
Wolf Mates: An American Werewolf in HobokenDakota CassidyAll rights reserved.Copyright 2004 by Dakota CassidyNo part of this e-book may be reproduced or shared by any electronic or mechanical means, including but not limited to printing, file sharing, and email, without prior written permission from Changeling Press LLC.ISBN 1-59596-068-6Formats Available:HTML, Adobe PDF,MobiPocket, Microsoft ReaderPublisher:Changeling Press LLCPO Box 1561Shepherdstown, WV 25443-1561www.ChangelingPress.comEditor: Sheri Ross CarucciCover Artist: Angela KnightThis e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.For PH, whos just a little too hooked on men with fuzzy ears and moon fetishes. Love and kisses always, Dakota :)PrologueHe ran as though the hounds of hell chased him, pounding the pavement with swift, measured strides. The click of his nails echoed in the rain soaked, empty streets. Flashes of buildings passed in a blur as his eyes sought frantically to find food. His long tongue slipped out of the side of his mouth, draping down over the thick hair that covered his chin -- er, muzzle.Panting, he eyed each alleyway from his peripheral vision, searchingThe smells of the city assaulted his ultra sensitive nose. He sniffed the air, picking up the scent of broiled steak, pork chops with thick brown gravy, veal medallions in a creamy white sauce with sliced onion, and a sprig of parsley for garnish. Scalloped potatoes no wait, they were au gratin.Oh, hell he was hungryShit, he really loved veal too Wee little succulent morsels of calf that he couldnt have right now because he was too damn busy playing this stupid game of here, doggy, doggy. Which he wouldnt be doing if it werent for this vision .A sharp whistle stopped him in his tracks and again his ears pricked to the tune of, Here, doggy, doggy!Address me as I should be addressed. Its Mr. Werewolf to youIf he could sigh he would. Instead he flared his nostrils and huffed.Did it get any worse than this? I mean, cmon who was this vision anyway? This soulmate who was supposed to rock his world? And where was it written that he had to play Mission Impossible just to get laid? This was above and beyond the call of duty for a little horizontal mambo.He hated all of this mumbo-jumbo folklore crap hed been taught since he was a child. He really just wanted to hang out and play Nintendo 64. But the call of a good lay beckoned or thats what he heard it was going to be anyway. A good lay good as opposed to none . He sure as hell hoped his soulmate appreciated this, cuz it was a crappy way to hook-up in his estimation.The Prophecy has spoken , Eva saidProphecy? Hah! What kind of prophecy had you running around a town called Hoboken , with the butt crack squad hot on your heels? What kind of prophecy was found in a bowl of chicken noodle soup? But his family members claimed Eva knew all. How one could know all from processed chicken in a can was beyond him.Although, legend had it that if he didnt follow his stupid path of destiny, he was shit for shineola. Hed have to face the mojo of all mojos. So, rather than risk the possibility that this destiny of his was flat-out stupid and it wasnt worth a really freaky curse, he ran.Fast.Because he couldnt afford to be caught and miss this prophecy thing.Racing down a deserted, dimly lit street, he spied a chain link fence that might be his ticket outta this.Except he had four paws and not a pair of legs to climb said fence.Well, shit .The thunder of feet diminished behind him. Maybe theyd given up. His ears pricked to the tune of the clink of the fence as the men climbed it.A bright light cornered him as he swept past a dumpster, only to find a dead end.Fucking duckyHey look, hes friggin huge, one of the men commented.Ahh, the animal catching engineer isnt that what they called them now? Bright indeed, very bright. Damn right he was huge and he was going to take a bite out of his engineer ass if he came any closer.Wait, one of the bright twins said, Ive got something for him. He began to dig around in his pocket and pulled out a plastic bag.He watched skeptically from the corner he was backed into and sniffed the air.Look, puppy look what I have Wiggling the meat in air, the animal catching engineer shook it at him. Obviously this was meant to entice him.He sniffed liberally the air that surrounded the meat. Oh, fuck that. It was going to take a helluva lot more than some cheap round steak to get him to bite. He was a filet mignon kind of guyHis stomach growled in protest, meaning, round steak was better than no steak.Well, okay, hed bite. He could easily knock this guy out as he snatched the meat from him. Snarling, he came closer, moving in on Einsteins hand, exposing his teeth.Teeth it was all about showing them the teeth. Freaked everybody out.He leapt in an arc Bruce Jenner would be envious of, snatching the meat and gobbling it halfway down his throat when he felt the sting of the dart.If he could, he would have sighed at how predictable that had been. Well, fuck, he thought as he fell to the ground with a hard thud and the world began to spin looked like he was going to the pound.Chapter OneJesus Christ in a mini-skirt, hes ugly, huh? JC Jensen stood in front of the large metal cage, skeptically eyeing the unkempt beast who stared with defiance right back at her. She estimated he must stand at least six foot when he was on his hind legs. JC wrinkled her nose. He smelled, too. The whole damn place smelled.Yuk.Well, yeah, lady, he sure aint of the cute and cuddly, Cmere snookums, come sit on my lap variety. And none too friendly either. The nice man at the pound should never try his hand at selling cars, she mused.The overgrown, odd-looking beast sent out a low, menacing growl, as if to validate the attendants accusation. His teeth, or maybe a better word was fangs , were kind of yellow. Oral hygiene obviously wasnt his forte, or his prior owners.JC couldnt put her finger on what drew her to this mangy mutt. There were dozens of cute, cuddly balls of fluff in the joint, all barking for her attention.Damn she hated this -- she wanted every last frickin one. But noooo, she homed in on the meanest of the lot, knowing full well his chances for adoption were like zilch.He was a filthy mess and downright mean looking, but when she let her fingers curl into the small openings of the cage hed sniffed the air with interest. Then hed come closer, pressing his cold, wet nose against her finger. Oddly, she felt no fear, thought she probably should, but she didnt. Rather, she felt her heart lurch and a strange sense of tranquility.Howd he get here? she wondered aloud, running a slow finger under the monsters chin.Hes a stray. No wonder. Look at him for Christ sake. Hes mean and ugly. Found him cornered in an alley. Animal control came and got him. I heard that was some fight trying to get him into the van even after the dart gun. They say he might be part wolf. I say hes part ornery. Hes overstayed his welcome now. Hes officially on his last day of death row.JCs stomach did a nosedive. Euthanasia? Put him to sleep, nip the old ticker in the bud. Lights out For good?They were going to kill him.Crap.She didnt need a dog. Her life was so busy she was never home. But, when she was home, she came home to nothing. It was becoming lonelier by the year.She should walk away now and find a nice kitten. They took care of themselves and didnt need a whole lot of maintenance. They amused themselves with thread or something. An even bigger plus, they cleaned themselves . They sat in your lap and snuggled with you.JC couldnt fathom this monster sitting in her lap.Something about this mutts eyes, dark and earnest, made her think twice about the feline persuasion. He nudged her hand lightly and she cupped his chin through the cage, scratching the underside of his jaw. His gray fur was matted and probably had a village of fleas starting up their own boy band in it.You are one mighty fine mess. JC cocked her head at the piercing gaze he pinned her with. Her heart sped up when he licked at the palm of her hand. Shit, he was as ugly as the day was long. Bigger than a Clydesdale and in desperate need of some doggy deodorantHes also destined to die, JC .Oh, all right already. She examined him one last time.Jeez Louise, he was butt ugly. But she couldnt bear the idea that he was due for Old Sparky.It must be love.Ive never seen him act like this, the attendant noted, cutting into her thoughts. Hes usually snarling and growling at anything that moves. You must have that animal magnetism or something. Half the time we cant even get near him. As the attendant moved closer to the cage, she felt the low vibration of tough guys growl beneath her fingertips.She tapped his nose with the palm of her hand. Stop that right now. If you want a home, youre going to have to chill out, buddy. Quit with the junkyard dog act and behave. She sighed with resignation. Her mind was made up.Tell me, oh gnarly one, are you housetrained?\*Good gravy, she was such a sucker for a good case of hard-up. The practicality of bringing this beast back to her very small apartment was flat out nuts. Yet she found herself out in the reception area, signing the papers to adopt him. These days that entailed giving away your first-born and paying the obligatory fifty bucks to help out the shelter. Grabbing her purse and the leash theyd provided her with, she hooked it to his collar and gave him a tug. He planted his big ass firmly on the floor and refused to budge. Talk about looking a gift horse in the mouth.Aw cmon, you brute, Im gonna take you home and feed you. What more could you want?Solemn brown eyes gazed back at her, unblinking.JC knelt beside him. God, he was huge and so friggin hairy. Look, Cujo, I saved your life for craps sake. Now dont make an ass outta me. Lets get the hell out of here. She tugged on the leash again, this time with a bit more force.Nothin.The pretty blond receptionist held up a bag of dog cookies from behind her perch at the desk. Looks like you could use one of these. Hes been known to be difficult.Hey look, Lassie, doggie treats. JC sniffed the interior of the bag. Gawd, they smelled like an elephants butt. She pasted a smile on her face and pulled one out. Wiggling it under his nose, she tried to entice him. He staunchly refused, defiantly turning his head away.JC dropped the leash and whispered in his pointy ear. His position shifted almost as though he were really listening to her.Hookay, bud, I could just leave you here, ya know. I mean we could skip the warm fuzzy part. You know that part where I take you home, bathe you, feed you and let you sleep next to me on the floor beside my bed? Sorta like Timmy and Lassie, together at last. We can totally skip that and shoot right to the part where they put you to sleep ! She hissed her last words for emphasis.The mutts massive backside miraculously lifted. His long snout nuzzled her hand before he walked toward the glass doors with a slow shuffle. Turning, he looked at her as if to say, What are you waiting for?JC followed him, chucking him under the chin. Bout damn time. Now come on, you beast. We need to get you home and get you a bath, but first we need to think of a name for you. How do you feel about Pain in the Ass?\*Okay, champ, its bath time and dont even think about yanking my crank over this. You smell like death and there is no way youre sleeping in my bedroom smelling like that. So lets get all the shitty stuff outta the way now and then Ill give you a nice bowl of that kibble we bought. She turned on the taps and added some of the flea dip that came so highly recommended for good measure.He arrogantly sniffed at her crotch, wedging his big snout between her thighs.Stop that! I cant begin to imagine where those people at the pound got the notion you were unfriendly. I cant keep you off of me.Shed taken him to the local pet store where all the in dogs went to get the necessary must haves in life. Hed been unpleasant to say the least, baring his teeth at every man that passed them. The cute guy with the poodle didnt stand a snowballs chance in hell of getting past Cujo. Thankfully, hed maintained himself long enough to get a dog bowl and some dog food. Shed grabbed a cute doggie toothbrush as well, to clean up those teeth.Hed sat rather stoically in the backseat of the car on the way home. Occasionally he sniffed her ear, making her giggle. He seemed content to take in his surroundings, watching the scenery fly by the car window.When theyd reached her apartment shed let him go, fully expecting hed want to check out his new surroundings. As long as he didnt discover her new carpet with his leg in the air she was good with it.However, he didnt explore much. In fact, he didnt leave her side at all. Now in her tiny blue and yellow bathroom he was literally going to have to be surgically removed from her ass. His massive gray body pensively sat on the bath mat filling up the small, tiled space.Man, Cujo, you really smell. Okay, lover, in you go. JC wrapped her arms around his bulky torso and yanked him into the tub. He didnt fight her, but he certainly wasnt helping matters. He sat stiff and unblinking as she sprayed him thoroughly with the showerhead, running her hands through the thick coat of hair.Nothin like wet dog to get those nasal passages open.JC yammered at him, speaking in soothing tones to keep him calm and still. Oh, look at you, sweetums, youre such a good boy. Here comes the smelly stuff. I have to let it sit on you for fifteen minutes according to the bottle. Whaddya say we get to know each other while we wait? She began working up a soapy lather, scrubbing at his thick hair to cover all flea-riddled areas. Satisfied, she sat back on the toilet seat and scratched behind his ears to keep him occupied. He tilted his head, allowing her the best advantage to his happy spot.You know what I want to know, dont you? Where did you come from? I mean did someone own you at one time, or were you just hatched? Was someone cruel and abusive to you? Her stomach churned at that. Leaning forward she bracketed his muzzle between her hands, searching his warm, brown eyes. That would really piss me off. I dont care how mean you are. You dont deserve to be abused over it.His big, pink tongue swiped her nose. She made a face at him. That breath is a tough deal, Cujo. Good thing we got that toothbrush, huh? He reared his head back and turned away from her.Oh dont go getting all defensive, silly. That dog food is supposed to help with the bad breath thing too. Look, its already time to rinse, are you ready?Twelve bath towels later, he was like a brand new dog. She worked diligently to loosen the mats in his hair and dug around under the bathroom sink for her blow dryer.Now dont get all freaked out on me, but I need to dry you so you wont catch a cold. Sit, okay? That was probably the wrong way to address him, but the big beast seemed to listen best if she took the more friendly approach. Again, he didnt budge, patiently waiting while she plugged in the dryer and got the new dog brush from her bag of purchases. While she attacked the task of drying him, JC did the high pitched voice thing all those dog trainers said worked to ease a dogs fears. Not that he seemed to care much. He was pretty unimpressed by her efforts.Clean and dry he was quite impressive. His dark gray fur lightened considerably with a good cleaning. Softer threads of black were now visible down the length of his back. The fur around his face was full and fluffy -- if only she could get her own hair to do that -- and he smelled a hundred times better than he had an hour ago. Her beauticians hands primped and scrunched.Between you and me, kiddo, you have the most fabulous hair. And believe me when I tell you that compliment doesnt come easy from the best beautician in Hoboken . You are one big ball of fluffFluffyIve got it! How do you feel about the name Fluffy? Never mind, you dont care, do you? Well, I love it and it suits you I think, with all of this hair you have. I hope you dont shed, Fluffy JC threw her arms around his thick neck and gave him a squeeze, ignoring the odd rumble he made low in his throat.Chapter TwoFluffy ? F-L-U-F-F-Y? He ticked the letters off mentally. This was the single most humiliating encounter hed ever endured.Fluffy?Christ, was she out of her mind? Who named a dog of his size and stature Fluffy? A poodle made complete sense, even a Chihuahua He was not fucking fluffy!Full, with a thick coat, Y-E-S. Fluffy, N-O. Shed made him look like an overgrown chia-pet. Was it not enough that hed had dog treats shoved under his nose and a leash slapped on his neck? To degrade him this way by giving him a name better suited to a bunny rabbit was almost more than he could bear. All the other doggies in the neighborhood would secretly laugh at himDamn woman, if she wasnt so friggin good lookin. If her scent wasnt driving him out of his ever lovin mind, hed pick up and go the hell home. However, his prophecy must be fulfilled and she was apparently it. She sure as hell smelled like it. She looked like it too. She had the most gorgeous ass hed ever seen. Her firm, round breasts were nothing to scoff at either. And her hair Hair a man could wrap around his fist as he came. Just touching her shoulders, it fell in raven ringlets around her heart-shaped face. It would make a beautiful coatFluffy Like hell. He was he was he was a freakin man in what she thought was a dogs body, was what he was. How long could a guy keep this up?Oh, and that sweetums crap was gonna stop.Dog? If he could spit right now, he would. Instead, he opted to give himself a good scratch. There were some finer aspects to this particular form. He could lick his own balls. He scratched again behind his ears.How the hell had he gotten fleas? In the damn pound thats how.His ears, finely tuned, pricked to the sound of her voice. Did she say dinner? Shit, he was not eating that dog kibble bullshit.Yes, he was, for now anyway. Until he could make himself known, unleash the man in him Jesus, he sounded like a commercial for Viagra.With resignation, he shuffled down the hall to the kitchen to eat his dinner and answer to the most ludicrous name in all of Hoboken Fluffy .\*JC was scooping kibble into a bowl and working on cooking up a steak for her dinner when Fluffy squeezed himself between her and the table.Hey handsome, hungry?He sniffed her ass in response.Quit, would you? You dont need to sniff my ass. You already know who I am. Im the girl responsible for that beautiful new hairdo youre sporting. Now, be a good boy and eat your dinner, and Ill eat mine. She smiled at him, rubbing the top of his head with the heel of her hand. Dinner for two, isnt it romantic? Pretty soon well be picking out a china pattern together. As she set a place for herself, he stood beside the bowl sniffing the rim.This was god-awful. Whatd she call it? Some cheesy-liver crap. He didnt care how many tender, bite size nuggets they included. It sure as hell did not smell like real anything .The aroma of the steak under the broiler was breaking him. His stomach growled with discontent over his bowlful of kibble. He nudged a piece or two with his nose.See? Its good, isnt it? His eyes followed the steak as she pulled it out of the oven and set it on the counter.Yahooo! Real meat . His taste buds did the happy dance.The doorbell rang just as she was putting the finishing touches on her plate. Wiping her hands on a towel she gave him the dont screw with me look. Now, listen up, Fluff, dont go getting all territorial on me here. Its probably just one of my friends. Believe me when I tell you men have not been beating down the door to my sexuality as of late. So chill out and eat your dinner. Got it? She scratched his ears and went to answer the door.Thank God. Now all he had to do was resist the temptation to stand on his hind legs and firmly sink his teeth into that tender steak. Hell, it smelled so good. Maybe if he just smelled it.Paws firmly planted on either side of the flowered plate, he took a whiff. Holy T-bone ! He needed this bad.He could just lick it. Shed never know. He raked his tongue over the salted surface.Hell. His instinctive nature to devour it was threatening to overwhelm him. If I just take a bite well of course, shed know he did. Shed scold him and they could go on about their business. So he wouldnt get one of those doggy treats that tasted like shit on a shingle.Big deal -- hit me where it hurts .One bite and no more.He clamped down on the meat, holding it with one paw, tearing just a small bite off the edge. Savoring the texture on his tongue, his stomach rejoiced.He was certain he heard angels sing hallelujah in the distance. It had been so long since hed had a decent meal. It was a little overcooked for his liking, but who cared at this point?Dropping down off the counter he attempted to fend off the temptation to gorge. He sniffed the bowl of kibble. No freakin way was he eating that.Her feelings would be hurt. Shed gone to so much trouble to pick just the right variety out. Reading the ingredients on the package, vitamins and protein, everything a good pet might want in an owner.He would not eat dog food and he was nobodys pet. Now if she wanted to pet himHe grabbed the bowl between his teeth and tipped it over behind the fridge, pushing it to the back with his paw. It was the best he could do for now. His stomach rumbled noisily again. That steak was calling his name. Well, it wasnt calling this new, utterly ridiculous dog name shed given him but calling him nonetheless.He could resist. He would just walk awayShit, no he couldnt.Half, thats all hed eat. Just half -- it was too big for her anyway, he reasoned.Finding a comfortable spot, he rested his lower body against the cabinets and dug in. Half, only half, he reminded his overactive stomach.A screech laced with horror invaded his love-affair with the steak.Fluuuffy! What are you doing? She stomped toward him, clearly not pleased.His name is Fluffy? a male voice guffawed loudly. Hes friggin huge, JC.Shit . Foiled, screwed, it was the doghouse for him. He slid guiltily from the counter, turning to identify the new male voice whod entered the kitchen. His ears stood up attentively.Why, thank you . He preened over the intruders words.Yeah, hes huge all right, and in a whole lot of trouble. He ate my steak!Well, not the WHOLE steak, and who the hell is this anyway ? His eyes landed on the dweeb whod interrupted a perfectly good meal. Definitely not a member of the tall, dark, and handsome club. He had that beefed-up look about him that meant he cared more about making his payment to the place he pumped iron in than he did about his girlfriend. His eyes were deeply set under a hawk-like forehead. Kinda beady if you asked him. Course, no one would ask him. He was the DOG .He sat back on his haunches and narrowed his eyes at the interloper, waiting.Grabbing JC by the arm, the man pulled her close to him. Listen. Forget the dog. Lets go out. Ill buy you dinner.She squirmed free of muscle man and rubbed her arms, moving closer to Fluffy. I appreciate it, Jess, but no thanks. I have a lot to do tonight.Like what? Hang out with this mutt? He hovered closer to JC, his thick body pushing Fluffy out of the way.Mutt? Im sorry, did I hear that correctly? Wanna see my big MUTT teeth, asshole ? He placed his bulk between them again and gave Jess a warning growl.Go lay down or something would you? Jess nudged Fluffy, hard with his knee and reached again for JC. Fluffy barked sharply in warning. This guy just didnt get the picture.Dont make me bring out the big gun, bud .Look, Jess, Im tired. Its been a long day. I already made dinner and I dont want to go out. JC let her hand rest on Fluffys back. He nuzzled it, staying close to her.I just dont get you, JC. We had a good thing goin and now you want to throw it all away. Jess ran his finger down JCs cheek but she shrugged him off.Yeah, we had a good thing going until you decided to stick your Mr. Happy where it didnt belong. Go home, Jess.It was only once, JC, and you know I was drunkAh, of course you were -- that explains everything .It doesnt matter anymore, Jess. We broke up. Its over. Now go home. JC turned her back to him, looking over her plate. Apparently, she was concentrating on what she might salvage of her half-eaten steak.Jess was obviously not accustomed to the word NO . Cmon, JC, lets try to work this out. Ill take you to your favorite restaurant and we can talk. He persisted in sliding his arms around her waist from behind as his hand grazed her breast.Thats it, nobody grabs my womans boob! Time for you to go . Fluffy growled just before he jumped on Jess back. Standing as tall as Jess, he used his full weight to knock him forward.Jess reacted quickly by shoving Fluffy hard, knocking him to the ground. Get the fuck off me, you damn mutt! he snarled at him.It was over faster than it began. With one swift motion, Fluffy backed up against Jess, lifted his back leg and let go.A large yellow puddle formed on the tile of the kitchen.JCs eyes widened as she bit her lip to smother a giggle while Jess hopped around from foot to foot.He peed on me! Ill fucking kill him Jess yanked the dishtowel from the rack and dabbed at his sodden jeans. His big, ugly face wrinkled with disgust.JC began to laugh, the husky rumble making it all worthwhile for Fluffy. I really think you should go now, Jess. Fluffy doesnt like you much, do you, Fluff? He answered her by brushing up against her thighs protectively.Jess beat a hasty retreat, shooting a fierce look over his shoulder at Fluffy. Okay, JC, but youll miss me when Im gone.As if he hadnt threatened that a time or two .Well, dont worry. If I find myself overwrought with loneliness, Im sure Ill be compelled to pick up the phone and call your cheating ass, JC called after him as the door slammed in her face.Looking down at Fluffy, she tugged his ear gently. You ate my steak.And saved your ass. Your very pretty ass .But Ill forgive you, because you did get rid of Jess and hes not easy to get rid of. So I guess Im not eating steak for dinner, am I? Well, hero, I think its soup for me.Fluffy nuzzled her hand to show his remorse. His ears stood at attention, waiting for forgiveness.You beast. Listen here, sweetums, whatever I put in your bowl is yours . If its on a plate, you can be pretty sure its mine , unless the plate is on the floor. Got it?Well, he couldnt in all good conscience consent to that, now could he ? He avoided her eyes and nuzzled her hand again instead.She smiled down at him, her blue, almond shaped eyes crinkled at the corners. Im going to take that as a yes, Fluff. God, if only you were a man, youd be perfect.\*He was sprawled out on the bed, his large paws tucked under her pillows. The blankets were a rumpled mess after hed given himself a good back scratch. They smelled of her sweet scent, sunshine and cinnamon.Hey. JC patted his belly. Just a little lower and she was so there. No -- she wasnt ready for that yet. He fought his lustful thoughts and slowly opened his eyes with a yawn.This, she tapped the bed, is mine, cookie. That, she pointed to the mat on the floor, is yours.He lifted his head to see her more clearly. She had a towel wrapped around her head and one wrapped around her body.Naked she was naked beneath the blue towel.The gentle swell of her hip brushed up against his legs as she sat down next to him. Pouring lotion into her hands, JC smoothed it over her calves, working her way up to thighs he just knew were silky-soft.He sniffed the air. Cucumber-melon for sure. Her small hands made circular motions, rubbing in the cream higher and higher. Lowering the towel, she let it rest at her waist as she dabbed some of the lotion on her shoulders. Her breasts thrust upward, her taut nipples beading from the cool air.And what are you looking at? she chuckled.He turned his head guiltily. I told you to get on the floor, handsome. JC stood and pointed again to his bed. Fluffy slunk off the bed, sliding to the floor and curling his big body on the mat.Letting the towel fall to the floor, JC found her nightgown at the end of the bed and slid it over her creamy skin, the glow of the lamp shading her soft contours.His groin tightened and he tensed at the familiar call of his body to shift . He willed his muscles to relax and obey, focusing on remaining in his wolf form. Because that could be bad Hey, JC. Im da man . Your man. I just look extra furry right now. Dont worry, I clean up real nice .It was all he could do not to shift and show her he was no dog . Patience was required here. He didnt quite understand much more than JC was his prophesized mate. He felt her inside of him. He knew her soul. Now he had to find a way to get to know the rest of her without scaring the bejesus out of her. It wasnt going to be easy. Hey, JC, glad you adopted me at the pound. Thanks for rescuing me from death row. By the way, did I mention Im not just any wolf? Im YOUR wolf, baby. Wanna mate?He really wanted to mate, and mate they would, if he had anything to say about it.Soon.Turning off the bedside lamp, JC scratched his muzzle before climbing over him and getting into bed. Her hand hung down over the edge of the mattress. He licked her palm, savoring the soft texture of her skin on his tongue.Night, Fluffy, she whispered to him, her sultry voice slicing through the velvety darkness.Goodnight .Chapter ThreeMoonlight streamed in from the window, soft, white shafts of light illuminating the sleeping form on the bed. He stood patiently, watching the slow rise and fall of her firm, rounded breasts. Covered in sheer white cotton, the shadow of her nipples scraped the fabric with each breath she took. Beaded and tight they thrust upward. Her nightgown skimmed the top of one thigh, the creamy expanse of skin leading to the soft folds of her sex. His mouth watered with anticipation as he imagined the velvet slide his tongue would experience in the moist lips of her cunt. His nostrils flared at her scent, smelling the musk of her need mingled with the night air softly blowing through the window.He lifted a strand of her long hair from the pillow, inhaling the fresh scent of her fruity shampoo. The silky, soft wisp curled around his finger, glistening in the darkness of night. His heart sped as she stirred and whispered his name, low in her throat. MaxShe stretched her arms upward exposing the outline of her lithe form. His cock swelled and lengthened with yearning. Soft hands tugged him forward so he knelt on the bed beside her. Lifting the sheer material, he tugged at the nightgown until she was naked. Her slender thighs spread in welcome.He heard his own low moan in his ears when she grazed the thick patch of hair above his shaft. Her nails scraped the tender skin, gliding over his belly to caress the ridges and planes of his abdomen.He sucked in a breath when she firmly grasped him in her palm. He thrust forward in the soft tunnel, as his head fell back on his shoulders and he circled her wrist to guide her. His hips rotated slowly, letting her caress him to pulsing madness.Gritting his teeth, he stilled her hand bringing it to his mouth and kissing her palm. His tongue began a heated path along her arm. Slowly, he found his way to her shoulder in long strokes of tongue and lips. He hovered closer to her breasts, dragging his tongue between the two creamy swells. She raised her arms to cradle his head, clutching at his hair and tugging him closer to her nipple.He captured the tight peak between his lips as her hips arched upward off the bed and she moaned softly. He allowed the pebbled surface to linger on his tongue before he suckled. Her hands tightened in his hair when he drifted toward the apex between her thighs. His hands massaged the supple skin of her leg, feeling her muscles tense as he slowly ran his fingertips over the outer lips of her pussy.With forefinger and thumb, he spread the soft flesh, making her gasp.He smiled against her breast, loving her sharp intake of breath when he grazed the swollen nub of her clit. She pulled him from her breast to her lips. Gazing down at her, he watched the tip of her pink tongue lick at his mouth. The soft sweep of her lashes fluttered when she felt his cock flex in response. Bracketing his face, she swept her silken tongue over his lower lip. His muscles tightened and his heart hammered in his ears as she explored him with her tongue.He couldnt hold back any longer, he devoured her mouth, tangling his tongue with hers, sliding it in and out of the hot recess. Pressing her into the bed, he ground his throbbing cock into her thigh as his fingers continued to fondle her creamy folds. He let one drift to her wet passage and inserted a finger in slow increments.Small hands dug into his back as she kissed him feverishly, spreading her thighs wider. He tore himself from her mouth, and strung a trail of kisses along her ribs, over her hips and across the flat plane of her belly.She rolled toward him lifting her leg and pressing her soft body to his. He felt the outline of her ribs against his abdomen. His cock was inches from her mouth, as she clamped his head between her silken thighs. He felt her fingers circle his rock hard shaft, then the moist warmth of her mouth as she enveloped him. His body shook while she held him between her lips and ran small circles over the sensitive flesh. He lay with his head pressed to her thigh, inhaling the musky scent of her pussy. Moving quickly he removed his finger and straddled her body.His knees bracketed her head and his cock was deep in her mouth as she drove him to madness. Leaning forward he slid his tongue between the lips of her cunt. He fought to maintain control when her hips bucked and she hissed against his cock. He pressed his tongue flat against the inner folds and dragged it over the soaking, wet flesh. Burying his face in her sweetness, he laved her clit, swirling his tongue in and out, as he slid his hands under her ass and kneaded the firm flesh.Cupping his balls, she fondled the tight sacs as she rose up on her heels, pressing his tongue to her. His hips jerked toward the warmth of her mouth, and he found himself rhythmically circling her head, dipping his cock in and out of her lips. She wrapped her arms around his torso, dragging him to her so they lay tightly together.Skin against skin, he felt every inch of her silken form flush against his rougher one. Her beaded nipples scraped against his stomach, her hips crashed against his face. His cock throbbed against her tongue his balls grazing her nose. Her nails tore at the flesh of his ass, his gripped her calves tightly.Tongues suckled and licked, the wet suction pounding in his ears as he devoured her pussy. She tensed beneath him when his teeth grazed her clit. He felt her mouth slacken around his cock as she rocked against his tongue, clinging to him and crying out as she came. He smoothed his hands over her thighs, gentling the small remaining shudders.His cock burned now, with the need to imbed himself in her tight warmth. Shifting position, he turned her on her stomach. Still above her, he leaned back on his haunches to admire the curve of her ass. Her head rested between his thighs, cradled in her arms. Her long hair streamed around her shoulders, the dark silk a stark contrast to the white of the sheets. Her back rose and fell with short gasps for breath. Her eyes rose to meet his, waiting, searching. He tangled his hands in the long black tresses, caressing her cheeks. He let his hands roam over her skin, stopping at the taper of her waist, lingering. Kissing a path along her spine, he nipped at her skin lightly, allowing him time to rein in his desire.Slowly, he would make her his slowly. Her flesh pebbled as the cool breeze rustled the curtains and swept over her skin. He positioned himself behind her, and she lifted her hips without any encouragement. He saw the lips of her sex glisten, smelled the desire hed created with his tongue. His shaft throbbed, hot and harder than he could ever remember.Grasping his cock, he knelt behind her and slid it through her smooth cunt, teasing her clit with the head. Her hand reached between them and rested on his, gripping his wrist. He rolled his hips, moving in and out of her wetness, slowly. She groaned when he moved closer to her passage. He took a deep breath, steadying his need to slice through her. Bracing his hands on her ass, he pressed the head of his cock into her. She reared up, arching her back, and impaled him with one swift movement of her hips. His hands tightened on her ass, as he fell forward and sank himself in her tight walls. Her inner walls clenched his cock in response, welcoming him, pulling him inward.Possessive hands grasped her hips, holding her still, settling deep inside her, letting his cock swell with the sensation. Impatiently she writhed, jamming her hips against him, her body pleading with him to fulfill her. He stroked her long and deep, she in turn milked his throbbing cock as they melted into a rhythm.The slick slide of friction and her creamy depths roared through his veins in waves of heat. Clenching her hips tighter, he slammed into her holding on until he heard her scream with release.Her head came up off the bed as her orgasm ripped through her. Twisting the sheets in her hands, she held him tightly inside of her. His breathing became shallow as a surge of white-hot electricity jolted his cock and tore through him. Thick-hot spurts of come poured out of his shaft leaving him gasping to fill his lungs with air.He draped his body over hers as they fell to the bed in a tangle of heaving, sweat soaked bodies.A voice rudely intruded upon the sexual cloud he floated on.Hey, Fluffy! The words sliced through his brain like a knife. He moaned, refusing to open his eyes as someone nudged him.Hey, buddy, open your eyes, I think youre having a doggy-wet-dream.Oh, GOD .