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A shiver racked her body as he howled—a sound that was both triumphant and inhuman. He slammed into her one last time before leaning over and sinking his teeth into her shoulder. She screamed again as that bite catapulted her into the most intense orgasm she’d ever had.
Wave after wave of pleasure buffeted her until her mind couldn’t take it anymore, and she mentally shattered. The last thing she was aware of was Denver roaring as he spilled himself inside her before she blissfully blacked out, tumbling into an utterly delirious heap of exhaustion.
* * *
Hours later, he placed a gentle kiss on her nose, drawing her gently against him and tucking her head into the crook of his shoulder in a comforting manner. “Don’t ever doubt my love for you again. The only regret I would have, would come from not being with you. Promise?” He held her for a long time, until he forced himself to let her go.
She stepped out of his arms and looked up at him. “I promise.”
His lips curved into a smile, and his breathe washed against her neck as he leaned toward her, drawing her tight against his chest.
“I need you to be at the ceremony where they announce my decision, Violet. I’ll have to present you as my choice of mate.”
The thought frightened Violet, knowing it would stir things up and that not everyone would be supportive, especially not Ravenna. The last thing anyone would expect would be for her to take her position standing beside the Alpha of the pack. But if that’s what Denver wanted, she was more than willing to comply.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be there.”
Chapter Nine
“The council is making the appointment tomorrow.” Denver looked up from his computer, where he was filling in notes to discuss on parent-teacher conference day to see Ravenna watching him expectantly. His office seemed awfully small as her perfume wafted in his direction and she slunk through the door with a sultry smile. “I assume you’ve made your decision?”
Leaning back in his chair, he gave Ravenna a broad, sincere smile. “Yes, Ravenna, I’ve done a lot of thinking and decided that it’s important to take on this role with a sense of authority, making the needs of the pack my top priority, so I’ve definitely come to the right conclusion.”
Ravenna practically purred, wanting more than anything to cheer out loud right now. Of course, she couldn’t do that, and she really couldn’t show any sort of affection right now, with the possibility that anyone else might come in to speak with him while he was at work.
“That’s wonderful, Denver. You’re guaranteed the appointment, then.” She leaned over his desk, offering him a prime view down the front of her blouse, and she was sure he was looking. “If that’s the case, would you like to have dinner tonight?”
Denver chuckled. “No, thank you, Ravenna. I have far too much to do here. Besides, I think I’d like to hold off until after the appointment and all the ensuing announcements to make any moves.”
That was fair she supposed, though it disappointed her and made her pout. “Very well, then. Have a good evening, Denver, and I’ll see you at the ceremony.” He nodded at her as she left, and her confidence soared as she exited the school. Damn, she was good! It hadn’t taken any work at all, and she knew to the depths of her core that convincing Violet to back her in pushing Denver to make his decision had been the smartest move she’d made.
She kept that buzz going, straight through to her arrival at the ceremony the following evening, watching with bright, wolf eyes as the council filtered into the ceremonial circle where about a quarter of the pack had gathered. She’d wanted a bigger turnout for the announcement, but this was actually a lot of people. It was common for children to stay home, as well as the older and ailing pack members, any time a big celebratory decision was being made.
Ravenna pushed her way to the front of the crowd, putting herself in prime position to move forward in front of the onlookers when Denver made it known that they would be mated. She could barely stand still, so excited and anxious to take her place as an authority figure with the pack. This had been her dream, and she wanted to make her grandfather proud.
The council didn’t make a big long speech about their choice. Rather, they listed their criteria for the candidates and almost immediate brought Denver out to take his initial vows. They solidified his agreement to take what was essentially the throne of power, once all the details were completed.
As Denver was sworn to receive the appointment, he turned to face the crowd, and he found Ravenna front and center, as he’d expected. He locked eyes with her, watching her glow with expectation. The head of the council addressed him directly, but he didn’t break that eye contact as he listened. “Denver, there is one issue still pending in your appointment. Before you can take the role of Alpha, you must appoint a mate. It is essential to assuring you are committed to continuing the bloodline. It is my understanding you have chosen one?”
He nodded. “Yes, sir, I have chosen the woman who will stand by my side throughout my leadership, and throughout my life.”
“Very well. Who is to be your mate as Alpha?”
As Ravenna stepped forward, anticipating his announcement, Denver took great pleasure in responding with a smile, his eyes still boring into hers. “I’ve chosen Violet Forrester.” For a brief moment, as Violet stepped out of the crowd to his left, Ravenna continued to smile and move forward, but as his words sank into her, he watched a look of horror, and shock replace her confidence.
