Jinxing The Alphas: A Paranormal Werewolf Romance (Hex My Heart Book 2)

by Talina Perkins

  “You’ll never be alone again. We’ll give you all the time you need to adjust and we’ll tell you everything you want to know about. Just remember, this is new for us too.” She saw the truth of Evan’s words reflect back at her through his eyes.

  That gave her heart a direct jolt. She was their first. And last. “Will I be able to shift?” She’d never thought about turning hairy, but the idea of shifting with her men and running through the woods had a certain appeal to it.

  Her heart quickened. The smell of the woods filled her senses and she gasped when the power of the shift overcame her.

  “You might not be able to shift—the bond can’t change who you are—but through our connection we can share everything about the experience.”

  Luke placed a soft kiss to her shoulder where he’d left his mark. She stilled. “I’m sorry for hurting you. But with our mark you’ll always be safe now. You’re under pack protection, claimed as the alpha’s mate and his second-in-command’s.”

  She gathered Evan’s hand and entwined their fingers, her gaze on Luke. “The danger I face is still very real, Luke. Nothing you can do about that.”

  When they connected their gazes, his face softened. “Let’s see anyone try to lay a hand on you, High Council or otherwise. They know where to find us if they have a beef. But if nothing else, remember one thing. The rules—don’t be bound by them. This is your destiny, no one else’s. Not even ours.”

  Evan settled his free hand on her midriff and splayed his fingers in a protective gesture. “All we can hope for is a long life with our mate full of the same happiness you give us.”

  Tears wet her lashes and she fought to hold back the flood threatening to spill at their tenderly spoken words.

  Instead, she did the one thing she could do. Slowly, she pushed to her knees and turned to face them. She angled her head up to the moon, letting the sliver of beams wash down over her. Fortify her.

  Cool energy soothed her nerves and her moonpowers whispered beneath the surface. All restored as it should be.

  With the overflow of power through her system and the newly formed connection, she still felt the need to share. She shook her hair loose until it spilled over her shoulders to tickle the soft flesh of her breasts and slowly made her way to Evan and Luke, who drank in her every movement greedily, their ethereal eyes tracking her.

  “Mmm. My wolves are hungry. What do you say I feed them?”

  Ambrosia shifted between them, showering kisses along their chests down their treasure trails and whimpered a needy little sound at the back of her throat, drawing their gazes to her when she found what she wanted.

  Evan rested a hand on her thigh and Luke palmed her face. With little effort he pulled her close to rest on his outstretched arm. “Ambrosia, baby, you’re playing with fire.” He kept his tone low, seductive with a husky edge that stroked her just right.

  Luke his lust beneath hooded eyes, but she could see through his tough bad-boy persona. “I think our little witch is back and ready to play, Ev.”

  Evan rolled to his back and pulled her along with him until he had her straddling him. With one hand he held her hips still against his shaft. His thick girth parted her folds. Teased her. He had other ideas and Luke was right—she wanted to play with her shifters.

  With one hand holding her in place, Evan anchored the other in her hair and slanted her lips close to his. “No regrets?” His eyes flashed with a hint of uncertainty, but she wasn’t going to let him go so easily.

  “How can I think with your mouth so close to mine and your cock wedged between my folds? I might need a little coaxing and soothing before I can say.”

  A salacious grin broke out across his face. “Sly fox. You know what wolves do with mischievous mates?”

  Nope. But she couldn’t wait to find out.

  Evan hauled her chest against his, holding her in place, his mouth a whisper away. One second his gaze held a thousand promises, in the next his mouth devoured her hungrily, delivering on them.

  Gently Luke eased up behind her, pushing her down to rest on Evan’s chest. With a firm hand he pulled her cheeks apart and lifted her so Evan could position himself between her folds.

  Evan stroked the swollen bulb of his shaft along her seam to free a bath of warm liquid. She broke their kiss, desperate for air, anticipating the undying pleasure her men would shower on her.

  In a slow thrust Evan buried his full length. How could she still want them with such fevered need after their earlier lovemaking?

  Did it matter?

  Burning pleasure tore through her body. Her nails bit into Evan’s shoulders, her back arched, thrusting her breasts into Luke’s awaiting hands, his arms wrapped around her torso, tongue and lips working up the small of her back. She rolled her hips and clenched around Evan’s shaft, a guttural groan and a deep growl her reward.

  They stoked the fire within her until the ache demanded attention. It was only fair she give a little back.

  Their first night together they’d taken her in this same position, the passion between the three of them soul burning on what she wished could have been the first night of a life time.

  No more wishing. No more pain. Let the clock of forever begin now.

  Evan gathered her hands in his and placed a kiss to the tips of each of her fingers in turn.

  A blanket of heat wrapped around her and she relished the feeling. Shifters ran a few degrees hotter than humans, or witches, and it was probably the only reason she made it through her encounter with them out in the snow.

  Tenderly he returned her hands to his shoulders then trailed a hand around her waist to knead the plump flesh of her ass with a delicious massage.

  “Mmm. Mouth-watering. All of you.” Luke brought her gaze around to him. “And Ours. Say it.”