\*Ive got to get to work, Fluffy. Now listen up, JC said as she put her coffee cup in the sink and turned to pet him on his big head. I want you to eat your breakfast like a good boy and stay OFF the furniture. One hair on my couch and its curtains for you. Oh and if you pee in the house? You die. Hear me?Fluffy sat quietly listening to her speak. His head tilted to the side as his tail thumped a staccato rhythm on the kitchen floor, but his eyes held hers.She grinned at him. Im beginning to wonder if you actually understand me. Checking to be sure his water bowl was full and he had all of his new doggy toys, she grabbed her purse and threw it over her shoulder. One last glance and she reluctantly shut out the door.The thought that Fluffy would be there to greet her at the end of the day kept her motivated to move swiftly. She was feeling rather proud of herself for finally making the move and adopting a pet. Lord knew, it had to be smarter choice than getting another boyfriend.After a series of so-so relationships, shed given up on finding Mister Perfect. She couldnt even find Mister Happy-Medium. Jess was the final deciding factor in giving up completely and just letting whatever happened, happen. Her heart was still intact after him so why tempt fate? She could be perfectly happy going home to Fluffy every night. She had her friends, and a decent job. Shed never become rich working as a hairdresser, but she didnt fight to make ends meet either. JC smiled. Life was good in many small ways. It didnt have to include a boyfriend in her estimation.Maybe it could include a vibrator, though. She laughed to herself as she swept up the last bits of hair and rushed off to head home to Fluffy.\*A huge moving van was parked in her spot when she pulled up in front of her apartment building.JC double-parked and flew out of the car ready to give someone hell when the most amazing pair of buns shed ever seen bent over in front of her. Buns encased in a faded pair of blue jeans that had a hole at the waistband and one smack dab in the middle of his left, very round cheek. She could see his underwearThey were red.Boxers or briefs?Good gravy.Those buns were pulling boxes from the back of the truck. JC folded her arms across her chest.Um, excuse me, but youre in my parking space. Mister Booty dropped the box, the muscles in his forearms flexing. A fine sprinkling of dark hair led to hands that had long, tapered fingers. He turned around slowly and her breath caught in her throat.Holy heavenly she bit her lower lip. Her anger over losing her parking space dissipated into sharp pangs of lust.He was utterly breathtaking in a rough, sort of unpolished, way. The sharp, angular planes of his face were accentuated by his light tan. High cheekbones gave way to deep grooves on either side of his luscious lips. Brown eyes flecked with amber and lined with a thick fringe of lashes, gleamed. The sun, just beginning to fade, flashed one more smile of brilliance on his thick black hair.His yummilicious lips curved into a warm grin. He stuck out his big hand, making the thin white T-shirt he wore pull tightly against his thick biceps. As the chilly fall breeze whistled, it blew his light cologne under her nose, spicy and fresh. Awareness fizzled up and down her spine.Im Max Adams. I guess well be neighbors if Im in your parking spot.Max She took his offered hand, relishing the way it enveloped hers. A warm tingle of pleasure threaded through her fingers and shot up her arm. Her mouth was hanging open -- she just knew it. JC squared her shoulders and pried her tongue off the roof of her mouth.Nice to meet you, Max Adams, Im JC, and yes, this is my parking spot. But its okay. I can see youre busy. Ill just take Mr. Clements spot. He doesnt usually get home until around eight or so. Do you think that will give you enough time to finish? She peeked over his shoulder to see what he had left in the truck.Im almost done. If youll grab that box and take it inside with you, Ill have one of the guys move the truck and Ill put your car right where it belongs. Max grinned again and her knees jiggled like tapioca. JC found herself digging around in her purse to hand him her car keys and take the box.Which apartment is it? she asked as she climbed the steps.I think Im right across from you, Two-C. He winked at her.Oh, hell. She pondered the ramifications of stud-o-licious moving in next door to her. He probably had too many girlfriends to count and a revolving door to match. She dropped the box on the floor by the door and surveyed the large living room.His sectional couch was covered in boxes but she could make out the rich, masculine colors of red and gold. A bookcase lined one wall, filled with an assortment of books.A hunk who actually reads books, real books not involving pictures of naked women. Novel concept indeed .She heard his heavy feet coming up the steps and approaching the door. Maxs body brushed hers as he inched past her. His muscled chest pressed up against hers for a brief moment, and her nipples seemed to think that was A-okay.Pathetic.JC sucked in a breath of air and let it back out discreetly. The space between them pulsed with something she couldnt identify but definitely existed. JC watched his nostrils flare and found the small scar just above his lip fascinated her.Looking up at him she commented, Youve got quite a collection of of books there. Very bright observation indeed, JC. Way-to-go. Dazzle him with your above average IQ . That couldnt have been her voice that came out all husky and seductive-like, could it?His shoulder just touched the top of her head as he leaned into her. Lord, he was fantastic. He smiled that oral hygienists wet dream of a smile. Yeah, I love to read, nothing too heavy, mind you, but I love a good story. Do you read? He tilted his head to the left and cocked one eyebrow with apparent interest.Sure, when I have the time. Not the stuff you read though.His eyes twinkled with interest. Romance novels, right?He made it sound like Tolstoy.How had their lips gotten this close? She could see right past those pearly whites to his fillings. His toothpaste-fresh breath fanned her face. JC ran her tongue over her lips nervously. Yeah, romance novels. She sagged back against the door.Affirmative, he was frosting her wheaties.Hookay, time to go.How about a beer?Or, she could stay.No, Fluffy was waiting.That would be nice, but itll have to be another time. I have to go feed my dog. God, Fluffy was the most perfect excuse in the universe not to throw this man down on the floor and have unbridled sex with him. Thank you, Fluffy !Ya mean the big gray, good looking beast I saw in the alleyway?You couldnt have seen him, hes inside. Panic began to settle in the pit of her belly.Well, Im pretty sure it was him. Your neighbor from upstairs told me you had a new dog that looked like a hound from hell. He was in the alleyway when I went to the dumpster to ditch some of these boxes.Oh shit. Are you sure? She squeezed out the door past his big frame and went across the hall to her apartment.Max followed closely behind her and jingled her keys under her nose. You forgot something.Grabbing them from him, she thrust the key into the lock and flung open the door.Fluffy! Fluuuffyyyy. Cmere boy, cmon snookums, dont hide on me. Im home, dont you want to eat? Max was right behind her when she crossed the hall into her bedroom.Look, the window is open. Thats how he got out. The cool night air rustled the curtains confirming Maxs statement.Oh no! I have to go find him. Why would he run away? Her heart sank in her chest. Tears burned the back of her eyelids. She swiped angrily at them. Shed only had him for a day but shed become attached to the idea of having him here when she came home. Maybe he just wasnt meant to be inside. The guy at the ASPCA said they thought he was part wolf. Wolves liked to roam free, didnt they? Howl at the moon?JC leaned out the window and called his name. Maxs strong hands grabbed her waist and pulled her back inside, turning her to face him.You might fall, he scolded. Look, maybe hes just the kind of dog who likes to be outside. I bet he comes back. I would if I were him. His grip lay loosely on her hips as his amber flecked eyes searched hers. Hell come back, he assured her again. In the meantime why dont you come back to my place and well have that beer. I might even throw in a pizza if you help me unpack. His thumb made a lazy pattern across the small of her back and her spine arched into the digit willingly. Her nipples tightened sharply and heat was rapidly building in her nether regions.JC couldnt help but smile as she backed out of his reach. It wouldnt do to have an orgasm here in front of her nice new neighbor Only a man could think of food and alcohol when in a time of crisis.So what do you like on your pizza?I get a choice?Only if you help me unpack.Im afraid to leave. What if Fluffy comes back?Fluffy? You named a dog as handsome as that Fluffy?Well in case you didnt notice, he is pretty fluffy. And nobody seems to think hes all that good-looking but you -- and of course, me.Really? Well, theres no accounting for taste. I happen to think hes magnificent.JCs heart fluttered in her chest. Why should she care if he liked her dog? So do I. Do you really think hell come back?He grinned at her. Im betting on it. Some dogs just need to roam. Hell get hungry and hell come back.Youre not just saying that because you need help unpacking, are you?Well, yeah its part of my devious plan to get you to help me find a place for my paper plates. After that, Im going to seduce you. His teasing eyes burned in the darkening bedroom.JC shivered with a chuckle. Okay, but the pizzas on you. Hold the seduction please .Chapter FourJC was busily rearranging his kitchen cabinets when the pizza arrived. Max set plates out for the both of them at his scarred-oak kitchen table and lit a candle.He pulled a chair out for her and gestured for her to sit with an inviting smile. Cmon, youve been working hard over there. Sit and relax, I want to get to know my new neighbor.Could we do that in the biblical sense, please ? Jesus, what was wrong with her? Her nipples had taken on a life of their own and the downstairs portion of her body felt like it had just gone through the rinse cycle of a washing machine. She was eyeing him up like he was the only heterosexual male at a convention for gays. Her eyes strayed to the tight press of his jeans as he leaned back in his chair. Now, there was a package to behold and not the kind a girl normally got under her Christmas tree.Whoa, chill out, JC . Chill nothing, he was sexy and she was sure to begin panting any second. An urge to run her tongue over those luscious lips prompted her to sit up straight in her chair and attack her pizza with vigor. Shoving food in her mouth had to be better than forcing herself on this poor, unsuspecting man. Her mouth watered and it wasnt over the pizza.Have you lived here long?JC shrugged her shoulders as she wiped her mouth. About five years in this apartment. I moved here when my folks moved to Florida to retire.Not a Florida kind of girl, huh? I need the change of seasons personally.So did she. So when her parents announced they were moving to Florida , JC had kissed them on the cheek and waved goodbye. No thongs for this girl. I like the change of season too. It just doesnt seem like Christmas if its eighty degrees and green. Besides, I have the salon I couldnt leave.He chuckled. Yeah and I love the mountains. Not too many of those in Florida . You own a salon?Co-own. My partner is my friend from high school. Shes married now, so she works much less. Where do you come from, somewhere here in Jersey ?Yeah, I come from Columbia .Columbia ? The sticks . What brings you to this part of Jersey ?He tipped his head back as he took a swig of beer. Business.Business? Who gave a damn about business when you could watch Max drink a beer? His lips worked the bottle like a hooker worked Forty-Second Street , the muscles convulsing as he took a long pull and smiled at her with satisfaction.JC stuffed more pizza in her mouth. Between bites she asked, Business? What kind of business?A little bit of this and a little of that. Mostly preservation. Wildlife preservation.Well, was that vague enough for you ? So he was into the environment. What did she care what he did? She just wanted to screw his brains out.OMIGOD . Did she just think that? Oh yes, indeed she had. What the fuck?Max leaned across the table and pulled some cheese from her chin, gently pushing it into the corner of her mouth. The tip of her tongue grazed his finger briefly before he slid it over her lower lip. Their eyes locked.JC gulped, but she couldnt pull her gaze from his. Maxs brown, amber flecked eyes mesmerized her, dragging her toward him. Her breathing became short as they stared at one another and so did Maxs.When he spoke it was low and harsh. Christ, Im having some pretty risqué thoughts about you right now, JC.Offended yep, thats exactly what she should be. However, she wasnt and JC wasnt exactly sure why not. She just wasnt. She was tempted and if that made her a tramp, then tramp on, girl! R-risqué? Squeaking -- she was squeaking.Leaning into her, he laid his chest over the table, bracing his hands on it, and inched toward her lips. Definitely.JCs nipples tightened to sharp points and poked at her sweater. Okay, she was going to walk on the wild side, go out on a limb. And those risqué thoughts are?Maxs eyes narrowed, his lips speaking words that didnt offend her, they made her wild with lust. Slowly and precisely he said, I dont know if youre ready to hear them.Oh, but she was, silly man her tongue ran over her bottom lip, and her throat was dry when she said, Try me.Maxs nostrils flared and his eyes flashed dark and brooding. I want to spread your legs and bury myself between themOoooh. Oh oh oh. Oh, my .JCs thoughts exploded as a visual of Max throwing her on top of the table and ripping her jeans off flashed into her minds eye. She squirmed in her chair, barely able to contain the impulse to rip her clothes off for him. O-okay she said on an intake of air. JC burned, her breasts ached and her pussy throbbed with a need -- that in her thirty years of life, shed never before experienced.Max was abrupt as he stood, knocking his chair over behind him and grabbing her so fast she clutched his bulky arms to steady herself. His hands yanked her roughly to him, pressing her hips flush to his and grinding against her roughly.Max bent JC back over the table, shoving the pizza to the floor as the bottles of beer fell and the glass shattered on the tile. It was a vague, distant sound in JCs ears, dominated by the pounding of her heart and the ache between her legs. His eyes never left her face as he positioned himself between her legs, sliding her roughly to him.Max unzipped his jeans with slow ease, pushing them down over his lean hips. His cock, hard and thick, fell forward onto her thigh. JCs hands clenched into tight fists, so strong was the desire to reach between them and clasp it. Max hiked her legs over his hips and put both hands on either side of her body. His eyes devoured her as he rubbed his cock between her legs, still in jeans. It throbbed between them, so hot she could feel it through her clothing, scraping the cleft between her thighs and making her hips rise to meet his thrusts.JC was nearly frantic to feel her skin against his, but Max didnt remove her jeans. Instead he laid over her and cupped her breasts -- breasts that arched upward for his touch. He shoved her shirt and bra out of the way, stroking them, thumbing her nipples until she gasped. Still Max watched her, intense and penetrating just before he pressed his hot mouth to her breast and enveloped a nipple.JCs body reacted violently, her back bowing as she gripped the sides of the table and molten fire licking at her cunt. Max pulled at the tight peak, tugging it away from her body as he rolled his tongue over it. She clenched her eyes shut and fought a scream, half-filled with frustration, half with indefinable pleasure. The steel of his flesh rubbing between her legs, coupled with his hands on her breast was more than she could bear.A whimper escaped her lips when Max reached between them and cupped her pussy, dragging his thumb over the cleft. She wanted him to take her clothes off and ram into her, hard and heated. Her breath was raspy as she squirmed beneath him, straining to the feel of his lips and hands. Leaning over her, he let his tongue find her exposed belly, kissing it as he worked his mouth over her lower abdomen and down between her legs. Max nipped at her through her jeans and JC stopped breathing as teeth grazed, her heart throbbing and every nerve on fire with pounding heat.His big hands tore at the button on her jeans, and dragged her zipper down, tearing them off in a swift motion and taking her panties with them. JC felt the brush of his naked thighs between hers and the slide of his hands as he lifted her hips in them. Maxs hot cock slipped between the lips of her pussy, caressing her clit, moving in the wet recesses.JC gripped his wrists as he cupped her ass, kneading the flesh, massaging it. She wrapped her legs around him, silently pleading with him to enter her. She gyrated her hips, begging to be impaled, thinking of nothing but the stiff length that teased her.Forceful and hard, Max plunged into her, and JC threw her head back, arching up into him and digging her nails into his wrists. He filled her with searing heat, stretching her until she thought she might explode. Each plunge was slow to begin, picking up speed as he ground against her. JCs muscles clenched around his length, and her legs tightened around his waist. Max pulled her roughly toward him with each thrust as their hips crashed together. His jaw clenched tightly and his throat arched, tensing.Her nipples turned to tight beads as climax tore at her, screaming for release. Max hissed sharply when he slid nimble fingers between her legs, spreading her flesh. He mumbled something incoherent as he found her clit, swollen and throbbing, caressing it until JC couldnt prolong the need to come.From somewhere deep within her a howl boiled to the surface, erupting and shattering the silence, tearing from her throat and rocking her whole body.Her legs clamped his waist as she pushed upward, meeting the slick slide of his cock one last time before feeling the heat of his release, thick and plentiful. Max yelled into the silence along with her, long and loud.A slow descent from the madness shed just experienced began as her body calmed. Tears stung her eyes as the room around her came into focus and she slowly drifted back to where she was.Never. Not in all her sexual experience had she ever had an orgasm like that, rich in texture, well defined and so sharply sweet. JC released Maxs wrists as she heaved with each breath she took, closing her eyes so she didnt have look at him.Maxs hands soothed her skin, sliding over it with gentle fingers. Look at me, JC.Um, no. I think not . She couldnt look at him after that wanton display of lust. Only sluts boinked guys theyd known but mere hours. Jesus, all hed done was order her pizza and she was buck naked on his table, slapping her legs around his waist, banging him for all she was worth.JC shook her head. No , she would not look at him. Eye contact was absolutely out of the question.Maxs hand cupped her chin and dragged her face upward. Look at me, now , JC.Mm-mm. She shook her head again.His sigh was long. JC, look at me.No.Well, why the hell not?No.Youre behaving badly. Its not nice to ignore the man who just made love to you on his kitchen table.Pass the salt . No.Now, cmon. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Max laid over her. Letting his full weight rest on her and using two fingers, he pried one of her eyes open.As he came into focus, her heart lurched. God, he was so sexy. His cheeks were ruddy from their lovemaking and his eyes were amused at her refusal to look at him.Go away, she said from clenched teeth.He shook his head. Nope, and Im not letting you up until you open your eyes and talk to me.JC kept her one eye closed and shook her head.Max shifted his hips, withdrawing from her. If you dont look at me, Ill make you stay in the wet spot, he threatened jokingly.And it was wet. JC squirmed. What do you want to talk about?What we just did, he said on a chuckle.Did he want a blow-by-blow? JC, here, reporting for Screw-U, live from my hunky, brand spanking new neighbor Maxs kitchen table. Woo, baby, did I ever just do it with a guy I knew all of a couple of hours. Does that put me in the schtupping Hall of Fame? Yup, thats me down here, underneath all this finely sculpted flesh We just had sexHe nudged her with his nose. Yeah, we did kind of suddenly. Are you freaked out?Oh, no me? Freaked out? HAH! I do this sort of thing all the time. Why just last week when the guy upstairs moved in I tickled his fancy too, except the location was different. We used his friggin countertops . Jesus Christ in a mini skirt! Yes, yes I am freaked out, she said with incredible calm, defying her stomachs jumbled mess.I dont do this as a rule, JC.No, no of course not. I mean really, how often does a man find himself screwing the first female he sees? Next to never, right? That would be so un-male-like . Women were more prone to sex with complete strangers Im sure, she retorted back.He let go of her eye and bracketed either side of her face. No, youre not sure, but you will be.I think I have to go. I need to see if Fluffys come back. Hell be hungry, she said flatly.Max nuzzled her face with his nose, slipping down her cheek to her ear where he nibbled on the silver stud earring she always wore. JC felt the heat rise in her cheeks again as shivers coursed along her spine and her body rose to press to his of its own accord. Max sneezed hard in her ear, jolting his whole body and making her jump.Bless you.He sneezed again and his eyes began to tear. Im sorry, are those earrings silver?Um, yeah. JC finally opened her eyes and scanned Maxs face as it became red and blotchy. Are you okay? Whats wrong?He pushed himself off of her as fast as he could, swiping at his mouth with his arm as a series of sneezes wracked his body.JC sat up, yanking her sweater down, and asked, Whats wrong?Max shook his head as he rubbed his eyes with the bottom of his T-shirt. JC couldnt tear her eyes from the lower half of him. The contours of his well-muscled thighs bulged as he walked back and forth across the floor. Its okay. Im -- ahchoo allergic to silver is all, he said on another watery sneeze. Ahchoo, ahchoo, ahchoo .JC took the opportunity to slip off the table, scoop her pants up and find the bathroom. She located it and cleaned up, throwing her pants on and grabbing some toilet paper for Max for lack of tissues.Feeling much more secure clothed, JC tapped the gloriously half-naked Max on the shoulder. Here, I think you need these and I have to go.Max grabbed her arm with one hand as he wiped his eyes with the other. He threw the tissue on the floor and walked her backwards toward the counter. You cant leave until you kiss me goodbye. He smirked at her, winking one bloodshot eye.JC found her body had its own ideas as it molded to his. His cock was again hard and pressing against her thigh. Heat assaulted her in sharp pinpricks and she knew she had to leave before she clung to his thigh like a contestant on Survivor clung to a granola bar. I have to go, she said firmly.Maxs lips found hers, touching them with a whisper of a caress. Not before you kiss me goodbye. You dont think you can just love me and leave me, do you?JC couldnt stop the giggle that escaped her lips. Okay, one and then I hit the road, Jack.Its Max, he teased, a name you wont soon forget. And then his lips crushed hers as his tongue slid into her mouth, making her gasp.They hadnt kissed, not even when they made love, but nothing could have prepared her for the surge of electricity that passed between them. Her tongue dueled with his, meeting him stroke-for-stroke until she found her arms wrapped securely around his neck, standing on tippey toe to taste as much of him as she could.The firm slide of his lips and the hot press of his cock made her head spin. Max groaned when she ran her nails over his scalp and moved his hips, pushing against her.Hookay. Time to go, otherwise she was going to get her jammies and pink fuzzy bunny slippers with the plastic eyes and move the hell in with him.JC tore her lips from his, their breathing ragged and said, Thanks for the pizza er, its been -- well -- What the hell did you say after a one-night stand? Fun? Nice? The best orgasm in the history of JC orgasms?Ducking under his arms she called, Goodnight, over her shoulder and ran to the door, pulling it open and zipping next door. His laughter followed her across the hall as he called back, Tomorrow. Ill see you tomorrow night.JC closed the door behind her and leaned up against it, just breathing. Oh, GOD ! Shed slept with her neighbor Jesus, he wasnt even in the building more than a few hours and she was all over him like ketchup on fries. Her face flushed and her nipples tightened at the mere thought the visual of him naked evoked.JC wandered to the bathroom, stripping her clothes off to shower when a thought struck her. Shed just had the most incredible sex of her life what if he never wanted to have sex with her again? What if she really was just a one-night stand?It took her breath away Max may well have used her and she would never get to use him back because shed behaved like a child. That would mean theyd never get jiggy again.Well, damn.JC shook her head as if that would help to clear the muddled mess her brain was in. What was she thinking? Climbing into the shower she let the hard spray pound on her head. Maybe it would knock some sense into her. So he was good in bed er, table big deal. Other guys were good in bed, she was sure of it. Shed just never experienced it. So what if he didnt want to have sex with her again. That was just fine.Yeah, who needed orgasms that rocked the planet and did the earth moving thing?Not JC Jensen not a lot anyway.JC stepped from the shower and toweled off, heading toward her bedroom. Her heart sank -- shed forgotten about Fluffy and it was freezing in here. Her eyes flew to the window. Theyd left it open shit. Gathering the towel around her she tucked it between her breasts and closed the window.A cold, wet nose sniffed under the edge of her towel. JC flew around, kneeling down and throwing her arms around Fluffys neck. Dammit, Fluff, dont do that to me. I was worried sick about you!Fluffy licked her ear, then backed away and fiercely shook his head before he sneezed.Chapter FiveCut it out, Fluff! Stop yanking my crank and cmon. Youre going to the vet like it or not, especially after that little rendezvous last night. Didja get laid?Fluffy cocked his head. Why, yes, yes I did indeed get laid .Because if you did, we could be in big trouble. Can you see the look on Mrs. Edwards face if I have to explain how her Chihuahua , Phoebe, got knocked up by you ? JC shook her head as she tugged harder on the leash, dragging a reluctant Fluffy out the door and down the stairs. She glanced briefly at the apartment across the way, then tugged his collar more firmly, leading him the rest of the way down the stairs and to her car.Aha methinks the lady digs me .That put a skip in Fluffys stride as he followed behind JC and hopped into the back seat of her car. The vets office wasnt so bad.It could be worse sorta.When hed heard her make the appointment on the phone this morning, he had to wonder if a rabies shot would hurt his human form, but then he didnt have a lot of choices short of shifting right before her very eyes. That might freak her, especially in light of last night.JC kissed the tip of his nose. Youre a good boy, snookums. Now behave when we get to the vet or youll be in big-doggy-shit. Fluffy licked her nose in response.Yeah, yeah Good. Hed be good. Fluffy sat up and rested his head on JCs shoulder from the back seat of her small car, burying his nose in her hair.Damn, she smelled good. He couldnt wait for the day to be over so he could drag her back to his apartment and bury his nose elsewhere. Last night was equally explosive for him. Hed wanted to rip her clothes off and keep her naked until she screamed for mercy.Wait until she found out who he was. Then shed really scream but shed adjust, he soothed himself. Finding out your dog was also your lover had to weird a chick out. Of course he wasnt a dog , he was a wolf .Somehow, he had to get her to come back home with him to the woods where his pack lived. Hed take it from there. Eva said it would be okay and hed have to trust that. He also had to admit she was right, even if she did prophesize from a bowl of chicken soup. Hed never felt the supposed bond his pack members spoke of until meeting JC. Now that hed found his mate, he wasnt letting her go.As they pulled into the driveway of the vets office, his stomach rumbled. Hed skipped his morning kibble and now he was paying for it.JC came around the car and popped the door open. Cmon, handsome. Now I want a solemn promise youll behave. This is a public outing. No growling, menacing showing of the teeth or biting. Hear me? She ruffled his ears and pulled him toward the door of the vet.Well, that pretty much left all of the good clean fun out of the question. He trotted behind her and refused to acknowledge the leash, averting his eyes.It was pink .Jesus, how did she get a pink leash? Was there no dignity?JC went to the reception desk while all of the nice doggies and kitties eyeballed him from the waiting area.As JC talked with the receptionist, Fluffy sat beside her and squirmed. If the other animals could talk theyd make fun of him, he could sense it.Was it his hair? Hed caught a glimpse of it today in that full length mirror JC had on the back of her door it was fluffy.Patrons of the vet in the waiting area scooped up their smaller animals and tucked them safely in their laps with wary looks directed at him.Good, this was as it should be , he thought. He was, after all, a wolf -- as in the Red Riding Hood variety -- and hed chomp them all into little pieces if they dared crack wise.JC led him to an empty chair and grabbed a magazine, keeping the leash held tight in her hand. Fluffy slumped down to the floor and sighed. A rabies shot of all the indignitiesA French poodle eyed him from the corner of the room. Fluffy eyed him back, staring him down. The toy poodle, in all his curly white, pink bowed splendor, growled a warning. He wore a sweater that said Precious.Fluffy snorted. Yeah, okay, cmon, Precious. Ya wanna piece a this ? Fluffy opened his mouth a bit and gave the delicate poodle with the stupid pink bows a gander at his teeth.The poodle backed away, cowering under his owners chair with a yip in weak defense.Thats right, back away from the big, bad wolf slowly, bucko .A dachshund came trailing in, yipping and jumping beside his owners feet unleashed. Fluffy buried his head under his paws to silence the sharp bark.Gawd, they were yappy little beasts, neurotic, nervous balls of hair.A nose nudged his. Lifting his head he stared into the