CupidRocks (2 page)

“So what’s with the camera, angel? Fan or reporter?”

Mandy looked down at her fingers clenched around her camera
strap. If she told him who she was, he’d back off so fast she’d see skid marks
on the floor. Just this once she wanted to pretend she was someone else. Just
tonight. She leaned forward, pressing her lips against his ear.

“I’m more than a fan. I’m a groupie. Can’t you tell?”

He shuddered, turning his head he met her gaze. The fire
glowing in his eyes set her boiling. Yes. She had to have him. Now.

“A groupie? For just
any
rock musician?”

“No, Joe. I want
you
.”

“Fuck, yeah,” he growled, standing so abruptly his chair
toppled over. No one nearby noticed as he dragged her to her feet. “Where?”

Mandy looked over toward the hallway leading to Zach’s
office. They had a clear path. She pulled him after her and they ducked into
the shadowy space. He pressed her to the wall and took her mouth in a deep
kiss. Their mouths meshed together. Joe pulled back to nip at her lips, then
ran his tongue along the inside edge of her lower lip. She caught his long dark
hair in her fingers, holding his mouth to hers.

Fire. Heat. She’d never felt anything like this in her
entire life. She moaned as his mouth slid to nuzzle her neck. Mandy wrapped her
free arm around him, clutching his leather jacket. She lifted her right leg
along his hip. He stepped into the opening she’d created, thrusting his hips
against hers.

She shivered as his rough fingers slid under her skirt to
cup her ass. He pulled her more firmly against his hard cock then reached up to
her peasant top, untying the drawstring to bare her bra-covered breast. His hot
breath teased her neck and then his warm tongue licked along the curves of her
neck and breasts.

“Hey. Anyone seen Joe?” Mandy and Joe froze as she heard
Eddie’s voice. He was close.
Too
close. She looked in the direction of
the entrance to the hallway. She didn’t see him, but he was right there. She
knew it. Mandy closed her eyes, fighting to keep her panting excitement from
giving them away.

“I think I saw him with a hot chick earlier. I didn’t get a
good look at her though. Just noticed she was his type,” Tom responded with a
laugh.

Joe groaned in her ear and kissed her cheek. She turned to
look up at him. He was still on fire—she could see it—but there was a definite
question in his dark eyes. Stop or go?

She lowered her leg and he sighed, then she smiled and
grabbed his hand. “This way,” she whispered.

Mandy knew there was an empty unlocked office back here and
she wanted this wolf and she wanted him now. He chuckled as they moved into the
darkness. She found the door on the right and turned the knob. Hearing the
click, she pushed, wincing at the creak when the door stuck. He pushed her
through and they shut and locked the door behind them. Mandy flipped the light
switch, blinking a bit to adjust to the table lamps that came on. She’d been
expecting an overhead.

Joe pulled her over to the empty desk and she climbed up
onto it. He stroked her cheek. “You’re sure?”

“Yes. I don’t want to stop. Not now.”

He grinned and tugged her top from her skirt. Mandy pulled
it over her head and threw it into the desk chair while she spread her legs to
invite him close. Straightening, she thrust out her breasts, feeling pride in
her abundance when Joe licked his lips as he stared at her boobs.

“Damn, you’re hot, angel.”

“So are you. Take me, Joe.”

He ran his fingers up her thighs slowly…teasingly…pushing
her skirt out of the way. Joe tickled the silk of her panties while he leaned
near to press hot kisses to the rise of her breast.

“You’re so wet,” he growled, stroking his fingers back and
forth over her mound.

She quivered, pulling him close as they kissed and running
her fingers through his soft hair. So soft, she didn’t think she’d ever get
tired of stroking it. Joe caught the elastic of her panties and she lifted her
ass so he could tug them off. She chuckled when he tucked her panties in his
left pocket before returning his hands to her wet core. She arched into his
kiss, sighing.

He spread her swollen pussy lips with one hand while he
eased her lace bra cup below her tight nipples with the other. Everything
throbbed. Her clit. Her nips. She had to have him.

“Shit, yeah,” he murmured, flicking the nipple with his
tongue and she shuddered, thrusting her hips toward his teasing finger as he
explored her folds. She gasped when he eased a finger up her slit. “You’re
fucking tight, angel. When I get my cock in you are you gonna clamp on me like
that?”

“Yessss…” Mandy hissed as she bucked against his hand.

