Curves 'em Right(26)

She frowned, wondering why he’d said that. “I don’t think I am.”

He turned away from the prying eyes at their back and took a few steps to the library entrance. He offered her a hand, but she knew if she took it, there would be hell to pay later with the amount of questioning she’d be subjected to. She shook her head and started walking. She really needed a better job, but she loved the library. She loved books. Hell, she even loved the old people that came and sat there day in and day out to read the newspaper for free.

“Why would you say that?” she asked.

“Because you are. You wear your beautiful long hair with purple streaks. Your outfits can be daring on some days but not on other days. You’re a little angel with long skirts, comfortable shoes and glasses to hide your eyes behind. It never ceases to amaze me how many sides you have.”

She wasn't sure if he was complimenting or insulting her so she asked. “Is that supposed to be a compliment?”

“Yes, it’s a compliment. I know that you are never going to be boring because there's that wild sexy side of you. But there's also the quiet super intelligent librarian that can be so fucking hot,” he said, his eyes going liquid gold.

Thank God he whispered the words or she might have died on the spot. For him to say her being a librarian was fucking hot was not something she heard every day. Okay, not something she heard ever.

“Kane, you are out of your mind. How is being a librarian sexy?”

He grinned, bringing his head down to just inches away from her, his eyes bright with the wild animal inside him. “Well, you being a librarian is sexy. Maybe not anyone else. Nobody does it the way you do. With your soft brown eyes looking deep into my soul. Those sexy lips asking me for a kiss. Not to mention those delectable curves hidden under all those clothes. You and I both know that you have a body made for loving and I want to taste you all over, sweep my tongue over your body like a blanket. Then I want to lick right between your legs. I want to see your wet pink folds. I want to see your body shake. I want to hear your moans and groans.”

She blinked, her pussy aching from how turned on she was. “Kane...stop.”

“I want to hear you beg for more. I want to make you scream my name. Grip my hair. Then I want to fuck you until there are no words that can come out of your mouth. Until all you can do is hold on to the bed while I pound deep into you.” He lowered to bring his head even closer to her ear. “Then I want to come in your hot little pussy.”

She stood there, unable to say a word. All she could do was listen intently as he went on and on about the things he wanted to do to her. Holy fuck! Was it wrong that she wanted him then and there? She really hoped not because the reality was that her mind was focused on the two men driving her crazy.

The front door opened and a group of kids brushed past them, breaking the spell. She’d almost melted to the floor and might have needed CPR if they hadn’t been interrupted.

“Will you come to dinner tonight at my place?” he asked, lifting her hand to his lips and brushing a light kiss on her wrist.

Like there was any doubt. She should say no if she knew what was good for her. But she wouldn't. It was hard to resist wanting them even though she knew she shouldn’t. She wanted Blake and Kane more than her next breath. All those years of waiting were nothing compared to being with them. “I'll come but I need you to understand that I know very well where I stand.”

His brows curved downward. “What do you mean?”

“What I mean is that you and Blake need a third and you need one soon. I know this can't last. I am not a shifter and there's no guarantee that I ever will be. So yes I will take what time I can with you guys tonight but that doesn’t change what you must do to keep your pack. I could not live with myself if you guys lost your people because of me.”

He shook his head. “We will never lose our people. They are faithful to us. I'm sure you are just confused. We can choose whoever we want for a mate and you need to understand that.”

“What I know is you need someone strong and a shifter is the best.”

He coughed and rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “Will you come, yes or no?”

“Yes. I said I would. But don't think for a second that I will forget this conversation. We both know where we stand.”

He took a step toward her. She held her breath hoping that he wouldn't do what she could see in his eyes he wanted to do. He wanted to kiss her right then and there and as much as she wanted him to, it would only give her co-workers a way to get into her personal life.

He stopped before he touched her, curling his hands into fists and bringing them to his side. “You'll learn soon that you are not just some woman, you are more. You are special and we want to cherish you. Let us.”