Poisonous Desires (20 page)

“Tonight.”
He pressed a kiss to her lips and left her horny and frustrated. “No relieving your ache until I get back. I’ll know.”

She swore, but she agreed and finished her shower. After drying off and getting dressed, she began to pack. Her phone rang, and she answered it on the first ring. “I can get away, e-mail me the info. Okay, I have to go. Later, Nadia,”
Milly
said.

Unable to fight the grin, she called Urban with the good news and left him a message. After that, she called
Zerik
and let him know that
Milly
would be with her. He didn’t have a problem with her sister being with her, so long as it wasn’t a disruption in their lives or business. She assured him it wouldn’t be and got done with her packing. There wasn’t much anyway. Nadia ordered takeout and waited for Urban to get back. For the first time in her life she felt complete; everything was working out for the better, and her past fears and her father weren’t on her mind.

* * * *

Urban looked over the assembled alphas. They didn’t look pissed; in fact, they all looked sleepy or annoyed, but not angry. “Let’s get this over with.” He moved forward and held up his hands; all went silent with the exception of sounds of nature. “I speak with
Torger’s
voice, as you know. It has been decided that Poppy, Michael’s alpha bitch, will turn evidence over to the Feline Quorum. All she wants are her possessions. She turns over her authority to the second-in-line betas in the Jagged Pass Pack to select a new leader.” He paused, waiting to see how they would react. A bit of grumbling, but nothing he didn’t accept.

He continued. “Any money she agrees to release will be divided among the packs. All your investments are safe. You have to select a new head of pack finances.
Torger
will be winding things up on Sunday. He asks that you select your names for replacement alphas. So long as you don’t ask for trial by combat, he’ll approve your choice.
Any issues with that?”

He fell silent and watched, using his instincts to see if there would be any dissent. Again they waited for him to finish up. “Come on, I’ve got a poker game to win,” an alpha with a Texas drawl shouted.

“Shut up, Harlan, you won’t win if he goes any faster, you cheating
sonofabitch
!” another alpha called out.

The packs broke out into laughter. “I can kick
yer
ass from here to Canada, Davis! And I wasn’t cheating, you have shit eyesight!” Harlan shot back.

Urban chuckled. He wished he’d gotten a chance to hang out with them more, rather than deal with the drama.
“All right, all right.
On behalf of
Draven
and the town, thank you for not tearing shit up. Any issues, let me know, you have my number.
Torger
will give you all the final details that day. Okay? All right, I’ll see you all tomorrow.”

As he moved around the various werewolves, he could hear murmurs and snatches of conversation. With the exception of Michael’s pack members, most were happy to see him go, and many were happy Stan was gone too. In fact, everyone was okay with the changes. The groups of gay werewolves who’d wanted to challenge for the right to form their own packs were mingling openly. They were showing off their current bed partners with affectionate pecks on the cheek or arms around each other, and no one seemed to mind in the least. As Urban left the main gathering place he saw the alpha of the
Torsten
pack,
who
nodded at him and gave him the thumbs-up. Urban returned the gesture and headed home. Tonight was his last night with Nadia until who knew when. He got in his car and headed to her place.

It was over. With the exception of the murders, the packs had behaved themselves. As he pulled into her driveway, he felt immense pride in his werewolf brethren and sisters.
Draven
could be proud of the way they’d acted and behaved. Nadia stood at the door wearing only his T-shirt and a pair of worn jeans that hugged her hips. “Couldn’t come to the door in nothing, would’ve given the delivery teen far too much to ogle. Get in here. I ordered Chinese, and I’m starving.”

He grinned and followed her inside. She turned to look at him as he shut and locked the door.
“Oh, and no sex tonight, okay?
Don’t want to break me before I head off to Paris.”

Urban opened his mouth to protest but then shut it again. “Just so you know, when we meet again, you’ll pay for that. I’ll have to send you dirty texts and e-mails. No photos, though; you haven’t earned them.”

Nadia shrugged. “It means I can send you dirty photos. Are you going to ask about the vacation?”

Urban’s
stomach tightened at the thought of getting more alone time with her.
“Will have to wait until I get to Virginia.
I need to make sure I’m not needed. You send me the e-mail where and I’ll show up, no warning.”

“I hate surprises, but I’ll be waiting for you.” She peeled off her shirt and undid the fly on her jeans before shoving them down and walking to the dining room table in only her panties.

Urban growled. He undressed, shredding his clothes as he went, until he was naked.
“Fuck dinner; dessert first.”