He was driving her crazy as he fucked her pussy with first
one finger, then two…then finally three. She opened her eyes to see him
watching her response. He knelt in front of her and spread her lower lips
apart. Mandy widened her legs so he could do more. Do anything. She was so
close to coming. On fire for him.

“Play with your tits, angel. Show me what you like.”

Mandy moaned, but did as he asked, baring her breasts so he
could see both from where he knelt between her spread thighs. She cupped the
fullness. Squeezing the flesh while he continued to fuck her pussy with his
fingers. Her hoarse pants sounded loud in the room, but she couldn’t have
stopped them even if she’d wanted to.

“Show me,” he whispered.

Mandy pinched her nipples, tugging on them. It felt so good
and the hunger in his eyes while she played with herself increased her
pleasure. She wanted more from him. More caresses because she needed to come.
Their gazes met just as his tongue connected with her clit. She cried out,
falling onto her back on the desk. Joe used the firm tip of his tongue against
her most sensitive spot and she jerked helplessly, riding out the most intense
orgasm of her life.

Before she could begin to ease down from the high he’d just
given her, he rose and thrust his long, thick cock into her quivering pussy. At
first, just the head. In and out. Then he deepened his thrusts. Mandy caught
him in the cradle of her hips by wrapping her strong legs around him. Joe
wouldn’t be able to escape until he came and she came again—this time with him
buried to the hilt inside her.

Mandy stared into Joe’s eyes as he finally settled deep
inside her. He stopped. Waiting. She reached for him and he bent over her,
easing just a little deeper. She tilted her hips to take all of him. She rocked
against him, but he caught her hips to still her.

“No, angel. Just savor it. Enjoy the way we fit together.”
He kissed her neck while he cupped her tits, his thumbs stroking across her
taut nipples. Back and forth.

His mouth ran along her jaw before he possessed her again.
Their tongues twisted together, rolling and thrusting. She nipped his upper lip
before licking it. His leather jacket teased the tender points of flesh and she
tightened her thighs around him to pull him closer.

“Joe, fuck me,” she moaned, moving her hips again to signal
her need.

“How do you want it?”

“Hard. Fast. Take me over the top before you have to get
back on stage. Please.”

He groaned and took her the way she asked. He stabbed deep,
jerked out, and then drove into her again. Mandy lifted her pelvis, opening to
take him. She clawed at his jacket, trying to find flesh as he plunged in and
out. She ripped his shirt open to the waist, buttons flying as she fought her
way in.

She whimpered as she bared his muscled chest. She licked the
sweat from his skin before teasing his nipples with her tongue and teeth. His fingers
tangled in her hair as he held her mouth against him while he pounded into her.
God, this was so good. She never wanted him to stop.

Mandy lifted her head and memorized the lines around his
mouth in his gorgeous face then she trailed fingers along his sharp cheekbones
shadowed with dark stubble. Shuddering…so close to release she couldn’t stand
it. Emotion filled her. She wanted to cry with need—but this wasn’t just sex.
It was so much more.

Joe grasped her ass cheeks, kneading them while he rode her.
He’d fucked so many females in his life, but it had never been this good
before. He rolled his hips against her with every thrust, groaning when she
matched him. He stared into her moist eyes as they strove for climax together.
He could barely catch his breath. She strained toward him, clutching him close
as he took her mouth with his over and over—memorizing the flavor of her.

Her pussy clasped his driving cock. Welcoming him as he
thrust inside and clinging as he withdrew. He growled, hammering hard, fast,
and deep as he felt his body gather to come. He wanted to spend so deep inside
her she never forgot their first time together. The first of many if he had his
way.

“C’mon, angel. Let go. Come for me.”

Her eyes were dazed, but she wasn’t quite there. Not yet. He
lowered his head and sucked her nip into his mouth. She shrieked, her nails
digging into his side as her head fell back. Then she thrust onto him and came.
He felt it start deep inside her, tugging on the tip of his cock then working
outward until she was shaking all over.

“Joe. Oh God…Joe. Yes…”

He fought to keep his eyes open to watch her flower, but
when she clamped down hard on him as her body shook with release, he lost it.
His balls tightened painfully and his gut clenched before he gave her his
cream. He moaned, gasping harshly and fighting a sob as he shot his cum into
her tight pussy. He wanted to mark her. Claim her for his own so no other male
dared look at her again.

