The Falk Clan Complete Series

by C. D. Gorri

  He growled and, with a single-minded determination he’d never shown before, Nikolai went flying across the room, uncaring of those he shoved out of the way. Es meus, his emerald Dragon roared in his mind’s eye. Those words stopped him in his tracks like nothing else could. She was here. In that very room. His mate.

  He inhaled and groaned aloud as the sweet, tempting scent hit him again, harder than before. He opened his eyes to see a curvy goddess dressed in a forest green gown standing before him, concern marring her fiery whiskey-colored eyes.

  “Are you alright?” her voice was husky and soft.

  It sent chills down his spine. And more. For the first time in nigh on a hundred years, Nikolai’s cock filled to bursting.

  He felt his Dragon surge forward, powerful and hungry.

  Nikolai whispered the only thing he could think to say before sweeping her into his arms and lowering his mouth to hers, “Mine.”

  CHAPTER 6

  Holy fucking shit. Melody barely had enough time to register that the gorgeous stranger she’d spied across the room, who’d been trembling and breathing heavily, now had her in his steely arms and was kissing the life out of her in front of everyone!

  Well, she knew he was a Shifter. But even her keen sense of smell couldn’t discern what kind. He smelled powerful. Full of magic, as opposed to animal. An avian Shifter perhaps? How could she think when he was possessing her mouth with his own?

  He was tall and powerfully built. She noted his pale green eyes and thick, dark hair, the first time his gaze collided with hers. After that, it was kind of a blur. He’d moved with incredible speed. Grasping her by the hand and slamming her body into his.

  Her Coyote practically drooled over his manly show of dominance. Get a grip. And she did, on his enormous shoulders. Holy crap! His body was corded with sinewy muscles. She felt them rippling against her much softer frame as he walked her backwards into the hallway, his lips never letting up for one single moment.

  She threw her arms around his thick neck. To keep herself from falling, she told herself. Yeah. Right. Melody knew she shouldn’t be doing this, but she couldn’t stop herself from responding either. He was a total stranger! A sexy as all hell stranger, she corrected.

  He growled deep in his throat. He wound his tongue around hers, caressing it and her with his lips, and tongue, and teeth. It was driving her wild with need. His kiss was insistent, but tender, as if he was savoring her. Bullshit. He doesn’t even know me. He must be either crazy, drunk, or under some spell. She’d heard the Faeries in the office threatening to spike the food if they didn’t get paid vacation time this year.

  Fuck. That must be it. She attempted to pull back, but his arms tightened around her. Her breasts were crushed against his hard chest. Her nipples tingled through the fabric as if she were bare against him, despite the built-in bra.

  She appreciated a well-built man. Always had. And boy, was he built really well. His large, strong hands gripped her around her waist and back as he firmly continued to suckle at her oh-so-willing mouth.

  This was one of those greatest-movie-kisses-of-all-time things. The kind where the hero storms the castle to get his woman at the end of the movie and they live happily ever after. Where they kissed like they were dying for each other. So romantic! And so very fucking wrong!

  She was no movie damsel, and this wasn’t her happy ending! But it could be, her Coyote whispered in her mind’s eye. Horny bitch.

  No. Must stop. This time she pushed against his chest with a little more force. Using the strength of her Coyote. Melody straightened her shoulders and looked into his glowing green eyes. She could sense his confusion and sought to address it immediately. Before this gets any more out of control.

  “I’m sorry,” she began.

  “Don’t be, we can pick right back up,” he murmured and bent to kiss her again.

  “No! No, none of that,” she said and turned her head to avoid his masterful lips.

  That was a mistake! He found the exposed skin of her neck and proceeded to kiss, lick, and suck. Oh fuuuckk! Shivers ran up and down her spine. Heat pooled in her stomach and traveled straight down to her pussy. Then he went and bit down, not hard enough to break skin but her needy clit twitched in response. Fuuckkkk meeee!

  She moaned against his seeking lips as he made his way back up to her mouth. He tasted spicy with an edge that bordered on fantasy. Totally out of her league, she wanted to banish the hateful thought that crept into her mind.

