by Briers, M L
“Anything you like.” She offered.
“Anything?” He ran his hand through her folds and dipped two fingers into her wanting core. A moan escaped her lips and she closed her eyes and dropped her head back against his chest.
“Anything.” She offered again and he smirked. He pulled back his hips and grabbed his hard length. Rubbing the tip down over the crack of her backside until he found the tight puckered hole and he nudged against it.
“Anything?” He growled against her ear as she caught her breath and she pushed her hips back. He felt her opening to him.
“Anything.” She confirmed and he growled pulling his hips back away from her and spinning her in his arms.
“Have you ever…?” He asked and she felt the heat rise in her cheeks as she shook her head. The grin that swept over his face was almost as annoying as the slight snort of laughter he gave her.
“What?” She demanded, confused by his good humour.
“We need to work up to that sweetheart. It’s not something you should just go for. Especially with the size of my…” He looked down at his penis and she followed his gaze, swallowed hard and nodded.
“Perhaps I can find a spell to shrink it…” She teased and he growled at her, the look of horror on his face made her chuckle. “Just for a while.”
“Woman!” He reached out, flicked off the shower and reached down and palmed her backside. Lifting her against him he stalked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
“Let me show you why it is the perfect size right now.” He growled out. His masculine ego stoked, and not in a good way.
Shannon didn’t expect him to just toss her onto the bed. She got a face full of wet hair and scrambled to remember where her hands were as her equilibrium came back and then to scrap the hair away from her cheeks and eyes.
His hands were on the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs back against the bed and opening her to him, but the long, slow velvety swipe of his tongue that reached up from her backside to settle over her nub made her moan and yelp in surprise at the same time.
“Thought you were going to show me how perfect your…” He silenced her words by sucking hard against her most sensitive flesh.
“Patience.” He growled over her flesh, the vibrations making her hotter and wetter for him.
“Have none.” She managed to get out before he ran his teeth over her, his tongue soothing seconds after.
“Learn.” He growled again, before letting the nub slide out through his blunt teeth.
“Not tonight.” She breathed out as he ran his tongue down to her core and tasted her sweet juices. He traced down her folds with his fingers on one side of her swollen lips, and up with his tongue on the other.
“No time like the present.” He teased, stroking two fingers into her core and stretching the satin covered muscles.
“I want to bond…” She got no further. He had already released her and was climbing up her body, his hands palmed her cheeks and he brought her eyes to his.
“Don’t tease me about this…” He warned and she gave him a slow lopsided grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Why would you think I’m teasing you, Lucas?” She put her shields up around her, and he growled down at her.
“Drop your shields.”
“Make me, if you can…” She challenged and he growled lower and deeper than before. His mouth came down on hers in the exact same instant that he pushed two fingers back into her core, and she opened on a gasp of pleasure that jolted through her.
Lucas’s passion was as demanding as it had ever been. He claimed her mouth with an intensity that sent her blood raging through her veins and she had no thought to the shields that she had placed between them as he relentlessly devoured her lips, plundered her mouth and dominated her tongue.
When he pulled back he was less than triumphant in his victory. His desire for her, his need for her was the foremost thing in his mind. Right now he didn’t give a damn if she wanted to bond with him now or next week. He needed her more than he needed his own heartbeat within his chest.
He added another finger into her heat and started to work his way back down her body. His mouth claimed first one hard nipple and then the other. Sucking hard, nipping until she arched up her back towards him, and then soothing her with his tongue.
“You cheated…” She breathed out, squirming beneath his touch and he grinned against the warm skin of her inner thigh before he nipped at her.
“I’m the Alpha. My word is final.” He breathed against her folds, his hot breath sending her wilder for him.
“My Alpha.” She managed to get out before he nuzzled into her sex and drove her even wilder, taking her to the very brink of release before he pulled back and let her body climb back down.
Lucas could feel the frustration rise like a wildfire within her, she squirmed beneath him, whimpered, whined and then pleaded for release and still he wouldn’t let her fall over the edge. ‘ Patience’ he repeated over and over until she cursed out and reached for her own release.
He snagged her wrists and held them with one hand against her pelvis. Nuzzling against her and with his fingers rubbing that small cluster of nerves within her core he took her back to the edge and she caught her breath on a whimper, expecting him to back off again. He growled around the swollen nub in his mouth, sucking hard to the rhythm that he pumped his fingers inside her until she cried out as the orgasm rocked through her body.
From head to toe she was alive with a hard throbbing of pure sensation that rolled through her, she forgot to breath as the heady waves lashed at her. Lucas didn’t let her go, she had cursed him for not allowing her to release and now he wasn’t about to stop giving her what she wanted.
By the time he was satisfied that his woman couldn’t take anymore, she was lying beneath him dragging in ragged breaths and still shuddering with the aftermath of what he had done to her.
“Easy sweetheart.” He lifted her hand and placed it against his chest. “Feel my heartbeat. Breathe with me and come back to me.” He called to her gently against her ear, before he nuzzled against the mark he had placed in her shoulder.
