Chapter 17

“Konrad?”

“Mmm?” He ran the backs of his fingers down the column of her neck. His touch, so light and feathery she trembled.

“Are you cold, love?”

“No. On the contrary, I’m heating up big time.” And it was true. Heat raced up her chest to her face.

“Your sexy blush turns me inside out.”

She laughed. “I’ve never heard that one before, but I don’t think anyone but you has ever turned my cheeks pink either.”

He began unbuttoning her blouse. As his fingers reached her breasts, he slipped his big hand inside and fondled one. Excitement ripped through her body.

“Oh God,” she breathed as she arched into his hand. Her nipple must have poked through the stretch lace of her bra, because he gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Oh…” Her knees went weak. She couldn’t wait for a slow seduction. She grasped the lower hem of her blouse and undid the remaining buttons quickly. “I want you—right now.”

He chuckled. “Anxious, are we?”

“Uh huh.” She sat up, peeled off her blouse and tossed it to the floor.

“Well, I intend to seduce you a little longer, so lean back and enjoy it.”

She giggled but flopped backward on the bed as he’d asked.

He leaned over and his hot, moist lips slid softly against hers. She inhaled his faint exotic scent. Some kind of musk scented toiletries if she had to guess. Or maybe it was just pure him. The movement of his lips over hers intensified, and soon he was demanding entrance.

She parted her lips and met his tongue as their mouths fused. The bliss she experienced when he kissed her like that was beyond description. Warm, undulating waves of pleasure invaded her from head to curling toes.

He tasted so good. Slightly sweet. He ran his velvet tongue around hers in an erotic dance, then sucked it. The resulting vacuum sealed their lives together.

She inadvertently moaned. He lifted his face, then dipped into the hollow of her neck and feathered kisses from her ear to her collarbone. His hand found her breast again and massaged it. She arched into his hand and begged, “Please, Konrad. Please…”

“What do you need, angel?”

“I need to get rid of these barriers. My bra. Our jeans. Everything.”

He smiled at her, stood, and peeled off his clothing while she lay there, doing the same. When he freed his enormous cock, it bounced up full and erect.

“Oh, God. You’re so…” Words failed her.

“Turned on?”

“I hope so. Either that or you took an overdose of Viagra.”

He laughed. “I don’t need any help making love to you, Roz. You’re my aphrodisiac.”

Crawling back onto the bed, he stared at her like he was starving, and she was a juicy steak. The intensity of his gaze alone sent her heartbeat skittering. When he reached her breast, he took the puckered nipple into his mouth and sucked. Meanwhile, his hand slid down her torso until he cupped her mons. His fingers teased her labia, collecting and spreading her moisture.

She moaned and arched with the pleasurable onslaught of sensations. Just as she thought she couldn’t take any more, he broke the suction and turned to her other breast. As he suckled her thoroughly, she didn’t think she could feel more sensations—but she did. He slipped a finger into her passage, then two. He thrust and withdrew until she was desperate for his cock.

“Please…I need you.”

He rose on his hands and locked his elbows. Gazing down at her, he smiled. “How about a little sixty-nine?”

“Ooo…” was all she had to say.

He turned around and straddled her.

No sooner had she taken his beautiful cock in her hand than he lapped her slit from the bottom of her labia to the top of her apex. She jolted.

“So not fair,” she cried.

“Why not?”

“I can’t get your whole cock in my mouth from this position. I think it’s the height difference.”

“Yeah, I’m pretty long in the torso. I guess you’ll just have to wait.” He went back to licking her clit.

“Ohhh…Mmm…” She was able to run her tongue around the tip of his cock, so she wet it thoroughly, sucked the head, and pumped the shaft with her hand. His groan let her know he was getting plenty of enjoyment out of that much.

He increased his pace, flicking her clit with his tongue almost as fast as a hummingbird flutters its wings. The glorious friction created that familiar welling-up of sensation deep in her core. Moaning, she had to let the tip of his cock pop out of her mouth. Tremors took over her legs as sensation shot through her. She exploded in pleasure and cried out. Ripples of bliss spread out to every nerve ending. Her orgasm lasted longer than usual and left her weak.

