Reluctant Alpha (10 page)

When the limo pulled into a parking space at the nature persevere, he got out of the car and looked around. He could smell the burning meat on the grills and his stomach turned. He much preferred his meat raw, and the bloodier the better. He could also smell humans, not too many, but enough. Smiling, he began to loosen his tie and remove his Alexander Amosu suit. He did not believe in shifting while dressed, and certainly not in a hundred thousand dollar suit. The nine 18-carat gold and pave set diamond buttons helped set this suit apart from all others, which was just the way he liked to be, apart.

After shifting into his wolf, a massive beast that had never been mistaken for anything like a dog, he ran into the woods.

He ran full out for perhaps twenty minutes before he began to track his prey. It was full dark now, but he could see as well in this light as he could in full day. Raising his muzzle to the air, he sniffed.
Ah,
he thought,
there she was,
her fresh blood making it almost too easy for him to track her.
He could smell the others, one a mate, the other a small female. He only wanted the woman, but if the others proved to be too difficult, then so be it, two less humans in the world.

Moving along the path they were walking on, he watched her. She had fallen and her knee was bloody and raw, giving him the scent to track. She was laughing now, teasing the male about how silly she’d been falling like a child.

Christopher didn’t want her laughing; he wanted her terror, her fear. The taste of those emotions made the blood far richer than any other he could think of. His needs, the need to taste nearly made him leap at her too soon.

The man sat down on a log and looked up at his prey. When the small human moved to be picked up, Christopher moved quickly and lunged at her as she was bending over. His massive jaws were biting into her waist and startling a scream from her. Momentum from the combination of his weight and the jump had him pulling her away before the man could react. Within seconds, he had her pulled deep into the forest, her screams rending the air.

When he had her far enough away, he bit harder, rendering her unconscious and quiet, at least for now. He shifted and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder, and took off running. Even as a human, he could run quickly and quietly. He needed to get her away without leaving a trail to follow.

His cock was hard and straining with need when he dropped her on the floor of the cave he had found. He was going to fuck her, fuck her hard, and pretend it was his mate. The need to punish was great and he loved to fuck people as a punishment. Male or female, it mattered little to him. Power was what he wanted and felt he got that when he dominated by using sex over them. Christopher wanted her awake, but his need was too strong. He flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her ass up to meet him, uncaring of the wounds he’d inflicted and the blood.

Without any preparation at all—what did it matter? She was as good as dead anyway—he slammed his huge cock deep into her ass. The tight hole nearly sent him over the edge, and her screams ripped through him, making him thicker, harder within her. Yes, he thought, this was what being an alpha was about, dominance, power and dominance. Running his hand along the gaping wound, he gathered blood and rubbed it along his chest and over her ass. Moving faster now, he held her tight against him, enjoying her struggle to get away almost as much as he did smelling her fresh blood. He was close, so close he could feel his balls tighten against his cock. Leaning over, he elongated his jaw to his wolf and bit into her shoulder deep and hard, making her scream again and again. It was perfect, he thought as he shot his cum deep into ass, absolutely perfect. As the last of his seed spilled into her, her screams still echoing in the cave, he reached around to her neck and snapped it, killing her instantly.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Airic woke in a dark room. There were candle everywhere, some of them lit, and it helped take away the shadows in the corners. She had no idea where she was, but she had a pretty good idea who had brought her here because this was not her house. She was going to have a word or two with that fucking ass as soon as she found him. She started making a mental list as she moved the covers off her body. Quickly, she threw them back over her. She was naked.

“
I thought you’d sleep better with them off. I certainly enjoyed removing them for you. Maybe next time you could take mine off as well.” He was here with her.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

“
There won’t be a next time, you arrogant ass! Where are my clothes? And when you tell me, I want you to leave so I can get dressed to go home. This is stupid; didn’t you ever do what someone told you as a kid? Probably not, I’m betting. What are you doing sitting there still? Give me my clothes and get out.” She saw him move, no, not move, glide toward her. His body was like liquid sex, she thought, and she mentally slapped her forehead to get herself back on track.

“
I can read your thoughts. I’ve tasted you, you see. And once you taste me, my blood, you’ll hear mine as well. Right now I’m glad you can’t read them. I’m sure you don’t want to know what wicked thoughts are running rampant through there.” She watched as he sat down on the side of the bed, scooting closer to her each time she moved away. When the blankets had her trapped on the one side and him on the other, he reached down and brushed his finger lightly across her cheek. She just managed to stop the moan before it escaped her lips.

“
Don’t. Please don’t. I want to…please stop…I need…where are my…oh yes.” He kept touching her; she couldn’t think when he did that. And her friggin’ body wouldn’t listen. Her mouth kept telling it, “no, no,” but the mind and body were saying, “fuck yeah! Let the party begin!”

She felt the blanket move down her chest just before he licked the traitorous nipple, pulling it deep into his mouth. Her body arched up into his mouth.

“
I want you, Alastriona. I want to make love to you.” He moved to the other breast as he spoke and nibbled the other nipple to a near painful peak. She couldn’t stop the moan this time. Her mind had won and her body was going full steam ahead.

“
You…don’t do…stop, please…oh more, please more.” He had moved to lie beside her now, taking full advantage of the fact that she was trapped. Not that it mattered anymore. She was moving toward him now, not away.

She helped him, helped him push the soft blanket down her body. She wanted him to touch her, to lick her, taste her. She wanted to do the same to him as well and moved to touch his bare skin. She realized then that he was naked as well, and that he was erect, very hard.

Alastriona had never slept with anyone before, but she had seen naked men, mostly in art class, using the male form as a model. But he was different. He was muscled and hard, but his skin was silky and tight. And hot. Everywhere she touched him she felt his heat. Moving her hands down his hard abs, she ran her fingers through the coarser hair just below his belly button.

