Her pulse fluttered and she only barely leashed her gasp. “Uh, oh…yeah, er.” Could she be any more incoherent? She took a deep breath. “Okay, yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”

“I’ll come with you when you go. Since I’m your boyfriend and all.” He said it like he was kidding but there was an edge in his voice. He meant to claim her and to do it as soon as possible.

Feeling a desperate need to change the subject, she motioned down to the laptop. “I’ve been working on this for the last few hours. It’s tight programming. Your guy was no slouch. But I’ve gotten in a few layers.”

“He was in the army with me. He did computer stuff. He decided to convert three years ago. He was an asset to the Pack.” And a personal friend. Pushing aside his pain and feelings of failure, he realized she wasn’t wearing her glasses. “Don’t you need your glasses?”

She blushed. “Oh, well. That was a disguise. Or not a disguise really, but a way of keeping from being noticed. I don’t have to wear them, they’re clear lenses.” She pushed her hair back over her shoulder and he struggled to breathe.

Deciding to be nonchalant he moved in, needing to be nearer so he could get her scent. He wanted her to be as insane with longing as he was. “Oh, clever. I like you more this way, though.” He knelt next to the chair and leaned in to see the screen and watched her fingers fly over the keys. “What is it? What have you found so far?”

Oh my god! He was so damned sexy and he smelled so good. She wanted to lean in and breathe deep of him. Pull his essence into her senses. Ugh! The man drove her insane. With a slightly shaky voice she answered, “It’s encrypted. I’ve broken through three of what I can tell so far are six levels. The code it’s in is pretty complicated, it looks like something I saw once at the Department of Justice. One I get past all of the built-in defenses and the traps, I’ll unlock everything and then I’ll have to see where to go from there.”

He raised an eyebrow. “The Department of Justice? As an employee?”

She gave him a look and went back to the keyboard. “Something like that. Look, I’m not always proud of what I have done. I’m a different person now. I’ve worked really hard to be.”

He snorted. His little human mate was full of surprises. “Are you hungry? Why don’t you come down and grab something to eat?” Or we can get into bed and I can f**k you boneless. His eyes devoured every inch of her. His wolf pushed, strained within him to possess her.

“I will in a few minutes. I’d kill for a cup of coffee,” she said, not taking her eyes from the screen. If she looked at him again she’d lose it.

“Okay, I’ll get a pot of coffee on and start breakfast.” He stood, and as he did he leaned in and inhaled her, his eyes sliding partway closed as her essence floated through his system. She turned and their eyes locked, her lips parting in surprise at the connection between them.

With a growl, he took the laptop from her, laying it on the carpet at her feet. He knelt between her thighs—those sweet, soft, bare thighs—and slowly brought his lips to hers. She stiffened for about three seconds and then relaxed into him. Her hands softly rested on his chest, his own hands momentarily still against the flesh of her inner thighs.

His tongue slipped into her mouth and she gave a soft moan, her fingers digging into the muscled skin on his chest. He nipped her bottom lip and she made a soft, startled sound—a mewl—sliding her hands up into his hair as he angled his head to taste her better.

She sucked at his tongue and it was his turn to moan as his c**k throbbed in agony. She was warm and soft and perfect—made to be in his arms. Her taste exploded through him, her essence lighting every single nerve in his body on fire for her. And for her alone. He knew that now for an absolute certainty. Knew that she made him feel like no other woman had ever done before and this was just from a kiss. There was an overwhelming feeling of rightness in having her lips beneath his own.

He scented her wetness and slid his hands up her thighs. She parted her legs wider, giving him access to her sex. His thumbs slid over the now-wet panties and she arched into him, one leg rising to curl around his thigh.

Desire roared through Nina as she opened her legs to him. She felt as if she’d die if he stopped touching her. Her ni**les were throbbing, pu**y wet and hot and clenched, desperate to be filled. His lips tasted so good she felt drunk from them. They were firm and masterful and he knew just what to do. His large hands had slid up her thighs and she mewled in delight, barely stopping herself from moving down to meet them halfway. She’d thought that was good but when he moved his thumbs over her pu**y through her panties she thought she’d lose it and come immediately. It had been so long, nearly five years, since she’d been with a man. This man was seriously dangerous to her peace of mind. She felt as if she were outside of her body watching someone else as she rolled her hips and begged for more with her whimpers.

He nibbled down her jaw as one hand came up to unbutton her pajama top, slipping inside to cup her breast. His palm slid over that hard point of sensitive flesh and drew back to pinch a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He could smell her layered on his scent in the shirt and it drove him crazy. Her head lolled back and she gave a moan of pleasure that shot straight to his groin. His control was hanging by a thread at that moment.

“God, I want to f**k you,” he growled and took a nipple in his mouth at the same time as he slid a finger into her panties and up into the heat of her clutching pu**y. He felt the triumph rush through him as she gasped and moaned. Her honey scalded his hand. “Jesus, you’re so tight, so tight and hot.”