There was no holding back, even if she’d wanted to, and no containing her werewolf either. It was like Eric was making her whole body come, and the desire and unabashed awe on his face as he did was almost as powerful as her climax. Then his eyes flared bright and his fangs elongated, and he began to thrust long and deep, and Jayna knew he was coming too. She wrapped her arms around him, her growls of release combining with his to become one.
Jayna had never imagined that sex could ever be this perfect with anyone. And for a long time after they’d both floated back to earth, she held him close, dreaming of a world that could always be like this.
Chapter 10
Jayna and Eric had just finished up round two when the doorbell rang. A little stab of fear went through her. What if it was one of the werewolves from Eric’s pack? Worse, what if the Albanians had figured out who Eric really was and discovered where he lived?
Eric gave her a quick kiss. “It’s probably just one of my neighbors.”
Then why did he look so worried?
Jayna sat up and hugged her knees to her chest, silently watching as Eric pulled on his jeans, then yanked his T-shirt over his head. She was worrying for nothing. It was crazy to think the Albanians would have figured out who Eric was and where he lived. If they had, they certainly wouldn’t have rung the doorbell.
One of Eric’s pack mates would though.
And she was sitting here naked.
She was just about to jump out of bed and get dressed when Eric opened the door and stuck his head in.
He grinned. “It’s Cooper. He stopped by to feed the fish and saw my bike outside. You want to meet him?”
“Um…”
Jayna hesitated. Texting Cooper with information was one thing; meeting him in person was another. He was a cop. What if he wasn’t quite as accepting of her as Eric was? But Eric wouldn’t ask her to meet Cooper if he didn’t trust his friend. If he’d been willing to help Eric with this crazy scheme, he must be pretty awesome.
“Okay,” she finally said. “I’ll get dressed and be right out.”
Before going into the living room to meet his friend, Jayna pulled on her clothes and ran her hand through her hair, then took a quick glance in the mirror over the dresser to make sure she didn’t look like she’d just spent the past couple hours rolling around in bed with Eric.
Cooper had his back to her but turned when Eric stopped midsentence to smile at her. He was tall and muscular, like Eric, and almost as good-looking. It made her wonder if the Dallas SWAT team only hired werewolves based on looks and buff bodies.
“Cooper, this is Jayna Winston,” Eric said. “Jayna, meet Landry Cooper, my best friend and the only cop crazy enough to help me with this insane plan.”
Cooper smiled and held out his hand. “It’s nice to finally meet the werewolf on the other end of all those texts I’ve been getting.”
Jayna returned his smile as she shook his hand. While Cooper had that unique werewolf smell, he didn’t have a trace of that delectable scent she’d come to associate with Eric. So much for her theory that Eric smelled the way he did because he was such a strong alpha.
“It’s nice to finally meet the werewolf I’ve been texting,” she said.
Cooper glanced at Eric. “From what Becker has been telling me, getting your pack out of trouble is worth the pain in the ass all of this has been.”
Eric grimaced. “Have Gage and Xander been giving you grief?”
Cooper’s mouth twitched. “They’re a little pissed that I have a confidential informant inside the werewolf crew and won’t tell them who it is. It’s nothing I can’t handle though.”
“You tell anyone else on the team?” Eric asked.
Cooper shook his head. “Nah. All the guys would back you up on this, and Khaki too. But if someone’s going to get in hot water, I don’t want it to be them.”
Jayna understood why Cooper would risk getting into trouble to help Eric because she’d have done the same for any of her own pack mates. “Well, thank you, Cooper. My pack and I appreciate it.” She brushed Eric’s fingers with hers. “I’m going to get cleaned up a little. I’ll be right back.”
He nodded and went back to his conversation, but as she walked toward the bedroom, she could feel his gaze on her. She smiled, liking the way it felt.
* * *
“Damn,” Cooper said. “She’s beautiful.”
Becker knew that already, but after watching her walk back into his bedroom, he could understand why Cooper might point out the obvious. And if any other guy had said the same thing, he might have been jealous. But Cooper was like a brother.