by Paige Tyler
Once there, Alex tossed her gently onto his great big bed. Lacey laughed as he yanked off her wedge sandals, sending one into the hallway and the other across the room. He hadn’t turned on the bedroom lights when he’d carried her in, but the glow from the one in the hallway provided more than enough illumination for them to see, and the mood lighting provided a sexy ambience to the whole thing.
She worked quickly to get her belt unbuckled and jeans unbuttoned, because Alex was pulling them off one way or the other. After he tossed them aside, he stepped back to take in her nearly naked body. The scrap of silky material that made up her panties was the only thing she still had on, and it was so small, it barely qualified as clothing. She made no move to take off the tiny piece of underwear. Alex was still half dressed, after all. Fair’s fair.
The hunger in his dark eyes was palpable as he gazed down at her, and seeing that lust only made her body burn hotter with need. She had no desire to wait another second.
She looked around for her purse and saw it on the nightstand. She absently wondered when he’d put it there, then decided she didn’t care. She eagerly reached for it, but Alex stopped her with a firm hand on her leg.
He smiled, a slight quirk of the lips that always seemed to have such a devastating effect on her. “I don’t think you need that yet.”
She opened her mouth to ask what that meant, only to gasp when he locked his hands around both ankles and dragged her a little closer to the edge of the bed, then spread her legs wide. Eyes fixed on hers, he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to her calf, slowly kissing his way up to her inner thigh.
Lacey abruptly realized why they didn’t need a condom yet.
His mouth felt unbelievably good as he teased her with his tongue, not to mention those magical teeth of his. Every time he nipped her, he immediately followed it up with a warm lick of the tongue, making her groan.
When Alex reached the sensitive skin at the top of her thighs, along the edges of her panties, she expected him to stop and strip them off like he’d done to the rest of her clothes. But he didn’t even slow down. Instead, he nibbled her pussy through the silky material of her panties.
“Oh God,” she moaned, throwing back her head and bucking her hips up off the bed.
Alex responded by placing a big, strong hand on the inside of each thigh, spreading her wider and firmly pressing her down to the bed. Then he went right back to nibbling, driving her even more crazy, because she couldn’t squirm away from his touch. He was too strong.
The silky barrier allowed him to do things with his mouth that would almost certainly be too much for her if she weren’t wearing panties. But even with them, she knew she was going to come soon.
She buried her hands in his hair, silently urging him a little bit higher, right at that place she needed him to be. He resisted for a second with a growl, as if telling her that he’d get there when he was good and ready, but then he relented, moving his amazing mouth up to her clit.
She lasted thirty seconds, tops. Then she exploded.
Even Alex’s strong hands couldn’t keep her from writhing on the bed as she climaxed. She bucked and jerked, crying out as she came long and hard. The moment the climax started to trail off, Alex ripped off her panties, the torn scrap of fabric disappearing behind him. Then his mouth was back on her clit. His tongue had felt sublime before, but now it was indescribable. The previous orgasm, which had been slowly dissipating to nothing but a tremor, shot up to the top of the Richter scale again, making her scream even louder.
As Alex worked his magic down there, she was sure she would pass out and miss the tail end of her orgasm roller coaster ride, but he didn’t let that happen. He was a master at drawing out every ounce of pleasure until she was one exhausted bundle of happiness.
When she finally opened her eyes, she found him grinning at her from between her thighs. “You back with the rest of us yet?”
She laughed and shook her head. “No. You’ve completely ruined me. I’ll never be able to watch another werewolf movie again without thinking about what you just did to me.”
“Ruined you, huh?” He released his hold on her legs and got to his feet. “That’s too bad, considering we’ve just started.”
The low, rumbling words coupled with the obvious heat in his eyes—not to mention the way he started undoing his belt—had her body vibrating with excitement all over again. That shouldn’t have been possible. She’d just come so hard she should have been satisfied for a month of Sundays, but she got the feeling that as long as she was with Alex, she was going to have to get used to orgasming a lot more often than she had in the past.
It was something she thought she could handle.
Lacey pushed herself up on her elbows and watched with rapt attention as Alex dropped his jeans. It took him a bit to get his briefs down, since there seemed to be a whole lot of stuff in there trying to force its way out. When he was done, all she could do was lie there and stare. With the bedroom lights off, she couldn’t see everything, but that was okay. She could see everything she needed to see.
I’ve just seen proof of heaven, because I’m looking at an angel.
Broad shoulders, muscular chest, ripped abs, long athletic legs, along with a hard, thick cock that looked as beautiful and perfect as the rest of him. Just the thought of what that shaft would feel like had Lacey’s knees shaking. This was going to be so good.
“Now can I get that condom?” she asked.
He flashed her a grin. “Now you can get that condom.”
Lacey didn’t waste any time digging in her purse, then opening the packet and rolling it down his cock. Alex did look mildly disappointed when he realized she’d only brought three of them, however.
“That might get us through the night—maybe,” he murmured softly.
Apparently, they wouldn’t be doing any sleeping in this bed tonight. Fine with her.
