Love at First Mate - Dani Wyatt Page 0,6
telling me to let him out so he can murder Robert for touching what’s ours.
“So.” Wynter looks at me. She should be scared, but instead she brushes Robert’s hand from her shoulder just before I break his arm, and reaches out to lay her soft fingers on my fist as if to say down boy, you’re okay. We’re okay. “I want the space. But only if Ragnar can be on call for any future plumbing issues. At your expense.” She points at Robert, whose eyes snap from Wynter to me and I stare him down, my eyes leaving no doubt he better accept her terms or things may go from bad to worse for him.
“He accepts your terms,” I answer, speeding things up. “Go get the paperwork so we can finalize things.” I stare at Robert, who’s looking at me like I’m crazy. “Go!” I bark, jerking my head toward the front door, making him jump as I look at Wynter as she chokes back a laugh.
I expect her to give me some blowback about butting in and saying ‘we’ but instead, she crosses her arms over her tits, pushing them up into the V-neck of her blouse and I envision my cock giving her the titty fuck of a lifetime, ending with her face covered in my cum.
“Okay,” Robert agrees, backing away with a confused look. “I’ve got the contract in my car. I’ll write in the amendment about Ragnar’s services, then I’ll be right back.”
“Perfect,” Wynter chimes in. “I’ve got my checkbook ready. Time to start a new chapter of my life.”
A new chapter of my life.
Her words ring in my ears like church bells. The kind I hear every time there’s a fucking wedding in this town.
The rage and surliness that’s come over me for the last month dampens as we watch Robert move through the doorway toward the front of the store and disappear outside.
“Well,” she says, flashing me that smile and my balls twitch, my heart about to crack my sternum. “It’s nice to finally meet you. Officially that is.”
She uncrosses her arms, holds out her hand for me to shake, and all the fear that’s kept me from searching for my mate all these years comes flooding back.
What am I doing?
This can’t happen. Now that I’ve met her, it only makes things clearer. I’ve not yet claimed her and I already know I’d die if anything ever hurt her. And, what makes it worse is knowing it could be me that does the damage, and that’s not going to happen.
Every cell in my body is screaming to take her, make her mine, but instead raging fear ignites inside of me and I turn on my heel, stomping out the back door, leaving my mate as my grizzly starts to burst through my skin.
Chapter 4
Wynter
What just happened?
I have whiplash and it feels like I got the breath knocked out of me.
I lean my back against the wall of the store I just leased, keys in my hand, and slide down until my ass hits the floor before resting my forehead on my arms.
When Ragnar had walked in, I thought I was in a dream.
He was so much more amazing up close. Bigger than life. His body was encased in a long sleeve black t-shirt and jeans, with just the right amount of working man wear, not to mention the distinct outline of an enormous cock that had my pussy pulsing. His hands and forearms had those perfect man veins and his jaw had just the right amount of dark stubble.
I imagined what it would feel like against the insides of my thighs.
Jesus, my vagina is still sobbing out his name. Soaking my panties with lust and loss because once again, he hauled ass away from me just as I thought we’d had a breakthrough.
His dark eyes were intense and consuming when he looked at me, freezing me to the floor as he stormed in and set Robert nearly on his ass for touching me. His presence took over the entire space and it feels like he’s still here. Like his dominance and power left their imprint and I get it. Because they sure left their imprint on my exploding ovaries.
What was that?
Why did he have that possessive protectiveness when Robert was around, but then when we were alone, he bolts again?
Heat still rages through me as I think of the territorial look in his eyes.
Why did I feel so safe around him when he’s clearly