Hale: Love Me Harder - Alien Paranormal Romance (6 page)

“You’re not alone any longer. Now you have me and the rest of my family.”

He really was a nice guy. Not like that creep John. One voice was screaming trust him in her head, but another was screaming remember John, trust no one. The voice screaming ‘Danger’ was enough to make her look for a ledge to jump over at least a mental ledge, anyway.

“About that hotel,” she nudged gently not wanting to offend him.

“Where do you want to go? The ones in town seem secure with night men to watch the front door.”

There was no way she could afford the hotels in town. She needed a hole in the wall. She opened her mouth…

“Tori if you’re about to suggest some hotel in your neighborhood or another neighborhood like yours, you might as well not say anything. We both know you will not be safe anywhere around where you used to live. I know you don’t know me well, but you do know I’m not out to kill you. For tonight that should all that really matters. Besides Lorali would skin me alive if I hurt her wedding coordinator.” His lips twitched with a hint of a grin.

“Hale is there some place I could lie down? I really just want to sleep.” The fact that he didn’t want to kill her was the only thing she was sure of right now. That one fact and a bed would buy her a troubled night’s sleep; it was the best she could hope for.

“Sure. Follow me. Are you hungry?”

“No, I am still full from Dante’s lunch.”

Hale gave a laugh. “Dante has never been known to serve meager portions.”

“I would have to agree with you on that.” She followed him up the stairs.

They walked past the door at the top of the steps and moved to the second door.

“You can sleep in here. Go on in, I will be right back.”

She walked in to look around. The room was beautifully done. The walls were painted an eye catching blue and the furniture was covered in a pattern that complimented the walls. The huge bed had a contrasting comforter on it that gave the room depth. Over all it was a room meant to calm, just what she needed.”

“You can sleep in one of my tees if that’s ok with you?” he said walking into the room.

She reached out to take it, a smile hovering on her lips.

“Thanks, I appreciate it.”

“The bathroom is right through that door.” He pointed to the door on the opposite side of the room. “Call me if you need anything, I’ll hear you. Goodnight, Tori.”

“Goodnight, Hale.”

That stupid smile hovering around her lips came out to play. You like him. Her inner voice kept saying and doing summersaults in her head. Quiet! She told her inner voice. Of course she liked him, what was not to like.

Therein lay the problem she acknowledged. She couldn’t find a reason not to like him, and it was making her weary of him. Not that her body was getting the hint. No her body was in full heat. Her nipples were tight and begging to be touched, her skin was sensitive and her pussy was telling her just how long it had gone without any action. It had been a long dry spell for her.

Grabbing the tee she headed towards the bathroom, she didn’t need action she needed a plan and sleep.

******

“Mate.” His other side told him again.

“I know she’s our mate. What would you like me to do? Should I storm into the room throw her over our shoulder and carry her to our room?”

His beast purred in satisfaction at the thought.

“Did I forget to mention she would be frightened and kicking and screaming if we did that.”

That quieted his beast for the moment. Not that it gave him any peace because he wanted to do just what he described. He wanted her lying next to him preferably in his arms, but she needed time and space to get to know him.

That’s why he was downstairs playing one of his games while he listened to her turn the water on and get in the shower.

The thought of his t-shirt draped over her body was turning him on. “Mate.” His other side was quick to remind him.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. “Hale.”

“Dante. I got some information out of your friend.”

“He’s not my friend. What did you find out?”

“He works for a guy who calls himself John, no one knows his real name. This John is interested in your mate, wants to sell her to some wealthy client.”

“Did you get an address for this John?”

“That’s the interesting part. John is staying with Rita, Tori’s best friend. Other than that no one has an address for him.”

“Where is Charm now?”

Dante gave a soft laugh. “Do you really want to know?”

“No. Thanks for taking care of that for me.”

“You’re welcome. My brothers said it’s about time they finally got to have some fun.”

Hale laughed. “Tell them they’re welcome.”

