OtherKin: Tranquility Read Free

Scarlet." Roane dropped his head and inhaled
somewhere near her throat. "It's your pheromones, or something.
They make me crazy."
    "Get off me,
Roane," she said shakily. She could feel her body heating and she
knew he could scent it on her. Wolven couldn't hide it when they
were sexually excited.
    He caught her
gaze and smiled slowly, predatorily. Scarlet's heart began to beat
faster. "Marcus was stupid to put his beloved sister in my way.
First because, in his view, I'm dangerous and unpredictable, a
threat to his power." He paused and his eyes darkened. "Second,
because I want you."
    She couldn't
say anything in response. He must know she wanted him back. Didn't
mean she would succumb to temptation, though.
    He leaned in
and held his mouth a breath's space from hers. Roane didn't kiss
her, he just let her feel the warmth of him, scent of his breath
and feel it against her lips. He slid his hand to her waist, making
her jump a little at the contact.
    Roane stared
into her eyes in a silent Wolven challenge. Scarlet averted her
eyes and let her head fall to the side in response. Roane dipped
his head and ran his full lips slowly down the arch of her throat,
to the place where it met her shoulder. There, he softly laid a
kiss. Goosebumps erupted all over her body as he lingered there.
Her body reacted to him, priming itself for him.
    He let his hand
slide under the hem of her shirt and he rested his bare palm
against the small of her back. The action was intimate and
suggestive. It made her shiver in his arms. Never in a million
years would she have expected this kind of gentle sensuality from a
man like Roane.
    A deep groan
rumbled up from his throat. It vibrated through her, making her
close her eyes. She was putty in his hands, helpless. If they'd
been somewhere more private she knew she'd be in big trouble. That
not succumbing to temptation thing might be just a dream.
    He released her
and backed away. Scarlet opened her eyes to see him staring
speculatively at her, a satisfied-looking smile curving his sinful
lips. "I thought so," he said, then turned and walked toward the
house.
    "You thought
so. What?" She called after him. "What exactly did you think,
Roane?"
    "Thought the
attraction went both ways," he called over his shoulder. "Now I
know for sure."
    Yep, she was in
trouble.
    * * * * *
    "Why did you
come to Tranquility, anyway?" Scarlet asked, fingering the neck of
her bottle of beer.
    Roane had fixed
Hogan's car and headed here for a drink, since the work day was
done. She figured, why not? Roane knew she was supposed to be
spying on him for Marcus and he was aware of her undeniable
attraction to him.
    She'd waited in
the car, contemplating all of this, for the hour it took for Roane
to work. When he'd returned, she'd suggested they go somewhere to
talk, somewhere away from Tranquility, away from Marcus' paranoid
eyes. So they've made the ten mile trip to the nearest town, where
the Wolven had no need to go. Here, there were only humans.
    It was Friday
night and the bar was packed. They were sitting closely at the bar
ostensibly so they could hear one another, though Scarlet didn't
mind the proximity of him, the warmth of his body and the scent of
him.
    It had been too
long since she'd been with a man, and this particular one worked
the last of her will to resist with every breath he took.
    What she gave
him to him, just this one night? What if they slept together, did
everything she'd already done with him in her fantasies, in order
to simply slake their need? Maybe the desire would fade then, and
she could go back to normal.
    "You've asked
me that before."
    She nodded.
"And you never really gave me much of an answer."
    "Because I'm
not a lone wolf," Roane replied, taking a swig of his beer. "I need
a pack."
    "Why'd you
leave your old pack?"
    "My brother and
I were both contenders to rule, dictated by the council of elders.
They decided whoever took this woman to mate…her name is Nikki and
she's a cat shifter,