Pricolici by Alicia Nordwell

Author:Alicia Nordwell [Nordwell, Alicia]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

memory of the thick hard bar of Stelian’s cock

pressing into his stomach as he ravaged his mouth.

That reminded him of what happened that morning

in the garden. He couldn’t help but wonder if the

guard hadn’t interrupted them, would Stelian have

stopped there, or would he have bent him over the

closest bench and shown him exactly who the

alpha was? Tucker shivered.

Grecia gasped. The car jerked as she stomped on

the brakes a few spots over from his truck.

“What’s wrong?” Tucker’s head swiveled, trying

to see whatever startled her. “Did you see

Stelian?”

“No. Your power,” she said in a tight voice.

Tucker suddenly realized that his aura had

expanded, for lack of a better word, as he

remembered the way Stelian always seemed to

overwhelm him and yet make him hornier than he’d

ever been in his life. His lust seemed to give it

strength.

“I’m sorry.” He tried to pull it back in, but he

couldn’t.

“Think of something else. Every time you mention

Stelian it spikes, but it’s never been this bad.”

Tucker didn’t realize that had been happening. He

struggled, thinking of piles of stinking garbage and

old ladies naked, but it wasn’t working. Stelian’s

burning yellow eyes kept covering the images, his

gaze enough to heat Tucker’s lust even higher.

“Tucker!” Grecia’s yell startled him out of the

beginning of another fantasy.

Desperate, he thought of the night before he had to

leave his old haitas. The attack by Martin had

scared the hell out of him. He’d been helpless, his

struggles disregarded by the maddened lupe who’d

wanted to mate him. The memory made Tucker

shudder and wrap his arms around his chest.

Grecia sighed in relief. “Oh, thank you.”

Tucker didn’t speak; he nodded instead. “Come on.

I need a drink.” He got out of the car.

“No. No way, Tucker. You said we were coming

to get your truck, not get a drink in the bar! Stelian

will kill me and then tan your hide.”

Tucker laughed. “Over a drink? Come on, Grecia,

it’s not that big a deal. Besides, I barely heard

Daos play the other day and the marquee says

they’ll be playing. I really liked their sound.

Besides, other than hitting me over the head or

shooting me, which you can’t do in public, how are

you going to stop me?”

The boots he was wearing helped with the extra

long pants, but the giant shirt he was swimming in

was definitely not something Tucker wanted to be

seen wearing in a bar. “Hold on a second.” He

jogged over to his truck and unlocked it. He fished

around in a duffle bag. The T-shirt he pulled out

was plain, white, and a little small, but it would

have to do. He tugged off Stelian’s shirt and tossed

it in the passenger seat and then tugged on the tight

T-shirt.

He smirked at the scowl on Grecia’s face when he

locked his truck.

“This is a bad idea.”

“Probably,” Tucker agreed. He grinned when her

mouth dropped open.

Grecia cursed in another language as she followed

him into the bar. Tucker saw the same blonde-and-

purple-haired female bartender, serving customers,

who’d been working the other night. Tucker

scanned the crowd, his head bobbing along to the

throbbing beat of the music. Daos was already on

stage, their female lead singer’s voice blending

with the guitarist’s deep bass in a complex

melody.

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