Page 45 of Claimed By the Alpha Wolves

It kind of hurts that she sees me that way, even though that’s who I am.Every time she’s spoken to me, has she just seen me as a guy who’s trying to get in her pants and not a potential match? Am I that obvious?

I don’t know how I feel about that.

Leaning in closer, I let my nose run down the side of her throat. “The thing is, you’d never forget your time with me, no matter how short it might be. I can guarantee it’d be worth it.”

“For you.” Her words are a challenge as she stares back at me, like she actually believes them.

I can’t help myself. “No, foryou.” My gaze locks with hers. “I would make you come so many times you wouldn’t even be able to walk when I was done with you.”

She’s breathing hard, uncertainty in her face. “I think I’ll pass.”

“I think I’ll give you more time to picture what it’d be like.”

We reach the swing dangling from the big pine tree. I help her off the horse, and my eyes are glued to her as she searches the swing for the next clue before finding it secured under the swing. She lifts it up with a brilliant smile and shows it to me as she rushes over to me.

I grasp her around the waist and pull her against me. Her eyes go wide, and we stand pressed against each other. Heatcourses through my blood, daring me to try all the many things I want to do to this woman.

Instead, she looks down and unrolls the scroll between us, almost as if she’s unaffected by our closeness. “The clue is‘You’ll find me at the lush riverbend.’”

“Want to take a little break from the hunt?” I ask, my voice low and husky.

She pulls away, not meeting my gaze. “I think we need to finish it.”

Reluctantly, I again help her back on the horse and swing on after her, waiting to see what she’ll say about where to go next. But she seems to think we’ve both come to the same conclusion, so she just sits quietly, waiting.Alright then.

“Here we go then,” I say, deftly steering the horse in the opposite direction.

“Where are you going?” Faye asks, twisting a bit in her seat to look at me. “The water is that direction! You should remember, you still smell like it.”

I raise my eyebrows and sniff at myself and she shakes her head like she thinks I’m impossible. Which I like. If she’s getting under my skin, I might as well get under hers.

But no matter how frustrating she finds me, the thing is, I’m good with clues. “That’s a pond, not a river, and I believe our clue isn’t referring to a river at all.”

“You can’t be serious,” she says.

“I most certainly am.”

She looks back at me. “You’d think you were an expert at this with your attitude.”

I lean forward and rub my lips against hers. “Maybe I am.”

She jerks back and seems to take a minute to answer before saying, “I can’t wait to see where this takes us.” Then she fixes her gaze straight ahead of us.

My eyes roam over her back and down to her ass in the riding leathers, watching the way it bounces on the saddle, almost obscenely. I can’t help it. I picture what it would be like to have her riding me like that.

Oh, fuck me, I need this woman.

Leaning forward, I sniff at her neck and once again, her scent of lavender and vanilla, laced with something else, swims over me, making my cock stiffen. This woman smells good enough to eat… Speaking of which, I better be eating her out before the end of the week.I will be, if I have anything to say about it.

“You still smell like pond water, too,” I say, murmuring so my lips are just against her skin. “Maybe you should come back to my room and we can help each other wash up properly.”

“I can’t imagine there’s anything clean happening in your room, Cayson.”

I take one hand off the reins and pull her harder against me, and to my surprise, she doesn’t pull away immediately. Her perfect ass just rests against my erection, making me feel even more desperate to have her.

“We can be as dirty as you want in my room,” I say, already picturing all the ways I could have her, what I would do if I had a night alone with her.

“Thanks, but no thanks. You already got me dirty enough in the lake.”

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