Lycan Contempt by S. Yule (simple ebook reader txt) 📗
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There was a place caled Sanctuary located in Michigan, but he’d never been. He’d only heard of it a few months ago, but it was a relief that the lycans were starting to band together to do something about the rogues. Sanctuary was a place al the rogues could go to learn about the importance of destined mates. At the moment, most rogues felt that any woman with the main scent was theirs for the taking.
They either didn’t understand or care about the fact that those women were essential for the survival of their species.
Rogues that were found were given two choices— reform or die. Kish had just learned that other lycan packs were forming more sanctuaries in other states.
He wanted to be a part of saving his species, planned to be a part of it as soon as he’d gotten Connie out of his system. He grinned. Connie who? He was so over her.
“I’m glad you are enjoying your meal.”
“I’m serious when I say it was the best omelet I’ve eaten.”
Say thank you. Say thank you.
“Um.” He cleared his throat. “Thanks.” He finished his food, then colected the plates.
“At least let me help you clean up.”
“I can handle it. I clean as I cook anyway. I only need to put a few things in the dishwasher and wipe the counter down.”
“Do you come up here often, Kish?”
“You could say that. I live here.”
“I assumed that you vacationed here like most.”
“Nope. I’m a ful-timer.”
“Has the snow stopped yet?”
“Pretty much. I’m hoping to be able to pick your friends up tomorrow afternoon.”
“Actualy, you can take me with you if you’d like, and Henry, Joey, and I can head on home.”
His stomach dropped at the thought of her leaving.
“I’m not sure the road leading out wil be clear enough for you to drive out without four-wheel drive.
Probably take another couple days for them to be cleared.”
“Oh. I hate to be such a bother to you.”
“You aren’t a bother.”
When she stood, she bumped into him. “How do you do that?”
He chuckled. “I told you, I’m talented in sneakiness.”
She frowned, and he ached to run his finger over her lips and coax them into a smile. He loved it when she smiled.
“I’m not sure sneakiness is a talent, but I’l give it to you for now.”
He stared down at her, and time seemed to slow.
She reached for him, and he circled her right, delicate-boned wrist with his fingers. They touched on either side with room to spare. He knew she wanted to touch his face, but he didn’t want her to feel his scars. He didn’t want to disappoint this woman in any way. He wanted to be as perfect to her as she was to him, something that could never be.
He brought her fingers to the left side, the unscarred side of his face, and covered her hand with his, guiding it over his skin. She was silky soft, and his wolf howled. He wanted to rip her clothes off, expose her luscious curves to his begging eyes, take her to the floor, and cover her with his body. He’d make love to her slow and thorough like he longed to do, like she deserved. He’d worship every inch, find and pay homage to every sensitive spot that brought her pleasure.
Her fingers glided over his brow, the edge of his nose, over the stubble of his cheek and finaly, to his lips. He closed his eyes and let her caress wash through him like a soothing breeze on a balmy day.
Before he could stop himself, he sucked her index finger into his mouth. She gasped when he swirled his tongue around the tip, and his heartbeat sped up.
When he opened his eyes, he was pleased to see the flush in her cheeks, which told him that she was as affected by his touch as he was by hers.
She trailed her fingers around to his ear and traced the edge down to the lobe until she came to his hair.
He sighed when her short nails scraped gently against his scalp.
“Georgia.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“I want—” Kish suddenly stopped and sniffed the air.
“What is it?” Georgia asked.
An imposter. That’s what it was, but he wasn’t going to tel her that. He didn’t want to scare her.
“I thought I heard something.” He hadn’t, but he’d certainly smeled something and that something was someone who shouldn’t be on his property or this close to his woman.
“Take Lucy and go to your room.”
“But—”
“Please do this for me.”
She backed away from him slowly.
“Lock your door, and don’t open it until I come back.”
Her puzzlement quickly turned to fright. “What’s wrong, Kish?” Her bottom lip trembled.
“Everything wil be okay. I’l be back. Just go. I need to know you are safe.”
“Okay.”
He waited until he heard the click of the lock on the bedroom door before he headed outside. Once on the porch, he keyed in the code to lock the doors behind him. He took a deep breath then started for the tree line to the right of the house. The snow had stopped, but the moon was nowhere to be found, and it was dark as hel. He was thankful for his superior vision.
The closer he got to the tree line, the stronger the scent became. He scented other lycans, but the scent was so faint it was barely discernible. This was something he had never smeled before. Human, but something else as wel.
“I know you are there. You have ten seconds to show yourself before I come in after you, and you won’t like it if I do.” His nails elongated and curled against his palm.
If whatever was out there posed a threat in any way to Georgia, he’d kil it. He would do whatever needed to be done to protect her, even give his own life. He may not be wiling to give her
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