“Can I have your cock now?”

He peered down between his legs and grinned at her. “I think that can be arranged.”

Instead of moving a few inches, he vaulted over her and turned around so they were facing the same way, lying on their backs.

“You’re going to make me move?” She stuck out her lower lip in a fake pout.

“Only if you want to. I can skip—”

“Oh, no you don’t.”

She scrambled up onto her hands and knees and positioned her mouth over his erect cock.

“You don’t have to, you know.”

“What?”

“Some women find that distasteful.”

“Not me. I know it makes you feel good, and it gives me pleasure knowing I can do that for you. I love you, Konrad.”

He grinned.

She positioned herself between his knees so she could look up and see his face. He smiled and folded his hands behind his head. She sunk her lips down over his shaft and withdrew, applying suction. His eyes closed as he moaned.

She flicked the cockhead with her tongue a few times until he moaned again and then took the length of his erection into her mouth—or as much of it as she could fit. She teased his balls with her fingers while she sucked his cock. His face held a look of pleasure/pain, yet he reached down and ran his fingers through her hair.

Knowing she and Konrad could bring each other such intense joy filled her with sexual power. He’d taken her to the brink and over. She wanted to do the same for him and she knew she could—if he’d let her.

She let his cock slide from her lips long enough to whisper, “I want you to come in my mouth.”

His eyes widened and he stared at her. “Are you sure?”

She nodded. “I’ve never wanted to do that before you.”

He grinned. “Well, if it’s really what you want…”

“It is.”

She went down on his cock as if she had “Hoover” stamped across her forehead.

“Jeez, Roz!”

She glanced up and thought she saw his eyes roll back in his head. Should she stop or not? “Are you okay?”

“Hell, yeah. It just felt—really, really good. There’s not much you can do to hurt me as long as you keep your teeth out of the way.”

“Oh, my God! Did I bite you?”

He laughed. “No. You were doing it perfectly.”

“Oh, okay.” She smiled, secretly satisfied that she’d figured out what gave him the intense sensations he always gifted her with. She returned to what she had been doing and watched his face. His eyes drifted shut and his mouth opened. He didn’t cry out like before, but his breathing deepened.

Eventually, just as her mouth was tiring, he trembled and jerked, coming in spurts. He tasted vaguely salty. She swallowed and continued until he stilled. Except for his panting breaths, he didn’t move.

“Are you all right, lover?”

A smile spread across his face, but his eyes remained closed. “Oh, yeah. I’m more than all right.”

He finally opened his eyes and grabbed Roz by her arms. He hauled her up on top of him and cradled her head with one hand as he stroked her back with the other. “I can’t wait to get hard again.”

She settled into his big, warm body and smiled.

A commotion in the hall eventually roused them from their satisfied afterglow. Konrad hopped out of bed and dressed quickly.

Roz followed suit. “Don’t tell me Morgaine and Gwyneth are fighting again?”

“I don’t know. It doesn’t sound like women yelling. More like grunting.”

He jogged out of his apartment and up the stairs to the third floor with Roz right behind him. It looked like Gwyneth was helping Joe move. She grunted under the weight of a heavy box. What surprised him though, was Morgaine pushing a dresser from her apartment across the hall to Joe’s.

Konrad took the box from Gwyneth, lifting it as though it weighed no more than a cube of sugar. “What’s going on?”

“Joe’s movin’ out of 3A and I’m movin’ in. Thanks for helpin’. That musta been a box of rocks.”

Morgaine stopped pushing and snickered. She whispered something to Roz behind her hand.

“Hold on, Morgaine. I’ll be there in a minute, and I’ll help you with the furniture,” Konrad said.

“I can help her,” Roz interjected.

“Well, don’t hurt yourselves.”

She blew him a kiss.

Morgaine elbowed her. “I guess you two have made up.”

“Oh, yeah. And then some.”

Konrad used his super-acute hearing to listen in as the two women continued to talk.