  Evan pushed deeper only to pull out then slam home. The powerful thrust rocked her core, each jolt a live wire connected to coiled desire. They’d done everything in their power to save her and by some magick or miracle, she’d survived.

  “Yours,” she breathed out on a sigh.

  Luke found her clit. “There, sweet… goddesses…”

  “Yes. Sweet and so fucking tight. Again. I want to hear the words again.” Evan groaned hoarsely, desperate to find the same release she craved.

  “YOURS!” She dipped her hip, tightened her channel around his shaft and rocked just enough to match his rhythm. He drove inside her. Once, then again.

  Luke reached around and teased her swollen bud, pressed and captured her groaned pleasure with his lips. Hard tremors shuddered through her body. In another thrust Evan found his release.

  Tonight could have turned out differently for all the wrong reasons. Laws she held so dear had almost ripped the one chance she had at happiness from her for good. She would never be so blind again. The power of their magick saved all three of them and sealed their fate. If she needed proof of what really mattered in life, she had it. Right here, right now. And they were together.

  “I love you…” Her voice was ragged, unsteady, but every single word no less true. “Both of you.” She looked between them.

  “With all that we are, little witch. We love you too.” Luke gathered her hair in one hand and pulled her close for a gentle kiss that said everything she needed to hear.

  “You’ve jinxed us utterly and completely, little witch.”

  “Now, I think you said something about it being my turn.” Luke gathered her in his arms and swooped her around to face him. She smiled. He was good. Very good. And demanding, but he could have everything she had to offer. Anytime.

  “Or do you want to go back and tell your sisters you have some news to share?”

  “That I’ve mated, possibly started a family,” she rolled her hips to drive her point home, “and will probably lose my magick come tomorrow? Yeah, let’s wait before dropping that particular bomb.”

  She leaned closer. “It is a full moon, and it would be a shame to waste such a beautiful night anyway.
” Her heart rate tripled at the smile Luke gave her. “Plus, I’m greedy and want you both to myself for as long as I can have you.”

  “That would be a forever thing, but I know what you mean and your wish is our command. And I think your sister had a fling of her own tonight. Or more,” he added with a cocked brow.

  “Or more,” she echoed. “And I kinda know how she’s feeling.” A pang of concern crossed her mind for her other sister, though. Ember had a tendency to get quiet. When that happened all Hades was about to break loose. And she couldn’t help the slither of worry at what could have sent her out of town on such short notice.

  “Until tomorrow then.”

  THE END

  Keep reading for a chapter excerpt of the first Hex My Heart release, Hexing the Alpha.

  Coming Titles for the Hex My Heart Series

  Hexing the Alpha – Out Now

  Bewitching the Alpha - July 2015

  Enchanting the Alpha - August. 2015

  Charming the Alphas – September 2015

  Other Available Series

  Sexy Siesta Series

  His By Sunrise (novella)

  Tequila Sunset (novella)

  Sunrise for Three (novella)

  Look for more anticipated novels from Talina

  Sunrise Till Sunset

  (Joel Cordona’s Novella-Fall 2015)

  COMING SOON!

  Sexy Siesta Full-Lengths

  Controlled Heat (2015)

  Tropical Heat (2015)

  Relentless Heat (TBA)

  Savage Heat (TBA)

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  Talina Perkins

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  at the first book of Talina Perkins’

  sexy Hex My Heart Series

  CHAPTER ONE

  “This better work or else we’ll be finding a new place to call home come next month, Cinder.”

  Honor gathered a pinch of crushed lavender and sprinkled in the last of the ingredients needed for her love potion. A puff of purple smoke twined high before diving back into the concoction that would— fingers crossed—work this time and play cupid for a very lonely woman. “Fourth time’s the charm. I hope.” Honor tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and let out a deep sigh.

  She’d promised her client a spell that would convince her boyfriend to take the last plunge toward marriage. Success would net her a cool two grand—enough to save her bar and the attached apartment.

  Getting the spell to work was proving to be more difficult than she’d anticipated. All three previous batches had fizzled out along with her patients.

  If she didn’t get this to work soon it was bye-bye to the only security she had and hello cold streets of Sweet Briar Hollow. Panic sent a cold shudder down her spine and she wiggled her toes nestled inside her favorite warm wool socks. She still had time. Twenty-four hours to be exact. Her gaze fell to her hands as she splayed her fingers out to call forth her magick, searching for a little calm in her own personal hellish storm.

  Encased in the magick-tinged wave of heat that flooded her body came a rush of power laced with memories of the last time she felt so much energy in her palms. Sweet, delicious, mind-blowing, pure masculine strength in the form of the sinfully sexy alpha pressed up against every inch of her body. Goddess, she so did not need this right now.

  An unbeckoned smile spread across her lips. “Stop that, Honor.” She flexed her fingers and forced herself to focus. Had it only been three nights ago that he’d almost taken her? Her core still vibrated with pent-up need for him.

