Rizer Pack Shifter- Complete Series

by Amelia Wilson

  “Then why don’t you want to marry?”

  “You’ve just seen why,” Angeline said gesturing toward the closed door at the end of the hallway. “My enemies will always target my family. I can’t have them targeting you.”

  Killian took hold of her hips, lifting her upward and backing her up against the wall next to the front door. He pumped his length at the apex of her legs. Angeline gasped holding onto his shoulders. The surprise in her eyes told him all he needed to know about how lacking Malleck must have been.

  “Do I look scared to you?” He asked pumping against her again. Her eyes widened again, her fingers tightening on his shoulders. “Be my wife, Angeline.”

  “It’s because I care about you that I say no,” she protested.

  He lifted her up higher on the wall pulling her pants down to her knees, Killian lifted her legs up and ran his tongue over her wet center.

  Angeline cried out in surprise and bliss. “Killian, that feels so good.”

  His wolf growled his hunger for her and the vibrations made her cry out again as she pressed against his mouth.

  “Should I stop?” Killian asked.

  “It feels so good,” she breathed.

  Killian took one last long lingering taste of her, delving into every sensitive, slick, crevice. When he lowered her to the floor he quickly tucked his huge erection back into his pants before she drove him past the breaking point.

  “Why did you stop?” She asked still a bit breathless.

  “Because if I kept going, I would not have been able to stop and I would have claimed you.”

  Angeline guided his hand between her legs. “I like the way it feels when you touch me,” she said moving against his fingers.

  Fuck.

  “I will take you as my wife if you keep teasing me this way.”

  “Sex is not marriage,” She said pressing his fingers against her clit.

  He buried his finger inside her as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. “It is, when it’s with me.” Her muscles tightened around his finger in a wave that was a precursor of her coming. Killian slid his hand away from her as she whimpered her complaint.

  Killian licked his fingers as she watched him. Her thighs squeezed together.

  “Her father and brothers are coming,” Darian said outside, knowing Killian would hear him.

  Killian pulled her pants up. “Let me know when you’re ready to be my wife, Angeline. That taste of you wasn’t nearly enough.”

  The door opened and her father stomped into the room. Angeline’s face darkened a deep red as she looked anywhere but at her father.

  “What’s this about taking my wife up the mountain? She won’t survive that trip.”

  “I believe as early as tomorrow she’ll be strong enough to be carried to the Rizer home. She requires more care than you can give her here.”

  He frowned at Killian. “Just take Angeline out of our lives and go. We will care for my wife.”

  Killian saw the pain that crossed Angeline’s face even as she quickly hid it away. “Don’t ever speak about my wife like that again,” Kilian growled closing the distance between them.

  Her father’s frown deepened. “Wife?”

  “Yes,” Killian answered for Angeline. “I won’t have anyone speaking ill of her, or to her. Do you understand?” Killian asked his gaze sliding over to Barthos.

  Barthos nodded right away.

  “Is this what you want?” Herro asked Angeline.

  Angeline smiled at her brother and nodded.

  “No one is taking my wife out of this house, tomorrow or any other day.”

  Killian was too happy about what Angeline just admitted, to be angry with her thick-headed father. “We’ll stay here tonight and tomorrow we’ll take her to with us home to the Rizer pack.”

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  HER BODY WAS ALIVE with need. Just standing next to him she wanted his hands back on her. She wanted to feel his mouth between her legs again. Even the thick hardness of his manhood felt good against her body when he pressed it against her.

  Everything Malleck did was uncomfortable and hurried. It seemed to always feel good to him but it never had for her, not like this. She wondered if it felt this way for men every time.

  Killian held her hand in his as he argued with her father about whether or not her mother would go on the trip or not.

  “She’ll go,” Herro said cutting in. “Killian saved her. He performed a surgery on her this afternoon that we were told was impossible. If he says he can help her, then she goes.”

  “I agree,” Barthos said surprising Killian.

  Angelina and her brothers waited for their father’s response. He bowed his head and began to pace. When he stopped, he looked at Killian. “We’ll ask her tomorrow. Whatever she says she wants to do is what we will do.”

  Killian nodded. “Agreed.” He turned toward Angeline and kissed her, his tongue tasting sensual and thick, filled her mouth. “I’ll be right back. I want to tell the pack that you and I are staying here tonight.”

  Angeline nodded. She felt dizzy and excited all at once. As soon as Killian cleared the doorway her father closed the door. He took hold of Angeline’s hair and pulled her close so that he was whispering into her ear. “How dare you marry when you know what your curse will bring. You’ve learned nothing, you selfish whore. What kind of hell do you think will come when they realize you’re cursed? They’ll make me pay, that’s who.” He shoved her back a step.

  Herro caught her but it was Barthos who shoved their father back. “Stop,” Barthos said angrily. “Stop.”

  Their father raised his hands up. “I’ve stopped. I am just upset. You two know the same as I that she’s cursed.”

  “It’s not a curse, it’s a gift. I can help people,” Angeline said but her father wasn’t listening anymore.

