Laurie’s Wolves(62)

Edmund tapped his fingers on the edge of the pulpit for several seconds. “It’s not a bad idea. You would need to be strong, lure her. Try to get her to believe you would sleep with her.”

“You want me to have sex with her?” Brock rubbed his hands together. He tried to feign disgust by widening his eyes in mock horror, but his lips curved upward a bit too far. He would enjoy the challenge and would not hesitate for one moment to take the woman to his bed.

The same woman who had come to Mary’s preschool just over a week ago looking for a job. Mary had liked her. She was perfectly kind and overqualified for the job.

And Mary had dissed her the next day when the women of the church coerced her to believe Laurie Hamilton was Satan’s spawn—so to speak. Now these same women seemed to actually believe this to be the case.

“No.” Edmund shook his head. “Of course not. No one’s asking you to sleep with that woman. Just lure her. Make her believe you would fornicate with her in order to prove she was sent by the devil.”

“Right. Of course. Got it.” He rubbed his hands on his jeans. “Where do you want me to approach her?”

Mary opened her mouth, not sure if she would end up kicking herself in the ass later for interjecting or not. “Probably at the resort. Since she doesn’t have a job in town, I’m betting she’ll start working for the Masters.” What Mary was really hoping for was that the church would opt for a public place so the poor woman didn’t end up getting raped by this Brock jerk who seemed ready to offer up his cock for the betterment of society.

Brock nodded. “That’s easy. I work there. I can do that.”

I’ll bet you can, Brock.

Pastor Edmund continued, “How about this weekend. And Mary, why don’t you head to the ski lodge also? See what the Masters are up to. No one would ever suspect a sweet face like yours meddling in their business.”

Mary cringed inwardly.

Great. Open mouth, insert foot.

Someone stood and headed for a side window. “Jesus, the weather looks awful.”

“We should probably adjourn.” Ada held up her cell phone. “I show widespread falling temperatures.”

A woman spoke up from behind Mary. “My husband just texted me that there’s a geyser on the main road between here and Sojourn. The water’s freezing on the concrete and making it impassable.”

Brock chuckled sardonically. “Well, thank God none of us are heading toward the reservation tonight.”

The man who had looked out the window headed toward the door at the back of the sanctuary next. “I don’t think any of us are going anywhere. The door’s frozen shut.”





Chapter Fourteen


It was dark when Laurie opened her eyes. She blinked several times before she realized where she was.

Zach’s condo.

And she was way too warm. Trapped in a cocoon of blankets and hot male body. She moaned, wiggling to free herself.

Zach tucked her closer, making her wince in claustrophobic frustration. Even her head was covered. She couldn’t see light because of the blankets. She had no idea if it was night or day. It was a wonder she had enough oxygen.

“Zach.” She shoved at his chest. They were face to face. Naked.

Her body came alive when she moved her legs to find one of them was between both of his. His cock was stiff and thick and lying against her thigh. Was it ever not erect?

She smiled, but then groaned as her pussy grew wetter with each inhale of his masculinity. His pheromones consumed her in the tight space.

She pushed at his chest again. “Zach,” she said louder. “Let me go.”

He wrapped his top arm around her tighter and pulled her chest against his. “Never.”

Her nipples jumped to attention at the contact with the fine hairs on his pecs. Her body aligned with his as she stretched out and arched into him against her better judgment.

Suddenly Zach went from half asleep to totally awake, flipping her onto her back and planting his body completely over hers, his cock nestled at her entrance.

She sucked in a lungful of air when her face was freed from the blankets. His weight over her body was oppressive, but she didn’t care. All she could think about was the thick length at her pussy and the way her body called out to have him fill her.

Zach grabbed both her hands and tugged them over her head.

Her breasts ached. Her nipples strained to press into his chest. She wrapped her legs around his hips and lifted off the bed.

Zach slammed into her with such force, she stopped breathing.

Her heart beat wildly. Every nerve ending in her channel came alive. From zero to one hundred in a few short moments, she came around his cock, pulsing with such force her entire frame shook. A loud moan escaped her lips.