He rushed up to her, tore her panties off her body, and picked her up. Urban lifted her up and pressed her against the wall; she wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his ass. With one thrust of his hips, he sunk into her pussy. She was already wet and ready for him. Nadia moved with him; she tilted her hips upward and met his thrusts. She reached between them and stroked her clit. Her fingers brushed the base of his cock with each push of his hips, teasing them both. “My mate, my woman,” he stated before he partially shifted. His jaws elongated and his teeth sharpened. Without hesitation, he lowered his head and bit into her unmarked other shoulder. She came with a wild cry, her body stiffening as he drove into her over and over again. Her vaginal walls fluttered and clamped down on his cock. He tunneled into her once, twice, three more times before he met his own release. Urban released her shoulder and lapped at the wounds.

Nadia placed her head on his shoulder and sighed. Her stomach rumbled. He chuckled and said, “You shower and I’ll set the table, then you can eat.”

The rest of their evening was a quiet affair with only dinner and a little television before they curled up in bed. Urban took her to the airport with Poppy in tow. Before she boarded the plane, he made her promise to call him once she landed.

“Okay.” She initiated a soft, passionate kiss. “Talk to you soon, and I’ll tell you what happens with
Milly
.” She turned and led Poppy onto the plane.

With all the progress they’d made, he hoped distance wouldn’t put her walls back up.

Nadia stood before
Zerik
with butterflies in her stomach.
Milly
stood next to her dressed in black skinny jeans, a tight black top with a skull on it, and dark makeup. Her hair was mussed as if she’d just rolled out of bed. Nadia had no problem with the way her sister looked, but
Zerik
might feel she needed to at least look professional.
Zerik
sat behind his massive, ornate desk with gold and silver engravings that featured various species of cats sitting along tree branches. The large emblem of the Feline Quorum, a large cat with its tail spelling out the F and Q made up of twisted gold, silver, and brass sat on the wall behind him. She hadn’t seen that before.
It must have just been put up
, she reasoned.

As soon as they’d arrived she’d taken Poppy straight to
Zerik’s
men, who’d led her to a luxurious penthouse. Nadia didn’t say a word, but she couldn’t help but think that murder apparently paid if you had drug info. She gave herself a mental shake and tried to dislodge the bitterness. According to
Zerik
, after Poppy gave up all her secrets concerning the feline community, she was going to be able to go anywhere in the world. Part of her deal with both
Zerik
and
Torger
was to give up half of the feline rehab centers for
Zerik
to run and the other half would be turned into rehab centers in places for werewolves that had drug issues, and they would be run by a select community within the packs. She was allowed to keep half of the money she’d get from Michael’s death, and the rest would go to the packs and families who’d lost a loved one to her.

Torger
had found Zelda
Wickerman’s
body at the bottom of a canyon with the brakes of her car completely destroyed. Miriam Bolt had been arrested for tampering with her brakes. The
Wickerman
/Bolt pack was in an upheaval.
Torger
promised to take care of it. The packs were trying to reform themselves to the new order that Poppy had brought about. The felines only cared about the information she had on
Katnip
. Nadia breathed in and let it out through her nose.
Zerik
looked both of them over.

“Good job, Nadia, as usual. Thank you for taking care of things so quickly and with no deaths from our side. You can use my house on Parrot Cay for your vacation, and your usual payment has already been deposited into your bank account.” He paused to take a sip of coffee. “I’m sure you’re concerned with the deal we’ve made with Poppy Harper. I get it. But once we get the network pulled down, she will be punished. The werewolves want to deal with her themselves.
Misha’s
services won’t be needed. She will be exiled, but I doubt she’ll survive without the pack for long. She has no connections to speak of. As for your sister, I’m willing to take her on in training mode and we’ll see how long she lasts there. She will remain in Paris and we’ll get her a job; I’ll personally pay for her culinary education to continue if she works hard and maintains her grades as well as keeps her job.” He gave
Milly
a hard look.

Milly
didn’t flinch. “I can take whatever you dish out.” She tried to toss out the words as casually as she could despite how hard her heart was racing.

Zerik
smiled and said, “Famous last words, but we’ll see. Nadia, you’re dismissed.
Milly
, we must get your paperwork in order. You’ll see her for dinner. Now go.”

Zerik
shooed her off. Nadia gave
Milly
a squeeze on the arm. Her reward was a small smile and nod. Relieved her sister would be taken care of and she’d have a secure financial future, Nadia felt this new beginning with her sibling to be hopeful. She went back to the hotel and called Urban with the good news. She hoped he’d be able to join her on the island.

* * * *

Urban dropped his overnight bag and gazed at the naked form of Nadia. Her skin glistened in the late afternoon sun. They were alone.
No one around on this section of the island.
He’d made sure to ask about that. When he’d returned to Virginia, he’d been told that they still didn’t have any use for him. Instead, they suggested he take another week off while they gathered
intel
on his upcoming mission. Urban didn’t argue. Another week with Nadia was all he could’ve asked for. He’d left a number where he could be reached, as well as an address to be fetched from if they needed him quickly. All of that flew out of his mind at the sight of a naked Nadia sunbathing like a typical cat in the nude.
“Looks like she needs a
sunblock
check.”

