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.Wearing a hard-on in jeans was the most uncomfortable thing he had ever experienced.“Well, true enough.But I don’t relish the thought of bedroom gymnastics in this little car.One of us would end up in hospital.I suppose you’re going to have to be a little patient, aren’t you?”Artemais took his eyes from the road and stared at her.The sensual promise in her eyes, the wicked, knowing glint rocked him to his very core.She knew how desperately he craved her, and she simply smiled over it, accepting of it.Artemais pressed his foot on the accelerator, feeling pleasure as the little Suzuki responded and lurched forward faster, no doubt about it—the small car had guts and determination.He ignored Sophie’s tinkling laugh, as the scent of her, that delicious scent emanating from her core, surrounded him and drove his lust higher.The quicker he got Sophie home, the quicker he could kiss her.And the quicker he could kiss her, the quicker he could drag her into his part of the house, lock the door and…cursing his heating blood and hugely straining cock, he took the turns in the road faster than he should have.Finally he saw the dirt entrance to his driveway.With dirt spewing from under the tires of the small car, he made the last turn into their driveway.It would be five minutes, ten tops, ‘til he could drag her out of the car and into his house.As long as his brothers didn’t get in the way, he was finally home.Chapter TwelveArtemais pulled the handbrake on the little Suzuki, relieved to finally be home with his woman, but frustrated beyond belief that she could so easily destroy his control.Even as she sat next to him in the passenger seat, half turned towards him, he could see the laughter lighting her beautiful gray eyes.“In a rush? Are we being chased by demons from hell? Or maybe vampires?”Artemais growled, a low rumble through his chest.Sophie might be laughing at him, and deep inside he also laughed at himself, but at this moment, he felt very harshly done by.It was taking every iota of his legendary control to not pull her on top of him, tear her jeans away from her body and release himself, plunging his huge rock-hard cock into her wetness.Sophie must have seen some indication of his level of lust in his eyes, or maybe his growl of need reached her at some level.She removed her seat belt and laid a cool hand on his arm.Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html“Hey, don’t worry.Your presence has been driving me nuts too.This…thing we have between us—it’s strange isn’t it?”“Not that strange.Not to my people.We need to talk Sophie; I need to tell you some stuff.But first, we have to go inside and I have to be with you or I think I’ll lose my mind.”“I thought it was the woman who struck fear into the man’s heart by saying those words, ‘We have to talk’.They really do sound ominous.Do you mind very much if we have mind-blowing sex first, and talk seriously afterwards, when we both might be able to concentrate for any length of time? I’m sure it’ll be much easier for us both that way.”Artemais nodded and opened the car door, coming around the other side for Sophie.He took her hand and started purposefully towards the front door of the house—the closest entrance to his part of the large house.Sophie was staring at his house, but he briefly apologized and pulled her up to the porch, too eager to get her inside to show his pride for his ancestral home.Just as he was about to climb onto the large front porch, his eyes fell onto the front windows of his office.A large, sunny room, his office always stood open to all of his siblings, any time they required to use the space.All his laptops, surveillance prototypes and other bits and pieces from work were kept in the large room.He used it as his headquarters when he was home.The company offices themselves were back in the main city.This afternoon, all three of his brothers appeared to be having a powwow, and all three were now pressed up against the window, looking at him and Sophie like kids at a candy store.The knowledge that his brothers would jump on them the instant they entered the house, commandeer Sophie to chat and charm her, washed over him.His fantasies of having a few quiet hours with her, relearning her body, her scent, wallowing in their mutual explorations flew away in a puff of smoke.He felt like howling his dismay.His brothers meant well, but privacy was not a strong commodity around here.Flings, casual affairs, those had privacy.A mate, particularly his mate, the first woman to join their family since their mother died, would in itself negate any privacy he had hoped for.Making his mind up in an instant, he stopped where he was.Sophie paused beside him, not having noticed his brothers.She was eagerly looking around the large house and gardens.Artemais smote his brothers with a glare.As the eldest, he had felt responsible for his brothers until they all reached adulthood.The glare he gave them was not a new one for them.It reminded them he was the eldest and he was in charge.The three brotherly grins that came from that glare were taunting and feral.A clear challenge.Artemais frowned again, growling low in his throat.William, the first to truly understand, touched the shoulders of Samuel and Dominic, saying something to them.Both brothers turned back to look at him again.They both nodded, then smiled brilliantly.“Later,” he saw them mouth through the glass.He nodded, realizing he could only gain a semblance of privacy for himself and Sophie.The rest he would deal with later.His brothers taken care of, and knowing they would never dare to follow him out into the woods, Artemais turned abruptly.Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html“Change of plans,” he curtly told Sophie.Keeping his pace at a stride Sophie could keep up with, Artemais headed towards the huge forest surrounding the house.He knew once his brothers had finished inundating Sophie with questions they would slip back into the background, allowing them some measure of privacy.But as hot and horny as he felt, he couldn’t trust himself to wait that long.He needed his mate now.Chapter ThirteenSophie stared at the truly enormous house that would undoubtedly be one of her baby’s homes.Still undecided about whether she could live with Artemais, or whether she should hold out and try to convince him to live in the city with her, she pushed the thought back in into the dark depths of her mind.Instead, she concentrated on the truly beautiful house in front of her.Made of brick and wood, it had a comfy, homey look to it, even though it stood three stories tall and could compete with some mansions she knew.There was obviously more than enough room to raise a passel full of children, her mind hinted strongly.Pushing aside that wistful thought, she let her eyes soak up the huge old house.She could only partially see all the space around the back of the house.The front garden was fairly barren, but huge.Around the edges was heaps of room to plant a vegetable garden, or maybe some flowers.The grass overflowed everywhere, soft and safe for babies to learn to walk, run and play everywhere.She barely noticed when Artemais stopped just shy of climbing the stairs up onto the porch.The house seemed perfectly maintained; evidently the boys had taken their family home seriously.Only the gardens looked neglected, and even then, the ground was safe, the grass fairly well cut.It appeared more neglected from her woman’s perspective—with no flowers, no vegetables, nothing decorative except the healthy green of the grass [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]