The Alpha's Cat

by Carrie Kelly

  “Everyone’s staring at you. Like you’re Cinderella at the ball.”

  With a huff, I rolled my eyes. “Right. They’re not looking at me because they think I’m some dazzling princess. Those guys over there are sizing me up. Trying to figure out why Tate Wilson would choose me over all of the other eligible women in this place. They think maybe there’s something special about her. Maybe she give good head. The girls, probably murdering me in their fantasies, wishing they were the one’s dancing with the magnificent Tate Wilson. Boo Hoo.”

  Tate growled. “Elise.”

  I closed my mouth and frowned. “Why don’t you tell me what your offer is,” I said and gasped as he twirled me around.

  His expression brightened. “So impatient, Elise. We haven’t even finished our dance.”

  With a shrug, I leaned closer. “Said I’m not much of a dancer. I mean I don’t hate it. It’s okay and all,” I said.

  He smiled. “Very well. It’s obvious that I can get you anything you want. Right?”

  I batted my eyes innocently. “I don’t know. Could you?” I asked.

  “You like money. I have plenty of it. You like diamonds?” he asked and pulled a large jewel out of his breast pocket.

  I took a step back. “Holy crap,” I said with wide eyes. “Is that the real deal?”

  Tate licked his lips. “Yes, it is.”

  He lifted it to my face and pulled me back into him.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Are you that damn crazy? You don’t just carry something like that around in your pocket at a party,” I snipped.

  His smile broadened. “You’re so adorable,” he said and pressed his lips to mine.

  Grabbing the diamond away, I squeezed it hard. The taste of his mouth melted me into submission. Goose flesh rose across my skin while my nipples hardened.

  He pulled back with a deep breath. “I’ll give it to you.”

  I swallowed the lump in my throat. “What’s the catch? Oh! Wait I know! You need me to do a job for you. In that case I’m…”

  “Nothing like that.”

  “Then what?” I asked.

  Releasing my arms, Tate held up a plain ring. “You have to marry me,” he said.

  My heartbeat quickened. Since I was little I’d built up a wall in my mind. It kept me focused and safe. Shifters can let their emotions get the best of them, but not me. Not till now because somehow Tate Wilson managed to break that wall with only a few words. How the hell did that happen?

  I moved a few strands away from my face. “Wolves mate for life. You’d really want to be stuck with me forever?”

  Tate grabbed my hand and pushed the ring down on my finger. “That’s the idea,” he said and stared. “Say yes.”

  Trembling, I pushed him away. “I’m…going to…” I glanced around the room. “Get some fresh air,” I said and walked towards the balcony. Shoving anyone aside that got in my way.

  The smell of rain and the city crashed down around me as I took a deep breath.

  Tate closed the doors behind us and walked behind me. His hands trailed down my hips and around to my stomach.

  I took a deep breath as the wolf nipped at my neck. Then he peppered my shoulder with soft kisses.

  “Say yes,” he growled in my ear.

  Licking my lip, I turned around. Then I opened my hand and looked at the diamond. It didn’t seem so important anymore. Just another stupid and pointless object. Can’t believe I’d even say something like that. Dammit! My gut clenched. Was this guy really destined to be my mate?

  No way! Who’s to say I’d actually be good at being a wife. For one thing I would never get used to the constant popularity. The parties. Hell, I was a thief. Someone who’d been in the shadows for so long. I’m not meant for the spotlight.

  I shook my head. “No,” I muttered.

  Tate’s smile faded. A fire burned behind his eyes. His jaw tensed. “No?”

  “Here,” I said and gave him the jewel. “Think I’ll be leaving now.”

  Tate grabbed my arm. His eyes glowed. Sharp fangs protruded from his lips.

  I yelped as he pushed me against the wall.

  “Why? Like I said I could give you anything. Everything!” he screamed. “Aren’t you attracted to me?”

  Heat pooled between my legs. “Of course you are,” I said and tried to control the trembles in my body.

  “You’re not leaving,” he growled. He leaned in so close our noses touched. Then he took one long breath and stepped back. Looking over the diamond in his hand. “You’re not serious. You’re being stubborn again.”

  I shoved him away. “I’m not being stubborn. I don’t do well with others.”

  The wolf growled and pulled me close. “If that were the case you wouldn’t give up the diamond,” he said and tightened his grip on my arm. “What are you afraid of?”