“
Baby, if you keep this up, this won’t last as long as I’d like for it to.” He had captured her wandering hands and kissed them both before placing them on his chest. “Here for now. Touch me here.” Pulling her closer to him, he kissed her.

This kiss wasn’t like the others; this one felt more possessive, hungrier. He demanded entrance this time, his tongue sliding along her lips and pushing inside when she opened to him. He moaned deep. She felt it rumble along her body. He pressed her back against the mattress and covered her body with his heavy weight.

His hand moved down her ribs and then along her ass, pulling her hard and up into him. She could feel the hardness of his cock through the blanket, and she slid her leg up his to hook around him, but wasn’t able to because of the stupid blankets.

“
Christ, I want you. You’re hot and I can smell you, your arousal. I need to taste you, now, I need to taste.” He began to move down her body, licking and nipping at her as he went. By the time he had settled himself between her legs, she was wild with a need of her own.

She leaned up on her elbows as he sat on his feet. His cock was hard and sticking straight out from his groin. As she watched him, he wrapped his hand around the shaft and pumped his hand up and down. A drop of cum seeped from the tip. She licked her lips, a need to take him into her mouth making her hungry and aggressive. She started forward, reaching for him, and he stopped her.

“
No. Not yet. I would like nothing better than to have you wrap your mouth around me, but I want to taste you more. Next time, I promise you’ll be able to do what you want, but next time. Oh, sweetheart, you’re wet, so wet I can see the dampness on your curls.” He let go of his cock and touched her pussy. As much as she wanted to roll her eyes in the back of her head, she knew instinctively that he wasn’t finished.

His finger moved slowly along her nether lips, up and down like he had done to his cock. Her body responded and she felt her pussy weep more. He hadn’t touched her yet, not touched her where she needed. When his finger slowly entered her heat, she opened her legs wider and raised her hips up to meet him.

“
Please, Bradley. I want you. I…there’s a need, something…I don’t… you have to fill it for me, please, fill me.” Her hips moved up and down with his finger and when he inserted another into her, she nearly came up off the bed. Whimpering now, she moved faster with his fingers.

“
I need to stretch you, love. You’re too tight to take me inside of you yet. That’s what you want, me to fill you with my cock, isn’t it?” He was moving faster now. Her body was on fire.

“
Yes, oh yes, please.” She felt rather than saw him move, her body straining to get to something. When she felt his breath on her thigh, she started to clamp her legs closed, but he held them open with his hands. She was panting now, her need making her ache for release.

With his fingers, he opened her lips and ran his tongue inside her, lapping at her, tasting her. When his mouth closed over her clit and suckled it into his mouth, she screamed out her climax, but he didn’t stop. While his fingers fucked her, his mouth teased and nipped at her until she came again and again.

“
Please, Bradley, please. I want you; I want to suck your cock. Now, I want you to come in my mouth.” As she reached for him, pulling away from his very talented tongue, she pushed him back against the footboard. She leaned forward and stroked the length of him with just the tips of her fingers; his hiss made her bolder.

“
Take me, love. Take me in your mouth. I want to fuck your hot mouth and shoot cum deep into your throat.”

She swiped her tongue across the tip of the large, deep purple head, taking the cream into her mouth. He hissed again. Bolder than she had ever been in her life, she wrapped her lips around him and licked again. She loved the way he responded, pumped into her. She didn’t know what she was doing, but taking her cues from him and his body, she licked and nipped every inch of him, up one side of him then down the other. She felt his hand touch the back of her head, felt him guide her, show her what he needed. Soon he was pumping into her hard, his cock bumping the back of her throat again and again.

“
I’m going to come, Alastriona. Fuck, I’m coming!” Seconds later, she felt the first hot explosion hitting the back of her throat. He pumped harder into her, pulsing into her over and over. She swallowed him, his cum, loving the salty taste that she knew was unique to him. He lifted her up and turned her over onto her hands and knees. She was ready, she thought, so ready for his cock to be deep inside of her. Moaning, she moved back against him. Then she felt him stiffen behind her, felt his anger roll off him and into her.

Then she heard it. Pounding again, at the door. No, she thought, no, no. He leaned down and pulled her up to him. With his cock hard against her back, he held her tight to him.

“
I have to go. I’m so sorry. You have no idea how sorry. But I have to go see what’s wrong.” He moved to the side of the bed, stood up, and looked back at her. She could see the regret in his eyes. She huddled under the covers and hid. But it didn’t stop her from hearing the man at the door.

“
A wolf just attacked a woman in the nature preserve about seventy miles from here. The husband and child weren’t hurt. David is organizing a search party now.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

She wanted to hide, but knew that she couldn’t. She also knew that it was him, the man from the phone, the one who had said he’d come for her. When he couldn’t find her, he had punished someone else.

Alastriona got up and made the bed. It took her nearly fifteen minutes because it was so big and they had made a royal mess of it. As soon as she was finished, she went into the bathroom.

It was huge! Along with all the normal bathroom needs there was a shower stall that would easily hold four people with jets at two levels and overhead. The thing she thought she’d enjoy the most was a deep, sunken bath tub. The tub was surrounded with a large shelf that was filled with ferns and unlit candles in silver and glass holders. One whole wall was glass blocks that would let the light in during the day. Overhead and centered over the tub was a skylight. It was still dark enough that the moon and stars were visible in it. Sighing heavily, she turned on the shower. Using his things felt very personal and intimate. Trying not to dwell on that too much, she hurriedly washed her hair and her body and was drying off in record time. Finding her clothes proved to be futile.