“What do you mean? Are you in love?”

He didn’t detect a response from Roz, but he felt better when he heard what Morgaine said.

“Finally! It’s about time. You’ll be moving next.”

Roz said, “Huh? Why? Do you know something I don’t?”

Morgaine chuckled. “Maaaaybe.”

Konrad wanted to get upstairs before Morgaine repeated the conversation he’d had with her about it, so he ran the rest of the way to the truck and back up the stairs.

He spotted Gwyneth coming out of Joe’s place with another box.

“Why aren’t you using the elevator, Gwyneth?” Roz asked.

“Joe’s had it all tied up with his furniture. I reckon he’s done with it now though.”

“Yeah, he was just loading his headboard into the truck.” Konrad noticed she wasn’t struggling with this load, so he punched the button for the elevator and it whirred to life.

“Let me help you ladies with the furniture going across the hall. Can you two lift that end of the dresser, if I lift this one?”

“I imagine so,” Morgaine said. “Why? You don’t want to scratch the floors?”

“Do you want to give Dottie one more thing to complain about?”

“Good point.”

The three of them lifted it fairly easily. With Konrad walking backward and Morgaine and Roz on the opposite side, they managed to walk it into the only bedroom.

When they had set it down, Roz asked, “Is Chad here?”

Morgaine laughed. “He’s been chattering away, telling me where to place things. He said if Gwyneth wants to live with him, she has to make the place appealing but not girly. I can hardly wait to see what he thinks of her flowered bedspread.” She paused. “Oh, he says he’s seen it.”

“Hey!” Morgaine stuck a fist on her hip. “That means you’ve been in our bedroom. You promised you’d stay out of there.”

Roz’s eyes widened and she stared at Konrad.

He cleared his throat. “Uh, Morgaine, can you please ask Chad to stay out of our bedrooms too?”

She listened a moment. “He wants you to say pretty please.”

“Oh, for God’s sake.”

Roz piped up. “Pretty, pretty please, Chad?”

She glared at Konrad.

“Oh, all right. Pretty please?”

Morgaine paused, then rolled her eyes. “That’s enough out of you, Chad. Now, excuse us while we go back to playing musical apartments.”

“I guess I’m stuck in a job I hate.”

Roz picked at her food as she sat across from Merry. They had decided to go out to a nice restaurant for lunch. Finally, they could catch up without any drama from the other residents in their building interrupting them.

“Don’t give up. You never know what may happen next. I’d never have predicted that Jason and I would be married six months ago.”

Roz rolled her eyes. “Sure, it’s almost exactly the same thing as me getting involved with an unemployed teacher, slash “security expert.” She made air quotes with her fingers.

Merry’s brow knit. “What do you mean?”

Roz sighed. Should I tell her? She’s my best friend, but she’s also the landlord’s wife. “Merry, whatever I tell you is in strictest confidence, right?”

“Of course…well, except for Jason. I have to be able to talk to my husband if it comes up. I won’t outright lie to him, even for you.”

“Oh.” Better not tell her their tenant is, or was, a thief.

Roz must have paused a little too long because Merry cocked her head and was staring at her.

“Oh, no. It’s nothing.”

“Look, Roz, you can tell me anything. I won’t repeat it. I just won’t lie if it comes up. So, ask yourself how likely Jason is to ask me what you want to tell me. Especially the day before Fenway’s opening day. Unless the building is on fire, he won’t be thinking of anything besides baseball.”

Roz took a few moments to think it over and decided she could talk about her job situation. That was a safe topic—for now.

“Well, Konrad and I made a list of all the possible jobs we might like and could train for quickly. Then we tried each one to see if anything clicked with either of us. We made these experiments into some of our dates.”

Merry brightened. “What a good idea! What did you try?”

“Oh, boy.” Roz shook her head as she recalled some of their more spectacular failures. “Okay, first we tried ballroom dancing. We figured if celebrities could do it in a few weeks, anyone could.”

“That sounds like fun. Didn’t you enjoy it?”

