“I’m going to have to tell Jaryn what happened.”

“Nicole? Did they get you out?”

“Yes, we’re all fine. How did you know?”

“Cooper’s distress message went out to all pack members, so whoever was closest to you could come to the rescue. Was it more chattering, or did someone approach you?”

“I overheard the voices again, and this time Cooper heard them as well, so I know I’m not crazy. Nobody came close to us, though, and they didn’t exactly say anything threatening. Sounded more like gossip to me. Cooper still feels terrible though, Jaryn. He’s convinced he left me too exposed.”

“Tell him he did his job. You’re safe, that’s all that matters. I’m on my way home now.”

Nicole heard the mental door between hers and Jaryn’s link close. She looked over at Cooper and smiled. “It’s going to be fine.”

They pulled into the drive and Nicole crossed the gravel quickly and jogged up onto the stone patio. Once the facial scanner unlocked the doors, she ushered Cooper and Jeff into the living room.

“Can I get either of you something to drink?”

“I’ll take a coffee, if it’s not too much trouble. The wind seems to have picked up again. I near froze my ass off, running from the car to the front door.” Jeff shivered dramatically. “And people wonder why I like my wolf skin better. At least then I have fur.”

Nicole smiled at him. “A coffee sounds perfect. Jaryn and I use a French press instead of the smart perk, so it’ll take me a few minutes. Cooper?”

“Wait here, please.”

Cooper left the living room, going toward the kitchen, then came back through the living room and headed for Jaryn’s office. He had his hand on the holster of his gun the entire time.

“He’s making sure the house is clear,” Jeff said as he sat on the couch. “Wouldn’t the security system have alerted us to an intruder when we entered?” “Yes, but Cooper doesn’t always trust technology.”

Nicole shrugged, but she wasn’t worried. “I guess better safe than sorry.”

“It’s all clear. You can go into the kitchen now.”

She went into the kitchen. The overcast day made the room dim, and she ordered the lights to activate over the counter. Leaning against the counter, she stretched up to pull the kettle and bean grinder out of their storage cabinet. She hummed a little tune to cut through the silence of the room. She activated the stovetop and filled the carafe. The insta-heat system cut the boiling time down on the water, but it would still take a minute. Nicole placed the bean grinder on the power mat. She selected a coarse ground and waited as the whirring sound drowned out her soft humming.

A few minutes later, the rich aroma of hazelnut coffee filled the air of the kitchen. She waited for the coffee to finish brewing, then slowly pressed the plunger down. She was opening the cabinet where they stored the coffee mugs when Jaryn’s arms came around her waist and pressed his lips against the side of her neck.

“Hello.”

“Hi, love. So you’ve had a bit of an exciting afternoon.”

“Hmm, yes.” She tilted her head back against Jaryn’s chest. “That feels fantastic.”

“As soon as our guests leave, I’ll make sure you feel good all over. Now, can I help you carry the coffee in?”

“Thank you. Let me get the creamer out of the fridge. Did you talk to Cooper?”

“Yes, for all the good it did. I can tell he still feels responsible.” Nicole’s shoulders fell, and she sighed. “I wish he wouldn’t.”

“It’s his nature. If anything, I can trust that from now on he’ll be doubly on guard, so when I leave, I know you’ll be in safe hands.”

“Fuck yes. Suck my cock, sweetheart.”

Jaryn lay back on their bed, fists clutching the sheets as Nicole’s tongue made a pass over the glistening head of his cock. The ribbon of warmth twirled around the broad circumference, before dipping into the slit where it wiggled and caused Jaryn’s breath to hiss out in pleasure. Her lips opened wide as she lowered around his engorged flesh, but didn’t yet enclose his length in the hot cavern of her mouth. Her head lifted, and she lapped up and down his hard cock, following the snaking veins with the tip of her tongue.

Jaryn groaned. “You are a devil woman,” he said raggedly. She was driving him crazy. He was near to pleading with her to take him deep into her throat, but his sultry little mate was bent on teasing him till he expired from insatiable lust.

Nicole looked up at him from beneath the fringe of her russet lashes. The moon shone through the skylights in their bedroom and once again, Jaryn thought he saw a glow radiating from his mate’s eyes. He’d seen it a handful of times since they mated, and as with the previous occurrences, the anomaly was gone almost as quick as it appeared. It had to be a trick of the light. There was simply no other explanation.

When Nicole’s warm silken lips finally brushed over the ridge of his cock and slid down his length, he thought his head would explode as the heat of her mouth sank through the layers of skin. Emotion and hunger bubbled up from the depths of his soul and threatened to explode from every pore of his body. Fierce possessiveness radiated throughout his system and he fisted one hand in the mass of hair falling across his hip.