mouth. He sucked her neck. He fed on her full breast and Amaris thrashed in pleasure. She chanted his name over and over and over. Noah whispered her name against her lips. His body was ravaged by his need for her, currents crawled up his body as he continued to bring them both infinite pleasure. The deeper she allowed him, the deeper he wanted to go. She fit perfectly. With every stroke, she pulled him inside of her. Her inner muscles clenched around his rock hard cock and sucked him with every thrust. Her soft body melted into his, molded to his stone build. Noah fought delirium, but was losing the battle to the mind altering feel of Amaris wrapped around him.

It was the way she sounded saying his name, and how tight she was coupled with how her body felt against his. All of it cast a deep spell over him that no other woman would ever be able to break. Noah wouldn’t be able to hold his climax any longer. Amaris pushed her hips forward and he dove into her one last time before the bough broke in him. He could feel his come rushing forward and pulled out just in time to spill on her smooth belly. He growled and pounded his fist against the door. Amaris held on to him, and through blurred vision he was able to get them to the sofa. Noah fell against it with Amaris held firmly against him. He promised himself, she’d never sleep anywhere else.

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Noah awoke to the sound of a ringing phone. Disoriented, it took him a while to determine where the sound was coming from. He pulled his jeans to him with his foot, and fished it out of his pocket with his eyes still closed. Hurriedly he answered in a gruff low voice, hoping not to wake a sleeping Amaris. She was still curled up in his arms.

“Hello?” Noah said groggily.

“Wake up Agent Constance. We have a problem,” said the voice on the other end.

The sound of his director’s voice pulled Noah from his revelry. His eyes snapped open. He sat up fully awake, and jarred Amaris in doing so. He mouth an apology before heading toward the kitchen.

“What’s going on?” asked Noah.

“There’s a leak. We don’t have any hard details yet, but we’re pretty sure it’s someone on the case feeding Jinx information,” said Cohen.

A series of emotions rushed through him, the heaviest of which was rage. If there was one thing he hated, it was a traitor.

“What do you know so far?” asked Noah. With a leak involved, there was no telling what information Jinx had access too.

“We’re still exploring the intel. Turns out, Jinx is real spiffed about Ms. Scott being moved. He was mumbling his complaint to his roommate. When asked what he was going to do about it, he said he wasn’t worried. He got someone doing the job for him. Hinted at them being FBI. I need your ears and eyes open on this one. As of this moment, all Intel I have is need to know. If you see anything suspicious, just let me know,” said Cohen.

“Got it. Keep me updated on what is going on,” said Noah before ending the call.

He popped open a bottle of apple juice and took a long gulp. He had some suspicions s to who the leak was, but with no proof he’d keep his suspicions to himself. The prospect of a leak meant he’d have to work even more diligently to keep Amaris safe. He looked in the direction of the sofa were he’d left her. Amaris sat up on her hip. She held herself up with one arm while wiping her face with her other hand. She couldn’t have been more beautiful. Her lips were still swollen from their extensive play. Her soft body curved and dipped in all the places that Noah liked and his cock started to stiffen again.

“What’s wrong?” asked Amaris.

“Nothing sweetheart. I’ll take care of it,” said Noah.

“Who was that calling?” she asked.

“Just Cohen’s. Checking in,” he said. “It’s nothing to worry about.”

Her voice was barely above a whisper. It was clear that she was still very sleepy, and Noah didn’t want to worry her. He went back to the sofa, laid back down and pulled her body back atop his. Amaris settled against his chest and it wasn’t long before he heard the soft breath of her falling back asleep. She moaned softly as she drifted. Noah held her close. He pressed his chin to the top of her head as he thought of what was to come. Noah had never worked a case where there had been an internal leak, and he knew that criminals would sometimes lie in jail to promote their status. He’d met Jinx once and that didn’t seem like his style. It frustrated him having to consider these things on the tail end of his night with Amaris. He didn’t want to be reminded of the dangerous risk he’d taken by blurring his private and professional lives. Noah had a hard time regretting it, but knew he’d have to set new boundaries.

Noah was inclined to believe that Jinx wasn’t bluffing. He looked down at a sleeping Amaris and rage grew in him for anyone who would come after her. He’d been serious about his work before the night they shared together. Now, he’d be damned if anyone was to get near her. Eventually, he would have to tell Amaris that the tides were turning, but not before he knew more. His director was a good guy and would do everything he could to sniff out the leak, but Noah had a stronger nose for these types of things. If his suspicion proved to be right, there would be hell to pay. His wolf howled inside of him, eyes glowing golden. Noah would take out anyone in his path in order to keep Amaris safe, at whatever the cost.

