Reese looked at Luke.

  “He’s my mate,” Maynard explained. “Luke, did you know the vet is a wolf shifter?”

  Luke’s brows shot up. “No wonder he’s amazing with animals.”

  “I speak their language.” After a few scratches behind the ear, Reese got Diablo out and inside. It was as though Reese had the magic touch when it came to Diablo.

  “He always follows the vet whenever he’s here,” Luke said as they followed. “He never leaves my car until Reese comes outside.” When they entered, Luke said, “Hey, Maggie.”

  The woman behind the receptionist desk smiled at them. She was young, around twenty-four or five, with blonde hair pulled up into a ponytail and big, bright hazel eyes. “Hello, Mr. Teufel.” Her smile turned toward Maynard. “Hi, Deputy Dario.”

  Maynard knew her by face but had never been properly introduced. “Hi.”

  “You gentlemen can have a seat. Dr. Freeman already took Diablo to the back.”

  Maynard sat next to Luke but eyeballed the large German shepherd growling at him.

  “He’s not prey,” Luke admonished the dog. “Back off.”

  The owner quieted her dog but looked at Luke like he was off his rocker. “Daisy wouldn’t hurt a soul.”

  “Tell that to her sharp teeth as they sink into me,” Maynard grumbled. It killed him when people said their pet didn’t bite. Most owners said that without reading the room. The vet was a wolf shifter. Daisy had an impala right next to her. She was probably confused as hell. Maynard didn’t blame her, but he didn’t want her to bite because she was afraid.

  He was glad when Maggie waved for Daisy and her owner to follow the receptionist to a room.

  “For a second, I saw my life flash before my eyes,” Maynard said.

  “Interesting enough for popcorn?” Luke chuckled.

  “Go ahead and think I’m joking. If Daisy had attacked, I would have been forced to protect myself, and the thought of hurting that dog just because she’s confused and afraid doesn’t sit well with me.”

  Luke slid his arm around Maynard. “I’ll keep you safe, honey.”

  Maynard elbowed him but sank into Luke’s side. He loved being wrapped up in his mate’s arms. He always felt so safe and wanted.

  And horny.

  They’d been having sex like crazy since mating, and Maynard couldn’t seem to get enough. The waiting room was now empty, and Maggie hadn’t returned. Maynard grabbed Luke’s hand and yanked his mate to his feet.

  “What’re you doing?” Luke seemed bewildered.

  “Follow me.” Maynard could not believe he was doing this, but when the moment struck, it just struck. He pulled his mate toward the men’s room. Once inside, he locked the door.

  When he turned, he attacked Luke’s mouth, pulling him down for a desperate kiss. Teeth and tongue got in the way, making the kiss sloppy and thrilling. Luke’s hands were all over Maynard, sliding under his shirt to tweak his nipples, eliciting a groan from Maynard. He loved the way Luke kissed, as if Maynard was a delectable meal Luke wanted to dine on for hours.

  One of Luke’s dark brows arched when they finally came up for air. “In a bathroom at the vet’s office?”

  “You complaining?” Maynard worked to unfasten Luke’s pants.

  “Hardly.” Luke shoved his pants and underwear down to his thighs. Maynard groaned when Luke’s cock sprang free, thick and long, making Maynard’s mouth water for a taste. “With you, I’ve started carrying travel lube.”

  Maynard grinned as he looked up into Luke’s eyes. “Seriously?”

  “Do you think you’re the only one who gets horny at the drop of a hat lately?” He worked Maynard’s pants and underwear down, as well. “Now turn around and grab some wall.”

  Although Maynard wanted to drop to his knees, he did what Luke demanded. When he turned, he jutted his ass then sucked in a breath when wet fingers played at his hole.

  “You’re gonna get us arrested,” Luke growled into Maynard’s ear.

  “Not one of my coworkers would arrest us for this.” Maynard’s breath hitched as Luke added another finger. “Tease us, get a few laughs out of us being unable to control ourselves, but not arrest us.”

  Not likely. All of Maynard’s coworkers had gone through their honeymoon period and would understand Luke and Maynard’s insatiable need to have sex. Even Dr. Freeman would understand since he was a shifter. That didn’t mean Maynard wanted to get caught.

  “Shit, this isn’t going to work like this. You’re too damn short.” Luke eased his fingers out of Maynard and grabbed a collapsible stepstool that had been tucked inside the cabinet under the sink. Maynard had no clue why the doctor would need one there but was thankful.

  “Step onto this.” Luke helped Maynard since Maynard’s legs were trapped by his clothing. Once on the stepstool, Maynard jutted his ass out again. Luke plastered his chest to Maynard’s back, nipping his ear as his mate inched his cock inside.

  “Oh, god,” Maynard groaned. “Feels so good.”

  “Keep your voice down,” Luke breathed into Maynard’s ear. “Wouldn’t want to alert the vet that we’re having sex in the bathroom.”

  Maynard curled his lips in when Luke bottomed out. He wasn’t sure if he could keep quiet, not with the way Luke made him feel, but he would try.

