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  (mf, paranormal, wolf shifters, Alpha heroine, geek hero, IR romance between secondary characters)

  Geek Chic (Bleacke Shifters 2), 71k words

  A wolf hasn’t just met his mate…but his match.

  Dewi Bleacke’s life is complicated enough, between settling in with Ken, her new vegetarian mate, being the Targhee pack’s Head Enforcer, and trying to manage daily responsibilities running the extended pack council there in Tampa.

  Oh, yeah, her brothers insist on a formal wedding.

  But when long-time friend and Enforcer partner, Beck, finds his mate during an operation, Dewi feels guilty that he has to let her go or risk the completion of their job. She makes it her responsibility to help Beck track her down.

  Looks like the headstrong Namiyah Drexler won’t be easy to get along with. Until Nami’s family gets in trouble, and she needs Dewi’s help to save them. Adding insult to injury, Nami teams up with Ken to help plan the shifter wedding of all weddings.

  Dewi would rather face a drug gang than wear a froufrou dress…or, she just might have to do both.

  Geek Chic

  Bleacke Shifters Book 2

  by Lesli Richardson

  © 2014

  WWW.LESLIRICHARDSON.COM

  Geek Chic

  Bleacke Shifters Book 2

  Copyright © 2014 by Lesli Richardson

  First E-book Publication: October, 2014

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  Table of Contents

  Dedication

  Author’s Note

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  About the Author

  Dedication

  This one’s for Hubby and Sir, my own special geeks.

  A special shout-out to Vanessa W. in my Tymber’s Trybe reader group. I asked for input on the heroine’s name for this book, and her suggestion exactly hit the spot. :) And thanks to Bonnie C. for the name Lu’ana for one of the heroine’s sisters.

  Author's Note

  The events of this book take place immediately following Bleacke’s Geek (Bleacke Shifters 1). It is strongly recommended the books in this series be read in order.

  Chapter One

  Ken closed his eyes as he floated on his back in the peaceful serenity of the pool. Outside the screened lanai dusk had settled, giving way to the quiet sounds of night falling across their nearly five hundred heavily wooded acres in rural southern central Pasco County.

  He’d spent the day finalizing plans for the new secure computer network the pack would be using. He’d been at it for over two weeks and was nearly ready to start testing the network and secure project management software he’d put into place on a dedicated virtual server. With Peyton appointing Dewi to lead the new expanded pack here in the Tampa area, they needed an easy—and secure—way to quickly communicate between the two pack councils and keep track of things.

  Then I can really focus on the wedding plans.

  That would be another battle. Peyton and Trent wanted to throw their baby sister a full formal wedding in Idaho.

  Dewi owned the title of Head Enforcer for the Targhee Pack, and was a fierce Prime Alpha wolf shifter. But getting her into a froufrou wedding dress, which her two older brothers insisted she would wear, might take more advanced powers of persuasion than even Ken had over her as her mate.

  I could always try crying.

  He discarded that idea. Nah, that would be pretty wimpy.

  He didn’t open his eyes when he heard the sliders from the living room open, followed by the tell-tale click of lupine nails on the concrete pool deck. Then they sped up and stopped a fraction of a second before a huge wolf cannonballed into the pool, splashing Ken and fracturing the water’s smooth surface.

  Ken stood up, feet touching bottom, and wiped the water from his eyes. Dewi emerged at the surface, shifting back from wolf form. Naked, her long, brown hair lay plastered to her skull and a wide grin split her face. She wrapped her body around him, grinding her hips against his through his bathing suit.

  She kissed him. “Hiya.”

  He smiled down at her. “Just couldn’t resist, could you?” Dewi and Beck been out handling some pack member issues down in Sarasota. Ken had heard her Saleen return a few minutes earlier, the car’s throaty, rumbling exhaust echoing off the trees surrounding the clearing the house sat in. He’d wondered how long it would take her to seek him out.

  Not long, as it turned out.

  “Nope. Never can resist a good cannonball.” She kissed him again. “I missed you.”

  He kissed her back, nibbling on her lower lip. “Missed you, too. But you were only gone a few hours.”

  “Nine hours and twenty-three minutes, to be exact.”

  “I didn’t realize how precise you were regarding time.”

  “When it comes to time away from you, every second sucks.”

  Over the past three weeks since the showdown with Endquist, it’d been easier for Ken to settle into his role as Dewi’s mate and head computer geek for the Targhee pack. It was obvious his sexy fiancée didn’t give two hoots about Ken’s body not being ripped with bulky muscles.

  Not like Beck, her fellow Alpha wolf shifter Enforcer…and former squeeze.

  “So when does Martin officially start working?” he asked.

