To Save His Mate(20)

Lacy gave him a sexy little half-smile that had his dick twitching to attention once more. “Well, you still need to walk me to the door, so the night’s not over yet.” And with that, the little minx opened her door and stepped out.

Ethan jumped out of the SUV and prowled around to where Lacy waited. So she thought to tease him? Well, he’d make damn sure he was center stage for any and all fantasies she could imagine anytime soon.

As they reached the steps to the porch, Ethan allowed Lacy to go ahead of him until they reached the top. Then, without warning, he tugged her arm, turning her back to him, before taking her mouth. He meant to be gentle, but his damn wolf was rattling the walls of his psyche, bringing his primal instincts to the surface and turning the kiss savage.

Pressing her back against the wooden post on the porch, Ethan fed from her mouth like a man starved…and she was right there with him.

The feel of her full, firm breasts pressed against his chest and the way her arms wrapped around his neck just before her fingers delved into his hair left Ethan growling low in his throat.

Sliding his hands from her trim hips, down the rounded curves of her ass, he kept going, lifting one thigh slightly until the sound of the front door brought him crashing back to sanity.

Good Lord, he’d nearly taken her right there on the porch…and she would have let him. He smelled her arousal like a heady perfume in the air between them. Oh, yeah, she wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her. The thought brought a smile to his lips.

“Sorry to interrupt,” came a distinctly male voice, and Ethan whirled to face none other than Jose as he carefully closed the door. “I was just leaving.”

Suspicion sparked, and Ethan couldn’t help asking, “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at the hotel?”

“I wanted to make sure the girls were okay.”

Jose’s defensive response had Lacy easing out from behind Ethan, but not before he felt a sharp pinch on his ass.

“How are they?” she asked.

“Shaken up. Some of them are talking about leaving. How about you two?”

Lacy didn’t miss a beat. “I’ve just gotten back into the business, so I can’t afford to just walk off a shoot. Plus,” she added, snuggling up to Ethan’s side, “I’ve got other incentives to stick around.”

“I’m a local, so it’s not like I can really go far.” Ethan shrugged before hugging Lacy to his side. “Plus, someone has to watch out for the ladies.”

Feeling another little pinch, Ethan glanced down into Lacy’s eyes, but when she jerked them toward Jose, he got with the program.

“Hey, since it appears we’re the last men left, what do you say to a poker night? My brother and I were going to get together on Thursday evening.”

Jose seemed to perk up a bit at the invitation. “That would be great! Thanks, man. I have a feeling the estrogen overload will be getting to me by then, so a night with the guys sounds good.”

“Great, I’ll let you know the time then I’ll pick you up since I don’t live in town.” Ethan glanced around but didn’t see any vehicle but his own parked near the house. “You need a ride back to the hotel?”

“Sure, I’d appreciate that. I walked over, but it’s getting dark now, and with all of this shit happening, I’d just assume not be out alone at night.” Jose rolled his eyes at his own comment. “God, that makes me sound like a pussy.”

“Not at all,” Lacy insisted. “It makes you smart. I doubt all those bees just happened to be in that tent on their own, so that means a person must have put them in there. Just keep being careful.”

“I will, and you do the same.”

Ethan turned to Lacy, took her chin and turned her face up to his for one more kiss. He couldn’t get enough of the woman.

Aware of their audience, he kept it light then waited for her to go inside before turning back to Jose.

“Let’s head out. I’ve got a cold shower waiting for me,” Ethan mumbled.

Jose chuckled as he followed. “No doubt.”

* * * *

Lacy’s legs were still a little shaky as she entered the house, and, to her astonishment, she was immediately surrounded by the other models.

“Dish it, girl! Does he kiss as good as he looks?”

“Holy cow! Does he have a brother?”

“More than one?”

The questions were coming at her so fast Lacy could barely tell who asked what. She did notice, however, that Angel stood off to the side, the expression on her face the polar opposite of everyone else.

She looked angry.

Hmmm…

“Angel, are you all right?” Lacy asked.