soft, doe-like eyes of the dachshund. It backed away in a playful stance and barked again, its auburn hair, shiny and long, bounced and behaved quite nicely, he mused. Must be nice to have such a manageable coat.Christ, could a guy get a break here?Wow, hes big, huh? The owner of the dachshund assessed Fluffy with a whistle.Fluffy would have smiled cockily if he could have. Why yes, thank you. Indeed I am big and if you dont make your wee little friend get the fuck off me, Im going to indulge in some dachshund delight .JC chuckled, Yes, he is big and he seems to like your dog, which, based on his past performance, is unusual. What a good boy, Fluffy! JC praised him.Yes, he was a good dog. Good, good, good .The little dachshund gnawed on one of Fluffys ears contentedly. He wondered absently -- as he fought not to chomp on the critters leg -- if everyone in his pack had suffered this same humiliation on their lifemate quest? He didnt remember anyone coming home to the pack and regaling tales of trips to PETsMART or the vet .Whats your dogs name? JC asked.The elderly man sat beside her. Killer.Killer? Killer ? What the fuck was that? How did he end up with a name like Fluffy when this dog with ADHD had a name like Killer ?This was grossly unjust.And your dogs name?Fluffy.The old man coughed, clearing his throat. Er, Fluffy?He felt the whole room go silent and then a twitter rippled through the crowded waiting room. They were mocking him. He could feel it right down to his doggy toes, er, paws.He felt like a boy named Sue.Hed show them Fluffy all right. Fluffy sat up, knocking Killer off his back, sending him skittering sideways on the smooth tiled floor and stiffened his spine, like he was lord of the jungle, growling low and threatening.JCs foot gave him a nudge without breaking a stride in her conversation. It was a warning.Oh shit. Good -- he was supposed to be good. Crap. He slumped back down and Killer went to town on his ear again.JC Jenson and Fluffy? a pretty nurse from behind the reception desk called. She came around and popped her head out the door and her eyes widened when she took in Fluffy.Thats right, girlie. Be afraid, be very afraid .Cmon, big guy. Lets go and you behave , JC admonished as she rose and tugged his pink leash.Fluffy strolled past all of the mean puppies who had silently mocked him, holding his head high. The nice nurse backed up against the door as far as she could as they passed her. He looked back at the crowd of she-she-foo-foo dogs with their stupid sweaters and hair bows and smirked as if to say, See how scary I am? Even the nurse is afraid of me.Fluffy trotted off behind JC, admiring her ass as they entered the examining room. He yawned and sat beside her, nuzzling her leg.When the doctor came in the door, he stopped dead in his tracks and gave Fluffy the once over.Thaaats right, Doc . Fluffy stuck his chest out. Im mean and ugly and I aint afraid of you and your needles .Ms. Jensen, Im Doctor Jacobs. So this is Fluffy when you said he was unusual, I didnt realize how unusual.JCs laugh tinkled through the sterile air. The animal shelter said he might be part wolf.Dr. Jacobs knelt in front of Fluffy and scratched his head. Hey, big guy. Fluffy eyed him nonchalantly. Hello, Dr. Jacobs. Nice to meet you. Could we do this thing? Im hungry and I want to go home . Damn, he should have hunted last night instead of laying around thinking about JC.I think were going to need help getting him on the scale, Dr. Jacobs commented as Fluffy caught him covertly eyeing JCs breasts.Well, well like my woman, do you ?The doctor poked his head out and called for assistance. A big, burly woman with a mean looking face pushed her way in and stood with her arms crossed, waiting to be instructed.Wait, they were going to pick him up and put him on the scale? Fluffy sucked in his gut. Shit As Florence Nightingale grabbed him around his torso he let his body go slack. Her flat, round face turned red as she huffed and puffed to schlep him over to the scale, plopping him down unceremoniously on the cool metal.Dr. Jacobs perused the scale, giving sidelong glances to JCs breasts Wow, hes one hundred and fifty poundsOf lean, mean, fighting machine, and dont you forget it .I think watching what he eats would be a good thing. Hes not overweight, but Id definitely say hes on the husky side and could run toward heavy. Hes a big dog. Youll have to watch his hips. Id ration his food carefully.He doesnt seem to like the food I chose for him. Hes been dumping it behind the refrigerator, but he sure likes my steak, JC answered.Guilty , he thought. How the hell can a wolf live on kibble alone? A diet? He didnt need a frickin diet but hed better watch his protein nonetheless. He didnt need hip trouble.Hows his temperament? Is he difficult, lazy?Lazy please. And difficult? Not a lot just when asshole doctors are busy checking out my chick or her stupid ex-boyfriend shows up .JC grimaced as she came to stand by Fluffy. Well, he is very overprotective and somehow he keeps getting out of the house. I think he likes to roam. It concerns me that he might get a disease.Dr. Jacobs pried Fluffys mouth open with two fingers and frowned. Gingivitis he mumbled. His teeth are pretty yellow. He could use a good cleaning.He did not either have gingivitis. Fluffy let out a low, resonant growl because it was pissing him off that this guys fingers were in his mouth accusing him of bad oral hygiene.Dr. Jacobs jerked his hand out of Fluffys mouth and watched him skeptically for signs he might rip his hand off at the wrist.The thought grew in appeal.Well, there was just no pleasing this man was there? He was too fat. His teeth were yellow. He should be on a diet. He was grouchyHe has fleas, Dr. Jacobs said.And to top it all off he had fucking fleas the mere thought made him use his hind leg to scratch furiously at his back.JC nodded. I bathed him when I brought him home and did one of those flea dips.Dr. Jacobs looked up and smiled at JC, his eyes sweeping over her lush body. You did the right thing by bringing him in. He needs his shots to begin with and we can recommend a healthy diet. As to his roaming, well, that could be cured by neutering him.His testicles shrank, tucking themselves safely to his body to protect them from the scalpel.Hookay. No more Dr. Jacobs. There will be no whacking off of the balls, thank you kindly . It was time to go home or the nice doctor was going to get the surprise of the millennium when he shifted into human form and clocked him one right in his doctor-like face.Ill have to wait on something like that. Its really expensive and this visit alone is costing a fortune, JC said.Finally, someone with a measure of sanity.Dr. Jacobs chuckled. I understand, he said as he patted Fluffy on his backside. Well get you all set up. Vitamins, flea powder, toothbrush, the works. For now, he needs his shots. Gerta, would you help me lift Fluffy to the examining table?Gerta scooped him up again and dumped him on the table. JC came to stand in front of him, giving him the opportunity to bury his snout in her breasts. Fluffy sighed contentedly.Dr. Jacobs grabbed the scruff of his neck. Hang onto him would you, Gerta?Nurse Ratchet placed her arms around his torso and JC held his nose in the palm of her hands. Itll only hurt for a minute, Cujo. So behave, hear me?Behave, behave, behave. If he kept behaving hed have no nuts, he mused as the sharp sting of the needle penetrated his thick skin.Fuck it. That hurt. Fluffy let out a howl of discomfort, shrill and piercing.Dr. Jacobs held his ears.Good. He hoped they rang for days on end.Chapter SixJC took Fluffy home and he collapsed on the floor of her bedroom, snoring softly. She smiled at his big body sprawled out in sleep. Poor thing, one trip to the vet and he was as meek as a kitten. She rubbed the top of his head with affection, then got up. Closing the bedroom door behind her she set out to clean her apartment and forget about Max. Hed niggled at the back of her brain all day long and now it was time to abolish him completely. With like cleansers and stuff.Her nipples tightened just thinking of him.Shit. What was she going to do? The man lived next door to her and shed nailed him in less than two hours. He was going to label her the apartment house slut and move on to his next prey. Talk about easyJC found some old sweats and a T-shirt, changed into them and dug under her kitchen sink to find her cleaning products. Like scrubbing the grout on the kitchen tile was going to wash away the memory of last night.She slammed the bucket full of hot water down on the floor and tied her hair back. No man was going to make her tingle like that. So there or was that no man had ever made her tingle like that before ?Oh, what difference did it make? Shed done something totally out of character and behaved like the apartment house slut in the process. There was no taking that back now.Hey, good lookin. How goes it? a deep voice rumbled from her doorway.Damn, she really should remember to lock the friggin door so lust evokers like Max couldnt get in. JCs heart skipped two beats and her legs wobbled from her position on the floor, which just happened to be ass end up.Good gravy .Without looking up, JC mumbled, Fine, thanks.Max came to stand over her, his boot clad feet at her eye level. JC? Are we still not looking at me?He was a real brain surgeon.Max knelt down in front of her and propped her chin up with his finger. Answer me.Her eyes scanned his deep blue ones. Did one-night stands come back to have a two-night stand? Why do I need to look at you?Because you think I think youre loose.JC groaned. And what of it? Did they have to discuss it? Maybe do a little therapy as a couple over it? Im cleaning my floor. I dont have time to think about whether you think Im loose. Not really anyway.His lips moved closer to hers as he grazed them with a whisper of a kiss. JCs stomach did a nosedive and her loins joined it. I dont think youre loose. I do think you should come have dinner with me and we can get to know one another.Dinner? Where? In the den of iniquity across the way? Oh, no. She was not going back to Two-C. No way. Where? she asked tentatively.Max grinned and winked. My apartment.No, no, no. What time?Max nuzzled her jaw and avoided her ear. Six.Sex at six worked. Should I bring anything?Pulling her upward he fit her body to his. Nope. Just you.And my libido? JC gulped. Okay.He smiled just before his mouth moved over hers and he slipped his tongue between her lips. JCs body had a will of its own as it molded to Maxs and she let the silky slip of tongue taste her own. A sigh escaped her. His kiss was like coming home to something she didnt fully understand and at the moment didnt care to ponder. It was familiar, yet new and unidentifiable. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her breasts strained against his hard chest.Ouch! Max yelped as he tore his lips from hers. His hand went to the back of his neck and he rubbed it.Whats wrong?Max shrugged his shoulders and smiled again. Just a kink in my neck, which I assure you will be fine by the time you get to my place for dinner and that means I have to go if Im going to cook.JC couldnt help but laugh. Are you going to dial the pizza guy up again?He squeezed her one last time around the waist before letting her go. Hey, I can dial more than just the pizza guy. I have all sorts of take-out menus. Youll see, and Ill see you tonight, he said over his shoulder with a wink. Max shut the door behind him and JC sank to a kitchen chair, her knees weak and her thoughts fuzzy.There was just no resisting him. Max was virile and funny and hotter than molten lava and shed had the best sex of her life with him. What was a girl to do when he blatantly made his intentions clear?He wants to make you dinner, tramp. He didnt say anything about more sex .Well, why not? Was she unattractive? Did he just want to make up for being a cad and ripping her clothes off the night before by making her dinner? Was he a man-tramp with a conscience?That would suck. She didnt need a kiss-off meal, thank you.The phone rang -- a sharp shrill intrusion on her thoughts. Diving across the kitchen, JC grabbed it. Hello.Its Max.Ah, the man-tramp calling to cancel. JC tried to sound casual, like it didnt bother her at all. Whats up?Could you leave the earrings off tonight? My eyes watered for an hour after you left.If he kept his lips to himself he neednt worry, now need he? But she found herself chuckling instead and said, Okay, no earrings.His deep rumble of a laugh came through the receiver. Cool. Ill see you at six. Bye, JC.JC hung up breathless and pissed at herself for agreeing to do anything. If this was a kiss-off meal then so be it.It better be good.\*Yak, yak, yak. Fluffy yawned and eyed the alarm clock on the bedside table. If JC didnt quit talking to him like he was an Oprah episode shed be late for their dinner date and so would he. Good thing hed snuck off and pre-ordered everything. His stomach growled, intruding on their little heart-to-heart. Christ, he could devour a stable full of steer.I dont know, Fluffy, what do you think? I mean why would he want to make me dinner if he just wanted to make up for last night? JC sat at the edge of her bed and played with the edge of her red, silky dress.Damn she looked hot in it.This is nuts dont you think, Fluff? We hardly know each other and I had sex with him. I never do things like that. Ive never had a one-night stand.Good to know, now get over it because its going to happen again and again and again . Tonight if he could help it.But hes so incredibly magnetic. When I see Max, hear his voice, Im drawn to him and I cant stop myself and I cant explain it.Fluffy stretched from his place on the floor and cocked his head toward her. Naturally his cock rose to the occasion of sex with JC.I will not have sex with him again tonight. And thats a promise --What? No sex? Fluffys ears perked up. Wait a minute here-- no matter how sexy he is. Im only asking to be hurt and I dont need that. He lives right across the hall. How will I feel when he dumps me and moves on to the next available woman?Oh that was low. JC didnt even know him and she was making assumptions and not very nice ones either.He was not a player.But he was in a hurry. According to Eva if he didnt get a fire under his ass and present JC to the pack soon, that bad mojo thing was going to happen. None of it made sense to him, but he wasnt risking any bad karma. God knew the pack didnt need any trouble. They were in deep -- just in misfits alone. Another thing he didnt have time to dwell on. Being the Alpha male of his pack was nothing short of organized chaos.Flopping back on the bed, JC stared up at the ceiling. If she didnt get her cute butt in gear he wouldnt have enough time to shift, let alone set the table. Okay, enough of this. JC knew him all of one night and theyd done the wild thing for the better part of it. She was worried about something that she didnt quite understand and he didnt have a lot of time to dwell on how to get her back to the pack while trying to make her understand. So he had to move quickly or hed be lifemate-less and that was beginning to disturb him far more than hed anticipated.Jumping up on the bed with his front paws he licked her cheek, then headed for the door, signaling the need to go potty as she called it. JC ruffled the top of his head. Okay, Ill walk you before I have to go to Maxs. Will you be okay alone for a little while?Yeah, yeah, lets go already . He pranced on the floor and JC chuckled, snapping his leash onto his collar. When she opened the door to the apartment he bolted, yanking free of her and running as fast as he could down the stairs. JC yelled after him, but he ignored her in favor of his opportunity to fly through the door just as someone else was coming in.Bad dog , he thought, no biscuits for you . He was going to be in a shit load of trouble when JC got home.Now he just needed to shift, shave and change. Oh, and brush his teeth so they wouldnt be yellow . Stupid vet. He couldnt help it that his wolf form had bad teeth. They worked just fine when he was gnawing on meat.Shaking off his brisk run, Max/Fluffy stopped in the alleyway under his apartment to shift. He clenched his teeth, gritting them.Nothing.Well, shit. Must be all the shifting getting to him.Okay, Max, my boy, focus . Think tall, dark and handsome. He willed himself to relax as the tension from his wolf form released in small bursts. The crunch of bone flexing and stretching took over. He busied himself thinking about JC until he stood erect and in human form.Ahh, that was better. Max cracked his neck and looked down.Oops .Fuck, he was naked and it was more than a little evident hed been thinking of JC. Despite the cold night air, his little buddy didnt seem to feel the effects.Sighing, he climbed up the stairwell to his window and slipped into the warm apartment. Seeing the time on the microwave he rushed to throw some plates and silverware on the table, then headed for the shower.He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror and stopped to inspect his teeth. Pulling his lips back he examined them.Max snorted. He did not have gingivitis.Chapter SevenDamn dog. Maybe having him neutered was exactly what he needed , JC thought as she knocked on Maxs door. Max opened it smiling and smelling of a vaguely familiar cologne. His burgundy knit shirt hugged his muscled chest and jeans that fit snugly over every ripple in his thighs made her mouth water.JCs nipples responded in kind. Hells bells. Girls, could you please give me a break? Absolutely no sex. Are we clear? We are celibate -- as in sexless in Hoboken .Maxs eyes roamed over her body appreciatively before he leaned in to kiss her cheek and murmured, I like red on you.Her body leaned against his momentarily before she reminded herself this was a non-sex date.No sex .Letting Max lead her into the kitchen, she hung back just enough to keep a distance between them. Pulling out a chair, he offered it to her and she sat down, scooting around his bulky frame to avoid touching him.I hope you like steak, he said.Yes, steak, no sex, please . I like steak. JC smiled politely.Good. Max began to bring covered dishes to the table. Whatever it was it smelled heavenly. Steak Diane, he commented absently as he served her.Yeah, Ill bet. Did Diane teach you to make it too? As he placed his serving of steak on his plate, JC grimaced. It jiggled.Max sat down beside her and chuckled at the face she made. I love mine rare, but I pegged you for a medium kind of girl.JC cut into hers and found that it was just right. After she slid a piece in her mouth she decided Max could cook for her anytime.Cook, but not boink. No boinking. Nosexnosexnosex .They talked about a little of everything as they ate and JC found herself warming to his every word, giggling like a stupid girl in high school when he said something clever. Which was nearly every sentence that came out of his mouth.He was particularly quiet when they talked family, mentioning only that he came from a large brood and they all lived back in Columbia . Then why would he move so far away? The smile on his face told her he obviously loved them. JC decided not to push the issue as she gabbed about her own parents and her salon.JC helped him clear the dishes. The moment they were washed and dried she said, Well, Max, this was very nice. Thank you. I dont think Ive had a meal that was this good in a long time. JC began to back away toward the kitchen doorway. So maybe we can do this again sometime, okay? That was very noncommittal. She congratulated herself.Max was beside her in a matter of seconds, hovering over her with his big body. You were going to just eat and run? I feel cheap, used, he teased.Hah! She could teach him a thing or two about cheap. Well, Fluffy he ran away again and I have to go see if he came -- his lips brushed hers --back Oh, hell he was doing that magnetism thing and it was making her knees like butter. JCs hands went to his chest to push him away, but instead she found they kneaded the flesh beneath them.Fluffy came home last night, didnt he? he asked as he nibbled at her naked earlobe.Y-esss, she hissed when his tongue found the rim of her ear.Then why dont you stay a little longer, his words enticed her.I cant, Max. I just dont do things like His large hand cupped her breast through the thin material of her dress.Like this? he asked as he began to move them together, thumbing a tight nipple.JC arched toward the caress. Yes, like this.Max groaned against her neck, I dont usually either, JC. I dont make a habit out of having sex with someone I dont know, but with you it was different.Oh, she was going to fall for his bullshit. She could feel it between her legs. What the hell? What was another roll in the sheets of lust between neighbors? It beat giving him a casserole.The only thing she could do was respond to him. Her will to leave his apartment un-ravished was gone. Max took her silence for acquiescence and scooped her up, carrying her to his bedroom and laying her on his big bed. The sheets were cool on her back and countered her heated skin. Closing her eyes, JC damned her slut theory to hell as her nipples beaded and a rush of white-hot heat slithered between her thighs. Max pulled his knit shirt over his head, tearing off his jeans. JC was treated to a closer look at the finely sculpted Max. Ripples of muscle led to narrowed hips and long, lean legs. He stole the air from her lungs when her eyes landed on his cock. JC had never spent much time appreciating a mans body, but Maxs was something to behold. His erection was thick and firm, jutting forward, and her heart sped up as she anticipated it entering her.Max slipped her shoes off and ran his tongue over her calf, nipping the skin, lifting her dress as he reached her thighs, and grazing the tender skin inside them.JC squirmed beneath the sear of his lips. Hot and firm, they swept over her skin. When Max reached her panties he growled, nudging her legs apart and hooking his thumbs under the waistband as he slid them off. His hair brushed against her thighs as he dipped his head to run his tongue over the crease between her thigh and pussy.Maxs hot breath drove her to arch upward, her legs spreading willingly as she held her breath, anticipating the unknown. Maxs fingers skimmed the outer lips of her pussy with a light touch, tracing them, separating the curls, hovering over her cunt with his lips. JCs hands went to either side of her, tensing, bracing herself for the slide of his wet tongue.His exploration was agonizingly slow, whisper light kisses of heat. He spread her flesh with two fingers and shoved a hand under her ass, gripping the flesh. JC fought the impulse to beg for him to put his mouth on her aching flesh. Maxs tongue snaked out, taking a quick swipe of her clit. JC bucked, reaching for more. Her hips lifted to meet his tongue and Max complied, making a long pass over her exposed flesh.JCs fingers tore at the blanket beneath her, clutching it to stop from grabbing Maxs head and jamming it against her cunt. Max teased her clit, tugging at the swollen bud, sending sharp jolts of electricity over her flushed skin. His thick finger slipped into her and her pussy clenched it in desperation. JC rocked against it, rolling her hips as Max licked her.Max drove his finger into her, now slick with her need. He plunged into her, latching onto her clit and suckling it. JC felt the throb between her legs catch fire. Her legs came up to wrap around Maxs thick shoulders and her gut clenched, preparing for orgasm.With her eyes clenched tightly shut, JC strained against Maxs mouth as the first tendril of electricity wound its way upward, tearing through her with the same sharp clarity of last night. She could have never anticipated this kind of rush, this wave so intense she had no choice but to ride it as it pushed her over the edge.JC came with a scream that erupted from her throat and tore at the silence of the room. Max groaned against her cunt, decreasing the pressure of his mouth as her lower body drifted back to the bed.Gasping, as Max covered her body with his, JC clung to his shoulders, digging her fingers into his flesh. His cock, hot and heavy, rested between them, but JC moved her hands down over the slope of his back to wedge between them, cradling his cock.Now Max was the one to arch up, his neck stretched back, the bulge of muscle and veins rigid and pulsing. JC pumped him with slow strokes and Maxs hips pressed toward her hand. She tugged him upward until he straddled her body, leaning back, jabbing into the warm tunnel of her hands. His balls were heavy in her hand, full and tight. Wetting her lips, JC led him to her mouth. As her tongue tentatively tasted him Max gripped her head, ran his hand over her jaw.She took him by slow increments, allowing the thick length to inch between her lips, tightening her mouth around him until she reached the base of his shaft. Maxs finger slithered into her mouth too, rubbing against her tongue, slipping under it to caress his own rock hard flesh. Her nipples tightened, scraping against his ass that now sat on her chest, but Max repositioned himself. Remaining in her mouth, he swung his legs over her so he sat behind her, making her tilt her head back, allowing his entire cock better thrust. She tugged at him, moving her head up and down, swirling her tongue over him. Max leaned over her and pushed deeper into her mouth as his hands pulled her dress up over her breasts and cupped them. He gently pinched her nipples, groaning when she wrapped her arms around his waist and sucked at his cock with force, lifting herself up to take all of him over and over.Max pulled away from her and yanked her dress off, throwing it to the floor impatiently and lying down behind her. Lifting her thigh he pulled it to drape over his hip and in one forceful plunge, positioned his cock between her legs, driving into the slick passage of her cunt. The thick invasion made JC gasp in surprise it was so sudden, but as Max drove into her, she found she wanted more. Harder, faster reaching up, JC circled his neck, digging her fingers into his scalp, slicing through the silk of his hair, pulling his head to her neck. Her ass lifted against his strokes, her pussy clenched him, milking the steel between her legs. Max splayed his hand over her waist, moving her with him, pressing her firmly against his broad chest.She felt his cock twitch within her and when his fingers drifted to her clit and his breathing was ragged JC couldnt stop the rage of climax. It sucked her in as her sole focus became his cock, taking her to a place that was beyond what shed experienced last night, beyond anything shed experienced ever.Max took his last stroke on a howl, a howl that muffled her own as she too responded to the call of her own need to let go. When she did it overwhelmed her, ripped through her, flooded her with searing heat.JC clung to Max, her breath short whistles of air. Maxs chest rose and fell against her back in a rapid rise and fall. His hands caressed her, roaming over her hips, stroking her thighs. And to think you wanted to eat and run, he chuckled near her ear.Silly, misguided her.Chapter EightJC began to feel the cool of the air and the drip of the ever infamous wet spot, bringing with it the reality of what shed done again . Her hand went to her eyes, covering them and she bit her lip.Max let go of a long sigh. Now I know what youre thinking, JC. Cut it out, he said firmly. We made love again and if I have it my way, well keep doing it.Oh, God. This man was delusional. She was never coming back here again.Suuure. She was, after all, really good at sticking to her guns, or his gunMax tilted her chin up, turning her to look at him. Now dont start. I dont think youre loose, not even a little. I dont think you do anything that moves into this apartment building and Im not going to let you deny whats between us. So stop all of those thoughts that are racing through that pretty head of yours now .Man, he talked good game.And I am not talking good game. Your prickly cynicism troubles me, miss.Her tongue moved like it was mired in mud. Max, I dont do this sort of thing. I mean we just met each other and I cant just go screwing men I hardly know and -- and -- oh, my GOD , she yelled, sitting up and ignoring the rush of semen from inside of her. We had unprotected sex, Max! JC scrambled to the edge of the bed, her stomach tight as panic settled in. Not once, but twice! JC jumped off the bed as if it burned her, taking the sheet with her, but Max followed close behind, following her to the bathroom. Oh, Jesus Christ in a mini skirt! How could she have been so fucking stupid?Max grabbed her by the shoulders and whipped her around to face him. His face was calm and that only served to infuriate her more. Ive been tested, JC. Its okay. Relax, its not your cycle Suddenly he clamped his mouth shut.Her answer came out on a high-pitched wheeze. How the fuck do you know anything about my cycle? Her cycle he was right. She knew her menstrual cycle like she knew ice cream and potato chips around that time of the month. Shed just finished her period. Relief washed over her and then panic rose again as she realized Max couldnt know anything about her cycle.JC! he commanded loudly, look at me and stop freaking out. I saw your calendar in the kitchen. I assumed the skull and crossbones sticker on it meant your period just passed.She began to laugh. That was exactly what it meant. Oh, thank the good Lord. JC leaned against him, sagging in relief. Youre right, but we still shouldnt play with fire, she mumbled against his chest.His deep chuckle bounced off the walls in the bathroom. I promise to buy condoms. Now about this tramp theory you have goin on. Cut it out. I dont do this as you call it, either. Thats the Gods honest truth. So, lets clean up and I want you to come back to bed with me. Tonight youre sleeping here, so when I wake up we can do this thing you dont do after knowing a guy only a couple of hours, again.You are a very pushy man, Max, but I cant . Fluffy will be waiting for me.Max rolled his eyes at her. Did you leave the window open and some water out for him?JC nodded.Good because he probably wont come back until morning anyway. Now move that cute ass of yours, he commanded with a smile as he went to the sink and began rinsing a cloth. He handed it to her and turned to leave. Youre not going anywhere, so lets go.The idea of sleeping near Max all night long held great appeal. The desire to lie pressed closely to him made her shiver. His forceful tone no longer cajoled her and she found herself responding to his demands. Nobody told her what to do, but when Max had it made her feel strangely safe.JC cleaned up and wrapped the sheet around her, waddling back out to the bed where Max lay sprawled out. He oozed sex appeal as he patted the bed. Cmere, woman, now .JC had no will left to resist him as shaky, sex weary legs carried her to the bed. Climbing in beside him, JC snuggled closer to his side as Max enveloped her in his strong embrace.Well, this was A-okay. He was warm and hard and her neighbor that shed known just over a day.Max shook her gently and chided, Stop thinking that. By tomorrow itll be like youve always known me.Oh, good , she thought as sleep crept in, that would cut out a lot of time consuming crap the getting to know you process presented .Oy .\*JC woke to the sound of Maxs harsh, whispered hiss.I said okay, Derrick. You know, I honestly dont know what you all would do if something really bad happened. Tell Eva to quit with the hissy fit. Ill be there later today and then do me a favor? Tell her to stop eating so much damn chicken soup, otherwise I wont be able to keep up. I love her, but shes making me nuts with her prophecies.JC sat up with a bolt of energy. Who was Eva ? Her eyes narrowed. Max had a woman, didnt he? Well didnt that just figure? And she was sick because she was OD-ing on chicken soup.Pig, pantywaist, jerk.JC was just about to blow his Popsicle stand when Max bounded into the bedroom with a grin on his face and pounced on the bed beside her.She didnt even realize shed dropped the sheet from her breasts as she said through clenched teeth, Whos Eva, Max?Max leaned over and enveloped a nipple, teasing it to a tight point with the skill of his tongue. He dragged his tongue over it and JC moaned. My grandmother, he said after another hot lick. No, Im not married. No, I dont have a girlfriend. Now quit being so suspicious and be quiet because if I dont put this, he grabbed her hand and ran it over his cock, hard and pulsing, between your legs soon, Ill explode. With that he pushed her back to the bed and sat between her legs on his haunches, spreading them wide.JC felt the heat of his gaze sweep over her naked flesh. Max leaned over her and kissed her, sliding his tongue between her lips just as he drove his cock into her.JC whimpered, welcoming the hard thrust by wrapping her legs around his waist and stroking his tongue with hers.Maxs sinful groan against her mouth mingled with his carnal words, Christ, JC youre tight and so wet, made JCs heart pound and her hips rock against his. It wasnt long before his forceful thrusts brought her to climax, a gentler release than last night. Burying her face in Maxs neck, she inhaled the clean, showered scent of him as he tensed within her and came too.When they both were able to breathe normally Maxs eyes sought hers. I have to take a ride back home. Wanna come?JCs heart thumped in her chest. Today?Max nibbled on her lower lip. Yep.To see your family?He grinned. Yep.What man asked you to go meet his family after only knowing each other for two days?I thought we might spend the rest of the weekend there. Come with me, itll be fun. Youll love my family.But he lived in a cabin or something with no microwave or cable television. There were bugs where he lived. Icky bugs and maybe even spiders. JC fought a shudder from under him.I take it youre worried about the bugs and gross stuff, right? He chuckled. I promise to kiss it and make it all better if you get bitten.Well, sure that made up for all the other gross stuff in the woods. JC liked the city, she liked Hoboken , and she liked her salon, but she liked Max almost as much. What could a couple of days hurt? But, Fluffy she couldnt leave him for two days. I cant leave Fluffy, Max. He needs to be walked and fed. As a matter of fact I have to go home and check on him now. Whew, a narrow escape indeed. JC found she wasnt one hundred percent sure she wanted to escape.I took care of him this morning.He came home? Relief overwhelmed her.Max nodded, his eyes crinkled in a smile. I told you he would. He came through the window, I guess. He ate and when I left he was sleeping. See? All taken care of.JC pushed at his shoulders. He cant keep running away like this. Im going to have to tie him to something if he doesnt cut it out. The vet said maybe neutering might help his wandering,Max snorted as he withdrew from her and headed to the bathroom. I think that would be cruel. He should breed if you ask me. Hes magnificent.JCs heart swelled again. Max liked her dog and her dog liked Max. Why this mattered to her, she couldnt say. She only knew it was like shed always had Fluffy and it was important for the man she was involved with to like him too.Whoa. NO involvement with the man-tramp. But a trip to the country would be refreshing if Max was going and how bad could it be to spend time with his family? Well, you wouldnt have to raise the puppies and find homes for them. I can only have one animal according to my lease, JC reminded him.JC heard the water running in the bathroom. Max popped his head out and smiled at her. Cmon, I started the shower for you. You can think about coming with me while you take one.JC sighed happily. Hed started a shower for her he was so different from any man shed ever known. It made her all warm and fuzzy. It couldnt hurt to meet his family and spend the night. It wasnt like they were mating for life, right?