  Dewi frowned. “Do we really have to discuss business right now?” She shifted her hips against his again, rubbing her body against his cock through the fabric of his swimsuit. “I’ve been working all day. I’ve earned my playtime.”

  Ken would not be distracted, however. “Babe, I know you’re not happy that Peyton made you take on another Enforcer. I get it. We all get it. You’ve made it abundantly clear. But you keep forgetting that having someone besides you, Beck, and Badger in the area will give you more playtime with me.”

  She looked downright pouty, her gorgeous mocha-colored eyes staring up at him. “Don’t need another Enforcer in the area,” she grumbled.

  “Oh, my god, Dewi. S
top it.” He untangled himself from her despite his cock’s protests to the contrary. “You need help. All three of you need help. If nothing else, Beck and Badger need the help, even if you don’t want it. When does he start?”

  She huffed a little. “He’s moving down this weekend,” she said. “Beck’s letting him stay at his place until he finds a place of his own. Beck’s going to stay here.” She looked like a thought had struck her. “I’m sorry. I should have asked if you were okay with that plan first. If you’re not, I can—”

  He kissed her again, long and hard, pulling her body close and cupping one hand around the nape of her neck. When he finished, his cock was screaming for action but he maintained control. With his forehead pressed against hers, he gently said, “I’m fine with Beck staying here. I don’t have a problem with Beck. We’ve been through this.”

  That wasn’t just magnanimous lip service on his part, either. He and Beck had come to a friendly and easy truce after Ken killed Endquist, saving both his own and Dewi’s lives in the process.

  Something even Beck admitted he might not have been able to manage under the circumstances, had their positions been reversed.

  Ken considered Beck more than just a friend. Ken considered Beck family. Yes, Beck had shared Dewi’s bed for several years. That didn’t matter to him.

  Ken knew where he stood in Dewi’s heart as her mate. Under any other circumstances, with any other woman, he knew he would have felt jealous and inferior compared to someone like Beck. The beefy man would have rankled Ken’s last nerve.

  But not as Dewi’s mate. Not when her love and devotion pulsed through every cell in her body and into him.

  It didn’t hurt that Ken couldn’t shake feeling guilty for swooping in and taking Beck’s place. Even though Beck had flat-out told him not to feel like that.

  I hope Beck finds a mate soon. I feel bad for him.

  Dewi caressed Ken’s cheek. “I feel bad for him, too,” she whispered.

  He smiled as he touched his index finger to the middle of her forehead and gently tapped. “I keep forgetting you can read my mind when we’re this close.” It was a quirk of their bond, and the fact that Dewi wasn’t just an Alpha, but a very powerful Prime, as well.

  “Sorry.”

  “No apologies. Stop it.”

  She snuggled into his arms again. “You eat dinner yet?”

  “Not yet. I was waiting for you. I grazed this afternoon. Eh, no pun intended.”

  Still, she snickered. “My vegetarian mate. I’m glad Peyton didn’t tease you about that.”

  “That makes two of us, babe.”

  “Ye damned heathen,” Badger bellowed from the open sliders. “Ye tryin’ to air-condition all of Florida? Close the feckin’ doors, girl. I raised ye better than that.”

  “Sorry,” she called out, even though the amused lilt in her tone told Ken she felt anything but repentant. “I was in a hurry.”

  “Hurry or not, the light bill is high enough as it is, young lady.” The older Prime Alpha wolf slammed the sliders shut.

  Dewi giggled. “I’m in trouble.” She draped her arms around Ken. “Want to get me in a little more?”

  “Lucky for you, I grabbed two towels before I came out here.” He started edging them toward the stairs. “Badger will skin you alive if you drip water all over his clean floors.”

  “I’m not going to be able to coax you into pool sex right now, am I?”

  Ken rubbed noses with her. “Not when I’m this hungry, no.”

  “Dammit,” she muttered, letting him lead her to the stairs.

  “After dinner, baby,” he said. “Food first, fun later.”

  * * * *

  Ken managed to hold Dewi off until just after dinner. She unleashed her powers of persuasion on him after she closed the bedroom door behind them and then turned on him, dropping to her knees.

  This time, she would not be denied. She looked up into his sweet brown gaze as she worked on the button and zipper of his shorts. “Get that shirt off,” she growled. “I want you naked.”

  “Ooh, someone’s feisty,” he teased as he pulled his shirt off over his head and dropped it to the floor.

  She yanked down his shorts, and his briefs, and then let out a soft, satisfied moan echoed by him as she swallowed his stiff cock all the way down to the root.

