“Follow me.” He held on to the blanket, dragging it while he turned from her and headed out of the living room.
When he turned, she saw his cock thrust forward, as if leading the way. It pushed against his sweatpants, looking thick and powerful, creating a tent in his pants. He moved with ease, like he was unaware of his arousal, which she seriously doubted was the case. He moved silently and with an almost lazy stroll considering his size. She noted he was as comfortable with his sexuality as he was with her nudity.
Heidi, on the other hand, crossed her arms over her bare breasts and walked barefoot behind him, focusing on his hard ass. That and the back of his thighs, which she bet were hard as steel just like the rest of him. She licked her lips to keep from drooling when he pushed open a door next to a room that she guessed was his bedroom. Another room was on the other side of the hallway. There was a faint scent that led her to believe the room belonged to another werewolf. Was it Dimitri? His littermate and pack leader? If so, she prayed he didn’t return to his den anytime soon.
“There’s no heat in here, but the water gets plenty hot.”
The cold floor under her feet confirmed his statement and she quickly stepped onto the small bathmat outside the tub while he bent over and turned the water on for her. When he straightened and turned to face her, there was hardly enough space in the bathroom for the two of them.
Nicolo took her hand, pulling her arm from her chest, and turned it as he brought her palm to his mouth. He nibbled the sensitive flesh there, sending chills rushing over her with enough vengeance that she noticeably shivered. He took his time letting his gaze travel down her naked body while gently rubbing his tongue over the spot he’d just scraped with his teeth.
“Once you’re clean, I’ll feed you,” he told her, his breath torturing her hand.
“Sounds good to me.” And she had a feeling he knew what she was hungry for.
He let go of her hand and she had to remember to lower it. Nicolo moved closer to her, pushing her against the wall, and tweaked her nipple while his lips brushed over her forehead.
His subtle torture session about made her knees go out underneath her. “I love the way lust smells on you,” he told her, and then walked out of the bathroom, leaving her leaning against the wall for fear she’d fall over if she tried moving.
“Damn it,” she cursed, staring at the closed door. Earlier today she’d run, convincing herself that her lust for the werewolf wasn’t strong enough to risk their packs’ reactions. Now she wondered if they could possibly pull off getting to know each other without causing a war.
The shower felt better than she thought it would, but when she got out, all she had to cover herself with was the one towel hanging on the rack. She dried off, then wrapped it around her and pushed the door open. Immediately the smell of coffee and fried meat attacked her senses. She sniffed out the aromas and found Nicolo in the kitchen, sitting at a small table with two plates laid out. The appeal of the steak and coffee dimmed next to his naked, sexy torso. The werewolf looked like he ruled the world when he casually raised his gaze to meet hers.
“Come here,” he growled, barely moving his mouth.
His words were like a magnet. Heidi walked around the table, clutching her towel, until she couldn’t get any closer because of his long legs. Nicolo reached for her, his touch gentle but demanding. Long fingers wrapped around her uninjured arm and he pulled her to him.
Heidi straddled his legs, sitting on his lap facing him. He protectively kept her there with one hand stretched over her ass. With the other, he easily sliced into steak that bled red when he ran the knife through it. Then, stabbing the section of meat he’d cut, he lifted it to her mouth, the end of the blade barely poking through the meat.
The smell greeted her and her stomach growled eagerly. Although it was an audible sound, Nicolo’s expression didn’t change. He focused on her mouth, holding the knife still when she put her teeth around the chunk of meet and slid it off the knife and into her mouth.
“Eat my kill,” he whispered, meeting her gaze for only a moment before looking down to slice more meat.
Damn. It tasted better than anything she’d eaten in ages. Her stomach twisted around the small morsel, nerves attacking her when he raised the next piece to her mouth. A werewolf offering his kill to an unmated bitch was one of the oldest courting rituals in the books. If there were books. Heidi’s hand sweated while she gripped her towel, the mixtures of smells rising between the two of them intertwining, adding to the confusion and excitement swimming in her mind.