Violet approached, and he wrapped a protective arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side. “Keep in mind that a challenge or threat to my mate is a challenge and threat to the Alpha and is punishable by death.”
As the crowd cheered, he watched Ravenna back away and disappear into the throngs of those who supported both the council and Denver, the new Alpha. He wrapped his arms around the woman he’d waited far too long to claim as his own, and he kissed her heartily.
Violet giggled with happiness. Tonight, they would be mated, and tomorrow, Denver would officially take his place as the Alpha male of his pack. It was a life she’d only dreamed of, and she still couldn’t believe it was actually coming true. Shaking her head, she gazed up at him with more love than she’d ever known was possible.
“I love you, Denver.”
He kissed her passionately, his eyes blazing with desire. “I love you, too, Violet. And I intend to spend the rest of my life proving that to you. Starting right now.”
Chapter Ten
“You…” Denver growled, continuing to grind his cock against her bottom as he pleasured her breasts. “Your taste, your scent, is addicting. I won’t stop if you don’t tell me to.”
“Then don’t stop,” Violet panted, pressing herself against his erection. She was rewarded with a groan. “But we have to be quick.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he murmured huskily in her ear before tracing her ear-lobe with his tongue. One of his hands trailed down her abdomen and delved between her thighs, parting her folds and finding that sweet spot he now knew all too well.
“Yes,” she moaned, rubbing herself against his hand. “Oh God, Denver.”
He smiled at the sound of his name on her lips. “Say my name again.”
Her cheeks burned, but she wouldn’t take the words back. “Denver,” she breathed. “It feels…”
“Good?” He rolled her onto her back, and then lowered himself on top of her, resting his weight on his knees and elbows. “We haven’t even gotten started, woman.”
Crouching, he spread her legs, loving the silky weight of her rounded thighs in his hands, and then lifted her hips to meet his mouth. He tongued her pink, glistening folds and felt her body grow taught like a bowstring as she cried out.
“Denver!” she gasped. She knew they’d be late to their wedding reception that was due to begin at any moment. “Wait…we can’t.”
His yellow-gold eyes met hers, stealing her breath with the lust shimmering within.
“We can, and
we will.” He made such an intensely erotic image, crouching in the middle of the bed, her thighs resting on his shoulders, his mouth vibrating against her core as he spoke, that she couldn’t form the words to deny him.
Satisfied that she would not protest, he continued to pleasure her with his tongue, fingers digging into her hips as his tongue flicked that sweet spot, and soon she was bucking against his mouth, nails digging into the sheets, eyes closed as she writhed mindlessly. She looked like some pagan goddess, with her long hair in pleasing disarray, her cheeks flushed, her lips glistening. He realized that he had yet to kiss her— a mistake he would have to rectify. He sucked hard on her sweet spot, and she came with a long, loud shriek, her knees clamping around his head hard enough to grind bone. He barely noticed the pain as he lapped up her juices.
He crawled up her body and claimed her mouth ruthlessly; sucking on her bottom lip and drawing her mouth open so he could plunge his tongue into her mouth. She tasted herself as well as him as her tongue tangled with his—heady, musky, spicy, sweet. His hands slid up her sides, pushing her dress up past her breasts, and then he tugged her up so he could pull it over her head.
“So beautiful,” he rumbled, taking in her creamy, flushed skin, her dusky nipples, and her flared hips.
Violet leaned over and tugged his leggings down his hips. “Off.”
He laughed, jumping off the bed so he could remove his leggings. Violet stared boldly as he revealed the rest of his body—a tightly muscled rear and legs, all dusted with hair, and his manhood, which jutted proudly into the air. As he returned to the bed, she felt it brushing against her thigh, slightly damp at the tip, and shivered.
“I love your body,” she murmured, wrapping her fingers around his hard cock. She marveled at the feel—hard like granite, yet warm and silky as her own skin. She caressed the tip with her thumb, taking away the drop of moisture that beaded there, and brought it to her lips. “This is all mine.” She smiled.
Denver groaned at the feel of her hand sliding over him. He was going to come right there if he didn’t get a hold of himself. “Enough of that,” he growled, spreading her legs once more, positioning his cock at her entrance.
“Yes,” she hissed as he rubbed himself at her entrance, sending shocks of pleasure through her. “Please, Denver.”
He surged inside her, and she stiffened, a cry of desire dropping from her lips. He started off slow, then picked up a steady rhythm, each thrust punctuated by a feminine gasp. Violet clutched him with her whole body, clamping her legs around his hips, pressing her breasts against his chest, digging her nails into his back. He was drowning in her—her taste, her scent, the feel of her silky skin, the sound of her breathy moans—and he couldn’t get enough.