  Settling in, she licked and sucked him, wanting to get him off like that and knowing she’d be able to get him off again later. She’d ached for him all day, their still relatively new mating bond roaring strong and fierce inside her.

  When he buried his hands in her hair and fisted it, she let out a happy growl.

  “I’m taking over, baby,” he whispered as he did just that, controlling her movements, now fucking her mouth instead of her sucking him.

  Like a switch being flipped, that sweet sensation of her soul melting took over. She wrapped her hands around the back of his thighs and held on as he set the pace, the tempo, how deep he eased his shaft between her lips, everything.

  Another happy moan escaped her.

  “That’s it, baby,” he whispered. “I know what you like.”

  Yes, she liked it. Loved it. Loved him, loved when he took over. No, this intimacy wasn’t something anyone else would ever witness, but just because she was physically stronger than him didn’t mean he didn’t own her completely.

  It was a two-way street, of course. And for the first time in her life, with Ken as her mate, she’d found safety in being able to let go to him, let him be in control of her in this way.

  After all, Ken had saved them both against a Prime Alpha wolf bent on killing them, despite a direct standing Prime order from her to Ken not to touch a firearm unless she was teaching him.

  Big bollocks, in Badger-speak.

  And he was all hers.

  Just like she was all his.

  Forever.

  Closing her eyes, she soaked in the waves of pleasure rolling from his soul as he slowly stroked his cock back and forth between her lips, her tongue flicking at the head and slit as he withdrew just to plunge in again.

  Sex with Beck had always been fun, but with him she’d never felt pleasure to the deepest recesses of her soul, the complete emotional satisfaction she got with Ken.

  She thought he was going to let her finish him off like that, but once again he showed her who was in charge. With a fist firmly gripping her hair, he pulled his cock from her mouth and urged her to her feet and over to the bed. There, he bent her over the end, face down.

  “Hands on the bed,” he whispered in her ear. “And don’t move.”

  Need pulsed through her, but disobeying him never crossed her mind. Not out of fear, but out of love and pleasure.

  He shoved the hem of her T-shirt up, then pulled her shorts and panties off and dropped them on the floor. Reaching between her legs, two fingers easily slid inside her.

  He chuckled. “My poor little wolf is all horny, huh?”

  She squirmed her hips against his hand, urging him to finger-fuck her. “Yes,” she gasped.

  But he pulled his hand away, drawing a disappointed moan from her.

  “Oh, don’t worry.” He stepped behind her, fisting his shaft and working it inside her. Once he was completely buried in her pussy, he folded his body over hers, lacing his fingers through hers and pinning her to the bed.

  He kissed the back of her right shoulder. “Who’s my mate?” he whispered.

  “Me!”

  They’d had a near-tragedy early on, when he’d bit her and she wasn’t ready for it, triggering her Prime Alpha to rage to the surface. She’d had to call for Beck to come punch her, to knock her out and derail the ugly chain reaction of events that almost transpired.

  But then, after Ken had managed to shoot and kill Endquist despite his own injuries, Dewi had felt a deep, overwhelming hunger to have her human mate mark her.

  And he had.

  And now, she wanted it again.

  He slowly withdrew his cock from her, un
til just the head remained inside. When she tried to flex her hips and fuck him, he just shifted position, denying her.

  “Hold still,” he whispered.

  Whining, she complied.

  “Such a good girl,” he whispered. His lips feathered over her shoulder again.

  When he paused, she knew what would happen next, but still wasn’t quite ready when he plunged his cock hard and deep inside her while simultaneously sinking his teeth into the flesh of her shoulder.

  Dewi bit down on the comforter to stifle her scream of pleasure as her orgasm ripped through her. Once Ken had realized how hard it made her come when he bit her, he usually did it at least a couple of times a week.

  Throaty, satisfied chuckles rumbled through his chest and into her back.

  “You have no idea how much I enjoy making you do that,” he mentally said to her through their bond.

  She couldn’t reply, mentally or not. She was too busy trying not to howl with pleasure, which would draw an angry pounding on their door from Badger to keep it down.

  He slowly started fucking her as he released his bite and licked the wound. He squeezed her hands, his body pinning hers. The comforter’s fabric rubbed against her nipples, adding to the pleasure rippling through her. She picked up his tempo, matching him, unable to rush him.

  He wanted at least one more from her, she knew, and he would hold back until he got it. For a guy who’d had very little sexual experience before they’d met, he’d quickly made up for lost time.

  And he never failed to rock her world.

  “One more, baby,” he whispered, picking up on her thoughts. “You know me. I’m an overachiever.”

  He knew she liked it hard and rough, and that’s what he proceeded to give her, driving his hips against hers, fast and deep until another release spun out of control inside her body.