  I rolled my eyes and looked away. “I’m not afraid of anything.”

  Tate ran his hand across my cheek. “I can make you happy.”

  Eyes widened. I looked back. “What if everything goes wrong?”

  “It won’t,” he said and wrapped his arm around my waist.

  “How do you…”

  “Shut-up,” he growled and pressed his lips against my own. Then he pulled my dress straps down. “I’m going to claim you,” he growled.

  “What here?” I asked as a delightful shiver coursed down my spine. Kinky. “Anyone could walk out here.”

  A reflection shot across his eyes. “I don’t care,” he breathed and kissed the top of my chest. Then he pulled my top down until my breasts bounced free. He edged his way down slowly, planting butterfly kisses across my skin until he reached a nipple.

  Sucking it into his mouth, I gasped. A wetness trickled deep inside my pussy. “Ah!” I moaned and ran my hand through his silky hair.

  He rolled his tongue in fast circles over the pebble before leaning back. Then he pulled the rest of the dress down and let it fall to my ankles. “I’ve been wanting to do this since day one.”

  A blush stained my cheeks. I wanted him that night too, but I wasn’t going to admit it. I gasped again as he pinched both my nipples, rolling the nubs until they were a pale shade of red. I bit my bottom lip. Then with shaky hands I unbuttoned Tate’s jacket, tugging it down from his muscular shoulders.

  Finally giving in. No turning back now. After I managed to get his shirt and jacket off, I worked his pants. Then I reached inside and touched his cock. Already hard and waiting for release. It throbbed in my hand as I caressed it.

  Tate groaned and ripped my panties off. His sculpted chest tightened as I pumped his dick harder. “Elise,” he moaned and pressed two fingers inside the the folds of my cunt, tickling my clit with the perfect amount of pressure. How was he so good at that? It’s as if he knew what I wanted. My legs almost gave out until he stopped and hefted me up against the wall.

  “Eee,” I squeaked.

  Staring up with those wild green eyes, Tate raised his brows. “You okay, kitty?”

  I wrapped my legs around his torso. “The wall is kind of cold,” I said with a slight pout.

  The wolf laughed. “Don’t worry we’ll warm it up,” he said as he held me firmly with one hand and finished pushing his pants and boxers down with another.

  “Never done it against a wall before,” I said and trembled as he nipped at my breasts.

  Tate smiled and positioned himself. “There’s a first time for everything,” he said and slid his cock into my tight entrance. His eyes widened and he took a deep breath. “Are you a virgin?”

  I moaned and scowled. “No, but it sort of feels like my first time,” I said through short breaths.

  He kissed me and moved his hips back and forth, slowly at first. “That’s too bad. I would’ve loved to be your first. Still, you’re pretty tight,” he moaned as he worked his cock deeper inside, penetrating where it counted.

  “Ah!” I gasped and gripped his shoulders, feeling the muscles shift under his tau
t skin. His strong form, keeping me in place.

  I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. Drowning in pure ecstasy. His teeth nipped at my neck as he pounded me harder. Over and over.

  “You’re so beautiful, Elise,” he whispered and assaulted my breasts with his talented tongue.

  Looking down, I ran my fingers through his silky hair. The ring on my finger shone bright from the outdoor light above us.

  He grazed his teeth along my nipple while pulling back slowly. Then his eyes locked with mine. Nothing else mattered in that moment. We were like two pieces of the same puzzle. Fitting perfectly.

  I leaned down and kissed him. Soft lips danced with mine as my body shook uncontrollably. “Tate,” I moaned as delightful surges pulsed across my spine. Then my eyes widened. The orgasm, dangerously close.

  “Ah!” Tate growled.

  Knowing he was also close to his happy ending, I cupped his face. “I want to see what you look like when you come,” I managed to say through deep breaths.

  He smiled. “I was going to say the same thing about you, kitty.” He thrust even faster, making the goose flesh bubble on my skin. “Mm. Mm. Mm.” he growled.

  Body jerked and I screamed. Electricity washed over every nerve ending as I came with Tate. His hot seed poured inside me, filling me to the brim.

  Shaky hands let me down on wobbly knees.

  “Wait, I don’t think I can stand,” I said while wrapping my arms around his neck.

