Hot Springs Werewolf Complete Series (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance) (12 page)

"Can we buy you two a drink? We've a meeting out the back but maybe we can return after that?"

I felt Katy's gaze on me like a heat ray.

"That would be lovely, thank you."

Fen waved to the bartender the secret hand-signals that meant "two more over here of what they're having" and then the two of them departed, heading towards the back room.

Katy watched them go every step of the way. Even though I was sad I could still admit it: those two were hotter than hell.

"This is the best night of my life. Can you take Jake away so I can talk to Fen? Oh wait, you're with Red. Damn. I'll figure something out."

I was about to make my excuses - I'm tired, I need to work tomorrow, I'm not up for it, blah blah - when the door opened and the cop who'd ticketed me walked in with two more men. They were dressed in casual clothes and sauntered in but the instant I saw them I felt my skin start to crawl. They had to be werewolves.

"Is that you?"

I looked at Katy and realized I'd been growling under my breath. A low growl, barely audible, but it was still a growl. I turned it into a throat-clearing.

"Sorry, just something in my, ahem, throat."

The cop glanced at me and then gave me a sly wink that made me feel dirty just seeing it. He was repulsive in every cell of his body and even sharing the same air as him was making me sick.

They walked by without a word and went into the back room where Fen and Jake had gone.

"Do you know those douchebags?"

"One of them is a cop who gave me a ticket for 'using a communication device while driving'. I was sitting in Boris, parked, looking up stuff on the web."

"Are they meeting with Fen and Jake?"

I looked towards the back room and sipped my drink. What the hell was going on? Some sort of werewolf convention? I guess like any groups sharing a territory there sometimes had to be meetings to discuss various issues.

The door opened and three more men who were built like weightlifters walked in. My skin crawling turned up to a full-on shiver. They were werewolves and not good ones either. Instead of walking through to the back room they stood at the bar and ordered beers.

"I think we have to go."

I was expecting a protest from Katy but she stood up and grabbed her bag.

"Bad feeling in this place. Let's get out of here."

As we left I saw a waitress taking the drinks Fen and Jake had ordered for us over to our table. Sorry, not tonight.

Outside we said our goodbyes and I got into Boris, intent on getting away from the bar as fast as I could. I slipped the key into the ignition and then happened to glance across the road. I don't know why I looked but I saw glowing eyes in an alleyway. Wolves, at least six of them, standing in the darkness.

Maybe they were backup for Fen and Jake? Wolves were pack animals so it made sense that they weren't alone.

At least that's what I told myself as I started Boris and drove myself home. Whatever was going on there I didn't want any part of.

*

H
ome, a shower, glass of wine and more questions to add to my ever-growing list that sounded crazy.

So, Red - werewolf politics. How does that work? You guys vote on stuff or does the Alpha decide everything? What was going on at that bar?

The biggest question in my mind however was why Millie had sent me here when she knew about the werewolves. She loved me and didn't intend for me to be eaten but I just couldn't work out why she'd send me here completely clueless.

I sipped my wine while I sat at my kitchen table in my towel and as I did, a bit more clarity returned and I remembered Jem saying that Millie had sent a letter to me that thus far hadn't arrived. I'd intended to visit the post office but after staying at home for my pity-party it had completely slipped my mind.

As had Donald Crisp, writing my book, looking after myself...

I drifted into a bit of a daze-ponder which shifted from books and history across to werewolves and then Red, the Alpha werewolf. What would have happened if I'd said yes to being his mate?

Memories of what we did before he asked me rose up and I felt myself edging into hot and bothered. I was staring at the blackness outside when I saw a pair of golden eyes in the darkness. Just an instant and then they disappeared.

Red
.

I don't know how I knew it was him and not some other werewolf (or forest creature). I just
knew
.

I had a towel wrapped around me and my hair was damp from the shower. I was suddenly very aware that I was close to naked and Red had been watching me from outside. I even had my feet up on another chair and at the right angle, Red may have caught a little glimpse.

