I notice her as soon as she enters the pub. It's the first time I've seen her, but a woman like her can't pass by unnoticed. God damn it, since when a Goddess like her roams around a pack like this?
The skimpy red dress hugs her curves perfectly, and the length of it begs for me to drag her into the office and bend her over the table.
Her body freezes as I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her back against my chest, but after a few seconds, she relaxes.
"Well, hello there, hot stuff," I whisper near her ear.
She ignores my greeting and closes her eyes, only to continue dancing. She presses her ass against my crotch and moves her hips. A slight smirk spreads across my lips as she jumps up when she feels my erection against her ass.
That's what you get if you decide to grind against a cock, especially when you're so fucking seductive.
I try to lean to her neck and offer to leave this place, but the tiny spitfire is quick enough to grab my hand and try to break free of my grip. Feisty, I love it.
She thought she was distracting me, and I'd be like any other wolf who loses touch with reality when my dick gets erect. As if.
I want to make fun of the failed attempt, but she forces her heel against my foot, and I hiss under my breath. I know what she's up to, but it won't happen, not on my watch.
I tighten my hold around her waist and place my hand on her neck. "You don't want to play with me." I don't say anything else; my words are a mere statement, not an attempt to convince her.
I'm more than happy to show her everything I'm capable of.
Besides, she may be feisty and hot as hell, but she's tiny.
If she tried to turn around and look me in the eye, she'd have to stare up. The only way she'd be able to meet my gaze would be if I got down on my knees or, even better, if she sat on my lap.
"Let go of me!" The tiny spitfire tries to break free of my grip.
I lean down to her ear again and whisper. "First of all, calm your tits. You can ignore me; I don't mind watching them bounce. I don't listen to orders; I'm the one barking them."
She makes no secret of how frantically she tries to search the crowd. I don't think I saw her come in with anyone.
Well, I wasn't paying attention either because my eyes were glued on this fine ass.
"I'm waiting for my boyfriend." She snaps me out of my thoughts, and for a second, I lose the ability to speak.
No man in this pub has even a hint of her scent clinging to them; there's no way- she must be lying.
Being a shifter herself, she should know the price of lying. Unmated women are free to claim.
My gaze sweeps over the crowd, and I chuckle. "Then we will wait for this boyfriend together. It would be a shame to let a beautiful woman roam this place alone. This is a dangerous establishment, darling, full of unmated men waiting for the opportunity to force their canines down your seductive throat. I'm a gentleman. If I wasn't one, I'd throw you over my shoulder and take you home as soon as I noticed you." I emphasise the last part of my statement.
She quickly spins around and stares at me. I almost have to laugh at her face when she finally looks at me, but she has some fire in her.
In the blink of an eye, she regains her composure and hisses at me. "I said fuck off!"
I pull her closer to me, if that's possible, and grin at the woman. "If I see something I like, I'll take it. Why don't we wait and see how real your boyfriend is."
She keeps trying to get away from me, but I won't let her. Regardless of which shifter you are, the most important law is the same for everyone. I saw her, I approached her first, and if she is unclaimed, I have the right to claim her.
She's of age, her eyes keep flickering between the colours, so I know her cat is interested. This is the first time I've seen a cat that's not afraid of wolves. Interesting.
"One dance," she mutters under her breath, and I grin like an idiot. That's more like it.
We don't have many newcomers here, so a new face is quite refreshing. Besides, I travelled here to visit my brother; running into a nympho like her is a pure coincidence. One lucky motherfucker I am, indeed.
And now, I have no intention of letting her go, not tonight. A woman like her is not only a feast for the eyes but a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to taste.
I know my men had their eyes on her as soon as she entered this God-forsaken place, and I'd love to challenge them all to get a piece of her.
Her hips move to the rhythm of the music, and I could swear she's doing it all on purpose. Maybe she plans to keep up with the game and leave me standing in the middle of the fucking dance floor with a damn erection pressing against my zipper.
"You're a great dancer," I say, leaning to her neck and breathing in her scent. Whatever it is about her- she drives me crazy.
She forgot about said boyfriend sooner than I thought. The scent of her arousal hits my nostrils, and I immediately emit a low, possessive growl to warn anyone who caught on to it.
"You're not so bad yourself," she almost moans. Damn, how seductive can she be? A woman like her should be praised like a Goddess and fucked like the dirtiest little slut every night.
My hand slides to her breast, and I cup it. She doesn't seem to mind, so I squeeze it, enjoying her size.
I lean to her neck, and my lips instantly assault her skin. She melts in my arms and tilts her head to give me better access, so I shamelessly slide my hand down to her sex and cup it.
From now on, anyone who interrupts our moment will become my nemesis, and I'll wreak havoc here until there is no man left standing.
Yet, if the said boyfriend isn't a figment of her imagination, she could leave me at any moment, and there's nothing I can do to stop her as she's not part of this pack.
To make things easier, I slowly walk to the back of the dance floor, pulling her with me so we're hidden from unwanted attention.
The closer I get to the hall leading to the restrooms, the more I understand how badly I screwed up. I knew a taste wouldn't be enough as soon as my eyes fell on her.