  “I can’t stay here tonight knowing what you’ll be doing in your room,” he looked at her with disgust as he reached for the back door. “He’ll have you chained in some cellar when he discovers your curse. I hope he does. It’s where you belong.” He opened the back door leaving it ajar as he stomped into the building he used as his carpentry shop in the back yard.

  Herro sighed. “I’m sorry he’s acting like this. I think he just doesn’t want to see you go.”

  “I think he does and I don’t blame him or either of you,” Angeline said. “I haven’t married, Killian but he wants us to wed.”

  “Marry him,” Herro said. “If anyone can protect you, he can.”

  Barthos nodded his face red as though there was more to say but he just couldn’t get it past is lips.

  “They’ll be back for us tomorrow,” Killian said coming in through the front door.

  Barthos turned and headed up the hallway. “I’ll watch mom.”

  Herro looked awkwardly between Angeline and Killian. “I have to go to work. I’ll be back around two. Okay?”

  “Be careful,” Angeline said.

  He nodded as he opened the front door. “Take care, Angeline.”

  The door closed leaving Angeline alone with Killian. “Where is your room, Angel?” he asked.

  “This way,” Angeline smiled at him even though she was still feeling the sting of what her father said to her. She opened the door and winced as she viewed it from his perspective. “I don’t know if you’ll fit in the bed.”

  “I don’t care where we sleep, Angel. As long as I’m with you.”

  Angeline pulled him into her room and shut the door. “What are we going to do in here? I could...” she let her voice trail off as she walked her fingers down his stomach.

  Killian caught her hand. “I want to know what you’re not telling me,” he said catching her by surprise.

  “What?”

  “Your father said you’re cursed and I heard Herro say that I’m strong enough to protect you. What were they talking about?”

  Angeline tried to swallow her disappointment but it stuck in her throat like dry chicken.


  At least he’ll find out before he insisted on marrying me. Angeline told herself. I don’t want to trick him and I don’t want him to hate me.

  She pressed her hand to her forehead. “I guess it’s necessary to tell you at this point anyway.”

  Killian watched her, his body stiff and his ears at attention.

  This is going to change everything he’s going to change his mind about taking me with him to Rizer land.

  “Just promise me that you’ll still take care of my mother after I tell you, okay?”

  “I promise.”

  Angeline took a breath and gestured toward the window. “At night, I have these dreams. My family doesn’t want me to get out of the house and cause trouble so they try and keep me inside. I... can’t lie, Killian. If I do then my gift or curse grows weaker. I can’t lose any more of my ability than I already have.”

  “What ability, Angeline?”

  “My dreams.”

  Killian took a step toward her. “Sweetheart, I don’t know what you mean.”

  “I dream of the future.” Angeline held her breath waiting for his response.

  He stood looking back at her as if he were still waiting too. “How is that bad?” He asked. “Is that how you found those women? Do you know who the murderer is?”

  Angeline shook her head. “No, I haven’t seen his face or enough of him to recognize him. But, yes, that’s how I knew, and it is why people think I’m a witch.”

  Killian tucked her hair behind her ear. “Is it only violent things you see, Angel?”

  “Mostly. Sometimes I see other things.”

  “People come after me for being a shifter, Angeline. I am prepared to protect you. I only wish you didn’t have such a heavy burden to bear.”

  Angeline touched his hand on her face. “You saw what they did to my mother. I couldn’t bear it if they did that to you or to anyone else in the pack. Don’t you see?”

  “She does not regret what she did for you,” Killian said. “I am a werewolf. Herro was right about me. I am the man to protect you, Angeline. I will not allow anyone to harm you.”

  “I don’t want to be your burden, Killian. You are a doctor, I don’t want to interfere with your work.”

  Killian bent down and finished unzipping her boots. “It sounds like you’re still refusing to be my wife.”

  “How do you make it feel so good?” Angeline asked as he tossed aside the second boot.

  “I crave you, Angeline,” He growled. “You’ve given me no reason to hesitate in taking you, claiming you as my wife as my spirit wolf and I agree needs to happen.”

  Angeline raised her brows at him. “Is that so?”

  “It is,” he said backing her up against the bed. “Why are you always wearing so many clothes?” Killian pulled her shirt up and off her head even as Angeline reached for it to pull it back on. He saw the scarring on her ribcage from the fire. Her mother was not the only one burned that day.

  “It’s ugly,” she said, still reaching for her shirt.

  Killian tossed the shirt away. “The scars are proof that you’ve gone through hell and still you risk yourself for others. Proof that you are the most beautiful among women,” Killian said.

  He smiled to himself that she was so shy about her breasts. She must not know how good it could feel for him to suck on her and he was aching to take her tight peaks into his mouth. Killian breathed letting his hot breath run over her sensitive skin.

  “You don’t have to, Killian. I know it’s not very-” She gasped as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, he didn’t hold back his hunger for her. He drew on her breast like it was feeding him. Angeline arched her back with her hand pressed tight over her mouth.

  He moved to her other breast and palmed the first, fondling and tweaking her wet peak.

  “I want to bury my cock so deep in your pussy that you won’t know where you end and I begin,” he growled. He could smell how wet she was getting for him.