  As if sensing her doubt, he increased the pressure of his lips. She swallowed harshly as his hands found the skin at the opening in the back of her dress. Sensation overload, she moaned finally understanding the phrase. He was everywhere. His scent, his taste, his touch. And she didn’t know his name!

  “Mmm, baby, you feel like silk, Smooth and hot to the touch. I can’t wait to peel this dress off you.”

  “Hold on. Wait, please stop,” she whispered the despised words, wanting to kick herself when he obeyed. He was breathing roughly and turned his head in wonder as if only realizing now where they were.

  The hallway was empty except for the odd person walking discreetly towards the restrooms. He’d at least had enough presence of mind to tuck them in a corner behind a large potted tree.

  Melody took a step back and righted her dress. She wiped her mouth and looked at his roving green eyes. They seemed to caress her body like hands.

  So expressive in his desire, she gasped. Had any man ever looked at her with such open hunger? She doubted it.

  “Um, who are you?”

  “I’m Nikolai Falk. You’re name, sweet?”

  He took her hand in his, drawing circles against the soft part while he watched her with a curious expression on his too handsome face.

  “My name is Melody Casper.”

  “Perfect, as you are, Melody Casper,” he said, and seemed to savor it on his tongue.

  “I’m not perfect,” she stated blandly.

  “But you are like a song, beautiful Melody. Poetry,” he said and caressed her face with his fingertips.

  She sighed and struggled to hold onto her humanity. Her Coyote barked and yipped in her mind’s eye. The furry beast doing circles inside of her. What the heck?

  “You’re a Dragon?” She asked astonished at her own rudeness.

  “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that!”

  “Nonsense, you can ask me anything. Yes, I am a Dragon and you are a Coyote, aren’t you little one?” His gaze was purely appreciative as he looked her over again.

  “Yes, I am,” she pulled her hand slightly, but he refused to let it go. A fact that made her want him all the more.

  “Look, I have heard about you know,” she murmured, rolling her eyes at his confused look.

  “Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Falk, and-” Melody couldn’t believe what she was about to say, but before she could get a word out, her large, blonde companion approached them.

  “Hello, friend, I’m Cecil,” he extended a hand to Nikolai who merely looked at the other Shifter and growled.

  “Okay, then. Hey Melody, I just wanted to make sure you’re okay?”

  Cecil’s question was firm and direct. She smiled at him, grateful that he’d cared enough to check on her. The big Dragon who was still holding her hand did not seem to like it all that much. In fact, he lifted his lip and snarled at the blonde man.

  “The lady is perfectly fine and none of your concern, friend,” he said the word, but Melody knew he didn’t mean it. Neanderthal. Okay, it was a little hot.

  Still, Cecil waited for her to answer. She nodded and opened her hand up to Nikolai’s possessive one. Wanting to soothe him, though she didn’t understand why.

  She was almost embarrassed at how turned on she was by his blatant show of possessiveness. It was a Shifter thing, she guessed. Her inner Coyote liked that he could take care of her. Feminism was alive and well in the Shifter world, but apparently her inner animal was not feeling it!

 
“Thank you, Cecil, but Nikolai and I are fine, I do appreciate the concern,” she stepped forward to kiss his cheek.

  Again, Nikolai growled, but she stepped into his embrace quickly, pressing her back against his chest. The movement seemed to soothe him and his beast. His hands rested on her waist, but she knew his eyes still watched the other male Shifter until he retreated with a wave back to the gala.

  “That was risky on his part,” Nikolai said as he nuzzled the back of her neck. She arched and sighed, loving the way his hot breath tickled her skin. His fingertips ran down the length of her back exposed by her gown. Stopping to toy with a spot above her left buttock.

  “Is that a tattoo?”

  “Yes.”

  “What of? Never mind, I’ll find out, later,” he turned her around and pressed their lips together in a sizzling kiss that left her breathless.

  “Let’s get out of here,” she said. She felt wild and reckless and so fucking turned on she didn’t ever want to think again. Especially if thinking meant talking herself out of leaving this place with that man on her arm.

