Read Claimed and Bred By The Wolf 2: Pack Initiation (Shapeshifter Erotic Romance) Online
Authors: Elixa Everett
To her dismay, Ian gently pushed her back and sat up. "Maybe we should take this elsewhere."
Adrianna's cheeks grew warm as she observed her surroundings. Realizing where they still were, she felt like a naughty teenager in her mother's room. She nodded. "Yeah, I think you're right."
Standing, she grabbed the photo album from the floor.
"You should put it back, for now."
She looked down at the album. Her link to her mother and her newfound father.
"But..."
"You don't want anything lying around that might link Max to your mother. Not when they're sniffing about and suspecting there may be more of your race around." He took her chin in his hand and tilted her eyes to meet his. "I'll keep this secret. Hell, I'll do whatever I can to keep the pack off the trail, but if they find out who Max really is, I won't be able to stop them."
Opening the book to the middle page, to the picture of her mother as a young woman she took a minute to memorize it. Ian was right. Now that she knew where it was she could come back to it at any time. Closing the book she carefully placed it back in the hole in the floor and slid the board back into place.
Taking his hand she looked up into his eyes and nibbled on her lower lip. "Well, where do you propose we continue what we started," she asked as he gave his hand a tug as she began to walk backwards towards the door.
A low growl came from him, igniting the fire between her legs.
"Well, let's see. The bathtub was yesterday."
"Uh-huh." She tugged a little harder as they exited the bedroom. Ian closed the door behind them.
"The bedroom has been fairly frequent lately."
"Very true." She led him past their bedroom door and carefully down the stairs to the first floor.
"I'm thinking it's been a while since we really utilized the kitchen."
Laughing, Adrianna lifted a brow at him. "So what do you have in mind for the kitchen?" Her pussy clenched as a series of ideas came to mind.
"Well, I haven't had supper yet, and it's been a long, hard day."
"So you want me to cook for you?" They reached the first floor and walked hand in hand into the kitchen. The sun was now dipping behind the mountainside, sending an orange and red glow in through the kitchen windows.
"Hmmm. Not exactly."
"When what?"
"Get naked, woman."
Grinning Adrianna quickly began to remove her clothing as she watched Ian walk over to the refrigerator and inspect the contents. "So are you stripping too? Or just me?"
"Hush, I'm concentrating."
Laughing, Adrianna finished stripping and stood awkwardly in the center of the
kitchen waiting for his next instructions.
"Alright. Got it." Straightening back up, Ian turned with strawberries, liquid chocolate and wine in hand. He paused his eyes slowly moving down and then back up the length of her body, briefly pausing on her breasts, before meeting her eyes.
Setting the food items on the kitchen counter, Ian strode up to her, grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her up onto the kitchen counter next to the items he'd selected.
Grabbing her knees, he spread her legs and stepped between them. His hands lingered on her knees, spending pleasurable warmth up her inner thighs and her pussy clenched.
Slowly, Ian moved his hands higher up her inner thighs. She closed her eyes and
leaned back on the counter, bracing herself up with her elbows behind her. His hands continued to move up on her thighs until they reached the juncture between her legs.
Adrianna held her breath waiting for him to touch her, and bring her to the pinnacle of pleasure she knew he was so good at doing. But he didn't. His hands left her thighs, and her eyes flew open to see why.
Looking to her left, she watched as he flicked off the top of the liquid chocolate and opened the pint of strawberries. She squirmed knowing what he planned to do with the chocolate and she felt a drip of her juices running down her ass in anticipation.
Taking the chocolate, he turned back to her and squirted a dollop on her left breast.
The coolness of the chocolate made her gasp and her nipple began to tighten from the stimulation. He did the same thing to the other and then picked up a strawberry.
Taking the berry he dipped in into the chocolate on her left breast and then bit off the end. Lifting a brow up at her, he grinned as he chewed the piece of fruit. "Mmmmm.
Good."