Unfortunately, I’m a klutz and Konrad’s two left feet are really heavy, so when he stepped on my foot, I had to be rushed to the hospital.”

Merry gasped. “Oh my God, are you all right? Why didn’t you call me?”

Roz shrugged. “It was only a minor sprain. I used ice, Arnica gel, and stayed off of it for a few days.”

“How’s the foot now?”

“It was my ankle and it’s all better. See?” Roz stuck out her legs so Merry could see them without the tablecloth in the way. “They’re both the same size and everything.”

“Well, you were lucky. Some sprains can be worse than breaks. A bad sprain that isn’t treated properly can take months to heal. Cute shoes by the way!”

“Spoken like a fashionista nurse. But, like I said, it wasn’t that bad.”

“So, what else did you try? To find new jobs, I mean.”

“Well, we tried some career counseling on-line. We even tried to divine the future with a tarot reading.”

Merry laughed. “I did that too. With Morgaine and Gwyneth reading my tea leaves.”

Roz raised her eyebrows. “Really? How did that go?”

Merry shuddered. “Not good. But I think the danger they predicted is over now. I’m pretty sure it had to do with Lila Crum, the paparazzi that tried to blackmail Jason. But anyway, what did your readings show?”

“Just that we were only good at our old jobs—the ones we wanted to leave.”

Merry grimaced.

“Yeah, that’s how I felt too. So, anyway, we tried a few more dates. Bartending was a disappointment. My klutziness got in the way again. I broke a bottle and a glass and Konrad almost busted up the place defending me from some angry goon. Then we tried a cooking class and almost burned the place down. We even tried to skydive.”

Merry sat up straighter. “You skydived?”

“Yeah, Konrad made a tree landing and almost got killed. But he was completely healed the same night. I mean, no cuts, no bruises—not a mark on him. That’s when I knew there was something very—um—different about him.”

“You mean that he’s a—”

“Shhh!” Roz cautioned. “The first rule of supernatural club is you never talk about supernatural club.”

Merry snickered. “I get that. But how are you adjusting? I remember when you called me you were pretty shocked.”

Roz shrugged. “I still wonder about my sanity sometimes. Am I a complete idiot to think I’m safe with him? Or with the rest of his kind?”

“Have you met others?”

“Oops. I almost forgot the first rule.”

Merry shrugged. “Whatever. If you need to talk about it, I’m here. I might have an inkling of what you’re going through.”

Roz snorted. “Yeah. Again, there’s a teeny bit of a difference between finding out you’re in love with a bird verses a wolf.”

Merry lowered her voice. “Look, a predator is a predator. But you can trust the human half that loves you. I was afraid Jason might get confused and think my pet rabbit was dinner. But he says he knows the difference, even in his other form.”

“I hope you’re right. Because I don’t have a pet and dinner might be me!”

The waitress came over to their table.

“Is there anything else I can get you?”

Roz shook her head. “No thanks,” Get out of here, blondie. “We’re fine.”

When the waitress left, Roz took another bite and let Merry talk for a while. Only it looked like Merry just wanted to ask more questions.

“So, what happened after the sky diving accident? You said he healed too fast. Did you confront him?”

Roz nodded and swallowed. “Hell, yeah. We had a big fight. I knew he was keeping a big secret from me, and then he gave me a partial truth, so I thought that was all there was to it. I was really mad that he mislead me and called him a liar.”

“Oh, that must not have gone over well.”

“We broke up for a short time. Then he was arrested again and needed my help. I learned that no matter how much I wished I didn’t love him, it was no use. I had to try to help him.”

“Arrested? Again? Wait a minute. You never told me about this.”

“Oh, yeah. It must have slipped my mind. Tiny detail.”

“Yeah, right.” Merry frowned. “Come on, Roz. Spill it.”

Roz took a deep breath. “Okay. The day after I moved in, Konrad was arrested. He said he had no real job and couldn’t afford an attorney, so I was appointed as his public defender. I got him off, then we went back to his place, and he got me off. Don’t judge.”

“I wasn’t going to.”