\*The ride to Maxs familys house was beautiful. As the city grew to a distant dot behind them, JC found she loved the multitude of trees that were now almost bare from the chill of fall. Max held her hand in his lap as he drove and for JC it seemed like a natural extension of this relationship that had happened in two seconds flat. She couldnt put her finger on it, but it was right, at least for the moment. Shed decide for sure when it came to the icky bugs. Shed asked her upstairs neighbor to check for Fluffy. Max convinced her hed be okay just overnight.As they pulled into the long driveway of his mothers house, JC began to get nervous. There wasnt much around these parts was there? Not a Blockbuster for miles. Did the pizza delivery guy even know how to get here? Though beautiful, it was very rural .How did you get coffee in the morning if you didnt have a 7-Eleven? They probably grew their own beans and crushed them in big tubs with their feet like winemakers did.Max ran a finger down her cheek and leaned over to peck her on the lips. I know its very different from Hoboken , but I think youll like it. Cmon, my mom cant wait to meet you.Max came around and let her out. JC wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans. God, youd think she was meeting Attila the Hun. Breathing the cold, crisp air, she absently watched the spiral of smoke from the chimney on the large house. It was fantastic, just the house JC would want if it could be smack in the middle of Hoboken . Then she could sit on the big wrap-around porch with her coffee and pizza just freshly delivered.The big oak door opened just as Max touched the handle and a woman who looked a great deal like Max threw her arms around his neck. Ive missed you, kiddo. Introduce me to your girlfriend and come inside.His girlfriend ?Mom, this is JC. JC, meet Mom.JC smiled as they entered the big foyer. It smelled of cinnamon and apples. Hi, Mrs. Adams, its nice to meet you.Mrs. Adams enveloped her in an embrace, wrapping her chubby arms around JCs smaller frame. Just call me Mom.Max took JCs hand and pulled her away from his mother leading her into the big kitchen. Mom, Ive only just met JC. She might not be comfortable with calling you Mom just yet.She nodded her raven head, but her blue eyes smiled. She will be, she said knowingly.Okay, what was wrong with this picture , JC wondered to herself. Max was hunk-o-licious. He must have brought women home all the time, but mom sure was in a rush to hook him up. Either he really was a playboy and she was going through the I want grandchildren stage, or he had like some mental condition and he wasnt the catch he pretended to be. Wouldnt that just figure? Nearly everything about him was as close to perfect as it could get, he had to have a glitch .JC found herself drawn to the big section of windows by the kitchen table. It had a window seat with cushions and pillows. She could curl up on it and read all day long given the opportunity. Peering out she saw a dog fly past the window. Circling near the edge of the drive he ran back up to the grassy area just under the window. He moved with the speed of lightning.Jesus, he looked a lot like Fluffy, just a shade or two darker. Max came to stand behind her, circling her waist. He looks just like Fluffy you didnt tell me you had dogs.Max chuckled. I didnt have much time. We were otherwise engaged. Im going to go see if I can find my brother. Will you be okay with Mom?JC thought about how much Fluffy would like it here. A place to run to his hearts desire. Acres and acres of it. Ill be fine. She seems very nice. Go ahead and find your brother. Ill help Mom.\*I told you, Derrick, I havent told her yet. How would you feel if you were JC? Max ran a hand through his thick thatch of hair and slumped down in the chair.Derrick, Maxs brother, nodded his understanding. Im sure its going to be hard for her to adjust. If youd listened to Eva last year, youd be all done now and have a pup or two. But, no, you put it off and put it off and now look. You have to hurry up and mate so that we can get this pack in gear.Max hung his head. Granted he didnt want to be tied down last year when Eva read this prophecy in her chicken soup. But now that hed met JC, spent some time with her, he understood the calling the others spoke of. He wanted her and he wanted her forever.Derrick leaned forward. Tell me, brother, do you want to have that , he pointed out of the back window, to carry on our legacy?Max eyed his cousin Jerry from his chair. Poor Jerry he just couldnt shift like the rest of them. He got -- well, he got stuck halfway between human and wolf form and nothing helped. So most of the time he wandered around in his human form, but when the moon was full, look out Jerry was out there howling with the best of them, half man -- half wolf. No matter how hard he struggled, fists clenched and brow dripping with sweat, when he tried to fully shift, he ended up looking like he was constipated. Which in Maxs humble opinion was better than poor, neutered Beau. Beau had been captured by the local animal rights activists and fixed. Max shifted in his seat uncomfortably, but Beau was okay with being neutered, because he was gayAnd then there was Hector. Hector hated to hunt. Hunting the small animals of the forest, as he put it, grossed him out, shudder, shudder. Hector liked the little rabbits he said they were cute and fluffy and he had a whole pen full that were off limits to the rest of the family. He named them, for Christ sake. Hector was also a vegetarian what kind of wolf didnt like meat?Wolves with issues, thats what kind.Max and Derrick were the last of the pack with any hope of carrying it on. He loved his family, but they werent your typical wolf pack. Not by any stretch of the imagination. They were a blend of anomalies, misfits to some. All of the other packs mocked them and with good reason Max supposed, but they were his pack -- good, bad or indifferent and hed do what it took to keep the line going.Look, Derrick. I know I have to tell her. Imagine her shock when I shift for her. Not to mention the fact that she hates the woods.Derrick scoffed, his chocolate brown hair shimmering as he shook his head in disgust. You know, Max? It would figure your lifemate is someone who hates icky bugs! This is the most messed up bunch of wolves Ive ever heard of. In all of wolf history we have the only non-meat-eating, homosexual, afraid of small creatures, half-man, half-wolf. Were like the circus freak show. And all I have to say to you is -- youd better get your ass moving because we need some hope here, Max, and were it.Derricks tone was derisive at best. He loved and hated the ill formed pack he belonged to. Derrick wanted to be free to roam and do as he pleased. He didnt believe in lifemates. Unless it was Maxs, then he was all for it because it meant he could screw whatever moved without fear of retribution.They were the most normal of the bunch, Max conceded. What do you want me to do, Derrick? Go out there and shift for her. Tell her her dog Fluffy is me? Jesus, shes going to think were a bunch of loons.Derrick got up from his chair and threw open the window. Hector, he yelled. Hector looked up and smiled, holding out the small bunny to show Derrick. Would you put that damn thing away? Derrick snarled at him, but Hector stuck his tongue out at him. Derrick slapped his brother on the back. Bud, take another look outside. What about that doesnt speak loon to you?Hector cradled his beloved rabbit, stroking its head and whispering in its big, floppy ear.Max heaved a heavy sigh. Yep, he needed to tell JC.Chapter NineMax found JC with his sisters in the family room, both with wet heads and towels around their shoulders. Hey, Max. Avery waved and blew him a kiss. Long time no see. JC is going to give us a deep, home remedy conditioning. She says we have split ends.JC was busy digging her way through the thick, rope-like strands of hair on each of Maxs sisters heads. God, they had split ends out the wazoo. No one needed a deep conditioning like the Adams girls. They had wild, unruly hair that needed a great deal of care.Looking up, she smiled at Max and he winked. JCs heart warmed in her chest and her nipples beaded tightly. He was undeniably sexy in his jeans and T-shirt. Spending the afternoon with Maxs family was comfortable and easy. Shed chatted with his mother and drank the best coffee she could ever remember having. Maxs mother hugged her often and told her how happy she was that Max had found her.JC was more convinced than ever that he either had some kind of mental challenge that prevented him from keeping a girlfriend or his mother was just like most mothers. She wanted Max to settle down and have children so she could be a grandmother. What other explanation could there be?Natalie smiled too, from beneath the curtain of midnight black hair that fell over her face. Hi, Max. Thank God you found JC. Shes a hair goddess.JC giggled. I think we can blow dry now. Do you have one?Both girls shook their heads. Are you kidding? The nearest Wal-Mart is like two hours away.JC cringed. No Wal-Mart. Good gravy. Thats okay. I have one in my bag. Max? Wheres my overnight bag?Max held his big, lean hand out to her and pointed through the front window. See that cabin all the way out there?JC nodded. Im guessing thats where my blow dryer is.Max nodded again. Yep. Cmon, its not far. Ladies, he said to his sisters, well be right back. Max kissed each of them on the cheek and Avery mumbled something in Maxs ear that made him frown and shush her. He pulled JC away from his sisters and out the front door.JC took a deep breath of the fresh air. It really is beautiful here. Too bad theres no 7-Eleven.If you lived here would you miss the 7-Eleven?Fuck yeah .JC breathed again. Maxs mothers coffee was better than the 7-Elevens. I honestly have to say I was skeptical, but now, I dont know. I like the peaceful surroundings. I love the trees. I grew up in Hoboken , lived there all of my life. This is all new to me and so far, no icky bugs.Max laughed again, I told you youd like it, he said as they followed the cobbled path to the cabin. This is my cabin.You have your own cabin here? Why would you leave it to come to Hoboken ?Max looked away and pulled her inside. I told you, I have to do environmental stuff. Sometimes that takes me away from home for a long stretch of time.JC cocked her head as they entered the warmth of the cabin. The fire was lit and welcoming. What stuff?Max pulled her close to him and nipped her neck. I help preserve wildlife.JCs legs went soft and her neck arched to meet his lips. What kind of wildlife?Max lifted her hair and nibbled her ear. Wolves I help to preserve their packs.If she could think straight she might have frowned. Instead JC sighed as he worked his way to her mouth. In Hoboken ? There arent any wolves in Hoboken .Max began to tug at the button on her jeans and finally gave up. He jammed his hand into them, curving over the soft mound of her belly. He groaned against her lips when he slipped between the lips of her pussy, How about we talk about this later? Much later.JCs hips moved to the rhythm of his caress. But your sisters are waitingMax lifted her shirt and bra, pulling them over her head and kneeled before her. Theyve waited this long for a blow dryer; they can wait a little longer because I cant wait any longer.Well, okay that was good enough for her. Bracing her hands on his shoulders JC dug her fingers into them as he pulled her jeans and panties down. No one had ever said these kinds of things to her. They made her feel desired and naughty all at once. Wrapping his arms around her waist he took her nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue over it. Her sharp gasp echoed in her ears and her cunt immediately felt the wet sting of heat licking at it. Max rolled his tongue over her belly, licking his way along the soft flesh, and down over the tops of her thighs. His tongue slipped between her legs with ease, delving into her pussy in short precise strokes. JCs hips began to move in a slow circle, letting Maxs tongue dip in and out of her aching cunt as his mouth moved against it. He dragged a finger through her wet folds, slipping inside of her, making her buck against his hand. Max pressed her close to his mouth, sucking her clit, taunting it with the rasp of his tongue.JC came with the feel of his tongue in her pussy and his finger deep within her. Hard, sharp waves of silken heat stabbed at her, coursing through her in rushes of vividly sweet pleasure. Max nibbled until she caught her breath, then kissed his way back up to her mouth. God, Max was all she had to offer. JC wrapped her arms around his neck and let him lift her legs, positioning them over his hips.I need to fuck you now , JC, he said roughly, his voice thick and hoarse. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock free. Without hesitation he gripped her hips and pushed her down onto it, driving hard into her.JC screamed as he entered her, filling her, stretching her deliciously with his slick cock. Each time they made love, he seemed bigger, thicker, and it excited her that her body did this to his. She clung to his waist, wrapping her legs around and hooking her feet behind him. Her heels rested on his ass, and she pushed against it, encouraging him to thrust harder.Maxs lips found hers, savagely ramming his tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers as they rocked in a tight embrace. He moved them together without missing a thrust, bending his knees to sit on the chair and setting her atop his lap. JC tasted herself on his lips, lips that brought the most carnal of pleasures, lips that moved over hers with finesse.Max moved his hips upward as he cupped her breasts and thumbed her hard nipples.JC milked the length of his shaft, tightening her muscles as her clit scraped the top of his jeans, circling his cock with aggressive downward thrusts. She rode him fiercely, her head falling back on her shoulders.Max came swiftly, howling her name and digging his fingers into her hips. JC came too, with the rise and fall of his cock in her. Slumping forward, JC rested her forehead on his chin and fought for breath. Max buried his hands in her hair and kissed the top of her head, his breath raspy too.Woman, he murmured into her hair, I think youre going to kill me.JC giggled. I think in some states were legally married now.Maxs head popped up and he frowned.JC ran her hand down his face. Hey, it was a joke . Theyd known each other like two and a half days, what kind of booger sugar was he doin, thinking she was serious? Oh, wait a second, here it comes. The old let em down easyJC, we have to talk.JC lifted herself off of Max and tugged a blanket from behind his head with her, wrapping it securely around her waist. No, we dont have to talk. Just tell me where the bathroom is.Max pointed down the hall and JC hurriedly scooped up her jeans. JC, we have to talk.Yeah, shed bet they had to talk. I like you a lot, JC. But I dont want anything serious right now. Im the best lay youve had bar none, but Im hittin the highway to other chicks-ville now. Thanks bunches. JC didnt want to talk. She wanted to go home and see Fluffy.Her heart tightened. Why did this upset her so? What did she expect after whacking a guy shed known two days? God dammit, God dammit, God dammit. She rinsed off with the washcloth and pulled on her panties and jeans.Strong hands gripped her shoulders from behind and JC swiped at the tear that formed in the corner of her eye. We have to talk, JC, now .No, you redneck Rico Suave, you have to get your horse and buggy and take me the hell home!Max growled like really growled and hoisted her up over his shoulder. I said we have to talk. Now shut up and come with me.As if she had a choice. Max flopped her back on the chair in the living room by the fireplace and sat opposite her. Just as she was about to protest, he held up a finger. Dont. Do not say a word. I have something to tell you.JC crossed her arms over her chest and sucked in her cheeks. He had to make her listen to him confess he was a player? Jesus.Okay, he began, remember I told you I was into wildlife preservation?Yeah.Well, Im trying right now as we speak to preserve wildlife.What do I have to do with wildlife preservation? The wild thing -- maybe -- wildlife -- um, no.Look, remember I said it had to do with wolves?Yep. In sheeps clothingIm a wolf.And Im Little Red Riding Hood.No, JC, listen to me. Im a wolf.This is the most original breakup line in the history of breakups.JC, look at me.Havent we done this look at me thing before?JC, look at me, really look at me. Im FluffyDespite the heaviness in her heart JC began to laugh, then she snorted, followed by howling shrieks of laugh-out-loud belly laughs. Clamping her hand over her mouth she wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes with the other. Oh -- GOD -- this -- this is -- above and, JC paused to gather her breath, wheezing for air, beyond the call of duuuutttyyy, she whistled the last word because it was all she could spit out.Max grabbed her by her shoulders and looked her in the eye. Do you remember the trip to the vet with Fluffy?JCs brow furrowed. Yeah, it cost a small fortune. She nodded.Do you remember how much I weighed? One hundred and fifty pounds.Oh, big fucking deal, she might have let that slip when her tongue was down his throat.Max let out an exasperated sigh. Do you remember Killer?JC gulped. Yes, Killer the feisty dachshund. She nodded again, eyeing him warily.Do you remember telling Fluffy that you couldnt resist me?Um, well, sortaDo you remember me peeing on Jess?Hookay. Now it was time to go home. She didnt know what the fuck was going on and she didnt give a shit. He could have found those things out if hed looked through a window in her apartment.But I didnt move in until the next day, after the incident with Jess.JC eased back against the chair and pushed Maxs hands away. Um, look. I dont know what your gig is, but you think youre a dog , Max. A dog, ya know woof-woof?Max narrowed his eyes. I am not a dog. Im a wolf .And sometimes, in my fantasies, Im the Little Mermaid, Max. I think you need help. Fluffy is a dog. A dog from the pound. You are a man who should be in a mental institution. And didnt that just figure? She knew it all along. His Clampett family back at the house was probably just as tweaked as he was.JC. Im going to show you something and its going to make you freak out. But before I do, I want you to know that these past two days have been the best Ive had in my life. Im falling in love with you.Oh, good. Thats nice. Just fucking ducky. A man who thought he was a canine was falling in love with her. He was every girls dream come true. Max was just a little too fond of his furry friends, eh? Yeah, Max, you show me. Im going home now.NO ! he roared, scaring the living shit out of JC who cringed against the chair. His face softened again. Im sorry. Listen, JC just watch. Im going to do something, but Ill try and control it so it isnt a full shift.Shift? He wasnt working a full shift . Oh God, she was going to die in this backwater cabin with a man who thought he was her dog Fluffy.Max knelt before her and kissed her cheek, soft as a whisper. I would never hurt you, JC, he said fiercely. I cant stand your fear. Just watch and then youll understand.Petrified, horrified, mortified, all the fieds rolled into one couldnt describe how frightened JC was, but his reassurances, his kiss, soothed her and that couldnt be right.Max rose and stood by the fireplace and rolled his neck on his shoulders, cracking his knuckles, he closed his eyes and took deep breaths. JC heard a crunching, a harsh cracking and then it happened Tufts of gray and black hair sprouted from Maxs face, and his nose elongated and grew to a snout. Each muscle in his body rippled, tensing and flexing as he appeared to fight the change in him.Holy -- fucking -- werewolfJC took short choppy breaths. Vaguely she thought of Lamaze breathing techniques, just before she screamed.Like loud.So loud and long Max held his hands over his ears and shifted back, rushing to her side.JC stuffed a fist in her mouth. The press of her cold, clammy hand between her teeth kept her from passing out.JC! Talk to me. Say something. Say anything .Tach me ome, she said around her fist.Max ran his hands over her now cold arms. What?JC moved her fist a bit, giving her tongue mobility. I said, take -- me -- home -- NOW !Chapter TenThe ride back to Hoboken was filled with a palpable silence, broken only by short sentences of explanation. JC couldnt speak if she wanted to. She wasnt prone to histrionics, but Jesus Christ! Maxs jaw clenched and unclenched. His hands remained tightly fastened to the steering wheel.When they pulled up beside their apartment building and Max came around to let her out, she pushed her way past him, running up the stairs and fumbling for her keys to open the door. JC didnt listen to Max call her name. She slammed the door and fell against it, heaving a sigh of relief.Fluffy!She remembered Fluffy and flew to her bedroom. The window was still open and his food bowl filled with the food Max had said he left for him. He would come back, she reassured herself. He would come home tonight just like he always did and it would be okay. JC tore her clothing off and found a T-shirt. It was Maxs she brought it to her nose, inhaling his scent. JC threw it on for lack of anything else to wear and wearily pulled back the covers of her bed. Burrowing under them, she slept with the scent of Max in her nose, blocking out everything else.\*JC woke with a hard knot in her belly to the dark, cool of her bedroom. As her eyes focused on the room around her, the horror of what happened refreshed itself and sank in. Sitting up, she looked to the mat on the floor and then the open window. Fluffy was still gone and somehow she knew he wasnt ever coming back.Tears filled her eyes and anxiety tore at her throat. She would never see Fluffy again Pieces of Maxs words came back to her from their car ride back. He was sorry he had to tell her this way. Yes, he knew most people didnt believe in werewolves, but they really did exist. She was his lifemate he knew this because a prophecy told him so in some kind of soup. It was how he was so sure he was falling in love with her, because Eva said so. At first he didnt believe it, he liked his life just fine without a lifemate, until shed found him in the pound. Now, after only two days, he knew he didnt want to live without her.He hated kibbleJC choked back a laugh. KibbleYes, if she would consider the possibility of mating with him, shed have to come and live with him in the sticks of New Jersey . Hed do everything in his power to see to her happiness. No, she didnt have to become a wolf and no, he wouldnt rip her throat open if she refused. No, she didnt have to howl at the moon. Maybe she could open a beauty salon there He was the Alpha male of the pack it had to be her decision. He would never force her to do something she didnt want to do.JC buried her face in her pillow. It was too much information. Werewolves and prophecies and lifemates oh, my.The next week was a blur for JC. She went to work and tried to focus on anything but what shed seen, heard . But each night she came home and was greeted with the empty silence of her apartment. Fluffy wasnt coming back and neither was Max. When she came home mid-week, his apartment was empty and the next day it was filled with someone new. Another man, who waved and smiled cheerfully at her, saying maybe they could get together sometime.No, she couldnt do that. No more sex with neighbors. For all she knew he was probably a vampire. How could she know who anyone really was anymore?JC toyed with the soup in her bowl as the clock ticked in her kitchen. She hadnt heard a word from Max and now it was beginning to bug her. Actually, the numb calm shed experienced was dissipating and replacing itself with a good pissed off. Where the fuck was he? How dare he dump this shit in her lap and then just leave her with her own fucking thoughts?Oh, my God, what was she thinking? He was a werewolf! A fucking howl at the moon, rare meat eating, allergic to silver, bona fide fucking werewolf!Rolling her head on her neck, JC paused. And so what? Okay, so he was just a smidge scary oh, hell, he was a lot scary, but when had anyone in her thirty years made her feel like Max did? If he were a man, a fully human man, by now shed have been picking out friggin china and asking people to check off chicken or beef for the wedding reception.She missed him desperately and hed been a part of her life for a mere two days.But, shed have to move to the sticks of Jersey leave her salon and her apartment leave her quiet, lonely existence What was the worst that could happen? They would fail at a relationship. He would bring a dead rabbit home to her instead of flowers?How would she tell her parents?JC jumped up and paced the floor, making plans in her head that didnt fully form because she couldnt keep a straight thought. The only thing she did know was that she and Max needed to talk, now that shed had time to let the reality of this sink in. If missing him the way she did was love, if craving his touch was love, this was really love, then she couldnt let the opportunity slide because he was a wolf.A fucking werewolf\*JC banged on Maxs cabin door with a vengeance. God only knew how shed found her way back to it. She could thank her good sense of direction and her need to talk to Max.When he opened the door, she closed her eyes, hoping he was in human form.JC, look at me, he said quietly.JC popped her eyes open and sighed. God, he was so fabulous even when he was Fluffy shed thought he was magnificent. Taking a deep breath she pushed her way through the door and stood in the middle of his living room. Okay, we have to talk and why the hell havent you called me? Dont they have phones here in Hooterville?He fought a smile. Yes, they have phones, but you needed time to think. I wanted you to have it.Well Im done thinking now. If I think much more Ill likely end up in a padded cell.Max chuckled, but his hands remained clenched in fists by his side.So, I thought and then I thought some more and once the shock wore off I thought again. This is how I see it. You are a wolf, a fucking wolf! You let me adopt you at the pound, fall in love with you as a dog and then you move in next door and make me think Im a slut because I jumped your bones within hours of meeting you. What do you have to say for yourself, Max Adams?Max shrugged his big shoulders and gave her a sheepish grin. I told you I didnt think you were a slut. Thats just how it is with lifematesMax? This lifemate thing how long have you known I was your lifemate?Max grinned again, the dimples in his face deepened. Um, about a year.A year? she said astounded. And what about this situation, she pointed at the both of them, could have changed if youd done this prophecy thing a year ago?Max frowned. Um, I could have given you time to adjust? Wooed you even?Good answer, Fluffy !So does this mean youre considering this thing between us?Maybe.Im going to have to do stuff, arent I? Like buy you flowers and shit? he teased.JC burst out laughing. Well just have to see. I only know that Ive missed you and your alter ego Fluffy and Im not as attached to Hoboken as I thought I was.The salon?I talked to my partner. Its going to take some reworking, but if I do this lifemate thing she said well figure it out.So youll stayJC couldnt wait anymore. She closed the distance between them and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him soundly. I suppose that could happen.Max breathed deeply. Ive missed you too and well have to see what I can do to convince you staying is the right thing to do. He wiggled his eyebrows at her before he slipped his tongue between her lips.JC moaned at the rush of excitement only Max could create. Her body began to settle against his and it was suddenly all right.Max pulled away from her and cupped her jaw. Oh and by the way, that cutesy sweetums bullshit sucked. Sweetums , he snorted at her, nobody calls me sweetums.Yeah? Well you sure didnt seem to mind me calling you sweetums while I was scrubbing your balls now did ya?He narrowed his eyes to keep from chuckling. Well, that was a mighty fine scrubbing you gave my balls. Didnt you know all dogs like to have their balls scrubbed?Oh shut up! What really pisses me off here is you LET me believe you were some mangy mutt. All the humiliation you suffered along the way -- as far as Im concerned, you deserved it! I mean, I talked to you about you . How utterly absurd is that? You didnt play fair, Max, and now Im considering moving to the woods and living with you and your pack of -- of wolves?Max nodded his head. I know its a lot to take in, baby. But I am what I am. You dont have to be a wolf too, you know. Though I bet youd have a beautiful coat.JC shook her finger at him. Dont you try to appeal to the hairdresser in me, buddy. How the hell do I explain this to my mother? Hey, Mom, I have a new boyfriend. His name is Max and he lives in the country. Have I mentioned hes a wolf? Yeah, just like the kind you see on National Geographic. Nope, we dont need Halloween costumes here in the sticks, we have Max!Max laughed as he scooped her up and carried her off to the bedroom. We have a lot to talk about, but could it wait? Its been a week since Ive seen you and well, you knowJC giggled, Yeah, I think I do know. Take me to your den and ravish me.Just as they hit the bed, Derrick, the brother shed heard about but didnt meet, burst through the door to the cabin, yelling Maxs name.Ya know, he commented to JC as he kissed her, Im not sure how I feel about this Alpha thing if it means I have to take care of everything.Derrick popped his head in the door with his eyes closed. Can I look?JC laughed and Max said, Yes, Derrick, you can look.Ive got a big fucking problem, brother! Goddamn Eva and her prophecies!Max jumped up from the bed, concern written all over his face. What now ?Derrick leaned back out of the door and picked something up. He showed it to JC and Max. This -- this now. He held up a pet carrier.Maxs eyes widened. What the ---- Fuck? Derrick yelped. Yeah, you got it. Eva sends me off to the pound today with some mysterious bullshit about finding the blue container.Well, JC thought, it was blue.And? Max said hesitantly as he eyed the pet carrier.Derrick narrowed his eyes and held up the carrier with two hands in front of Max. And this is my fucking lifemate !Max and JC both peered inside the dark interior of the carrier. Something stirred, dark and shadowyMeowWolf Mates: Whats New Pussycat?Derrick Adams is not happy. His pack of wolves isnt like all the others. Hes got a brother who found his lifemate in the pound, a cousin whos a vegetarian and now he has a lifemate of his own and she isnt barkingSpecial Thanks to the Lakota Wolf PreserveThe inspiration for this story came from several places, one being my love of wolves that began after a trip to the Lakota Wolf Preserve in Columbia , New Jersey two years ago. Please note, though I make light in my books, I take the plight of any animal very seriously. I gathered much of my visual information after my trip to the preservation and I will never forget a gentleman by the name of Dan Bacon, who owns and operates this fine establishment. His dedication, love and tireless efforts to care for these great, mythic animals extend beyond the boundaries of selfless acts. His story and how this preservation came to be isnt something you come across everyday. It remains with me to this day.If youd like more information on the Lakota Wolf Preserve, please visit http://lakotawolf.com/index.htmDakota CassidyDakota Cassidy found writing quite by accident and its been madness ever since. Who knew writing the grocery list would turn into this?Dakota loves anything funny and nothing pleases her more than to hear shes made someone laugh. She loves to write in many genres with a contemporary flair.Dakota lives with her two handsome sons, a dog and a cat. (No wolves.) Shed love to hear from you -- she always answers her e-mail! dakota@dakotacassidy.com
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Prologue
He ran as though the hounds of hell chased him, pounding the pavement with swift, measured strides. The click of his nails echoed in the rain soaked, empty streets. Flashes of buildings passed in a blur as his eyes sought frantically to find food. His long tongue slipped out of the side of his mouth, draping down over the thick hair that covered his chin -- er, muzzle.
Panting, he eyed each alleyway from his peripheral vision, searching
The smells of the city assaulted his ultra sensitive nose. He sniffed the air, picking up the scent of broiled steak, pork chops with thick brown gravy, veal medallions in a creamy white sauce with sliced onion, and a sprig of parsley for garnish. Scalloped potatoes no wait, they were au gratin.