“Try-ing… t-to… kill- m-me.” She croaked out and he couldn’t help but chuckle into her damp skin. The scent of her invaded his soul and he ran his tongue over her salted skin, eager to taste her.
“You begged me to release you.” He teased against her ear. His hot breath against her skin made her shiver long and hard.
“Not so…bloody… many… times…I didn’t.” She bit out.
Lucas couldn’t help but chuckle again. He lifted his head and stared down at her. The smirk on his face as she opened her eyes, made her want to punch him. Right there and then, but she didn’t think she had the energy right now.
“You didn’t enjoy it?” He asked innocently and she balked up at him. “Because it sounded like you did.” He added and she growled up at him, her eyes flashing annoyance.
“You’re a…” She started but he held up his index finger and shook his head.
“Be nice, because I still haven’t finished with you yet.” He teased and she frowned up at him.
“So you are… trying to kill me.” She took a long deep breath and tried to control her breathing to the point where she could form a whole question. Her body may have experienced nothing like that before, but she found the feel of his body against hers, the press of his erection against her belly, and the dark desire in his eyes, left her with an empty feeling that could only be sated by having him inside her.
“Not just yet. But if you’d rather sleep…”He offered, making to roll away from her.
The feel of her still quivering legs, wrapped around his made him want to delve inside her, and even though she was still weak, she held onto him.
“Don’t even think about it, Lucas.” She growled up at him, her eyes flashing with desire. “We haven’t bonded yet.”
Those words wiped the smile from his lips as he stared down at her
. He could see that she wasn’t joking. He ran his fingertips down her cheek and hooked his thumb under her chin to keep her eyes on him.
“You’re ready to bond with me?”
“If I still have the energy.” She berated him and he gave her the most devilish grin that she had seen so far.
“You don’t have to do a thing. I can take us where we both need to be my love.” He moved his hips and entered her core on one long, slow slide to the hilt. Her body was still pulsating as it enveloped him like a satin glove.
“Isn’t this a participation sport?” She teased him. But she could see how dark his desire had already become. How close his wolf was to the surface. The beast already anticipating the bonding between them.
Lucas reached for her wrists and wrapped his fingers around the smooth skin, pushing her hands back against the mattress on another, more forceful slide within her.
“This is a submission Shannon. Can you submit to me?” He breathed down at her. He was slowly sliding her hands up the bed, trapping her beneath him with his entire body, holding her into place as he slide in and out of her, each stroke becoming more forceful.
“The question is can you make me, Lucas. Are you wolf enough to tame a Fae?” She threw up the challenge to his beast, and got the low deep growl that she was expecting back.
When he snagged both her wrists high above her head with one hand, he ran the fingertips of his other hand down over her body, until he cupped her breast, his thumb turning circles over the pebbled bud.
“You challenge my wolf?” His stroke inside her was more powerful, more possessive and the jolt of excitement that ran through her urged her on.
“I challenge my Alpha to be worthy of his mate.” She saw the flash of fire within his black eyes. Felt his heartbeat race within his chest and knew he was close to the edge of his human limits, barely holding onto his feral side.
At the same time that he rolled her nipple hard between his fingers, he nuzzled into her neck, running his tongue from the mark he had placed within her skin to claim her, up to her ear lobe, his teeth nipped the flesh and she caught her breath.
“Be careful love. You don’t want to push the beast too far.” His growl was that of his dominant beast. His strokes became thrusts, forceful, dominant and she felt her body responding to his, felt the call of his beast within her.
“Maybe I should put up my shields…” She felt his hands tighten against her wrists, heard the growl against her ear.
“You will not put up your shields to me ever again.” He growled against her neck, his teeth nipping her skin before his tongue lashed over it. He was becoming wilder, more out of control and each stroke deep within took her higher.
“I’ll do as I please…” She managed to get out against the onslaught of his body on hers, his forceful thrusts within her, his teeth nipping against her flesh, his hand massaging her breast as his fingers tweaked, pulled and taunted her nipple.
The low roar of his wolf as it took him over, eager to bond, eager to have her submission, caused her whole body to come alive to him. His senses reached out to his, her magic stroked against his beast in waves that enticed the feral beast further on.
“You are my mate.” He growled against her ear and she had no time to answer. His hand wrapped around her waist and splayed against her spine. He pulled out of her and flipped her onto her knees, dragging her captured hands beneath her body as he pushed her cheek down into the mattress and he entered her on one long, hard stroke that gave her womb a wakeup call and had her moaning beneath him for more.
Shannon tried to pull her hands out from under her, but his body came down over the top of hers. His chest sliding against her back as he started to thrust into her in long, hard strokes that took her to a whole new level of awareness of just how powerful he was, just how feral he could be, just how damn good he could make her feel.
His arms were either side of her body, caging her in, and she had nowhere to escape too, even if she had of wanted to escape him, he was locked around her, a Lycan cage.