  Luke grabbed Maynard’s hips and thrust upward, sending Maynard to his tiptoes. He gasped and moaned as Luke railed him, his cock hitting Maynard’s sweet spot on every stroke. The stepstool wobbled but thankfully didn’t break. Maynard was pretty sure it wasn’t meant for this kind of activity.

  “Do you know how fucking hot you are right now?” Luke softly bit Maynard’s shoulder, and in that moment, Maynard wished his mate had sharp teeth.

  “As hot as you are,” Maynard gasped out. “Faster, Luke.”

  “Got you covered, babe.” Luke moved faster, driving his cock deeper. Maynard tried his best to mute the noises coming from his throat, but the closer his climax approached, the less he cared about keeping quiet.

  “Luke…shit…so close.” Maynard’s nails dug into the wall as he thrust backward, meeting Luke’s strokes. His cock was hard and bobbing freely until Luke reached around and circled his fingers around Maynard’s dick.

  “Oh shit.” Maynard drove backward onto Luke’s cock then punched forward into his mate’s fist. He was coming unglued pretty damn quickly as electricity shot around his groin and up his spine.

  “Right there with you, honey,” Luke growled.

  Maynard cried out Luke’s name as his cum shot out, painting the wall. Luke kept thrusting, grunting in Maynard’s ear, though he’d released Maynard’s cock. Luke grabbed Maynard’s hips with both hands then buried himself, groaning loudly in the small bathroom.

  It was hard to breathe. Maynard gasped for breath. Even Luke’s breathing was ragged as he eased out of Maynard.

  “I’ll have to bring Diablo in more often.” Luke chuckled as he helped Maynard down from the stepstool and they cleaned up before righting their clothes.

  “I doubt Diablo will thank you for that.” Maynard put the stepstool back and opened the bathroom door.

  Dr. Freeman was standing there looking around, as if confused.

  “Doc, what’s wrong?” Luke asked.

  “I was looking for the motel sign, which clearly must be hanging over the bathroom door,” Dr. Freeman said. “I’m confused as to when my practice turned into a sex spot.”

  Maynard felt his face catch fire as he mumbled an apology and hurried away, leaving Luke to deal with Dr. Freeman.

  Chapter Ten

  Luke wasn’t the least bit embarrassed as he stared at Dr. Freeman. “Sorry. When the urge hits…”

  “I think you gave Mrs. Dunham a heart attack,” Dr. Freeman said. “She ran out of here with Daisy so fast I thought she was going to hit the door.”

  Luke chuckled. “How’s Diablo?”

  He wanted to get Maynard home so they could go at it again. Just being near his mate kept Luke in a constant state of arousal. He just hoped Dr. Freeman didn’t ban them from the clinic.

  Dr. Freeman looked at Luke as if he knew Luke was changing the subject. “He’s got a clean bill of health. You’ve been taking excellent care of him.”

  Although Luke knew that, he still felt proud at the compliment considering Diablo was the first dog Luke had ever owned. “Thanks.”

  Dr. Freeman eyeballed him. “Just don’t use my bathroom for a sex depot next time you come in. I do run a respectable business.”

  “Yes, sir.” Luke grinned.

  The vet rolled his eyes. “Why do I have a feeling that’s falling on deaf ears.”

  With a chuckle, Luke turned just as the door to the clinic opened. Two men with rifles walked in. Dr. Freeman growled as Luke’s heart threatened to give out. Maynard was sitting in one of the waiting room chairs. He jumped to his feet and backed away.

  “This isn’t a fucking bank,” Dr. Freeman snarled. “We don’t have cash or anything of value here.”

  “They’re not here for that.” Luke recognized Johnson. The other guy had to be Carl. He had short brown hair that hung limp, a crooked nose that looked to have been broken a few times in his life, and he was shorter than Luke had imagined. Just a few inches taller than Maynard. The guy wasn’t muscular, per se, more like a large build.

  “Maynard, come here,” Luke said.

  “Now why would I let you take the man I came to collect?” Carl said. “Maynard and I have a lot of catching up to do.”

  “Those are the guys Grey warned me about,” Dr. Freeman said. “I’m sick and tired of bad guys invading my clinic.”

  Luke wanted to ask how it had happened before, but now was not the time for that. Instead, he was trying to figure a way out of this. He saw beyond the front door into the parking lot. Some woman had gotten out of her car with a small animal in her arms. She took one look at the front door and quickly got back into her sedan and drove off.

  All Luke could do was pray she called the police. He hadn’t seen Maggie either. She must have gone to the back. Luke hoped she stayed there because he didn’t want her hurt.

  He held his hands up, palms out. “We can talk this out right here, gentlemen. There’s no need for those weapons or to take Maynard out of the clinic.”

  Carl glared at Luke. “If you don’t want a bullet in you, it’s best you stay out of this.”

  Johnson walked over and snatched Maynard up by the back of his shirt. Luke saw red. He started forward, but Dr. Freeman grabbed his arm.

  “They’ll only shoot you,” he whispered.

