ROCCOI had her right where I wanted. Finally, In my arms, my kisses making her scent intensify driving my wolf wild. I'm normally a lot more of a gentleman but I couldn't stop my cock stiffening with every second of contact. There was no disguising how much I wanted her.Reduced to a walking erection like a foolish teen. Still, I'll leave that bit out of my future reminiscing.Scarily resembling a dream she whispered those magic words, her eyes swirling gold. Do I want to get out of here? Absolutely I do."Lead the way," as she took my hand and smirked. She took off running, literally grabbing me and leaving the square as fast as possible. Her chest bounced in her purple gown and I couldn't help wondering how easy it would be to take off.A hundred metres later we were at a standard, faceless collection of porch-fronted wooden houses. She led me to one with girly pink rose bushes at the front and pushed open the front door."In here, quick," she said gi
SELENEOh my good god. Hell fire, oh my days and every other saying there is to possibly use.My imagination had wandered ever since we first met but still. I had never reached the scenario where I was completely naked on my mothers wooden staircase with his head between my legs.We both knew he wasn't done though. This was all building to the main event. He rubbed his huge cock against my entrance and not breaking eye contact gave it the little push it needed to pass my resistance. And oh…my…god.Seeing as sensible Selene was dead in a ditch I couldn't help sitting up, grabbing his ridiculously firm ass and pulling him deeper in. He roared like a lion as inch after inch sunk into me.I moaned too, even after all the foreplay he was a very tight fit. It was a lot to handle but I couldn't get enough. Feeling that full, as stretched and satisfied as possible. He hadn't even started moving yet. I was doomed."Oh god, why the fuck did I even bother with huma
ROCCOAs soon as I opened my mouth, I knew I had made a mistake. Like a bucket of cold water her pretty lips tightened in hesitation. I cursed my wolf, I’d scratched the itch, so to speak so why was I trying to take more? I should have just played it cool and assumed our paths could come together again for a repeat encounter.So I’d bailed, and now my paws pounded through across the town square. A sickening sense of déjà vu accompanied me as I weaved through houses, heading to the forest. I was a lot faster on four paws compared to eight-year-old legs.My wolf howled at her coldness. What did Selene find so wrong with me? Was it the casino, the playboy thing? She hides away from finding a mate, not a problem. I don't want one either. This is what you get for almost letting your guard down.Yes, I’m very angry right now. Fighting rejection as well the memories of the past.Finally darting into the pine trees, trying to outrun a million different emotions. I h
SELENEIf Troy hadn’t been missing, I would have driven away before the sun even came up. When I couldn’t track him down a mild freak-out erupted until I realised the idiot had left his phone under my pillow.The only good thing about throwing my guts up outside the town hall like a failed teenage rebel was that it helped me get sober quicker. I’d staggered back into the house and felt my wolf wince in pain at the fact the hallway still smelt of Rocco. It had been a few hours since we parted but that earthy rich scent, the one that seemed to curl up deep within my core and warm me, lingered like smoke. I snapped at my wolf to back off, horny little beast wanted me to head out there and find him. We’ve got bigger issues to fix right now than chasing Rocco down for round two. My wolf sarcastically reminded me it would be round four seeing as Rocco had reduced me to a quivering, panting wreck three times already. Still, I shouldn’t have shot him down like that. I
ROCCOIt's been a week since my failed attempt to persuade Selene to extend our…whatever the hell we had. In that week as I'm sure you can tell I've done a lot. The gym's boxing bags have been smashed repeatedly to the extent my arms now constantly ache. The casino has had a full stock take and I'm finally committing to this casino for Wicknace. My fifty-fifty interest in its success is only going to make me look suspicious when the meaty mafia nasties show up.I need to put a proper stamp on the place, make it distinctive and cool like the Gilded Falcon, even if it's only for opening night. The Jasmine Quartet needs to be the diamond of the hotel sector. Tourists need to be drawn like moths.This means poor Jax over at Godiva has had a bit of a shock to the system. I'm all over her, not in the way she would prefer me to be obviously, but my phone calls and emails are proving taxing. I want certain carpets, a rich casino red with flashes of royal blue. I'm talk
SELENEIt is amazing how busy you can make yourself when you don't want to think about an issue. Thankfully Pen had given birth to a little boy, she now had two of each. Hopefully that would be the end of Juliens demands on her body. I quickly organised a package of toys for the other children, a big online card from myself and Troy. All filled with the joy for a birth that I knew deep down Pen didn’t want to happen in the first place. Celebrating the birth of an innocent that was forced upon the mother. The thought stuck in my throat as I entered my payment details for the pretend plastic joy I was posting her way. Avoiding thinking about the threat of Jimmy, Marie and Pen's shitty lives back home was exhausting. Above all, Rocco. My dreams were torturous, always ending up naked on those stairs, begging him to do whatever he wanted. My dreams always seemed to end in his dark eyes, glittering in the gloom overwhelming me once more.I also dreamt about the