When she was finished, Lacey started to slide back on the bed, more than ready for Alex to join her, but once again, he had other ideas. Cupping her butt, he dragged her forward until she was right on the edge. She’d never been a fan of caveman behavior in the bedroom, but she was quickly coming to the conclusion that in Alex’s case, she was completely fine with it.
Eyes molten, Alex spread her legs wide again—he really liked doing that, didn’t he?—then he moved close and settled his shaft against her pussy. He moved his hips a little, sliding his length back and forth along her clit, making her gasp and quiver over and over. She bit her lip. Any more teasing and she was going to explode.
Alex must have sensed her frustration, because he only teased her for a few more moments before he climbed on the bed and angled the tip of his erection down, wedging it firmly at the opening of her pussy.
Lacey lifted herself up higher on her elbows, wanting—needing—to watch as he entered her.
She wasn’t disappointed by the view as he slowly rocked back and forth, sliding into her one agonizing inch at a time. Her breath hitched, then all at once sped up, a tingling sensation beginning to build as Alex moved deeper and deeper into her. She was going to die from pleasure before he even got all the way in.
His hands glided down her thighs, gripping them possessively and holding on tightly as he plunged into her. As mesmerizing as that was, Lacey found her gaze drawn to his handsome face.
His eyes were filled with that same animalistic fire she’d seen before, but it was more primal now, and she lay there transfixed as the dim light in the room reflected off them, making them seem to glow from within. Damn, that was so sexy!
Lacey wasn’t sure when his thrusts changed from rhythmic rocking to bed-shaking pounding, but at some point, she realized her head was thrown back and she was staring at the ceiling, her mouth open wide in a continuous moan.
She grasped her inner thighs, pushing them open even wider as Alex took her in a way she’d never
been possessed. Sex with him was powerful, passionate, and primal, and she knew she’d never experience anything better than this.
Lacey held off, wanting to climax with him, only letting herself go when she heard him growl with pleasure. Not that she could have stopped herself if she wanted to. What he was doing to her felt too good. Knowing he was enjoying it just as much was the cherry on top.
The hoarse groan he let out as he came seemed to resonate with something deep inside her, forming a connection that seemed almost transcendent. Lacey opened her eyes just in time to see him bury his face in her neck. He nibbled her skin, murmuring words she couldn’t hear but easily understood.
Lacey wrapped her arms and legs around Alex, holding him inside her and letting the heat of his muscular body warm her very soul. She alternated between caressing his skin and running her hands through his hair, knowing something very special had just happened. She didn’t know exactly what, but she was sure that after tonight, her life was going to be changed forever.
Chapter 9
Alex yawned as he stepped off the elevator and walked down the hall to Lacey’s apartment. He doubted he’d gotten more than an hour of sleep last night. He’d gotten up early that morning so he could take Lacey home, then pulled an eight-hour shift at one of Bensen’s junkyards.
It hadn’t helped any that surveillance had been dull. Even with all the patience he’d developed during his time in the Marines as a sniper, when it hadn’t been unusual to lay unmoving for hours on end waiting for a target to appear, he still hated staring at camera monitors all day. It simply didn’t feel like police work to him.
The worst part was that it seemed like they were wasting their time. Crews from the task force had been sitting on Bensen’s various businesses for nearly a week and hadn’t seen a damn thing. Alex had pulled surveillance shifts at three different places so far and was starting to think that maybe the dealer who’d ratted out Bensen had sold them a load of bull.
He was off duty for the next twenty-four hours though, and he intended to make the most of it—with Lacey.
Alex grinned as her delectable scent hit his nose. It wafted under the door of her apartment, filling the space around him like pure ambrosia, and he inhaled deeply. He might have been exhausted as hell all day, but last night made it all worth it.
While the sex had definitely been epic, it was the time they’d spent talking afterward, sharing secrets that neither of them had ever shared with anyone. He felt closer to Lacey than he’d ever felt to anyone in his life, even his pack mates. He recognized the significance of that, even if he still refused to so much as say those two little words out loud to himself, for fear of jinxing everything.
A couple of days ago, he’d told Remy that Lacey seemed hesitant about jumping into a relationship. He’d assumed then it was because she was just getting over a bad breakup, but now he knew better. After everything she’d watched her mom go through with her dad and all the other men who’d followed, Lacey simply didn’t trust men. He couldn’t blame her. In her experience, guys stayed around long enough to get what they wanted and then bailed, leaving the woman behind to deal with the mess.
But after last night, Alex thought he might have convinced Lacey he wasn’t going to be that guy, that she could trust him and that he’d be there as long as she wanted him. Somewhere between bringing her over to his place last night and waking up with her in his arms, they’d made a connection. When Lacey had kissed him this morning and said she couldn’t wait to see him again, it seemed like she was feeling at least some of the same things he was. She’d definitely been thrilled when he’d called and told her he’d gotten them dinner reservations at Chambre Française.
He started to ring the doorbell, then stopped himself when he heard movement inside the apartment. He let his nose follow Lacey’s scent as she moved around, amazed at how easy it was to track her. For a werewolf who had never trusted his nose before, that was pretty incredible.
