Scent Of Uncertainty (The Venus Pack Series Book 1)

by Riley Cross

  Gripping his locks between my fingers, I angle his head for better access. Our tongues clash as our kiss turns ravenous.

  “Fuck!” His growl spikes my need. Flooding my body with heat.

  “That’s the idea.” I purr against his mouth.

  Pulling us away from the wall, he lays me out on the bed, dropping with me.

  My legs stay wrapped around him, refusing to give him any room to leave.

  Firm hands snake under my top. When his fingers slip past my bra and skim over my budded nipples, I moan into his mouth. I feel hot all over. Like an inferno is ripping through my body and Dominic is my only source of water. My wolf is pushing hard, demanding we finally claim our male.

  Pulling away from our kiss, Dominic begins kiss his way across my jaw, and down the column of my neck. Ripping another growl from my lips when I feel his blunt teeth score the sensitive skin where my shoulder begins. Yes. I want his mark there. Branding me.

  “Soon.” Dominic promises as if he can hear my internal pleas.

  My legs drop from his waist, giving him more room to roam. Wasting no time with my shirt buttons, Dominic shreds the offending garment. Burying his face between the mounds of my breasts. Shit. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear he was a male wolf. He’s acting as possessive as one.

  Cupping my left breast in his hand, he tests its weight. Giving it a gentle squeeze. While his tongue licks its way across my right breast, before sucking the nipple into his mouth. My back bows off of the mattress as he lathers my nipple in attention before quickly swapping to do the same to the other.

  I’m wet. I know I am. I can practically feel it leaking from me. My body priming itself for what’s coming.

  I’ve wanted this moment for years. Dreamed of it. But now it’s happening, I can’t help feeling we are going too fast. That we need to savor it. But I can’t seem to stop myself from pulling his mouth away from my punished breasts, back to my lips.

  Or my fingers as they turn into claws and give his jeans the same treatment as my shirt.

  “Not yet, love.” Dominic groans into my open mouth. His hands wrap around mine, stopping them from taking what I want.

  Again, he pulls away from my kiss, I almost snarl at him. I only catch myself when he lowers down my body. Unsnapping the button on my jeans, he tugs them off.

  What follows is a harsh string of curses.

  “You’re not wearing any underwear.” Dominic’s face turns slack as he stares at the junction between my thighs.

  “Nope.”

  When his eyes lock with my own, I swallow, hard.

  “You were sitting down there, in a room full of males, with this sweet fruit bare.” His growl has me squirming beneath him. I have to hold back the whine when his features turn savage.

  For fucksake touch me before I go crazy. “If you’re having trouble with this, maybe I should go back downstairs.” My taunt does the trick.

  Diving for me, I cry out when his tongue delves into my folds, licking up my arousal. “Fuck…. fuck…. fuck!” I chant, squeezing my eyes shut, raking his hair between my fingers.

  Jesus. Mary. Joseph and all the saints in heaven.

  My muscles go taunt and I know I’m not going to last as long as I’d like. “Dominic!” I mewl, desperately wanting him to thrust me over the edge of oblivion. I feel his smile on me. His mouth latches onto my clit, at the same time he fills my empty channel with two fingers. Without warning, my climax rips through me, pulling me from reality. I can’t stop his name falling from my lips as my nerve endings come alive, turning my body ultra-sensitive.

  Holding me captive with one hand gripping my hip, he doesn’t let up. His tongue lashes against my sensitive bundle of nerves while his fingers move into a come here motion. Forcing me over the edge once more. Trembling from the aftershocks, Dominic crawls back up my body, licking his lips like he’s savoring my taste.

  “That was-” My brain feels like mush as I try to think of the right word.

  “Mind blowing? Earth-shattering? Awe-inspiring?”

  “Nice.” I smile sleepily.

  The disbelief on his face is almost comical.

  “Nice?” He sputters.

  I can only giggle at his reaction.

  “I’ll show you nice.” Shucking off his jeans and boxers. My eyes widen when I spot his obvious arousal. Hard and heavy between his legs.