Lucas fisted her hair and dragged her head to one side. His fangs were protruding from his gums, but not all the way in place as he nuzzled into the scent of her body, his tongue running down her neck, over the curve where her neck met her shoulder, and he closed his lips over her salted skin and sucked hard until she moaned deep within her throat.
Mate.The bond. Forever.
Shannon was almost frenzied beneath him. The speed with which his hips moved, the depth that he was taking her, the power of his body as he thrust inside her had her already sensitive body begging for release. The moment his strokes changed into fast, pumping thrusts, constantly rubbing over the cluster of nerves within her, she spiralled out of control.
Lucas felt her tense beneath him, her inner muscles started to clench harder around him with each thrust and his fangs reacted to his mates impending orgasm. A moment before he thrust her over the edge he growled in the pleasure of her submission to him. With a roar of triumph he sunk his fangs into the soft flesh and heard her cry out through the pain and the pleasure that sent her over the edge.
On one final hard, deep thrust he exploded his seed against her womb, grinding hard into her, claiming her as his forever mate as the taste of her blood washed over his tongue and down his throat.
Shannon’s mind was awash with the barrage of emotions that came from him. His pleasure, his triumph, his love for her mixed with her own emotions and she sent them back to him along the mental bond that was fast forming between them.
Lucas pulled back his hips and thrust into her again. Over and over spilling out his seed as her inner muscles massaged his length, drawing his essence from his body and claiming it for herself. He could feel her presence within his mind. Feel her pleasure and her pain and released his fangs from her shoulder.
The beast roared within him one last time, triumphant and contented, and he threw his head back and roared in unison with his wolf, before the beast pulled back into the background of his mind. Allowing the human part of the man to tend their mate, to lie with her and take care of her wound.
Lucas rolled them over onto their side. His muscles were weak and his breath was ragged, but his basic instinct told him he needed to tend to his mate. Slowly, carefully he cleaned her wound and sealed it as she quivered against him, lost in the wonders of the bond that had been formed between them, and he could feel her there, just as he could feel her in his arms.
‘Lucas…’ Her voice drifted through his mind.
‘I have you my love, rest. Let me tend to your wound.’
‘My love bite.’ She teased and he couldn’t help but chuckle as he inspected the angry raw mark and winced with guilt for the pain he caused, but he also felt the pride of claiming his mate.
‘Did my beast hurt you?’ He found himself holding onto his breath in anticipation of her answer. He knew the raw power of his beast. He also knew that when in the throes of bonding a beast wasn’t as mindful of taking into account that their mate was human.
‘Apart from the whole fangs imbedded in my shoulder thing?’ She teased and she smiled as she actually heard him sigh within her mind.
‘Shannon…?’
‘You didn’t hurt me…’ She felt his breath release over her skin as his worry faded away. ‘I’m not sure if I’ll be able to walk tomorrow though.’
‘Good, we’ll stay in our bed for a few days.’
‘Then I won’t be able to walk for even longer.’ She retorted as he wrapped her within his steely arms and nuzzled against her neck, mindful not to touch the fresh wound.
‘Are you saying now we are mated, you no longer want me? How fickle are you woman?’ Her gentle laughter greeted his ears and it sounded sweeter to him.
‘Oh I want you. Even now, when my body is quivering and my muscles are begging for sleep…’
‘Sleep is overrated.’ He pulled her to him, as close as he could get her. He wasn’t about to let a breath of air between them tonight, or ever
.
‘But you’re going to feed me right, during this love fest?’
‘Only because I have to keep your strength up, so I can have my wicked way with you.’
‘How wicked?’
‘Very, very wicked.’ Even hearing him speak within her mind, his voice was so damn sexy it caused Goosebumps to rise over her skin.
‘Promise?’
‘Oh, I promise.’
Shannon turned at the bedroom door to look back at Lucas in the bed. Lying on his back, the covers pooled around his hips, with his bare muscled torso calling to her eyes and her libido, he looked like a god and she gave up a small sigh at having such a damned annoying worth ethic and pulled the door closed behind her, before she was tempted to slip back under the covers with him.
While she would love to do nothing else but to stay in bed and make love with him for the next few days, not to mention enjoy some more of Lucas’s particular brand of wicked, which he’d woken her twice in the night to show her exactly what he meant by that. She still had the overriding obligation to open her shop.
Already late, she forewent breakfast as snagged the keys to Lucas’s truck from the little bowl on the table beside the front door. There were plenty of ride’s on pack land he could use, or he could bum a lift to wherever he was going, and her car was still back at the shop and what she said about not being able to walk was true this morning. She’d used muscles she didn’t know she had. Not that she was complaining, if being a little sore was the price to pay for the mad and crazy sex they’d had, heck she was all for it.
The sound of a bone rattler greeted her ears and she turned to see Corrine behind the wheel of a car that was barely holding itself together. The light in Corrine’s eyes and the grin on her face told Shannon all she needed to know as to why Corrine was on pack land so early in the morning.
“Give me a ride into town?” Shannon asked and Corrine nodded, still with that stupid grin on her face. Shannon wondered if she had the same kind of stupid grin on her own face. She certainly felt as though she was smiling.