 

 

Chapter 8

Amaris woke a few hours later on the sofa alone. There was a blanket tossed over her and a fire burning brightly. She could hear the sizzle of something cooking in the kitchen. Whatever it was it smelled good and her stomach immediately started to growl. After such an exquisite night of lovemaking she was famished.

A delicious smile pulled at her lips as she thought of how Noah had taken her to extremes she’d never been to before. Amaris came harder with Noah than she had with any lover before him. Noah had known just when to challenge her further and when to treat her gently. It was a tricky balance, but he pulled it off. He’d been so big, initially Amaris wasn’t sure she could have him. Now another lover would never do. In the past, Amaris had plenty of time to fantasize about what making love to Noah would feel like, but what they’d shared exceeded all expectations.

She swung her legs over the side of the sofa and tucked the blanket around her body. Her legs were still wobbly and she wasn’t sure she would be able to stand on them. It was par for the course. Her night with Noah had been one of bliss and she’d awakened sore, but thoroughly pleased. Maybe she was even a little greedy for more. She wouldn’t have minded waking up to his thick cock stretching her open again or even his mouth on her pussy. Just the thought got her hot all over again.

She reached between her thighs and caressed her still puffy lower lips. She was trying to quiet her body’s churning for more. She didn’t trust that she could take another pounding right now, even though she wanted it. Besides, after the way they’d ravaged each other, Amaris knew they would have many more nights together. She didn’t have to rush and have him all at once. Amaris eventually lifted from the sofa. She walked over to the peninsula and sat on a barstool as she watched Noah work at the stove. Amaris didn’t even know she liked a man who could cook until Noah was whipping up meals for them with ease. He’d mentioned in passing that his mother taught him how to cook right beside his sister. Her thinking was that before he settled down, Noah would have a few years as a bachelor and she didn’t want him to starve to death. It was a sweet sentiment and gave Amaris even more insight into who he was and why. As she sat at the bar, Amaris was disappointed to find Noah was now wearing a pair of sweatpants. At least he was still bare chested she reasoned. This way she could still enjoy the muscled rippling of his shoulders and back. She even got a full view of her scratch marks over his shoulder blades.

A few of her marks caused her to push together her brow. Amaris hadn’t intended to cut him as deeply as she had. She just hadn’t anticipated how good he could make her feel. Even in her wildest dreams, Amaris couldn’t have fabricated such a delicious session. A chill went down her spine as flashes of what happened last night replayed in her head. She needed him before, but now they could not go back. Amaris wouldn’t be able to settle for anyone, but him. Noah turned around holding two plates of omelets and fresh fruit. The look in his eyes when they landed on her was one of lust and gratitude. She liked the way he tempted her to drop the blanket and hop on top of the peninsula. Her sentiments were that they could always eat breakfast later.

“I was hungry this morning, and thought you would be too. Cheese omelet or ham?” asked Noah.

“Cheese. Thank you,” said Amaris as she prepared to dig in.

Noah sat the plate down in front of her. He took a seat himself and dug into his plate, but didn’t say a word otherwise. Amaris was nervous. His silence today was even more daunting than his silence any other time. She’d been daydreaming about their time together last night, and thought he would be doing the same. Instead, Noah seemed to be backpedaling into old habits. Amaris wasn’t having it. They’d just spent a beautiful night together and she wasn’t going to let him withdraw from her this way, not after he’d insisted she not shut him out.

“Is something wrong?” she asked in a timid voice.

She wanted him to say ‘No’ or anything similar to signal they were still okay. She would get neither. Noah didn’t look up. Instead, he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Amaris watched as he shoveled food into his mouth and held his lips in a tight line. Amaris reached across the table and touched his hands. Noah paused, he looked up and his eyes found hers. Amaris decided that no matter how he tried to brush her off, she wouldn’t let him get away with keeping more secrets from her. She was woman enough to handle whatever is going on and didn’t need him to keep her in the dark.

“Noah, what’s going on?” asked Amaris again. She prepared herself to hear anything coming from him. Her voice was firm, because she wanted answers. She wanted him to hear that she wasn’t backing down.

Noah seemed to think a minute, before finally putting his fork down. He wiped his mouth with a nearby napkin and sat up straight. His eyes locked onto hers, and he finally began to explain.

“There’s a leak in the department who’s feeding Jinx information,” said Noah, “it means I have to take even more precautions to keep you safe.”

His voice didn’t waver, but Amaris knew he was concerned.

His words hit her like a wrecking ball and Amaris felt her newly obtained peace crumbing like a condemned building. A leak feeding Jinx information couldn’t be good for her. She couldn’t think of one way that this could end without Jinx injecting more fear into her life.

“What does he know? Does he know I’m with you?” asked Amaris.

