Abby's Heart (Bryant Station Curves) (8 page)

A growl filled the room, causing Abby to jump.

“Mine!”

The clothes
were ripped from Abby’s hands. She watched them fly across the room. Wide eyed, she looked up at Skylar.

He saw the tears shimmering in her eyes. “You are beautiful, and you are mine.” He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. He picked her up and put her on the bed.

Abby watched Skylar take off his jeans. She almost grinned, because he wasn’t wearing underwear. Abby’s breath caught in her throat. Skylar’s cock jutted out from his body.

“You are so beautiful.” Skylar approached her, looking very much like the predator he was.

Abby shivered. She didn’t move. “Are you sure I’m really what you want?”

Skylar crawled onto the bed, covering Abby with his body. He stared into her grey eyes. “You are all I want,” he whispered in her ear. He trailed kisses down her neck, until he reached her breast. He nipped and tugged the nipple as he sucked first one and then the other.

“Oh!” Abby moaned with pleasure.

Skylar planted a kiss on each globe. He made a trail of kiss down to her stomach. He moved lower, pushing her legs apart, giving him access to the source of the honey and vanilla scented arousal surrounding his mate. Gently he parted the lips of her pussy, revealing the sensitive nub hidden there. He licked the nub, swirling his tongue around it as if it were a lollipop.

Abby moaned. Moisture leaked from her pussy.

Skylar rubbed his fingers along the outside rim of her vagina. She was wet for him, but he wanted more. Slowly he pushed three fingers inside her as he caressed her nub with his tongue. Her muscles gripped his fingers as he pushed into her and pulled out in a rhythm as old as time.

Abby moaned again. Her hips arched up to meet his thrusts.

“That’s it. Come for me.”

Abby’s muscles clamped down on his fingers as she found her release. She gasped for air as the waves of pleasure crashed over her.

“This is just the beginning.” Skylar pulled his fingers out of her.
The sweet scent of honey and vanilla wrapped around him. He needed her. He needed to feel her muscles wrapped around his cock as they had wrapped around his fingers.

He trailed kisses up her stomach, breasts and neck until he reached her mouth. He stared into her face. “You are mine.”

She had just had the best orgasm of her life, yet the feel of the tip of his cock resting against the entrance of her pussy, made her again wet with desire. “Yes, I’m yours.”

“Mine,” growled Skylar. He pushed his cock into her tight pussy.

Abby could not hold back. She arched her hips up to meet his thrust.

“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” Each thrust sent him deeper.

“Harder.” Abby moaned. She fisted the sheets as she thrust her hips up ward, matching the pace he set. Each thrust sent her closer to the edge. “Please, don’t stop.”

“Come for me.” Skylar squeezed her nub as he thrust deep into her. Abby cried out his name as a wave of pleasure and pain engulfed her. Her muscles gripped Skylar, pulling him deeper into her. Two more thrusts and he shouted out her name and bit down on her shoulder near her neck, breaking the skin as he released his seed deep into her womb. 

She would carry his mark for everyone to see.

Our mate
. His bear growled, satisfied as Skylar licked the wound.

Yes, our mate.

His bear grunted again, and for the first time in years, it contentedly laid down.

Skylar collapsed onto Abby. He captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. He reluctantly pulled out of her, and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he returned with a warm cloth. Gently, he cleaned Abby. He climbed into bed, pulling her tight against him.

“Skylar?”

“You’re beautiful, and you’re mine.” He nuzzled her hair.

Abby smiled as she went to sleep with Skylar’s arms and warmth wrapped around her. 

The smell of bacon set Abby’s stomach to growling. She rolled over and rubbed her eyes.

She was alone.

Abby looked around the room. The furniture, though simple in design,
was made from oak. The walls were painted a soft dove gray, and the curtains were midnight blue.

Abby sat up, pulling the sheet so it covered her ample breasts. She frowned as she looked around. The room was void of picture and paintings, but the blue and gray theme continued from the comforter and bedding to the rug on the wood floor. In the corner by the dresser sat several luggage bags—several very familiar luggage bags.

“You look absolutely beautiful.”

Abby jerked her head to the doorway, where Skylar leaned against the doorframe. “I think you need glasses.”

“When I woke up this morning with you snuggled against me, I was afraid to move. I didn’t want you to disappear and the dream to end.”

Abby slowly smiled. “I’m not a dream, but then, maybe I’m the one who is dreaming.”

Skylar crossed the room and put his hands on the sides of Abby’s face, turning it up towards him. “I don’t want to wake up and find you gone.” He pressed his lips against hers. The kiss started out sweet and gently, but it grew and deepened.

Abby a hot rush of need swept through her body. Her breasts grew heavy. The sheet covering her felt rough against her pebbled nibbles.

