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“In case he ever got released from serving at Imogen’s palace,” Maddie replied immediately. “Which he now is. Or more like a fugitive.”

He scowled. “So you and him aren’t…”Dating?Fucking?

The door swung open, and Maddie bustled in with an armful of clothes. “Aren’t what? Together?” She laughed as if the idea were ridiculous. “Definitely not. I’ve just been friends with him a long time and he risked his life to help Mouse.”

Noah quickly covered his cock with both hands. “Do you mind?”

“Not at all,” Maddie assured him and let herself study him from head to toe.

Noah’s skin prickled at the attention, his member hardening behind his hands. A blush filled his cheeks as his gaze locked on her shapely lips. “See something you like?” he said, attempting to embarrass her into looking away, but his voice came out gruff, full of want.

She grinned. “I was only thinking you’re pretty.” Her eyes drifted toward his body again. “If I may…”

Noah scowled. “What?”

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” She stared directly at his hands and Noah drew in a sharp breath. “You’ll feel the lust for a few days after the change is complete, especially after feeding from the source.”

“Great,” he said in a higher-than-normal voice. “We can stop talking about my hard-on any time now.”

“If you want my help, it will make things easier.” Maddie shrugged. “Towels are in the cabinet.”

Lust for days? He didn’t want to go see his sister with his fucking dick hard as a rock. “Wait,” he called as Maddie turned. “What do you mean byhelp?”

She walked back toward him. “If you feel comfortable, lean back and let me take care of it.”

Noah hesitated. Was he really going to let her do this? Whateverthiswas? The way his veins throbbed against his cock, he knew his hand wouldn’t totally resolve the issue so he consented.

Maddie peeled off her arm warmers and slowly knelt on the tile beside the bathtub. She leaned over the edge, her lips so close to his. A wave of desire pulsed through him like a second heartbeat. He wanted to rip off her ridiculous outfit, drag her into the bathtub with him, and have her lower herself onto his cock. Fuck her and fuck her hard.

Maddie wrapped her nimble fingers around his hard length, and he gasped as her hand tightened. She didn’t say a word as she stroked. He leaned his head back and groaned as her pace picked up. One of his hands slid into her hair while his other gripped the edge of the bathtub. She tilted her head and lowered her lips to his neck. The scrape of her fangs against his skin sent a jolt through him. He wanted her teeth to sink into his body as he slipped his hard length into her.

Noah closed his eyes and groaned at her touch, her movements. He was so close, her hand going faster, faster,faster. Then one of her fangs lightly pricked his skin and he came in a hard rush, muscles tensing, body spasming, as he shouted, “Fuck!”

“All better?” Maddie lifted her head from his throat, gently releasing his length.

His chest heaved as he peeled open his eyes and he could’ve sworn he saw lust reflected in her gaze. But then she rose, water sliding down her arm. “Yes,” he rasped.

“After you get dressed, we’ll go.” Then she walked out of the room, leaving him unsure what the hell had just happened.

Chapter Nine

Maddie

Maddie straightened her hat as she left the bathroom with Noah remaining in the tub. Still naked… Still wet… She hadn’t meant to kiss his throat, taste him with her tongue. Had only meant to rid him of his lust for a little while. But now, as she closed the bathroom door behind her, she’d created a little problem for herself. Her core thrummed with the same tightening Noah had just felt. Sheneededto purge her own lust and working on a hat would not help with this.

It wouldn’t take long—she could finish the task before he even stepped foot into the hallway.

Maddie slipped inside her room and hiked up her skirt as she pressed her back to the wall. She then dipped her hand inside her panties, finding a pool of wetness between her thighs. Noah had done this to her without even a single brush of his fingers. All it had taken was the touch of his cock in her hand, the press of her lips and tongue to his neck. He’d smelled of cedar, tasted like honey. She wondered what he would’ve tasted like if he’d spilled himself into her mouth instead of in the water.

“Bloody hell,” she rasped.

The water’s swishing echoed, and she knew Noah was stepping from the bathtub, beads of water sliding down his naked form—she stroked her center. A cabinet creaked as Noah must’ve grabbed a towel, and she imagined him running it over his abs, his tight arse—she circled her clit. The rustling of him getting dressed reverberated—she came at that movement, imagining every hard muscle of him pressed against her softness. Her body pulsed, spasms rocking through her as she thought about what it would be like to have him inside her, thrusting, growling. Her chest heaved while taking a cleaning rag from her bedside table. She wiped her hand with the rose-scented cloth and straightened the skirt of her dress before stepping back into the hallway, just as he opened the door.

Maddie grinned, hiding the aftereffects of her orgasm that still purred within her. “Ready?”

“Are you going to tell me the exact location of the cure now?” Noah said, raking a hand through his damp hair, the muscles of his arm flexing. Ferris’s clothing fit well enough, although she preferred his tighter dark T-shirt. He now wore a black, long-sleeved collared shirt with pleats across the front and arms. A single line of obsidian buttons ran up the length of his trousers from ankle to thigh. Maddie’s eyes lingered on the slight bulge of his trousers before flicking them up to meet his gaze. His hair hadn’t changed in color since the transition, but his eyes were an even brighter shade of green.

“Past Ivory in the center of werewolf territory, as I said. Now, chop-chop. Let’s go. Grab the smaller ice chest and one of the backpacks on our way out.” Maddie waved a hand in the air and spun on her heels, then lifted her bag of necessities for them.

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