Chapter 2

DREW 

I smell her scent as my c**k pulsates hard.

I move back and stare at her, but her eyes stare ahead.

I could sense her arousal. She was excited, but that could be the show between the old man, Wilson, and his mate, Bess. They love to show everyone off, especially when Bess is drunk.

I stared at my mate. I learned what I could. Her scent was the first thing I smelled before she walked in. I have been waiting for my mate for seven years; now she is here. I’m not letting her go.

Scout was pouncing in my head, wanting her as she walked in.

“Mate,” he whined. “Want mate.”

I knew how he felt.

I kept my eyes on the door, and my heart rushed to my mouth when she walked in. It was love at first sight.

Her scent made her appealing. I didn’t care that she was a cat shifter. The only thing we wanted was for her and her cat to accept us.

“We can give her a bone,” Scout says, which makes me frown.

“I don’t think...” I said but stopped myself as I looked back at her and was met with the biggest brown eyes to grace me.

My c**k hardens.

Damn, she was stunning.

Her eyes bore into mine as I drank her up.

“I...” She starts to speak but stutters. “I... um... fuck.” She looks straight ahead. I can’t help the smirk that formed. I made her speechless.

Putting my hand on her knee, I squeezed it.

Our mate looked back at me. “It’s okay, sweetheart,” I said. “We can take it slow.” My mate’s eyes widen.

“You want this?” she said, motioning between us.

I nodded.

“Sure, I do,” I said. “I have waited a long time for you to come into my life and I am not letting you go, not ever.”

I watched as my mate’s eyes grew wider, and she gulped.

She has never been treated right, I thought.

Scout growled.

“We will,” he murmured. “We will make her ours and keep her.”

As much as I was smitten, the damn wolf was smitten too.

I remove my hand from my mate’s knee and move a piece of hair that had fallen before her face. I place it back behind her ear, which I accidentally touched. Tingles shot through my fingertips as I stared at her.

Our mate blushed and turned away.

My hand was placed quickly on her chin, and she turned her head to look at me as I placed it on her chin.

“Don’t do that, sweetheart,” I said. “I want to see those pretty brown eyes.” My mate stared and smiled.

I could hear a slight purr from her, or it must have been her cat.

I smiled and let her chin go but placed my hand in hers.

“Names Drew,” I said. “I own this place and live above it.”

The woman’s eyebrows were raised.

“You own this place and live here,” she says, astonished.

I smiled, nodding.

“What do I call you, sweetheart?” I asked.

“Ebony,” she says.

“Ebony,” I say, trying it out for the first time. f**k, moaning her name would be a blessing. I cleared my throat. “That is a pretty name for a gorgeous woman,” I murmured.

“Smooth,” Scoutsaid.

I ignored him.

Ebony smiled, blushing.

I opened my mouth to speak, but moaning could be heard from Wilson and Bess.

I turned to the side and saw Wilson with Bess sitting on the bar, eating her out. The head of Bess was back, and she was moaning loudly.

I looked over to Henry, who escaped the site, just like my brothers Brock and Toby. They hated this site, and so did I.

I looked back at Ebony, whose eyes widened, and her mouth fell open. She looked like she was catching flies.

Her eyes met mine, and she shook her head.

She leaned toward me, her scent hitting me harder.

While gripping the bar, I knew exactly what I wanted to do, which was probably the same as Wilson and Bess had done before.

“Can you do something about that?” she asked.

I smiled.

“I assume you don’t like the show,” I asked.

Ebony shook her head. “I’m all for p**n and free p**n,” she said as she looked back. “But I would rather watch something staged than that.”

My c**k twitched.

Fuck, this woman would kill me.

Ebony looked back at me and smirked.

“Don’t get any ideas,” she muttered. “I like hard f*****g as the rest of them, but that should be kept between mates and only for mate’s eyes.”

I liked her style on that.

I have had a few one-night stands but never brought them back to my place upstairs. I always stayed in the motel next door. I would leave before they woke as I didn’t want the hassle.

My place upstairs was to be shared with my mate and no one else.

I have lived here all my life and have watched people come and go as they, please. I am what you call a rogue, but I live not too far from my family.

My family is spread out.

My brothers came in here in hopes of finding their mates, but that was never the case. They were leaving tonight to go and search for their mates. Our parents stayed for a while and even lived close by, but once we were older, they left, only returning at Christmas and New Year’s.

“Drew,” called Ebony, pulling me back from my thoughts.

“Sorry,” I said as I looked back at her, but Bess’s moans got louder.

Fuck, not what I need right now.

“Let’s go upstairs,” I said to Ebony as I stood up, pushing the stool away from me. Ebony looked at me, startled, but her eyes returned to Wilson and Bess.

I leaned toward her, placing my mouth close to her ear. “I can’t stop them just yet,” I murmured. “Bess needs to come. I will have Henry chuck them out while we get to know each other.”

I pulled back, and Ebony’s eyes met mine.

She nodded and smiled.

Ebony slid off the stool and grabbed her purse as Bess started to pant hard.

I motioned toward the door to her side, and Ebony walked toward her. Then I noticed Henry staring at Bess at the bar. His eyes were glued to them.

I knew what was going to happen even before it did.

This always happens. Wilson and Bess get hot and heavy, making everyone gag or leave. Henry is the one to close up, but he never does until he joins them.

I have often caught them at it, Bess riding Wilson’s c**k, while Henry was behind her, his c**k buried deep in her ass.

Henry looked toward me. His face changed.

“Don’t let them continue,” I whispered.

Henry nodded.

I frown.

“I mean it,” I said again. “Threw them out. Lock up; I am upstairs.”

I pointed to the roof to indicate where I was heading.

Henry looked at me, giving me a knowing look. He didn’t mouth anything back. I turned and walked away.

I didn’t want to hear or see anymore.

I walked through the door and straight into Ebony, who turned around and hit my chest. She groaned as she looked up.

“You are hard,” she muttered.

I raised my eyebrows and smirked.

“Oh, sweetheart,” I said as I touched her waist, pulling her closer. “You have no idea how hard I am.” Ebony’s face was like a picture.

She gulped.

I leaned toward her. “Just up those stairs behind you,” I said as my breath fanned her face. Ebony stared but turned to me.

I kept my hands on her waist as Ebony guided me home.