  “Promises, promises Harry.” My lips curl.

  “Oh, Perdita, you’re gonna regret that.”

  Without warning, Dominic pounces. Flipping me onto my stomach. Wrapping his hand around my neck, I gasp as he pulls me up onto my knees, my back flush with his chest. With my legs spread, his thick shaft sits hard and heavy by my entrance.

  “Nothing smart to say, Kitten?” His breath tickles my ear, causing my breath to hitch. Smart? Err.

  Just as my brain tries to process his taunt, he shifts his hips, causing his cock to rub against me in delicious circles, rendering me speechless.

  “Fuck. you smell good enough to eat.” Dominic purrs, nuzzling my neck.

  “Mhmm. So do you.”

  “Ready to be mine, Kitten?”

  “Yes.” Finally. I growl in unison with my wolf.

  Lowering me down on my elbows, Dominic wastes no more time. He enters me in one smooth thrust. “Fuckkk…” Dominic’s growl has my inner walls tightening around his length.

  Holding my hips in a death grip, Dominic withdraws slowly, dragging out the pleasure for both of us. Before thrusting back into my heat, my sex clamps around him greedily.

  “Dominic, please move!”

  Circling his hips has my eyes rolling to the back of my head, as his cock hits all the sensitive spots.

  “Hold on.” He orders through gritted teeth.

  Hold wha?

  Pulling back from my heat, he surged forwards, harder, rougher. Pleasure boarding on pain washes through me. Our breathing quickens as our bodies move in sync with each other.

  “More, more, more.” I moan, half out of my mind.

  Cursing, Dominic withdraws from me completely. Crying out at the loss. Firm hands grip me, flipping me over. Without missing a beat, Dominic thrusts back into my heat, ripping a savage moan from us both.

  “Fucking hell, Rachael. So tight. So perfect.”

  How can he even form words right now?

  Gripping his neck, I pull him down to me, taking his mouth with my own.

  My hips rise up, meeting him thrust for thrust. Determined to get him as out of control as he has me. My tongue snakes out, licking and nipping his bottom lip.

  Groaning against my lips, he lifts us effortlessly from the bed and slams my body up against the nearest wall. Opening me up more, at this angle Dominic can go balls deep. Locking my legs around his waist, my hands reach above me trying to find purchase. His movements turn ravenous. “You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” Thrust.

  “Dominic!” I can hardly take what he is doing to my body. His presence is all around me, his scent is driving me and my animal out of our minds.

  “Bite. Claim.” My eyes burn gold with my last coherent thought. Baring my neck, magic surrounds us as blunt teeth bite down on the soft tissue at the base of my neck. A sweet mixture of his possessive words, our savage mating and his bite has me thrown over the edge. Crying out his name. With my wolf so close to the surface, I bare my own teeth as they lengthen and turn sharp. I bite down, sinking my teeth into the same spot at the base of his neck. Where I’ve always imagined placing my mark. Grunting and growling, Dominic’s thrusting turns jerky, his bite turns sharp, teeth effortlessly sink into my skin, wrenching another long drown out climax from me that triggers his own. Swallowing his life essence, I gasp as a harsh pain spears my chest, knocking the breath out of me and causing my jaw to lock onto my mate. Dominic’s own teeth dig into my neck deeper, as his fingers grip onto my thighs, holding me deathly still. In the blink of an eye the pain is gone, leaving a strange feeling in its wake. Concentrating on the new ba
ll of energy hidden in my chest, I tentatively reach for it with my mind. It’s soft, warm, familiar.

  Unlatching my jaw, licking gently over his raw wound, cleaning the punctures and helping to leave my scar behind. Dominic mimics my actions, causing shivers to race down my spine. A spark of desire heats the energy in my chest. Holy crap sack Batman. Seeking my mates gaze to confirm. Dominic’s eyes fill with wonder. With love.

