“Your smell,” he growled as he slid his fingers through her pussy, wet and hot. Ready for him. “Makes me want to shove my face into your cunt and lap you up for hours. I want it on my face and my hands, wrapped around my cock. You’re delicious.”

Her breath came out in a stutter, and that scent bloomed as the hot scald of that honey coated his fingertips.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

“Oh, I will. First you need to come. Then I’ll fuck you. Your pleasure is my job. Lean back against the mirror behind you.”

She did as he turned his hand, sliding two fingers into her and rubbing the pad of his thumb against her clit over and over.

“Don’t undo all my work on your hands, beautiful. You can scratch me up later.”

She started to laugh, but it ended on a snarled plea as he pressed a little harder on her clit.

“You want to come? Hm?”

“Yes!”

He leaned in, licking and biting her nipples as he sped the fingers thrusting into her cunt, his thumb pressing over her clit in time with the suck and pull until she exploded in a rush of honey and magick.

He wanted her so much he barely even remembered the condom as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out.

“Hands back or I’m gonna lose it.”

He rolled the condom on and was fully seated in a breath, then moved to utter stillness as she clutched and fluttered all around his cock.

He did note a bit of discomfort on her face when he first started fucking her. “Sore?”

“A little. It’s been…” She laughed. “I’m not used to that much fucking in one night.”

“Should I stop? I don’t want to—”

His sentence died as she used the legs wrapped around him to haul him back in deep. “No. I’ll have to maim you if you stop. The hurt is gone. Now it’s all…” She hummed and it slid over his skin. “It’s all pleasure now. I promise.”

She took a long, hot shower after their impromptu sex on his bathroom counter. She should have been embarrassed, but really, what was the point in denying it? She wanted him. Like, a lot. When they’d been together before, they’d had this same sort of intense physical connection, but they hadn’t had the opportunity to rut like rabbits. No place to be alone that often.

Clearly they still had it, which made her a little more at ease with their earlier discussion. Her attraction to him wasn’t sudden. It had always been there. Only now they had doors to lock and get naked behind.

He knocked on the bathroom door and came in as she was turning the water off.

“Two things. Damon just brought over all your stuff from the hotel. I’ll leave the bag in here so you can change into clean stuff. I have a washer and dryer if you have things you need to wash. And two, Pam called and said you could come by in an hour to interview the prisoner.”

“He brought all my stuff?” She got out and took the towel he handed her way.

“And checked you out. You’ll stay here. It’s safest and I like it.”

She arched a brow. “He checked me out of my hotel room. Without asking me?”

Josh’s features changed and he put his hands up. “It’s safest here. Surely you can’t argue with that.”

“Well I certainly can’t if no one even bothers to ask me about it.”

She wrapped the towel around her body and riffled through her bag until she found clean underwear and pulled them on, finding her bra, which he’d picked up from the floor and folded on the counter. He watched as she got dressed.

“I’m sorry I didn’t ask. There’s something you should know. While I’m not an alpha at Tracy, Nick and Gabe’s level, I am an alpha wolf in general. My job, the place I hold in the pack, is one of protection. It’s hardwired into me. I do things to protect the people I care about. You’re one of those people. I act and forget about the permission part.”

That was a bald truth. She looked him up and down, and her body came to life again. She knew he knew because his nostrils flared and he got that face. Oh he was going to be such a handful if she went forward with any sort of relationship with him.

Which seemed a given. Because she liked him. And maybe the protective, bossy thing he had. Though it would not do to give him even an inch. A man like him would run right over a woman in the name of protecting her if she didn’t push him back when he stepped over the line.

“Here’s the deal, Joshua. No one makes my decisions but me. As it happens, I agree it’s probably safer here than in a hotel. Given our…relationship status, it seems stupid for me to go to the expense of a hotel when I sleep here anyway. But that does not mean you can make my choices. I am not down with that, no matter how good you are at making me come. You got me?”

He moved to her, pulling the towel from her hands and drying her hair. He bent to kiss her shoulder. “I got you. Thank you.”

“How long will it take to get to the jail where I’ll be interviewing Charlie? I’ll have to check in and turn over my weapon and all that stuff so add time to the travel for that.”

“We should leave in about twenty minutes. Can you be ready?”

“Yes. But you can’t be in here or I’ll get distracted.”

“I’ll shower while you get ready.” He peeled his clothes off, and she made herself stop looking and get dressed.

On the drive over, she watched the city out the window as she thought. She realized he’d yet again used a condom. She knew her body pretty well, and she was pretty sure she wasn’t fertile. How did you broach that in a conversation though? He’d begged her to stay in Portland to be with him so it wasn’t that he was grossed out by her.

A shiver went through her as she remembered what he’d said about her scent.

He made a sound next to her as he drove, and she looked over. One corner of his mouth was turned up as supremely male satisfaction was stamped on his features.

“I love that I can scent when you’re turned on. You’re an incredibly sexual woman. I like that.”

He kept his eyes on the road, and she was glad because she blushed down to her toes.

“What if I was thinking about Daniel Craig or something? You’re pretty ballsy to assume you’re who I was thinking about.” She hmpfed and he laughed, reaching out to tangle his fingers with hers.

“Ah, but you aren’t thinking of Daniel Craig. You’re thinking about me. Just like I’m thinking about you. Remembering the way you felt around me this morning as I fucked you.”

“If I stay in Portland, how am I ever going to get any work done if you get me hot and bothered all the time?” she mumbled.

“It’s my pleasure to get you hot and bothered. But I assume you’d get a job and I won’t be with you every moment so hopefully there’ll be no horny pussy when I’m not there. I don’t share.”

There was a pause just then. Not a spoken one. But she felt it in his demeanor.

“What?”

“Huh?” He turned down a street. “The jail is this way. Pam said to call her when we parked so can you do that now? She’ll be waiting so she can escort us through.”

She let it go and grabbed her phone, making the call. Pam, true to her word, met them, escorting Michelle through.

“Josh, you need to wait here,” Pam said quietly.

He grimaced and his wolf showed. “No, I can’t. I need to be with Michelle.”

“You’re not a cop. We’re in cop central, it’s not like anything is going to happen to me.” Michelle probably should have been annoyed by his bossiness, but she must have been crazy because it worked for him and she was flattered and touched more than annoyed.

Pam nodded. “Wait here. We’ll be out when we finish. Or go to Pacific and do your work, and I’ll bring her over when I finish.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” He turned to Michelle. “You will be careful.”

“I’ll do my best. Me being all helpless and stuff.”

Pam fought a smile but managed to hold it back.