She clenched the blanket around her body. If Jinx knew where she was, it would only be a matter of time before he came for her. Her nakedness suddenly made her feel more exposed. She didn’t feel safe sitting near the front windows. She wanted to find a quiet place in the home with no outside access and hide away. The old fear that kept her captive after witnessing the murder soon took its place in her bones again.

“Ris, I won’t let anything happen to you. You know that. I just can’t lose focus anymore,” he said.

He’d come over to her side and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Amaris saw the determination in his eyes. She believed him, but couldn’t stop the helplessness she’d felt weeks from coming over her again. In the midst of her thoughts, something Noah said struck her.

“What do you mean lose focus? Noah, what are you saying?” asked Amaris, her heart racing in her chest.

He couldn’t be serious. He couldn’t possibly mean what she thought he meant. Amaris wanted to shut it all out. There’s no way he could really want to go back to the way they had been after the night they’d shared.

“Amaris, I can’t – we can’t do this. Last night, I was wrong to take advantage of you. Now, I’ve compromised both of us and there’s too much to risk,” said Noah.

Amaris just stared at him. She looked in his eyes and saw the pain that was there from having said the words, but it didn’t matter. In that moment she hated him for being everything she’d hoped he would be with her and still turning his back. She dropped her fork on the table.

“So what are you saying Noah? Just forget about last night?” asked Amaris.

She needed to hear him say it. She wanted him to see what he was doing to her and to know that if he went through with this, she’d never forgive him. Noah opened his mouth, but only exhaled. His eyes were dark, his brow pushed together as he stared at her. Amaris wouldn’t back down. She didn’t want to be swayed by the look of hesitation in his eyes. She was tired of beating a dead horse. If he didn’t want to keep her, she wouldn’t fight him. She wouldn’t let herself fall under his spell one more time. Whatever came out of Noah’s mouth would be the end of it, she would be done.

“Yes, Amaris. Forget about last night,” Noah said.

 

 

 

 

Thank You for Reading Protected By the Alpha Book 1!

Hi Readers,

Thank you for reading Book 1 of my new serial Protected by the Alpha. Amaris and Noah have been fun characters to create and it has been even more fun developing their love story. Noah is adamant about keeping Amaris safe and is willing to sacrifice their love to remain focus. Amaris is just as adamant that their romance doesn’t have to suffer because of the danger she is in. There are so many things that they must learn together before a final decision is made. I hope you will stay tuned as their love unfolds with every additional installment.

With Noah pulling away from Amaris in order to properly do his job, it looks like the two are doomed to never be together. Can Amaris convince him that they can have it all? Or will Noah hold on to his decision and shun her from his heart forever?

So much of what I do as a writer is about pleasing you as my reader. The more I hear from you about my work, the more it affirms my belief that I am doing the right thing. Writing is my life and I am glade to share it with you. If you want to leave me feedback you can do so through email. Send your messages to [email protected]. A more direct way you can leave me feedback on Protected by the Alpha or any of my books is by leaving a review. Let me know what you think by reviewing on any of the many platforms you can purchase my book from including Amazon, Barnes and Nobles, and Goodreads. I can’t wait to hear from you. Talk to you soon.

 

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Wolf Within Serial

Mr. Winters Serial

The Marked One Serial

 

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Protected by the Alpha Book 1 ( A BBW Werewolf Shifter Erotica Short )

Amaris Scott witnesses a murder and now her life is in danger. Jinx Thomlinson is notoriously ruthless, and even behind bars waiting for the trial he still has an extensive reach. Amaris' testimony is critical to keeping him locked up for life, and Jinx isn't willing to go easily. He wouldn't hesitate to have her murdered just like all the others before her.She's put in witness protection by the FBI, but when the murderer makes a call to her temporary place emotions run high. She's quickly removed as her handler struggles to find a more suitable location to hide her. With six more months until the trial, they have to find a way to keep her safe or they can forget about locking Jinx up any longer. He never makes the same mistake twice, and leaving Amaris alive was definitely a mistake. She is right to believe he plans to kill her before she can take the witness stand, but there is something neither of them prepared to face. Noah Constance. Agent Noah Constance, he is the fixer who the FBI calls in on special assignments when the risks are great...and Amaris' teenage crush. Under the circumstances it doesn't seem safe for them to pick up where they left off, but can they really resist what drew them together to begin with?

  • ISBN: 9781310715464
  • Author: Jocelyn Young
  • Published: 2015-09-20 06:35:09
  • Words: 24496
Protected by the Alpha Book 1 ( A BBW Werewolf Shifter Erotica Short ) Protected by the Alpha Book 1 ( A BBW Werewolf Shifter Erotica Short )