  Carrying me wordlessly back to our bed, he withdraws from my heat, laying us in the center, my body curls around his. A deep satisfaction settles behind my ribs. Fingers run through my hair, massaging my scalp.

  “Do you feel it?” I whisper, hopeful, tracing a pattern on his chest with my finger.

  “It’s incredible.” He whispers back. “You’re right where you should be.” Even as he says the words aloud, I feel the depths of his feelings for me. Like ocean waves, washing over me.

  “I love you to.” I blurt without thinking.

  Amusement shines in his eyes, as my cheeks burn from embarrassment.

  Holy cow, I had not meant to say that.

  Looking anywhere but at him, I struggle to come up with a reason for my brain fart.

  His nose rubs along mine, coaxing my attention back to him.

  “I do love you.” He confirms, not at all bothered that I’d said it first. Sweeping his lips lightly over mine, I let myself drown in him once more.

  ~*~

  I didn’t even know a thing like this was possible. My attention keeps going back to the strange feelings in my chest. Like cotton candy. Contentment. Love.

  The moment our bond came to life, so many sensations filled me. Demanding my notice.

  The pain was unexpected. I tried to take my teeth out of her neck, scared that I’d hurt her. But my entire body locked down. Refusing to move an inch. Oddly, after the pain had passed and the strange energy was settling, there was an echo of something on the palm of my hand. Like the Warlock seal had reopened. I’d need to check. Later. I don’t even think the apocalypse would be enough to make me leave my mate.

  Her soft as silk body pressing against me, her delicate fingers tracing patterns over my heart. Her scent filling my nose. Her presences ingrained into my own. My dick stirs against the heat of her thigh.

  A small, surprised gasp from my mate as a puff of air racing over my skin, leaving goosebumps.

  “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.” I admit, grinning as I roll her onto her back and take her mouth with my own.

  My fingertips trail down her sides. Rewarding me with a small giggle, I can’t help but smile against her lips.

  “Or the fact that you are ticklish.”

  Wiggling her hips, Rae frowns up at me.

  “If you tell a soul, I’ll make you regret it.”

  “Oh? How?” I ask as I slip back into her heat, causing us both to groan.

  Each time Rae tries to answer me, I withdraw from her body, only to thrust back in.

  Smiling as I watch her, trying to gather her thoughts.

  Locking her legs around my waist, she holds me still against her.

  “I have a set of very unfortunate pictures of you sleeping after your guys night out. If you tell anyone I’m ticklish, I will plaster them all over town.”

  Shocked by her threat, my smile drops from my face. “Your lying.” I accuse.

  “Are you really willing to risk it?” She taunts, an evil spark in her eyes.

  Minx.

  Unable to tell whether or not she’s bluffing, I pull her legs from my waist and give her a punishing thrust. Her eyes dilate with pure lust. Forgetting everything else, I spend the next few hours losing myself in her body. And trying to find her cell.

  CHAPTER Fifteen

  The bright light of hope.

  The next morning, I can’t help but feel content for the first time in what felt like ever.

  Waking up, I find half my body sprawled over Dominic’s chest while our legs are tangled together in the duvet.

  His breathing is slow and even. Still asleep. I smile. The male definitely has stamina that rivals a wolf. There was no doubt in my mind that fate made us for each other. Last night was perfect. My cheeks burn as I recall all the positions he had us in.

  I brush my fingers over his features, smiling wider as my eyes follow their trail. First over his brows, then down his nose, over his lips. “How are you awake?” He murmur’s sleepily. I snatch my hand back and pretend to sleep, embarrassed at being caught.

  Risking a peak through one eye, I spot him looking at me, his lips pulled into a lazy smile.

  “Good morning, beautiful.” The softly spoken greeting is paired with a deep satisfaction rumbling in the ball of energy in my chest. My wolf growls low at the feeling of her mate finally connected with us the way he was always supposed to be.

  Dominic’s eyes heat quickly as he picks up on my desire for him.

  “Do you think this will ever end?” I whisper, not wanting to break whatever spell we were under. At this rate, we’ll never leave the bedroom.