“Hale, remember real beauty can’t be seen with the eyes, it’s felt with the heart.” The line went dead.

Now Dante’s an oracle. Hale pushed away the words and stood listening for movement upstairs. All was quiet, she had gone to bed for the evening. The thought of her being so close, but not with him, pained him. He climbed the stairs and sat in front of her door.

Hale allowed his eyes to close and his body to relax. Thoughts of Tori lying in his arms helped to soothe him. It was the sound of her screaming and thrashing in bed that had him jumping to his feet.

He entered the room to find her drenched in a cold sweat as she fought the air around her.

“It’s alright, Tori, nothing’s going to hurt you.” He gave her a mental push sending her into a deeper sleep. Leaning over he picked her up and carried her to his room. His mate should sleep in his arms.

His beast gave him a smile of victory that Hale ignored. Gently he tucked her into his bed before he joined her. Drawing her close, he wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep.

****

Tori woke feeling warm. She snuggled back into the warmth with a sigh. She was always cold lately, it was as if whatever stalked her already caught her sucking the warmth and vitality out of her very soul.

She smiled feeling good until her mind registered that her body was curled around something hard. She raised her hand and touched a flat hard surface. She opened her eyes to see a well-developed chest under her hand.

Her hand trembled, the need to stroke Hale’s chest battled with the need to pound on it and demand he explain his actions. She raised her hands to look into the depth of his diamond color eyes. She gulped and licked her lips as she tried to control the tremble moving through her body.

“Good morning.” His sexy voice reached out to caress her.

Her body melted under the sound of his voice. A small shiver of desire and need moved through her body in waves. He could talk to her forever and she would listen. Could a man bring a woman to orgasm just using his voice? She’d have to take a survey later.

“Morning.” A soft sigh left her.

Get it together her inner voice screamed at her. How did I get in here? This isn’t where I went to bed. She peeked up at him again from under her eye lids.

On second thought, her inner voice whispered, ride him hard and ask questions later. She would have chided her inner voice about being desperate, but she was really close to agreeing.

“How did I get in here?” She concentrated on her hand that was still on his chest. It started to move without her permission stroking the skin underneath it.

“You had a bad dream last night. You cried out and were thrashing around, I wanted to make sure you were ok, so I entered the room. I was concerned about you so I brought you in here to make sure you were alright.”

“Thank you, I think.”

The silence drifted between them as her hand again without her permission began to drift over his chest. How did he expect her not to touch and caress when he didn’t have a shirt on?

“Sorry,” Tori mumbled, “This is rather awkward.”

“I find it more frustrating than awkward.”

“Why?”

“You’re giving me barely there caresses making me want to feel your fingers as they slide along my skin.”

He took her hand and pressed it to his chest sliding it over his pecs. A stroke of lightening went through her body with the contact dragging a deep moan from her lips.

“We shouldn’t…”

“Yes, Tori we should.”

He took her hand and dragged it across one of his hard nipples hissing in pleasure from the contact. He stopped and gripped her thumb and forefinger using them to pinch his nipple. Tori’s eyes got bigger as she pinched harder and his hips thrust up in the air.

Throwing caution to the wind, she latched onto his other nipple and began to suck adding small bites to it. A deep sound rumbled through her chest, something she never heard before. She knew better than to do this with someone she barely knew, but she didn’t care.

Hale drew her upwards when she paused for air. His tongue licked at the seam of her lips, seeking entry. She opened up wanting, no needing to feel him invade her body. The first touch of his tongue on hers had her body squirming on his. His tongue was rough against her smooth one. Every nerve ending felt the sensation of his tongue caressing her.

Catching his tongue in her mouth she sucked on it. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation. He was so different, she was loving it. It was the feel of his tongue against her throat that made her eyes open.

“You taste so good, Tori.”

“You taste good, too.”

He nuzzled her neck making her feel wanted and sexy at the same time. She could feel the need in him, but he wasn’t rushing. He placed kisses on her neck as one hand slid under the bottom of the tee to caress her.

