Fuck she’s hot as hell and I can’t keep my eyes off of her now that I’ve seen her. I keep trying to catch her scent, but there’s too many other smells for me to scent hers out. And it isn’t uncommon for a working girl to cover her scent. That’s the complicated thing for an unmated she-wolf. Her scent will drive males crazy, whether they are her mates or not. And if she goes into heat? She’s not safe without those pills. What’s bothering me is the fact that she’s not responding to my alpha scent, especially with the fact that it’s amplified. All of the other she-wolves are basically drooling all over me. They’re doing their jobs and riling up my friends, but they keep watching me. Leaning towards me. Yeah, some of that is because I’m the alpha. Some of it is that, as a werewolf and an alpha, I’m fucking sexy as all fuck. I’m not bragging, it’s just fact. All alpha males and females are. But I think the fact that they keep movi
The alpha has been watching me since I walked into the room. I don’t know why. There’s no way that he could know that I’m a rogue. I’ve made sure that my scent is covered, as is my rogue mark. He can’t know. But something about his gaze is predatory and it’s scaring the shit out of me and I don’t know how to get away without raising a lot of questions. The scent of all the males have permeated the entire room, though, luckily, all of the females are using descenting spray. However, the alpha’s scent is the strongest in the room. I know it’s his just like I know my own name. It’s scary, overpowering, and authoritative. Like he owns the very air that we breathe. I mean, he is the alpha of our pack. It’s not a far fetch. But all of the females in the room seem to be falling over all themselves to get to him, his scent making their eyes glaze with desire. Just because I am not old enough to be paid for the services that
She’s trying to hide from my eyes, I can tell that. The meddling wrangler had gone up to her and told her what had happened and I saw her body tremble at the thought. It’s odd. I’ve had females be nervous about my attentions before, but because it’s a bit overwhelming to have the alpha want you. We alphas are known for our possessive prowess. It makes being under an alpha’s attention a lot to deal with. But their nerves are not because they didn’t want me. But Nova’s reaction…I have to say, it puzzles me. She seems genuinely scared. Like she doesn’t want anyone to notice her. And the fact that I have scares the absolute shit out of her. “She is a beauty. Banging body, too. Those fucking tits!” Jude says from beside me, only to stop when I growl at him. Like I said, we alphas can be possessive in our pursuit of a female, even if we don’t want to keep them for more than a night. Jude just laughs at me. Only my beta w
I come back to the bar, shaking from my encounter with the alpha. I must be breathing heavily and pale based on the way that Jorge is looking at me. “What did the, alpha want?” he asks, his voice low and intense, though he isn’t looking at me. His eyes have never left the other females, his eyes never ceasing to make sure that everything is above board. Me, I scream in my head. “Whiskey, neat,” I say instead. I know that fear has to be pumping out of my pores and the only reason that it isn’t perfuming the room is the descenting spray that I’m wearing. Jorge turns around. “Raoul, get the alpha’s drink. I’ll run it to him personally. Nova, you go make sure that the pool area is ready for the alpha and his party.” “Jorge, he’ll be pissed. He’s specifically said that he wants me to wait on him tonight.” Among other things. Jorge turns around and he must see what I already know to be true. The alpha’s eyes are still on
The look on here face is absolutely priceless. I know that the girl isn’t charmed. I know that she doesn’t want to kiss me. Not yet anyway. What I also know is that my little rabbit will do just about anything to get out of my hands at the moment. So asking her for a kiss right now isn’t out of the question. “Ivan?” she squeaks out, the uncertain look on her face looking utterly adorable. Something about my scent is working on her, but not enough that it can overcome her fear. I need to work on that. I move in close to her, so that much of our bodies come into contact with each breath that either of us takes. Goddess above do I want to scent her. She has to smell absolutely delectable. “I said, that I’ll happily take some of the whiskey on offer. But you have to kiss me.” A sly smirk comes over her face, one that nearly obliterates the apprehensive look in her eyes. “Of course.” She presses into me and Fang nearly
I do not like this feeling. Or should I say feelings. Because it isn’t just one thing that I’m feeling as the alpha runs may hands along his skin. Fear is a big one. It would be so fucking easy for me to fall in the water. For my descenting spray to wash off of me. For my makeup to wash off and my mark to be revealed. And then everyone would know that I’m a rogue. And I won’t be safe anymore. I’m also feeling a nervous excitement. I didn’t feel it before we touched, but now that we have, there is almost this electrical current moving from his skin to mine. It’s sending a need through me that I have never felt before and a desire to stoke it even further. It doesn’t help that my wolf is going insane inside of me, growling and wanting to come to the forefront to touch the alpha. The look in his eyes is intoxicating and, for a moment, I’m completely captivated. “Take my shirt off, Nova,” he whispers and that nervous ex