Oh, hell he was hungry
Shit, he really loved veal too Wee little succulent morsels of calf that he couldnt have right now because he was too damn busy playing this stupid game of here, doggy, doggy. Which he wouldnt be doing if it werent for this vision .
A sharp whistle stopped him in his tracks and again his ears pricked to the tune of, Here, doggy, doggy!
Address me as I should be addressed. Its Mr. Werewolf to you
If he could sigh he would. Instead he flared his nostrils and huffed.
Did it get any worse than this? I mean, cmon who was this vision anyway? This soulmate who was supposed to rock his world? And where was it written that he had to play Mission Impossible just to get laid? This was above and beyond the call of duty for a little horizontal mambo.
He hated all of this mumbo-jumbo folklore crap hed been taught since he was a child. He really just wanted to hang out and play Nintendo 64. But the call of a good lay beckoned or thats what he heard it was going to be anyway. A good lay good as opposed to none . He sure as hell hoped his soulmate appreciated this, cuz it was a crappy way to hook-up in his estimation.
The Prophecy has spoken , Eva said
Prophecy? Hah! What kind of prophecy had you running around a town called Hoboken , with the butt crack squad hot on your heels? What kind of prophecy was found in a bowl of chicken noodle soup? But his family members claimed Eva knew all. How one could know all from processed chicken in a can was beyond him.
Although, legend had it that if he didnt follow his stupid path of destiny, he was shit for shineola. Hed have to face the mojo of all mojos. So, rather than risk the possibility that this destiny of his was flat-out stupid and it wasnt worth a really freaky curse, he ran.
Fast.
Because he couldnt afford to be caught and miss this prophecy thing.
Racing down a deserted, dimly lit street, he spied a chain link fence that might be his ticket outta this.
Except he had four paws and not a pair of legs to climb said fence.
Well, shit .
The thunder of feet diminished behind him. Maybe theyd given up. His ears pricked to the tune of the clink of the fence as the men climbed it.
A bright light cornered him as he swept past a dumpster, only to find a dead end.
Fucking ducky
Hey look, hes friggin huge, one of the men commented.
Ahh, the animal catching engineer isnt that what they called them now? Bright indeed, very bright. Damn right he was huge and he was going to take a bite out of his engineer ass if he came any closer.
Wait, one of the bright twins said, Ive got something for him. He began to dig around in his pocket and pulled out a plastic bag.
He watched skeptically from the corner he was backed into and sniffed the air.
Look, puppy look what I have Wiggling the meat in air, the animal catching engineer shook it at him. Obviously this was meant to entice him.
He sniffed liberally the air that surrounded the meat. Oh, fuck that. It was going to take a helluva lot more than some cheap round steak to get him to bite. He was a filet mignon kind of guy
His stomach growled in protest, meaning, round steak was better than no steak.
Well, okay, hed bite. He could easily knock this guy out as he snatched the meat from him. Snarling, he came closer, moving in on Einsteins hand, exposing his teeth.
Teeth it was all about showing them the teeth. Freaked everybody out.
He leapt in an arc Bruce Jenner would be envious of, snatching the meat and gobbling it halfway down his throat when he felt the sting of the dart.
If he could, he would have sighed at how predictable that had been. Well, fuck, he thought as he fell to the ground with a hard thud and the world began to spin looked like he was going to the pound.
Chapter One
Jesus Christ in a mini-skirt, hes ugly, huh? JC Jensen stood in front of the large metal cage, skeptically eyeing the unkempt beast who stared with defiance right back at her. She estimated he must stand at least six foot when he was on his hind legs. JC wrinkled her nose. He smelled, too. The whole damn place smelled.
Yuk.
Well, yeah, lady, he sure aint of the cute and cuddly, Cmere snookums, come sit on my lap variety. And none too friendly either. The nice man at the pound should never try his hand at selling cars, she mused.
The overgrown, odd-looking beast sent out a low, menacing growl, as if to validate the attendants accusation. His teeth, or maybe a better word was fangs , were kind of yellow. Oral hygiene obviously wasnt his forte, or his prior owners.
JC couldnt put her finger on what drew her to this mangy mutt. There were dozens of cute, cuddly balls of fluff in the joint, all barking for her attention.
Damn she hated this -- she wanted every last frickin one. But noooo, she homed in on the meanest of the lot, knowing full well his chances for adoption were like zilch.
He was a filthy mess and downright mean looking, but when she let her fingers curl into the small openings of the cage hed sniffed the air with interest. Then hed come closer, pressing his cold, wet nose against her finger. Oddly, she felt no fear, thought she probably should, but she didnt. Rather, she felt her heart lurch and a strange sense of tranquility.
Howd he get here? she wondered aloud, running a slow finger under the monsters chin.
Hes a stray. No wonder. Look at him for Christ sake. Hes mean and ugly. Found him cornered in an alley. Animal control came and got him. I heard that was some fight trying to get him into the van even after the dart gun. They say he might be part wolf. I say hes part ornery. Hes overstayed his welcome now. Hes officially on his last day of death row.
JCs stomach did a nosedive. Euthanasia? Put him to sleep, nip the old ticker in the bud. Lights out For good?
They were going to kill him.
Crap.
She didnt need a dog. Her life was so busy she was never home. But, when she was home, she came home to nothing. It was becoming lonelier by the year.
She should walk away now and find a nice kitten. They took care of themselves and didnt need a whole lot of maintenance. They amused themselves with thread or something. An even bigger plus, they cleaned themselves . They sat in your lap and snuggled with you.
JC couldnt fathom this monster sitting in her lap.
Something about this mutts eyes, dark and earnest, made her think twice about the feline persuasion. He nudged her hand lightly and she cupped his chin through the cage, scratching the underside of his jaw. His gray fur was matted and probably had a village of fleas starting up their own boy band in it.
You are one mighty fine mess. JC cocked her head at the piercing gaze he pinned her with. Her heart sped up when he licked at the palm of her hand. Shit, he was as ugly as the day was long. Bigger than a Clydesdale and in desperate need of some doggy deodorant
Hes also destined to die, JC .
Oh, all right already. She examined him one last time.
Jeez Louise, he was butt ugly. But she couldnt bear the idea that he was due for Old Sparky.
It must be love.
Ive never seen him act like this, the attendant noted, cutting into her thoughts. Hes usually snarling and growling at anything that moves. You must have that animal magnetism or something. Half the time we cant even get near him. As the attendant moved closer to the cage, she felt the low vibration of tough guys growl beneath her fingertips.
She tapped his nose with the palm of her hand. Stop that right now. If you want a home, youre going to have to chill out, buddy. Quit with the junkyard dog act and behave. She sighed with resignation. Her mind was made up.
Tell me, oh gnarly one, are you housetrained?
\*
Good gravy, she was such a sucker for a good case of hard-up. The practicality of bringing this beast back to her very small apartment was flat out nuts. Yet she found herself out in the reception area, signing the papers to adopt him. These days that entailed giving away your first-born and paying the obligatory fifty bucks to help out the shelter. Grabbing her purse and the leash theyd provided her with, she hooked it to his collar and gave him a tug. He planted his big ass firmly on the floor and refused to budge. Talk about looking a gift horse in the mouth.
Aw cmon, you brute, Im gonna take you home and feed you. What more could you want?
Solemn brown eyes gazed back at her, unblinking.
JC knelt beside him. God, he was huge and so friggin hairy. Look, Cujo, I saved your life for craps sake. Now dont make an ass outta me. Lets get the hell out of here. She tugged on the leash again, this time with a bit more force.
Nothin.
The pretty blond receptionist held up a bag of dog cookies from behind her perch at the desk. Looks like you could use one of these. Hes been known to be difficult.
Hey look, Lassie, doggie treats. JC sniffed the interior of the bag. Gawd, they smelled like an elephants butt. She pasted a smile on her face and pulled one out. Wiggling it under his nose, she tried to entice him. He staunchly refused, defiantly turning his head away.
JC dropped the leash and whispered in his pointy ear. His position shifted almost as though he were really listening to her.
Hookay, bud, I could just leave you here, ya know. I mean we could skip the warm fuzzy part. You know that part where I take you home, bathe you, feed you and let you sleep next to me on the floor beside my bed? Sorta like Timmy and Lassie, together at last. We can totally skip that and shoot right to the part where they put you to sleep ! She hissed her last words for emphasis.
The mutts massive backside miraculously lifted. His long snout nuzzled her hand before he walked toward the glass doors with a slow shuffle. Turning, he looked at her as if to say, What are you waiting for?
JC followed him, chucking him under the chin. Bout damn time. Now come on, you beast. We need to get you home and get you a bath, but first we need to think of a name for you. How do you feel about Pain in the Ass?
\*
Okay, champ, its bath time and dont even think about yanking my crank over this. You smell like death and there is no way youre sleeping in my bedroom smelling like that. So lets get all the shitty stuff outta the way now and then Ill give you a nice bowl of that kibble we bought. She turned on the taps and added some of the flea dip that came so highly recommended for good measure.
He arrogantly sniffed at her crotch, wedging his big snout between her thighs.
Stop that! I cant begin to imagine where those people at the pound got the notion you were unfriendly. I cant keep you off of me.
Shed taken him to the local pet store where all the in dogs went to get the necessary must haves in life. Hed been unpleasant to say the least, baring his teeth at every man that passed them. The cute guy with the poodle didnt stand a snowballs chance in hell of getting past Cujo. Thankfully, hed maintained himself long enough to get a dog bowl and some dog food. Shed grabbed a cute doggie toothbrush as well, to clean up those teeth.
Hed sat rather stoically in the backseat of the car on the way home. Occasionally he sniffed her ear, making her giggle. He seemed content to take in his surroundings, watching the scenery fly by the car window.
When theyd reached her apartment shed let him go, fully expecting hed want to check out his new surroundings. As long as he didnt discover her new carpet with his leg in the air she was good with it.
However, he didnt explore much. In fact, he didnt leave her side at all. Now in her tiny blue and yellow bathroom he was literally going to have to be surgically removed from her ass. His massive gray body pensively sat on the bath mat filling up the small, tiled space.
Man, Cujo, you really smell. Okay, lover, in you go. JC wrapped her arms around his bulky torso and yanked him into the tub. He didnt fight her, but he certainly wasnt helping matters. He sat stiff and unblinking as she sprayed him thoroughly with the showerhead, running her hands through the thick coat of hair.
Nothin like wet dog to get those nasal passages open.
JC yammered at him, speaking in soothing tones to keep him calm and still. Oh, look at you, sweetums, youre such a good boy. Here comes the smelly stuff. I have to let it sit on you for fifteen minutes according to the bottle. Whaddya say we get to know each other while we wait? She began working up a soapy lather, scrubbing at his thick hair to cover all flea-riddled areas. Satisfied, she sat back on the toilet seat and scratched behind his ears to keep him occupied. He tilted his head, allowing her the best advantage to his happy spot.
You know what I want to know, dont you? Where did you come from? I mean did someone own you at one time, or were you just hatched? Was someone cruel and abusive to you? Her stomach churned at that. Leaning forward she bracketed his muzzle between her hands, searching his warm, brown eyes. That would really piss me off. I dont care how mean you are. You dont deserve to be abused over it.
His big, pink tongue swiped her nose. She made a face at him. That breath is a tough deal, Cujo. Good thing we got that toothbrush, huh? He reared his head back and turned away from her.
Oh dont go getting all defensive, silly. That dog food is supposed to help with the bad breath thing too. Look, its already time to rinse, are you ready?
Twelve bath towels later, he was like a brand new dog. She worked diligently to loosen the mats in his hair and dug around under the bathroom sink for her blow dryer.
Now dont get all freaked out on me, but I need to dry you so you wont catch a cold. Sit, okay? That was probably the wrong way to address him, but the big beast seemed to listen best if she took the more friendly approach. Again, he didnt budge, patiently waiting while she plugged in the dryer and got the new dog brush from her bag of purchases. While she attacked the task of drying him, JC did the high pitched voice thing all those dog trainers said worked to ease a dogs fears. Not that he seemed to care much. He was pretty unimpressed by her efforts.
Clean and dry he was quite impressive. His dark gray fur lightened considerably with a good cleaning. Softer threads of black were now visible down the length of his back. The fur around his face was full and fluffy -- if only she could get her own hair to do that -- and he smelled a hundred times better than he had an hour ago. Her beauticians hands primped and scrunched.
Between you and me, kiddo, you have the most fabulous hair. And believe me when I tell you that compliment doesnt come easy from the best beautician in Hoboken . You are one big ball of fluff
Fluffy
Ive got it! How do you feel about the name Fluffy? Never mind, you dont care, do you? Well, I love it and it suits you I think, with all of this hair you have. I hope you dont shed, Fluffy JC threw her arms around his thick neck and gave him a squeeze, ignoring the odd rumble he made low in his throat.
Chapter Two
Fluffy ? F-L-U-F-F-Y? He ticked the letters off mentally. This was the single most humiliating encounter hed ever endured.
Fluffy?
Christ, was she out of her mind? Who named a dog of his size and stature Fluffy? A poodle made complete sense, even a Chihuahua He was not fucking fluffy!
Full, with a thick coat, Y-E-S. Fluffy, N-O. Shed made him look like an overgrown chia-pet. Was it not enough that hed had dog treats shoved under his nose and a leash slapped on his neck? To degrade him this way by giving him a name better suited to a bunny rabbit was almost more than he could bear. All the other doggies in the neighborhood would secretly laugh at him
Damn woman, if she wasnt so friggin good lookin. If her scent wasnt driving him out of his ever lovin mind, hed pick up and go the hell home. However, his prophecy must be fulfilled and she was apparently it. She sure as hell smelled like it. She looked like it too. She had the most gorgeous ass hed ever seen. Her firm, round breasts were nothing to scoff at either. And her hair Hair a man could wrap around his fist as he came. Just touching her shoulders, it fell in raven ringlets around her heart-shaped face. It would make a beautiful coat
Fluffy Like hell. He was he was he was a freakin man in what she thought was a dogs body, was what he was. How long could a guy keep this up?
Oh, and that sweetums crap was gonna stop.
Dog? If he could spit right now, he would. Instead, he opted to give himself a good scratch. There were some finer aspects to this particular form. He could lick his own balls. He scratched again behind his ears.
How the hell had he gotten fleas? In the damn pound thats how.
His ears, finely tuned, pricked to the sound of her voice. Did she say dinner? Shit, he was not eating that dog kibble bullshit.
Yes, he was, for now anyway. Until he could make himself known, unleash the man in him Jesus, he sounded like a commercial for Viagra.
With resignation, he shuffled down the hall to the kitchen to eat his dinner and answer to the most ludicrous name in all of Hoboken Fluffy .
\*
JC was scooping kibble into a bowl and working on cooking up a steak for her dinner when Fluffy squeezed himself between her and the table.
Hey handsome, hungry?
He sniffed her ass in response.
Quit, would you? You dont need to sniff my ass. You already know who I am. Im the girl responsible for that beautiful new hairdo youre sporting. Now, be a good boy and eat your dinner, and Ill eat mine. She smiled at him, rubbing the top of his head with the heel of her hand. Dinner for two, isnt it romantic? Pretty soon well be picking out a china pattern together. As she set a place for herself, he stood beside the bowl sniffing the rim.
This was god-awful. Whatd she call it? Some cheesy-liver crap. He didnt care how many tender, bite size nuggets they included. It sure as hell did not smell like real anything .
The aroma of the steak under the broiler was breaking him. His stomach growled with discontent over his bowlful of kibble. He nudged a piece or two with his nose.
See? Its good, isnt it? His eyes followed the steak as she pulled it out of the oven and set it on the counter.
Yahooo! Real meat . His taste buds did the happy dance.
The doorbell rang just as she was putting the finishing touches on her plate. Wiping her hands on a towel she gave him the dont screw with me look. Now, listen up, Fluff, dont go getting all territorial on me here. Its probably just one of my friends. Believe me when I tell you men have not been beating down the door to my sexuality as of late. So chill out and eat your dinner. Got it? She scratched his ears and went to answer the door.
Thank God. Now all he had to do was resist the temptation to stand on his hind legs and firmly sink his teeth into that tender steak. Hell, it smelled so good. Maybe if he just smelled it.
Paws firmly planted on either side of the flowered plate, he took a whiff. Holy T-bone ! He needed this bad.
He could just lick it. Shed never know. He raked his tongue over the salted surface.
Hell. His instinctive nature to devour it was threatening to overwhelm him. If I just take a bite well of course, shed know he did. Shed scold him and they could go on about their business. So he wouldnt get one of those doggy treats that tasted like shit on a shingle.
Big deal -- hit me where it hurts .
One bite and no more.
He clamped down on the meat, holding it with one paw, tearing just a small bite off the edge. Savoring the texture on his tongue, his stomach rejoiced.
He was certain he heard angels sing hallelujah in the distance. It had been so long since hed had a decent meal. It was a little overcooked for his liking, but who cared at this point?
Dropping down off the counter he attempted to fend off the temptation to gorge. He sniffed the bowl of kibble. No freakin way was he eating that.
Her feelings would be hurt. Shed gone to so much trouble to pick just the right variety out. Reading the ingredients on the package, vitamins and protein, everything a good pet might want in an owner.
He would not eat dog food and he was nobodys pet. Now if she wanted to pet him
He grabbed the bowl between his teeth and tipped it over behind the fridge, pushing it to the back with his paw. It was the best he could do for now. His stomach rumbled noisily again. That steak was calling his name. Well, it wasnt calling this new, utterly ridiculous dog name shed given him but calling him nonetheless.
He could resist. He would just walk away
Shit, no he couldnt.
Half, thats all hed eat. Just half -- it was too big for her anyway, he reasoned.
Finding a comfortable spot, he rested his lower body against the cabinets and dug in. Half, only half, he reminded his overactive stomach.
A screech laced with horror invaded his love-affair with the steak.
Fluuuffy! What are you doing? She stomped toward him, clearly not pleased.
His name is Fluffy? a male voice guffawed loudly. Hes friggin huge, JC.
Shit . Foiled, screwed, it was the doghouse for him. He slid guiltily from the counter, turning to identify the new male voice whod entered the kitchen. His ears stood up attentively.
Why, thank you . He preened over the intruders words.
Yeah, hes huge all right, and in a whole lot of trouble. He ate my steak!
Well, not the WHOLE steak, and who the hell is this anyway ? His eyes landed on the dweeb whod interrupted a perfectly good meal. Definitely not a member of the tall, dark, and handsome club. He had that beefed-up look about him that meant he cared more about making his payment to the place he pumped iron in than he did about his girlfriend. His eyes were deeply set under a hawk-like forehead. Kinda beady if you asked him. Course, no one would ask him. He was the DOG .
He sat back on his haunches and narrowed his eyes at the interloper, waiting.
Grabbing JC by the arm, the man pulled her close to him. Listen. Forget the dog. Lets go out. Ill buy you dinner.
She squirmed free of muscle man and rubbed her arms, moving closer to Fluffy. I appreciate it, Jess, but no thanks. I have a lot to do tonight.
Like what? Hang out with this mutt? He hovered closer to JC, his thick body pushing Fluffy out of the way.
Mutt? Im sorry, did I hear that correctly? Wanna see my big MUTT teeth, asshole ? He placed his bulk between them again and gave Jess a warning growl.
Go lay down or something would you? Jess nudged Fluffy, hard with his knee and reached again for JC. Fluffy barked sharply in warning. This guy just didnt get the picture.
Dont make me bring out the big gun, bud .
Look, Jess, Im tired. Its been a long day. I already made dinner and I dont want to go out. JC let her hand rest on Fluffys back. He nuzzled it, staying close to her.
I just dont get you, JC. We had a good thing goin and now you want to throw it all away. Jess ran his finger down JCs cheek but she shrugged him off.
Yeah, we had a good thing going until you decided to stick your Mr. Happy where it didnt belong. Go home, Jess.
It was only once, JC, and you know I was drunk
Ah, of course you were -- that explains everything .
It doesnt matter anymore, Jess. We broke up. Its over. Now go home. JC turned her back to him, looking over her plate. Apparently, she was concentrating on what she might salvage of her half-eaten steak.
Jess was obviously not accustomed to the word NO . Cmon, JC, lets try to work this out. Ill take you to your favorite restaurant and we can talk. He persisted in sliding his arms around her waist from behind as his hand grazed her breast.
Thats it, nobody grabs my womans boob! Time for you to go . Fluffy growled just before he jumped on Jess back. Standing as tall as Jess, he used his full weight to knock him forward.
Jess reacted quickly by shoving Fluffy hard, knocking him to the ground. Get the fuck off me, you damn mutt! he snarled at him.
It was over faster than it began. With one swift motion, Fluffy backed up against Jess, lifted his back leg and let go.
A large yellow puddle formed on the tile of the kitchen.
JCs eyes widened as she bit her lip to smother a giggle while Jess hopped around from foot to foot.
He peed on me! Ill fucking kill him Jess yanked the dishtowel from the rack and dabbed at his sodden jeans. His big, ugly face wrinkled with disgust.
JC began to laugh, the husky rumble making it all worthwhile for Fluffy. I really think you should go now, Jess. Fluffy doesnt like you much, do you, Fluff? He answered her by brushing up against her thighs protectively.
Jess beat a hasty retreat, shooting a fierce look over his shoulder at Fluffy. Okay, JC, but youll miss me when Im gone.
As if he hadnt threatened that a time or two .
Well, dont worry. If I find myself overwrought with loneliness, Im sure Ill be compelled to pick up the phone and call your cheating ass, JC called after him as the door slammed in her face.
Looking down at Fluffy, she tugged his ear gently. You ate my steak.
And saved your ass. Your very pretty ass .
But Ill forgive you, because you did get rid of Jess and hes not easy to get rid of. So I guess Im not eating steak for dinner, am I? Well, hero, I think its soup for me.
Fluffy nuzzled her hand to show his remorse. His ears stood at attention, waiting for forgiveness.
You beast. Listen here, sweetums, whatever I put in your bowl is yours . If its on a plate, you can be pretty sure its mine , unless the plate is on the floor. Got it?
Well, he couldnt in all good conscience consent to that, now could he ? He avoided her eyes and nuzzled her hand again instead.
She smiled down at him, her blue, almond shaped eyes crinkled at the corners. Im going to take that as a yes, Fluff. God, if only you were a man, youd be perfect.
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He was sprawled out on the bed, his large paws tucked under her pillows. The blankets were a rumpled mess after hed given himself a good back scratch. They smelled of her sweet scent, sunshine and cinnamon.
Hey. JC patted his belly. Just a little lower and she was so there. No -- she wasnt ready for that yet. He fought his lustful thoughts and slowly opened his eyes with a yawn.
This, she tapped the bed, is mine, cookie. That, she pointed to the mat on the floor, is yours.
He lifted his head to see her more clearly. She had a towel wrapped around her head and one wrapped around her body.
Naked she was naked beneath the blue towel.
The gentle swell of her hip brushed up against his legs as she sat down next to him. Pouring lotion into her hands, JC smoothed it over her calves, working her way up to thighs he just knew were silky-soft.
He sniffed the air. Cucumber-melon for sure. Her small hands made circular motions, rubbing in the cream higher and higher. Lowering the towel, she let it rest at her waist as she dabbed some of the lotion on her shoulders. Her breasts thrust upward, her taut nipples beading from the cool air.
And what are you looking at? she chuckled.
He turned his head guiltily. I told you to get on the floor, handsome. JC stood and pointed again to his bed. Fluffy slunk off the bed, sliding to the floor and curling his big body on the mat.
Letting the towel fall to the floor, JC found her nightgown at the end of the bed and slid it over her creamy skin, the glow of the lamp shading her soft contours.
His groin tightened and he tensed at the familiar call of his body to shift . He willed his muscles to relax and obey, focusing on remaining in his wolf form. Because that could be bad Hey, JC. Im da man . Your man. I just look extra furry right now. Dont worry, I clean up real nice .
It was all he could do not to shift and show her he was no dog . Patience was required here. He didnt quite understand much more than JC was his prophesized mate. He felt her inside of him. He knew her soul. Now he had to find a way to get to know the rest of her without scaring the bejesus out of her. It wasnt going to be easy. Hey, JC, glad you adopted me at the pound. Thanks for rescuing me from death row. By the way, did I mention Im not just any wolf? Im YOUR wolf, baby. Wanna mate?
He really wanted to mate, and mate they would, if he had anything to say about it.
Soon.
Turning off the bedside lamp, JC scratched his muzzle before climbing over him and getting into bed. Her hand hung down over the edge of the mattress. He licked her palm, savoring the soft texture of her skin on his tongue.
Night, Fluffy, she whispered to him, her sultry voice slicing through the velvety darkness.
Goodnight .
Chapter Three
Moonlight streamed in from the window, soft, white shafts of light illuminating the sleeping form on the bed. He stood patiently, watching the slow rise and fall of her firm, rounded breasts. Covered in sheer white cotton, the shadow of her nipples scraped the fabric with each breath she took. Beaded and tight they thrust upward. Her nightgown skimmed the top of one thigh, the creamy expanse of skin leading to the soft folds of her sex. His mouth watered with anticipation as he imagined the velvet slide his tongue would experience in the moist lips of her cunt. His nostrils flared at her scent, smelling the musk of her need mingled with the night air softly blowing through the window.
He lifted a strand of her long hair from the pillow, inhaling the fresh scent of her fruity shampoo. The silky, soft wisp curled around his finger, glistening in the darkness of night. His heart sped as she stirred and whispered his name, low in her throat. Max
She stretched her arms upward exposing the outline of her lithe form. His cock swelled and lengthened with yearning. Soft hands tugged him forward so he knelt on the bed beside her. Lifting the sheer material, he tugged at the nightgown until she was naked. Her slender thighs spread in welcome.
He heard his own low moan in his ears when she grazed the thick patch of hair above his shaft. Her nails scraped the tender skin, gliding over his belly to caress the ridges and planes of his abdomen.
He sucked in a breath when she firmly grasped him in her palm. He thrust forward in the soft tunnel, as his head fell back on his shoulders and he circled her wrist to guide her. His hips rotated slowly, letting her caress him to pulsing madness.
Gritting his teeth, he stilled her hand bringing it to his mouth and kissing her palm. His tongue began a heated path along her arm. Slowly, he found his way to her shoulder in long strokes of tongue and lips. He hovered closer to her breasts, dragging his tongue between the two creamy swells. She raised her arms to cradle his head, clutching at his hair and tugging him closer to her nipple.
He captured the tight peak between his lips as her hips arched upward off the bed and she moaned softly. He allowed the pebbled surface to linger on his tongue before he suckled. Her hands tightened in his hair when he drifted toward the apex between her thighs. His hands massaged the supple skin of her leg, feeling her muscles tense as he slowly ran his fingertips over the outer lips of her pussy.
With forefinger and thumb, he spread the soft flesh, making her gasp.
He smiled against her breast, loving her sharp intake of breath when he grazed the swollen nub of her clit. She pulled him from her breast to her lips. Gazing down at her, he watched the tip of her pink tongue lick at his mouth. The soft sweep of her lashes fluttered when she felt his cock flex in response. Bracketing his face, she swept her silken tongue over his lower lip. His muscles tightened and his heart hammered in his ears as she explored him with her tongue.
He couldnt hold back any longer, he devoured her mouth, tangling his tongue with hers, sliding it in and out of the hot recess. Pressing her into the bed, he ground his throbbing cock into her thigh as his fingers continued to fondle her creamy folds. He let one drift to her wet passage and inserted a finger in slow increments.
Small hands dug into his back as she kissed him feverishly, spreading her thighs wider. He tore himself from her mouth, and strung a trail of kisses along her ribs, over her hips and across the flat plane of her belly.
She rolled toward him lifting her leg and pressing her soft body to his. He felt the outline of her ribs against his abdomen. His cock was inches from her mouth, as she clamped his head between her silken thighs. He felt her fingers circle his rock hard shaft, then the moist warmth of her mouth as she enveloped him. His body shook while she held him between her lips and ran small circles over the sensitive flesh. He lay with his head pressed to her thigh, inhaling the musky scent of her pussy. Moving quickly he removed his finger and straddled her body.
His knees bracketed her head and his cock was deep in her mouth as she drove him to madness. Leaning forward he slid his tongue between the lips of her cunt. He fought to maintain control when her hips bucked and she hissed against his cock. He pressed his tongue flat against the inner folds and dragged it over the soaking, wet flesh. Burying his face in her sweetness, he laved her clit, swirling his tongue in and out, as he slid his hands under her ass and kneaded the firm flesh.
Cupping his balls, she fondled the tight sacs as she rose up on her heels, pressing his tongue to her. His hips jerked toward the warmth of her mouth, and he found himself rhythmically circling her head, dipping his cock in and out of her lips. She wrapped her arms around his torso, dragging him to her so they lay tightly together.
Skin against skin, he felt every inch of her silken form flush against his rougher one. Her beaded nipples scraped against his stomach, her hips crashed against his face. His cock throbbed against her tongue his balls grazing her nose. Her nails tore at the flesh of his ass, his gripped her calves tightly.
Tongues suckled and licked, the wet suction pounding in his ears as he devoured her pussy. She tensed beneath him when his teeth grazed her clit. He felt her mouth slacken around his cock as she rocked against his tongue, clinging to him and crying out as she came. He smoothed his hands over her thighs, gentling the small remaining shudders.