  Dominic runs his fingers through my hair, a habit he seems to enjoy. “I’ve wanted you this way for forever, I have no issues with it never ending.” Making his point, he easily rolls me onto my back and sinks into my heat. All thought flies from my mind as my body focuses on his movements. Willing him to let me fly, like he had done so many times the previous night.

  We stay locked in each other’s embrace for the rest of the day, not bothering to leave our bubble of happiness. Dominic spells us in food and drink when we need them. We lose ourselves again and again, only stopping to nap when we are exhausted and unable to stay awake any longer. We get creative at waking each other up, using our mouths and hands to coax the other into consciousness.

  This is normal behaviour for newly bonded mates. By day three of this routine and no sign of it lessening. It’s the sound of Liam banging on the door that eventually pops our bubble, causing the real world to crash in on us.

  “Alpha!” The use of my official title catches my attention immediately, Dominic stops his teasing, giving the door his attention instead.

  “Damion is downstairs. He’s brought something you’re gonna wanna see.” Liam informs us through the door.

  “We’re on our way.” Dominic answers him, before I have a chance. I listen as Liam makes his way back downstairs.

  Raising my brow at the male kneeling over me, covered in a mixture of our scents.

  “Partners, right?” He smirks. Pride blooms in my chest at the thought of Dominic taking his place by my side as Alpha of the Venus pack. My reaction spikes his desire again, the ball of energy in my chest turns molten. Ducking down, Dominic gives me a long deep kiss that has my stomach clenching in anticipation. Regrettably, instead of sinking back where he belongs, he pulls away from me. “We shouldn’t keep them waiting, Kitten.”

  The thought of him leaving me on the edge like this has distress spearing through me.

  Picking up on my distress in our bond, he smiles, knowingly. “We need to shower; I’ll give you what you need in there.” Pulling me up into his arms.

  I won’t say no to that!

  Forty-five minutes and three orgasms later we are both showered, dressed and downstairs.

  Liam, Cam and Damion are sitting in the living room, deep in conversation.

  Hearing our arrival, all three of them stand and acknowledge us.

  “Alpha,” Damion greets, baring his neck.

  “Damion.” I return his greeting. “What’s all the fuss about?” I question, keeping the irritation at being dragged from my bed and my mate’s arms from my tone.

  “He found this-” Liam voices, holding a small plastic bag towards me. “A cellphone?” Raising a brow, I take the device.

  “Take a whiff.” Liam instructs. “Carefully.”

  Intrigued, I pop the seal and let the scents on the phone perfume the air. “Wolfsbane.” The word comes out as a curse, as I carefully reseal the bag.

  “Wolfsbane?�
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  I hold out the bag towards Dominic. Was it possible we aren’t dealing with a wolf? I mean, using Wolfsbane is bloody risky business.

  “Wolfsbane is toxic to shifters, wolves in particular. Ingesting it would be enough to incapacitate or even kill a seasoned wolf. Merely touching the damned stuff would cause a rash and sickness.” I tell him, eyeing the bag like it’s a ticking bomb.

  “Its other purpose is to mask scents. Someone obviously wanted rid of it. And knows enough about shifters to cover their tracks.” Cam explains.

  “You think it’s the killers.”

  “I do.” Cam agrees with my statement.

  “Where did you find it?” I question Damion.

  “In the woods, not that far from here. Worryingly close, in my opinion. I was on duty last night and doing the rounds, making sure no one was making trouble.” Being a pack Ranger, it was Damion’s job is to make sure no one was trespassing on our land or causing trouble. Having humans wondering around the forest and coming across our animal’s mid hunt wasn’t the desired situation. “I scented the wolfbane before I even saw that laying next to a tree. I bagged it straight away, radioed into HQ and brought it straight to you, Alpha.”

  If it was the killers, which it definitely seemed so. Then why did he dump it?

  “What are you doing?” I frown at Dominic as he takes the cell out of the protective plastic.