lips, and my arms looped around his neck. With all of his pent-up energy, he was actually gentle.
Until he wasn’t. He backed me against the wall beside the door and pinned my body with his, deepening the kiss until I forgot all about Jett Markle, or the job, or even what my name was supposed to be.
It was just him and me. His lips on mine. His large, hard body caging me in, the rock-solid bulge of his cock pressing into my belly. I could feel every hard, hot inch of him. Unlike Jett, Rob smelled good. Like hard work and hot man. I couldn’t explain it, but it called to me. I craved it, wanted to breathe him in all the time. When he eased back, rubbing his lips like he was still tasting me, his lids were at half-mast.
“Think about my offer,” he rumbled and released my robe. He set his hat back on his head. I had no idea how he’d done all that with his hat in one hand, but he had.
I drew in a shaky breath, my pussy clenching. “I will.” The words wobbled as they came out.
Rob backed away, tipping his hat before he walked into the darkness.
As I pushed into the house, my legs trembled. And it wasn’t from fear.
Damn.
Maybe I should’ve invited him in because the ache I’d felt for him before was nothing compared to this. One taste of Rob Wolf, and I was hooked. I was a DEA agent, but he was my drug. And I wanted more.
6
ROB
I walked back to Wolf Ranch with the taste of my mate on my tongue. I hadn’t intended to go to her. After the pack meeting, I’d realized how fucking impossible this situation was and let my wolf lead.
I’d seen Markle’s truck pulling away from her driveway, and my entire thought process changed. My wolf howled, knowing he’d been anywhere near our mate. Breathed in her scent, seeing her smile. Her scowl. Anything from her.
No matter the situation with my pack, this was personal. Markle might be a pain in the ass, but he wasn’t getting Natalie. No. Fucking. Way.
I’d run the rest of the way to her place without even thinking.
I’d had a taste of her, and my wolf had been right. She was ours. I licked my lips then grinned. She tasted like strawberries and honey.
I’d just kissed my mate.
I chuffed a low laugh in the darkness. Yeah, my situation was as fucked as it could be with the pack demanding I mate a she-wolf and my true mate turning out to be the human next door, but that didn’t stop the buoyancy in my chest at having been near her. Having kissed her. I felt like a middle school boy who’d had his first smooch or copped a quick feel.
My wolf wasn’t happy I hadn’t parted her robe, lifted her up so my dick was at her entrance and plunged into her, fucking her against the side of her house. My wolf wasn’t happy I walked away at all. If it were the full moon, I wouldn’t have been able to leave.
I might have lost control and done something regrettable because she wasn’t a wolf and didn’t know our ways. Didn’t know it had been one deep breath, and I was done for. She was mine, forever. Somehow, I’d forced myself to leave her place tonight.
Humans didn’t take kindly to being claimed before they knew a guy. At least that was what my brothers found, and I’d watched them fuck up. I didn’t want to do the same. Oh, I’d fuck up. There was no help for it. The pack was going to lose their shit when they learned the truth, especially Nathan and anyone else who thought I was steering the pack wrong. It was the outcome, besides having Natalie for a mate, that was uncertain. I hadn’t been alpha eighteen years to have it yanked for petty shit now. Who I mated wasn’t petty, but the concept of it dividing the pack… that made me the only one to resolve it because I was the one who was causing the problem.
As I arrived back at the ranch house, I realized something was up. I paused, glanced at the place with all the lights on. No one should be there.
I jogged up to find Clint’s parents’ car parked in front, along with my brother Colton’s. He and Marina were back from North Carolina. Funny how that brought a sense