Joe clutched his angel tight as they drew out their
pleasure. Finally he held her close, working to stay on his feet. This was an
utterly perfect moment in time. No orgasm had ever been so hot. He lifted his
head to look down into her face. He brushed her soft blonde hair off her
perfect fair skin reverently. Wishes usually didn’t come true this fast for
him. In fact his wishes rarely came true at all. But Angel was his True
Mate—and he didn’t even know her name.

Chapter Two

Mandy slowly opened her eyes to find Joe smiling at her. She
swallowed hard to keep from bursting into tears. This was it. He was it.
The
one
. Why hadn’t she waited for him? She had to tell him about the lie. Had
to…

“You look so serious, angel. What is it?”

He smiled down at her, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
She clutched at him frantically, burying her face against his shoulder.
Speak,
Mandy. Tell him.
She took a deep breath and lifted her head, forcing
herself to meet his gaze.

“I—” She was interrupted by a banging on the door.
Shit!

“Joe, I know you’re in there. C’mon, man. Time for the next
set.”

Joe turned his head as Mandy hid her face again, as Tom
rattled the locked door. Joe kissed her forehead.

“I’ll be right there,” he called.

“Jeez, dude. Don’t spend it all so early. It’s only eleven
thirty and we play until after one.”

Joe laughed as they heard Tom walk away. “Sorry about that,
angel, but I’ve got to get back to business.”

She moaned as he eased out of her and stared at his cock,
drawn to him. Mandy wanted to taste him. Almost mesmerized, she leaned forward
to take his cock in her hand.

“Angel, I’m only human…or wolf…and I have to go.”

“Just one minute,” she whispered.

Easing off the desk, she knelt in front of him to take him
in her mouth. She licked his cock clean of their combined juices, smacking her
lips at how good he tasted. The best kind of savory, salty snack.

“Oh fuck. Baby…pleeease. I’m gonna get hard again.”

Reluctantly, Mandy released him from her mouth and took a
deep breath to memorize his scent. He was like candy. Like chocolate. One taste
was never enough. She wanted more. He stepped away from her and tucked his cock
into his pants, zipping up, then pulled her to her feet and kissed her. Deep
and intimate. When they parted, he licked his lips.

“We taste good together, angel.”

“Yeah, Joey, we do.”

“Nobody calls me Joey, but it sounds good from you.”

She chuckled, groaning when someone pounded on the door
again.

“Joe, let her go. We need you on stage. Now!”

He looked her up and down. “I wish I could stay to help you
dress, but I’ve got to go.”

“I know. Go. I’ll get myself sorted out.”

He kissed her hard and fast before dragging himself away. He
ran over and eased out the door. He winked then closed it carefully behind him.

“Oh shit!” Mandy groaned and banged on the desktop. She
didn’t tell him. Anything. She didn’t tell him who she was. She didn’t tell him
about the lie. She didn’t tell him she wanted to spend tonight with him and
every night from now on.

She was so screwed.

Joe whistled his way to the stage, pushing his hands in to
his pockets. His angel’s panties still resided in his left pocket. He glanced
back down the hallway. When she emerged from their hiding place, she’d be naked
under her skirt. Hot damn.

Joe joined the band backstage and Tom slugged his shoulder,
throwing a taunting glance at his True Mate, Sharon.

“Why is it the young ones get lucky with the groupies
between sets?”

“You wouldn’t know what to do with a groupie anymore, old
man. You’re lucky if you manage to get hard for me.”

“Hell! I give you a ride whenever you want one!”

Tom grabbed her, thrusting his crotch at her. Sharon grabbed
his ass and planted a kiss of promise on his lips. Joe grinned at the horsing
around. All was right with the world tonight. Maybe at the end of the night
he’d introduce the band to…fuck, what was her name? How did he leave her
without getting her damn name? What kind of fucking idiot was he? Shit.

Carly cleared her throat and rolled her eyes at Sharon and
Tom’s antics. “Joe, you haven’t met our daughter yet but we’d like to surprise
her at the end of the second set. Here’s what we want to do…”

* * * * *

Mandy slunk back to her seat just as the house lights went
down and the band returned to the stage. She pulled her skirt down and pressed
it against her legs. It felt so bizarre to sit here bare under her skirt. She
shifted on the chair, fighting the blush in her cheeks. Finally, she forced
herself to look up at the band members. Joe rubbed the pocket of his jacket and
winked. He looked happy and carefree as he started playing the first song of
the second set.

