Big Wicked Wolf (Shadowpeak Wolves Book 1)

by Sadie Carter

  “I-I don’t know,” she cried out, frustration eating at her as the tension between her legs grew. It began deep inside her, spreading its way out. She was empty, aching, wanting. And what she wanted was him.

  She whimpered in need, moving her thighs restlessly as he continued to massage her slowly, gently.

  “It’s not enough,” she cried out. “I need more!”

  “More what?”

  “You, please, Cooper, I need you.”

  “Not yet, you’re not ready for me quite yet. But you will be.” He slapped her ass gently.

  “Roll over.” She moved onto her back, her eyes opening slightly, drinking in the sight of him. He was powerfully built, and it would have been easy for him to hurt her, break her. But he was treating her so tenderly. Her wolf liked him. She thought they’d found someone worthy. He was strong and dominant but not violent. The wolf wanted to keep him.

  Laney tensed at the thought, suppressing it, pushing it down. There was no way they could ever keep—

  “Oh, my God,” she screeched as his thumb tapped her clit firmly. One thick, long finger entered her. The muscles of her passage clenched down, her head thrashing back and forth on the bed as he drove her higher and higher. Hot arousal filled every inch of her body as she reached desperately for something unknown.

  “Easy, sweet,” he crooned as another finger joined the first. “Let it come naturally. Just relax and let it come.”

  Relax! Was he mad? She was poised at the brink, ready to overflow, just a little further, just a little bit more…

  Then it took her over, pleasure so deep and consuming that she threw her head back, her body arching off the bed as she screamed his name aloud.

  Cooper continued to play lightly with her clit, bringing her back down slowly, drawing out her orgasm.

  “How are you feeling?” he asked, staring down at her intently. He kept one hand on her mound, massaging her gently.

  “Shocked,” she replied, aftershocks still causing her to shiver in delight as she grinned up at him. “Amazing! Wonderful!” She raised her hands to the sky. “I could get addicted to that.”

  He chuckled and, leaning down, kissed her until she was breathless.

  “Well, we don’t want you going too long between fixes, do we?” he asked, beginning to kiss his way down her throat.

  “Wait!” She placed a hand on the back of his head. “Can I…umm, would you mind…”

  “Sweet, just spit it out.”

  “I want to touch you. Would you…can I?”

  He grinned and rolled onto his back. “I thought you’d never ask.”

  She ran a hand over his chest, enjoying the warm, hard feel of him. Licking her lips, Laney used her thumbs to rub his nipples, smiling smugly as he hissed. “Where the hell did you learn to do that, sweet?” he drawled, a jealous glint in his eyes.

  “From you,” she murmured. He relaxed a little, and Laney focused her gaze on the proud shaft quivering on his flat stomach.

  “Touch it,” he growled. “Please,” he added almost as an afterthought.

  “What?” she asked, startled into looking up into his face. “Are you sure?” She gestured toward the rest of his body.

  “Sweet, I’m a man. One look at you and I’m good to go. Nibbling is all good, but right now I’m begging you to go to the main course.” He took her hand and guided it to his hard cock.

  “Just like that.” He groaned as she ran her hand up and down his shaft. “Harder, baby, uhhh.” She grinned as his hips rose off the bed. Leaning down, she drew the tip of his cock into her mouth, sucking softly.

  “Ahhh, God.” His groan was so pained that she quickly sat up in panic.

  “Did I do something wrong?” she asked, tensing.

  “God, no, sweet, in fact, I’m begging you to do it again.”

  “Really?” she asked before she eagerly lowered her head again, this time taking more of his warm cock in her mouth, relishing the silken feel of him.

  “Suck as you move up, that’s it. Now hold the base firmly with your hands, harder, sweet. That feels so good. Your mouth is killing me, it’s hot, silky and it’s driving me wild.”

  Laney sucked her cheeks in as she ran her mouth back up to the tip, swirling her tongue around his head, licking the tiny slit. She heard his breathing quicken, felt him grow impossibly longer.

