Chapter Seventeen
The first rays of the sun were peeking from behind the curtain by the time Daric collapsed on the bed and gathered Meredith into his arms. Her soft, plush body molded against his perfectly, and if he weren't exhausted from having sex with her twice more after they got back from the car, the press of her ass against his cock would have stirred him again.
The wicked little she-wolf was voracious, and he found himself matching her sexual appetite. As soon as they got into the room, she demanded he strip so she could admire his body. She pushed him on the bed, and ran her hands over his body, declaring him to be the “hottest fucking thing she’d ever seen.” God, her dirty mouth was a turn-on, but it was better when it was on him. Sucking and licking and teasing at him. He also enjoyed it when she climbed on top of him, taking his cock all the way inside her and riding him like her life depended on it, and falling apart when she came around him.
He woke again, not much later and Meredith had somehow pushed him to the edge of the king-sized bed. Her body was splayed diagonally across the surface, taking up the middle part. Her slim arm was slung over his chest, her messy blonde hair spilling over her shoulders and face, and her head was laying on his chest. There was a small streak of dried drool down the side of her mouth, which was open as she snored softly.
A smile spread across his face. Meredith had never looked more adorable to him than in this moment. His she-wolf. Gently, he nudged her, trying to get more space on the bed, but she let out a protesting moan and wrapped her legs around his torso, her grip like steel.
“Come on, I need some space, too,” he whispered, brushing her soft hair aside.
“No, my bed,” she said. Her eyes remained closed, but the slight smile tugging at her lips indicated she was awake.
“I’m going to fall off the side,” he retorted. “Move over, or I will spank you, my she-wolf.”
One eye cracked open. “Is that a promise? Because you know I enjoyed it last night.”
He laughed and then rolled her over, pinning her body with his. “Yes, I know you did. I’ll have to find some other ways to punish you when you disobey me.” He rubbed his stubble along the sensitive skin of her neck, making her shriek. “Looks like I found it.”
“No…noooo…” she gasped in between cries. “Daric!”
He captured a nipple into his mouth, sucking on the bud. Her breasts were perfect, just the right size for his hands and the large, pink nipples were very responsive. His mouth moved to the other breast, his tongue lashing across the bud, making her moan and push her hips up at his already hard cock. When he finally released her nipples, he moved his hand between her legs and found her already dripping wet.
“Daric,” she moaned. “Again.”
Daric sat back on his heels and then grabbed her right ankle. Instead of hoisting it over his shoulder, however, he flipped her, so she was on her stomach.
Meredith gasped and then lifted that perfectly-shaped ass up at him. “Take me,” she begged. “Now.”
Not needing further encouragement, he grabbed his cock and teased her entrance, spreading the precum on the tip across her wet slit. She let out a grunt of disappointment at his teasing and moved back, pushing herself onto him. Daric suppressed a laugh. His she-wolf was relentless.
He thrust his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt so quickly it made her yelp in surprise. She was slick, tight, and so hot. Her pussy gripped him, pulsing around his cock. Meredith’s body was responsive and sensitive, and he couldn’t think of anything but her and that delicious wildflower scent when he was inside her. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back, driving as deep as he could with each thrust.
Meredith let out a growl, a real one, and it drove him wild. He bent down over her, pushing her on the bed, fucking into her so hard the headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust. She mewled, squeezing around him so tight as her body wracked with her orgasm.
“Fuck…fuck…Daric…fuck me…your cock is so good…give me...”
That dirty mouth pushed him over the edge again, and his cock twitched as he pumped her full of his cum. She milked every last drop, the naughty little thing, until he was so spent he fell on top of her.
“Woman, you’ll kill me before lunchtime,” he growled as he rolled onto his back.
She let out a throaty laugh. “Lunchtime? That means I have a few hours still.”
“Minx,” he teased, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her against him.
She opened her mouth to say something, but her stomach gurgled loudly. “Whoops…I guess it’s been a few hours since dinner.”
“Well, I suppose we have to eat sometime,” he said, sitting up. “Come, I believe they advertised a free hot breakfast in the dining room. I’m sure we’ll find something to your liking.”
They got dressed and left the room, then headed straight to the small breakfast room in the lobby. Meredith immediately ran to the buffet table and piled her plate high with food.
“What?” she asked as she shoveled some scrambled eggs into her mouth. “I’m hungry.”
He shook his head. “Just don’t choke on your food, min kjære.”
“What does that mean, min kyareee?”
“Min kjære?” he corrected. “It means—”
A ringing from Meredith’s purse interrupted him, and she grabbed the bag, taking out the small cell phone inside. “Hello? Oh hey, Alex. Yeah, we’re good,” she said, nodding her head. “Some clothes? Yeah, that would be great, I’m starting to smell funky. Sure, no prob. See you soon!”