With a grin he strode toward her spot, undressing as he went. Once he was naked, he dropped down to his knees and spread her legs apart. “Beautiful,” he murmured as he lowered himself over her body and kissed her lips. She groaned and ran her hands over his newly shorn hair. Rather than complain, she arched her back and returned his kiss, opening her mouth to allow his tongue entrance. He transferred his affections from her mouth to nibble on her jaw.

She gasped. “Urban.”

“I’m here, baby, I’m right here.” He kissed his way down her throat, nipping and sucking on the skin as he went. Once he got to her breasts, he couldn’t resist flicking and teasing the tightened buds. He took one into his mouth, sucking and tugging on the thickened tip until she couldn’t take it anymore. He blew on the peak before he transferred his mouth to the other nipple. Urban showed it the same attention as the other one. She arched and wriggled underneath him as he kissed his way down to her mouth, pausing to swirl his tongue around in her belly button. She hooked a leg over his back and pressed him down to her body. He inhaled the musky scent of her pussy. Urban held her hips down and groaned at the sight of her slickened labia with her clit peeking out between the thickened lips.

With his thumbs he parted her labia and traced each side, dipping his tongue into her entrance before lapping his way back up to flick and
circle
her clit. He took the throbbing bundle of nerves into his mouth, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Her salty, sweet cream coated his chin. He ate at her slowly, devouring her until she rocked her hips against his mouth. Nadia’s moans and groans were music to his ears. He lifted up his hips and stroked his cock as he ate at her hot, throbbing flesh. Urban felt the desire to come rise up. He shoved it back, not wanting to orgasm without being inside of her. He gave her pussy one last lick and got up to his knees. He settled on his heels and pulled her hips up until he could place his cock at her vaginal entrance. With one thrust, he slid into her and withdrew. Urban slammed into her and pulled back.
In and out, rocking his hips, rotating his cock to rub her G-spot.
He pulled her up to sitting position and took her lips in a branding, possessive kiss. She planted her feet and rose up and down on his shaft, fucking him. Nadia squeezed her vaginal walls around his cock. He groaned and fucked her harder, slamming into her harder and faster. Urban reached down and stroked her clit.

“Come for me, honey.” He pinched her clitoris and released it.

“Urban.” His name was a prayer on her lips as she came; her body stilled as he felt her muscles twitch.

With a few more pushes, he followed her. Panting, he fell to his side with his arms wrapped around her.

“Aw, Spots, I love you.” Urban dropped a kiss on her nose.

“Don’t call me Spots,
Wolfie
, and I love you too.” Nadia kissed him on the lips and sighed. Life was starting to really look good.

* * * *

Zerik
looked
Milly
over. Now it was her turn to get butterflies in her stomach.

“You’re sure she doesn’t suspect that your time in rehab was to investigate the
Katnip
problem?” he asked.

Milly
nodded. “Yes, although I hated lying to her.”

Zerik
shrugged and said, “It couldn’t have been helped. I didn’t want her hovering over your first mission. Now that that’s wrapped up, I have another mission for you.” He slid a file folder across the desktop at her.

She picked it up and flipped it open. It featured a picture of a man she didn’t recognize. “Who is this?”

“Branson
Torsten
, he’s head of the
Torsten
pack in
Draven’s
Crossing. He’s considering making an alliance with me to help bridge werewolf/feline relations. He’ll represent
Torger
. All you have to do is make contact with him, pick up the contracts, and bring them back here to me. I’ll give you a week. Don’t worry about Nadia, I’m sending her to Australia during your stay there. All your expenses will be paid for by me.” He slid a packet toward her.

She opened it and took out the contents: a platinum American Express card with her name on it, her passport, plane tickets, and a printout of her check-in information at the Ritz
Draven’s
Crossing luxury suite.

“After you’re done, you can tell your sister, join her in Sydney. But for now, keep her in the dark. Also, that task you asked me about, I’ve taken care of it.”
Zerik
gave her a cold smile.

Milly
left the office suite a little lighter but also a little determined to get this done as quickly as possible. When Nadia had called and suggested a trip to Paris, she’d jumped at the chance. They hadn’t spent a lot of time together. Two days weren’t enough to really get through what they’d wanted to say to each other, but at least it was a start between them. At least Nadia had found love; that had always been something she’d wanted for her sister. It left her free to finally try her hand at being happy. She looked at the picture of the
Torsten
pack again; maybe he’d give her some temporary fun before she found her mate. For now, she’d enjoy her trip to
Draven’s
Crossing. She’d always heard that werewolves were crazy in bed.
Milly
wanted to see if that was true.
Branson
Torsten
, you’re going to be mine.