She bit her lip holding back a ragged sound as she felt his fingers caressing her abdomen with his heavy hand. Every stroke of his fingers set her on fire. Every stroke brought them closer to her hard nipple. Hurry, her inner voice cried out.

He met her eyes as his hand finally caressed her breast. A strangled yes came out as he took the nipple between his fingers and pulled. He let go and in one fluid motion the t-shirt was over her head.

His mouth found her other neglected nipple and latched on, while his hand made its way down her body until he reached the fabric around her waist. He ran his finger underneath band of her panties sending shivers up her spine.

“Hale.” His name came out in a breathless moan as his fingers went further.

A deep groan left his mouth as he pulled her panties down around her knees, where she quickly kicked out of them.

Tori had a moment of sanity when the realization of her nudity hit her. How could she be doing this? She was the sensible, cautious one. She had to stop this what if he was like John? He was nothing like John she was sure of that, still she needed stop…

The feel of Hale’s finger rubbing her clit drove all rational thought from her mind. Her hips thrust upwards needing to get closer to his finger. A deep sound left her lips as he pressed on her clit causing her body to jerk in pleasure.

He replaced his fingers with his lips sucking on her clit making her cry out. One of his thick fingers rubbed against the seam of her pussy dipping into the liquid fire that was pouring out.

He took his thick finger and began to slowly insert it into her. Sensations she had forgotten roared through her body bringing her bliss.

“More,” she demanded wanting him to go deeper, wanting more.

He sucked on her clit as his finger explored her tight pussy before adding a second finger.

“So tight.” He groaned as he scissored his fingers inside of her. Plunging deep at the same time.

Tori felt the walls of her pussy clamp down on his marvelous fingers as he hit her special spot making her want to scream. Wait… she was screaming as she felt her body shake with release.

He replaced his fingers with his mouth as he sucked down the nectar her body was releasing.

“Eat me. So damn good.”

Chapter Eight

“Hey.” Tori said with a wide smile of satisfaction on her lips as Hale looked at her from between her thighs.

She found herself giggling. She never felt so good or free with a guy before.

“You taste so good.” He laid his cheek against her pussy and rubbed causing her to moan with desire.

“I might taste good, but your lips and fingers are pure magic.”

The look in his eyes as he pinned her with them stole her breath. She could have sworn she saw something move in their clear depths. Slowly he began to crawl over her body allowing her to get a good look at him.

She got the first look at his thick cock standing up and begging for attention. Her eyes widened and her lips pursed as her checks popped out and flushed red.

“Hale! Where’s my wedding planner? She was supposed to meet me an hour ago.” Lorali’s voice came up the stairs.

“Sergey!” Hale roared his name.

“It’s not my fault, you should have answered me when I called you.” Sergey had been trying to reach him mentally for a while, but he was more interested in getting into Tori than answering his meddling older brother.

Tori jumped out of the bed never thinking of her nudity. “I’m late! That is so unprofessional. I’m never late for appointments.”

I have nothing to wear. What am I going to do? Her inner voice chose that moment not to chime in. Turning around in circles she realized she was about to lose the biggest client of her life. What was she going to do?

There was a knock on a door then she heard Lorali’s voice. “I brought some clothes for you, Tori. I’m going to leave them on the loveseat out here. Sergey is fixing breakfast so don’t be too long. Hale, no distracting her.” She left leaving her laughter to linger in the outer room.

“She knows.” Tori looked at him in horror. “She must think I am the biggest…”

Hale’s finger went to her lips cutting off her words. “She thinks that you’re my mate and you are. Go shower, and I will get the clothes for you.”

Tori turned with a bemused expression on her face, she was really going to have to talk to him about this mate thing.

“Do you like going to the mall?” He asked as she disappeared in the bathroom.

“Not really. I’m not a mall type of girl.”

“You will be by the time they are done with you. I see a mall trip in your future and I am not Dante.”