Page 204 of Secret Shifters Next Door

“Well, hello there,” she said, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth and giving me an obviously flirtatious look. “We really need to stop meeting like this.”

I couldn’t even answer. My brain seemed to be short-circuiting. How did she know where I lived? Why was she on my floor? “Why are you here?” I asked dumbly.

She nodded over her shoulder at Celina’s door. “I was just visiting my friend. I didn’t know she had such a handsome neighbor.”

I was even more confused with that explanation. Celina made it sound like she didn’t have any friends. I was too exhausted to truly try and figure out all the possibilities. It didn’t help that my wolf seemed to be growling at this woman. There was something about her that he didn’t like, and I was starting to feel the same way. She was looking at me like I was a juicy steak she wanted to bite into. I had the feeling that if I asked, she would yank my pants down and go to town on me without a second’s hesitation. That thought made my wolf even more irritated. Plus, it all felt sort of fake. Like a show. Puzzle pieces were starting to slide together in my head. My PI mind tried to make connections, but things were still too fuzzy to make out the picture.

Instead of saying anything else, I nodded vacantly and stood aside so she could go down the stairs. She took a few steps before turning and looking back at me. “Have a good night, sexy.” She gave me a wink and disappeared down the stairs.

“What the fuck?” I whispered to myself.

I unlocked my apartment and tossed my food on the kitchen counter, then I went over to knock on Celina’s door. When sheopened the door, I could tell she was three sheets to the wind before she even spoke. “Forget something?” She jumped when she saw me. “Oh, Miles. I wasn’t expecting you.”

“Did you have company?” I asked, wanting to figure out why that woman had been here.

“Yeah.” Celina smiled. “That was Felicity. I’ve made a friend. Aren’t you proud of me?” She slurred. Celina then leaned in and whispered, “She’s teaching me how to be seductive.” She broke into a spat of giggles, then tried to compose herself.

“Wait, what?”

“Shit. Big mouth,” she hissed to herself.

I suppressed a smile and stepped across her threshold, pressing my body close to hers. “Now, exactly who have you been trying to seduce?”

Resting my hands on her hips, I made sure we stayed close. Celina looked up at me with huge eyes, but remained silent.

“Who do you want to seduce?”

Her body vibrated beneath my fingers, and her lips trembled slightly as she opened her mouth. “You,” she whispered.

My body instantly reacted to that word, my cock going rock hard in a split-second. I pulled her closer so she could feel it, and relished the little whimper that fell from her parted lips. I leaned close until our lips were almost touching. “I hope you feel the same when you’re sober.” She was barely breathing, her eyes locked on mine. Her hips pressed into me, grinding against my hardness. “All you need to do is knock on my door. Then you can show me exactly how seductive you can be.”

To tease her, I slid my tongue across her lower lip and pulled away.

Celina put a hand on the wall to steady herself and breathed out a moan. “Oh, fuck me.”

The words, along with how she looked, almost caused me to do exactly that. It would have been easy to become less of agentleman. To take her. Strip her clothes off, and feel her wrap her legs around my body as I gave her the best night of her life. I winced in agitation. There was no way I could do that with someone who was obviously drunk and barely able to make coherent decisions. Especially not a virgin.

“I’m going to go eat my dinner and go to bed. Make sure to lock up when I leave.” I left without waiting for her to say anything else.

In my apartment, I ate my food mechanically. It might as well have been tasteless. All I could think of was what her lip had tasted like. My cock throbbed painfully in my pants. It looked like I was going to have another long night.

THIRTEEN

CELINA

My eyelids were heavy as I forced them open. I felt around me, making sure I was in bed. My head was throbbing so painfully, I could barely move it. I’d had more to drink the night before than I’d anticipated. A few drinks to relax had turned into three or four empty wine bottles. Now, lying in bed, I remembered everything with a sober mind. Everything. I put my hands on my face and moaned from pure mortification.

Felicity had come over at my request. After dinner at Miles’s place, things had felt like they’d shifted. I’d seen it in his eyes. In my entire life, I’d never had a man look at me with such primal hunger. I could almost read his thoughts, and if I was correct, those thoughts were pretty steamy. So, I’d called Felicity to my house because I wanted her assistance. I wasn’t sure how much longer I had before things went another step further.

“Okay, so…” Felicity said, “…you’re a virgin. Whatever. Everyone was at one point or another, right?” she said, taking a drink of wine. “How do you like to get off?”

“Get off?” I asked.

Felicity frowned and furrowed her brow. “Yeah. Get off. You know, blow your load? Climax? Orgasm?”

I’d gone red and nodded. “Oh! Right, sure. Um…” I chewed my lip and glanced toward my bedroom. “I have a dildo. And a couple other toys, but…uh, the dildo is what I like best.”

“Well, there you go,” Felicity said. “At least you know what it’s like to have something inside you. Is that all you do to masturbate?”

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