No lunewulf had ever honored her by acting out their age-old traditions when it came to mating. The simple act showed his interest and made his intentions clear from this point further. Heidi’s accepting the meat, eating his kill, let him know she wished to be courted, to be pursued and mated. That is, if the two of them took the tradition seriously. Nicolo sure as hell didn’t look like he was joking.
“I’ve never tasted better meat,” she said after swallowing and watching him slice another piece and then stab it with the knife to bring it to her mouth. “You should try it.”
He slowly shook his head. “I killed this the other night while burning off energy after meeting you.” He held the steak to her lips and watched while she pulled it off with her teeth. “My kill is for you, Heidi. Honor me and accept what I offer you.”
“I will kill for you too.” She remembered the words from one of the stories told to her when she was a cub—the ancient tale of mating. Licking the meat juice from her lips, she shook her head, the moment getting too serious for her. “What are we doing, Nicolo?”
He cut more meat and their gazes locked when she accepted the bite.
“You defied your pack leader to see me. I’ve brought you to my den without either of our pack leaders’ consent. There is no denying our physical desire for each other. What we’re doing now is admitting to it and agreeing to see what else might be between us.” His answer was so simple that she had no immediate response.
He fed her the entire steak, never once pausing from his task of slicing bite-sized pieces and offering them to her. Nicolo believed in tradition, in honor and the strength those beliefs brought to their kind. Why the hell did he have to be a breed her kind despised? He was a werewolf with honor, who would fight, kill and love with a passion most werewolves would never know. Nicolo was a rare breed, and one she wanted to know a hell of a lot better.
When he held her coffee and offered it to her, he didn’t press the cup to her lips. His expression remained solemn while he held it for her, waiting for her to take it. She balanced herself on his lap, one hand on the table and the other holding her towel in place. Either she let go of the table and hold his arm for balance or she let go of the towel.
“Thank you,” she whispered, taking the coffee cup as she decided to do both.
Letting go of the table, she touched his arm. At the same time, she released the towel, feeling it slide down the top of her breasts while she took the cup. Watching him while she sipped, the smell of coffee and perfectly cooked meat faded when his lust filled the air between them. His gaze dropped quickly, silver streaks flashing in his dark eyes.
“I need to be inside you,” he growled.
Heidi almost choked on her coffee.
“When?” she asked, clearing her voice and then gulping more of the coffee before putting the cup on the table. The hot brew sloshed when she set it down. She trembled with excitement and nervousness.
“Are you full?” Nicolo took the towel and pulled it from her.
Once again, she was naked before him. Her nipples hardened quickly and her breasts swelled. Touching him now, resting her fingers over his arm, proved answer enough for him. He gripped her waist, lifting her until he could latch on to her nipple. He sucked her in while a rumble tore through him.
“I’m not hungry for food anymore,” she managed to utter, arching into him while letting her head fall back. “Oh Nicolo, that feels so good.”
She
braced her hands on his shoulders, holding on with everything she had. He moved his mouth from one breast to the other, humming his appreciation while his tongue swirled around her nipple and his teeth tortured her puckered flesh.
“Pull my cock out,” he said with his mouth full of breast.
Heidi moved her hands from his shoulder, obeying before she’d even given his request any thought.
Fucking Nicolo, a werewolf who’d already displayed signs of being strongly traditional, would be more than just casual sex. He’d made that clear, and she wanted it to be more. So much more. But how much time did they have? When would they have moments to learn each other’s thoughts? It wasn’t like they could go to dinner or run over the mountain together. If they were seen publicly together, their packs would attack and she would be shackled, or worse yet, shunned.
She hated shoving the morbid thoughts out of her mind. Heidi was a realist. Life wasn’t easy and she’d learned at a young age that fairy tales of gallant werewolves who would protect and honor her were just that. But damn it, Nicolo was everything she’d ever fantasized about. He was absolutely perfect.
