Chapter~12~Getting what you asked for.

Nicholas~

We sat for a while admiring the view. Long enough for me to realize I am just as hopeless as Zeek, and I can't seem to take my eyes off of Harley. The slightest move of her body is captivating to my senses; her smile is infectious and sends a strange pulse through my chest. Sitting back in my chair, I notice the way her eyes dance when she laughs.

Hold up, wait a minute, I come upright like a scolded pup. The sudden urge to be close to her is both unexpected and unsettling. Getting a handle on the wave that just went through me would have to wait. Zeek snarled at the man, who was also human, coming in and approaching Harley at the bar. The female moves away, and I tune into Harley and the human.

From what I am hearing, they were lovers; I am surprised by the jolt of jealousy that shot through my chest. We dislike his quick lean into her as he pushes away from the bar. Zeek hauls me to my feet and moves us toward them. The guy heads toward the exit, which is lucky for both of us, but Zeek doesn't stop.

The closer we got, the stronger her scent became. I couldn't put a name to the warm combination of apple blossom and cinnamon she was emitting, other than 'yuuuummmm!' Our eyes locked, and I saw the slight darkness as her wolf pushed forward. I crossed the room and sat beside her at the bar without breaking eye contact. Her wolf and Zeek exchanged low growls.

"What can I do for you, Alpha?" She asked and looked away from me, but I noticed how her fingers twitched on her glass.

"You must have mistaken me for someone else."

I moved on the barstool so my knees brushed against her thigh. The electrostatic burst of the contact sends chills down my spine.

"I don't think so. Why don't you make it easy on us both and tell me what you are doing here?" She drank the last of her sunrise and leveled me with a no-shitting me allowed look.

The draw between us is incredible; she feels it too. Her face reveals a lot, even though she’s trying to hide behind her bravado. I lean in closer to her. "I could ask you the same thing."

She tosses her dark hair over her shoulder. A smile teases the corner of her mouth. "That's none of your business."

"Fair enough. Let me see your wolf."

"No," she bit her lip.

My dick twitched in my jeans. "You want to get out of here?"

The look on her face says she's caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. I can almost see the devil on her left and the angel on her right shoulder. Here, I hope hell wins out.

"Don't worry, I don't bite. Much!"

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Wolfman." She slid off the barstool. "Let's go!"

I swipe the key card, and we get inside my hotel room. Harley throws herself into my chest, wraps her arms around my neck, and pulls me to her lips. Her kiss is as hot as fire. I switched our positions, pushing Harley's back against the wall and pulling her thigh over mine as I deepened the kiss. My hands roamed over her ass as hers went for the button of my jeans.

I have never had this level of connection or desire with a female. No words were necessary; we both knew what we wanted. I scoop her up and carry her to the bed, settling her on my lap, pulling the T-shirt over her head, and kissing the exposed part of her breasts before removing her bra. Harley is tugging at my hemline. I lift my arms, and she unbuttons my shirt, slides it over my shoulder, and tosses it to the floor with hers. I set her aside on the bed and removed my jeans.

She lies back on the bed with a wild spark in her eyes. "Fuck me, wolfman!"

"I will definitely do that!"

But not before I taste her apple pie, I crawl up the bed from the bottom, scooping her legs over my shoulders, and bury my face between her thighs. A low growl escaped me as I tasted her cum, lapping it from her opening like I was an inmate on death row enjoying my last meal. Her juices tingle inside my mouth as I make my way up her body.

She seemed to enjoy her taste as well; her lips were puffy by the time she released mine. I pushed up from the bed, lifting her legs over her head onto my shoulders. She's got long legs, but I still have her in prime position as I pushed into her core hard and deep, damn it, she is so wet! Not meaning to, I am going at her hard, and she wants more.

"Yes, wolfman, drive it like you own it!"

Now, I have a tiger by the tail that doesn’t know me. Slowing down is also something I realize I need. As I drop her legs, she wraps them around me and returns my kiss. I'm drawn to her marking spot as I worked my to her neck, so I nibbled there before licking her earlobe.

"My name is Nick."

I pushed back up and picked up my pace. The feeling of her inner walls contracting around my shaft is unlike anything I have experienced during sex. She whimpers as she rides out her orgasm, still pushing her hips up into me. I let loose with a growl and a last thrust as soon as I collapsed onto the bed. Harley snuggles into my arms and lays her head on my chest.

I've never really been a snugger, and my instinct is to pull away from her. Zeek's vicious growl changed my mind. Instead, I wrapped my arms around her tightly. If I'm to be honest with myself, I had to admit that holding Harley wasn't so bad. I could even get used to it. We pretend to be asleep a couple of hours later when she eases away from us and off the bed.

'She's leaving, stop her!'

'I know that, and the answer is no. If she wants to leave, we should let her go, Zeek.'

'They're our mates, Nick.'

'I know that too, but we can't force her either.'