  “That’s fine. Hold onto me.” He kissed my forehead and picked me up. How the hell did he have enough strength for that?

  He laid back on an outdoor couch, pulling me on top of him. His breathing remained short and heavy.

  I laid my head on his sculpted chest, listening to his heart race.

  It was literally five minutes until he sat up with another erection. Poking on my upper thigh. My eyes widened. That didn’t take long. “Seriously?” I asked.

  Laugher filled his eyes. “Oh, that’s so adorable. Did you think we were actually done?” he asked and kissed me, running his hand over my hair and tugging at a lock.

  “Well, I’ve never gone more than once with any past lovers.”

  Tate pulled me so I was straddling him. “Don’t talk about others you’ve been with. You’re mine.”

  I chuckled. “Wow, jealous much?”

  “Incredibly,” he said and kissed me again. Then he reached down and pressed his finger inside my wet folds. Tickling my clit back to life. For a moment I didn’t think it would work, but a jolt shot through me and I moaned. Static roamed across my skin.

  “Ah!” I gasped and gripped the base of his dick. Veins pulsed from inside the velvety skin as I pumped it up and down a few times.

  “Ah! Fuck!” Tate groaned.

  Positioning myself over him. I eased down and let the large muscle fill me up once again. Then I rocked back and forth. The friction between us slick and hot.

  I rolled my hips around as I leaned up and pushed back down. Then I tightened my pussy, watching his eyes widen as I squeezed his cock. “You liked that,” I said and smiled.

  “Hell yes,” he growled. “As much as you like this.” He ran his hands over my breasts and rolled my nipples between his fingers. “Do it again,” he moaned.

  Muscles burned as I rode him harder. Electric shocks sparked through my nipples. Vision blurred.

  Tate bucked his hips. Matching my rhythm. Then he gripped my hips as we rocked into each other harder.

  Don’t know how much more of this I can take. The penetration in this position slid deeper. Before I knew it another intense orgasm struck. Immediately, I went limp and leaned my head into the crook of his neck.

  Tate, panting, bucked his hips a few more times before bursting with a loud growl. “Damn, Elise. You’re amazing,” he gasped.

  We sat in silence, trying to catch our breaths.

  He kissed my forehead and held me. His hands trailed up and down my back.

  “This is nice,” I said and smiled. For once in my life I felt at ease. Never usually happened with my line of work.

  “Yes, it’s perfect except one thing.”

  I look up at him. “What?”

  He pulled a few strands of hair away from my face. “You didn’t say yes to my proposal. I want to hear you say it.”

  I pouted and stared. It’s not like it was a bad deal. I get Tate Wilson and never have to worry about surviving. Instead I get to live. With him. “Why not,” I said.

  Tate frowned. “You can at least sound like you’re excited that you found your mate.”

  I laughed. “Yes!”

  “Good,” he said with bright eyes and a big smile.

  “But if you betray me I will seriously kick the living shit out of you. Don’t think I couldn’t do it. I’m stronger than I look.”

  Now it was his turn to laugh. “Yeah, I know. I saw what you did you did to poor Bay.”

  I snorted. “Poor Bay? You’re thugs kidnapped me,” I said and scowled.

  Tate shook his head. “Had to get you here somehow.” Leaning down, he kissed me. Passionate and tender. “I will never hurt you or betray you. You’re my mate. I’m already in love with you.”

  After all the steamy sex I still managed to blush. “We um…better get dressed,” I said and struggled to stand up. “Oh, I’m going to be so sore tomorrow.”

  Grabbing my dress, the wolf handed it to me. “Who said anything about being done tonight?”

  I coughed. “What? No. I mean. Could we manage?”

  “One way to find out,” he said and put his tux back on. He didn’t even bother to tuck it in.

  “Judging by our appearance people are going to put two and two together,” I said and pulled the dress over me.

  “Good. Let them,” Tate said and led me away from the balcony, through the crowd and up to his bedroom where I passed out almost instantly on his soft bed.

  About the author:

  Carrie Kelly lives in Washington and writes sexy erotic romance with lively heroines and smoking hot heroes. She started writing romance when she lost her main source of income as a freelance writer – and it was the best decision she’s ever made! Besides writing, she spends time with her lovely cats, travels and enjoys wearing ridiculously girly clothes.

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