ROCCOIf I wasn’t confused before I certainly am now.“So she realises it’s me and says “oh”, all breathy and sweet, then hangs up? What’s going on with that?”“Honestly man, if she’d have wanted to talk to you, she would have, it’s been two days you’ve got to move on,” Callum answered, not for the first time as he lugged crates of spirits in for the Friday night rabble. A big bachelor party in tonight, all three of us working to make sure it goes smoothly.Jacob is sorting out the dealers’ tables from across the other side of the room. We haven’t talked about anything serious since I slid over Troy’s number to him. He took it, shoving it into his pocket as though it was on fire. I’m guessing Callum has no idea but then he has got himself a girlfriend.Pauline, the dealer who I took the jacket off, has been caught under his spell. Hey, I told you I never slept with the staff. I can’t account for my partner's tastes. Pauline is a sassy brunette with bright ey
SELENEOf course, the only proper way to top off a weird, shitty week would be to bump into Rocco outside the restaurant. Troy and I still weren’t speaking. Like an alley cat he could choose to vanish when he wanted, he had a lot of friends, and I knew he was punishing me for going out with Greg.Like I told him at the time, and all the times before, he’s a sensible, safe choice. I’m not risking my heart, but I get some laughs, some company, maybe some good sex, is that not enough? Troy needs to stop thinking everything is a fairy tale. Following the path towards mates and destiny doesn’t mean happiness. You need to make your own happy place. Why not give Greg a chance?Sadly there was no bouncy gay stylist working for me as I got ready, no giggles or sneaky glasses of wine to loosen up. I solemnly dressed and went for a relatively boring black cocktail dress and heels. If it wasn’t for the slit up the thigh, it would have been workwear really.I almost felt num
SELENEI don't know how much of the wedding I've got cemented in my memory. I'll never forget his face though. The way his expression changed when our eyes met. He was already looking handsome, that dark blue colour my favourite of his suits.He didn't break out into a goofy smile or make any silly gestures like I've seen at other weddings. He just watched and took me in. His eyes never left mine, just dark, intense and brooding as he studied my approach. Knowing how intensely he was watching made my skin crackle.The matching vows was too insane for words. Our wolves were in sync, content and happy being reunited after a day apart. The meal with Rocco and Jacob was great fun too. We laughed and drank the night away.He loved my present of the string quarter, and I adored my flowers. I had one extra present for him. I slid a wrapped watch box over to him as we finished our cake and champagne.Rocco and Troy watched on in curiosity as he opened it and burst out in
TWO WEEKS LATERROCCOWhen we first started these pleasant little chats I would never have guessed where we would end.To be specific, well actually…can you guess? I'm in a very smart navy blue suit, white open shirt. I have an exotic hot pink orchid pinned to my lapel by a ridiculously over excited Troy.Jacobs is in a matching suit, Troy is in a white linen suit. He's already strutted in, declared he's too hot for this drama and just wants to get to the bar. Yet I know he's joking. He's already pulled me to one side and told me Selene is the only bit of his heart that doesn't belong to Jacob.Yes. You're here for my wedding. My bride is going to walk down the aisle any minute. I picked the flowers. Driving the long, winding way to Florida we had a blast. So many random towns, restaurants, mind blowing views and funny locals. By the time we arrived in Florida the plans were set. We would be married on the end of the pier at sunset. Its shit for photos
SELENEI had to drag my ass in to work this morning. Not because I was unsure about quitting but leaving Rocco alone in my bed was torture to my soul.I am so pleased my idea to head to the boardwalk paid off. He is the sweetest yet strongest guy I've ever met. And we're engaged too. What the hell. And we're going to be millionaires. It's insane.It's weird how synchronised we are despite the differences in our personality. All the way home we talked about different business ideas and locations. The actual getting married we both agree will be something low key and simple. We both want Jacob and Troy there but apart from that I'm not too bothered what we do.Life is just getting started. As my heels click along the floor to Godiva for the last time I notice how run down the reception is. Like a few days away makes you notice everything with fresh eyes. I smiled to myself as I took the lift, as I had done everything time since that Rocco snared me in it.I th