  No, what she needed was to forget him. Forget the way his lips ignited a fire in her belly. Forget the way her body had molded into his embrace. The way his gaze, luminous with a red tinge she didn’t understand, pulled her into his world. Body and soul.

  But more importantly, forget how he’d left her wet and wanting, spread open for him on her bar top with a growled, “Sorry, pack business.”

  Yeah, forgetting one Jake Monroe, alpha shifter, wasn’t likely. She took a calming breath and counted out her heart beats to steady her thoughts.

  The Hollow in the winter was like living in Antarctica, and served as a damn cold bucket of water to her runaway thoughts. In fact, she was pretty sure the below freezing temperatures of her small Maine town rivaled anywhere else on the planet come January and no amount of lusting after Jake would change that for her.

  Honor tossed a look at the clock hanging behind her couch. Almost time to open the bar. She rolled her shoulders and called forth the five elements that fueled her powers, the call of fire her strongest. Heated energy crackled and popped in the small dining room, fusing the air with enough juice to power up ten love potions.

  She needed this to work. Maybe the spell just needed a jump-start. “Worth a shot anyway,” she murmured softly.

  A long drawn out growl from the chair where Cinder lounged watching the whole fiasco punctuated her thoughts. His black and orange patched fur was fluffed and bushy with static. “Hey, not long now and don’t give me that judgy look, buddy. We need the money and this,” she wagged a finger at the bubbling cast iron cauldron on her dining room table, “is the only way I know to get the fast cash we need and to keep kitty nip on the shopping list.”

  Her feline familiar blinked once as a human would shrug his shoulders.

  Sassy pussy. Whatever.

  She needed to get on with this before one –or all—of her three sisters dropped in and found her mixing the forbidden concoction. Not that they would turn her into the Council, but it would definitely put them all in a pickle if ever questioned or placed under a truth spell. Nasty things truth spells, and very commonly used on witches with rebellious pasts.

  She was well-acquainted with the rules governing her kind and right now she was breaking about five of them, which would get her kicked out or worse, stripped of her powers by the Elders. Not cool. But she didn’t see any other choice.

  It wasn’t as if the Council issued loans. So here she was. Solving her own problems if only slightly against her world’s law.

  Before starting, she had flicked the deadbolt in place and stuffed a towel beneath the doors, windows, and every other crack she found in the old apartment to help hide the odor. One of her sisters was bound to stop in for a drink and her efforts would do little in holding them at bay once they smelled the sweet nectar of rose and lavender. If they did show up before she finished… well, she’d rather not think about how many different ways this could go sideways tonight.

  Honor dipped the tip of her pinky into the swirling mass of fuchsia liquid laced with variant shades of midnight purple and popped it into her mouth.

  Much like her favorite Pop Rocks candy, it tingled along her tongue and down her throat as she swallowed the single teardrop worth.

  Mmm. She sucked the single digit between her lips and sighed.

  Dazzling white heat burst to life, singeing her insides to finally detonate in the depths of her core with a powerful need she’d never felt before. She swayed in place and let her eyes slip shut. Just as quickly the all-consuming sensations calmed, leaving behind a blanket of warmth to settle over her entire body like a lover had left her thoroughly sated.

  Would finding release with Jake be that wild and untamed?

  Honor shook her thoughts clear of the sexy alpha.

  “Thank the goddess this actually has a chance!” She pumped a fist in the air and received a swish of a tail from her plump familiar. “Cheer up, Cinder.
I think we’re almost there. Just a few final touches.”

  Honor scrolled a finger over the spell she’d penned especially for this task until she came to the last part needed to bind the spell to find true love.

  True love. She’d be happy if she could get one devilish sexy shifter to look her way one more time. No love particularly required, but in some ridiculous corner of her mind a roguish shifter to call her own did have a nice ring to it.

  If anything his sapphire eyes and midnight black hair spelled wild lust-filled nights. Her feminine parts quivered just thinking about the broody male that had spent the better part of the last month holding down the back corner table opposite her bar top.

  Damn the goddesses. She knew to the bottom of her soul, they’d had her in mind when they cooked up his wolfish charms and good looks. Her body thrummed every time she felt him track her movements as she tended her customers. His eyes had a way of glowing with an ethereal light every time she glanced his direction. Raw heat is what she saw in their depths and it made her naughty side crave a little dirty romance.

  She couldn’t quite wrap her mind around the why, but when their gazes connected nothing else mattered. For that split second between serving a drink or some other task at hand, everything dropped away and she only saw him, the force of his gaze like the smack of her love potion to her senses and her thoughts of total possession. She just didn’t understand it. Maybe she didn’t need to. Maybe it was leftover feelings from the night they almost shared.

  She didn’t fit under the ranks of saints. She’d had wild nights of hot sex before, but Jake made her feel different. As if what he wanted would be beyond mind-blowing. If only she knew what had sent him hoofing it out of her bar and away from her when they were so close to finally taking their attraction to the next level.

  Did he not feel the same way? If he did, the wolf had a damn good way of hiding it.

  She paused and looked down at her handiwork.

  The potion. It was playing with her emotions and churning up the hottest passions buried in her soul.