Violet locked her legs around his hips, not even trying to fight it, and gripped the sheets tightly as he fucked her, crying out as her entire body was wracked with pleasure. This was too good.
He wanted the moment to last forever—just him and this woman, with none of the problems they’d left at the doorstep before he’d climbed into bed with her—but soon enough she was stiffening in his arms, her body bowing with the force of her release as she cried out
He rocked his hips against hers, trying to set a steady pace, but it quickly turned into a frenzy of movement as he pounded himself inside of her tightness, with relentless, steady strokes. Violet didn’t complain; on the contrary she clawed at him, begging him to keep going, crying out for mercy before returning to the groveling that he must continue…must please give her more, and not ever dare stop. He pushed them both to the edge, and she went over into the deep, dark abyss, crying out his name. It didn’t take long before he followed, coming harder than he had ever before, his body shuddering against her, his panting breath hot against her neck.
Seconds later, he rolled onto his back exhausted, and they lay on the hardwood floor together, their rapid breathing the only sound echoing throughout the house.
* * *
She turned her head after a few moments to look at him, and her breath caught at the tenderness in his eyes, which were yellow. “This is crazy,” she murmured, tracing his cheek with her fingers. “So much has happened, so quickly. I honestly can’t believe that I’m here…mated…to you.”
He caught her hand with his own and pressed it more firmly against his cheek. “If you’re having second thoughts...” Her voice was a whisper.
Denver smiled, and Violet’s heart swelled with joy to know that she had put that look on his face. “What did I tell you about never doubting my love for you? You’re going to drive me crazy woman, because if you keep doubting, I’m just going to have to keep proving it to you over…and over again.”
She couldn’t help but giggle “Good to know. Think you have time to prove it once more?”
He arched a brow. “I thought you wanted to get to the reception?”
Violet rolled over and stretched her body over his. “There’s plenty of time for that later. Right now I’ve got a gorgeous wolf in my bed, and I’m going to take advantage of that for as long as I can.” She nipped his bottom lip and ran her hands down his torso, smiling as he shivered.
His large hands came around to grip her hips. “That sounds like a plan to me.”
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Pack Justice
Michelle Fox
Copyright 2012. All Rights Reserved.
Blurb
Sabrina’s been a naughty werewolf, two-timing alphas from different packs. When they find out the truth, they arrange a little punishment for Sabrina, one that has her coming to her senses.
Expect graphic but consensual sex with dominant werewolves intent on teaching a wayward member of the pack a lesson she’ll never forget.
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Pack Justice
Chapter 1
Kane paced the clearing the Bright Moon wolf pack called home, a brooding expression on his face. The clearing was deep in the woods and I knew he’d chosen it for its seclusion so no one would see us. Solitude was a good thing when it came to hot trysts out in the wild, but other times, it just meant there were no witnesses and no chance of escape.
Nervous, I licked my lips and scanned the trees, sensing danger, but unable to see much past the headlights of Kane’s Jeep. He hadn’t sounded like himself when he’d asked me to meet him. The baritone timber of his voice had been strained and unhappy. Worse, instead of his usual happy smile upon seeing me, he’d scowled. Something had changed between us and I
had a sinking feeling I knew what it was.
I’m not ready for this.
He cleared his throat and came to stand in front of me, crowding me slightly so that I stepped away, giving ground until I felt a coarse tree trunk at my back. I fought the urge to cower, but my gaze dropped down to stare at my shoes anyway. He was my alpha and I submitted to him.
“Imagine my surprise, when I meet a guy from the Huntville pack and he tells me his girlfriend has a sexy little mole right here.” Kane touched my pubic mound, pushing against the fabric of my jeans. “I say, that’s strange because my girlfriend has a mole like that too. And then he shows me a picture of his girlfriend, only it’s you.” He waved at the darkness behind us. “Come on out.”
Mason emerged from the shadows, a wicked grin dancing across his lips and his biker leather outlining his broad shoulders. I’d held onto those shoulders countless times as he’d driven into me and claimed me as his.
He grabbed me by the chin and held me in place, his gaze boring into mine. “What a coincidence, don’t you think, Cherie?” He leaned in close, breath hot on my cheek as he whispered, “Or do you prefer Sabrina?’
I jerked my head out of his hand and remained silent. It chafed though, because I wanted to know how it was they were talking about me naked when they barely knew each other. They would smell any lie I told them, though, making it smarter to keep quiet. Tonight, I needed to be smart, not sassy. My life might depend on it.
Mason pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. “I suggested we get everyone together and see what the truth was. Why don’t I give my girlfriend a call and invite her to join us?” He dialed and my cell phone rang, a shrill tattle tale that made even the crickets pause at its dark truth.