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to grab a fistful of his
t-shirt to keep herself from falling over. “Oh, that won’t happen. Just looking
at you turns me on.”
    Jaren trailed her hand down his chest to his stomach and
would have kept going to his crotch if Kajakti hadn’t grabbed hold of her hand.
His cock was already hard from her admission and he didn’t need her to feel the
evidence of what her words had done to him, especially in such a public place.
    “That’s good to know,” he said. “But I still think we should
carry on this conversation later once the alcohol has worn off.”
    Jaren walked the fingers of her other hand up his chest. “I
have to disagree. Once I’m sober, I’ll lose my courage. This way it’ll speed
things up and maybe you’ll take me back to your place and make love to me until
I forget all about my shitty ex.”
    Kajakti had to bite back a growl as a surge of need pulsed
through him. The idea of taking Jaren to his bed for hours and erasing all of
the intimate memories she had of her ex-boyfriend was something he wanted to
jump at, but there would be no doing that. First of all, Jaren was too drunk
for it, and secondly, fully making love to her would have to wait until he told
her what he was and what she meant to him. And again, she was far from sober
enough to understand what he’d tell her.
    “A very tempting offer,” he said. “But—”
    He didn’t get to finish his sentence. Jaren rose on tiptoe,
cupped the back of his neck, brought his lips down to hers and sealed them
tight. She’d done it so quickly Kajakti didn’t have time to pull away. He
opened his mouth to suggest they wait to try this again later, but his mate
used the opportunity to push her tongue inside and stroke his with it.
    The taste of Jaren zipped through him, making his cock jerk
inside his jeans. Combining that with her enticing scent, which filled his nose
with each breath he took, had him holding her tighter against him as he
deepened their kiss, taking the control from her.
    He soon forgot where they were and plundered Jaren’s mouth,
enjoying the sound of the small moans she made. It wasn’t until there was a
loud blare of a car horn did Kajakti jerk back to his surroundings.
    “Kajakti, do you want a ride or what? Unless you’d rather
stand on the sidewalk and continue to make out like a horny teenager,” Carson
shouted from his SUV, which was pulled up to the curb.
    Kajakti dragged in a deep breath as he pushed back his
mating urge. He turned his head and looked at his wolf brother. “Of course I
still want a ride.” He picked up Jaren’s suitcase, then steadied her with one
arm as he walked her over to the vehicle.
    “You’re taking her with you?” Carson asked. “I thought that
might have been a goodbye kiss.”
    “Yes, I’m taking her home with me.”
    “I thought you were only looking for a little fun, nothing
permanent. That’s what Eryn said.”
    Kajakti put down the suitcase and let out a low growl before
he ran his index finger across his throat twice. A quick look at Jaren showed
she hadn’t noticed what he’d done. She was too busy staring at Carson.
    “That changed after I met Jaren, if you know what I mean?”
Kajakti gave Carson a meaningful look.
    “Well, damn. You guys are dropping like flies.”
    Kajakti opened the back door of the SUV and helped Jaren
slide onto the seat. He then picked up her suitcase and put it in the very back
before he climbed in next to his mate. Once he shut the door, Carson pulled
away from the curb and merged with the traffic.
    “It smells like a distillery back there,” Carson said with a
chuckle. “What did you do, Kajakti? Did you have to get her drunk to convince
her to come home with you?”
    “Of course not.”
    “But she’s trashed all the same.” Carson met Kajakti’s gaze
in the rearview mirror. “She’s also passed out on you and looks to be sleeping
like a baby. Well, a drunk one, anyway.”
    He turned his head in Jaren’s direction and saw