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Leaving the warm bed and sweet, soft body of his fe Jean-Baptiste had ever had to do
But it would pay off In a grand surprise he hoped would please her, and show her that her first impression of him- bad neas inaccurate
Even at two am the French Quarter was packed, in full partywith revelers Everywhere but Isi&039;s shop
Jean-Baptiste slid the Jag into a vacant spot in front of the house and killed the engine Black and quiet This wasn&039;t like her Midnight to five a certain custo him
She&039;d have known he&039;d return, that he wasn&039;t going to accept one quick shut down about co to the Wildlands
She&039;d have known he&039;d try again And she&039;d be prepared
Jean-Baptiste evaded the front door, and circled around to the back He wanted thethat led straight into the body art room, the one they&039;d spoken in earlier The roo hie of a thick branch and reached for the latch on theBut before his hand even made contact with the chipped white paint, the scent of so like hell, and o slow and fuzzy
"Was this head trip meant for me?" he muttered with irritation "Or someone else?"
For anyone ishes me harm
The words blasted into his head, a near explosion of sound, and Jean-Baptiste whirled around, hissing as he reached for the red powder he carried in his pocket She was soh he couldn&039;t see her, he could scent her
Granted, if this had happened a few days ago-shit, a few hours ago even, before Genevieve had eased and stroked his feral cat-Isi&039;s ic would&039;ve pulverized him, made his cat so insane he&039;d have been debilitated He&039;d have fallen out of the tree, clutching his head and begging for the pain to stop
But tied
"You know I don&039;t want to hurt you," he said into the darkness, gripping the powder in one hand, swinging up onto another thick tree branch with the other
"But our kind is in serious trouble Our borders are co far faster than we realized, there&039;s been an attack inside our lands, and the first Pantera cub conceived in over fifty yearswith you?" Isi said, her voice strangely far away, though her scent remained immobile "You seeed, Isi"
He heard her gasp "What?" Then curse "I want to help you, okay?" she said, her voice fearful and all over the place now "But I just can&039;t" Jean-Baptiste took a deep breath and calmed his insides "I&039;m afraid you must"
His instincts were sharper than they&039;d been in years, and his nose had always been first rate In under three seconds, he leapt to the top branch He caught her gaze, her shocked expression just before he opened his hand and blew the red powder straight into her face
"Da back in her head, her body swaying "I can&039;tI&039;m not meant to be there"
She passed out But before she fell, Jean-Baptiste pulled her into his arms and held her close, then dropped easily froround As he headed around the side of the house and toward his car, he growled softly He didn&039;t relish in the fact that he was taking this feainst her will, but these were desperate times
Not just for the Pantera
But for hiht, the earthy scent of coffee, the delicious feel of Jean-Baptiste&039;s warainst her back, and the breath-stealing intrusion of his steel-hard cock slowly pushing inside her
She instantly arched her back, groaning as she gave hiht an arrip her shoulder As he filled her, inch by wondrous inch, he pressed down on her shoulder, sending hi with heat and hunger, Genevieve let her eyes drift doard Jean-Baptiste&039;s other hand had slipped between her legs and orking its way to her sex The muscles inside her pussy clenched in anticipation, and she wasn&039;t sure if she wanted to keep her back arched or swing her hips forward But before she could even pull another thought from her already-fuzzy brain, she felt his teeth on her shoulder Growling, he scraped gently over her skin as his fingers slipped into her wet pussy lips
After that, it was iive in and let her body react and respond
Thrusting inside of her, nipping at her shoulder, circling her pluht spots, and Genevievefilled by hiht Like the perfect breeze off the bayou, the perfect day when everything goes just as you planned it-the perfect kiss from the one male on earth who sees past your buttons and starch and into your splayed heart
"Genny," he uttered roughly "Just the thought of being inside you, so deep inside your tight pussy, is enough to ain "But the realityChrist, it&039;s like a drug A drug I never want to co I will never let anyone else near-"
He pinched her clit Lightly But it was Genevieve&039;s undoing
She moaned, arched her back even farther, circled her hips over and over, feeling the volcanic rush of iain-pinched her sensitive bud, a little harder this time-she screamed and came apart in his hands
It was too much for Jean-Baptiste He roared into the bearipped her, nipped her, and as she bucked wildly in his arave her three hard, deep thrusts before he came inside her, before he filled her with hot, athered her up and held her impossibly close
It seemed like hours, days, ain Before they even stirred They lay still and sweaty as the sunbeahter and warmer than ever
Then Genevieve purred and rolled in Jean-Baptiste&039;s ar across his powerful thigh and stared Sweat agreed with hi His dark hair fell around his neck, the tats, his jaw And his mouth was a dusky, orked-over, criain
"Yes, Miss Burel?" he said, his eyes flashing with heat
She grinned "I shed "No, not you"
"Not me?" He plastered on a frohich frankly only nets and coffee"
"You&039;re kidding?" Her heart pinged and she came up on her elbow "You did that for ave her
backside a playful slap "Just trying to i called Genny, especially when he was inside her It was soft and gentle and inti that le when he called her Miss Burel "I can&039;t believe you went out just to get nets Where are they? I need theet it I&039;ll be serving you Feeding you
Though, with how late it is, the coffee ht be a little on the cool side"
"Late?" She looked around for a clock, but didn&039;t see one How late was it?
"Nothing to worry about" Jean-Baptiste growled, kissed her thoroughly, then flipped the sheets back and sat up