“Here you go,” Kenway said as he set the box on the counter and rang everything up. Just as Reno dug into his back pocket for his wallet, another more subtle scent tickled his nose. It was too light to even make out, so he simply ignored it. Reno just wanted to get the donuts and head into work. However, just as he pulled his wallet free, the scent suddenly became stronger. Reno stilled as the sweet aroma invaded his nose, forcing its way in and making it impossible to ignore.
“Hey, Kenway,” a human said as he walked from the kitchen. “Ronny got that order ready.”
“Thanks,” Kenway called out.
Reno was still standing there statue-still, his eyes raking over the guy who had come up front. He took in the short brown hair that held just the slightest of curls at the top and felt his mouth go as dry as cotton.
Reno dug the money out, handed it to Kenway, and then grabbed the things on the counter, avoiding glancing at the human. He walked out of the store with a mumbled, “Thanks.” The average-height human who had stood there glancing back at him with eyes the color of dark blueberries had no idea what had just happened. Reno’s fingers ached to run over the smooth skin that had just the right amount of muscle tone. He wanted to know every inch of that perfect body and stare into those azure eyes. An ache panged in his bones and jolted down to his loins. Reno burned like the heat of the desert on a hot day. Despite all his wants and desires, he forced himself to leave the shop and the man behind.
Once he was clear of the bakery, Reno took in a deep breath, clearing the scent from his lungs. His fingers gripped the box so tight that he almost crushed it in his hands as he remembered the soft, edible lips.
Sweet baby Jesus.
He had to get his head together. He also had to calm his coyote. Reno was five seconds away from tossing the box to the ground, going back inside, and taking the human down right there on the floor of the bakery, claiming his mate. The urge was so strong that his legs were aching from locking his muscles into place.
Instead of following his urge, he ran a hand down his face as he tried to calm his body and mind. This was unreal. He needed to think. There was no way he was going to claim the human right there in front of everyone. Not only would people think him crazy, but he would probably be arrested for all kinds of things. Reno wouldn’t have given a shit, but he was pretty sure the human would not appreciate being suddenly ravaged by someone he didn’t know.
Securing the box and small bag of bread to his motorcycle, Reno pulled his helmet on and swung his leg over. He desperately tried not to glance back inside the bakery, but inside he wondered if the human was watching him, curious about his abrupt departure.
His hand shook as he started the motorcycle. Reno cursed at the way his body hummed with excitement and need.
He had to think about this logically. The man was human and would probably call the cops if Reno tried to fuck him on the bakery floor. As a matter of fact, Reno had no doubt he would be wearing handcuffs if he tried. Surely he would be charged with sexual assault. While he didn’t care about sex in public, he sure as hell did not want to go to jail for it.
For now, getting to work would be a damn good idea and jail-free.
Then again, handcuffs wouldn’t be so bad as long as his mate was cuffed to the counter, wearing nothing but flour.
Against his better judgment, Reno glanced up before pulling off and saw the human looking his way from the large storefront window. His blue eyes widened and darted away when he saw Reno glancing at him. Reno smirked. The human looked like a scared little rabbit peering at the predator through blades of grass on a warm day.
Damn it!
Reno pulled his hog back into the parking spot and left the damn thing running. He removed his helmet and walked back inside the bakery. Self-control was not one of his strong suits. As a matter of fact, he sucked at it. All he wanted right now was to taste his mate.
The guy blinked rapidly as Reno strode toward him with a predatory gait, his eyes fixed on nothing and no one but the man right in front of him as if the rest of the world did not exist, and in that instant, it didn’t. Only Reno, the human, and Reno’s desire to mate with him existed.
“Can I help you?” his mate asked with a slight squeak as Reno invaded his personal space.
Without one single word, Reno snagged his mate behind the neck and pulled him close. His actions held a high level of confidence, and anyone watching would have thought he was completely sure about what he was doing. But inside, he hoped like hell the guy didn’t slap the shit out of him and call the cops.
Reno stared deeply into his mate’s eyes like a beast about to attack his prey. “You are no longer single. Understood?” Reno didn’t wait for a response. His coyote wouldn’t let him. He pulled the guy to him, his mate’s breath touching his lips for a brief moment before Reno dipped his head for an openmouthed kiss. Reno not only plunged his tongue deep into his mate’s mouth, but nipped his bottom lip for good measure. His fingers curled in the man’s dark-brown hair when the taste of the human flooded his mouth. His mate stirred Reno’s body to a level of desire that he had never tasted as he gave the short strands a slight tug before he pulled back.