  “I’m going to come now, move back.” She shook her head, sucking harder, her hands moving up and down the base of his cock until she felt him come. Hot, creamy liquid spurted into her mouth as she drank him down, reveling in his shout of release. Her cream dripped down her thighs, her pussy tingling in wicked delight as she licked him clean.

  His hands lightly stroked her hair before pulling her head off him with a pop. Lifting her up, he kissed her gently, his tongue licking at her swollen lips.

  “Thank you, sweet,” he murmured softly. Rolling her onto her back, he leaned up on one elbow to gaze down at her. “You look so sexy lying here naked that I almost don’t know where to begin.” He moved a hand down to one breast, playing with the nipple lightly. Then his mouth engulfed her other nipple. She shivered with delight. It was almost too much and yet not enough.

  “I can’t wait any longer. My patience is shot to hell.” His mouth descended to capture hers while his clever fingers returned to her pussy. Unbelievably, her arousal began to grow yet again.

  More moisture gushed out of her, lubricating his way as he drove his fingers in and out of her passage. Laney felt him pull back and she whimpered in protest at the loss of his touch. Her limbs felt heavy, drugged, as she tried to reach for him.

  Cooper chuckled. He hurriedly climbed off the bed, and she watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he picked up his jeans. Reaching into one of the back pockets, he pulled out a small foil packet. The jeans dropped back onto the floor as he tore the packet open and used both hands to fit the condom onto his thick shaft.

  Then he moved back to the bed, climbing on top of her. All of a sudden, she couldn’t breathe. Having him on top of her like this was suffocating, and although he was careful to rest his weight on his elbows, she felt smothered.

  A whimper of distress left her lips, and he paused, the tip of his cock brushing her entrance.

  “What’s wrong, sweet?” he murmured, kissing her neck gently, soothingly.

  “I can’t breathe, having you over me, I -I can’t.” Just like that he was lying beside her on the bed, and she took a deep breath, the panic dissipating to be replaced with a keen regret.

  “I’m sorry, I—” She lost her train of thought as he rolled her onto her side, her back nestled against his front, and raised her leg, moving it backward to rest on top of his, opening her to his touch as his hand once again stoked the flames of her arousal.

  “Anytime you want me to stop, you say the word and I will. Understand?” He waited until she nodded, and then pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance.

  Although she was exquisitely tender, there was no pain like she’d experienced with Evan, as Cooper pushed his way inside her. Gentle but relentless, he moved slowly, allowing the walls of her passage to stretch gradually to accommodate his large girth.

  “Hold on, sweet,” he panted before pulling out then thrusting fully inside her. Laney let out a low moan at the pleasure of his heavy cock filling her, caressing nerve endings that hummed in enthralled delight.

  His finger moved back to her clit, strumming it lightly as if he were aware of how sensitive it was.

  “You’re so tight, you’re sucking at me. Each time I move out you suck me back in. The feel of you is indescribable, it’s hot velvet, liquid sunshine, and I love it.” He moved faster, harder and something inside her unfurled, a deep pressure so odd that she stiffened.

  “Ride through it. Don’t think, feel. Feel me inside you, loving you, pleasuring you. I was made for you.” His finger moved over her clit, pressing down firmly. Laney arched back into him, thrusting herself on his cock, burying her ass against him.
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  Then she felt it happen, her passage pulsing, clenching down on his shaft as she wailed through her orgasm. He joined her, yelling her name as he stilled, pulsing inside her until together they collapsed, sweating, panting and well satisfied.

  * * * * *

  Laney moaned as something moved behind her. She didn’t want to move, could stay lying in this position forever. But it wasn’t to be as she was turned, rolled onto her back, her legs pulled apart. She came fully awake with a whoosh of shock as a warm cloth was applied to her sensitive lower lips.

  “What are you doing?” she screeched, her eyes zeroing in on the man lying beside her, cleaning her folds.

  “Soothing you.” He patted the top of her mound lightly with one hand as he washed her gently with the other.

  “Umm, I think I can take care of that,” she said desperately, reaching down to try to wrestle the cloth away.

  “But you won’t.” He glanced up at her, and she gulped at the possessive look in his eyes.

  She didn’t like that look. This didn’t mean anything. It was just sex.

  Liar.