  “Baby, you don’t know what you do to me. Come on, let’s go,” he grabbed her hand and led her to the coat check. She was barely aware of him talking to her, but he smiled and pressed his thumb against her palm.

  “I said, stay here and I’ll come back for you once the valet pulls my car out front. I won’t be long,” he kissed her lips quickly and went to talk to the valet.

  Melody exhaled. Holy fuck! Her whole body was on fire! She was burning for him. She’d never really done one-night stands, but there was a first time for everything. Besides, she was thirty-five and just ripe for a blazing affair.

  What if he changes his mind? What if he doesn’t like what he sees when he gets my clothes off? Oh no. What if he has a small dick? Wait. No way.

  She’d felt the evidence of his enormous manhood pressed against her belly when they’d kissed before. Everything about him was big. Thank fucking god!

  Her thoughts were interrupted by a woman in a short, skin-tight red dress with six-inch stilettos. She was blonde and super thin, with a lot of make-up, and a nasty look in her blue eyes.

  “You know, as a fellow woman, I thought you should know, that one has some rumors flying around about him.”

  “Excuse me?”

  “They say he is a fucking pervert. He takes out his afflictions on others, you know what I mean?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “Dear, are you that dumb? That one is all show, he can’t get it up. He is all talk and no action, but worse, he’s got a temper too. Just thought I’d warn you, but you’re probably not used to male attention like that, can’t say I blame you for falling for it,” she continued with her unwanted advice and Melody was fuming by the time her rant was finished.

  “You know, I don’t believe I asked for your opinion. Have a good night.”

  She walked to the door at the same time Nikolai came back to fetch her. His eyes were on her and so he seemed to miss the unwelcome exchange.

  “You ready?”

  “Yes,” she said. More than ready.

  CHAPTER 7

  Nikolai held her hand and drove like a madman till he reached his hotel. He ignored the doorman in his haste to get her up to his penthouse.

  He grabbed for her as soon as the doors to the private elevator slid closed. Oblivious or uncaring of the cameras he was sure were placed there. He growled as the sexy scent of her arousal reached him.

  Fuck, his baby was hot as sin. Her face was fucking perfect. Like an angel, he thought. Her coloring all golds and ambers. Luminous skin, silky hair with beautiful highlights other women paid a fortune to try and mimic, curves that made his mouth water. And she was his. She just didn’t know it yet.

  Nikolai couldn’t hold back another second. He took her face in his hands, testing the softness of her skin against his fingers. Need overwhelmed him, and he dove in for all he was worth.

  Tongues dueled, lips crashed, and bodies heaved with desire in the confines of the small elevator. He pulled fabric out of the way, leaving his tuxedo jacket, tie, and shirt on the floor. The doors opened, and he lifted her up in his arms, never breaking their kiss.

  Thank the gods, her dress was flowy, or he’d have ripped it. That would have been a shame. He stood her up in front of the king-sized bed. His body hummed with the need to have her. Claim her. Es Meus.

  Amazing. His cock was so hard he damn near burst through his slacks for wanting her! Months of nothing and now he was like a rocket about to go off. Like a Dragonling with his first wench.

  Nay. No others. Es Meus, his EnergyDragon roared. Nikolai agreed wholeheartedly. This stunning Coyote Shifter was all his. He’d make her see it too. He twined her fingers with his and ground into her with his clothes body. Sucking on her lower lip.

  Fuck yeah. He couldn’t wait to taste her everywhere. Every curve, every dip, every single inch of her was his. She belonged to him as he did to her. Now he just had to show her.

  “Oh yes,” she moaned and threw her head back as he sucked on the hollow of her neck.

  He sought clasps and zippers and after some clever maneuvering, smoothed the silky confection down her supple body. It pooled at her feet like an ocean of green silk and he dropped to his knees to nuzzle her sex through the sheer black panties that separated her from him.

  He sucked in a breath and tasted her on his tongue. Citrus bean and bourbon. Sweet and savory. The perfect meal, he thought, and yes, he was going to make a meal out of her.