Her fingers ran over the length of his shaft, and all concern over their actions or any meaning behind what they did faded completely.
Good fucking grief!
Nicolo was hung! She knew lunewulfs were a smaller breed than other werewolves, but holy fucking shit had she been deprived!
“Take it out,” he growled.
She trembled, energy rushing inside her so quickly she shook as she pulled on his sweatpants until his cock bounced between them. She looked down and at the same time Nicolo raised his head, leaving her nipples damp and tender. He met her gaze with almost silver eyes that glowed against his dark skin. His black hair was tousled and his teeth had grown slightly, giving her a hint as to how aroused he’d become. Nicolo fought the change, the need for her consuming him. His lust made her drunk.
“I’ve never seen a werewolf so…” Her words faded as heat burned her cheeks.
He almost smiled. His hands moved so that he gripped either side of her head and then he ravished her mouth, impaling her with his tongue while he kissed her with an energy and craving that left her lightheaded and overwhelmed with need.
Nicolo must know his cock was huge. Any werewolf would gloat hearing praises howled by a bitch over how well-endowed he was. He didn’t encourage her words, though—just actions. As he dug his long fingers into her hair, twisting and pulling it while nibbling her lip and then diving in to taste her mouth, she gripped his cock.
Heidi stroked soft, velvety skin that covered hard steel. When she moved her fingers up and down his cock, he trembled, his breath catching. For a moment, his tongue quit moving in her mouth. With the slightest movement of her fingers, she controlled this huge werewolf, this deadly predator who radiated more strength and domination than she’d ever known in any other werewolf. It gave her some of his power. She felt it tingle in her fingers and swarm inside her until she swelled with it. It grew until she swore she’d explode.
“Nicolo,” she cried, tearing her mouth from his and pushing his cock underneath her until it pressed against the entrance of her pussy.
Chapter Six
The heat from her pussy shot through Nicolo with so much ferocity that he almost yanked her hair too hard. Fighting to focus, he stared into her flushed expression. Her light blonde hair was damp and tousled. She licked her lips, meeting his gaze and the silver that laced her pretty blue eyes glowed against her creamy white skin. Her scent wrapped around both of them, a rich, almost sweet smell.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” he told her, inhaling deeply while aching to say more. He couldn’t think with his cock draining all blood from his brain. “Slide down on me.”
He fought not to move, allowing her to control the penetration. Every muscle inside him cramped with his efforts to remain still. But more than he needed to breathe, he had to know that Heidi took him because she wanted him. He would never manipulate or seduce an unwilling bitch. And although Heidi had shown no signs of being unwilling, their fucking would have irreversible consequences. She had to enter into this of her own free will.
Heidi took her hands off his cock and positioned it at the entrance of her pussy. She bit her lower lip, watching him as she lowered slowly.
“I’ve imagined what this would be like,” she said on a breath, her lashes fluttering while she moved slowly down onto his cock.
He’d imagined it too. But words escaped him as she moved so slowly the torture had every muscle inside him about to explode. His hands trembled when he ran his fingers over her hair, down her slender neck and then over her flushed cheeks. Her muscles twitched under his touch, driving him even crazier. She sucked in a breath, her head falling to the side while she slid more of him inside her.
“Tell me this is what you want. There will be no turning back, Heidi.”
His hands were on her hips before he realized he’d moved them. And still, she continued her slow journey, her leg muscles quivering against his while she took more and more of him inside her. Her muscles clamped around his cock, soaking him and burning him alive with her heat.
“Yes.” Strands of hair covered one eye when she opened them.
The silver that streaked through her blue eyes added to the sultry look she gave him. She sucked in a breath, making her small breasts look perkier. Her round, brown nipples were hard, pointy and absolutely perfect. She blew out her breath and he inhaled it. Her heat, her rich, sweet smell and the perfect view she gave him added to the sensations that rushed inside him.
