by Jana Leigh
The end of the song was coming. She shimmied, and shook her shoulders. Danny’s eyes were drawn to her breasts. She smiled and then in perfect timing, she reached to her sides and pulled. The snaps all worked, thank goodness, and the garment flew at Danny and landed on his head. She giggled when he pulled it off, looking surprised but happy that she was standing naked in front of him.
She shyly crawled on the bed and pushed him back. She was taking control this time, just as she always read in the books, but never got to do because Danny always was in control. Not this time, though. And look, he was waving at her again. She was just glad she didn’t have to stand there naked trying to be sexy while undressing him. She wanted to look like she knew what she was doing instead of the novice that she was.
Danny smiled at her and urged her up so she lay on top of him. She kissed him soundly before moving down his neck. His cock was straining toward her, but she teased him. Kissing his neck and ear, and whispering what she was planning on doing to him. She could feel his breath hitch when she described in detail.
“I’m going to kiss every inch of your body, starting right here, then move to your chest and tease your nipples. I will stroke your cock with my hand while I kiss my way down your stomach. When I finally reach your cock, I will take it in my mouth and give you so much pleasure you will be ruined for other women,” she whispered and turned a little red again. She wasn’t used to talking dirty, but it’s what the woman in the book had said, and it turned the man on.
She was happy to see that it affected Danny just as much. He panted and brought his hand up to her breast and teased her nipple while she was talking to him. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making her nipple pebble nicely.
“Holy shit, Sandi. I almost came just from hearing your dirty talk. I think I like those books you have been reading. I meant to mention that earlier when I saw them lying beside the bed on the nightstand. I may have to buy you a whole stack myself. We can go through each of them and try all the sexy scenes they have written,” Danny said breathlessly.
Sandi laughed and then kissed his neck, and trailed down to his chest. She ran her tongue in a circle around his nipple. She loved how his chest was smooth and his stomach hard and muscular. She finally sucked one of his nipples in her mouth and bit gently. She then did the same thing to the other side, and he was moaning.
She grasped his thick, hard cock, pumped it up and down a few times, making sure he knew she was going to do exactly what she had said.
Slowly she cupped his balls while she kissed her way down to his stomach. When she finally reached his shaft, a pearl of cum was releasing. She licked it quickly and heard him suck in his breath as she took his tip in her mouth and licked around the top slowly, she loved the taste of him. The first time she had done it, she had been a little worried, but now she thought, why did I wait so long to do all of this. She grew bolder.
Sandi held on to the bottom of his cock and lowered her mouth slowly over him, trying to take as much as she could. He was so large she only could take about half of him. With her hand, she set a rhythm of pumping his lower cock while she took care of the top with her mouth. She smiled as she heard him moan her name.
“Sandi, your mouth is like heaven,” he said, and she smiled as much as she could around his cock.
She sucked him into the back of her throat and then swallowed. Sandi thought he was going to come off the bed as he yelled for her to do it again. She made a few more passes and then felt him tugging on her arm.
“I want to come inside you, sweetheart. Get up here,” he growled, and she kissed the tip of his cock and then crawled back up his body.
She straddled him, holding herself up right over his hips and smiled at him. “How am I doing?” she asked.
“Any better and you’d be killing me,” he said and held her waist as she lined up with his cock. She slid down on him slowly and sighed at the different feelings she was having from the position. It was as if he was stuffing her to the rim. She braced her hands on his chest and moved a little then gasped when she felt him move deeper in her.
“Oh my God,” she whispered and closed her eyes. “This feels amazing.”
He laughed and then suggested she move herself a little, lifting up slightly and then back down. She quickly got the idea and began moving her hips, setting a slow and teasing pace. She leaned over and offered him her breast as she moved over him.
Danny took her offering and palmed her breast holding it for his mouth to envelope. She sighed and then pulled his other hand to her unattended breast and showed him what she wanted. She rubbed her nipple with his palm and then, when she knew he was going to hold her breast, she put her hands on the side of his head and began to pump.
She moved faster and faster, undulating so every time she would grind down on him, her clit hit his pelvic bone, putting just the right amount of pressure she needed. When she felt the passion begin to take over, she yelled for him that she was ready, he nodded and she pumped once, then twice and held herself to him while he emptied his seed in her.
Sandi collapsed on his chest, exhausted. “You killed me,” she whispered, and he laughed and rolled to the side holding her close, cuddling.
Danny’s last thought was ‘what a way to go.’ And he fell asleep wrapped in her arms.
Epilogue
It was Christmas Eve, and many of the town had come to JT's to share in the Christmas party they were having. It had been a week since Jonathan Biden had been arrested, charged with attempted murder, and then sent off to prison to await trial. Sandi finally found out, along with everyone else, the reason she was targeted by Biden. She was distraught to find that not only her life had been majorly altered. So had his—she felt sorry for him. He was a victim in all of this, just as she had been.
