Page 2 of Dark Auctioned Mate

Rael scoffed and chuckled. “You are an enigma.”

She gave him a skeptical side-eye. “Says you.”

He leaned forward and took a shot himself. The liquid burned down his throat, just how he liked it. “You know, you read rooms.”

She glanced at him. “What?”

“The way you came in. Most people walk into a bar and look for their friends, or their phone signal, or the cheapest thing on the menu. You looked at the room.”

“Maybe I’m just cautious.”

Rael looked at her for a moment and nodded, “Yeah. That’s understandable.”

What was he thinking? That she was somehow involved in what he was in town for? His wolf stirred within him. Of course not. She looked and acted as innocent as the good girl next door.

Alanis turned on her stool to face him more fully, her chin resting on her hand. She held his gaze. The noise in the bar faded completely. Her fingers rested loosely around her glass, and he watched them, and then looked back up at her face, at her eyes, which were hooded with naked lust.

Her lips parted slightly, then closed. “I have a room at a nearby hotel. Just a street down from here.” She leaned slightly forward and ran her fingers down the opening of his shirt, touching the patch of skin there. “Care to join me?

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The door had barely clicked shut behind them before she turned around, and Rael kissed her.

She kissed him back with equal fervor. He walked her backward until her legs hit the bed. Then he stopped, grabbed her hips, turned her around, and pressed her front against the wall beside her bed. Her breath audibly hitched; her entire body trembled.

Rael leaned down until his mouth was at her ear. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” he murmured.

“Shut up and fuck me.”

Rael found the hem of her top, stripped it over her head, reached around, and unclasped her bra in one smooth motion. When it fell away, he cupped both her breasts from behind, as a loud whimper filled the room. He spun her around to face him, and he felt his heart stop beating.

Alanis was breathtaking. She had full, heavy breasts with dark nipples already peaked. His eyes roamed all over her body—the soft curve of her stomach, her wide hips, the lush weight of her thighs—all of it looked so supple.

Her arms started to slowly move over herself, as if to cover up. “Don’t,” he grabbed her wrists.

She lifted her chin. “I wasn’t—”

“You were.” He held her wrists loosely. “Keep them down.”

She stared at him for a moment, her jaw set, those grey eyes holding his gaze. Then her arms dropped to her sides.

Rael took his time. He learned what made her breath stutter and what made her moan.

He sucked her neck with his mouth and bit her collarbone with his teeth. He got his hands on her breasts, and she arched into his touch, her head falling back. He put one in his mouth, sucking one of the nipples until she gasped and squirmed, and then he went to the other and rolled the hardened peak between his fingers as she muttered more and more incoherent sounds.

“Rael...”

Chuckling darkly, he murmured, “It’s good to hear my name from your smart little mouth.”

After taking off his clothes, he moved to strip the rest of her clothes off and laid her back against the pillows. When she tried to move, he pinned her hip flat with one forearm. She stared at him with wide eyes, which were hazy with lust.

“Rael,” she breathed, her arms wrapping around his neck. “This waiting game is kind of getting old.”

Rael’s lips curved into a small smile as she arched her back to meet his lips halfway. “Patience is a virtue, Alanis.” He kissed her roughly, and she moaned loudly when he aligned his cock to her wet heat, running his cock along her slit and clit. “You think you’re ready for me?” He whispered against her mouth.

“You underestimate me.” Her gaze turned provocative, heavy with desire.

“Fuck,” Rael groaned, his forehead dropping to hers when she wrapped her hand around his cock and squeezed tightly.