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  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.”