Dark Wolf (Spirit Wild) - By Kate Douglas Page 0,123

him that way. Still, the man could make magic when they came together. She sighed, flopped back on the mattress, and arched into his touch. “I hope you’re planning to follow through with that.”

Igmutaka gave her a long, lazy smile, reached down, and stroked his sizeable erection with one hand. “Have you ever known me not to follow through?”

She felt her anger sliding away. It wasn’t his fault he was absolutely perfect, and at the same time, perfectly wrong. For her, at least. She knew the one he loved. Knew that, so far anyway, that love wasn’t being returned. “Star’s an idiot.”

He grinned as he stroked a line from her throat to her pubes. “Mikaela Star is young. She has yet to discover her path. It will, of course, lead directly to me.”

“You sound so sure.” She laughed softly as his hands slid up her body and he stroked the sensitive skin beneath her breasts. “What if you’re wrong? What if she chooses another?”

Lying beside her, he teased the nipple he’d tapped earlier, working it gently with his teeth and tongue for a moment before lifting his head. His lips were shiny—as slick and shiny as her nipple—and they parted on a soft smile. “Then I will kill the bastard.”

Sunny laughed. Ig was not really a killer . . . was he?

He grinned at her. “I’ve not told many of this, but it was foretold when she was still in Tala’s womb. I knew Mikaela Star was special when Tala carried her and we actually communicated before her birth. When Tala pushed her forth and she fell into my hands, I knew she was mine.” He gazed at Sunny over the dark red nipple he’d so skillfully aroused. “One does not question a gift from the gods.”

“I see.” She moaned as he lowered his head and began working on the other breast. After only a moment of pure bliss, Ig raised his head again.

“You are a gift as well, Sunny. Not for me, though. Your man is out there. I sense him drawing close. You will know him soon.” He tilted his head and frowned. “Very soon.”

My man? Soon? Sunny shoved herself up on her elbows so quickly she knocked Igmutaka aside. “Where is he? Who is he? How do you know?”

Laughing, Ig rolled to his back. “I don’t know the details. I just know he’s coming.” He sat up, and his look grew pensive as he shrugged those wide shoulders. “Just as I know that tonight Mikaela Star is with yet another young man, another lover who will disappoint her. Before long, she will accept that I am the one who loves her, that I am the only one who can make her happy.”

The yearning in his voice was almost her undoing. Sunny ran her fingers through the thick hair tumbled across his forehead. “I know you’re not my mate, Ig, but you’ve never disappointed me, and you always make me smile.”

He leaned close and kissed her. Covered her small body once again with his much larger one. She arched beneath him, finding the broad head of his penis already pressing against her labia. With a slight tilt to her hips, she opened to him, felt the slick burn as he filled her, sliding that thick length all the way to the end of her vaginal sheath.

He was big and hard and fit her perfectly. He was funny and sweet, brave and powerful, and so beautiful he made her ache.

A perfect man.

Just not a perfect mate.

At least not for Sunny Daye.

After a really nice dinner, they’d ended up back at his apartment, which was a good thing, especially since Star still hadn’t recalled his name. She finally spotted it on a framed diploma on the wall. Haydon. His name was Haydon Smith, and she remembered that she’d met him in one of the libraries on campus.

Another good thing about ending up at Haydon’s apartment was that it was his place, not hers. She hated having to ask a man to leave after sex, but she had sex with a lot of guys, and she didn’t want them hanging around afterward, especially when they never managed to leave her satisfied.

This guy hadn’t even tried very hard, but he’d certainly managed to find his own satisfaction. More than once. Now he slept soundly, so she carefully lifted his arm off her breasts and slid out from beneath him. As she turned away to get out of the bed, that same arm