Wild Heat (Wilding Pack Wolves 3) - New Adult Paranormal Romance (12 page)

His cock nudged her, teasing her. “All of me?”

“Oh my god, Kaden.” She arched up into him, but he moved to prevent himself from sinking into her.

Then he kissed her tenderly on the lips between her gasps of want. “Say you want all of me.”

“I want all of you,” she said in a rush.

He eased a little inside her—only a little, but it made her gasp.

“Say you’ll stay,” he whispered in her ear. “Say you’ll let me keep you safe.”

“I’ll do anything you ask,” she gasped.
And she meant it.
Not just because she wanted his cock inside her
now…
but because her wolf was whimpering desperately for him, proclaiming that this man was the alpha she’d been waiting for.

“Yes, you will,” he said, hoarsely. Then he thrust his cock inside her,
hard…
and so deep, she shrieked.

He moaned and stayed deep, not moving. “God, Terra,” he said, eyes shut with the pleasure. Then he opened them and held her gaze with his dark blue eyes blazing. “I want you like this…
forever.”

Her wolf leaped for joy, but her heart barely had time to register what he’d said before he pulled back and thrust again, hard and deep. And then he was pounding into her, and no other thoughts were possible. Before, when Kaden had her up against the wall, she had been lost in the pure, insane pleasure of it… and he had seemed in control, distant and erotic. Now, with him deeper inside her than any man had ever been, he was face-to-face with her and breathing hard, moaning and swearing under his breath as he plunged again and again. His face was twisted in sweet torment, and it doubled her pleasure knowing she was giving so much to him.

“Goddamn it, Terra,” he said hoarsely. “I need you to come for me.” He shifted his angle a little, and then her vision whited out as he hit a new spot that rushed her to the edge. She screamed his name, again and again, clutching at him, and then the rising wave of pleasure broke—and she bucked so hard, her mind blotted out, and she wasn’t even sure where she was anymore. She was lost in loving and being loved, an endless sea of pleasure drowning her. Kaden roared and buried himself deep, holding still as he pulsed inside her. That stretched a long moment, and then they rocked a little more, riding the wave as it settled, until Terra literally had no energy left at all.

She sank into the sheets, utterly limp and spent.

Kaden pulled out, unfolded her legs, then drew her up next to him, the length of his amazing body pressed against hers, tucking her smaller form into the vast safety of his.

“Good God, woman,” he breathed into her hair. “I want to do that to you again. Very, very soon.”

Her heart swelled. Could he really mean this? Was he really saying these things to her? And did it mean what she thought? Because for humans, all of this had to be so different. For wolves, there was mating—a literal magical bond that held them together. If she had this kind of experience with a wolf, those words would mean:
you are my mate.
They would both know. Her wolf and his would be singing to each other. She almost had that with Jaxson, although she never got close enough to him to find out if her wolf’s whimperings were justified. If he was truly for
her.
And it turned out, he wasn’t.

But with humans… what did all of this mean?

She cuddled into his chest as those thoughts rumbled through the post-climax bliss that was still buzzing her body. She couldn’t even begin to know how to talk about this with him.

Kaden was quiet for a minute, just stroking her hair and breathing it in. Then he said, “Terra, I need to tell you now before this goes much further.”

Her heart seized up, but she forced herself to pull back and meet his gaze.

It was so tender, it almost broke her heart.

He ran a thumb along her cheek. “God, you are so beautiful.”

She smiled. “Is that really what you wanted to tell me?”

He frowned. “No.” Then he struggled for a moment, and said, “I have a secret. No one knows. Like, literally
no one.
But I have to tell you because… because of this.” He let his gaze drop to her bare breasts pressing against his chest.

She just nodded, afraid to speak.

He swallowed. “Everyone thinks I’m human… but I’m not.”

Her eyes went wide. “You’re a
wolf.”

He gave a small nod.

A smile burst across her face. “I
knew
it!” She pushed him back on the bed and climbed on top of him. His eyes went wide as she straddled him and slapped both hands down on his chest. “I
knew
you were an alpha! My wolf has been singing it from the moment I saw you!” The joy was practically bursting out of her.