  “Look, Cooper,” she began uneasily, trying to sit up. Clothes, she needed clothes. One could not conduct a serious conversation naked. She was sure that was a rule, and if it wasn’t it damn well should be. Shit! Where were her clothes?

  “Lie down, gorgeous, you must be feeling sore. Besides, I want to take care of you.” His soft Southern drawl was so damn sexy her pussy tingled in response.

  “Look, I can take care of myself. I think…I think it’s time you left.” She tried to firm her voice, to keep it steady, while inside her wolf howled in disapproval. Was she mad! Reject him? A gorgeous, sexy man who caused her body to scream with rapture one moment, then treated her as if she were precious the next.

  An inky eyebrow rose in query as he gazed down at her in amusement.

  “I don’t think so,” he murmured softly. “Now go back to sleep, you’ll need all your strength to pack tomorrow.”

  “Pack?” She frowned, confused.

  “Yes, pack. I take it you’ll want to take some of this junk with you.”

  “Ahh, I’m not going anywhere.” Had he lost it? Hey, wait a minute. “And my stuff is not junk!”

  “Whatever you say,” he said in a condescendingly dismissive voice. Damn arrogant asshole. She shot to her feet.

  “Get out.” She pointed to the door. She wished her hand wasn’t shaking as though she were a junkie who needed a fix, but hey, it was the best she could do. Besides, she was starting to feel a little like a junkie. What would one more round with him hurt anyway? She licked her lips, her gaze roving over his bronzed body. She may well have jumped straight back into his arms if his conceited chuckle hadn’t hit her ears.

  “Sweet, when you try to order a man from your bed, you shouldn’t proceed to look at him as if he’s all your Christmases come at once.”

  She narrowed her eyes at him. “You’re a conceited pain in the ass. It doesn’t matter how I look at you. I. Want. You. To. Leave. Go!” Okay, now she sounded hysterical.

  Deep breaths, Laney, deep breaths.

  Damn man merely sat up, sprawling sumptuously against her headboard, the sheet dropping so—oh hell, yes!—he was completely bare. She gulped, raising her gaze quickly to his face. Well, okay, so it lingered a little. After all, she was a warm-blooded female.

  “Leave, or I will call the sheriff and tell him I have a werewolf in my room, one who won’t leave.”

  “You're being overdramatic. Why don’t you come over here and I’ll calm you down.”

  Oh no. He did not just say that.

  “Ahhh. Out! Out! Out!” Laney did the only thing she could think of, she picked up the closest objects at hand and pelted him with them. She could hear the hysteria in her voice.

  “Laney!” A loud banging had her turning to the front door. Josh, her next door neighbor.

  “Who the hell is that?” Cooper, who had jumped to his feet when she’d decided to put her baseball skills to good use, stalked toward her apartment door.

  She raced around him, putting herself between him and the door. She had to protect Josh.

  “Laney! Open this door now, or I’m calling the sheriff!”

  “Leave,” she snarled at the naked man, waving her hand at the large window over the kitchen sink. “Leave now, or I’ll let him call them.”

  “I’m not afraid of the sheriff,” he stated arrogantly.

  “No, but your pack won’t like any bad publicity, and Josh has a cousin who works for the Chicago News. Believe me, when I say they’d love the story I’d spin to them.”

  He narrowed his eyes at her as he moved over to where his jeans lay on the floor.

  “Wait a sec, Josh. I’m just getting dressed.”

  “I will come back for you. And you will be here.”

  No, she wouldn’t be.

  “I’m coming back for you.”

  Uh-huh. Even if she did believe him, it was probably time to move on. Staying here wasn’t safe anymore. Not just because of Dave.

  No, she would leave. Soon.

  Anger heated his gaze as he glared at her before he turned and lithely jumped out of the window.

  She took a deep breath to calm her nerves then plastered a friendly expression on her face and went to the door, hoping it was enough to hide the slashes in her heart.

