Trent by Kathi S. Barton

mistake, my coming here.”
    “I’m sorry about the other day.” She didn’t
move when he took another step toward her. Trent tightened his grip on the
towel when he felt his cock hardening beneath it. “It was never my intention to
frighten you like I did. I only wanted to touch you. My wolf, he can be a
little aggressive when he sees something that he wants.”
    “You should back up.” He didn’t, but took two
more steps toward her. She moved back, and when her back hit the door behind
her, Trent closed the distance between them. “Don’t touch me, Mr. Calhoun. I’m
not what you think I am. I’m not even sure you didn’t have it right when you
said we’d been set up.”
    “My mate. That’s who you are and no one, not
even my father, could have tricked me into that.” He ran his fingers down her
cheek with his free hand and thought there wasn’t anything softer than her
skin. “My wolf scared you, didn’t he? When he recognized you as our mate, he
scared you. I’m sorry about that.”
    “He did no such thing.” He nearly smiled at
the indignant sound in her voice but didn’t. She licked her lips then, and he
watched in fascination as her moist tongue traced along the very flesh he
wanted to taste. “You’re too close to me. Could you please back away? We can
talk in the other room, but not here.”
    “Why not here?” Trent leaned down to her
mouth and brushed his lips over hers before taking her lower lip into his mouth
and nipping at it. “Is it because this is the bedroom? Or that I’m naked here
in this room with you? Am I scaring you now, Joe? Do you want to run from me
again? If you do, then my wolf is going to take me and I’m going to let him run
you down. He’d like that, to chase his mate and tear your clothing off to taste
you.”
    She was aroused. He could smell it, and his
wolf was as thrilled as he was about it. She moaned slightly when he touched
his fingers to her throat then down over her shoulder. Trent wanted to take her
now, against this wall, only to toss her to the bed and take her there too. But
he also knew that he didn’t want to scare her again. Never again.
    “You need to back away from me now.” Her hand
touched his arm, and he felt her heat. When her fingers curled around his arm,
as if to hold onto him, he leaned in and took another taste of her lips. “This
is going much too fast for me. I know nothing about you.”
    Instead of answering her, even if he could
have, he dropped his towel and let it fall to the floor between them. As he lifted
her up by cupping her ass, her legs wrapped around his hips. Her body molded
against his like she’d been made to fit there, which, in a way, she had been.
    He needed her. Wanted to mark her as his
mate, make love to her until he couldn’t move. But he didn’t want to hurt her,
and possibly scare her into not trusting him. He rocked into her heat, feeling
her need as she rolled her hips toward his. Moving his mouth along her throat
to her pounding pulse, he nipped her there.
    She came then, her body holding his tightly
in her grip as she cried out her release. Pulling her to his body, he made his
way to the bed and laid her over it. His cock was tight with the need to
release. Precum dripped from the tip, and he fisted his cock so he could get a
grip on himself. But when she sat up, her body still clothed, Trent nearly
cried out when she licked his crown and held him in her mouth.
    “I want to see you.” Nodding, she lay back on
the bed and started to unbutton her blouse. “Now, baby. I need you now.”
    Pulling her from the bed, he staggered
slightly when her weight fell against his. Trent loved having her body close to
his, and kissed her again while he reached to the bottom of her blouse and ripped
it from her. Next were her pants. Sliding his hand down into the top of them,
he gripped the material hard, trying not to think about how her ass was right
there for him, and tore them from her as well. When she stood in