Skylar broke the kiss. In seconds, he shed his clothes and was in bed with her, kissing her again. He smelled her arousal even before he slipped his hand between her legs. He growled. She was wet and ready for him. He nudged her legs apart with his knee.

He planned to enter her slowly, but Abby wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to her. She sighed as his cock sank deep into her.

The mating was hard and fast. With each thrust, his cock found her sensitive spot. In minutes, she arched up as her muscles grasped his cock. Abby cried out his names as the first waves of her orgasm crashed over her. Skylar bit down on her other shoulder as he followed her over the cliff. Her muscles clamped down on his cock, pulling his seed out of him. He rolled onto his back, taking her with him.

Abby laid her head on his chest. Listening to his heartbeat, she caressed his chest. “You bit me last night and again just now.”

“Yeah, I did.”

Abby raised her head and looked at him.

Skylar saw the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. He knew they were there because of him, and he was going to do everything possible to make them go away. “You are mine. You are my mate. I want only you.” He kissed her again. “I love you. I have loved you since the first time I saw you. Yes, something happened that day. I’m not even sure what it was. There’s a huge chunk of time missing, but I don’t want to talk about that right now. We will talk about it, but not now. I love you. I want to see my cubs growing inside you. I want to go on walks with you. I want to celebrate the holidays with you, our cubs, and their cubs. I want you in my bed every night for the rest of my life.”

Abby blinked. She leaned forwards and kissed him. “I love you, too. I’ve been so lonely without you.”

Skylar hugged her tight to him, breathing in her sweet honey and vanilla scent. “I want to spend all day in bed with you, but we need to shower and get dressed. Breakfast is probably already cold.”

“We can warm it up.”
Abby’s grinned. “But I may have problems with the clothes.”

“The suitcases over there were delivered this morning. I think you
have been thrown out of your house. I’m just surprised they got here so quick.”

“Dad must have called mom.” Abby shook her head. “I’m kind of surprised she didn’t come with them.” Abby looked at Skylar and blushed. “If you keep thinking what you’re thinking, we won’t be going anywhere.”

“I would rather stay here, but it’s about nine, and you have a job to get to.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet. I’m going with you.”

Abby groaned. “And I thought dad was overprotective.”

Skylar kissed her again. “Baby, you just don’t realize how overprotective my bear is going to be with you. I doubt you are going to be out of his sight for very long. I know I’m not letting you out of mine any time soon, so you had better just get used to it.”

Abby rolled her eyes as she slid out of the bed.  “We’ll see.”

“Okay, Dad. We’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.” Abby ended the call and handed the cellphone back to Skylar. “I really hope mine is in the truck. I don’t remember taking it into the hotel room with me.”

“Don’t worry.”

“It’s kind of hard not to worry. Everything I do is tied to my phone, tablet, and computer.”

“Is someone bringing you an extra set of keys?”

“Yeah, but not until later.
I feel like I’m going in blind.” Abby climbed into the cab of the truck.

Skylar reached in and buckled the seatbelt before she could. He kissed her and closed the door.

Abby shook her head at him when he got in the truck. “I could have done that.”

“I’m not taking any chances.”

Abby rolled her eyes. She was happy, maybe too happy. She had a nagging feeling something wasn’t right, and it bothered her.

Skylar pulled away from the house and started down the drive. “Todd is with your dad at the building, and he’s fuming because that wolf won’t let him into the basement.”

Abby laughed. “Dad’s a stickler about safety too, probably more so when it comes to me being in the buildings.”

“Why did you pick structural engineering?”

“I’ve always loved old buildings. I remember going to a potential job with dad. He was doing some preliminary assessments to see if it was viable to restore the building or tear it down. I wasn’t allowed in the building, but I remember staring at the blueprints and old photos. While I waited, I sketched and made notes on what I thought could be done to save the building. I thought it was too beautiful to destroy. When dad came out, I should him the drawings.”

“What did he say?” Skylar glanced at Abby.

“Dad got really quiet as he studied my drawings. He was still looking at them when the owner of the building drove up. The owner went crazy over the drawings. He said they envisioned everything he wanted and more.”

Skylar and his bear puffed up. It was obvious his mate had a talent.

“Dad told the owner he needed to consult with his colleagues about the structural integrity. Dad didn’t say anything on the ride home. I thought I was in serious trouble.”

“Were you?”

Abby shook her head. “He called a meeting and had me explain my ideas for reinforcing the columns and support beams. The next thing I know, I’m holding a patent for my ideas and Wolfe Renovations was born. Wolfe Renovations is part of Wolfe Industries, but I am the owner. I utilize the various craftsmen and women from the pack on my projects.”

“Amazing!
Briary Creek is only thirty minutes away. If that’s the headquarters of Wolfe Industries and were the pack lives, why haven’t we crossed paths before now?”

Abby sighed. “Probably because I’m rarely home. I always have three or more projects going at any given time. If I’m not working on the structural side, then I’m working on the design side.”