I had been pushed into the deep end, the pool floor ten feet below me. I’m trying hard to get my head above the water and I know that if I can relax I could probably figure out the floating thing. But I screamed as I fell into the water and I can feel my lungs constricting and burning for air. There’s no relaxing when you’re running out of air. But even I know this much about the human body: if your body needs oxygen desperately then there’s no way that you can stop it from taking a breath. You can put it off for a bit, but your body will eventually force you to take a breath. So, yeah. I’m panicking just a bit. I try with uncoordinated slices and slaps of my hands at the water to pull myself up as I continue to sink down into the water. I try to kick my legs like I’ve seen others do when they swim, but I’m too panicked. All I was doing was tiring myself out and burning the little bit of air that I still have in my lungs. It doesn’t take lon
SHIT! Goddess-damned, motherfucking shit! His eyebrows pinch and his eyes widen as he takes in my rogue mark. He’s distracted by what he’s just discovered and I use that to my advantage. Twisting from his grip, I take the towel that was in his hands and press it to my face as I move to stand and pull away. I’m winded and weak from nearly drowning and I know that my body right now is in fight, flight, or freeze mode. I am fleeing as fast as possible. The second that I’m standing, I pull the ponytail out of my hair, letting it down and pulling it to cover my face. Luckily, my bunny headband had fallen off in the pool, along with my heels. I don’t have to worry about that stopping my hair from falling across my mark. The next thing that I do is haul ass out of there. I don’t know how much of my mark is exposed and I’m sure that the descenting spray is gonna wear off soon. The other wolves will be able to scent me out. They’ll smell
I stare down at the male in front of me, the alpha of my pack. I should feel power at having him kneel in front of me. Smugness. Satisfaction. All I feel is a love. And a healthy does of fear. Because he could very easily be lying just to get me to stay. He could just be using me, like everyone else in this awful life. How do I trust him? Neither Bite nor I know what to do at this point. “I don’t know how to trust you,” I tell him. “Not just because of the mark. I’ve…There’s never been anyone other than Cody that I could trust.” His eyes soften, his tight muscles loosen as he looks at me. Carefully, slowly, he reaches out and strokes my cheek. “I am sorry, little rabbit. You have a had a heard life. And I have just made it harder for you.” Even with how angry I am, the sense of his betrayal still sizzling in my veins, I lean into his touch. He is my mate after all. I close my eyes and let my self sink into the feeling of sparks that flow across my skin. When I ope
She’s dressed in a dress, nondescript t-shirt and jeans, her honey blonde hair hanging down in front of one side of her face, as if she’s trying to cover her rogue mark. She doesn’t know that it’s gone yet, Fang says. But it’s not what she looks like that I’m hung up on right now. It’s the bag that’s packed and sitting on the bed beside her that has all of my attention. It’s like being kicked in the chest. All the air leaves my lungs and makes me want to double over. Pain like I’ve never felt floods through my body. I’ve fucked this up. She doesn’t want me. Hell, why would she after me marking her without asking her if it was ok? I basically forced this on her. I’d kill someone who did that to me. Of course she’s leaving me. Of course she hates me. Stop spiraling! Fang screams in my head. Get your shit together so that we can convince her to stay. Because I’m NOT losing my mate! He’s right. He’s absolutely right. I won’t let her leave me. I’d do what ever I can
I have never felt the pleasure that rippled through my body when Ivan gave me our finishing orgasm and he bit me. It was like an electric shock zapped through my entire body, coiling me tight and then making everything loose and uncoordinated. Every part of my skin sang with the feeling of the matebond. It was fucking amazing, even when he moved off of me to cuddle me to him. That’s until I realized what he did to me. He took away my choice. He took away my life. He took away my chance to find Cody. So I punched him. I punched him, cursed him out, and ran. Was it stupid? Yes. Will it change anything? No. Will he be able to find me wherever I go because of the matebond? Yup. Did it feel fucking amazing at the time? Hell yeah it did. Cause fuck that shit. I know that he is my mate and both Bite and I really like him. But you don’t just tie someone to you like that without making sure they’re ok with it. Ever heard of fucking consent? Yeah, I wanted my brains fucked
