After Nathan’s last failed attempt at capturing one of the warriors a month before, Stephen realized there was no way he could completely rid himself of them.
They were too strong and their god protected them too well. Just so long as they didn’t come after him directly, he couldn’t give a fuck what they did. So what if they killed off some of his pack members during their nightly hunts. It wasn’t as if more mortals couldn’t be turned.
And he had bigger fish to fry. Now that he was a werewolf, and immortal to boot, Stephen intended to continue the lawless activities he’d enjoyed as a mortal. Only this time, he wanted to be the man on top running the show. With his whole pack at his disposal, it wouldn’t be hard to set himself up as head of a crime ring.
Turning away from the entertainment, Stephen went to the smaller cavern that was now his. The sight of the woman, and her screams, made him hungry for some playtime of his own, but he didn’t want anyone’s leavings. Tomorrow night he’d go out and look for a mortal woman to enjoy.
The next day, Cydney dressed in her oldest pair of jeans and t-shirt she’d brought with her from Canada. She was prepared just in case Wulfric wanted her to get started on his room right away. Though she hoped they’d be able to indulge in each other for a little bit first. She found she now craved his touch. After she’d gone to bed, she’d played through her time spent with Wulfric in her head. It couldn’t have been a more perfect day. Actually, there was a lot about him she thought was perfect.
Having already prearranged the time for Wulfric to pick her up that morning, Cydney went downstairs to search for some breakfast. Maggie was in the kitchen with her parents. They sat at the table and looked her way when she stepped into the room.
Maggie’s mom motioned to the counter. “There are some fresh baked blueberry muffins, or I can whip up some eggs for you.”
“The muffin is fine,” she quickly assured her. Cydney took one off the cooling rack and put it on a plate she’d taken out of the cupboard. She sat in the empty chair next to Maggie.
“So,” Maggie’s dad said, “I hear you have your first designing job, Cydney.”
She nodded and swallowed the bite she’d taken of the muffin. “Yes. I’m actually pretty excited about it.”
“And she’s excited about who hired her too,” Maggie added with a giggle.
Maggie’s mother sighed. “Well, could you blame her? I’ve met Wulfric and he’s definitely something to get excited about.”
“What does that make me?” Maggie’s dad asked. “Chop liver?”
“Oh no, dear,” his wife said. “You know you’re all I’ll ever want. But I can still appreciate a man as good-looking as Wulfric.”
Cydney wasn’t used to this type of banter between husband and wife. Even while her mother had been alive, her parents hadn’t acted this way. She didn’t think her father could ever loosen up enough to have allowed it.
“Anyway,” she said, “Wulfric will be picking me up soon. Since I have a lot of work to do mostly by myself, I might not come back until very, very late tonight.”
Maggie’s mother stood. “In that case, I should give you the spare key. That way you don’t have to wake any of us to let you in.”
As Maggie’s mom went to get the key, Maggie turned to Cydney. “What about the nightclub tonight?”
“I don’t know, Mags. I got to thinking after you asked me. If I don’t want to spend most of the holiday working, I should get as much work done in a day as I can.”
“All right. I understand. Just don’t work yourself into the ground trying to get it all done.”
“I promise, Mom,” Cydney said with a laugh.
After taking the spare key from Maggie’s mother when she returned, Cydney finished her muffin, then went upstairs to get her sketchpad. As she came down the stairs, the doorbell rang. The closest one to the door, she answered it to find Wulfric standing on the other side.
He pulled her into his arms and gave her a thorough kiss until her toes curled inside her shoes. Her heart thundered in her ears and her legs went like jelly. Wulfric lifted his head and gave her a smile that said he knew exactly what he did to her.
“Hello,” he said in his deep, accented voice.
“Hi, yourself.”
“Are you all set?”
“Yes. I just need to let them know I’m leaving.”
“No need,” Maggie said behind her.
Cydney turned to her friend. “Then I’m off.”
“Have fun.”
“I will.”
That said, Cydney walked through the door and followed Wulfric to his car.
Once they were inside and on the road, she turned her head to watch him. God, he was gorgeous. She didn’t think she’d ever get sick of looking at him. And seeing him again made her realize how much she’d missed him.
“Are you going to keep staring at me like that the entire ride to my place?”
Wulfric asked with a grin.
“Maybe.”
He shook his head, then jerked it toward the sketchpad on her lap. “Is that the plans you have for my room?”
“Yes. And don’t worry, there isn’t any pink. I’m not that cruel.”
“I thought I told you to design it as if it were your bedroom.”
“I did. I’m not a big fan of pink bedrooms, anyway. It reminds me too much of the one I had when I was small. Everything was pink, right down to the carpeting. I’m into darker colors these days.”
“Will you be able to get started today?”
“If you like what I’ve come up with, then yes. You’ll have to take me out furniture shopping at some point. But I want to start with the painting, and getting a look under that shag carpet. If there’s a hardwood floor under it, depending on the condition of it, I’m throwing around the idea of refinishing it and not putting any new carpet down.”
“There’s hardwood under it. Most of the floors in the manor were originally just hardwood before carpet was put on top of it.”
“Perfect. In that case, I’ll want to rip up the carpet after I paint.”
“Sounds as if you have it all planned out.” Wulfric put his hand on her knee and squeezed. “But before you start any work, I get to say hello to you properly.”
“I thought you did just fine when you came to the door.”
“That was just a taste to tie me over until I could get you to the manor.”
Cydney swallowed. “Then I suggest you hurry up and get us there. I’m definitely in the mood for a proper greeting.”
The rest of the ride to Wulfric’s place seemed to not take very long at all.
Considering he drove over the speed limit, it wasn’t much of a surprise. By the time they made it upstairs to Wulfric’s bedroom, Cydney was well on her way to being aroused. Just the idea of making love to him again was a huge turn-on.
He took the sketchpad from her and put it on the dresser before he wrapped her in his embrace. Cydney leaned against him, pushing as close as she could get. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her stomach, showing her he was as turned-on as she.
While he kissed her hungrily, she put her arms around Wulfric’s waist, then dropped her hands to his muscled ass. He moaned against her mouth as she squeezed the firm flesh in her grasp and rubbed herself against him. An ache built deep inside her pussy and wetness pooled between her legs. God, how she wanted him. Her need for him heated her blood and caused her heart to thud against her ribs.
Wulfric tore his mouth from hers. “I have to be inside you, Cydney. All night I could do nothing but think of having you again. You make me ache.”
“I couldn’t stop thinking about you, either. I’m more than ready for you, Wulfric.”
With their gazes on each other, they both hurriedly stripped out of their clothes.