  Her fingers tangled in his hair as she encouraged him to keep doing what he was doing to her swelling breasts.

  His hand slid under her pants and inside the heat between her legs. “You feel so good, Angel. Pull your pants down for me,” he said as he dipped his fingers deeper into her wetness. It felt so good Angeline was having a hard time moving away from his thrusting fingers.

  “Feel how hard I am for you,” he breathed. “My cock wants to be where my hand is right now.”

  Angeline pulled his shorts down, watching with admiration as his dick bobbed free of the restraint, standing tall and proud. He was hung well and Angeline was breathing hard just looking at him. “Tell me what you want me to do to you, Killian.”

  “I want you to come for me,” he said his thumb circling her clit. “I want you to ride my cock and come all over me, show me how good it feels,” he said holding his thick dick in his hand and rubbing it over her clit and across her entrance.

  The sensations warmed her sensitive skin surprising her. What he was saying, and the way he was touching her made her feel like she was starving for more.

  How is it possible to want someone so much?

  “It feels so good,” She whispered trying not to be too loud.

  Killian stepped in between her legs, pushing her pants to the floor. He lay her down on her back and pulled her feet free of her pants. The golden curls between her legs were glistening wet with desire for him.

  He was so hard for her, he could slam into her and empty his cock with only a few strokes.

  “What do you want, Angel?” He asked wanting to please her.

  “It’s never felt this good before. More of you,” she said moving her hips to stroke her clit with his hard dick.

  It made his wolf growl when she said before, reminding him that she’d been with Malleck. He wanted to fill her up so well that she’d never remember Malleck.

  Killian opened her up wider, hooking her knees over his arms. He leaned in toward her, the thick head of his dick pushing in slowly so she could begin to adjust to his size. She was so wet, the slick sounds of him pushing in and pulling out little by little were wet and so delicious.

  Angeline gripped the bed, he felt her stiffen up immediately. “What are you doing, sweetheart? Relax.”

  “I am,” she said still just as stiff.

  Killian reached down between them and began to massage her slippery wet nub, working in circles and then exploring her folds before returning to the center to circle again.

  Angeline covered her mouth again, a moan escaping her mouth as he worked her clit and pushed in another inch.

  Fuck, she’s holding me so tight.

  “Mmm, yes,” Angeline said forgetting to cover her mouth. Her blue eyes were open and watching what he was doing to her.

  “You like this, Angel?”

  She looked up at him with need in her blue eyes. “More,” she said beginning to rock in an opposing rhythm so that she was taking more and more of him inside her.

  He loved the feel of her taking him in and riding him, so he bent forward and lapped his tongue over her swollen, pink-tipped, breasts. “Mmmm yeah, you taste so good I’m going to want to lift up your shirt and suck on you morning, noon, and night.”

  Angeline’s body moved like a wave in the ocean as she rode him. When her nails tightened on his thighs he knew she was close.

  “Are you ready for all of me, baby?” he asked still massaging her clit.

  She gripped tight on the bed and looked down where they were connected. “I’m going to come,” she cried out trying to cover her mouth. Killian thrust into her burying his cock inside her.

  Her blond head fell back as she cried out.

  More. Take more. Claim all of her. She’s ours, the spirit wolf demanded.

  Killian gave over to the wolf grinding into her as deep as he could possibly go. She was still coming, squeezing his dick with the tight glove of her pussy.

  He could feel his own release coming and tried to delay it. Killian wanted to stay
inside Angeline as long as he possibly could. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she continued riding him. Her back arched, she was coming off the bed with each thrust of his greedy cock.

  Angeline began to relax still breathing hard her legs dropped down on each side of his hips. “It felt so good, Killian.”

  “We’re not done.”

  “We aren’t?”

  Killian flipped her over and told her to get on her hands and knees. Angeline obeyed without question. When her wet pussy was spread open to him again he slid inside her with long hungry strokes. He gripped her waist starting off at an even pace, but he didn’t last long there.

  He leaned over her bucking into her like an animal in heat. He loved the sound of his balls slapping against her sensitive center. Angeline spread her legs wider for him, arching her back and taking more of him into her heated core.

  Killian loved watching the sway of her breasts as he pounded into her. She slid to her elbows as her muscles squeezed Killian. Angeline’s pussy was like magic working his cock like a hand wrapped around him.

  “You like this Angel?” He asked as he slammed his pelvic bone against her soft ass.

  She nodded and he could see she was biting her lip.

  “What is it, baby? Am I hurting you?” Killian asked slowing down and beginning to pull out.

  “No,” she breathed reaching back and grabby his ass. “I keep thinking of things and they nearly come out of my mouth.”

  Killian growled as his cock moved inside her. “Tell me, you naughty angel. What do you want me to do to you?”

  Her cheeks were bright pink as she pushed back leaning further into him. “I want you to spray your hot come all over my pussy,” she said quietly but he still heard her.

  Hearing her talk dirty was like having her become so flexible she could suck on his balls while he fucked her. His hands tightened on her hips. “You’re making me crazy, Angeline. I don’t want to hurt you.”