“Good. So, anyway, I believed in my heart of hearts that he was innocent. No excuse.”

“No need to explain. Go on,” Merry prompted.

“Okay, so everything’s swell. Then on the way home he kisses me, and guess what?”

“You kissed him back?”

“Besides that. Never mind. I’ll just tell you. He nicked my tongue with his fang, and presto…we have telepathic communication.”

Merry’s eyes rounded. “You what? Did…did you just say…”

“You heard me. We can read each other’s minds.”

“Christ on a cracker, Roz! That’s…well, that’s—”

“Crazy? Nuts? Impossible? Yeah, but for some reason it happens when a werewolf finds his mate.”

“No, I was going to say wicked inconvenient!”

Roz chuckled. “You’re picking up the Boston vernacular.”

“Yeah, the nurses at work say it, and it seemed appropriate for the occasion.”

Roz shrugged. “It only happens when we’re talking loudly—in our heads. Usually when something surprises us, and it becomes a reaction. We can do it on purpose too.”

Merry scratched her head. “I’m speechless. I don’t know what to say. Congratulations?”

Roz grinned. “That makes as much sense as anything.”

“I’m really glad you found a wonderful man, even if…well, you know.”

“There’s one silver lining in all this mate business. I think you’ll understand and appreciate it since you have the same blessing.”

Merry tipped her head and hesitated. “Blessing? Are you pregnant?”

“Huh?” Roz’s jaw dropped. “No. Are you saying that you are?”

Her best friend grinned. “We haven’t told anyone yet. I thought maybe you could read my mind too.”

Roz whooped and jumped out of her chair. Hurrying around to the other side of the table, she grabbed Merry and hugged her. “Holy crap! Congratulations.” Then she held Merry’s arms and leaned away so she could see her face. “Are you happy about it?”

“Merry grinned. “Very. We both are. We want you to be the baby’s Godmother.”

“In that case, I’m over the moon.”

She glanced around the restaurant and noticed people were staring at them.

“Hey, it’s not every day you find out you’re going to be a Godmother.” People smiled, then returned to their own conversations. “Can you teach the baby to call me Auntie Roz?”

“Well, not right away. Maybe when he or she learns to talk.”

She laughed and went back to her chair.

“So, what were you going to tell me? What’s the blessing we share?” Merry asked.

“Oh! Yeah, I almost forgot what we were talking about in all the excitement. Well, apparently wolves mate for life just as falcons do. So, no more losing the latest guy to someone skinnier than me.”

Merry looked at the ceiling. “Hallelujah!”

Roz grinned. “Let’s raise our water glasses in a toast.”

“What shall we toast to?”

“To Apartment 1B, the love shack! It seems like anyone who moves in there finds the love of their lives.”

Merry laughed. “To Apartment 1B.” They clinked glasses and took a sip of water. Suddenly Merry’s eyes widened.

“What are you thinking?” Roz asked.

“I know who should move in there next.”

“Hey, I haven’t even moved out yet.”

“You will. Konrad will probably ask you to share his larger apartment instead of the other way around, don’t you think?”

Roz shrugged. “He hasn’t asked me anything yet.”

“Then why don’t you ask him?”

“Boy, you really want me out of that apartment, don’t you?”

Merry chuckled. “Not at all. It just seems inevitable. But I wonder if he’s afraid to ask you right now. He needs help with the rent and if his pride is anything like most men’s…”

“Oh, God. You’re right. I didn’t even think of that. If anything, he’s prouder than most. But we’re really getting ahead of ourselves. We have a preliminary hearing to deal with first.”

“When is that?”

“Next week. It was supposed to be today, but because of the full moon, I postponed it.”

“Probably a good idea. So, what happens to him when the moon is full?”

“Uh…I don’t know exactly, and I’m not sure I want to know.”

“You should probably ask him. Maybe if you’re better prepared than I was, it won’t be such a shock.”

“Did you see Jason shift?”

Merry laughed. “Oh, yeah. And the timing couldn’t have been worse. Believe me, it’s better to know what you’re in for.”

Roz heard herself gulp.