  “That’s what they plan on doing to my mate,” Luke replied. “I’m not letting them take Maynard out of here.”

  Maynard spun and kneed Johnson right in his groin. Johnson doubled over, dropping his rifle as his face turned a dark shade of red.

  Then Maynard ran toward Luke, but Carl tripped Maynard before he could reach him. Maynard flew to the floor, spread out as he slid a good foot or two. “Not so fast, Snitch.”

  Luke was shocked when Maynard rolled over and rammed his foot into Carl’s knee. The guy buckled but stayed upright. He hauled his foot back and kicked Maynard in the side as Johnson picked up his rifle off the floor.

  “Enough fucking around,” Carl snapped. “Get to your goddamn feet and get your ass out the door, or I swear to god I’ll shoot you right now.”

  “Then shoot me,” Maynard yelled. “You’re gonna do it anyway.”

  Luke’s heart was lodged in his throat when Carl raised his rifle and aimed it at Maynard. One moment Dr. Freeman was beside him, and the next, he was a wolf, leaping toward Carl.

  Johnson looked wide-eyed at the wolf, and Luke took that opportunity to lunge at the guy. He took Johnson down, wailing on him. Johnson shoved Luke off of him and got to his feet. He reached for his rifle, but Luke kicked it away.

  “Let’s fight like men.” Luke took up a fighting stance, dying to put Johnson on his ass. Johnson threw a punch, but Luke dodged it. He saw past the man’s shoulder. Cop cars careened into the parking lot, but Luke wasn’t going to stop.

  Johnson snarled as he came at Luke. That was good. Luke wanted him angry so he wouldn’t focus. When Johnson came at him, Luke used his training and unleashed himself on the guy. He gave Johnson an uppercut, a hit to the kidney, then pounded on his face and chest.

  The guy went down, but he rolled, grabbed the rifle Luke had kicked away, and spun to aim it right at Luke.

  The wolf attacked, ripping out Johnson’s throat. Luke didn’t even flinch. The guy deserved nothing less. Luke turned and saw Maynard on his feet as Carl met the same fate.

  Sheriff Weston and the other deputies stormed the place, but the show was over.

  The sheriff looked down at the carnage. “I’ll call for a cleanup.”

  Luke had no idea what that meant. Well, he knew what a cleanup meant, but how the bodies would be disposed of wasn’t his concern. He yanked Maynard into his arms and hugged his mate tightly.

  “I can’t believe this is over,” Maynard said into his chest as he clung to Luke.

  “Thanks to our vet,” Luke said. He looked over his shoulder and frowned when he saw the vet standing there completely naked. Luke had to admit, the doc was one good-looking man, but he had eyes only for his little impala.

  He tilted Maynard’s head back so his mate was looking at him. “I meant to tell you that I loved you.”

  Maynard’s eyes shined as he gave Luke a goofy grin. “I love you, too. I have to say, for a human, you fight like a beast.”

  Luke chuckled. “Let’s get our dog and go home.”

  “That sounds wonderful.” Maynard pulled back and headed toward the room Diablo was in.

  “Thanks, Dr. Freeman.” Luke averted his gaze because something told him ogling the guy would be considered rude. “I’d shake your hand, but I’d prefer to do that when you have clothes on.”

  “You’re welcome,” Dr. Freeman said. “I’ll send you the bill.”

  Luke glanced at the vet and saw his smile. It seemed Luke wasn’t the only one with a wicked sense of humor.

  The deputies snickered as the vet rolled his eyes and walked away, probably to his office to get dressed. Luke assumed he had spare clothes in there.

  “We still have to process Patrick Hemlay,” Sheriff Weston said. “I’ll see you two at the station in the morning.”

  Luke shook the sheriff’s hand. “Thanks for cleaning up this mess.”

  “That’s what a community is all about.” The sheriff clapped Luke on the shoulder. “Take your mate and dog home. We’ll talk later.”

  That was exactly what Luke did. His family was now complete. He hadn’t known he’d needed Maynard in his life but was glad they would be sharing the rest of forever with each other. Luke might be human, but anyone who posed a threat toward those he cared about would face his wrath. Maynard was Luke’s entire world, and he planned on loving his little impala for the rest of his life.

  * * * *

  Diablo made sure Luke and Maynard were inside, cuddled on the couch, before he snuck outside and headed toward the shed. He used the key he’d stolen from Luke’s keychain and opened the door.

  He still felt guilty that he hadn't helped at the clinic, but Diablo couldn’t chance exposing himself. He was just glad Reese had been there to help with the situation.

  Inside, he went to the workbench and grabbed the small bottle he’d stashed behind some tools. He’d fucked up when he’d forgotten to lock the shed before. In fact, he’d forgotten a few times, and if he were caught, it would be the end of Diablo’s life.

  He uncorked the bottle and took a sip, cringing at the taste. Once he was sure he wouldn’t cough up a storm, he stashed the bottle again then locked the shed and crept back into the house. He put the key back where it belonged before he shifted and trotted back into the living room to spend a peaceful evening with his adopted family.

  THE END

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