Page 60 of Act of Brotherhood
He chuckled as he drew her closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair, breathing in her alluring scent. “Beauty, I love spending time with you.”
“I like being around you too,” she confessed, easing her arms around his waist. She put her cheek to his upper chest and squeezed lightly. “Something deep down inside tells me we’re on borrowed time right now.”
“We have all weekend,” he said, caressing her back. “I’ve put a call into work to take some much-earned vacation time. That means we could have longer.”
He’d left a message for General Newman asking for permission to use some of the months’ worth of vacation he had banked. Garth didn’t think there would be an issue, but with everything blowing up at work lately and with Grid coming out of the woodwork, with links to The Corporation, Garth wasn’t sure his request would be granted. In all honesty, he wasn’t sure he’d returned to Division B right now, even if given a direct order.
That wasn’t like him.
But the idea of leaving Nicolette set him on edge.
James had texted back, letting him know that Gram was showing signs of adverse side effects of the serum—something to do with hallucinations. Nothing too serious. That being said, James still felt Garth had more than likely metabolized the serum fully by now. That meant Garth shouldn’t still feel the ridiculous pull he did to the human with him, but he did. In fact, it seemed to grow with every passing hour he spent with her.
He’d not lied.
He was addicted to her.
She picked then to kiss his chest. When she stepped back and looked up at him, her eyes were moist.
“Beauty?”
She walked away from him and left the kitchen.
He followed quickly behind her, wondering what had upset her. He caught her hand in front of the dining room. “Talk to me.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him. “I’m not wrong. Our time is coming to a fast end.”
“It’s not,” he protested.
She touched her upper chest with her other hand. “You don’t understand. I know things. I know this is true. You’re going to leave soon. Very soon.”
“No,” he said sternly, his wolf rising slightly. “I’m not going anywhere, beauty.”
“I’m not sure you’re going to get a choice,” she said, something off in her voice.
“Nicolette?”
She turned in his arms. She went to her tiptoes and kissed him full-on. Unable to stop himself, he lifted her and walked her into the dining room. He set her on the edge of the dining room table and then adjusted her, wrapping her legs around his waist. He reached between them and rubbed her clit as he captured her lips with his own.
Nicolette squirmed under his expert touch.
He’d learned her body well already and knew what she liked. With deft fingers he tweaked her swollen bud and moisture flooded her sex. His head filled with the scent of her cream. He broke the kiss and pressed on her, forcing her to lay back on the table. She did. He kept her ass on the edge of the table and bent, his lips finding her sex.
He stared up with the length of her spread out on the table like a buffet for him. He grinned and opened her legs more, his tongue finding her heated core. She cried out and writhed on the table as he thrust a finger into her.
Garth stayed like that, bent, his mouth on her sex, his tongue moving over her clit as he thrust his finger in and out of her.
Nicolette tossed her head back in wild abandonment and Garth used that moment to let his mouth shift slightly.
As a shifter, his saliva had a healing agent in it. Permitting his mouth to shift, even a small amount, increased the level of the healing agent tremendously. He slipped his tongue into her, licking around her core and then swiping his tongue over every bit of flesh between her legs.
She continued to wiggle on the table, crying out and shaking as her orgasm hit. He didn’t stop. He kept going, kept coating her in his healing saliva.
Nicolette screamed in pleasure and slammed her palms down on the tabletop, coming hard. Her inner thighs quivered, and her body came up and partially off the table. “Ohmygod, that feels awesome!”
Garth caught her, keeping her pinned there as he continued his actions, making her cry out in ecstasy more. The next he knew, the buzzing he’d heard before returned. It was faint, but there. Along with it came a brush of power. He stopped what he was doing, his intent to find the source.
Nicolette slid away from him on the table and moved with a speed that shocked him. In the blink of an eye she was off the table and looking at him from the other side of it, a wanton expression on her face.