They had all met that afternoon per Jared's orders, and Jared had ranted and raved about how stupid it had been for them to have gone to Denver. Jade had yelled at him about how there hadn't been any danger, and Sandi deserved not to be locked up like a criminal. Then Zach jumped in when Traci had yelled at Jared for yelling at Jade. Things had got pretty heated. Then Traci walked up to Jared and had laid her hand on his cheek, and that one little move had calmed the beast. Then everyone else calmed down and was happy that no one got hurt. That had been a tense situation.
Now everyone was mingling and having a great time. There was holiday music playing through the sound system, and even Santa was walking around saying hello to the kids. It seemed that every year, Rodger, who was the foreman out at the ranch that the Cassidy family had owned for years, loved to dress as Santa and visit with the children. Jade had outdone herself and had made every cookie known to man, as well as some other delicious desserts to go along with Traci's wonderful spread of hors d'oeuvres. Danny walked up to Sandi with a plate for both of them and handed her one. Then he reached in his back pocket and pulled out a napkin he knew she’d want as well. She smiled her thanks to him, touched that he remembered. He leaned in and brushed his lips to hers then began to eat.
As she was eating, Sandi looked around at all her friends and neighbors. This is what she had always wanted, a place where she felt like she belonged. Not that she hadn't loved her Aunt Betty. No, it was just that since her parents had died, she had lost a piece of herself. Now it seemed that she had that piece back but in a different way. She saw Jade and Zach canoodling in a corner, Traci and Jared were talking to Rodger and his wife Marguerite, while Miles, it seemed, had been cornered under the mistletoe by Santa's helper who happened to be Rodger's niece who was visiting for the holidays. That looked to be promising.
Her eyes finally fell on the man sitting with her. He was watching her watching everyone else, and his eyes spoke of the love he felt for her that he had declared to her last night. She smiled at him and then she said, "This has been the best Christmas Eve I have had since my parents died. I feel so at peace."
"I’m glad you are having a good time. I love this time of year w
hen all of us get together, the whole town is one big family," Danny told her as he stacked their empty plates. "Now I’m going to go throw these away, and then I plan on whisking you off upstairs. We have to be out to the ranch early for breakfast and presents."
"But it's still early and everyone is here," Sandi protested.
"Yes, but we have gifts to exchange, preferably nekkid, in bed." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at her, and she laughed. He loved that sound. He had so many things to be grateful for this Christmas—the most important one was her.
They woke to a perfect blue sky on Christmas morning and drove out to the ranch. Everyone was up and gathered in the living room by the fire and the tree. Even Lance, Colton, and Dom were there along with Paige, who seemed to be saddened by something. She had a far-off look in her eyes that seemed to be filled with unshed tears, and Sandi wondered what had happened to her. They were enveloped into the love and merry greetings as they entered, eggnog placed in their hands while Margaurite cooked brunch. Jade and Traci were helping her, and so far they had put out quite a spread.
They ate buffet style and then exchanged gifts. Everyone had piles of presents beside them as no one had been forgotten. It seemed that everyone was content to sit around and chat with soft music playing in the background. Sandi felt like she belonged, she loved the Cassidy family as her own and that included Traci as well. Jade and Traci were like her sisters, although not blood, definitely in her heart.
Just when Danny took her over to the armchair by the fire to sit down, she thought he was going to perch on the arm of the chair. He shocked her by kneeling down in front of her with the whole family watching.
"Sandi, I know we have had rough patches in this relationship, but the one thing I know is that through all we have been through, I found the one for me. You are the sunshine in my life, we go together," he said with a twinkling in his eye as he reached into his pocket. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife and let me love you every day of your life?"
He pulled out a one-carat diamond solitaire that was surrounded by yellow peridots to give the illusion of a sun shining.
Her breath caught in her throat as tears filled her eyes. "I would love to be your wife, Danny. Forever."
"Forever," he echoed as he leaned in, took her face in his hands, and kissed her while their family and friends who were gathered around them broke into applause and well wishes.