  He nudged her gently and laid her down on the comforter, pulling her until her ass hit the end of the mattress. He draped her sexy, large thighs over his shoulders. Her heat reached him, making him shudder with explosive need. His cock standing up at the scent, he gloried in his reaction to her.

  Nik exhaled slowly. He’d missed feeling this way, true, but it was even more now. He was made for this one woman. To see to her every need and desire. He pushed her thighs wide open. Leaving her on display for him. She sat up on her elbows worry creasing her brow, but he smiled and dipped his head, inhaling deeply.

  “These are very sexy panties, sweet, but they have to go,” he growled as he took them in his teeth and pulled.

  Melody’s head dropped back once again, and she moaned. He ripped the flimsy fabric off her flesh and growled. She was dripping for him. Her pretty pink pussy gleamed in front of him. Sweet as pie to his hungry eyes and mouth.

  “Your glistening, baby, so wet and hot for me. I bet you taste like you smell, all sweet citrus and ripe berries, I can’t wait to fuck you with my tongue,” he blew on her sensitive skin, and was rewarded with another moan.

  “So, fucking beautiful, baby,” he growled, and she fisted his hair. His sweet mate was fierce too, he mused as she tried to force him down to where she wanted. He smiled and resisted, giving in only when she whimpered his name.

  “Please, Nikolai,” she moaned softly.

  “Please what? Say the words, baby, and I’ll do what you want.”

  “Please, lick me, Niko.”

  He liked the way she’d shortened his name. Niko. A private little moniker just for her to use. Yes, I like it, he thought, and he showed her how much by driving his tongue straight into her tight channel.

  Her taste exploded on his tongue and if possible, his cock grew even harder. With every lick and taste, he felt his Dragon ripple beneath his skin. The beast wanted him to mark her. Claim her. Take her. Es Meus, he roared.

  He wanted to do that. So, fucking badly. But he fought back the urge to claim and concentrated on pleasing his mate. He pinned her to the bed with one steely arm over her stomach while he buried his tongue inside her moist heat. He wanted to plunder her depths, make her scream his name.

  Fuck, yeah. She tried to rock her hips, but he wouldn’t allow it. She’d come from his ministrations alone. He’d take care of her. Fuck yeah, he was born to please her.

  He clamped his lips over her clit, sucking hard
as his fingers replacing his tongue in her tight, slick heat. She bucked underneath him, moaning aloud. Saying his name over and over again.

  Nikolai moaned against his mate’s pussy. He pushed his fingers deeper, freeing her body as he used his other hand to roam over her gorgeous ass, lifting it higher as he found her forbidden hole.

  He teased as his mouth sucked and fingers plunged. And she loved every second of it. Her body rocked against him, chest heaving, mouth open. She was fucking glorious.

  His dick throbbed with the need to be inside her, but he needed her to come first. His pleasure could wait. Hers, not so much. Nik groaned as her pussy clenched around his fingers. Her clit throbbed against his tongue as he lapped at her.

  The scent of her musk surrounded him. He doubled his efforts and was rewarded when her body stilled violently against his tongue. Her channel milked his fingers and she screamed his name, her Coyote in her voice as she came with unabandoned glory.

  The first of many orgasms to come, he thought with pride as he calmed her by kissing her swollen sex.

  She moved to slide away but he held her firm. His kisses slowly exciting as they slid up her soft thighs, arousing her all over again. He growled against her. Unable to stem the sound as she mewled beneath him.

  His Dragon roared in his mind’s eye. She was the perfect mate. Sultry and so damn responsive. He thumped his dick once with his hand, ordering his appendage to behave lest he cum in his pants. But how could he behave when she was glowing with the aftermath of her first orgasm with him.

  Nikolai eased over Melody’s nude body. Continuing his sensuous assault on her body. Wanting to stamp himself all over her. He used his thumb to tap her clit while he licked his way to her glorious breasts.

  “Niko, more,” she moaned. She wound her hands around his neck and shoulders, caressing him.

  He loved her attentions, his skin heated where her fingers tread. He raised his head and took her in. He had never seen anything as beautiful as his mate bare and willing beneath him.