His cock burned now, with the need to imbed himself in her tight warmth. Shifting position, he turned her on her stomach. Still above her, he leaned back on his haunches to admire the curve of her ass. Her head rested between his thighs, cradled in her arms. Her long hair streamed around her shoulders, the dark silk a stark contrast to the white of the sheets. Her back rose and fell with short gasps for breath. Her eyes rose to meet his, waiting, searching. He tangled his hands in the long black tresses, caressing her cheeks. He let his hands roam over her skin, stopping at the taper of her waist, lingering. Kissing a path along her spine, he nipped at her skin lightly, allowing him time to rein in his desire.
Slowly, he would make her his slowly. Her flesh pebbled as the cool breeze rustled the curtains and swept over her skin. He positioned himself behind her, and she lifted her hips without any encouragement. He saw the lips of her sex glisten, smelled the desire hed created with his tongue. His shaft throbbed, hot and harder than he could ever remember.
Grasping his cock, he knelt behind her and slid it through her smooth cunt, teasing her clit with the head. Her hand reached between them and rested on his, gripping his wrist. He rolled his hips, moving in and out of her wetness, slowly. She groaned when he moved closer to her passage. He took a deep breath, steadying his need to slice through her. Bracing his hands on her ass, he pressed the head of his cock into her. She reared up, arching her back, and impaled him with one swift movement of her hips. His hands tightened on her ass, as he fell forward and sank himself in her tight walls. Her inner walls clenched his cock in response, welcoming him, pulling him inward.
Possessive hands grasped her hips, holding her still, settling deep inside her, letting his cock swell with the sensation. Impatiently she writhed, jamming her hips against him, her body pleading with him to fulfill her. He stroked her long and deep, she in turn milked his throbbing cock as they melted into a rhythm.
The slick slide of friction and her creamy depths roared through his veins in waves of heat. Clenching her hips tighter, he slammed into her holding on until he heard her scream with release.
Her head came up off the bed as her orgasm ripped through her. Twisting the sheets in her hands, she held him tightly inside of her. His breathing became shallow as a surge of white-hot electricity jolted his cock and tore through him. Thick-hot spurts of come poured out of his shaft leaving him gasping to fill his lungs with air.
He draped his body over hers as they fell to the bed in a tangle of heaving, sweat soaked bodies.
A voice rudely intruded upon the sexual cloud he floated on.
Hey, Fluffy! The words sliced through his brain like a knife. He moaned, refusing to open his eyes as someone nudged him.
Hey, buddy, open your eyes, I think youre having a doggy-wet-dream.
Oh, GOD .
\*
Ive got to get to work, Fluffy. Now listen up, JC said as she put her coffee cup in the sink and turned to pet him on his big head. I want you to eat your breakfast like a good boy and stay OFF the furniture. One hair on my couch and its curtains for you. Oh and if you pee in the house? You die. Hear me?
Fluffy sat quietly listening to her speak. His head tilted to the side as his tail thumped a staccato rhythm on the kitchen floor, but his eyes held hers.
She grinned at him. Im beginning to wonder if you actually understand me. Checking to be sure his water bowl was full and he had all of his new doggy toys, she grabbed her purse and threw it over her shoulder. One last glance and she reluctantly shut out the door.
The thought that Fluffy would be there to greet her at the end of the day kept her motivated to move swiftly. She was feeling rather proud of herself for finally making the move and adopting a pet. Lord knew, it had to be smarter choice than getting another boyfriend.
After a series of so-so relationships, shed given up on finding Mister Perfect. She couldnt even find Mister Happy-Medium. Jess was the final deciding factor in giving up completely and just letting whatever happened, happen. Her heart was still intact after him so why tempt fate? She could be perfectly happy going home to Fluffy every night. She had her friends, and a decent job. Shed never become rich working as a hairdresser, but she didnt fight to make ends meet either. JC smiled. Life was good in many small ways. It didnt have to include a boyfriend in her estimation.
Maybe it could include a vibrator, though. She laughed to herself as she swept up the last bits of hair and rushed off to head home to Fluffy.
\*
A huge moving van was parked in her spot when she pulled up in front of her apartment building.
JC double-parked and flew out of the car ready to give someone hell when the most amazing pair of buns shed ever seen bent over in front of her. Buns encased in a faded pair of blue jeans that had a hole at the waistband and one smack dab in the middle of his left, very round cheek. She could see his underwear
They were red.
Boxers or briefs?
Good gravy.
Those buns were pulling boxes from the back of the truck. JC folded her arms across her chest.
Um, excuse me, but youre in my parking space. Mister Booty dropped the box, the muscles in his forearms flexing. A fine sprinkling of dark hair led to hands that had long, tapered fingers. He turned around slowly and her breath caught in her throat.
Holy heavenly she bit her lower lip. Her anger over losing her parking space dissipated into sharp pangs of lust.
He was utterly breathtaking in a rough, sort of unpolished, way. The sharp, angular planes of his face were accentuated by his light tan. High cheekbones gave way to deep grooves on either side of his luscious lips. Brown eyes flecked with amber and lined with a thick fringe of lashes, gleamed. The sun, just beginning to fade, flashed one more smile of brilliance on his thick black hair.
His yummilicious lips curved into a warm grin. He stuck out his big hand, making the thin white T-shirt he wore pull tightly against his thick biceps. As the chilly fall breeze whistled, it blew his light cologne under her nose, spicy and fresh. Awareness fizzled up and down her spine.
Im Max Adams. I guess well be neighbors if Im in your parking spot.
Max She took his offered hand, relishing the way it enveloped hers. A warm tingle of pleasure threaded through her fingers and shot up her arm. Her mouth was hanging open -- she just knew it. JC squared her shoulders and pried her tongue off the roof of her mouth.
Nice to meet you, Max Adams, Im JC, and yes, this is my parking spot. But its okay. I can see youre busy. Ill just take Mr. Clements spot. He doesnt usually get home until around eight or so. Do you think that will give you enough time to finish? She peeked over his shoulder to see what he had left in the truck.
Im almost done. If youll grab that box and take it inside with you, Ill have one of the guys move the truck and Ill put your car right where it belongs. Max grinned again and her knees jiggled like tapioca. JC found herself digging around in her purse to hand him her car keys and take the box.
Which apartment is it? she asked as she climbed the steps.
I think Im right across from you, Two-C. He winked at her.
Oh, hell. She pondered the ramifications of stud-o-licious moving in next door to her. He probably had too many girlfriends to count and a revolving door to match. She dropped the box on the floor by the door and surveyed the large living room.
His sectional couch was covered in boxes but she could make out the rich, masculine colors of red and gold. A bookcase lined one wall, filled with an assortment of books.
A hunk who actually reads books, real books not involving pictures of naked women. Novel concept indeed .
She heard his heavy feet coming up the steps and approaching the door. Maxs body brushed hers as he inched past her. His muscled chest pressed up against hers for a brief moment, and her nipples seemed to think that was A-okay.
Pathetic.
JC sucked in a breath of air and let it back out discreetly. The space between them pulsed with something she couldnt identify but definitely existed. JC watched his nostrils flare and found the small scar just above his lip fascinated her.
Looking up at him she commented, Youve got quite a collection of of books there. Very bright observation indeed, JC. Way-to-go. Dazzle him with your above average IQ . That couldnt have been her voice that came out all husky and seductive-like, could it?
His shoulder just touched the top of her head as he leaned into her. Lord, he was fantastic. He smiled that oral hygienists wet dream of a smile. Yeah, I love to read, nothing too heavy, mind you, but I love a good story. Do you read? He tilted his head to the left and cocked one eyebrow with apparent interest.
Sure, when I have the time. Not the stuff you read though.
His eyes twinkled with interest. Romance novels, right?
He made it sound like Tolstoy.
How had their lips gotten this close? She could see right past those pearly whites to his fillings. His toothpaste-fresh breath fanned her face. JC ran her tongue over her lips nervously. Yeah, romance novels. She sagged back against the door.
Affirmative, he was frosting her wheaties.
Hookay, time to go.
How about a beer?
Or, she could stay.
No, Fluffy was waiting.
That would be nice, but itll have to be another time. I have to go feed my dog. God, Fluffy was the most perfect excuse in the universe not to throw this man down on the floor and have unbridled sex with him. Thank you, Fluffy !
Ya mean the big gray, good looking beast I saw in the alleyway?
You couldnt have seen him, hes inside. Panic began to settle in the pit of her belly.
Well, Im pretty sure it was him. Your neighbor from upstairs told me you had a new dog that looked like a hound from hell. He was in the alleyway when I went to the dumpster to ditch some of these boxes.
Oh shit. Are you sure? She squeezed out the door past his big frame and went across the hall to her apartment.
Max followed closely behind her and jingled her keys under her nose. You forgot something.
Grabbing them from him, she thrust the key into the lock and flung open the door.
Fluffy! Fluuuffyyyy. Cmere boy, cmon snookums, dont hide on me. Im home, dont you want to eat? Max was right behind her when she crossed the hall into her bedroom.
Look, the window is open. Thats how he got out. The cool night air rustled the curtains confirming Maxs statement.
Oh no! I have to go find him. Why would he run away? Her heart sank in her chest. Tears burned the back of her eyelids. She swiped angrily at them. Shed only had him for a day but shed become attached to the idea of having him here when she came home. Maybe he just wasnt meant to be inside. The guy at the ASPCA said they thought he was part wolf. Wolves liked to roam free, didnt they? Howl at the moon?
JC leaned out the window and called his name. Maxs strong hands grabbed her waist and pulled her back inside, turning her to face him.
You might fall, he scolded. Look, maybe hes just the kind of dog who likes to be outside. I bet he comes back. I would if I were him. His grip lay loosely on her hips as his amber flecked eyes searched hers. Hell come back, he assured her again. In the meantime why dont you come back to my place and well have that beer. I might even throw in a pizza if you help me unpack. His thumb made a lazy pattern across the small of her back and her spine arched into the digit willingly. Her nipples tightened sharply and heat was rapidly building in her nether regions.
JC couldnt help but smile as she backed out of his reach. It wouldnt do to have an orgasm here in front of her nice new neighbor Only a man could think of food and alcohol when in a time of crisis.
So what do you like on your pizza?
I get a choice?
Only if you help me unpack.
Im afraid to leave. What if Fluffy comes back?
Fluffy? You named a dog as handsome as that Fluffy?
Well in case you didnt notice, he is pretty fluffy. And nobody seems to think hes all that good-looking but you -- and of course, me.
Really? Well, theres no accounting for taste. I happen to think hes magnificent.
JCs heart fluttered in her chest. Why should she care if he liked her dog? So do I. Do you really think hell come back?
He grinned at her. Im betting on it. Some dogs just need to roam. Hell get hungry and hell come back.
Youre not just saying that because you need help unpacking, are you?
Well, yeah its part of my devious plan to get you to help me find a place for my paper plates. After that, Im going to seduce you. His teasing eyes burned in the darkening bedroom.
JC shivered with a chuckle. Okay, but the pizzas on you. Hold the seduction please .
Chapter Four
JC was busily rearranging his kitchen cabinets when the pizza arrived. Max set plates out for the both of them at his scarred-oak kitchen table and lit a candle.
He pulled a chair out for her and gestured for her to sit with an inviting smile. Cmon, youve been working hard over there. Sit and relax, I want to get to know my new neighbor.
Could we do that in the biblical sense, please ? Jesus, what was wrong with her? Her nipples had taken on a life of their own and the downstairs portion of her body felt like it had just gone through the rinse cycle of a washing machine. She was eyeing him up like he was the only heterosexual male at a convention for gays. Her eyes strayed to the tight press of his jeans as he leaned back in his chair. Now, there was a package to behold and not the kind a girl normally got under her Christmas tree.
Whoa, chill out, JC . Chill nothing, he was sexy and she was sure to begin panting any second. An urge to run her tongue over those luscious lips prompted her to sit up straight in her chair and attack her pizza with vigor. Shoving food in her mouth had to be better than forcing herself on this poor, unsuspecting man. Her mouth watered and it wasnt over the pizza.
Have you lived here long?
JC shrugged her shoulders as she wiped her mouth. About five years in this apartment. I moved here when my folks moved to Florida to retire.
Not a Florida kind of girl, huh? I need the change of seasons personally.
So did she. So when her parents announced they were moving to Florida , JC had kissed them on the cheek and waved goodbye. No thongs for this girl. I like the change of season too. It just doesnt seem like Christmas if its eighty degrees and green. Besides, I have the salon I couldnt leave.
He chuckled. Yeah and I love the mountains. Not too many of those in Florida . You own a salon?
Co-own. My partner is my friend from high school. Shes married now, so she works much less. Where do you come from, somewhere here in Jersey ?
Yeah, I come from Columbia .
Columbia ? The sticks . What brings you to this part of Jersey ?
He tipped his head back as he took a swig of beer. Business.
Business? Who gave a damn about business when you could watch Max drink a beer? His lips worked the bottle like a hooker worked Forty-Second Street , the muscles convulsing as he took a long pull and smiled at her with satisfaction.
JC stuffed more pizza in her mouth. Between bites she asked, Business? What kind of business?
A little bit of this and a little of that. Mostly preservation. Wildlife preservation.
Well, was that vague enough for you ? So he was into the environment. What did she care what he did? She just wanted to screw his brains out.
OMIGOD . Did she just think that? Oh yes, indeed she had. What the fuck?
Max leaned across the table and pulled some cheese from her chin, gently pushing it into the corner of her mouth. The tip of her tongue grazed his finger briefly before he slid it over her lower lip. Their eyes locked.
JC gulped, but she couldnt pull her gaze from his. Maxs brown, amber flecked eyes mesmerized her, dragging her toward him. Her breathing became short as they stared at one another and so did Maxs.
When he spoke it was low and harsh. Christ, Im having some pretty risqué thoughts about you right now, JC.
Offended yep, thats exactly what she should be. However, she wasnt and JC wasnt exactly sure why not. She just wasnt. She was tempted and if that made her a tramp, then tramp on, girl! R-risqué? Squeaking -- she was squeaking.
Leaning into her, he laid his chest over the table, bracing his hands on it, and inched toward her lips. Definitely.
JCs nipples tightened to sharp points and poked at her sweater. Okay, she was going to walk on the wild side, go out on a limb. And those risqué thoughts are?
Maxs eyes narrowed, his lips speaking words that didnt offend her, they made her wild with lust. Slowly and precisely he said, I dont know if youre ready to hear them.
Oh, but she was, silly man her tongue ran over her bottom lip, and her throat was dry when she said, Try me.
Maxs nostrils flared and his eyes flashed dark and brooding. I want to spread your legs and bury myself between them
Ooooh. Oh oh oh. Oh, my .
JCs thoughts exploded as a visual of Max throwing her on top of the table and ripping her jeans off flashed into her minds eye. She squirmed in her chair, barely able to contain the impulse to rip her clothes off for him. O-okay she said on an intake of air. JC burned, her breasts ached and her pussy throbbed with a need -- that in her thirty years of life, shed never before experienced.
Max was abrupt as he stood, knocking his chair over behind him and grabbing her so fast she clutched his bulky arms to steady herself. His hands yanked her roughly to him, pressing her hips flush to his and grinding against her roughly.
Max bent JC back over the table, shoving the pizza to the floor as the bottles of beer fell and the glass shattered on the tile. It was a vague, distant sound in JCs ears, dominated by the pounding of her heart and the ache between her legs. His eyes never left her face as he positioned himself between her legs, sliding her roughly to him.
Max unzipped his jeans with slow ease, pushing them down over his lean hips. His cock, hard and thick, fell forward onto her thigh. JCs hands clenched into tight fists, so strong was the desire to reach between them and clasp it. Max hiked her legs over his hips and put both hands on either side of her body. His eyes devoured her as he rubbed his cock between her legs, still in jeans. It throbbed between them, so hot she could feel it through her clothing, scraping the cleft between her thighs and making her hips rise to meet his thrusts.
JC was nearly frantic to feel her skin against his, but Max didnt remove her jeans. Instead he laid over her and cupped her breasts -- breasts that arched upward for his touch. He shoved her shirt and bra out of the way, stroking them, thumbing her nipples until she gasped. Still Max watched her, intense and penetrating just before he pressed his hot mouth to her breast and enveloped a nipple.
JCs body reacted violently, her back bowing as she gripped the sides of the table and molten fire licking at her cunt. Max pulled at the tight peak, tugging it away from her body as he rolled his tongue over it. She clenched her eyes shut and fought a scream, half-filled with frustration, half with indefinable pleasure. The steel of his flesh rubbing between her legs, coupled with his hands on her breast was more than she could bear.
A whimper escaped her lips when Max reached between them and cupped her pussy, dragging his thumb over the cleft. She wanted him to take her clothes off and ram into her, hard and heated. Her breath was raspy as she squirmed beneath him, straining to the feel of his lips and hands. Leaning over her, he let his tongue find her exposed belly, kissing it as he worked his mouth over her lower abdomen and down between her legs. Max nipped at her through her jeans and JC stopped breathing as teeth grazed, her heart throbbing and every nerve on fire with pounding heat.
His big hands tore at the button on her jeans, and dragged her zipper down, tearing them off in a swift motion and taking her panties with them. JC felt the brush of his naked thighs between hers and the slide of his hands as he lifted her hips in them. Maxs hot cock slipped between the lips of her pussy, caressing her clit, moving in the wet recesses.
JC gripped his wrists as he cupped her ass, kneading the flesh, massaging it. She wrapped her legs around him, silently pleading with him to enter her. She gyrated her hips, begging to be impaled, thinking of nothing but the stiff length that teased her.
Forceful and hard, Max plunged into her, and JC threw her head back, arching up into him and digging her nails into his wrists. He filled her with searing heat, stretching her until she thought she might explode. Each plunge was slow to begin, picking up speed as he ground against her. JCs muscles clenched around his length, and her legs tightened around his waist. Max pulled her roughly toward him with each thrust as their hips crashed together. His jaw clenched tightly and his throat arched, tensing.
Her nipples turned to tight beads as climax tore at her, screaming for release. Max hissed sharply when he slid nimble fingers between her legs, spreading her flesh. He mumbled something incoherent as he found her clit, swollen and throbbing, caressing it until JC couldnt prolong the need to come.
From somewhere deep within her a howl boiled to the surface, erupting and shattering the silence, tearing from her throat and rocking her whole body.
Her legs clamped his waist as she pushed upward, meeting the slick slide of his cock one last time before feeling the heat of his release, thick and plentiful. Max yelled into the silence along with her, long and loud.
A slow descent from the madness shed just experienced began as her body calmed. Tears stung her eyes as the room around her came into focus and she slowly drifted back to where she was.
Never. Not in all her sexual experience had she ever had an orgasm like that, rich in texture, well defined and so sharply sweet. JC released Maxs wrists as she heaved with each breath she took, closing her eyes so she didnt have look at him.
Maxs hands soothed her skin, sliding over it with gentle fingers. Look at me, JC.
Um, no. I think not . She couldnt look at him after that wanton display of lust. Only sluts boinked guys theyd known but mere hours. Jesus, all hed done was order her pizza and she was buck naked on his table, slapping her legs around his waist, banging him for all she was worth.
JC shook her head. No , she would not look at him. Eye contact was absolutely out of the question.
Maxs hand cupped her chin and dragged her face upward. Look at me, now , JC.
Mm-mm. She shook her head again.
His sigh was long. JC, look at me.
No.
Well, why the hell not?
No.
Youre behaving badly. Its not nice to ignore the man who just made love to you on his kitchen table.
Pass the salt . No.
Now, cmon. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Max laid over her. Letting his full weight rest on her and using two fingers, he pried one of her eyes open.
As he came into focus, her heart lurched. God, he was so sexy. His cheeks were ruddy from their lovemaking and his eyes were amused at her refusal to look at him.
Go away, she said from clenched teeth.
He shook his head. Nope, and Im not letting you up until you open your eyes and talk to me.
JC kept her one eye closed and shook her head.
Max shifted his hips, withdrawing from her. If you dont look at me, Ill make you stay in the wet spot, he threatened jokingly.
And it was wet. JC squirmed. What do you want to talk about?
What we just did, he said on a chuckle.
Did he want a blow-by-blow? JC, here, reporting for Screw-U, live from my hunky, brand spanking new neighbor Maxs kitchen table. Woo, baby, did I ever just do it with a guy I knew all of a couple of hours. Does that put me in the schtupping Hall of Fame? Yup, thats me down here, underneath all this finely sculpted flesh We just had sex
He nudged her with his nose. Yeah, we did kind of suddenly. Are you freaked out?
Oh, no me? Freaked out? HAH! I do this sort of thing all the time. Why just last week when the guy upstairs moved in I tickled his fancy too, except the location was different. We used his friggin countertops . Jesus Christ in a mini skirt! Yes, yes I am freaked out, she said with incredible calm, defying her stomachs jumbled mess.
I dont do this as a rule, JC.
No, no of course not. I mean really, how often does a man find himself screwing the first female he sees? Next to never, right? That would be so un-male-like . Women were more prone to sex with complete strangers Im sure, she retorted back.
He let go of her eye and bracketed either side of her face. No, youre not sure, but you will be.
I think I have to go. I need to see if Fluffys come back. Hell be hungry, she said flatly.
Max nuzzled her face with his nose, slipping down her cheek to her ear where he nibbled on the silver stud earring she always wore. JC felt the heat rise in her cheeks again as shivers coursed along her spine and her body rose to press to his of its own accord. Max sneezed hard in her ear, jolting his whole body and making her jump.
Bless you.
He sneezed again and his eyes began to tear. Im sorry, are those earrings silver?
Um, yeah. JC finally opened her eyes and scanned Maxs face as it became red and blotchy. Are you okay? Whats wrong?
He pushed himself off of her as fast as he could, swiping at his mouth with his arm as a series of sneezes wracked his body.
JC sat up, yanking her sweater down, and asked, Whats wrong?
Max shook his head as he rubbed his eyes with the bottom of his T-shirt. JC couldnt tear her eyes from the lower half of him. The contours of his well-muscled thighs bulged as he walked back and forth across the floor. Its okay. Im -- ahchoo allergic to silver is all, he said on another watery sneeze. Ahchoo, ahchoo, ahchoo .
JC took the opportunity to slip off the table, scoop her pants up and find the bathroom. She located it and cleaned up, throwing her pants on and grabbing some toilet paper for Max for lack of tissues.
Feeling much more secure clothed, JC tapped the gloriously half-naked Max on the shoulder. Here, I think you need these and I have to go.
Max grabbed her arm with one hand as he wiped his eyes with the other. He threw the tissue on the floor and walked her backwards toward the counter. You cant leave until you kiss me goodbye. He smirked at her, winking one bloodshot eye.
JC found her body had its own ideas as it molded to his. His cock was again hard and pressing against her thigh. Heat assaulted her in sharp pinpricks and she knew she had to leave before she clung to his thigh like a contestant on Survivor clung to a granola bar. I have to go, she said firmly.
Maxs lips found hers, touching them with a whisper of a caress. Not before you kiss me goodbye. You dont think you can just love me and leave me, do you?
JC couldnt stop the giggle that escaped her lips. Okay, one and then I hit the road, Jack.
Its Max, he teased, a name you wont soon forget. And then his lips crushed hers as his tongue slid into her mouth, making her gasp.
They hadnt kissed, not even when they made love, but nothing could have prepared her for the surge of electricity that passed between them. Her tongue dueled with his, meeting him stroke-for-stroke until she found her arms wrapped securely around his neck, standing on tippey toe to taste as much of him as she could.
The firm slide of his lips and the hot press of his cock made her head spin. Max groaned when she ran her nails over his scalp and moved his hips, pushing against her.
Hookay. Time to go, otherwise she was going to get her jammies and pink fuzzy bunny slippers with the plastic eyes and move the hell in with him.
JC tore her lips from his, their breathing ragged and said, Thanks for the pizza er, its been -- well -- What the hell did you say after a one-night stand? Fun? Nice? The best orgasm in the history of JC orgasms?
Ducking under his arms she called, Goodnight, over her shoulder and ran to the door, pulling it open and zipping next door. His laughter followed her across the hall as he called back, Tomorrow. Ill see you tomorrow night.
JC closed the door behind her and leaned up against it, just breathing. Oh, GOD ! Shed slept with her neighbor Jesus, he wasnt even in the building more than a few hours and she was all over him like ketchup on fries. Her face flushed and her nipples tightened at the mere thought the visual of him naked evoked.
JC wandered to the bathroom, stripping her clothes off to shower when a thought struck her. Shed just had the most incredible sex of her life what if he never wanted to have sex with her again? What if she really was just a one-night stand?
It took her breath away Max may well have used her and she would never get to use him back because shed behaved like a child. That would mean theyd never get jiggy again.
Well, damn.
JC shook her head as if that would help to clear the muddled mess her brain was in. What was she thinking? Climbing into the shower she let the hard spray pound on her head. Maybe it would knock some sense into her. So he was good in bed er, table big deal. Other guys were good in bed, she was sure of it. Shed just never experienced it. So what if he didnt want to have sex with her again. That was just fine.
Yeah, who needed orgasms that rocked the planet and did the earth moving thing?
Not JC Jensen not a lot anyway.
JC stepped from the shower and toweled off, heading toward her bedroom. Her heart sank -- shed forgotten about Fluffy and it was freezing in here. Her eyes flew to the window. Theyd left it open shit. Gathering the towel around her she tucked it between her breasts and closed the window.
A cold, wet nose sniffed under the edge of her towel. JC flew around, kneeling down and throwing her arms around Fluffys neck. Dammit, Fluff, dont do that to me. I was worried sick about you!
Fluffy licked her ear, then backed away and fiercely shook his head before he sneezed.
Chapter Five
Cut it out, Fluff! Stop yanking my crank and cmon. Youre going to the vet like it or not, especially after that little rendezvous last night. Didja get laid?
Fluffy cocked his head. Why, yes, yes I did indeed get laid .
Because if you did, we could be in big trouble. Can you see the look on Mrs. Edwards face if I have to explain how her Chihuahua , Phoebe, got knocked up by you ? JC shook her head as she tugged harder on the leash, dragging a reluctant Fluffy out the door and down the stairs. She glanced briefly at the apartment across the way, then tugged his collar more firmly, leading him the rest of the way down the stairs and to her car.
Aha methinks the lady digs me .
That put a skip in Fluffys stride as he followed behind JC and hopped into the back seat of her car. The vets office wasnt so bad.
It could be worse sorta.
When hed heard her make the appointment on the phone this morning, he had to wonder if a rabies shot would hurt his human form, but then he didnt have a lot of choices short of shifting right before her very eyes. That might freak her, especially in light of last night.
JC kissed the tip of his nose. Youre a good boy, snookums. Now behave when we get to the vet or youll be in big-doggy-shit. Fluffy licked her nose in response.
Yeah, yeah Good. Hed be good. Fluffy sat up and rested his head on JCs shoulder from the back seat of her small car, burying his nose in her hair.
Damn, she smelled good. He couldnt wait for the day to be over so he could drag her back to his apartment and bury his nose elsewhere. Last night was equally explosive for him. Hed wanted to rip her clothes off and keep her naked until she screamed for mercy.
Wait until she found out who he was. Then shed really scream but shed adjust, he soothed himself. Finding out your dog was also your lover had to weird a chick out. Of course he wasnt a dog , he was a wolf .
Somehow, he had to get her to come back home with him to the woods where his pack lived. Hed take it from there. Eva said it would be okay and hed have to trust that. He also had to admit she was right, even if she did prophesize from a bowl of chicken soup. Hed never felt the supposed bond his pack members spoke of until meeting JC. Now that hed found his mate, he wasnt letting her go.
As they pulled into the driveway of the vets office, his stomach rumbled. Hed skipped his morning kibble and now he was paying for it.
JC came around the car and popped the door open. Cmon, handsome. Now I want a solemn promise youll behave. This is a public outing. No growling, menacing showing of the teeth or biting. Hear me? She ruffled his ears and pulled him toward the door of the vet.
Well, that pretty much left all of the good clean fun out of the question. He trotted behind her and refused to acknowledge the leash, averting his eyes.
It was pink .
Jesus, how did she get a pink leash? Was there no dignity?
JC went to the reception desk while all of the nice doggies and kitties eyeballed him from the waiting area.
As JC talked with the receptionist, Fluffy sat beside her and squirmed. If the other animals could talk theyd make fun of him, he could sense it.
Was it his hair? Hed caught a glimpse of it today in that full length mirror JC had on the back of her door it was fluffy.
Patrons of the vet in the waiting area scooped up their smaller animals and tucked them safely in their laps with wary looks directed at him.
Good, this was as it should be , he thought. He was, after all, a wolf -- as in the Red Riding Hood variety -- and hed chomp them all into little pieces if they dared crack wise.
JC led him to an empty chair and grabbed a magazine, keeping the leash held tight in her hand. Fluffy slumped down to the floor and sighed. A rabies shot of all the indignities
A French poodle eyed him from the corner of the room. Fluffy eyed him back, staring him down. The toy poodle, in all his curly white, pink bowed splendor, growled a warning. He wore a sweater that said Precious.
Fluffy snorted. Yeah, okay, cmon, Precious. Ya wanna piece a this ? Fluffy opened his mouth a bit and gave the delicate poodle with the stupid pink bows a gander at his teeth.
The poodle backed away, cowering under his owners chair with a yip in weak defense.
Thats right, back away from the big, bad wolf slowly, bucko .
A dachshund came trailing in, yipping and jumping beside his owners feet unleashed. Fluffy buried his head under his paws to silence the sharp bark.
Gawd, they were yappy little beasts, neurotic, nervous balls of hair.
A nose nudged his. Lifting his head he stared into the soft, doe-like eyes of the dachshund. It backed away in a playful stance and barked again, its auburn hair, shiny and long, bounced and behaved quite nicely, he mused. Must be nice to have such a manageable coat.