I’m stunned for a second realizing that Fang is right. Somewhere between our orgasm and me marking Nova as mine her rogue mark disappeared. Does that mean she’s a part of our pack? Fang responds, his voice sounding as surprised as mine is, I don’t know. But you need to go after our mate. You need to get her to come back to us. That gets me moving. I was so stunned by the fact that Nova’s mark was gone that I forgot that I needed to get to my mate. I get out of bed and hurriedly put on a pair of sweats and a shirt. I step into my sneakers, tying them quickly. I don’t need to transform to find Nova. My mark on her skin will always tell me where she is. And I have a feeling that I know where she’s gone. Through the mind link, I contact Jude, Bryson, Jakobi, and Erick as I grab my keys and head out of the alpha suite and down the packhouse stairs. I need your help. It’s Nova. Erick’s voice comes out as a growl in my head. What the fuck did you do now? Yeah, Erick and I a
The feeling of sinking into Nova’s hot, wet, tight pussy nearly short circuits my brain. Feeling her stretch to accommodate me and her muscles squeezing me has my heart pumping and my balls pulled up tight against me. If I wasn’t so focused on making sure that I wasn’t hurting her, I would have blown my load before I was fully seated inside of her. I rub her clit with my thumb, trying to relax her so that she can take all of me. “Relax, little rabbit. Let me in.” Goddess above, looking at her blown pupils and slack jaw, results of her blissed-out state, is the most erotic thing that I’ve ever seen. Suddenly, her body convulses beneath me, hips bucking, back bowing, and head being thrown back as an unexpected orgasm rocks her. She tightens around me and then relaxes so much that I bottom out inside of her. I’m sweating and breathing heard at the feeling of pleasure and this overwhelming feeling of rightness at being joined with my mate for the first time. When I can finally ge
As soon as I tell Ivan that I need him inside of me, he pulls his boxers off. Fuck, he is mouthwatering. Chiseled abs, an Adonis “v,” and his fucking hard…calves. Who the hell am I kidding? His dick is fucking EVERYTHING. Higher end of average in length but fucking THICK. Damn. This is the first time that I’ve really responded to a guy on this physical of a level. But instead of dissecting that, I’m just going with it. Because right now, for once in my life, I want to go with what my heart wants. Not what is safe. I want Ivan. Bite wants Ivan. Why stop myself? He’ll help me find Cody, so it’s not like I’ll be breaking my promise to him. I can have my mate and my best friend. And I’m going to let myself enjoy it. “Let me touch you.” I’m not ashamed to say that I begged. I want to feel him. I want to touch him and give him pleasure just like he’s doing to me. Ivan doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t really have to. He puts my legs around his waist, his cock li
Hearing her talk about another male has both Fang and I in a frenzy. And thinking that she would leave us for him, that she’d give this up, this feeling, this pleasure, this love, this fucking need for each other has me needing to claim her. To exert some of the feelings that the matebond has conjured on her. That’s how we’ve gotten here, her hands tied above her by her shirt, her legs over my shoulders, and my mouth on her pussy. Fucking hell, she tastes divine. Strawberries and musk, and a taste all her own. I press my mouth hard against her, happy to drown in her arousal if that’s what happens. “IVAN!” she screams as I continue to lick her and thrust my fingers into her through her orgasm, refusing to stop even as she rolls into another one. I would give anything to stay here for hours. Days. The rest of my fucking life. She’s mine. Mine. And I’ll never let her go. I growl against her thigh, sucking at the sensitive skin as she breathes heavily above me. It makes her
“You’re mine and I’m not letting you go.” That’s what Ivan…Fang had said when I told him that I wasn’t good for him. He and Ivan had just laid their feelings out for me. They want me. And they’ll do anything to keep me. And then Fang took me in that devastating kiss. Fuck, this man knows how to use his mouth, Bite says in the back of my head. She’s not wrong. I can already feel my panties getting wet from just the kiss. It’s methodical, calculating, and utterly devastating. I had stiffened the first time that he touched me as a reflex left over from my times with the rogues. But with the help of Bite, the matebond, and my own growing feelings for Ivan, that went away fast. Bite had come forward and was sharing my awareness as Fang basically worshipped my mouth. She wants to badly to introduce herself to her mate, but I think that she knows that if that is going to happen, I have to be comfortable being here. She has to find a way to get me to stay here. And Ivan is the
Move over, Fido. I wanna taste her too, I say in our mind to Fang. But Fang doesn’t respond. Well, ok. That’s not completely true. He doesn’t respond verbally. He moves our leg so that one of them wedges between hers. With her pressed against the door, there is no wiggle room. He’s pressing between her legs, directly against her pussy. Opening her legs releases the scent of her arousal into the air and the scent of her musk makes my cock pulsate, not just twitch. I want to be the one making her feel like this. FANG! I bark at him. Give me back my body. Fang literally growls, curling into her body and using our grip on her ass to rock her on our leg. I can feel the heat of her core against my thigh and her panties have started to get wetter. It rubs her arousal against our skin and knowing that she’s this aroused already has me clawing at the barrier that Fang has erected to get to touch her myself. Fang isn’t having to rock her hips anymore, she ‘s moving herself again