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His words have me stilling, and he just laughs at me.
“I hate you,” I blurt out.
“Good. I wouldn’t expect anything less. Now shut your eyes.”
Drawing them shut, I know sleep won’t come. Crap, why does he have to smell so divine? All I can think about is how good it could feel to have him against me, skin to skin. I imagine his cock sliding in between my legs, and a pulse throbs at my core.
His breath hitches behind me.
I freeze.
Oh fuck, he can smell my heat.
Alpha
Her sugary scent teases my senses and fills my nostrils. Her heat burns through me… little vixen wants me just as much. My balls are drawn up and feel heavy. I’m really not doing myself any favors here. She’s promised to someone else. But she’ll escape during the night if I fall asleep, and being a light sleeper, I’ll feel her moving out from under me. So I hold her close.
She keeps wriggling that tight ass of hers, and the more she pushes me, the more I won’t be able to control what I do next. All I can picture is me driving into her, filling her, making her scream. I’ve never felt so desperately fucking horny before. What I feel is that instantaneous lust, and my body is alive, ready to claim her. I do my best to hold on to my sanity. I glance down to where her coat and skirt has ridden up over her rear. The thin fabric of her black underwear follows the curve of her ass. My dick pulses at the thought of touching her everywhere.
My heart and I lie there with her in my arms, drowning in that sweet vanilla and clementine fragrance, mixed with her slick heat.
Holding her tight, my fingers graze the soft skin of her stomach, my cock pressing against her ass cheeks.
She suddenly shuffles to roll over, her ass rubbing over my dick, sending me ridiculously close to the edge of losing my mind. I hiss an inhale as she twists to face me.
“That’s better,” she grumbles as she curls her body to ensure no part of her touches my now painfully solid erection. She drags that coat over her and wraps herself up in it with just her head sticking out. Her mouth tugs into a grin with a look of satisfaction, like she’s won. Hell, I haven’t even started if that’s the game she wants to play. But I won’t let myself go there. Because if she begs me to take her, I won’t stop until I have her beneath me and writhing.
Her breath sears across my bare chest, and she looks up at me with amusement. Her pale bronze eyes remind me of a sunset after a violent storm that shakes the earth. That’s what meeting her feels like.
“Good night,” I say, and with my hand still around her back, I wrench her toward me.
She gasps as her body slams up against mine, my dick nestled perfectly between us. With a grin curling my lips, I close my eyes.
I feel her hatred, setting off sparks of awareness across my body.
“Why do you even care if I go back with you? You can tell your Alpha you didn’t find me.”
I crack open one eye to her glare, then another. “You want me to lie? I’m guessing you’ve never been in a pack environment before. You’ll learn very soon.”
“Heard enough to know the hierarchy.” Those gorgeous eyes narrow, and I know exactly why she’s so angry. But in a pack, she’ll be safer than out here. The X-Clan has agreed to care for all females I send them.
“No free animal enjoys capture,” I explain. “But once they accept their new life, they realize the benefits.”
She gives me a dubious look. “Really? You just referred to me as an animal needing to be broken in. Betyou’repopular with the females.” She huffs and flashes her vicious glare my way.
“Putting it crudely, some wild wolf shifters need breaking in for the benefit of the whole pack to work in harmony. Everyone knows their roles, and together, we are stronger.” But she won’t be my problem for long. Her new Alpha can have fun taming this one.
She huffs. “You keep telling yourself that.”
I grit my teeth. One more remark and she’ll be lying over my lap and receiving my palm over that little ass. I tighten my grip around her. I came out here for one simple mission. Find the missing girl and return her.
She begins to fidget with the collar of the coat covering her, a nervous twitch, but soon after, she settles down and closes her eyes.
Her heat continues to twist and curl through the air until I’m encased in it. I watch her face as her head rests on a folded hand. There is no denying her beauty—the dark hair spread out behind her, the perfect lines of her small cheekbones and nose, her full, luscious lips… the same lips that said everything she shouldn’t have. Suddenly, her nostrils flare, as if sensing my stare.
I smile to myself.
Beneath the moon’s hue, she looks intoxicating.
She is too perfect.
Too beautiful.
Way too distracting.
And not mine.