My mind had already been thinking about Red and my body was well on the way to hot and bothered. So he was watching me? He vanishes into the forest and ignores me instead of coming to have a conversation?

I was up and on my way to the bedroom before I'd formulated an idea of what I was really doing. He was watching so I'd walk past the window in not much clothing and then he'd what? Come inside? I smirked at my double entendre.

I found my hips swaying as I walked from the bathroom to the bedroom. I didn't look out the window but I knew he'd be watching. I found a babydoll nightgown in my top drawer. I stepped out of view of the window, dropped the towel and slipped into the babydoll. It was white and flimsy and very see-through.

I picked up my phone and pretended to be looking at it as I stepped in front of the window. I knew the light behind me would show my curvy silhouette through the fabric. I wanted Red to see. I wanted him crazed.

I stood in the window for a minute before walking into the main room. I could feel the bottom edge of the babydoll brushing against the lower curve of my ass and imagined Red touching me. If I pranced around long enough would he kick down the door, rush in and have his wild way with me? I put down my phone and went to the refrigerator. It's really not me to have a bowl of washed and cut strawberries just sitting around but they were there and I was going to use them. I took out the largest one I could find and then walked over to the window to look out into the darkness. Because of the light behind me I could mostly only see my reflection. My cheeks were pink on their way to red. My breasts were perky and standing up, as was the fabric of the babydoll brushing across them. My eyes were dark pools of liquid. Through the window I saw the golden eyes appear but this time they stayed, watching me. I brought the strawberry up to my lips and slowly bit into it. I tasted sweet juice and knew my lips were colored red. I took another bite and as I did, I trailed my other hand down my hip and to almost touching between my legs. Just the touch of my own hand was nearly enough to set me off. I could hear my breath and my heart was starting to thud.

I finished the strawberry and with the final bite, the final burst of sweetness in my mouth, some type of wild insanity took a hold of me. With one movement I pulled the babydoll off and dropped it on the floor. I stood completely naked in the window for a moment, looking into the golden eyes before I turned and slinked my way to the front door. I unlocked it, the click echoing through the house then flicked off the light and walked to the bedroom.

I knew I wouldn't hear Red if he accepted my invitation. I might not even hear the door open and close. I felt goosebumps prickle my arms at the idea on him touching me in the dark. With legs already beginning to shake I knelt on the bed and then crawled forward on hands and knees. I lowered myself down and listened to my heart thudding. I pressed my face against the bed and left my ass sticking up in the air.

I waited in the dark as the roar of my body competed with the sounds around me. I could hear my breathing and my heart. I felt I was wet between my legs and although the cabin was warm enough, I felt the cool kiss of the air against the heat of my body. I could faintly hear the wind outside and taste the sweet strawberry in my mouth.

I didn't hear the door. I didn't hear footsteps or paws or the rustle of fabric. With my face down on the bed and my body trembling I caught the scent of warmth and spice and closed my eyes as it washed over me.

I heard a low growl. I
felt
a low growl from somewhere behind me and before I could react, I felt Red slide into me. I tried to moan but I'd lost my breath. He felt impossibly large, stretching me out, filling me completely and then I felt my hips move, trying to get him deeper inside me. He slid into me, all the way and then held himself in place. I felt his rough hands take hold of my hips, keeping me still. I wanted to move, to jolt back and forth but I couldn't. He held me with his hands and all I could feel was his cock inside my body.

Warmth and spice and holding in place. I tried once more to move but couldn't. I was hypnotized, paralyzed, frozen and obedient all at once. It may have only been seconds or maybe minutes but I could feel his power and his command. Without a word he'd told me to stay still, that I was his and under his control.

That there was nothing I could do about it.

I may not have been able to move and most of my body had abandoned control entirely but there was something else I could do.

I squeezed.

Red growled. A warning.

I squeezed again and felt his fingers shift against me. They were rough and firm and I couldn't move my hips an inch but I could squeeze if I dared. Red growled again, lower this time and I nearly froze. It was
do as I say woman
but not cheeky. It was low and commanding, an instruction from a dominant alpha to a disobedient girl.