“So you’re a workaholic.”

“It kept me busy so I wouldn’t have to think about the loneliness so much. I just happened to build a company.”

Skylar grabbed Abby’s hand and pulled it up to his lips.  “And because you are in charge, you have to be there. You’re more than just the supervisor for the project.” Skylar concentrated on the road. Being in construction, he knew of Wolfe Industries and Wolfe Renovations. Their reputation for quality work was above all others, and they could pick and choose what jobs they wanted to take on.

Mate is smart. Cubs will be smart.

We have a lot to learn about her,
Skylar told his bear.

It w
ill be fun learning.

Skylar mentally shook his head at his bear. After fifteen years of fighting with the beast, it was nice to have a simple conversation, but it was even better having his mate by his side.

Billy was one of the first wolves to step out of the basement. “We’ve got all the bracing in place.”

“I need everyone cleared out of the basement so Sheriff Anderson can go in and check our little room problem.” Abby picked up a yellow hardhat and plopped it on her head.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Skylar stepped up to Abby. He had hung back, watching her deliver orders and make changes to the design as things popped up. He had to admit, she was good at what she did. Even her dad, the Alpha, stood back and let her run the construction site, and that was extremely uncharacteristic for an alpha.

“I’m going in to inspect the work. It’s part of my job.”

“You are not going in alone.” Skylar grabbed the hardhat off Billy’s head.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Billy glared at Skylar.

“Sorry, but I need this. Abby is not going in there without me.” Skylar put the hardhat on his head.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Abby frowned.

“If you go in, I’m going with you.”

“Actually, neither of you are going into the basement.” Sheriff Todd Anderson looked from Abby to Skylar. “I’ve had too many people walking around a possible crime scene. No one else is going in.”

Abby smiled at the sheriff, but her gaze was stony. “As the structural engineer on this project, my authority trumps yours. Only I can declare it safe for you or anyone else, who is not on my crew, to enter.”

“Do something with your mate.” Todd glared at his cousin.

“If she goes in, I’m going too. I
don’t trust her safety to anyone but me. That includes you.”

“Sheriff, the wall that crumbled is not load-bearing. My crew touched nothing in the room. They had no reason to go in there.” Abby picked up a flashlight. “We didn’t have time to fix the electrical problem, so you will need flashlights.”

“Fine.”

“Sheriff, I want whatever’s in there out as fast as it can be gotten out. I’ve got deadlines to meet and this delay is costing me money.”

Sheriff Anderson nodded. He motioned for a couple of his deputies to follow, as Abby led the way into the basement.

Abby grimaced as she went down the steps. The standing around had not helped her muscles. Even the painkillers she downed about midmorning were wearing off.

“Abby, what’s wrong?” Skylar touched her shoulder.

She smiled at him. “I’m fine.
Just sore.”

Skylar growled.

Mate should not be here.

No, she should not,
Skylar agreed with his bear.

Take mate home.

She is as stubborn as you are.

His bear made a snorting sound.

Now you get to see what you’ve put me through all these years.
Skylar grinned. Paybacks were a bitch.

“Here we are.” Abby stopped. Her flashlight revealed a pile of rubble. She planned the flashlight across what was left of the wall and the huge opening. “Like I said, the wall isn’t loadbearing, and I couldn’t find any permits for it. I went back as far as I could in the available archives.

“Why were you using video equipment?” Sheriff Anderson sniffed. The scent of Abby’s blood lingered.

“It’s common practice for my company. It makes it easier to double check and review data when
we’re planning and don’t have immediate access to the building. We film everything—the column, floor, electrical, plumbing—it is a useful tool.

“What were you doing when this wall fell?”

“We needed to get an idea of what was behind it, so we could formulate a plan to remove it. Billy drilled a hole through it and I was in the process of pushing a pen camera through when the wall crumbled. We’ve done the procedure hundreds of times, and we’ve never had a wall come down on top of us like this one did.”

Sheriff Anderson nodded. “Both of you stay here.” He looked at Abby and Skylar. “And I mean it this time.”

“You don’t have to worry about me. Something about that room is off, and I mean the creepy kind of off. I want it removed and the area cleansed.”

Skylar wrapped his arms around Abby, and pulled her tight against him. “I’m here.”

Room smells bad. I do not like it.

I smell it too.

It is more than death. It is something else.

It’s
almost familiar though
. Skylar sniffed. The air in the basement was hot, humid, and stale.

“What wrong?” Abby felt him stiffen.

“I’ll feel better when I get you out of here.” Skylar hugged her tighter. “I think this should be—”

“Miss Wolfe?”

Abby and Skylar turned. “Yes?” asked Abby.

“The sheriff wants to talk to you.” The deputy nodded in the direction of the hole. He stepped aside so they could go past him.