As the music continued, she relaxed and returned to her
camera work. She loved listening to the band play and she always had. They had
a good mix of covers and original songs so that it was never a hardship to
attend a concert. Whenever her parents came to town, they asked her to do band
portraits and take concert shots for their web site.

She couldn’t stop watching Joe, distracted by how he moved.
The timbre of his voice. He was incredible. For the first time in years, she
could actually imagine climbing on stage just so she could sing with him.
Duets. Solos. Whatever. With him at her side, she was sure the crippling stage
fright would ease. Her throat would open and she’d be able to let her voice
fill the place. Mandy shook her head slightly and forced herself to get back to
work, even though Joe continued to tease her during each and every song.

Thank God her parents and the Whitewolfs were oblivious to
the flirtation. None of them seemed to even notice Joe seducing her from the
stage. She licked her lips as he threw himself into a guitar solo. He was so
amazing that she wanted him…again.

Why hadn’t she told him the truth while she had the chance?
She had to get to him the minute the set was over. If she didn’t explain to him
and he found out from her parents…oh there would be hell to pay. Hell for both
of them.

As the set headed for the conclusion, Zach joined her at her
table. Joe frowned, his eyes narrowing. Zach grinned and lifted a glass to Joe.
Damn, this could turn ugly quick. She liked both of these guys for different reasons,
but she knew Joe was special. God, why hadn’t she told him the truth? What had
she done?

“Okay, this is our last song of the second set and we wanted
to dedicate it to someone special.” Mandy had a really bad feeling about this.
“Our daughter Mandy is in the audience tonight. She has a new mate and we
wanted to sing this for them so they can dance. Come on, you two!”

Mandy wanted to throw up as a spotlight hit her and Zach.
Her eyes flew to Joe and he looked as sick as she did. He hadn’t known. He knew
they were doing this but he hadn’t known who Mandy was until just now. Oh God.
She fought the desire to burst into tears. She shook her head.

“Sweetie. I know you’re shy, but we want you to celebrate.
Everyone give Mandy and Zach a round of applause.”

Mandy looked at Zach. His face was white as a sheet and he
appeared to be in serious danger of fainting as the clapping and cheering
erupted around them. Could this get any worse? No, she couldn’t do this. She
wouldn’t. She looked back at Joe, and the sick look was gone. In its place was
a painful combination of rage, betrayal and disgust.

People grabbed her and pushed her at Zach then the music
started. She asked how it could get worse. She quickly found out as Joe played
the opening bars of
Wonderful Tonight
. Talk about ruining one of her
favorite songs.

Zach clutched her, forcing a strained smile to his face.
Mandy couldn’t do anything but stare at Joe, wincing as he stepped up to the
mike. His voice quavered on the first words. He cleared his throat and
continued on. He stared at his guitar as he sang. She blinked away tears. This
wasn’t supposed to happen. It wasn’t fair.

Throughout the rest of the song, he wouldn’t look at her.
Carly and Eddie beamed happily, like this had been a great idea. The song seemed
to last forever, the spotlight glaring on her and Zach as they fought to
pretend their way through the song. When Joe sang the last words and played the
last notes, Mandy wiped away tears. Friends dragged Zach from her side as she
watched Joe set down his guitar abruptly. He jumped down from the stage and
came straight for her. His mouth was stern and his eyes were cold. He held her
gaze for a timeless minute then pushed fabric into her hands.

“These are yours. I don’t want them,” he growled.

He turned and headed for the side doors. She looked down at
her hand and realized he’d given her back her panties. No. This was not
happening. She chased him, catching his arm.

“Joe…let me explain. Please—”

“What’s to explain? You cheated on your mate, Mandy.
Cheated
.
I don’t tolerate lying, cheating females anywhere near me. Go back to your
mate. Maybe he’ll forgive you, but I can’t.”

“It’s not like that. It’s
not
.”

“That’s what they all say.”

“Mandy, sweetie. Did you like the surprise? Wasn’t Joe
great?” Carly clutched his arm, completely missing the tension between her and
Joe. Her mother had never been too socially perceptive.

Mandy looked up at Joe. “Yeah, he was,” she murmured.

He shook his head and tore himself away from Carly. “I gotta
go outside for a bit. I’ll be back.”

