To Save His Mate(32)

Crossing to her side, Ethan barely spared a glance for the others at the table as he framed her face with his hands, tipped her head and covered her soft lips with his own.

Never breaking their kiss, Ethan managed to turn Lacy’s stool so that he was able to step between her thighs, the height of her seat allowing nearly perfect alignment.

He loved the way she responded to him, melting into his embrace and curling her calves around his thighs in an attempt to pull him closer…

The sound of a throat clearing and a loud whistle right near his ear, reminded Ethan of their audience. Not that a certain part of him gave a damn. His dick was doing its damnedest to break free of his jeans, and Ethan was forced to make a quick adjustment before pulling away from Lacy’s too tempting embrace.

It was a good thing he had, too, because it had been his mother who’d cleared her throat. She smiled at him, and he knew she was enjoying his plight. Sarah was the one who had whistled, while Stephanie was stifling a giggle.

From the corner of his eye, Ethan caught sight of a man holding a bloody towel to his face and glaring daggers at the women. Zeroing in on Sarah, he asked, “Your handiwork?”

“Uh, uh, that was your momma. Of course, when he raised his hand to her, Lacy here brought him down a peg or two,” Sarah replied, a look of respect in her eyes as she looked at Lacy.

Ethan, however, just groaned. “We can’t trust you guys to stay out of trouble for one night?”

“Hey, cool it, buddy. Trouble came to us. We weren’t looking for it,” Sarah snapped.

“Yeah, yeah. Well, if it’s all the same to you, I’m taking Lacy home now.”

“But we were having such a nice time,” Stephanie put in. “And we probably won’t get to do this again before Lacy leaves to head back to her home.”

Just the thought of Lacy leaving brought his wolf back to the forefront, and before he realized what he was doing, Ethan had a squealing Lacy draped over his shoulder and was making his way to the door.

Before he stepped out, he heard Sarah call out, “How’s that fairytale looking now, Lacy?”

Whatever the hell that meant…

Once outside, he crossed to his truck and gently set Lacy back on her feet. Though he knew he deserved to be berated for his actions, Ethan didn’t give her the chance. Instead, he pinned her luscious body between his and the truck before claiming her sweet mouth again.

The taste and feel of her were enough to drive a man to distraction, but it was her scent that had his wolf howling. She was aroused, and he had every intention of taking care of her needs, just as soon as he got her back to the house.

“We need to go,” he whispered against her kiss-swollen lips. “If we don’t, I’m likely to take you right here against my truck, and you deserve better than that.”

Lacy looked up at him, her eyes glazed with passion. “Ethan, I’ll take you any way you’ll have me.”

Hot. Damn.





Chapter Twelve





Lacy knew she was in trouble, or at least, her heart was. Ethan had a power over her that no man had ever shown. He could reduce her to a quivering puddle of lusty hormones with nothing more than a kiss, and if he got his hands on her, well, she was sure sparks near puddles weren’t exactly safe. Too bad, her brain had already short-circuited, and her body was all for giving this man whatever he wanted.

As soon as they arrived at the house, Ethan was around the truck and at her door before she could even reach for the handle. Startled, Lacy looked up into his eyes. That was her first mistake. The silvery blue color almost glowed with his passion, and she felt her belly clench in anticipation of the hours to come. There was no doubt in her mind he intended to show her a night she’d never forget.

Walking into the house, they saw Jose and Angel sitting on the couch. Angel looked like a nervous little cat, and Jose appeared to be trying to comfort her. They informed Lacy and Ethan that Renee had been in her room for the majority of the night, speaking to family on the phone and debating on leaving the shoot.

“Well,” Ethan began, “Jose and I will be staying here so we all remain under the same roof for the time being. That is if it’s okay with you ladies?”

Angel snuggled into Jose’s side and offered them a small smile, though Lacy noticed it didn’t reach her eyes. “That would make me feel better. Thank you.”

“No problem. Lacy and I are going to turn in for the night. We’ll see you in the morning.”

No sooner had the door to Lacy’s room shut than she found herself up against the wall, Ethan’s thick thigh wedged between her own and his mouth on hers as his hands seemed to travel everywhere.