That was me. Submissive, face down on the bed with my curvy ass up in the air, my pussy wet and aching for Red, my body entirely his to dominate but I was still disobedient. I'd denied him in the forest clearing. I'd asserted that despite my traitorous body that thrummed to his command that I, Harper Finch, was no girl to be claimed, to be mated.

I squeezed again, reveling in my power.

Crack.

The sound of Red's rough palm on my ass echoed through the room. I gasped in shock as the sting of pain blossomed into a flood of heat.

"Mine," Red growled and spanked me again. It was no love tap. His hand was firm and strong and the burst of pain brought tears to my eyes.

He spanked me once more and then switched hands, never letting go of my hips. His hard cock was still inside me as deep as it could go and I could feel my pussy throbbing around him. He hit me three times on the other side and each time I gasped and gritted my teeth at the pain and the rush of heat that came a moment later. Red stopped at three and gripped my hips with both hands, holding me in place once more. His message was clear: are you going to obey now?

The burning heat of my ass ran over me like a wildfire tearing through the forest. It joined the heat of my pussy and each microscopic movement sent a ripple of pleasure through me. I could feel my nipples tingling as they brushed against the bed. Even the tiny tears that trickled down my face seemed to be sparking electricity as they went. My body was crying out for me to obey. To allow myself to be dominated by this wolf in man's clothing. I knew if I obeyed that Red would be satisfied and then he'd slowly start to fuck me. But I couldn't let go that easily, no matter the powerful Alpha standing behind me.

I squeezed.

Red slapped my ass and I cried out but it was cut short as he spanked me over and again. First one side then the other. The pain was enormous. A rushing red ocean and each wave swept across me, leaving me gasping on the other side. Red growled as he spanked me and it bypassed my rational brain and headed straight for the primitive heart of me. As he spanked me I tried to count, to keep hold of myself, to not lose myself in the flood of heat that followed each blow but Red was moving inside me too. Not a thrust, barely anything but with each blow his thick cock moved and the pleasure intensified. I gasped each time his hand hit my ass and moaned as he moved and somewhere between one breath and the next, Red was no longer spanking me but fucking me. He pounded his cock into me, pulling me back and forth by my hips. His impossible size wiped all thought from my mind and all I could feel was him inside me, stretching me out, pulling back and then thrusting forward once more. Each time he did I felt a shock of electricity from inside my body. The pain of my skin had transformed into a hot persistent glow that radiated through me and turned every sensation up to maximum.

The itchy, trembly, no-stop-no-don't-stop hit me and normally that was the start of it, a base camp at the bottom of the mountain, a five-minute warning, a signpost on the path that good things were happening soon. But not this time. Between the squeezing (self-inflicted I know), the growling, Red's hands spanking me and his thick cock there was no time between the itch and the scratch. I moaned as I came, feeling an intense pleasure that I could not stop or control. My muscles shook and I may have screamed but I don't know because I was outside myself and locked in at the same time. Every cell vibrated under Red's touch. I was given over completely.

Red didn't slow or stop but kept fucking me and I felt the pleasure building again, shockingly fast. But before I could be thrown off the cliff he pulled out of me and flipped me over on to my back. I looked up in shock. Red's eyes were glowing an intense gold and in the moonlight he looked wild, bestial. His teeth were sharp and his face looked longer and more angular. The man had the body of a Greek god but now he seemed layered over with muscle, appearing stronger. His thick cock was standing out and it hadn't been the angle or my wild imagination. It really was larger. Thicker and longer and I just wanted it inside me. I looked into Red's eyes and saw a wild fury there. His overwhelming desire to take me as his mate. To make me his forever.

I don't know where it came from. Maybe from my body that was completely enthralled. Maybe that part of me that had said no to Red in the forest was having second thoughts. Maybe his wildness triggered a dormant wild thing inside me.

"Fuck me," I growled.