Page 5 of Wild in Spirit


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“Yes, Bai!” Travis zipped his pants up and saluted her before practically running away from them.

When she turned back, the look on the Alpha’s horrified face made all of this absolutely worth it. “I’m glad we got this sorted out. Too bad that’s all you wanted. Have a good night.” She patted him on his chest, flirtatiously trailing her finger down to the waistband of his pants before stepping around him. But he grabbed her wrist mid-air and pulled her close. The sudden movement stole her breath when she slammed into his hard chest, and his strong earthy scent surrounded her.

“He can go. I’m not done with you. Tell me, what’s your name?”

She pushed against him, putting only a couple of inches between them, but anything helped. In the short few seconds after Travis left, the tension in the air had changed, and she needed to get away. She wasn’t in any place right now to get involved with a local Alpha.

“My name is Xena.”

He smirked, and his eyes roamed down her body, then back up, settling on her lips. “Xena?”

“Yes. Xena, Warrior Princess. So, I suggest backing up before I pull out my weapons.”

Instead, he pulled her closer, letting the silence hang between them as heavy as the desire that suddenly swept through her when he crushed her body to his. Then, without a word, he bent down and threw her over his shoulder, smoothing his hand over her now-exposed ass. She struggled to pull her dress down as she pushed to sit straight up.

“Are you serious right now? Put me down!” She hissed, gritting her teeth as she tried to avoid making a scene. She didn’t want any extra attention, so she waited for him to put her down, seething and planning all the different ways she was going to cuss him out.

She didn’t have to wait long since he merely pulled her into the closest empty side room, sliding her body down his slowly. When her feet finally hit the floor, she couldn’t remember what she was going to say, and could only think about the hard length of dick pressing into her stomach.

“Xena, the Warrior Princess, had black hair, not silky blonde hair that I want to wrap around my fist. Try again.”

He lifted both her arms above her head, pinning them together loosely. Then, with his free hand, he snaked it up to grab her hair behind her neck, pulling her head back softly, before lowering his lips to her neck. She shivered, tiny shots of desire running through her body as she melted into him. Damn Alphas and their fucking auras, melting away all her logical reasoning, leaving her only with their base instincts.

His nose skimmed along her ear before he inhaled. “Why can’t I scent you? And why won’t you tell me your name? What are you hiding, little warrior?”

Her beast screamed for her to stop him, to not betray her fated mate, whoever he may be, but her body craved a good fucking, and she was weak. Maybe just this once. She needed the distraction. She needed to forget what she’d done.

“You don’t need my name for what I want from you.” She arched her back, pushing her breasts against his muscled body. “And I don’t want yours. You want to fuck or not?”

With a growl, his mouth moved across her chest, and his hands down her ass, lifting her once again, this time to set her on a cushioned armchair. He kneeled in front of her, pushing her knees out wide, and his mouth descended straight to the triangle of her thong. Unadulterated desire took over, and she moaned desperately when he moved the material to the side, his tongue swiping across her clit. It had been too long. But this was torture, and the longer it went on, the more guilty she felt.

“Fuck me, damnit. I need fast, hard, deep. Make me forget.”

The scruff of his beard swiped across her stomach as he moved above her, his mouth searching for hers. But she moved her head to the side, refusing to kiss him, a small rejection that pacified her beast. Anger filled her instead at his insistence on foreplay.

“If you don’t fuck me now, I’ll—”

His hand moved over her mouth, silencing her roughly, so she bit him and bucked against him, and when he pulled away, he had finally gotten the hint. Now or not at all.

She didn’t want him to undress her; she didn’t want him to kiss her; she didn’t want to look at him; she didn’t want anything but the bare minimum. A meaningless fuck.

Closing her eyes and flipping to lean over the back of the chair, she pushed her ass up. His fingers found her pussy, the back of his knuckle sliding through her wetness effortlessly, and he murmured under his breath before plunging a finger inside her, ensuring she was ready for him.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I’m big and—”

“I’m not a fucking virgin, and you’re not my first Alpha. If you’re going to narrate, then I’ll find someone else to finish what you started.”

She heard his zipper lower, his breath catching, one hand gripping her hip, and she almost sighed with relief until the door opened.

“Alpha—”

He practically roared across the small room when he turned, and after he stood angrily to address his pack member, she snapped out of the fog she had been in. Standing and fixing her underwear, she slipped past him while he yelled.

“What the fuck is so important?”

“Your…your sister. She’s left the hotel. Left you a note saying she was staying with a friend. But the friend she’s staying with posted to social media that she’s having an all-night party. Some humans in the city. What do you want us to do?”

“Excuse me.” She hastily brushed past the scared-looking shifter in the doorway and barely heard him yelling for her to wait.

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