Christ, could a guy get a break here?
Wow, hes big, huh? The owner of the dachshund assessed Fluffy with a whistle.
Fluffy would have smiled cockily if he could have. Why yes, thank you. Indeed I am big and if you dont make your wee little friend get the fuck off me, Im going to indulge in some dachshund delight .
JC chuckled, Yes, he is big and he seems to like your dog, which, based on his past performance, is unusual. What a good boy, Fluffy! JC praised him.
Yes, he was a good dog. Good, good, good .
The little dachshund gnawed on one of Fluffys ears contentedly. He wondered absently -- as he fought not to chomp on the critters leg -- if everyone in his pack had suffered this same humiliation on their lifemate quest? He didnt remember anyone coming home to the pack and regaling tales of trips to PETsMART or the vet .
Whats your dogs name? JC asked.
The elderly man sat beside her. Killer.
Killer? Killer ? What the fuck was that? How did he end up with a name like Fluffy when this dog with ADHD had a name like Killer ?
This was grossly unjust.
And your dogs name?
Fluffy.
The old man coughed, clearing his throat. Er, Fluffy?
He felt the whole room go silent and then a twitter rippled through the crowded waiting room. They were mocking him. He could feel it right down to his doggy toes, er, paws.
He felt like a boy named Sue.
Hed show them Fluffy all right. Fluffy sat up, knocking Killer off his back, sending him skittering sideways on the smooth tiled floor and stiffened his spine, like he was lord of the jungle, growling low and threatening.
JCs foot gave him a nudge without breaking a stride in her conversation. It was a warning.
Oh shit. Good -- he was supposed to be good. Crap. He slumped back down and Killer went to town on his ear again.
JC Jenson and Fluffy? a pretty nurse from behind the reception desk called. She came around and popped her head out the door and her eyes widened when she took in Fluffy.
Thats right, girlie. Be afraid, be very afraid .
Cmon, big guy. Lets go and you behave , JC admonished as she rose and tugged his pink leash.
Fluffy strolled past all of the mean puppies who had silently mocked him, holding his head high. The nice nurse backed up against the door as far as she could as they passed her. He looked back at the crowd of she-she-foo-foo dogs with their stupid sweaters and hair bows and smirked as if to say, See how scary I am? Even the nurse is afraid of me.
Fluffy trotted off behind JC, admiring her ass as they entered the examining room. He yawned and sat beside her, nuzzling her leg.
When the doctor came in the door, he stopped dead in his tracks and gave Fluffy the once over.
Thaaats right, Doc . Fluffy stuck his chest out. Im mean and ugly and I aint afraid of you and your needles .
Ms. Jensen, Im Doctor Jacobs. So this is Fluffy when you said he was unusual, I didnt realize how unusual.
JCs laugh tinkled through the sterile air. The animal shelter said he might be part wolf.
Dr. Jacobs knelt in front of Fluffy and scratched his head. Hey, big guy. Fluffy eyed him nonchalantly. Hello, Dr. Jacobs. Nice to meet you. Could we do this thing? Im hungry and I want to go home . Damn, he should have hunted last night instead of laying around thinking about JC.
I think were going to need help getting him on the scale, Dr. Jacobs commented as Fluffy caught him covertly eyeing JCs breasts.
Well, well like my woman, do you ?
The doctor poked his head out and called for assistance. A big, burly woman with a mean looking face pushed her way in and stood with her arms crossed, waiting to be instructed.
Wait, they were going to pick him up and put him on the scale? Fluffy sucked in his gut. Shit As Florence Nightingale grabbed him around his torso he let his body go slack. Her flat, round face turned red as she huffed and puffed to schlep him over to the scale, plopping him down unceremoniously on the cool metal.
Dr. Jacobs perused the scale, giving sidelong glances to JCs breasts Wow, hes one hundred and fifty pounds
Of lean, mean, fighting machine, and dont you forget it .
I think watching what he eats would be a good thing. Hes not overweight, but Id definitely say hes on the husky side and could run toward heavy. Hes a big dog. Youll have to watch his hips. Id ration his food carefully.
He doesnt seem to like the food I chose for him. Hes been dumping it behind the refrigerator, but he sure likes my steak, JC answered.
Guilty , he thought. How the hell can a wolf live on kibble alone? A diet? He didnt need a frickin diet but hed better watch his protein nonetheless. He didnt need hip trouble.
Hows his temperament? Is he difficult, lazy?
Lazy please. And difficult? Not a lot just when asshole doctors are busy checking out my chick or her stupid ex-boyfriend shows up .
JC grimaced as she came to stand by Fluffy. Well, he is very overprotective and somehow he keeps getting out of the house. I think he likes to roam. It concerns me that he might get a disease.
Dr. Jacobs pried Fluffys mouth open with two fingers and frowned. Gingivitis he mumbled. His teeth are pretty yellow. He could use a good cleaning.
He did not either have gingivitis. Fluffy let out a low, resonant growl because it was pissing him off that this guys fingers were in his mouth accusing him of bad oral hygiene.
Dr. Jacobs jerked his hand out of Fluffys mouth and watched him skeptically for signs he might rip his hand off at the wrist.
The thought grew in appeal.
Well, there was just no pleasing this man was there? He was too fat. His teeth were yellow. He should be on a diet. He was grouchy
He has fleas, Dr. Jacobs said.
And to top it all off he had fucking fleas the mere thought made him use his hind leg to scratch furiously at his back.
JC nodded. I bathed him when I brought him home and did one of those flea dips.
Dr. Jacobs looked up and smiled at JC, his eyes sweeping over her lush body. You did the right thing by bringing him in. He needs his shots to begin with and we can recommend a healthy diet. As to his roaming, well, that could be cured by neutering him.
His testicles shrank, tucking themselves safely to his body to protect them from the scalpel.
Hookay. No more Dr. Jacobs. There will be no whacking off of the balls, thank you kindly . It was time to go home or the nice doctor was going to get the surprise of the millennium when he shifted into human form and clocked him one right in his doctor-like face.
Ill have to wait on something like that. Its really expensive and this visit alone is costing a fortune, JC said.
Finally, someone with a measure of sanity.
Dr. Jacobs chuckled. I understand, he said as he patted Fluffy on his backside. Well get you all set up. Vitamins, flea powder, toothbrush, the works. For now, he needs his shots. Gerta, would you help me lift Fluffy to the examining table?
Gerta scooped him up again and dumped him on the table. JC came to stand in front of him, giving him the opportunity to bury his snout in her breasts. Fluffy sighed contentedly.
Dr. Jacobs grabbed the scruff of his neck. Hang onto him would you, Gerta?
Nurse Ratchet placed her arms around his torso and JC held his nose in the palm of her hands. Itll only hurt for a minute, Cujo. So behave, hear me?
Behave, behave, behave. If he kept behaving hed have no nuts, he mused as the sharp sting of the needle penetrated his thick skin.
Fuck it. That hurt. Fluffy let out a howl of discomfort, shrill and piercing.
Dr. Jacobs held his ears.
Good. He hoped they rang for days on end.
Chapter Six
JC took Fluffy home and he collapsed on the floor of her bedroom, snoring softly. She smiled at his big body sprawled out in sleep. Poor thing, one trip to the vet and he was as meek as a kitten. She rubbed the top of his head with affection, then got up. Closing the bedroom door behind her she set out to clean her apartment and forget about Max. Hed niggled at the back of her brain all day long and now it was time to abolish him completely. With like cleansers and stuff.
Her nipples tightened just thinking of him.
Shit. What was she going to do? The man lived next door to her and shed nailed him in less than two hours. He was going to label her the apartment house slut and move on to his next prey. Talk about easy
JC found some old sweats and a T-shirt, changed into them and dug under her kitchen sink to find her cleaning products. Like scrubbing the grout on the kitchen tile was going to wash away the memory of last night.
She slammed the bucket full of hot water down on the floor and tied her hair back. No man was going to make her tingle like that. So there or was that no man had ever made her tingle like that before ?
Oh, what difference did it make? Shed done something totally out of character and behaved like the apartment house slut in the process. There was no taking that back now.
Hey, good lookin. How goes it? a deep voice rumbled from her doorway.
Damn, she really should remember to lock the friggin door so lust evokers like Max couldnt get in. JCs heart skipped two beats and her legs wobbled from her position on the floor, which just happened to be ass end up.
Good gravy .
Without looking up, JC mumbled, Fine, thanks.
Max came to stand over her, his boot clad feet at her eye level. JC? Are we still not looking at me?
He was a real brain surgeon.
Max knelt down in front of her and propped her chin up with his finger. Answer me.
Her eyes scanned his deep blue ones. Did one-night stands come back to have a two-night stand? Why do I need to look at you?
Because you think I think youre loose.
JC groaned. And what of it? Did they have to discuss it? Maybe do a little therapy as a couple over it? Im cleaning my floor. I dont have time to think about whether you think Im loose. Not really anyway.
His lips moved closer to hers as he grazed them with a whisper of a kiss. JCs stomach did a nosedive and her loins joined it. I dont think youre loose. I do think you should come have dinner with me and we can get to know one another.
Dinner? Where? In the den of iniquity across the way? Oh, no. She was not going back to Two-C. No way. Where? she asked tentatively.
Max grinned and winked. My apartment.
No, no, no. What time?
Max nuzzled her jaw and avoided her ear. Six.
Sex at six worked. Should I bring anything?
Pulling her upward he fit her body to his. Nope. Just you.
And my libido? JC gulped. Okay.
He smiled just before his mouth moved over hers and he slipped his tongue between her lips. JCs body had a will of its own as it molded to Maxs and she let the silky slip of tongue taste her own. A sigh escaped her. His kiss was like coming home to something she didnt fully understand and at the moment didnt care to ponder. It was familiar, yet new and unidentifiable. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her breasts strained against his hard chest.
Ouch! Max yelped as he tore his lips from hers. His hand went to the back of his neck and he rubbed it.
Whats wrong?
Max shrugged his shoulders and smiled again. Just a kink in my neck, which I assure you will be fine by the time you get to my place for dinner and that means I have to go if Im going to cook.
JC couldnt help but laugh. Are you going to dial the pizza guy up again?
He squeezed her one last time around the waist before letting her go. Hey, I can dial more than just the pizza guy. I have all sorts of take-out menus. Youll see, and Ill see you tonight, he said over his shoulder with a wink. Max shut the door behind him and JC sank to a kitchen chair, her knees weak and her thoughts fuzzy.
There was just no resisting him. Max was virile and funny and hotter than molten lava and shed had the best sex of her life with him. What was a girl to do when he blatantly made his intentions clear?
He wants to make you dinner, tramp. He didnt say anything about more sex .
Well, why not? Was she unattractive? Did he just want to make up for being a cad and ripping her clothes off the night before by making her dinner? Was he a man-tramp with a conscience?
That would suck. She didnt need a kiss-off meal, thank you.
The phone rang -- a sharp shrill intrusion on her thoughts. Diving across the kitchen, JC grabbed it. Hello.
Its Max.
Ah, the man-tramp calling to cancel. JC tried to sound casual, like it didnt bother her at all. Whats up?
Could you leave the earrings off tonight? My eyes watered for an hour after you left.
If he kept his lips to himself he neednt worry, now need he? But she found herself chuckling instead and said, Okay, no earrings.
His deep rumble of a laugh came through the receiver. Cool. Ill see you at six. Bye, JC.
JC hung up breathless and pissed at herself for agreeing to do anything. If this was a kiss-off meal then so be it.
It better be good.
\*
Yak, yak, yak. Fluffy yawned and eyed the alarm clock on the bedside table. If JC didnt quit talking to him like he was an Oprah episode shed be late for their dinner date and so would he. Good thing hed snuck off and pre-ordered everything. His stomach growled, intruding on their little heart-to-heart. Christ, he could devour a stable full of steer.
I dont know, Fluffy, what do you think? I mean why would he want to make me dinner if he just wanted to make up for last night? JC sat at the edge of her bed and played with the edge of her red, silky dress.
Damn she looked hot in it.
This is nuts dont you think, Fluff? We hardly know each other and I had sex with him. I never do things like that. Ive never had a one-night stand.
Good to know, now get over it because its going to happen again and again and again . Tonight if he could help it.
But hes so incredibly magnetic. When I see Max, hear his voice, Im drawn to him and I cant stop myself and I cant explain it.
Fluffy stretched from his place on the floor and cocked his head toward her. Naturally his cock rose to the occasion of sex with JC.
I will not have sex with him again tonight. And thats a promise --
What? No sex? Fluffys ears perked up. Wait a minute here
-- no matter how sexy he is. Im only asking to be hurt and I dont need that. He lives right across the hall. How will I feel when he dumps me and moves on to the next available woman?
Oh that was low. JC didnt even know him and she was making assumptions and not very nice ones either.
He was not a player.
But he was in a hurry. According to Eva if he didnt get a fire under his ass and present JC to the pack soon, that bad mojo thing was going to happen. None of it made sense to him, but he wasnt risking any bad karma. God knew the pack didnt need any trouble. They were in deep -- just in misfits alone. Another thing he didnt have time to dwell on. Being the Alpha male of his pack was nothing short of organized chaos.
Flopping back on the bed, JC stared up at the ceiling. If she didnt get her cute butt in gear he wouldnt have enough time to shift, let alone set the table. Okay, enough of this. JC knew him all of one night and theyd done the wild thing for the better part of it. She was worried about something that she didnt quite understand and he didnt have a lot of time to dwell on how to get her back to the pack while trying to make her understand. So he had to move quickly or hed be lifemate-less and that was beginning to disturb him far more than hed anticipated.
Jumping up on the bed with his front paws he licked her cheek, then headed for the door, signaling the need to go potty as she called it. JC ruffled the top of his head. Okay, Ill walk you before I have to go to Maxs. Will you be okay alone for a little while?
Yeah, yeah, lets go already . He pranced on the floor and JC chuckled, snapping his leash onto his collar. When she opened the door to the apartment he bolted, yanking free of her and running as fast as he could down the stairs. JC yelled after him, but he ignored her in favor of his opportunity to fly through the door just as someone else was coming in.
Bad dog , he thought, no biscuits for you . He was going to be in a shit load of trouble when JC got home.
Now he just needed to shift, shave and change. Oh, and brush his teeth so they wouldnt be yellow . Stupid vet. He couldnt help it that his wolf form had bad teeth. They worked just fine when he was gnawing on meat.
Shaking off his brisk run, Max/Fluffy stopped in the alleyway under his apartment to shift. He clenched his teeth, gritting them.
Nothing.
Well, shit. Must be all the shifting getting to him.
Okay, Max, my boy, focus . Think tall, dark and handsome. He willed himself to relax as the tension from his wolf form released in small bursts. The crunch of bone flexing and stretching took over. He busied himself thinking about JC until he stood erect and in human form.
Ahh, that was better. Max cracked his neck and looked down.
Oops .
Fuck, he was naked and it was more than a little evident hed been thinking of JC. Despite the cold night air, his little buddy didnt seem to feel the effects.
Sighing, he climbed up the stairwell to his window and slipped into the warm apartment. Seeing the time on the microwave he rushed to throw some plates and silverware on the table, then headed for the shower.
He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror and stopped to inspect his teeth. Pulling his lips back he examined them.
Max snorted. He did not have gingivitis.
Chapter Seven
Damn dog. Maybe having him neutered was exactly what he needed , JC thought as she knocked on Maxs door. Max opened it smiling and smelling of a vaguely familiar cologne. His burgundy knit shirt hugged his muscled chest and jeans that fit snugly over every ripple in his thighs made her mouth water.
JCs nipples responded in kind. Hells bells. Girls, could you please give me a break? Absolutely no sex. Are we clear? We are celibate -- as in sexless in Hoboken .
Maxs eyes roamed over her body appreciatively before he leaned in to kiss her cheek and murmured, I like red on you.
Her body leaned against his momentarily before she reminded herself this was a non-sex date.
No sex .
Letting Max lead her into the kitchen, she hung back just enough to keep a distance between them. Pulling out a chair, he offered it to her and she sat down, scooting around his bulky frame to avoid touching him.
I hope you like steak, he said.
Yes, steak, no sex, please . I like steak. JC smiled politely.
Good. Max began to bring covered dishes to the table. Whatever it was it smelled heavenly. Steak Diane, he commented absently as he served her.
Yeah, Ill bet. Did Diane teach you to make it too? As he placed his serving of steak on his plate, JC grimaced. It jiggled.
Max sat down beside her and chuckled at the face she made. I love mine rare, but I pegged you for a medium kind of girl.
JC cut into hers and found that it was just right. After she slid a piece in her mouth she decided Max could cook for her anytime.
Cook, but not boink. No boinking. Nosexnosexnosex .
They talked about a little of everything as they ate and JC found herself warming to his every word, giggling like a stupid girl in high school when he said something clever. Which was nearly every sentence that came out of his mouth.
He was particularly quiet when they talked family, mentioning only that he came from a large brood and they all lived back in Columbia . Then why would he move so far away? The smile on his face told her he obviously loved them. JC decided not to push the issue as she gabbed about her own parents and her salon.
JC helped him clear the dishes. The moment they were washed and dried she said, Well, Max, this was very nice. Thank you. I dont think Ive had a meal that was this good in a long time. JC began to back away toward the kitchen doorway. So maybe we can do this again sometime, okay? That was very noncommittal. She congratulated herself.
Max was beside her in a matter of seconds, hovering over her with his big body. You were going to just eat and run? I feel cheap, used, he teased.
Hah! She could teach him a thing or two about cheap. Well, Fluffy he ran away again and I have to go see if he came -- his lips brushed hers --back Oh, hell he was doing that magnetism thing and it was making her knees like butter. JCs hands went to his chest to push him away, but instead she found they kneaded the flesh beneath them.
Fluffy came home last night, didnt he? he asked as he nibbled at her naked earlobe.
Y-esss, she hissed when his tongue found the rim of her ear.
Then why dont you stay a little longer, his words enticed her.
I cant, Max. I just dont do things like His large hand cupped her breast through the thin material of her dress.
Like this? he asked as he began to move them together, thumbing a tight nipple.
JC arched toward the caress. Yes, like this.
Max groaned against her neck, I dont usually either, JC. I dont make a habit out of having sex with someone I dont know, but with you it was different.
Oh, she was going to fall for his bullshit. She could feel it between her legs. What the hell? What was another roll in the sheets of lust between neighbors? It beat giving him a casserole.
The only thing she could do was respond to him. Her will to leave his apartment un-ravished was gone. Max took her silence for acquiescence and scooped her up, carrying her to his bedroom and laying her on his big bed. The sheets were cool on her back and countered her heated skin. Closing her eyes, JC damned her slut theory to hell as her nipples beaded and a rush of white-hot heat slithered between her thighs. Max pulled his knit shirt over his head, tearing off his jeans. JC was treated to a closer look at the finely sculpted Max. Ripples of muscle led to narrowed hips and long, lean legs. He stole the air from her lungs when her eyes landed on his cock. JC had never spent much time appreciating a mans body, but Maxs was something to behold. His erection was thick and firm, jutting forward, and her heart sped up as she anticipated it entering her.
Max slipped her shoes off and ran his tongue over her calf, nipping the skin, lifting her dress as he reached her thighs, and grazing the tender skin inside them.
JC squirmed beneath the sear of his lips. Hot and firm, they swept over her skin. When Max reached her panties he growled, nudging her legs apart and hooking his thumbs under the waistband as he slid them off. His hair brushed against her thighs as he dipped his head to run his tongue over the crease between her thigh and pussy.
Maxs hot breath drove her to arch upward, her legs spreading willingly as she held her breath, anticipating the unknown. Maxs fingers skimmed the outer lips of her pussy with a light touch, tracing them, separating the curls, hovering over her cunt with his lips. JCs hands went to either side of her, tensing, bracing herself for the slide of his wet tongue.
His exploration was agonizingly slow, whisper light kisses of heat. He spread her flesh with two fingers and shoved a hand under her ass, gripping the flesh. JC fought the impulse to beg for him to put his mouth on her aching flesh. Maxs tongue snaked out, taking a quick swipe of her clit. JC bucked, reaching for more. Her hips lifted to meet his tongue and Max complied, making a long pass over her exposed flesh.
JCs fingers tore at the blanket beneath her, clutching it to stop from grabbing Maxs head and jamming it against her cunt. Max teased her clit, tugging at the swollen bud, sending sharp jolts of electricity over her flushed skin. His thick finger slipped into her and her pussy clenched it in desperation. JC rocked against it, rolling her hips as Max licked her.
Max drove his finger into her, now slick with her need. He plunged into her, latching onto her clit and suckling it. JC felt the throb between her legs catch fire. Her legs came up to wrap around Maxs thick shoulders and her gut clenched, preparing for orgasm.
With her eyes clenched tightly shut, JC strained against Maxs mouth as the first tendril of electricity wound its way upward, tearing through her with the same sharp clarity of last night. She could have never anticipated this kind of rush, this wave so intense she had no choice but to ride it as it pushed her over the edge.
JC came with a scream that erupted from her throat and tore at the silence of the room. Max groaned against her cunt, decreasing the pressure of his mouth as her lower body drifted back to the bed.
Gasping, as Max covered her body with his, JC clung to his shoulders, digging her fingers into his flesh. His cock, hot and heavy, rested between them, but JC moved her hands down over the slope of his back to wedge between them, cradling his cock.
Now Max was the one to arch up, his neck stretched back, the bulge of muscle and veins rigid and pulsing. JC pumped him with slow strokes and Maxs hips pressed toward her hand. She tugged him upward until he straddled her body, leaning back, jabbing into the warm tunnel of her hands. His balls were heavy in her hand, full and tight. Wetting her lips, JC led him to her mouth. As her tongue tentatively tasted him Max gripped her head, ran his hand over her jaw.
She took him by slow increments, allowing the thick length to inch between her lips, tightening her mouth around him until she reached the base of his shaft. Maxs finger slithered into her mouth too, rubbing against her tongue, slipping under it to caress his own rock hard flesh. Her nipples tightened, scraping against his ass that now sat on her chest, but Max repositioned himself. Remaining in her mouth, he swung his legs over her so he sat behind her, making her tilt her head back, allowing his entire cock better thrust. She tugged at him, moving her head up and down, swirling her tongue over him. Max leaned over her and pushed deeper into her mouth as his hands pulled her dress up over her breasts and cupped them. He gently pinched her nipples, groaning when she wrapped her arms around his waist and sucked at his cock with force, lifting herself up to take all of him over and over.
Max pulled away from her and yanked her dress off, throwing it to the floor impatiently and lying down behind her. Lifting her thigh he pulled it to drape over his hip and in one forceful plunge, positioned his cock between her legs, driving into the slick passage of her cunt. The thick invasion made JC gasp in surprise it was so sudden, but as Max drove into her, she found she wanted more. Harder, faster reaching up, JC circled his neck, digging her fingers into his scalp, slicing through the silk of his hair, pulling his head to her neck. Her ass lifted against his strokes, her pussy clenched him, milking the steel between her legs. Max splayed his hand over her waist, moving her with him, pressing her firmly against his broad chest.
She felt his cock twitch within her and when his fingers drifted to her clit and his breathing was ragged JC couldnt stop the rage of climax. It sucked her in as her sole focus became his cock, taking her to a place that was beyond what shed experienced last night, beyond anything shed experienced ever.
Max took his last stroke on a howl, a howl that muffled her own as she too responded to the call of her own need to let go. When she did it overwhelmed her, ripped through her, flooded her with searing heat.
JC clung to Max, her breath short whistles of air. Maxs chest rose and fell against her back in a rapid rise and fall. His hands caressed her, roaming over her hips, stroking her thighs. And to think you wanted to eat and run, he chuckled near her ear.
Silly, misguided her.
Chapter Eight
JC began to feel the cool of the air and the drip of the ever infamous wet spot, bringing with it the reality of what shed done again . Her hand went to her eyes, covering them and she bit her lip.
Max let go of a long sigh. Now I know what youre thinking, JC. Cut it out, he said firmly. We made love again and if I have it my way, well keep doing it.
Oh, God. This man was delusional. She was never coming back here again.
Suuure. She was, after all, really good at sticking to her guns, or his gun
Max tilted her chin up, turning her to look at him. Now dont start. I dont think youre loose, not even a little. I dont think you do anything that moves into this apartment building and Im not going to let you deny whats between us. So stop all of those thoughts that are racing through that pretty head of yours now .
Man, he talked good game.
And I am not talking good game. Your prickly cynicism troubles me, miss.
Her tongue moved like it was mired in mud. Max, I dont do this sort of thing. I mean we just met each other and I cant just go screwing men I hardly know and -- and -- oh, my GOD , she yelled, sitting up and ignoring the rush of semen from inside of her. We had unprotected sex, Max! JC scrambled to the edge of the bed, her stomach tight as panic settled in. Not once, but twice! JC jumped off the bed as if it burned her, taking the sheet with her, but Max followed close behind, following her to the bathroom. Oh, Jesus Christ in a mini skirt! How could she have been so fucking stupid?
Max grabbed her by the shoulders and whipped her around to face him. His face was calm and that only served to infuriate her more. Ive been tested, JC. Its okay. Relax, its not your cycle Suddenly he clamped his mouth shut.
Her answer came out on a high-pitched wheeze. How the fuck do you know anything about my cycle? Her cycle he was right. She knew her menstrual cycle like she knew ice cream and potato chips around that time of the month. Shed just finished her period. Relief washed over her and then panic rose again as she realized Max couldnt know anything about her cycle.
JC! he commanded loudly, look at me and stop freaking out. I saw your calendar in the kitchen. I assumed the skull and crossbones sticker on it meant your period just passed.
She began to laugh. That was exactly what it meant. Oh, thank the good Lord. JC leaned against him, sagging in relief. Youre right, but we still shouldnt play with fire, she mumbled against his chest.
His deep chuckle bounced off the walls in the bathroom. I promise to buy condoms. Now about this tramp theory you have goin on. Cut it out. I dont do this as you call it, either. Thats the Gods honest truth. So, lets clean up and I want you to come back to bed with me. Tonight youre sleeping here, so when I wake up we can do this thing you dont do after knowing a guy only a couple of hours, again.
You are a very pushy man, Max, but I cant . Fluffy will be waiting for me.
Max rolled his eyes at her. Did you leave the window open and some water out for him?
JC nodded.
Good because he probably wont come back until morning anyway. Now move that cute ass of yours, he commanded with a smile as he went to the sink and began rinsing a cloth. He handed it to her and turned to leave. Youre not going anywhere, so lets go.
The idea of sleeping near Max all night long held great appeal. The desire to lie pressed closely to him made her shiver. His forceful tone no longer cajoled her and she found herself responding to his demands. Nobody told her what to do, but when Max had it made her feel strangely safe.
JC cleaned up and wrapped the sheet around her, waddling back out to the bed where Max lay sprawled out. He oozed sex appeal as he patted the bed. Cmere, woman, now .
JC had no will left to resist him as shaky, sex weary legs carried her to the bed. Climbing in beside him, JC snuggled closer to his side as Max enveloped her in his strong embrace.
Well, this was A-okay. He was warm and hard and her neighbor that shed known just over a day.
Max shook her gently and chided, Stop thinking that. By tomorrow itll be like youve always known me.
Oh, good , she thought as sleep crept in, that would cut out a lot of time consuming crap the getting to know you process presented .
Oy .
\*
JC woke to the sound of Maxs harsh, whispered hiss.
I said okay, Derrick. You know, I honestly dont know what you all would do if something really bad happened. Tell Eva to quit with the hissy fit. Ill be there later today and then do me a favor? Tell her to stop eating so much damn chicken soup, otherwise I wont be able to keep up. I love her, but shes making me nuts with her prophecies.
JC sat up with a bolt of energy. Who was Eva ? Her eyes narrowed. Max had a woman, didnt he? Well didnt that just figure? And she was sick because she was OD-ing on chicken soup.
Pig, pantywaist, jerk.
JC was just about to blow his Popsicle stand when Max bounded into the bedroom with a grin on his face and pounced on the bed beside her.
She didnt even realize shed dropped the sheet from her breasts as she said through clenched teeth, Whos Eva, Max?
Max leaned over and enveloped a nipple, teasing it to a tight point with the skill of his tongue. He dragged his tongue over it and JC moaned. My grandmother, he said after another hot lick. No, Im not married. No, I dont have a girlfriend. Now quit being so suspicious and be quiet because if I dont put this, he grabbed her hand and ran it over his cock, hard and pulsing, between your legs soon, Ill explode. With that he pushed her back to the bed and sat between her legs on his haunches, spreading them wide.
JC felt the heat of his gaze sweep over her naked flesh. Max leaned over her and kissed her, sliding his tongue between her lips just as he drove his cock into her.
JC whimpered, welcoming the hard thrust by wrapping her legs around his waist and stroking his tongue with hers.
Maxs sinful groan against her mouth mingled with his carnal words, Christ, JC youre tight and so wet, made JCs heart pound and her hips rock against his. It wasnt long before his forceful thrusts brought her to climax, a gentler release than last night. Burying her face in Maxs neck, she inhaled the clean, showered scent of him as he tensed within her and came too.
When they both were able to breathe normally Maxs eyes sought hers. I have to take a ride back home. Wanna come?
JCs heart thumped in her chest. Today?
Max nibbled on her lower lip. Yep.
To see your family?
He grinned. Yep.
What man asked you to go meet his family after only knowing each other for two days?
I thought we might spend the rest of the weekend there. Come with me, itll be fun. Youll love my family.
But he lived in a cabin or something with no microwave or cable television. There were bugs where he lived. Icky bugs and maybe even spiders. JC fought a shudder from under him.
