Page 29 of Rhett
My fated mate.
Running my fingers along my jaw, I strode naked to my bathroom. Turning on the shower, I adjusted the temperature to cold before stepping beneath the showerhead, hoping the frigid water would get rid of my aching arousal.
The jets beat against my body, but I was still at half-mast. Soaping myself up, I let my hand linger on my erection. I couldn’t go to work in this condition.
I needed to stroke one out for sanity’s sake.
Taking myself in my hand, I closed my eyes and tugged my thickness while the icy spray of the shower beat down on me like rain. I continued to rub my flesh. I thought about how Nova’s glistening pussy would taste against my tongue as I licked her hard little nub. Her hands would tightly clutch my head against her hot…
My cock got even harder.
“Holy fuck,” I muttered, throwing my head back, groaning, as I ejaculated until I had nothing left.
Breathless, I opened my eyes.
Damn.If I came that hard from just imagining doing those things to Nova, what would it be like if I touched her for real? I’d be lost.
My inner jaguar growled,Claim. Mate. Mine.
Oh, fuck off. I’m not claiming her,I snapped back.
My jaguar clawed at the edges of my mind, begging to come out and go find Nova. The struggle made my head pound. It took everything I had to fight the instinctive need tearing up my gut.
My jaguar’s obsession with Nova had to stop.
There was no way in hell I was going to claim her.
No matter how much my inner beast wanted her.
Quickly, I washed my body and hair, rinsing away the shampoo and soap. Snatching one of my towels, I dried myself off before walking into my bedroom and then into my large walk-in closet, coming back out with a fresh black T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I pulled on my clothes and boots, then straightened my gold shield buckle that was hooked onto my leather belt.
Leaving my house, I hopped into my cruiser and drove over to Quinn’s place. As I walked in the back door that led to the kitchen, my stomach growled loudly from the mouthwatering smell of sizzling steak, eggs, and biscuits that wafted through the air.
I glanced at the small gathering—Quinn, Mack, Emmett, Jasper, and Brody—my pack and band of brothers, assembled in the kitchen.
Even though each team member had his own house, it never failed that command central was always at our alpha’s place. Despite the fact that in the Other world, it was uncommon for different species of shifters to form a pack, we were family. It didn’t matter that I was a jaguar-shifter, Mack a lion, Emmett a rhino, Jasper a tiger, and Quinn, Imani, Brody, and Piper wolf-shifters. We had one another’s backs, and that was all that mattered.
“Where are Imani and Piper?” I asked while pouring a cup of coffee.
“Left for the B and B,” Quinn answered searing steaks.
“I’m happy to see you finally got up,” Mack said around a mouthful of biscuit.
“Fuck off,” I grumbled, leaning against the granite countertop, gulping my coffee. “I’m not in the mood. I sat in my cruiser all night in front of Bonnie’s place.”
Mack swallowed his mouthful of food and exclaimed, “You’re not the only one who’s been working hard. After losing Sam’s scent on the skunk-shifters’ land, I spent all night chasing down leads on Sam’s whereabouts. The fucker is slippery as an eel.”
“Mack, cut Rhett some slack,” Brody said. “He was probably releasing some stress by jacking off while thinking about that smoking-hot hybrid everyone’s been talking about.”
I leveled him with a stare.Damn, the fucker knows me too well.“Shut the fuck up, Brody.” Pushing away from the counter, I slipped into the empty seat beside Emmett.
“Man, you’re grouchy. You need to get laid… and fast,” Brody countered while sliding a plate heavy with a huge steak, eggs, and biscuits toward me.
Giving Brody a warning stare, I dived into my plate. With this many shifters around, food tended to disappear quickly.
“And?” Jasper asked, not looking up from his cell. “Anything happen?”
I swallowed my mouthful of food. “Nothing,” I replied.
