Ours(17)

Reggie grinned. “I won’t say it wasn’t nice to have eye candy while it lasted.” Reggie’s brow furrowed. “The chick who called yesterday said she wanted a big tat and asked the hours it would take. Then she booked a time and said she would let no one touch her skin except you. So I figured she’d had something done by you before.”

Zack nodded, looked out the door again, and then turned back to Reggie. “I’m going to my office. Come get me if she shows up.”

Reggie winked at him and shooed him away.

Zack sat in his office until the faintest smell of honey and strawberries wafted to him. He was reading over contractor reports for the new shop and tried to ignore the smell, telling himself he had Sandy on the brain.

His mobile rang and he grabbed it. “Hello.”

“Mother’s up to something. It involves you and Jake and some of our male cousins.” Blake sighed.

“How do you know this?”

“Dad mentioned something this afternoon when he came around to help us with our move to the new house.”

Zack snarled. Of course their father never would ring him and tell him what was going on. Only the golden boys in the family were told anything.

“Ah, Zack, don’t be like that. I think he told me so I would tell you. He’s not angry at you anymore, and you’re not eighteen looking for ways to defy him.”

This time Zack moaned because he hated to admit it but Blake was right. “Thanks for the warning. I can ignore Mum’s calls until I see her next Sunday night.”

Blake agreed with him that was the best idea, said he would see him Sunday, and hung up. Zack closed his eyes, trying not to think of family dramas and how his mother would react when she found out another one of her boys had mated a human, and it was a double mating like Brian’s and Blake’s.

Sitting back on his chair, he told himself to forget his family troubles and focus on the current one in front of him.

When his bear started prowling restlessly, thanks to Sandy’s smell that lingered and wouldn’t go away, he stood and stretched. Zack’s stomach growled and he went back out the front of the shop to ask if anyone else wanted something to eat.

As he got closer to the front of his shop, the honey and strawberry smell intensified. He paused as he passed the booths of tattoo artists to stare at Sandy who sat behind the reception desk answering phone calls.

“Hello, Enjoyment Ink.” She held the phone on her shoulder as she spoke and wrote. “I’m sorry, if you’ll give me a moment, I will just double check that.” She turned to Steve, another of his artists, smiled at him, and waited for him to finish talking to his client before she said, “You have a man named Rob, who was booked in tonight, but he wanted to know if it’s possible to change that to two days’ time, same time. I have checked your book and you have someone at eight but not nine. I don’t know how long it tak—”

Steve cut her off. “No, it would have to be ten on that night.” She nodded and turned back to the phone. Sandy didn’t seem to see him as she worked behind the desk.

Strolling to her, he ignored the stares from his artists as he wrapped his arms around Sandy and kissed her neck, lingering for a moment to breathe her sweet smell in. “Hey, Firebird, what are you doing here? This is a nice surprise.”

Sandy turned in his arms and smiled up at him. “Sorry I’m late. I’m your twelve thirty appointment. I had to come and see what you really do.”

His heart soared that she’d taken the time to come and see what he did and his shop. Sandy had already done more than his parents and brothers.

He lifted her up, and Sandy let out a squeak as his mouth came down on hers. Her arms wrapped around his neck slowly at first. Then his tongue dived in, searching for hers, and she gripped him tightly.

Sandy pulled away panting as the phone rang and, in a breathless voice, answered. He kept himself still, willing his erection to go down.

When she ended the call, she grinned at him as she felt his rock-hard dick against her. “Oh, my poor Zack. What are we going to do? What a pity we’re…” She looked around his tattoo parlor, winked, and licked her lips.

He growled, wrapped her legs around his waist, and walked back to his office, ignoring the laughter behind him. Shutting his office door, he yanked at her clothes and slipped out of his own.

Feral with lust, he sat her on his desk and covered her mouth again, letting his tongue tangle with hers. His hands smoothed over her stomach and moved down to play with her clit.

Sandy seemed as wild as he was, clawing at his back and pulling him back to her mouth as he trailed feathered kisses down her neck.