Kaden caught her wrists before she could playfully beat on him again. There was no smile on his face. “No one can know, Terra. No one.”

Her smile dimmed. “Why not?” But her brain was already ticking through the implications. He worked for the Seattle Police Department—a
human
police force. “Would the SPD fire you?” She scowled. Dammit, that was so wrong, it just twisted her up inside.

He frowned. “Probably. Even if they didn’t… I’d have to watch my back every minute. You know how they are.”

She leaned back, shoulders slumping. “You can’t come out because they hate wolves.”

He winced. “Let’s just say there’s a reason I tried so hard to get this assignment.”

Her eyes narrowed.
He did?
She could have sworn he hated it from the moment she saw him… her eyes went wide again, and she leaned forward, her hands resting on his chest. “You were trying to protect me.
From them.”

He nodded.

Her heart had that swelling feeling again. She slid her hands up around his neck, moving skin-on-skin against him and purring when that wrenched a small groan out of him. Her wolf strutted, validated in her assessment of Kaden. From the beginning, he was drawn to help her.
Protect her.
Before he even knew her. Before he knew anything other than what the public could see. And that was
exactly
how it was supposed to happen with mates—they were drawn to each other, the forces of the universe conspiring to bring them together at the perfect moment, when they needed each other most.

When death was about to catch up to her, finally, her true mate had appeared.

His hands were roaming his body. “Jesus, Terra.” His voice was hoarse again. “All you have to do is touch me, and my wolf comes alive, wanting to claim you again and again.”

She pulled back, unable to restrain the smirk of satisfaction. “That can very much be arranged.” Holy shit… normal sex with Kaden was
amazing
—how much better would mating sex be?

But he was back to scowling again. “I’m not a good match for you, Terra.”

What?
The smile died on her face. She smacked his chest with her open palm. “What the hell are you talking about, Kaden Grant?”

He raised his arms in defense, and a small smile quirked on his face, then quickly fled. “I’m in
hiding,
Terra. What are you going to do, mate with someone who’s supposedly human? That’s not even mating, and you know it. Everyone will know it. There’s no way anyone would believe someone like
you
would choose to be with someone like
me.”

She scowled and climbed off him, drawing her knees up and locking her arms around them. “I don’t know what you mean.” But she did. Even worse, she knew it could never be kept secret. She was too high-profile. The gossip pages would be all over her. The rumors alone would basically out Kaden as a wolf, even if he never admitted it.

Mating with her could
ruin
him.

Kaden rolled up to sitting next to her. He gently swept her sex-tossed hair behind her shoulder. “I would give my life to protect you. I would give up the force, my job, anything… just to have the honor of being with you and keeping you safe. But I would
have
to come out as a wolf and… well, my wolf isn’t the kind you’re going to want as a mate.”

She frowned again. He wasn’t concerned about
himself…
he was concerned about
her?
“I don’t understand.”

He sucked in a breath. “I’m just a halfling, Terra. My mother was human. And my father was the kind of wolf who got off with a human and then split. He was an asshole who didn’t care where he spread his seed or what halflings he left behind.” Kaden raked his gaze over her still-naked body. “Didn’t you wonder why I didn’t bother with protection? Or even ask?”

Her eyes went wide. She was so used to being with wolves, it didn’t even occur to her. But of course, a human wouldn’t know…

Kaden nodded. “I learned early on how to scent women—human and shifter. Although you’re the first shifter I’ve… well, the first one I’ve made love to. But I would never have if you were in your fertile time. I don’t want to be an asshole like my father.”

She unlocked her arms and placed her hands on his shoulders. “You are the extreme opposite of whoever that guy was.”

He scowled. “I don’t know about that. I have his DNA. And it’s fucking strong. I may only be a halfling, but I can shift. And, well, there’s something unusual about my wolf form.” He gritted his teeth. “Let’s just say I’m sure there are full-blooded alphas out there who would be much better mates for you.” Then he pressed his lips shut, and it looked like he was ready to kill something.

Which is exactly how she felt about mating with anyone else.