“Is Alex Westbrooke on the way?”
“Yeah, he just left Manhattan. He should be here with the mechanic in two hours he said, depending on the traffic.” She finished her bagel in two bites and then dumped a couple of donuts into her purse. “Are you done?” she asked, eyeing his bowl of oatmeal. “Two hours isn’t much time.”
He chuckled and pushed the bowl away. “We will make do.”
They were laughing and giggling all the way back to the room, but as soon as the door closed behind them, Daric pushed her against the wall of the door, then picked her up to bring her to the shower, where they had another rigorous round of sex.
Meredith was picking up their clothes on the floor, and she took a sniff of his shirt. “Holy satan’s balls, this smells like me. And sex. The SUV!” she suddenly remembered. “Fucking hell, that backseat is going to smell like us fucking.”
Daric exited the bathroom, wearing only a towel around his waist. “Perhaps we could open the windows before Alex gets here.”
“Good idea,” Meredith said. She was about to open the door when she heard a knock coming from the other side.
“Meredith? Are you in there?” Alex Westbrooke’s voice called. “I have your clothes.”
“Holy crap, we gonna have some ‘splainin’ to do, Luuuuuuucy.”
“Who is Lucy?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
***
Meredith quickly opened the door, thanked Alex and grabbed the bag of clothes he had in his hand before slamming the door in his face. She and Daric changed into the fresh clothes and left the room before Alex could get a whiff of the inside.
It seemed leaving their sex scent in the car was the least of Meredith and Daric’s worries. In their rush to go back to the room last night, they left the door of the SUV open, and a gang of raccoons had gotten inside. The plush leather seats were now torn, and stuffing was scattered all over the interior. There was also droppings and trash inside, making the smell unbearable, especially to the Lycans and their enhanced senses. God, Meredith had never been so happy those trash pandas existed.
“Jesus, Nick’s going to have kittens,” Alex moaned, pinching his nose. “How the heck did this happen?”
“The short in the computer system must have turned off the alarm,” Ben, the mechanic who came with Alex, said as he shut the hood.
“But how did they get in?” Alex asked. “Do raccoons know how to open doors?”
“Yes,” Meredith and Daric said at the same time.
Alex eyed them suspiciously, then turned to Ben. “You got this, Ben?”
“Yeah Alex, no worries. I’ll drive her back to Fenrir, okay?”
“Great, thank you. I owe you one.” Alex fished the keys of his Jeep out of his pocket. “Let’s head back.”
“Shotgun!” Meredith said as she raced to the front passenger seat. She climbed in, declaring her victory with a fist pump in the air.
The drive back was pleasant, and Meredith liked Alex. The other Lycan always treated her nicely, plus he totally rocked that hot dad image, especially when his eyes lit up when he talked about his daughter. Not that she’d ever try anything (unless she wanted Alynna to kill her). Besides, it wasn’t like she didn’t already have someone to rock her world. She took a sly glance at Daric, who flashed her a smile from the back seat. Heat crept up her neck because, with that one look, she knew what he was thinking.
She turned away and took the phone from her pocket. Hopefully, no one would notice if she kept this particular device. Even though it was an older model, it still might be useful. For one thing, she had sent Jade a message this morning, asking her for a tiny little favor. Without another thought, she slipped the phone into her bra.
***
Two hours later, they arrived at Fenrir. Meredith thanked Alex and let him know that they would be joining them for their meeting in the Alpha’s office, but they had to stop by Jade’s lab first.
“Why do we need to go to Dr. Cross’ laboratory?” Daric asked when they were alone in the elevator.
“It’s a surprise,” she said to him cheekily. They entered the lab and Meredith told him to wait.
“Jaaaaade!” she called as she entered the other Lycan’s office. “Do you have it?”
“We really need to talk about your constant need for danger,” the Lycan scientist said. "I suppose sex with your enemy is one of the biggest adrenaline rushes."
“Blah blah blah, possibly evil warlock, yadda yadda, bad idea,” Meredith said nonchalantly. “There, I saved you the lecture by giving it to myself. So, did you get what I asked?”
Jade sighed and took out a white box from under her desk. “Here you go. And you owe me. And I mean money. Do you know how much La Perla lingerie costs?”
“Please, your baby-daddy’s a bazillionaire, and you’ve got that fat trust fund. Consider this my payment for saving your life a couple of times.” Meredith squealed when she opened the box. “Jade, you’re the best friend a girl can have.”
“How about you never send me NSFS texts again, with details about your sex life, and we’ll call it even?”
“You mean NSFW?”
“No, I mean Not Safe For Sebastian. I had to erase all your texts, in case he was looking over my shoulder.”
