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Chapter 26

Reese narrative;

We knocked both of the attacker's unconscious, dragging them behind a dumpster and covered them in some trash – we couldn't afford to dispose of two bodies in the city, so for today – they were left alive. We hastily made our exit retreating two blocks down the road into a business waste alley. "Are you aright?" I asked looking back out onto the road to make sure we hadn't caused undue attention from any passers by. Rachel was double bent catching her breath; she had pulled her coat off and was fanning her face with her hand.

"Are you kidding?" She gasped. "This is the most fun I've had in ages!" She trilled a laugh, despite the danger we'd just run away from.

I smelt a faint metallic tang to her on the breeze as I stepped closer. "You're hurt."

"I'm fine." She smiled half-heartedly touching the crown of her head and examined the spot of blood on her fingertips.

"Let me see…" I ordered snatching her hand as she quirked an eyebrow. "Don't give me that look." I stated trying not to break into a smile.

She continued doing it and went to walk away, letting her hand slide from my grip - a smile playing the corner of her lips as she shrouded herself deeper in the shadows, and simply disappeared.

"Rachel… The cars this way." I sighed scuffing my feet. It had been a minute or so since I'd heard her footsteps retreating. What with a mutt roaming the city at the moment the last thing we need is for the dog having a perfect opportunity to make another pass as her. I couldn't help my stomach twist at the thought.

"Rach – c'mon." I fairly growled now, growing impatient. My ears pricked at a glass bottle rolling across the alley, the sound as loud as a car horn. Oh god. "Rachel?" Trying to keep the panic out from my voice I gave it another couple of seconds before I set off in search of her in the dark.

As I waited for my night vision to kick in I could just make out some garbage dumpsters to the side, denser shadows at the far end concealed a mesh wire gate.

I continued down the alley, flaring my nostrils into the wind, catching Rachel's scent. After the excitement and trepidation of the scuffle we'd just had, the smell of her pheromones at the moment was sending my wolf-side into override. I shook my head to clear my thoughts – it was getting to the point where it was hard to control myself. Focus Reese. This isn't the time to get distracted.

Out of nowhere Rachel's scent filled all of my senses as I felt myself pushed up against a low wall, protecting a cellar entrance. I realised she had her arms around my neck, as she pressed her lips to mine; and just like an idiot my brain freezes and I stand here doing nothing!

Confusion made my brain slow before I realised what was going on and pulled back. I could feel her chest heaving as her breasts were squashed against my chest. "What are you doing?" I barely whispered, realising I had my hands resting on her waist and hastily pulled them back.

"I got sick of waiting for you to make the first move." She replied breathlessly, I didn't need to see in the dark to hear the smile in her voice. "Besides," She pressed herself against my hardened groin as I couldn't help but grunt in surprise, my eyes rolling. "It doesn't seem to me that you object to the idea." She whispered seductively moving her lips to my ear.

"I-I-I…" I stuttered. She shushed me and kissed me again. What are you doing man? You've been waiting for this since the first time you met her!

I tried to resist for as long as I could. She's your best mate, this could ruin everything. You're only attracted to her because she's Werewolf. I argued, but my logic only lasted a minute before the wolf in me took over. Ahh, to hell with it! I broke down to her then, roughly pulling her to me tangling my hands in her hair, moving down her neck, her chest, her back, her stomach; searching her body. Taking it all in, the feel of her, her smell, her taste-

"I think…" Rachel gasped breaking contact with my skin. She cleared her throat. "We should head back home."

I paused from kissing her neck to shake my head, my hands rested on her waist, fingers gripping her probably a little too tightly. "No time – too far. Hotel?" I managed to gasp, running my fingers up her thighs to pull her thong away from her skin, snapping the delicate fabric, and grabbing her buttocks for emphasis as she stifled a squeal.

She giggled into my ear, setting my heightened hormones off again as she nibbled at the lobe. "I've got a better idea." She whispered pushing me away from her and with that ran away to the mouth of the alley. I growled after her in frustration as I picked her coat up from the ground as she hailed a cab.

She gave the driver some directions as she rested her hand on my thigh. I could see out the corner of my eye she was trying not to smile as no doubt she could feel the material straining under her touch.

Rachel narrative;

"What are we doing here?" Reese asked looking up at the apartment building in front of us.

"I found the keys to Nick's crash pad in my purse." I grinned at him.

"Oh really?" He chuckled. "You found them did you?" He asked snaking his arms around my waist to lower his lips to mine.

"Maybe… finding them is stretching the truth a little." He tightened his grip as I felt my knee's wobble. With an abrupt kiss I pulled away from him and took his hand leading him into the building.

I couldn't help but keep sneaking glances at Reese as we jumped into the elevator. This cart is moving far too slowly. I was trying very hard not to laugh as I could see Reese's cheeks looked flush. Mind you I can fairly smell my wetness coming off of myself – god knows what it's doing to him. I looked teasingly down his form, as I playfully chewed on a fingernail - and saw his own excitement was quite apparent. For the time being he was contenting himself by holding my hand, playing with the grip he had on my fingers.

The elevator doors opened into a long hallway, as I fairly skipped down the corridor to the door at the end where Nick's corner apartment was. I opened the door and inhaled on instinct. It smelt of Nick and Antonio, I continued to track as I walked through the kitchen-diner to the bedroom; none of their trails were recent, the bedding clean. We were alone. Excellent.

I locked eyes with Reese from across the room as he slammed the bedroom door shut behind him, and bit into my lip appreciatively as he started to undo the buttons on his shirt, before tossing it onto the nearby chair, kicking off his shoes.

"Very nice." I appraised taking a good look at his body. Athletically toned, broad shouldered, slim waist - not overly muscular, but with the defined shadow of a six pack when he tensed.

"You." He growled pointing at me, as I gave him my best wide eyed doe like expression. "You owe me an article of clothing."

Trying to suppress a smile I felt a rush of excitement tingle through my body. Teasingly I ran my fingers under the hem of my dress, raising it just enough for him to see a glimpse of what lay beneath, before I smoothed it back down and relaxed my stance. Reese fairly whimpered.

"Of course, that's a little bit unfair – you still have your pants, and I'm only wearing this…" I gestured at my dress, pouting, teasing him.

He cupped my face in a bruising grip, lowering his lips to my collar bone. "Off…"

I took a breath, stifling a moan as he nipped the skin. "Nuh-uh." I shook my head, stepping back. "Maybe these…?" I asked playfully, reaching down to take off one of my stiletto shoes.

He moved his lips to my mouth, kissing me roughly. "Leave them on." He ordered tugging at the material over my breasts. "Dress - off – now."

"Shoes? Really?" I asked looking at the black heels and then to his face. He averted eye contact, blushing slightly. I couldn't resist the smile that lifted the corner of my mouth as I playfully pushed him back down to sit on the bed. I walked away from him, turning my back so he could see me unzipping the garment, pushing it down my hips letting it fall from my frame to the floor.