Books by Jana Leigh
Denver Pack Series
Alpha's Mate
Tey's White Wolf
Devon: The Beta's Double Trouble
Cloe: Two for the Bite of One
Reggie: A Wolf's Changing Heart
Blaine: A Wolf's Second Sight
Lacy: Seeing Double
Jordan's Misunderstanding
Trinity: Heart of the Shifters
Argus: Meeting the Challenge
Trace: Following His Destiny
Shea: The Last Hope
Denver Pack Twelve 1/2
Chosen Wars Series
Cat’s Choice
Dante’s Dream
Finally Home – Taming of a White Wolf – Coming Soon
Other books include
Dangerous Series
Dangerous Trio
Dangerous Two
Dangerous Finale
Dangerous: Working Against the Clock
Dangerous: Off Limits
Dangerous: All Bark and No Bite
Cassidy Family Series
Playing With Zack
Killing Jared
A Christmas Surprise
Drekinn Series
The Mating Call
Healing Cherri
Mob Moms’ Christmas
Reaching Rissa
Kiki’s story – coming soon
New Series Coming 2013
Taming Team Ten
Co-authoring two New Series
Meridian Warriors Series with Zach Collins – March 2013
Shifter Justice with Bryce Evans – March 2013
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Excerpt from Alpha’s Mate
Denver Pack Book One
By Jana Leigh
Chapter One
Quin sat on the top of the building he owned looking over the city that had come to feel as home to him. Denver was far away and completely different from where he grew up, and yet he could not imagine ever leaving the city. Quin realized this place had finally become home. He watched as the sun set over the Rocky Mountains. Lately, he’d become so restless that he escaped to the rooftop to try to find peace from within. He knew nothing would cure his restlessness except to find his mate, which he didn’t stand a chance to find his mate when he considered the fact he’d been too busy with Pack business even to actually find a woman. Hell, for the last few months he and his Beta have been knee-deep in attacks from the Rogues. He’d pleasured himself whenever the need struck, instead of looking for the perfect woman. His sexual drive as a Werewolf was a little more intense than the regular human's sex drive. Sometimes it was a curse, but if he found the right one, it would be amazing.
When he was growing up, and he hit the magical age of fourteen, his hormones kicked into high gear and he shifted for the very first time. Quin had spent many nights in a cold shower to try to ebb the need he had to fuck everything around him. His parents had laughed and said he had almost acted as if he was in his terrible twos again trying to claim anything and everything as his. It wasn’t so funny when they told the stories to anyone who would listen. Potential mates and friends had given him a lot of grief over the years because of those stories. His best friend still sent cards on his birthday designed to poke fun at him; the latest even included instructions on how to masturbate correctly. Quin took it in stride, but damn it, he was the Alpha of his own Pack now. He wanted his mate to be here by his side to lead with him. Was that too much to ask for? Quin wondered, and then once again silently asked the spirits for guidance.
Many years ago, Quin's father and mother told him stories about the Rockies and the folklore that surrounded the majestic mountains. In the mountains, the wolves ran, without fear of becoming the hunted. They explained the tales from their ancestors who had found peace in the Rocky Mountains, and the promises they held for each wolf that chose to venture to the United States. When the decision came from his father to expand the Pack, he volunteered to move to Denver and be the Alpha of the Denver Pack, an extension of the Gevaudan Pack. The name Gevaudan stemmed from their ancestors in southern France, it meant ‘hybrid beast’. They failed to mention that when he settled here he would have to defend his Pack territory every day. It was one of the most desirable places for a wolf to live. Those wolves didn’t want to join their Pack or lead their own Pack, which caused problems.
His parents were still the Alphas in southern France, but decided they needed someone in the United States to help lead those who had migrated over the years. Many of the European Packs made the change at the same time, so there had been at least ten Packs that he knew of that had migrated. It was more out of need; the decision made when a Rogue Pack had tried to hurt a member of their Pack that had visited a few years ago. Without an Alpha on the continent, the other Packs refused to accept that any wolf was under the Council’s protection. Quin's parents made the decision quickly to move someone to protect and lead the Pack in Denver.
So overnight, he uprooted himself, his Beta and Enforcers, and moved to a new country. That was ten years ago and Quin never regretted his decision to move. It was rough the first couple of years settling themselves in the United States. The wolves here had no desire or willingness to live by the rules the European wolves followed. They assumed that they didn’t have to follow the laws the elders had set up. When Quin arrived in Denver, his parents and other European Pack leaders had developed a Council to help t
hem set up the laws. It was a constant battle trying to keep them in line, and protect the humans they wanted to hurt. Of course, the humans knew nothing of the threat that loomed over their head.
Many of the younger Pack members didn’t look at the gift given to them by being a wolf. Instead, they looked at the power they held, and used it to their advantage to gain what they could from the humans. They felt entitled. Gods, he was sick of hearing the nasty rhetoric they spewed to one another. Quin’s parents raised him to respect people, and the gifts the Gods gave them. The misconceptions of Were and wolves, made more by the Rogues who tried to make people afraid of them were hard to overcome. Humans like to believe there were no terrible beasts and shifters didn’t exist. They blamed many of the attacks on wild dogs. If it weren’t so sad, it would have been humorous. Instead, they turned a blind eye from the reality around them, which was fine with the Were Council.
Quin was excited when first approached by his parents to leave their Pack and come to the United States. He struck out, along with seven chosen Enforcers, and finally settled in the Front Range. With the help of his previous Pack's riches, they settled and expanded their power. Lately, his restlessness had become more prominent. He told his Beta that he missed the women of the Pack. When they were in France, he had the pick of the litter. All of his men were waiting to find their mates. When they left the safety of the homeland without any females, they knew it would be a long time before they found their other half. They couldn’t chance a female being hurt before they became settled. It had only been in the last year that female wolves had begun to arrive from Europe. Unfortunately, none of them had been his mate. For a wolf, meeting their mate was what grounded them. The female wolves were to be treasured; took care of. He could not wait until he could find his mate and settle down.