Heading back to the study he heard his father and Mary talking. Standing outside he listened to them laugh and joke for several minutes before he walked inside. He would do everything to protect Mary. Zeke felt responsible for her. He brought her into his world, but he’d not been there to protect her when she needed him most.
Chapter Nine
Zeke’s apartment was entirely different from his house that he shared with the pack in the county. Glancing out of the window on the tenth floor, Mary wondered what the attraction was with heights. If anything happened to his windows he would plunge to his death. Staring down at the concrete floor, she took a step back needing the comfort of the ground.
He’d left her in his sitting room to take a shower. Looking around the room, Mary was embarrassed by her small apartment. What surprised her was how close they lived together. She was about five blocks away from him. They could have crossed paths in the street, and she wouldn’t have even realized it.
Not possible, you’d remember a man like Zeke.
The sound of the shower being turned off alerted her to his presence. Turning to the sound of him getting closer she felt her cheeks heat at the sight of him wet and covered in only a towel.
“How can you live so far up?” she asked, turning back to look at the window. Heat flooded her body, and she was embarrassed for an entirely new reason.
Zeke chuckled. “Honey, I can smell you all the way over here. I know you want me.” He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Take your clothes off.”
“What? I can’t take my clothes off.” She spluttered the words out not knowing how to speak a coherent thought.
He left her side and closed the blinds plunging them into a sort of darkness. Her improved eyesight meant she could see him clearly.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“You ask a lot of questions.” He removed his towel and threw it at her. She caught the towel before it hit her in the face.
“You’re not being serious at all,” she said.
“Baby, we’re alone in my apartment, and I want you naked.”
“How can you be thinking about that right now? You’ve got a sister to find and research to look through.” The fight was leaving her as he stepped closer.
“I’ve also got a family who will take care of everything while I spend some time with my little toy.”
Why did she have to respond to him calling her a toy? It was ridiculous, wrong, but he made her melt every time he said it.
He took hold of her shirt, tugging it over her head. Zeke pushed down the jeans she wore. He wouldn’t allow her any underwear, and she was completely naked like him.
Cupping her cheek, he tilted her head back. “This is the only way I can think of to not think about what’s going on,” he said. “My sister has been missing for some time. I’m terrified of what’s going to happen to her. What if she’s dead somewhere, and we’ll never find her?” He dropped a kiss to her lips. She started to shake from his touch. “What if Dani was working for someone else? I don’t know the answer to any of these questions, but there is nothing we can do.”
Closing her eyes, Mary knew he spoke the truth. There was nothing for either of them to do. There was no use in waiting around worrying. Neither of them could do anything.
“What about work?” she asked.
“What about it? I called ahead, and I can do everything I need to do from here with the occasional quick nip to the office. It’s easier sorting everything out here than back in the country. Don’t worry, baby, I’m not going anywhere yet. Your ass is mine, and we’re not going anywhere other than to fuck and spend time with each other.” He lifted her up in his arms. Giggling, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he led them back toward his bedroom.
Zeke was right. She could spend the rest of her life worrying about what Dani and Roger created, or she could experience fulfillment in his arms.
He kicked opened the door, and she was thrown to the bed. Laughing, she squealed as he followed her down. They struggled on the bed. Mary fought him, but Zeke was stronger and more powerful than she was. He pressed her hands beside her head, opening her thighs to settle between.
“I’ve got you. Fight me, Mary.”
She stayed perfectly still disobeying him. His rock hard cock pressed to her stomach. Everything else faded away as she looked into his beautiful dark eyes. He really was a sexy man. Zeke made her feel small and delicate, and all he was doing was holding her down. Her heart pounded against her chest.
Mary watched him take a deep breath inhaling her scent.