Adrianna squirmed, spreading her legs wider. The cool air of the kitchen tickled her wet, exposed entrance and she moaned softly.
"Your turn." Grabbing another berry, he dipped it into the chocolate on her other breast, but this time brought the berry to her mouth.
She locked eyes with him as she took a bite out of the second berry. As she crewed the deliciously sweet offering he picked up the chocolate once more and this time squirted it onto her mound.
She shivered as the chocolate teased her. He swirled the berry into the chocolate on her mound and took a bite from the berry. The next berry went to her. Leaning over he took her left breast into his mouth. His tongue swirled around her hard nipple, removing the chocolate from her.
She slid her hands to the back of his head and urged his mouth to the second breast.
He kissed his way from one breast to the other, removing the excess chocolate from her breasts. Ian began kissing his way down her stomach, moving slowly, excruciatingly slow. She squirmed on the cool granite countertop anticipating his mouth on her most private of places.
When he reached her bellybutton he stopped and straightened. "I think we need to add some wine."
She glanced over at the cool bottle of white wine. He picked it up and opened it.
Cupping her mound he spread her pussy lips and carefully poured a small amount of the cool liquid over her mound and between her pussy lips.
Adrianna yelped as the coolness of the liquid coated her and mixed with the evidence of her desire. Some of the wine dripped down her ass and onto the floor, but Ian didn't seem to notice or care.
Satisfied she was sufficiently covered in wine and chocolate Ian lowered his mouth to her mound. He began to lick and lap up the mixture of chocolate, wine and her juices.
She moaned loudly. It felt so good, the warmth of his tongue a magnificent contrast to the coolness of the wine.
"Ian, Oh God, Ian." He hadn't even penetrated her with his fingers or tongue, but the exoticness of his actions was turning her body into the raging inferno of desire and need.
She squirmed under him, but he halted her squirming by placing at hand on her,
pushing her down. He licked the length of her lapping up wine, chocolate and her pussy juice.
Fists clenched at her sides, Adrianna tried to restrain herself.
"I was right. Pussy and chocolate are an incredible combination."
Adrianna would have laughed, but his tongue thrusting into her core cut off her
laughter and she whimpered instead. "Mmmmm. No fair!"
He stopped tongue fucking her to meet her eyes. His blue eyes glittered with flecks of silver. Knowing what that meant, a chill of desire rushed down her spine.
"Oh baby, I never claimed to be fair."
She grinned and then cried out as he set back to work. As his tongue thrust into her pussy, his fingers worked her quivering clit. She squirmed and moaned as she watched him. His tongue turned its attention to her clit, flicking it and swirling around the quivering nub.
The fire within her continued to rage, becoming all consuming and feral in nature. She needed release - hard and fast - and it was just within her reach. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back and allowed the sensations flowing through her to consume her.
Just as she was about to come, Ian's mouth left her clit and he leaned over her. He rammed two fingers deep with her core as his mouth claimed hers. The combination of tastes, chocolate, wine, her, was exclusive. She cried out her orgasm against his mouth as his fingers stroking her inner core took her over the edge.
Her body quivered under him, her pussy tensed, and she released and her juices coated his torturous fingers. A wave of relief washed over her as her body relaxed and she smiled as his mouth left hers.
"Now what?" she asked, excited at what else he had in mind. Leaning forward she kissed his chin, where traces of her cum remained.
He stepped back and gave his mouth a quick wipe with a hand cloth. "Now I'm going to make supper. What do you want?"
"Seriously?" She could hear the disappointment in her tone, which made him grin.
"Yup. Now get your rump off my counter."
She noticed the wicked glimmer in his eyes.
"Cruel." She grumbled as she slid from the counter and began to slip into her clothing.
"I warned ya." With a wink, Ian gathered the berries, chocolate and wine, carried them to the fridge and began digging again, this time for ingredients for supper.
"So are you ready?" Ian reached across the gearshift and took Adrianna's hand in his and gave it a light squeeze.