Meredith ignored her as she took the lacy bra out of the box. It was purple, with delicate lace flower detailing. There was also a pair of matching panties, garter belt, and stockings. “Jade, you have great taste! Did you pick some out for yourself, too?”
“Of course I did,” the Lycan smiled. “I’m wearing it now. I can’t wait to surprise Sebastian tonight.”
“High five!” Meredith exclaimed, lifting her palm up, which Jade heartily slapped. “God, Jade, I can just imagine Daric’s face when he sees me in this. Maybe I can inspire some more dirty words from his mouth.”
“Ew, TMI,” Jade said, wrinkling her nose. “I can’t imagine Daric talking dirty. He’s so…so formal in his speech.”
“Think obscene Shakespeare in the Park. I swear it’s like poetry that will make your panties burn.”
“So, ‘shall I kiss thy breasts and tickle thy womanly mound’?” Jade asked, giggling uncontrollably.
Meredith laughed. “Yeah. Or ‘dost thou want to be taken in the cunt or up the b—”
“Meredith!” Jade admonished.
A knock on the door broke off their banter. “Come in,” Jade called.
Daric peered in. “Is everything all right?” he asked, his face drawn into a frown.
“It’s all good,” Jade said, trying to hide her smile. A sound from the outside lab chimed. “Ah, that’s one of my experiments. I have to check on my data.” The scientist scurried off, leaving Daric and Meredith alone.
“Hey,” Meredith said, pushing the box behind her, hoping he didn’t see. Maybe she should have slipped it on like Jade did.
“Hello,” he greeted back as he strode to her, crossing the distance between them in a few steps. He trapped her between the desk, placing his hands on either side of her. “Did you get what you needed from Dr. Cross?”
“Uh-huh,” she nodded.
“And what is it?”
“I told you, it’s a surprise.”
He looked behind her and saw the box. “Is it your birthday?” he asked, a deep frown marring his face. “You should have told me.”
She chuckled and put a hand on his chest. “It’s not. But it might be yours.” He narrowed his eyes at her, and she only laughed harder. “Oh, come here, you.” She grabbed his shirt and pulled him down for a kiss. Daric was surprised at first, but quickly recovered and returned her kiss with the same enthusiasm. He picked her up and placed her on the desk, careful not to crush the box. She moaned into his mouth, wrapping her legs around him.
Suddenly, a loud crash and shouting from the outer lab made them quickly pull apart.
“Meredith! Daric!” Jade’s shout rang in Meredith’s enhanced ears.
“Jade, you taco blocker!” Meredith hissed as she hopped off the desk.
“A what?” Daric asked, adjusting the front of his jeans.
“You know,” Meredith said in an exasperated voice. “Muffin muzzle? Twat swatter? Clam jammer?” Daric continued to look at her strangely. “Never mind. Let’s go see what kind of trouble Jade is in again.”
Meredith quickly walked out of the office, peering down into the lab. “What the hell is—Quinn!” Oh, fuck a duck.
Jade was standing between Sebastian and Quinn, and the former's stance looked like he was ready to bash her brother’s face in, while the latter was standing defensively, his hands in the air.
“Quinn!” she called again, taking the steps two at a time. “Do you have a death wish or something?”
“Who is this asshole?” Sebastian growled, his rage barely contained.
“Hey, sorry man, I didn’t know she was yours,” Quinn said.
“I told you she wasn’t available,” Meredith scolded.
“You said not to ‘go there,' not that she was already with someone,” Quinn retorted.
“What the hell did you do anyway?”
“I was just talking to her—”
“You were sniffing her hair when I walked in,” Sebastian shouted.
“It’s how we Lycans greet each other!” Quinn lied.
“Sebastian,” Jade pleaded, putting her hands on his chest. “Calm down, nothing happened. He didn’t even touch me!”
“He better have not!” Sebastian’s eyes glowed gold and the air around them grew heavy.
Jade sighed and wrapped her arm around his waist. “Let’s go home, okay?” she soothed and then whispered something in his ear. Whatever it was seemed to calm Sebastian. With a nod to Meredith and Daric (and one last warning look to Quinn), he put an arm protectively around Jade, and the two left the lab.
“Jesus Christ!” Quinn staggered back once they were gone. “What the fuck is he?”
“A dragon,” Meredith deadpanned.
“No, really, what is he?”
She shrugged. “I told you not to go there, and you went there anyway!”
“Hey, you know I can’t resist pretty faces! But you should have told me she was knocked up. I don’t do attached women.”
“How the heck did you get in here, anyway?” Meredith asked in an annoyed tone.
“I hacked the elevator system, duh,” Quinn replied matter-of-factly.
“Well, what did you want?”
Quinn’s voice turned serious. “We need to go back to the hospital. Sven is awake.”