As I suspected- I want more. Way more than pointless grinding against each other and a few kisses here and there.
Sarah povIf Luka thought he could keep me from the danger that only he sees, he has another thing coming. I've been raised and tortured by a man I'd call the Devil himself. The possible danger that Luka sees is nothing compared to what I had to see and live through.I wait twenty minutes just to make sure the Alpha doesn't come back. God, how I hate these kinds of men. Dominant, possessive and demanding - they act like they're on top of the world while others are nothing but dirt under their feet.I don't leave the cabin until I'm sure Luka is gone. I double-check that the door is locked and head towards the main hotel building.As expected, the same woman is sitting behind the front desk and flas
Lazarus povEven before my hands get a proper feeling of her body, the whole place smells like sex and candy. The sweet scent of her skin reminds me of coffee, mints, and early winter mornings. The scent is intoxicating, inviting even, and when I add the intense aroma of her arousal, I think I have fallen from heaven, died and gone straight back to heaven. Funny, a heathen like me trapped in heaven.I expect resistance, a fierce struggle, but the darling in my arms melts as quickly as my self-control. Her breaths come in sharp pants, and I'm sure she hadn't noticed how easily her body yields to me. Her hips sway to the rhythm of the music; her round ass grinds against me with such force that I feel like my cock is about to find its own voice and growl like an animal. God, how long has it been since I last touched a woman? The last ti
Sarah povHoly crap, I did it! I mustered up enough courage and strength to break free from his arms and run away. A loud, annoyed huff leaves my lips as I think about how I've once again taken the chance to run away from everything I want and everything I fear. "He's a goddamn Alpha; get your head back in the game!" I hiss to myself, fixing my gaze on the road ahead.I don't have any personal belongings, so leaving the hotel won't set me back by anything. Besides, I'll leave the car at the border; I'm just borrowing it, not stealing it.All I see is the road and the endless forests that surround it. Sure, the view is more than beautiful, but I can't focus on nature and stay here. Within a few hours, I've managed to attract the attention of two Alphas.
Sarah povI take a deep breath and remind myself I'm not supposed to feel this excited and, frankly, turned on by facing a dominant man."Okay, but why? I wasn't speeding, I didn't see any traffic signs, and you didn't check my papers... sir," I know it'd be best if I comply, but I'm not ready to give in so easily. He can answer my questions, give valid reasons why he wants to do the search, and then I will decide if I agree. Nothing can happen without my consent. Right?Even though this man is driving a patrol car, he looks like the most ravishing moron alive, especially with that tight uniform, but he's still supposed to work for the good of civilians. No self-respecting police officer would use his advantages against those he is supposed to protect.&n
Sarah povI'm so close to climaxing that I don't want this feeling to stop. The only thing that surprises me is that he didn't have to pull his cock out of his pants to force me so close to climax.My breathing quickens, and just before I can reach bliss, he withdraws his fingers back, turns me around and presses my back against the hood. He brings his fingers to his lips and slowly licks every drop of my juices. I gulp and watch his every move. I'm not sure if this is the hottest or the craziest thing I've ever seen a man do.Before I realise it, he leans forward and presses our lips together to share my taste.Though his lips are demanding and the kiss rough, I still try to regain normal breathing between the
Luka pov "Romano," I groan, struggling to hold the phone to my ear. It has to be years since the last time someone decided to call me in the middle of the night. So much for the first night I didn't have to fight the damn insomnia. "Alpha, I'm sorry to bother you at such a late hour, but we may have a problem at the hotel." It takes me a few moments to understand that I heard the voice. It's the pushy receptionist I met when I was getting the cabin for a cat shifter. Whatever is going on, I'm sure it can wait until morning, but apparently, Alpha's don't sleep. At least that's what everyone thinks. Although I'm tempted to end the call and get some more sleep, I still question the woman, just in case there really is an
Sarah pov Lazarus, so that's the Alphas name. Come to think about it, I didn't bother to ask for his name, but maybe that's for the best. If I stay here, at least I can act like I don't know him in case we happen to run into each other. Well, that is, if he allows me to behave completely oblivious. Luka's gaze is so intense that I don't want to stay near him any longer. He shouldn't have been here in the first place. After a bit of struggle, I manage to free myself from his grip and step back. The heat season is about to begin; I can't stay this close to a man, let alone Alpha. "Look, I'm tired, and I'm sure so are you. I'll go to the cabin, and you go home. As you said earlier, I'll go to your office first thin
Luka povYesterday, I left Sarah in the cabin to give her some privacy. Even a fool could see that she was far too tired to keep her eyes open, let alone think about anything I said. Besides, her reaction wasn't anything close to what I expected, so I guess all I can do is give her more time.Usually, a new day brings the same responsibilities and a fresh load of crap for me to deal with, but today seems strangely different.I've been sitting in my office for about three hours, and nothing has happened- no pack member has demanded to see me, and my secretary hasn't brought in a new stack of papers to read. I wonder why. The day is a bit too suspiciously slow to overlook.My mother used to repeat that dis