  Chapter Six

  Cooper looked up from the computer screen as his lead enforcer entered his study. Reed Chance was an intimidating man, carrying an aura of strength and command about him like a second skin. Accounts of his deadly ruthlessness had reached Cooper long before he’d met him. It was his sense of loyalty and his ability to think with cold calculation under heated conditions that had made him the ideal choice to lead Cooper’s team of enforcers. Cooper also knew that beneath the brutish, cold appearance was a man of honor. Once he gave his word, that was it. There were no half measures with Reed. He was completely in or out. But betray him or his family, and he wouldn’t rest until he’d gotten his vengeance.

  Cooper didn’t know precisely what the last Alpha had done to earn Reed’s wrath—he had yet to get the full story from his tight-lipped enforcer. But considering Zachary’s cruel and sadistic reputation, it could have been any number of things.

  During the last two months, Reed and his two younger brothers had been a huge asset to Cooper during his takeover of the Shadowpeak pack. The pack had been in a state of uproar after Cooper challenged and killed Zachary, and the Chance brothers had helped him cement his hold over it.

  Cooper nodded to him as Reed took the seat opposite him.

  “I’m glad you’re here. What do you know of Leonard Paterson?”

  Reed looked startled. “Leonard Paterson? Why?”

  “I just received a call from him. He wanted to introduce himself, suggested that we should meet in person.”

  Reed frowned. “I wouldn’t trust him. He was a good friend of Zachary’s, which basically means he’s an asshole. Anyone who could be friends with that sick son of a bitch would have to be.”

  “Hmm, I managed to put him off for the moment by explaining my intention to try to reform the Western States Council. Told him we’d be approaching him shortly about a meeting.”

  Reed thought for a moment. “If he was a member of the Council, we could find out more about him, perhaps keep a closer eye on him. All I’ve heard are a few whispers, rumors of violence. I haven’t met many of his pack, just a couple of his enforcers, and they looked cold, ruthless. Leonard comes across like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth, and it makes my skin crawl. I never saw him much. He and Zachary liked privacy when they met up, usually at Zachary’s house.”

  “Hmm, see what else you can find out about him, will you?”

  “Consider it done.”

  Cooper nodded. “So, did you want to see me about something?”

  “Ahh, yes, actually, I wanted to talk to you about my sister.”

  “Your sister?
” Cooper sat back in surprise, raising an eyebrow in query. He had heard very little about Reed’s sister, and curiously what he had heard hadn’t come from Reed or his brothers. Admittedly he hadn’t really given it much thought. He’d been too busy trying to strengthen his hold over the pack. “She lives with another pack, doesn’t she? Did you want to go visit her?”

  He watched in interest as the normally calm enforcer shifted nervously in his chair. Reed eventually realized what he was doing and stilled, straightening his back. That one gesture, part defiance, part nervousness, reminded Cooper of a certain little blonde firecracker. Damn, he’d been trying to forget that little hellion and the night they’d spent together. Unfortunately, that was as difficult as watching American Idol hopefuls squeal out high-pitched notes. And almost as painful, he thought wryly, feeling his cock thicken against his jeans.

  Cooper hadn’t liked leaving her. But he hadn’t wanted to force her. He also knew that bringing her with him could place her in danger.

  She was safe where she was for the moment, even on her own, and all his time and energy had been needed to establish himself as Alpha of the Shadowpeak pack.

  He’d underestimated just how long it would take to stabilize the pack, had been arrogant in his assumption of his ability to assert his dominance and leadership. The pack had required all his attention, and establishing a new werewolf among them during his takeover would have been dangerous for her, as well as creating a distraction for him at a time when he needed to focus.

  His hold over the pack was more secure now, and his trust in his enforcers had grown. He’d send someone for her, establish her as a member of the pack, then get on with being the Shadowpeak Alpha without guilt and worry weighing on his mind.

  “Well, no, well, sort of.”

  Cooper frowned at the other man’s uncustomary indecisiveness.

  “You see, Delaney doesn’t live with another pack.”

  Cooper frowned at the mysterious answer. “Then where does she live?”

  Reed cleared his throat, looking over Cooper’s shoulder. “Out in the human world. Over a year ago, we helped her escape from here, and she’s been living on her own with the humans. Now that Zachary is gone,” Reed spat out the previous Alpha’s name, “it’s time for her to return. I don’t like her being out there any longer than she has to be.”