Her wolf was growling at the thought and demanding that she do something about it. And Terra wholeheartedly agreed. She slowly slid her hands down Kaden’s well-muscled chest. He gave her a look that was both chastising and thick with lust. She reached his cock, which was spent from their lovemaking, and grasped it hard, giving it a good stroke.

Kaden squirmed. “Jesus, Terra—” But his cock came unmistakably alive in her hand.

She grinned and stroked him some more, bringing him erect in no time flat. Then she sidled her body up to his, her breasts in his face, enticing him. She stopped tormenting him with her hand and wrapped her arms around his neck, taking a moment to stare into his eyes, her smile fading into seriousness.

“You are my alpha,” she said with all the reverent joy in her heart. “You will always respond to my touch more than any other woman on this planet. I am meant for you, and you are meant for me. And I don’t want to hear you talking about any other mates because that’s
not
how it’s going to be.”

His hands were suddenly in her hair, bringing her down for a kiss that devoured her and made her heart fly again.

When he released her, his voice was rough. “Is this how it always is?” he asked, breathless. “Is this how it is with mates? I’ve heard the stories, but… I’m losing my mind around you, Terra.”

“Damn right, you are.” She kissed him again, long and deep. When she broke it, she gave him another solemn look before saying, “I need you, Kaden Grant.”

His expression softened. “You have no idea what that does to me.”

If it was anything like it was doing to her… “I need more than just your body. I need your magic. I need to submit to you. To my alpha.”

He blinked. “I’ve never…” He swallowed. “I stayed away from the gangs, Terra. They don’t even know I’m a… I haven’t shifted in
years.
I’ve never submitted to anyone. I’m not even sure how…”

She grinned wide. “Shift for me, you big baby.”

He growled a warning at her, looked uncertain for a moment, then released her to move back on the bed. Another uncertain look, then he shifted…

Into a white wolf.

Terra’s hands flew to her mouth, covering it while it gaped open. No fucking way. “You’re… I can’t believe it. You’re a
white wolf.”

He shifted back, naked and scowling on the bed. “I told you there was—”

She scrambled across the tangled sheets to him. “No, no, no. Don’t misunderstand. It’s…
glorious.”
She smiled as she cupped his cheeks. The scowl disappeared from his face. “It’s just… there are some things you should know about that.”

He frowned. “Like what?”

“First things first.” Her smile beamed. No way would she let him out of this room before she flushed him full of the magic that a submission would bring. And submitting to a white wolf… if he were really part-witch like her cousin, Noah, the submission would be a little bit dangerous and wild and… she was getting hot just thinking about it. “Shift back into that gorgeous wolf form. My wolf is dying to meet you.”

This time, there was no hesitation. He shifted right in front of her. She smiled and shifted as well. They both were standing on the bed now on all fours. She immediately went for the submission pose—furry paws stretching out in front, rump in the air, head dipping down, tail tucked. Kaden may not know much about submission, but his wolf did. Her pose drew out the alpha in him, and he quickly stood tall, ears forward, tail held high. As soon as they both were in the pose that induced the magic, it washed over her like an electrical storm, enlivening her, building her up even as it bound her to him. Until at least the next full moon, he was her alpha in fact, in magic, not just in destiny. The bond had to be bolstering him, flushing him full of magical energy as well. Her submission would literally make him stronger. And he would protect her with his life, just as he promised. She was now
pack
with him. She would serve him, and soon enough, she would seal it with a mating bond.

But not just yet.

Kaden needed to understand more about his wolf. And she knew just what to do about that, too. The thrill of being able to introduce him to it, to guide him in his assumption of his true alpha form, had her wriggling in her submission pose, eager to make love to that gorgeous human body again.

After a moment, she realized he probably wasn’t used to communicating via thoughts. Or knew the proper protocol to release her from the submission pose.

My love,
she sent a thought to him.

Holy shit.
His thoughts were a rambling mess, uncontrolled.
Oh, right. This is a pack thing, right? This thought thing? Holy shit.

Her wolf was chuckling in little wolfy yips.