Mandy watched him walk away. Carly embraced her and planted
a motherly kiss on her cheek. “Zach is such a gorgeous hunk. You’ll make
beautiful pups together.”

When he heard Carly’s words, Joe tensed like he’d taken a
knife between the shoulder blades and came to a stuttering stop. He
straightened then he kept walking.
Away
from her. Mandy burst into tears
and ran for the kitchen. Anywhere that was away from everyone.

Mandy huddled into a corner of the kitchen. She was
pathetic. Here she was crying her eyes out over some wolf she just met. What
was the matter with her? She wiped tears off her face. He
couldn’t
be
the one. Not if he could believe she’d cheat on someone.

“Mands? Hon, are you okay?”

“No. I’m not.” Mandy looked up at Zach.

“It’s not so bad. We’ll be able to pretend to break up as
soon as they leave.”

She moaned and buried her face in her hands. He took her in
his arms, kissing her forehead as a big brother would. She burst into tears
again, not sure why her heart felt as if it had been ripped from her chest. Why
hadn’t she told Joe the truth as soon as they made love? As soon as she was
sure she had to have him.

“What’s wrong?”

“He thinks I cheated on you.”

Zach shook his head, his brows furrowed. “He who?”

“Joe.”

Zach blinked. “Joe?” He started to grin at her. “Mandy, is
that where you went? You and Joe?” He laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“You never sleep with anyone on a first date. I started to
wonder if you were a prude or something. Now you tell me you banged Joe?” He
cocked his head. “Where did you do it?”

“In the empty office.”

“I love it. This is great. It means we can tell your parents
we aren’t a couple.”

“Don’t you get it? Joe thinks we are. He thinks I lied to
him.”

“You did.”

She slugged his shoulder. “He thinks I
cheated on you
,
asshole.”

Zach frowned. “Oh shit. That’s bad.”

“Ya think, Einstein?”

“Very funny. You have to tell him the truth.”

“He gave me back my panties.” She rubbed her nose, scrubbing
at her eyes.

“He did what?”

“After we… He still had my panties. When Carly announced
things, Joe went green. At the end of the set, he climbed down from the stage
and gave me back my panties.” She rubbed her eyes as more tears fell. Damn it.

“Oh…I get it.” Zach nodded. “Dude was really pissed, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, you’ve just got to try to explain again. If it’s this
fast… Well, he’s probably your True Mate.”

“He can’t be. If he was, he wouldn’t think I could cheat.
He’d know better.”

“Love isn’t logical and we wolves are possessive bastards,
Mands. He hates thinking you and I are lovers.”

“We aren’t.”

“But we have been.”

“That wasn’t being lovers. We’ve been fuck buddies. Well,
heat
buddies.”

“But he doesn’t know that. You’ve got to tell him. Now.”

She sighed. “He went outside.”

“Go find him.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

“But you might want to fix your face first.”

“Why?”

“Your makeup is all smeared.”

“Crap.”

* * * * *

Joe leaned against the side of the building, watching his
breath form clouds in the chilly air. He wanted to pound on something. He
wanted to shout and swear and stomp around like a little kid in the midst of a
tantrum. Instead, he leaned against the cold brick wall and stared at the
stars.

What the hell was wrong with him? Why did he always pick
women or wolf bitches who cheated on him? True, Mandy didn’t cheat on
him
.
This time. But if she could cheat on Zach she could cheat on him someday and it
would kill him. He knew it would be because she was special. He wasn’t about to
take that chance—it would be better to walk away now. Heart whole. Except his
heart wasn’t whole. It was shredded like a piece of bloody meat in his chest.

You’d think he would have learned his lesson with Valerie.
He’d given her five years of his life. Five faithful years—which was
not
easy when you were on the road in a rock band. But he’d done it. Then she told
him she was pregnant and that he was going to be a father. Shit, she was human.
What did he know about human pregnancy? He believed her. Swallowed her
story—hook, line and sinker.

He stayed off the road during her last three months. Took
Lamaze classes with her. Coached her through delivery and held her son in his
arms. Her red-haired son. Red hair—just like the band’s drummer. There was no
way two black-haired people produced a carrot top. No fucking way. When he
finally confronted her, she admitted it. She swore it was just once, but she
wanted the boy to be his. The truth was her boy wasn’t
his
son. Joe had
made sure the drummer paid child support then he walked away. From Valerie and
from the band. Joe heard the door slam and prayed it wasn’t Mandy.