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“Oh, God!” she cried, tangling her fingers in his hair and tugging hard.

Yes, just the way he liked to fuck. A little hard, a little rough, with his woman giving as much as she got. But he purposely held back, not wanting to frighten her. She was, after all, human, and didn’t understandthe pack ways of sex. The last thing he needed was word getting out that Senator Jason Devlin liked it alittle rough.

It was hard not to pound his cock inside her, to turn her over and place her on all fours so he could enterher from behind and lock onto her neck and shoulder with his teeth. He felt his claws unsheathe and bysheer force of will tucked the beast within him away.

Instead, he concentrated on the sensations of her pussy surrounding his cock, the hot little whimpers shemade when he moved a certain way. Her nails dug into his shoulders when he quickened the tempo.

It was music to his ears when she said, “Harder, Jason.”

He reached for her buttocks, pulling her tight against him and grinding his pelvis against her clit. Sheshrieked and sank her teeth into his upper chest in response. Oh, yeah, he liked that.

Wetting his fingers with the nectar pouring from her cunt, he searched the cleft between her buttocksand, sensing her need, slipped one moistened finger inside her puckered hole.

She grunted like an animal, her ass tightening around his finger as he probed deeper. He felt the spasmssurround his cock and he plunged with more force. She screamed, flooding his shaft with her climax.

The sensation was so intense it was difficult to hold back. She rocked against him, raking her nails downhis arms and crying out his name. Giving her no time to rest, he continued to stroke, listening to herbreathing turn to gasps of pleasure as he wound her up again.

When her body tensed, soft whimpers escaping her throat, he knew she was ready to let go again. Hesank his finger all the way into her ass and flooded her pussy with his come, taking her over the cliff withhim.

For a while, the only sounds were their raspy breaths. Jason stroked Kelsey’s hair, kissed her forehead,her pert little nose and her generous mouth, then wrapped his arms around her, more content than hecould ever remember being.

Something felt right about holding her in his arms, about the way she fit so perfectly against his body. Themoment he’d come in her, she became his.

And that brought about a dilemma of epic proportions. He’d never intended to mate with a human. In hisline of work, a human who discovered he was a werewolf could be disastrous. There was no way hecould trust someone outside the pack.

He didn’t even know anything about her. But it was time he found out, because if his feelings were true,he’d just bedded his pack mate.

* * * * *

Kelsey sighed, content to listen to the sound of Jason’s rhythmic heartbeat against her ear. His body wasso warm she didn’t even need the sheet over her, despite the blast of cold air from the room’s airconditioner.

She supposed her theory that the reason D.C.’s most eligible bachelor was unattached was because hewas gay had just been thrown right out the window. If Jason was gay, he’d just given her an Oscar-worthy performance in bed.

Her nipples tingled at the thought of what they’d just done, of how he had awakened a wild responsethat was foreign to her. In his arms, she’d felt untamed. She’d wanted to bite him, scratch him. Hell,she’d wanted to howl at the moon!

Wouldn’t he have thought her bizarre if she’d done that?

Then again, he hadn’t exactly been gentle with her, either. And she’d had the feeling that he’d beenholding back. Perhaps there was more to Jason Devlin than she surmised.

Maybe he was really kinky! Had some bizarre predilection for whips and chains, nipple clamps andfloggers.

She grinned at the thought of offering herself up as a research sacrifice. Wouldn’t that make interestingpress?
 
Senator Devlin Takes a Walk on the Wild Side
. She couldn’t suppress the giggle at the thoughtof that headline, even though the idea was ludicrous.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing.”

“So, having an orgasm makes you laugh?”

She looked up at him, her heart doing flip-flops as she gazed into eyes the color of dark amber. “Youdidn’t hear me laughing when I was screaming my head off, did you?”

His eyes heated with renewed desire. “No, I didn’t.”

She resisted the urge to sigh like a lovesick schoolgirl, but truly the man was gorgeous. More than hisappearance, he exuded a confident sexuality that most men couldn’t possibly carry off. Jason did, though.

“Kelsey?”

“Yeah?”

“Tell me about yourself.”

Uh oh. So much for great sex and that warm afterglow. As soon as he found out who she was, she’d beout the door on her ass faster than she could say “hot off the presses”.. She pushed away, sat up andfaced him, swallowing hard to get the words out. “I’m a reporter for
 
The Washington Oracle
.”

The hand stroking her thigh stilled. “A reporter.”

“Yes.”

She much preferred the heated looks he’d given her earlier to the cold narrowing of his eyes now.

“I thought you were…”

She waited, but he didn’t finish. “You thought I was what?”

“Never mind. I just assumed you were someone else when I saw you waiting for me.”

The blonde, no doubt.

“Did you come here for a story?”

Might as well come out with the truth. “Actually, I snuck up here tonight and waited outside your suite,hoping you’d grant me an interview.”

Jason slipped from the bed and combed his fingers through his hair. “I guess you got that interview,didn’t you?”

She arched a brow and crossed her arms, irritated that he would think she’d trade sex for a story.

“That’s rather insulting. Do you see any tape recorders or cameras on me?”

His gaze traveled over her in an insulting manner, but it had the opposite effect on her unruly body. Hernipples hardened to sharp points, a fact that wasn’t lost on him as his gaze focused on her breasts. “Notunless you’ve got some mini-recorder tucked away inside you.”

She rolled her eyes and slid from the bed, pushing past him to search for her dress.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

She got to her knees and grabbed her dress from under the bed. “I’m leaving.”

“Why?”