I take it youre worried about the bugs and gross stuff, right? He chuckled. I promise to kiss it and make it all better if you get bitten.
Well, sure that made up for all the other gross stuff in the woods. JC liked the city, she liked Hoboken , and she liked her salon, but she liked Max almost as much. What could a couple of days hurt? But, Fluffy she couldnt leave him for two days. I cant leave Fluffy, Max. He needs to be walked and fed. As a matter of fact I have to go home and check on him now. Whew, a narrow escape indeed. JC found she wasnt one hundred percent sure she wanted to escape.
I took care of him this morning.
He came home? Relief overwhelmed her.
Max nodded, his eyes crinkled in a smile. I told you he would. He came through the window, I guess. He ate and when I left he was sleeping. See? All taken care of.
JC pushed at his shoulders. He cant keep running away like this. Im going to have to tie him to something if he doesnt cut it out. The vet said maybe neutering might help his wandering,
Max snorted as he withdrew from her and headed to the bathroom. I think that would be cruel. He should breed if you ask me. Hes magnificent.
JCs heart swelled again. Max liked her dog and her dog liked Max. Why this mattered to her, she couldnt say. She only knew it was like shed always had Fluffy and it was important for the man she was involved with to like him too.
Whoa. NO involvement with the man-tramp. But a trip to the country would be refreshing if Max was going and how bad could it be to spend time with his family? Well, you wouldnt have to raise the puppies and find homes for them. I can only have one animal according to my lease, JC reminded him.
JC heard the water running in the bathroom. Max popped his head out and smiled at her. Cmon, I started the shower for you. You can think about coming with me while you take one.
JC sighed happily. Hed started a shower for her he was so different from any man shed ever known. It made her all warm and fuzzy. It couldnt hurt to meet his family and spend the night. It wasnt like they were mating for life, right?
\*
The ride to Maxs familys house was beautiful. As the city grew to a distant dot behind them, JC found she loved the multitude of trees that were now almost bare from the chill of fall. Max held her hand in his lap as he drove and for JC it seemed like a natural extension of this relationship that had happened in two seconds flat. She couldnt put her finger on it, but it was right, at least for the moment. Shed decide for sure when it came to the icky bugs. Shed asked her upstairs neighbor to check for Fluffy. Max convinced her hed be okay just overnight.
As they pulled into the long driveway of his mothers house, JC began to get nervous. There wasnt much around these parts was there? Not a Blockbuster for miles. Did the pizza delivery guy even know how to get here? Though beautiful, it was very rural .
How did you get coffee in the morning if you didnt have a 7-Eleven? They probably grew their own beans and crushed them in big tubs with their feet like winemakers did.
Max ran a finger down her cheek and leaned over to peck her on the lips. I know its very different from Hoboken , but I think youll like it. Cmon, my mom cant wait to meet you.
Max came around and let her out. JC wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans. God, youd think she was meeting Attila the Hun. Breathing the cold, crisp air, she absently watched the spiral of smoke from the chimney on the large house. It was fantastic, just the house JC would want if it could be smack in the middle of Hoboken . Then she could sit on the big wrap-around porch with her coffee and pizza just freshly delivered.
The big oak door opened just as Max touched the handle and a woman who looked a great deal like Max threw her arms around his neck. Ive missed you, kiddo. Introduce me to your girlfriend and come inside.
His girlfriend ?
Mom, this is JC. JC, meet Mom.
JC smiled as they entered the big foyer. It smelled of cinnamon and apples. Hi, Mrs. Adams, its nice to meet you.
Mrs. Adams enveloped her in an embrace, wrapping her chubby arms around JCs smaller frame. Just call me Mom.
Max took JCs hand and pulled her away from his mother leading her into the big kitchen. Mom, Ive only just met JC. She might not be comfortable with calling you Mom just yet.
She nodded her raven head, but her blue eyes smiled. She will be, she said knowingly.
Okay, what was wrong with this picture , JC wondered to herself. Max was hunk-o-licious. He must have brought women home all the time, but mom sure was in a rush to hook him up. Either he really was a playboy and she was going through the I want grandchildren stage, or he had like some mental condition and he wasnt the catch he pretended to be. Wouldnt that just figure? Nearly everything about him was as close to perfect as it could get, he had to have a glitch .
JC found herself drawn to the big section of windows by the kitchen table. It had a window seat with cushions and pillows. She could curl up on it and read all day long given the opportunity. Peering out she saw a dog fly past the window. Circling near the edge of the drive he ran back up to the grassy area just under the window. He moved with the speed of lightning.
Jesus, he looked a lot like Fluffy, just a shade or two darker. Max came to stand behind her, circling her waist. He looks just like Fluffy you didnt tell me you had dogs.
Max chuckled. I didnt have much time. We were otherwise engaged. Im going to go see if I can find my brother. Will you be okay with Mom?
JC thought about how much Fluffy would like it here. A place to run to his hearts desire. Acres and acres of it. Ill be fine. She seems very nice. Go ahead and find your brother. Ill help Mom.
\*
I told you, Derrick, I havent told her yet. How would you feel if you were JC? Max ran a hand through his thick thatch of hair and slumped down in the chair.
Derrick, Maxs brother, nodded his understanding. Im sure its going to be hard for her to adjust. If youd listened to Eva last year, youd be all done now and have a pup or two. But, no, you put it off and put it off and now look. You have to hurry up and mate so that we can get this pack in gear.
Max hung his head. Granted he didnt want to be tied down last year when Eva read this prophecy in her chicken soup. But now that hed met JC, spent some time with her, he understood the calling the others spoke of. He wanted her and he wanted her forever.
Derrick leaned forward. Tell me, brother, do you want to have that , he pointed out of the back window, to carry on our legacy?
Max eyed his cousin Jerry from his chair. Poor Jerry he just couldnt shift like the rest of them. He got -- well, he got stuck halfway between human and wolf form and nothing helped. So most of the time he wandered around in his human form, but when the moon was full, look out Jerry was out there howling with the best of them, half man -- half wolf. No matter how hard he struggled, fists clenched and brow dripping with sweat, when he tried to fully shift, he ended up looking like he was constipated. Which in Maxs humble opinion was better than poor, neutered Beau. Beau had been captured by the local animal rights activists and fixed. Max shifted in his seat uncomfortably, but Beau was okay with being neutered, because he was gay
And then there was Hector. Hector hated to hunt. Hunting the small animals of the forest, as he put it, grossed him out, shudder, shudder. Hector liked the little rabbits he said they were cute and fluffy and he had a whole pen full that were off limits to the rest of the family. He named them, for Christ sake. Hector was also a vegetarian what kind of wolf didnt like meat?
Wolves with issues, thats what kind.
Max and Derrick were the last of the pack with any hope of carrying it on. He loved his family, but they werent your typical wolf pack. Not by any stretch of the imagination. They were a blend of anomalies, misfits to some. All of the other packs mocked them and with good reason Max supposed, but they were his pack -- good, bad or indifferent and hed do what it took to keep the line going.
Look, Derrick. I know I have to tell her. Imagine her shock when I shift for her. Not to mention the fact that she hates the woods.
Derrick scoffed, his chocolate brown hair shimmering as he shook his head in disgust. You know, Max? It would figure your lifemate is someone who hates icky bugs! This is the most messed up bunch of wolves Ive ever heard of. In all of wolf history we have the only non-meat-eating, homosexual, afraid of small creatures, half-man, half-wolf. Were like the circus freak show. And all I have to say to you is -- youd better get your ass moving because we need some hope here, Max, and were it.
Derricks tone was derisive at best. He loved and hated the ill formed pack he belonged to. Derrick wanted to be free to roam and do as he pleased. He didnt believe in lifemates. Unless it was Maxs, then he was all for it because it meant he could screw whatever moved without fear of retribution.
They were the most normal of the bunch, Max conceded. What do you want me to do, Derrick? Go out there and shift for her. Tell her her dog Fluffy is me? Jesus, shes going to think were a bunch of loons.
Derrick got up from his chair and threw open the window. Hector, he yelled. Hector looked up and smiled, holding out the small bunny to show Derrick. Would you put that damn thing away? Derrick snarled at him, but Hector stuck his tongue out at him. Derrick slapped his brother on the back. Bud, take another look outside. What about that doesnt speak loon to you?
Hector cradled his beloved rabbit, stroking its head and whispering in its big, floppy ear.
Max heaved a heavy sigh. Yep, he needed to tell JC.
Chapter Nine
Max found JC with his sisters in the family room, both with wet heads and towels around their shoulders. Hey, Max. Avery waved and blew him a kiss. Long time no see. JC is going to give us a deep, home remedy conditioning. She says we have split ends.
JC was busy digging her way through the thick, rope-like strands of hair on each of Maxs sisters heads. God, they had split ends out the wazoo. No one needed a deep conditioning like the Adams girls. They had wild, unruly hair that needed a great deal of care.
Looking up, she smiled at Max and he winked. JCs heart warmed in her chest and her nipples beaded tightly. He was undeniably sexy in his jeans and T-shirt. Spending the afternoon with Maxs family was comfortable and easy. Shed chatted with his mother and drank the best coffee she could ever remember having. Maxs mother hugged her often and told her how happy she was that Max had found her.
JC was more convinced than ever that he either had some kind of mental challenge that prevented him from keeping a girlfriend or his mother was just like most mothers. She wanted Max to settle down and have children so she could be a grandmother. What other explanation could there be?
Natalie smiled too, from beneath the curtain of midnight black hair that fell over her face. Hi, Max. Thank God you found JC. Shes a hair goddess.
JC giggled. I think we can blow dry now. Do you have one?
Both girls shook their heads. Are you kidding? The nearest Wal-Mart is like two hours away.
JC cringed. No Wal-Mart. Good gravy. Thats okay. I have one in my bag. Max? Wheres my overnight bag?
Max held his big, lean hand out to her and pointed through the front window. See that cabin all the way out there?
JC nodded. Im guessing thats where my blow dryer is.
Max nodded again. Yep. Cmon, its not far. Ladies, he said to his sisters, well be right back. Max kissed each of them on the cheek and Avery mumbled something in Maxs ear that made him frown and shush her. He pulled JC away from his sisters and out the front door.
JC took a deep breath of the fresh air. It really is beautiful here. Too bad theres no 7-Eleven.
If you lived here would you miss the 7-Eleven?
Fuck yeah .
JC breathed again. Maxs mothers coffee was better than the 7-Elevens. I honestly have to say I was skeptical, but now, I dont know. I like the peaceful surroundings. I love the trees. I grew up in Hoboken , lived there all of my life. This is all new to me and so far, no icky bugs.
Max laughed again, I told you youd like it, he said as they followed the cobbled path to the cabin. This is my cabin.
You have your own cabin here? Why would you leave it to come to Hoboken ?
Max looked away and pulled her inside. I told you, I have to do environmental stuff. Sometimes that takes me away from home for a long stretch of time.
JC cocked her head as they entered the warmth of the cabin. The fire was lit and welcoming. What stuff?
Max pulled her close to him and nipped her neck. I help preserve wildlife.
JCs legs went soft and her neck arched to meet his lips. What kind of wildlife?
Max lifted her hair and nibbled her ear. Wolves I help to preserve their packs.
If she could think straight she might have frowned. Instead JC sighed as he worked his way to her mouth. In Hoboken ? There arent any wolves in Hoboken .
Max began to tug at the button on her jeans and finally gave up. He jammed his hand into them, curving over the soft mound of her belly. He groaned against her lips when he slipped between the lips of her pussy, How about we talk about this later? Much later.
JCs hips moved to the rhythm of his caress. But your sisters are waiting
Max lifted her shirt and bra, pulling them over her head and kneeled before her. Theyve waited this long for a blow dryer; they can wait a little longer because I cant wait any longer.
Well, okay that was good enough for her. Bracing her hands on his shoulders JC dug her fingers into them as he pulled her jeans and panties down. No one had ever said these kinds of things to her. They made her feel desired and naughty all at once. Wrapping his arms around her waist he took her nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue over it. Her sharp gasp echoed in her ears and her cunt immediately felt the wet sting of heat licking at it. Max rolled his tongue over her belly, licking his way along the soft flesh, and down over the tops of her thighs. His tongue slipped between her legs with ease, delving into her pussy in short precise strokes. JCs hips began to move in a slow circle, letting Maxs tongue dip in and out of her aching cunt as his mouth moved against it. He dragged a finger through her wet folds, slipping inside of her, making her buck against his hand. Max pressed her close to his mouth, sucking her clit, taunting it with the rasp of his tongue.
JC came with the feel of his tongue in her pussy and his finger deep within her. Hard, sharp waves of silken heat stabbed at her, coursing through her in rushes of vividly sweet pleasure. Max nibbled until she caught her breath, then kissed his way back up to her mouth. God, Max was all she had to offer. JC wrapped her arms around his neck and let him lift her legs, positioning them over his hips.
I need to fuck you now , JC, he said roughly, his voice thick and hoarse. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock free. Without hesitation he gripped her hips and pushed her down onto it, driving hard into her.
JC screamed as he entered her, filling her, stretching her deliciously with his slick cock. Each time they made love, he seemed bigger, thicker, and it excited her that her body did this to his. She clung to his waist, wrapping her legs around and hooking her feet behind him. Her heels rested on his ass, and she pushed against it, encouraging him to thrust harder.
Maxs lips found hers, savagely ramming his tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers as they rocked in a tight embrace. He moved them together without missing a thrust, bending his knees to sit on the chair and setting her atop his lap. JC tasted herself on his lips, lips that brought the most carnal of pleasures, lips that moved over hers with finesse.
Max moved his hips upward as he cupped her breasts and thumbed her hard nipples.
JC milked the length of his shaft, tightening her muscles as her clit scraped the top of his jeans, circling his cock with aggressive downward thrusts. She rode him fiercely, her head falling back on her shoulders.
Max came swiftly, howling her name and digging his fingers into her hips. JC came too, with the rise and fall of his cock in her. Slumping forward, JC rested her forehead on his chin and fought for breath. Max buried his hands in her hair and kissed the top of her head, his breath raspy too.
Woman, he murmured into her hair, I think youre going to kill me.
JC giggled. I think in some states were legally married now.
Maxs head popped up and he frowned.
JC ran her hand down his face. Hey, it was a joke . Theyd known each other like two and a half days, what kind of booger sugar was he doin, thinking she was serious? Oh, wait a second, here it comes. The old let em down easy
JC, we have to talk.
JC lifted herself off of Max and tugged a blanket from behind his head with her, wrapping it securely around her waist. No, we dont have to talk. Just tell me where the bathroom is.
Max pointed down the hall and JC hurriedly scooped up her jeans. JC, we have to talk.
Yeah, shed bet they had to talk. I like you a lot, JC. But I dont want anything serious right now. Im the best lay youve had bar none, but Im hittin the highway to other chicks-ville now. Thanks bunches. JC didnt want to talk. She wanted to go home and see Fluffy.
Her heart tightened. Why did this upset her so? What did she expect after whacking a guy shed known two days? God dammit, God dammit, God dammit. She rinsed off with the washcloth and pulled on her panties and jeans.
Strong hands gripped her shoulders from behind and JC swiped at the tear that formed in the corner of her eye. We have to talk, JC, now .
No, you redneck Rico Suave, you have to get your horse and buggy and take me the hell home!
Max growled like really growled and hoisted her up over his shoulder. I said we have to talk. Now shut up and come with me.
As if she had a choice. Max flopped her back on the chair in the living room by the fireplace and sat opposite her. Just as she was about to protest, he held up a finger. Dont. Do not say a word. I have something to tell you.
JC crossed her arms over her chest and sucked in her cheeks. He had to make her listen to him confess he was a player? Jesus.
Okay, he began, remember I told you I was into wildlife preservation?
Yeah.
Well, Im trying right now as we speak to preserve wildlife.
What do I have to do with wildlife preservation? The wild thing -- maybe -- wildlife -- um, no.
Look, remember I said it had to do with wolves?
Yep. In sheeps clothing
Im a wolf.
And Im Little Red Riding Hood.
No, JC, listen to me. Im a wolf.
This is the most original breakup line in the history of breakups.
JC, look at me.
Havent we done this look at me thing before?
JC, look at me, really look at me. Im Fluffy
Despite the heaviness in her heart JC began to laugh, then she snorted, followed by howling shrieks of laugh-out-loud belly laughs. Clamping her hand over her mouth she wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes with the other. Oh -- GOD -- this -- this is -- above and, JC paused to gather her breath, wheezing for air, beyond the call of duuuutttyyy, she whistled the last word because it was all she could spit out.
Max grabbed her by her shoulders and looked her in the eye. Do you remember the trip to the vet with Fluffy?
JCs brow furrowed. Yeah, it cost a small fortune. She nodded.
Do you remember how much I weighed? One hundred and fifty pounds.
Oh, big fucking deal, she might have let that slip when her tongue was down his throat.
Max let out an exasperated sigh. Do you remember Killer?
JC gulped. Yes, Killer the feisty dachshund. She nodded again, eyeing him warily.
Do you remember telling Fluffy that you couldnt resist me?
Um, well, sorta
Do you remember me peeing on Jess?
Hookay. Now it was time to go home. She didnt know what the fuck was going on and she didnt give a shit. He could have found those things out if hed looked through a window in her apartment.
But I didnt move in until the next day, after the incident with Jess.
JC eased back against the chair and pushed Maxs hands away. Um, look. I dont know what your gig is, but you think youre a dog , Max. A dog, ya know woof-woof?
Max narrowed his eyes. I am not a dog. Im a wolf .
And sometimes, in my fantasies, Im the Little Mermaid, Max. I think you need help. Fluffy is a dog. A dog from the pound. You are a man who should be in a mental institution. And didnt that just figure? She knew it all along. His Clampett family back at the house was probably just as tweaked as he was.
JC. Im going to show you something and its going to make you freak out. But before I do, I want you to know that these past two days have been the best Ive had in my life. Im falling in love with you.
Oh, good. Thats nice. Just fucking ducky. A man who thought he was a canine was falling in love with her. He was every girls dream come true. Max was just a little too fond of his furry friends, eh? Yeah, Max, you show me. Im going home now.
NO ! he roared, scaring the living shit out of JC who cringed against the chair. His face softened again. Im sorry. Listen, JC just watch. Im going to do something, but Ill try and control it so it isnt a full shift.
Shift? He wasnt working a full shift . Oh God, she was going to die in this backwater cabin with a man who thought he was her dog Fluffy.
Max knelt before her and kissed her cheek, soft as a whisper. I would never hurt you, JC, he said fiercely. I cant stand your fear. Just watch and then youll understand.
Petrified, horrified, mortified, all the fieds rolled into one couldnt describe how frightened JC was, but his reassurances, his kiss, soothed her and that couldnt be right.
Max rose and stood by the fireplace and rolled his neck on his shoulders, cracking his knuckles, he closed his eyes and took deep breaths. JC heard a crunching, a harsh cracking and then it happened Tufts of gray and black hair sprouted from Maxs face, and his nose elongated and grew to a snout. Each muscle in his body rippled, tensing and flexing as he appeared to fight the change in him.
Holy -- fucking -- werewolf
JC took short choppy breaths. Vaguely she thought of Lamaze breathing techniques, just before she screamed.
Like loud.
So loud and long Max held his hands over his ears and shifted back, rushing to her side.
JC stuffed a fist in her mouth. The press of her cold, clammy hand between her teeth kept her from passing out.
JC! Talk to me. Say something. Say anything .
Tach me ome, she said around her fist.
Max ran his hands over her now cold arms. What?
JC moved her fist a bit, giving her tongue mobility. I said, take -- me -- home -- NOW !
Chapter Ten
The ride back to Hoboken was filled with a palpable silence, broken only by short sentences of explanation. JC couldnt speak if she wanted to. She wasnt prone to histrionics, but Jesus Christ! Maxs jaw clenched and unclenched. His hands remained tightly fastened to the steering wheel.
When they pulled up beside their apartment building and Max came around to let her out, she pushed her way past him, running up the stairs and fumbling for her keys to open the door. JC didnt listen to Max call her name. She slammed the door and fell against it, heaving a sigh of relief.
Fluffy!
She remembered Fluffy and flew to her bedroom. The window was still open and his food bowl filled with the food Max had said he left for him. He would come back, she reassured herself. He would come home tonight just like he always did and it would be okay. JC tore her clothing off and found a T-shirt. It was Maxs she brought it to her nose, inhaling his scent. JC threw it on for lack of anything else to wear and wearily pulled back the covers of her bed. Burrowing under them, she slept with the scent of Max in her nose, blocking out everything else.
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JC woke with a hard knot in her belly to the dark, cool of her bedroom. As her eyes focused on the room around her, the horror of what happened refreshed itself and sank in. Sitting up, she looked to the mat on the floor and then the open window. Fluffy was still gone and somehow she knew he wasnt ever coming back.
Tears filled her eyes and anxiety tore at her throat. She would never see Fluffy again Pieces of Maxs words came back to her from their car ride back. He was sorry he had to tell her this way. Yes, he knew most people didnt believe in werewolves, but they really did exist. She was his lifemate he knew this because a prophecy told him so in some kind of soup. It was how he was so sure he was falling in love with her, because Eva said so. At first he didnt believe it, he liked his life just fine without a lifemate, until shed found him in the pound. Now, after only two days, he knew he didnt want to live without her.
He hated kibble
JC choked back a laugh. Kibble
Yes, if she would consider the possibility of mating with him, shed have to come and live with him in the sticks of New Jersey . Hed do everything in his power to see to her happiness. No, she didnt have to become a wolf and no, he wouldnt rip her throat open if she refused. No, she didnt have to howl at the moon. Maybe she could open a beauty salon there He was the Alpha male of the pack it had to be her decision. He would never force her to do something she didnt want to do.
JC buried her face in her pillow. It was too much information. Werewolves and prophecies and lifemates oh, my.
The next week was a blur for JC. She went to work and tried to focus on anything but what shed seen, heard . But each night she came home and was greeted with the empty silence of her apartment. Fluffy wasnt coming back and neither was Max. When she came home mid-week, his apartment was empty and the next day it was filled with someone new. Another man, who waved and smiled cheerfully at her, saying maybe they could get together sometime.
No, she couldnt do that. No more sex with neighbors. For all she knew he was probably a vampire. How could she know who anyone really was anymore?
JC toyed with the soup in her bowl as the clock ticked in her kitchen. She hadnt heard a word from Max and now it was beginning to bug her. Actually, the numb calm shed experienced was dissipating and replacing itself with a good pissed off. Where the fuck was he? How dare he dump this shit in her lap and then just leave her with her own fucking thoughts?
Oh, my God, what was she thinking? He was a werewolf! A fucking howl at the moon, rare meat eating, allergic to silver, bona fide fucking werewolf!
Rolling her head on her neck, JC paused. And so what? Okay, so he was just a smidge scary oh, hell, he was a lot scary, but when had anyone in her thirty years made her feel like Max did? If he were a man, a fully human man, by now shed have been picking out friggin china and asking people to check off chicken or beef for the wedding reception.
She missed him desperately and hed been a part of her life for a mere two days.
But, shed have to move to the sticks of Jersey leave her salon and her apartment leave her quiet, lonely existence What was the worst that could happen? They would fail at a relationship. He would bring a dead rabbit home to her instead of flowers?
How would she tell her parents?
JC jumped up and paced the floor, making plans in her head that didnt fully form because she couldnt keep a straight thought. The only thing she did know was that she and Max needed to talk, now that shed had time to let the reality of this sink in. If missing him the way she did was love, if craving his touch was love, this was really love, then she couldnt let the opportunity slide because he was a wolf.
A fucking werewolf
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JC banged on Maxs cabin door with a vengeance. God only knew how shed found her way back to it. She could thank her good sense of direction and her need to talk to Max.
When he opened the door, she closed her eyes, hoping he was in human form.
JC, look at me, he said quietly.
JC popped her eyes open and sighed. God, he was so fabulous even when he was Fluffy shed thought he was magnificent. Taking a deep breath she pushed her way through the door and stood in the middle of his living room. Okay, we have to talk and why the hell havent you called me? Dont they have phones here in Hooterville?
He fought a smile. Yes, they have phones, but you needed time to think. I wanted you to have it.
Well Im done thinking now. If I think much more Ill likely end up in a padded cell.
Max chuckled, but his hands remained clenched in fists by his side.
So, I thought and then I thought some more and once the shock wore off I thought again. This is how I see it. You are a wolf, a fucking wolf! You let me adopt you at the pound, fall in love with you as a dog and then you move in next door and make me think Im a slut because I jumped your bones within hours of meeting you. What do you have to say for yourself, Max Adams?
Max shrugged his big shoulders and gave her a sheepish grin. I told you I didnt think you were a slut. Thats just how it is with lifemates
Max? This lifemate thing how long have you known I was your lifemate?
Max grinned again, the dimples in his face deepened. Um, about a year.
A year? she said astounded. And what about this situation, she pointed at the both of them, could have changed if youd done this prophecy thing a year ago?
Max frowned. Um, I could have given you time to adjust? Wooed you even?
Good answer, Fluffy !
So does this mean youre considering this thing between us?
Maybe.
Im going to have to do stuff, arent I? Like buy you flowers and shit? he teased.
JC burst out laughing. Well just have to see. I only know that Ive missed you and your alter ego Fluffy and Im not as attached to Hoboken as I thought I was.
The salon?
I talked to my partner. Its going to take some reworking, but if I do this lifemate thing she said well figure it out.
So youll stay
JC couldnt wait anymore. She closed the distance between them and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him soundly. I suppose that could happen.
Max breathed deeply. Ive missed you too and well have to see what I can do to convince you staying is the right thing to do. He wiggled his eyebrows at her before he slipped his tongue between her lips.
JC moaned at the rush of excitement only Max could create. Her body began to settle against his and it was suddenly all right.
Max pulled away from her and cupped her jaw. Oh and by the way, that cutesy sweetums bullshit sucked. Sweetums , he snorted at her, nobody calls me sweetums.
Yeah? Well you sure didnt seem to mind me calling you sweetums while I was scrubbing your balls now did ya?
He narrowed his eyes to keep from chuckling. Well, that was a mighty fine scrubbing you gave my balls. Didnt you know all dogs like to have their balls scrubbed?
Oh shut up! What really pisses me off here is you LET me believe you were some mangy mutt. All the humiliation you suffered along the way -- as far as Im concerned, you deserved it! I mean, I talked to you about you . How utterly absurd is that? You didnt play fair, Max, and now Im considering moving to the woods and living with you and your pack of -- of wolves?
Max nodded his head. I know its a lot to take in, baby. But I am what I am. You dont have to be a wolf too, you know. Though I bet youd have a beautiful coat.
JC shook her finger at him. Dont you try to appeal to the hairdresser in me, buddy. How the hell do I explain this to my mother? Hey, Mom, I have a new boyfriend. His name is Max and he lives in the country. Have I mentioned hes a wolf? Yeah, just like the kind you see on National Geographic. Nope, we dont need Halloween costumes here in the sticks, we have Max!
Max laughed as he scooped her up and carried her off to the bedroom. We have a lot to talk about, but could it wait? Its been a week since Ive seen you and well, you know
JC giggled, Yeah, I think I do know. Take me to your den and ravish me.
Just as they hit the bed, Derrick, the brother shed heard about but didnt meet, burst through the door to the cabin, yelling Maxs name.
Ya know, he commented to JC as he kissed her, Im not sure how I feel about this Alpha thing if it means I have to take care of everything.
Derrick popped his head in the door with his eyes closed. Can I look?
JC laughed and Max said, Yes, Derrick, you can look.
Ive got a big fucking problem, brother! Goddamn Eva and her prophecies!
Max jumped up from the bed, concern written all over his face. What now ?
Derrick leaned back out of the door and picked something up. He showed it to JC and Max. This -- this now. He held up a pet carrier.
Maxs eyes widened. What the --
-- Fuck? Derrick yelped. Yeah, you got it. Eva sends me off to the pound today with some mysterious bullshit about finding the blue container.
Well, JC thought, it was blue.
And? Max said hesitantly as he eyed the pet carrier.
Derrick narrowed his eyes and held up the carrier with two hands in front of Max. And this is my fucking lifemate !
Max and JC both peered inside the dark interior of the carrier. Something stirred, dark and shadowy
Meow
Wolf Mates: Whats New Pussycat?
Derrick Adams is not happy. His pack of wolves isnt like all the others. Hes got a brother who found his lifemate in the pound, a cousin whos a vegetarian and now he has a lifemate of his own and she isnt barking
Special Thanks to the Lakota Wolf Preserve
The inspiration for this story came from several places, one being my love of wolves that began after a trip to the Lakota Wolf Preserve in Columbia , New Jersey two years ago. Please note, though I make light in my books, I take the plight of any animal very seriously. I gathered much of my visual information after my trip to the preservation and I will never forget a gentleman by the name of Dan Bacon, who owns and operates this fine establishment. His dedication, love and tireless efforts to care for these great, mythic animals extend beyond the boundaries of selfless acts. His story and how this preservation came to be isnt something you come across everyday. It remains with me to this day.
If youd like more information on the Lakota Wolf Preserve, please visit http://lakotawolf.com/index.htm
Dakota Cassidy
Dakota Cassidy found writing quite by accident and its been madness ever since. Who knew writing the grocery list would turn into this?
Dakota loves anything funny and nothing pleases her more than to hear shes made someone laugh. She loves to write in many genres with a contemporary flair.
Dakota lives with her two handsome sons, a dog and a cat. (No wolves.) Shed love to hear from you -- she always answers her e-mail! dakota@dakotacassidy.com

