Beauty and the Wolf

by Lynn Richards

He stopped and grinned down at her. He knew his eyes were glowing and his canines had extended but he didn’t care and he didn’t hide. She needed to see this. She needed to know the wolf as well as the man.

  “You’re not afraid, Sophie. You’re excited. You’re hot and wet and delicious.”

  He snapped his teeth and she jerked, causing him to sink further into her softness. “That’s it baby, take me.”

  He was almost all the way inside when he felt the resistance, the natural hesitancy of her body to take even more. He reached up and pushed a pillow beneath her hips. He anchored a hand on her inner thigh, pushing her legs further apart. Seated more securely, his thumb found her clit.

  “Relax, Sophie. You can take me. I’m yours. Your body was made for me.” He didn’t move even though his cock was twitching and his wolf howling to thrust deep and hard. To claim. To mate.

  His claws started to extend, but he controlled himself. He rubbed her clit. He needed to make her come. Then she could take him. Then he could fuck her.

  He leaned down and bit her nipple. “Let me love you, Sophie.”

  Sophie’s world was focused on the man above her. The heavy weight of his body, the primitive smell of his skin. She wanted to sob into his shoulder. He felt so good inside her even though he stretched her to the point of pain. Just when she thought she would have to tell him to stop, he’d rearranged her hips easing the pressure. He slid in an inch or two more. Dear God, how big was he? Not only was his cock an impressive length, it was thick. Sophie had never felt anything so damn good.

  She whimpered. He touched her, saying something about her coming. Yeah, that’s what she wanted to do. She wanted to come.

  And she did. The world exploded around her, her pussy clenched the hardness inside it, regenerating the waves of pleasure. But wait, what was he doing? He was leaving. No, no, no she begged. Not yet, she just needed him inside her a little bit longer.

  When he laughed, she knew she had said the words out loud. She opened her eyes and saw his face. A wolf. The man she loved.

  When Sophie came around his cock, Jake suffered the most intense pain he’d ever felt. He wanted to come, he wanted to so badly. But she needed more, hell, he needed more. He needed to take her, pound her pussy until she screamed again and again.

  He did. In and out he thrust. He looked down where their bodies joined. His hand now holding her open, stretching her wide. His size distended her, the lips of her cunts just small ridges surrounding his cock. In the back of his mind he knew he was probably hurting her. But he wanted her to feel the pain, the pleasure of their joining. Of his claiming.

  He didn’t fight the shift this time. His claws extended but he was careful not to scratch her where he held her in place. His eyes burned and he knew the glow would be intense, the brown of his eyes completely obliterated by the gold. His gums ached as his teeth lengthened.

  Again and again he pounded, her juices flowing from her body and wetting the sheets. With the arm under her shoulder he used that hand to move her head to the side, exposing her neck.

  He felt the tell tale clench of her cunt. She was about to come again. And she would remember it forever. They would remember it forever.

  He bent his head and took her flesh in his mouth, tasting the essence of her blood as she took the essence of his body.

  He pumped his seed inside his mate.

  All was right with his universe.

  * * * * *

  Sophie lost count of the times they had made love in the next few hours. She didn’t quite know just what had happened that first time, but she felt like her soul had expanded, burst, and then reformed itself. After they had come down from their sexual high, she’d realized he had bitten her neck. At first she’d almost freaked, but the quite serenity in Jake’s eyes had reassured her. He stated that he had claimed her, the mark was there for others to know she was his mate and that if another male touched her, that man would die.

  All said in a very matter of fact, very calm way.

  And truthfully, very sexy. While she didn’t condone possessiveness in a man, being protected and cared for was a whole other matter. Every woman, no matter how liberated, wanted to be dominated. Men had yet to learn how to be dominant without being dominating. It was a fine line indeed.

  Apparently the wolf community had learned that skill. Well.

  The sex had been interspersed with talking and food. Jake had been very forthcoming about himself and his culture. Not that Sophie knew exactly what she needed to ask him, given the bomb he had dropped, but she’d learned a lot about him and his people. Or should she say pack. She also discovered the he loved to watch her eat. Could he be a more perfect man? She giggled.

  They had just finished another enthusiastic bout of sex and lay on their backs staring at the ceiling. Jake turned his head. “Something you find amusing? You do know it’s bad form to laugh when you have a man in your bed, don’t you?”

  Sophie giggled again.

