like art, so I studied up on it.” Nick kissed her red hair.
“Awww.”
When Brandee gazed up at him, her eyes took on a soft blue light, reminding him of the sky in one of Monet’s paintings.
We’ll have some beautiful blue-eyed children someday. Few werewolves married outside the pack, so he had no idea what to expect regarding reproduction. Hopefully their children would be as long-lived and healthy as wolves but as gentle as their mother.
“What do you say? Are you ready to get out of here? Maybe we can get in a little afternoon delight before dinner.”
“Well, since you put it that way.” She grinned and his heart leaped.
“We can always come back another day.”
“That would be nice. It’s a great place for inspiration. Look at the way Monet painted the same subjects at different times of day. It’s something I enjoy doing with my photographs, playing with light and shadow like he did.”
“So, you’re still working on your photography?”
“Of course.”
“Good. Can I see some of your work?”
She hesitated. Eventually she said, “Sure. As long as you don’t expect them to look like a Monet.”
He chuckled. “I don’t imagine you can do that with photography.”
She gave him a sly smile. “You’d be surprised by what I can do.”
“Are we still talking about photography?”
She elbowed him. “Leave it to you to take everything I say in that direction.”
He laughed. “I can’t help it. You inspire me.”
***
Back at Nick’s condo, they kissed their way to the bedroom, stripping off their clothes at the same time. Nick was an incredible lover, and Brandee had never experienced the kind of mind-blowing orgasms she had with him every single time.
They stumbled in, hampered by their twining legs, and Brandee laughed as she almost hit the floor. Nick swooped her up and laid her on his bed. He kissed her again, and she melted into a heated pool of desire.
He gathered her ass in his big hand and pushed her against his erection.
God but she wanted him. With every fiber of her being, she wanted to be possessed. Held the way only Nick could, showing how much he cherished his “mate.” She’d gotten used to the word and enjoyed its double meaning.
His hands caressed her excited skin. His breathing was urgent and he leaned heavily into her, pressing his erection against the apex of her thighs. Brandee’s sexual appetite became ferocious, and she whimpered into his mouth.
She restlessly moved against him, trying to appease the ache between her thighs. She longed for him to fill her, and she was wet with need. His warm male skin shivered with her touch. The room was warm and she was burning, so he had to be shaking with lust, not cold. She kneaded the thick muscles that rippled under her hand. Her fingers found his flat male nipples, and she squeezed each one until he gasped for air, then groaned.
“Brandee. I need you.”
She laughed. “And the problem with that is…”
“I want to be inside you—now.”
She was so swept away, she almost forgot to ask. “Condom?”
He nuzzled her ear and whispered, “Do we have to?”
That startled her for a moment, but she was on the pill and believed him when he said he was healthy.
She pulled his mouth to hers for another kiss. He nipped her lips and she tasted a drop of blood. He lapped at it, and the pain quickly faded. When she touched her mouth, there was no blood to be found.
“Oh, God, I love this woman.”
Had she actually heard his thought? He must have been talking to himself and the sound was muffled by the sheets or something.
He cupped her breast and flicked her nipple with his thumb. Her womb clenched as if reaching for him.
He rolled her on top and adjusted so he could capture her hard nipple and suck greedily. She arched back and moaned as a symphony of sensations raced through her body. He lavished the same attention on the other breast, and she thought she’d come any moment. He wasn’t even inside her yet!
She couldn’t make him wait any longer. Hell, she couldn’t wait any longer.
She broke the glorious suction just long enough to sit up straight and lower herself onto his erection. They moaned together. He began to move his pelvis up and down, and she rocked forward and back. Dear Lord, the ripples of bliss started as soon as he hit her G-spot.
Don’t come right away. Try to hold off for him.
“Or come more than once.” It sounded as if