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Exactly for a second.

And to the next one:

“The girl seems to have expressed herself quite clearly,” another male voice interrupted from behind me.

The low, rumbling tones of the baritone made him shudder. I caught a familiar trail of spicy musk and cardamom in the air. On a wave of new pleasant sensations, she closed her eyes, inhaling the smell of a stranger. Not for long. I forced myself to remember that I should be guided more by reason than base instincts. My shoulder was free. I immediately took advantage of this and, without turning around, again moved towards the bar.

Almost arrived.

The vibration of the smartphone in my skirt pocket hit my thigh, and I had to make great efforts to keep my gait even further. Even such an artificial effect was enough to twist everything in the lower abdomen into a tight knot again. As a result, when she accepted the call, she barely restrained herself so as not to send the caller to the most unattractive place.

“Yes, Rinat,” she squeezed out hoarsely into the phone.

There were no free chairs, but in my condition it would hardly have been possible to sit quietly in one place, so I chose the far corner at the same bar counter, where I settled down in relative solitude.

Yaroslava, where are you? The voice sounded rather rough.

Counter irritation to keep to himself did not work.

“In Paradise,” she replied sullenly. - And what?

I wasn't going to be rude, and the club was indeed called "RAI", but... he himself said to stay in the city, so why would he now arrange an open interrogation?

- Yar-roslava! The werewolf's chest growl didn't bode well. “Wherever you are right now, come home immediately!”

Alpha does not tolerate when he is not obeyed. And even though I have a special position in his pack, alpha always remains alpha. But that still didn't explain how glad I was to return to the place where a preoccupied beta was waiting for me, to which I had nothing to oppose.

- Something happened?

Certainly, that was the case. It was not for nothing that Rinat sniffed quietly into the phone for a while and did not answer right away.

- I said. Come back. Home. Yaroslav, - repeated the groom.

What pissed me off even more!

“Uh-huh,” she snapped, not at all intending to carry out such a decree. - Thanks to your Vadim, I now feel no worse than a March cat. Or do you mind being tested by all the neighbors in the area, and not just him?

Yes, it sounded like a challenge. No werewolf in the clan would even dare to think of such a thing. But I'm not quite like them either.

A tired sigh was heard over the phone. Rinat knew full well that coercion had never worked with me.

- I'll talk to Vadim. This will not happen again,” the man quickly surrendered his position. Are there only people?

- Yes. That’s why I came here,” she reassured him. "I don't want trouble," she assured sincerely.

Yet he is almost the only one who accepted me for who I am. It was worth being grateful and showing at least respect in return. Even if you wanted something completely different.

"Are you sure you're all right?" Rinat asked warily.

Once again in the evening I caught the heady smell of a stranger who stood up for me just recently. This fragrance was so attractive that it was simply not possible to resist. She closed her eyes, allowing her to emotionally dissolve in this tart plume. She leaned back a little, plunging into a pleasant peace. And I did not immediately understand that the owner of the root cause was standing behind my back, and my head was resting on his shoulder.

— Yaroslav? Rinat called excitedly because I forgot to answer.

The stranger, meanwhile, leaned over my neck and sucked in a noisy breath. My body instantly reacted to this simple action with a wave of strong, almost unbearable desire that swept through my body. I have no idea, as soon as I restrained myself so as not to pounce on the one standing behind me, spitting on everyone and everything that surrounded me.

- Will be. Very soon,” she answered softly.

Keeping the phone in your hands further is the most pointless thing that happened right now.

“See you tomorrow, kitty,” Rinat said goodbye.

Almost didn't hear it. The vessel of the latest Finnish technology settled down on the polished surface of the mahogany counter. It just fell out of my hands.

“So, Yaroslava,” the man said in a low whisper, placing his palms on my waist, and slowly dragged me down to my hips, pulling me to him. - Nice to meet you, Yaroslava.

The stranger said my name very slowly, as if with anticipation. The barely slipping hoarseness in his tone caused his body to immediately respond to his voice. A wave of heat with a slight spasm passed from the tips of the toes, froze somewhere in the area of ​​​​the solar plexus. And it is not so important whether there was still a need to cope with what Vadim awarded, or not. I was already firmly convinced that I wanted this man. Like I never wanted anyone.

“Yaroslava,” he repeated my name.

Men's hands slid to the stomach and up to the chest, slightly squeezing. The burning agony of desire in me revived again. Mentally I tried to attribute everything to the effect of a cocktail of aphrodisiacs and drugs, although I knew perfectly well that it was not about them for a long time. And not even in the fact that my inflamed passion is not unrequited - so clearly through the thin chiffon of my skirt and the thick material of my jeans, his response was felt on him.

Unable to bear it, she leaned back, clinging to the object of her desire even tighter. An answering growl and a light kiss at the junction of the neck and shoulder girdle from the stranger served as a sweet reward. One hand, previously caressing my chest, moved to my throat, momentarily blocking access to oxygen, and the second lower, pressing between my legs.

“My God…” it escaped his lips soundlessly.

Wanting to get more and in the shortest possible time, I sharply turned around to face the stranger, suddenly forgetting about everything that had been in my life up to that moment. And then she sank into the darkness of his eyes. The impenetrably black gaze, only bordered by golden sparks along the thin edge of the iris, so greedily and lecherously hypnotized that I forgot how to breathe. Not for long. Because in a second I realized ... how screwed up. And judging by the mood of the werewolf in front of me, I really, really screwed up.

But right away it was necessary to realize that an ordinary person would never have heard my name, pronounced in the receiver by Rinat, in the midst of all this noise!

“Yaroslava,” the stranger repeated again, as if wound up.

Of course wound up. I just got it myself. And the full program. Showed desire. She indicated how much she liked the smell. And in addition to everything provoked by physical contact.

Oh fool!

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