ROCCO Selene taking me out for dinner, she's humming a happy little tune, she's absolutely plotting something. It's around four in the afternoon but she's itching to get away. I find myself watching her fluttering about, filling a bag with soda and chips. She wasn't planning a regular outing to a restaurant and I waited for her to notice me. She wore a gorgeous teal tunic dress and leggings. Her blonde curls were loose and wavy, framing that pretty heart-shaped face. Her hazel eyes had a sparkle, she was loving having a little surprise for me and it made my heart surge. "Do I need to take anything?" "If you can find me the car keys then were good to go," she smiled. Back in the lamborghini once more she took the wheel and I sat back as she sped off, the city soon a distant outline on the horizon. For once I wasn't on the road to Silverlake, not that I watched the road too much. My eyes, urged by my wolf pushed me to keep taking a mental picture o
SELENE My wolf snickered in delight as her cheeky little plan worked. I'd been quickly sifting through my wardrobe looking for an appropriate "resigning from my job with no intention to work any leave" outfit when the black velvet jacket glinted. I'd always wondered what he would have done that first night if Jax and Greg hadn't inadvertently ruined the moment. Why not find out my wolf had purred and I quickly found the matching black pencil skirt from the same evening. His face lit up when he saw me. His apartment was exactly as I expected, grey and sterile. Rocco put all of his soul into his casino, not a cosy home life. It also meant when he pulled me to him, surrounded by all that grey and metal it felt like I was back in that changing room all over again. "So what was your plan, that night?" "Hmm, the first time you wore this?" I nodded as he took my hand and lead me over to his kitchen island. "Well…I was already disappointed you hadn't
ROCCO One of the amazing things about having Selene for a mate - she is one clever, clever cookie. Arter a very long sleep together in her huge bed its afternoon before I phone Jacob to get his buy in on the new plan. Those guys were already in Florida enjoying the beach. Selene was tapping away on her laptop I'm the crowd of my arm composing her resignation letter. I didn't ask about that just yet. More pressing issues right now like the fact I'm probably a wanted man after that shootout. It was time to give Johnny Deco a call. It may seem like a suicide move and it probably is. Considering the easy mob hit and safe full of drugs turned into a gunslinger firefight with duffel bags full of washing powder i doubt he wants to chat. "Rocco, you've got some balls to be phoning me," he growled lowly. "Johnny, hear me out, I've got the solution for us both just tell me where you meet you. Your terms, no games here." Silence greeted my effort. It was alw
SELENE It all feels too natural, so relaxed. Stood on the porch with Roccos strong hand around my waist, his thumb softly stroking the inside curve of my side. The raging fireworks of the heat period had been replaced with a gentle hum of connection. It didn't stop me craving him though. From the porch I could see the three covered bodies in the town square. Real life is waiting for us alongside this absolute disaster. Troy managed to lighten the mood at least, "darling there's been a bloodbath I don't think showtunes are going to be required " looking at my navy and white polka dress with disdain. "Thank you Troy," I said earnestly, "I owe you one." He rolled his eyes, "just never ever lose your phone again and I'm happy." The town was buzzing with gossip. This was the most dramatic thing to happen in our pack for twenty years. It meant nothing to me though. None of us had fought for the Silverlake Pack. We had fought for each other. To overcome
ROCCO Well, shit a brick that was intense. It’s so intense that I’m lying on teenage Selene’s bed, knowing she’s in the shower and I can’t even bring myself to go and interrupt her. I’m kind of frozen, my jaw clenched tightly as flashbacks run riot through my mind. Teeth, fur, blood and throat cold feeling of stone cobbles assault my senses. There is too much to sort out. I’m feeling overwhelmed. Callum’s dead body is in the casino cellar. I’ve killed the Alpha of a pack, realistically there should be a mob baying for my head on a stick. I nearly lost Selene. I think that’s what’s upsetting me more than anything. The guilt of losing Callum and being only minutes away from losing Selene has turned my stomach, every organ in my body upside down. Then its kicked them into a blender and minced me. The water stops and Selene steps out of the shower and I need to make a choice. Do I confide…or pretend to be okay, slap on a cheeky Rocco mask and mak
SELENE I knew it was Rocco the instant I saw his brown fur, his brown eyes met mine and my wolf leapt up in my chest. I must have looked terrifying with my blonde hair all crazy and wild, pale, shivering and locked in a cage. But he was here. Whatever Jimmy had tried to do to him he had escaped. Hah, fuck you Jimmy I thought briefly. That was before Alpha Wicknace made his garbled speech and flung an axe. Now I’m watching my mate fight for his life. Troy is here too, my heart melted when I saw he was there, he truly is the best friend I could ever wish for. How can nobody else in this town be fighting for me? How are they all stood around watching these six wolves tear themselves apart and stand there. Pathetic, the lot of them. When I see Rocco and Wicknace going at it my wolf is in agony. I want to help, I need to shift and take part, help my mate. I wave and gesture at Pen and Marie who are stood close, “get the keys” I mouth, pointing at the discarded pa