Taking a deep breath in, Adrianna looked over at him and nodded. "Yup. Nervous."
Releasing her hand, Ian got out of the Jeep, quickly followed by Adrianna. He met her at the front of the vehicle, took her hand in his and led her to the front door of Max Urquhart's house.
Ian nodded towards the door, and just as Adrianna was about to knock, the door swung open and there stood Max.
"Adrianna, what a pleasant surprise." Max gave her a genuine smile and then looked up at Ian. "Ian."
"Max," came Ian's equally curt reply.
"Come on in," Max stepped aside and ushered them both into his home. "Make yourselves comfortable in the living room and I'll fix us something to drink."
The living room was as barren as it had been when she'd been there a few days prior.
As they sat down on the grey fabric sofa, Adrianna snuggled close to Ian, clutching her mother's photo album in her arms.
"I assume you told Ian," Max said upon entering the living room with a tray of lemonade and glasses in his hand.
Adrianna's face grew warm with both guilt and embarrassment for betraying her
father's trust. "I'm sorry. I had to."
"Anyone else know?"
Adrianna shook her head and glanced up at Ian, who gave her a reassuring smile. "No, just us."
"It won't go beyond us Max. I assume you of that," Ian offered.
Max set the tray of drinks on the plain wooden coffee table in front of them and
proceeded to pour each of them a glass.
"I assume you're looking for answers?" He glanced at the album clutched in her arms and a smile touched his lips. "I remember that album. She kept the pictures of us." It was said more as a statement then a question.
"Yes. I found the album the other day."
Grabbing his glass of lemonade, Max seated himself in the armchair across from her and Ian and took a sip. "So what would you like to know?"
"Well, you said I could meet the rest of our kind... My family."
"Yes. If that's what you want."
"Can Ian come?"
Max paused, eyeing Ian with greater scrutiny. Seeing her conviction, he nodded. "If he wishes. Keep in mind that fact that he's a... wolf... needs to be kept between us three. I assume you know why already."
Adrianna relaxed beside Ian, she wouldn't have gone without him.
"Of course."
"Okay. Well, my mother looked happy with you in the pictures. Why didn't she leave with you?"
Max let out a loud huff of air and ran a hand through his hair. "Because the pride didn't approve of me being with a human and gave me a choice. You and your mother, or the pride."
Adrianna felt like she'd been stabbed in the chest. "So you chose them?"
Max grimaced. "Not exactly. They made it clear I needed to leave you and your mother, otherwise there would be consequences. I went away for a while, but I truly loved your mother and I came back...."
He paused and silence filled the room, with the exception of the ticking of the
grandfather clock in the corner.
"That's when you had the encounter with the cougar when you were nine. They
wanted to make a point. Your mother was seeing someone in Ian's pack at the time as well, which complicated things further. I wasn't going to gamble with your life, so I watched you from a distance."
"Why did you show up now?"
"Because of him." Max nodded towards Ian. "I knew you were spending time and had gotten close to the pack. Once things became serious with Ian, I knew I needed to tell you what you really were, before it was too late. But I was too slow and now they know."
Max leaned forward in his chair, genuine concern in his expression. "They'll never accept you now that they know the truth Adrianna. They just want you to lead them to us."
Ian's arm around her shoulders, tightened as he pulled her closer, as if subconsciously protecting her from an impending danger.
Adrianna's frown deepened. "How do I know I can trust you? That I can trust my supposed
family?
"
Max leaned forward and took her hand in his and then guided it to her heart. "Trust your instincts Adrianna. Trust that no matter what happens that you'll always have a home with us." He looked over at Ian. "And as long as he keeps his wolf in check, him as well."
*****
time. She couldn't be more excited or happy.
Opening the door to her mother's bedroom, she entered. Her daily trips to her mother's room had become a ritual since she discovered the photo album. It seemed to be helping her come to terms with her mother's death and gave her a serene feeling, a connection to her past and her mother's life.