It wasn’t only Lacey’s scent he was getting a clear read on, either. He could smell Kelsey’s too. Even more surprising, he picked up a few other lingering female scents as well. He closed his eyes, frowning as he tried to remember where he recognized them from. His fangs and claws slid out a little as he sorted through the scents. That’s when it hit him. The scents belonged to Kelsey’s girlfriends, the ones she’d been studying with Wednesday night. He couldn’t necessarily match each scent to a particular face, but hell, he was just impressed he could identify the scents at all. Maybe those lessons with Khaki were starting to pay off.
Or maybe having great sex just made a werewolf’s nose work better.
Grinning, he made sure his fangs and claws were safely retracted, then rang the doorbell. Inside, he could hear the sound of bare feet slapping the floor just moments before Lacey yanked open the door, a big smile on her face. She was wearing a pair of skimpy boy shorts and a tight T-shirt that showed off her curves, not to mention her long legs. The scent of arousal pouring off her was almost enough to make his fangs—and everything else—pop out.
She leaned against the doorjamb, her gaze sweeping over him. “Do you have any idea how yummy you look in that suit?”
Alex returned the favor, his gaze lingering on her bare legs. “Do you have any idea how yummy you look wearing next to nothing?”
He opened his mouth to ask her if this was the way she always answered the door, but she stopped him before he could even get a word out, grabbing the lapels of his jacket and yanking him in for a hungry kiss. Inside his pants, his cock went rock hard, and he suppressed a low growl, fighting to keep his inner werewolf from making an appearance.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss as he dropped his other hand down to slowly massage her ass. It would be so easy to tear off her clothes and make love to her right there in the doorway. But that probably wouldn’t be a good idea, at least not out here where anyone could get an eyeful.
Lacey didn’t hide a groan of disappointment when he broke off the kiss and shooed her into the apartment.
Leo met him in the entryway for a sniff and a pet. The dog circled Alex a couple of times, eyeballing him with as much curiosity as he had the first time they met. Alex could only assume the poor guy was still weirded out by a two-legged thing that looked like a person but smelled like a wolf.
“Kelsey isn’t home right now, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Lacey glanced over her shoulder as she headed down the hallway toward her bedroom. “She’s got finals coming up in a couple of weeks, so she’s cramming at the library on campus. We have the apartment completely to ourselves.”
Alex locked on her swaying bottom as she walked. Damn, what an ass. “And I’m guessing you already have something in mind for what we could do with this apartment since we have it all to ourselves?”
Lacey didn’t say anything as she walked into her bedroom. But from the way her heart rate suddenly sped up, he had a pretty good idea what she had in mind. His assumption was confirmed a few seconds later when she came back out with a little foil package in her hand.
She held it up with a smile. “I’m sure we can think of something…if you’re up for it.”
He sauntered over to meet her. “Aren’t you worried about being late for our reservation?”
She gave him a coy look. “Haven’t you ever heard of a quickie?”
Alex didn’t pause to think—he just pounced. Lacey had enough time to yank her T-shirt over her head before he was on her, his mouth coming down on hers, the force of his body pushing her back against the wall. She moaned, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him back.
Alex growled softly, praying his fangs wouldn’t slip out. They’d done it a few times last night while he and Lacey had been making love, and he’d been forced to shove his face in her neck so she couldn’t see anything. He seemed to be doing better at controlling them—at least right now�
�but his gums were already tingling.
He’d intended to tease her a little there in the hallway, then take things into her bedroom, but those thoughts disappeared the moment Lacey’s scorching hot and nearly naked body pressed up against his fully clothed one. His erection right now was so hard it was almost painful. The only thing he could think about was getting that condom on as fast as possible so he could take her right there in the hallway.
Lacey seemed just as eager. She worked to loosen his belt and pants at the same time he shoved down her panties. He’d never felt anything like this before. The overwhelming need to be inside her was like the urge to breathe. It couldn’t be ignored.
Lacey shoved his pants down just far enough to get his cock out and the condom on. Then she lifted one leg, wrapped it around his waist, and practically climbed onto him.
Alex tried to slow her down so he could tease her and make sure she was ready. But she was having none of that. She got the tip of his shaft lined up with her pussy, then shoved herself down on him.
The growl that tore from his lips probably would have scared Lacey if she hadn’t moaned so loud herself. She locked eyes with him, lifted her other leg to encircle his waist, then clutched the back of his suit jacket with her fingers, urging him to move. He couldn’t have resisted even if he’d wanted to. She was so hot, so ready, that all he could do was take her exactly the way she wanted him to—hard and fast.
He slipped his hands under her ass, gripping her tightly as he shoved her back against the wall and drove himself deep. She buried one hand in his hair, yanked his head against her neck, and moved her body along his in a way that demanded even more.
Alex nipped at her skin, knowing this wouldn’t last long. But he was going to make the most of it. He drove himself into her over and over, loving her gasps of pleasure.
He knew her climax was approaching from the way her legs tightened around his waist, as well as the quickening of her heartbeat. He sped up and thrust harder, wanting to come with her.