Page 114 of Dominion

She bit her tongue to keep from saying,yeah, but not that one.He already thought she was a picky bitch. Scanning the others on the rack, she quickly traded it out before the cashier rang it up.

Cody paid for it all—gulp—two hundred and eighty dollars’ worth of stuff. He dropped a hand on her nape as they walked out. “It’s okay, baby. Are you worried you have to pay me back?”

Had it shown on her face? She didn’t like being dependent on him like this. She squared her shoulders and lifted her chin. “No, I can afford it. I just need to get access to my stuff.” Her voice came out slightly higher pitched than usual.

He contemplated her for a moment and she felt stripped bare, like he saw right past her lie. He stopped, the hand at her neck holding her back as he pulled her around to face him. Tilting her chin up, he rumbled in his deep voice, “I’m taking care of it.” A wicked light gleamed in his eyes. “But you’re welcome to show your appreciation for your sugar daddy any way you please.”

Her lips curved when she caught the raw hunger in his expression. Remembering the power she’d felt at tempting him that afternoon, she ran her fingers across his chest, tracing the lines of his chiseled muscles. “Is that so?” she purred, using a honeyed voice and lowering her lids to half-mast. “Right here? In the mall?”

His eyes changed to light blue. “Careful,” he rasped, his voice two octaves deeper than normal. He burrowed his fingers into her hair and wound it around his fist, tugging her head back at the same time he yanked her flush against his body. The insistent bulge of his erection pressed against her belly. “You think I won’t find a way to fuck you raw, right here, in the mall?” He laughed harshly. “I’m a very resourceful wolf when I’m offered a challenge.”

Her mouth went dry, heat descending from her core down her inner thighs. When she moistened her lips with her tongue, his eyes fastened on it, body stiffening.

“Cody.” Her voice sounded shaky. “People are looking.”

Some of the wildness left his face and he relaxed, but still held her in position against him. “You should’ve thought of that before you pulled a cock tease.” His eyes changed back to gray. He bent his head and to her shock, kissed her. Not a sweet, gentle kiss, but a marauding, violent one.

She held still for it, her insides fluttering, as his tongue swept between her lips and he bit and sucked at them, repositioned his angle and did it again.

When he released her, it was all at once—the hand from her hair let go, he lifted his head from hers and stepped back.

She swayed on her feet, dizzy from the kiss, breathless. Trembling.

“I’ll have to punish you for that,” he muttered and this time there was no mistaking the excitement his words produced. Her pussy clenched, liquid heat poured down her legs.

God, yes.

Cody’s nostrils flared and his head whipped around, his gaze on a tense, worried-looking mother and her two children who hurried past them. The little girl, who appeared around seven or eight, craned her neck to look back at Cody until her mom tugged her arm, rushing her on.

“Do you know them?”

Cody frowned. “No.”

She waited, becausenowas not a sufficient enough explanation for the way both he and the girl had stared at each other.

“They’re shifters. I’ve never seen them before.”

“Oh.” She blinked in surprise. “You could… smell them?”

“Yeah.”

“Is it unusual? Are you supposed to say hi or something?”

He flashed an uncharacteristic grin at her, as if he found her amusing, or cute. “Yeah. This is my town, I’m alpha. If she lives here, she should’ve sought me out to introduce herself.”

“Maybe she just hasn’t had a chance?” But even as she said it, she realized the woman gave the distinct impression she was trying to get away from Cody before he noticed her.

Cody shrugged, but appeared troubled. “We’ll see.” He pulled out his phone and glanced at it. “You have nine minutes left.”

“What?” she cried indignantly. “You can’t count that time we were…”

He folded his arms across his chest. “Can’t I?”

With a wild glance up and down the row of stores, she took off briskly for the Ann Taylor Loft, where she planned to get a business outfit.

“Damn, I was hoping you were going to go there,” Cody muttered, lifting his chin toward the Victoria’s Secret.

“Yeah, I’ll bet.” She didn’t break her stride. “You probably thought I’d give you a show.”