“Because you think I fucked you for a story.” He refused to budge when she stood, holding her dress up

in front of her. “Get out of my way!”

When she tried to move past him, he reached for her hand. “Wait, Kelsey.”

“What?”

“Stay with me.”

“Why?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. Honestly, I should throw you out of here. A journalist and a politician don’tmake good bedfellows.”

Sure hadn’t stopped him from taking her to his bed. Then again, he hadn’t known she was a reporter.

Would it have made any difference? “Then why ask me to stay?”

“Like I said. I don’t know. I’d like you to spend the weekend with me. I have a need to get to know

you better.”

There went her throat again—dry as a desert as she tried to swallow. “The weekend?”

“Yeah. I have a private place in the Poconos. Will you go up there with me?”

This was the chance she’d waited two years for. The opportunity to get to know Jason Devlin.

“But our time together is off the record. You have to agree to that. I don’t need a sexposé printed in the

next
 
Oracle
.”

Like she’d actually discuss her intimate sex life in the newspaper. Not likely. But could she really spendthat much time with him and not report on anything she saw, heard or experienced? How was shesupposed to find out what skeletons lurked in his closet if she wasn’t allowed to open the closet door?

She’d figure out a way without compromising her integrity. This was too good an opportunity to pass up.

She’d had her fun with him. Now the work would begin.

“Sure, I’ll go with you,” she said, trying to convince herself that the only reason she agreed was to find

out more about Jason Devlin, not because she felt anything for him.

Chapter Four

“Are you insane? Do you know what could happen if a human, let alone a reporter, found out about

you? About all of us?”

Jason listened to Brandon rant through the cell phone, conscious of the fact that Kelsey sat only a footaway from him in the limo. “I’m aware of the ramifications.”

“And yet you’re still going to Pennsylvania with Kelsey Harper.”

“Yes, as a matter of fact I am.”

With a sigh, Brandon said, “You’re the alpha. I guess you know what you’re doing. But I’m going onrecord as stating that I think this is a really bad idea.”

“Duly noted.” He ended the call, hoping Brandon wasn’t right.

He glanced over and watched the way Kelsey worried her bottom lip with her teeth. He wanted to dothat for her, then lick her lips and move on from there. He shifted as his cock twitched, wondering howhe could be turned on by the sight of a woman in jeans and a silk shirt.

A shirt that hugged her breasts and caressed her hips, the same way the jeans fit her. Snug, showcasingher thighs and long legs. He remembered the feel of her skin and wanted to strip her down and fuck herright there in the limo.

It had been twenty-four hours since he’d bedded her, and already he itched to be inside her again. Hislust for her was full force now, and nothing could stop it until the alpha drive had been completed. Untilshe was truly, completely his.

Considering she didn’t even know he was a werewolf, he figured dropping that bomb on her todaywasn’t a particularly smart idea.

What would she do when she found out? Run? Stay? Write an article about werewolves in the capitol?

Christ, too many “what ifs” running through his head, and none of them good. He needed this weekendto relax and get Kelsey used to the idea of being with him. Then, very cautiously, he’d let her in on hissecret.

After all, she was going to help him build the Devlin dynasty. At least his part of it.

The Devlin werewolves had been in existence for centuries. And they weren’t the only ones. Someday, ifhe had his way, laws would be passed to protect his kind so they were treated the same as humans.

Right now, society wasn’t nearly ready for them to come out.

He wished they had time to stop off at his parents’ house in Boston, but knew now was not the rightoccasion. They would welcome Kelsey, as would his sister, Chantal. His brothers—Max, Conner and Noah—might be a bit more skeptical. Who knew how they’d react to his selection of a human as packmate? The Devlins’ goal was to branch out across the United States and unite with other packs. Thenmate with other werewolves, not with humans. He’d just blown that directive right out of the water,hadn’t he?

Jason had already done his part in Washington, and he knew Max was getting ready to head to New Orleans and do the same thing. It was going to take time, but they had all the time in the world. None ofthis was going to happen overnight. It would take time and finesse and more than a little fighting to taketheir places on top of the packs. Devlins were alphas. Always would be, no matter where they located. They’d set up nationwide, and run the packs the way they should be.

“I’ve never been to the Poconos,” Kelsey mumbled, her gaze focused on their climb into the mountains.

“It’s breathtaking.”

Yes, she certainly was. While he enjoyed the seclusion of his private place, he was more interested incatching sight of her breasts, or her creamy thighs, or the way she licked her lips. Adjusting hisburgeoning erection, he said, “Yeah, it’s really nice in the fall. I’ll have to bring you up here aftersummer’s officially over, when the leaves start to change.”

She looked at him, eyes widening. “In the fall?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s like a month or so away.”

“Yes, it is. Your point?”

“Um, I guess I don’t really have one.” She quickly turned away, but not before he caught the blush

staining her cheeks. Kelsey really was an enigma. One he intended to research in depth this weekend.

The limo pulled up to the wrought-iron privacy gates, their driver clicking a button to electronically openthem.

No press lurked at the gates. Good. So far, he was fairly certain no one knew what had happened with

Kelsey. He wanted some time alone with her before the papers found out and started hounding them.

Reporters would make good wolves. They hunted in packs and surrounded their prey, refusing to let gountil they finished the kill.

“Wow. This is impressive.”

He followed her gaze to the one-story ranch house. Sitting high atop a green hill, it overlooked the lakeon three sides. He loved this place. It was perfect for a private getaway, and he was surrounded byeverything he loved. Water, lots of fish, and tall, thick, woodlands to sprint through.