“You’re making me crazy,” he growled, tightening his grip on her hips.
“I’m sorry. It just feels so damned good.”
“It could feel even better.” He raised his hips slightly, unable to stop himself, and reached even deeper into her hot pussy. “Ride me, little bitch. Stroke me with that hot pussy of yours.”
She growled her answer, leaning forward and resting her forehead against his while she began moving up and down over him. His hands slipped over the moist curves of her hips. She moved steadily, her leg muscles constricting and lengthening while she lifted herself until his cock almost slid out of her and then sank back down on him, taking almost all of him inside her.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted, amazed that he could feel every little pussy muscle inside her quiver and clamp down on his cock while she stroked him.
She was like soft velvet, moist and on fire. The soft groans she made tickled his ears. She sounded like a bitch in heaven, taking her pleasure and enjoying every moment of it.
“I’d tell you that you were bigger than any werewolf I’ve been with, but I wouldn’t want to inflate your ego that much.” She said the words in between quick sighs, giving them even more meaning.
Her breed was a lot smaller, and possibly her males had smaller cocks too. Damned shame if being with him would ruin her pleasure with any lunewulf in the future.
Just thinking about the possibility of that happening rubbed him wrong. He didn’t fuck a bitch simply because he was horny. Every time in the past when he’d taken a female, he’d had feelings for her. And every time, he’d been hurt. Now he sat in his den, fucking Heidi. She was sexier, hotter and more appealing than any female he’d known before. She’d moved him to the point where he’d offered her his kill in ceremonial fashion. He wanted to announce their courting, their intentions to mate if they fell in love. Once in their history, fucking her as he did now would mate them. That tradition had faded with the times. He wouldn’t want a mate without knowing beforehand that they enjoyed each other in bed. But otherwise, he honored their ways.
As he watched Heidi ride him, arch her back and let her head fall while she moved over his cock, he ached to know her thoughts, to know everything about her. But having a future with her might prove close to impossible.
He didn’t like that thought either.
Focusing on how she quivered over him, how her bo
dy tightened and her cries grew louder, he shoved out all unpleasant thoughts and inhaled the scent of her orgasm.
“Damn. Nicolo!” She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, scraping his flesh with her nails.
The quick pain heightened his senses. He throbbed inside her and she almost suffocated him with heat as she came.
Heidi collapsed over him, breathing heavily. She sank down and her moisture allowed him to push deeper inside her than he’d been so far.
“You’ve got all of me,” he whispered into her hair, holding her for a moment while she slowly recovered.
“It’s a perfect fit,” she muttered, sated and not moving while her scent mixed with his, creating an aroma that he could inhale for hours and not grow tired of.
“I’m going to make you come again.” He hated pulling out of her, but he wanted control. He wanted to hear her scream while he impaled her perfectly tight pussy. “Stand, little bitch.”
She raised her head, and every inch of her quivered when she worked to lift herself off him. Ignoring how cold his cock felt when he slipped out of her, he grabbed her, helping her stand. It amazed him how she appeared so strong and willful one moment, and then so fragile the next. And even when she leaned on him, allowing him to lift her, he saw her eagerness return. He stood, pulling her to him. Before he could though, she grabbed his sweats and pulled them down his thighs.
“I want you naked too.” She gave him an impish smile. “I want to see all of you.”
“Then undress me.” His breath caught in his throat when she knelt before him, her face so close to his throbbing cock as she pulled his sweats to the floor.
He stepped out of them and almost grabbed her head, aching to keep her in that position and fuck her adorable little mouth. Heidi had just ridden him hard though, stretching her shorter legs over his thighs. He could tell how wobbly she still was when she straightened and fought to appear strong before him.
“Look at you,” she said, taking a step backward and admiring his body. “So dark and perfect.”
Forbidden Attraction Page 8