  Jake pulled her body over his. “Just for that, I think you need to show me you how much you love my cock. Ride me, Sophie,” he ordered.

  She tried to pull away, but his arms held her against him. “Ride me,” he ordered again. His pressed his hips up, grinding his cock against her soft belly.

  “I haven’t, ever.” Sophie bit her bottom lip and looked up at him. “It’s too. I’d be too exposed, Jake. I can’t do it.” Her eyes implored him to understand.

  Jake did understand. She still had issues about her body. Issues that wouldn’t be solved in one hot night of sex. He hoped he’d made some headway, but knew it would take time, tenderness, and a whole lot of love, to convince her he loved her just the way she was. He had enough of all three to make his mate believe.

  Right now he was a little short on the tenderness side. He wanted to feel her pussy clenching around him as she moved up and down. He let forth a growl. “On me. Now.”

  He pulled her forward, sliding her wetness across his aching flesh.

  “Jake,” she squealed, pushing against his shoulders and trying stop him. His teeth clenched as he tried not to growl at her. That’d be like an ant trying to stop a train. He wanted her. Now.

  “Please, Sophie, I need you.” He was shaking with the want.

  “I’ll try,” she whimpered. She placed her hands on his shoulders and straightened. He groaned as her body was revealed. Her breasts, her belly, her pussy.

  He leaned forward and took a nipple in his mouth. The hands on her waist urged her backwards. When he felt the top of his cock nudge her entrance he groaned around the mouthful of sweet feminine flesh.

  “That’s it. Take me.”

  She pushed backward until he was firmly lodged inside. Well, some of him was inside. There was still a whole lot more he wanted in her.

  “Up.” He sat up in the bed, his back against the head board. The position pushed more of him inside her and they both groaned their pleasure. He let go of his prize reluctantly.

  “All of me, Sophie. You know you can.” He dropped his hands to his sides, clenching the sheet with his hands. “Take me like you mean it.”

  “That sounds like a line from a very bad porno movie,” she snorted but wiggled her hips. Another inch. Just a couple more and he’d be in heaven. He couldn’t rush her, even though everything in him – including his wolf – urged him to ram upward, to take her in one deep thrust.

  “You’ve watched porn?” he asked, trying to distract himself. He studied her face as she wiggled some more. She looked so damn cute. She bit her bottom lip, frowning as if she was working on some complex problem. He supposed she was – how to fit rod A into slot B. God, she was making him insane with those wiggles.

  “Sophie,” he growled. He slapped her left butt cheek.

  “I’m trying.”

  “Try harder, before you kill me.” His claws extended and ripped the shee
t.

  With a final wiggle he was inside her.

  “Thank God,” he groaned.

  “No, thank me,” she giggled again. She flipped her hair behind her head and straightened, seating him more firmly inside her. She placed her hands on his shoulders for balance and started to move.

  He had never seen a more beautiful sight. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed. Her brown hair trailed down her back. Her throat was exposed and it took everything in him not to lean forward and sink his teeth into the soft tempting flesh. His mark was still pink, having healed, but still sore and tender to the touch. There would plenty of time to mark her again. And again.

  Her breasts bounced with each move. She was riding him like a cowgirl. He laughed.

  Instantly her head dropped down and her eyes snapped open. “Are you laughing at me?”

  “Yes.”

  “Jake.” The look in her eyes almost broke his heart.

  “Good god woman, not like that. I’m laughing because I love you.” His arms encircled her pulling her to his chest. He gave into his wolf and thrust up. Hard.

  “You are mine.”

  She gasped as he continued to thrust. He was now in charge. And they both loved it.

  * * * * *

  “So how was sex with your mate, son?”

  Jake snarled at his father. They’d just finished back to back meetings with finance and marketing. The newest ad campaign had somehow gone south late last night. It was now six o’clock and he had another meeting in ten minutes. He was tired, hot, and horny. He’d promised to take Sophie to his house tonight. He’d promised to show her his wolf.

  He’d told Mary Ann to call his housekeeper and have his refrigerator stocked with Sophie’s favorite foods. He planned on fucking and feeding her all weekend. Those were now his two favorite activities.

  “You did have sex with her last night, didn’t you?”

  “Watch what you say, old man.”

  Robert Anderson laughed. It did his heart good to see his son so happy.

  Jake rose from the chair and strode to the window looking out over the city he’d known since birth. A city he’d watched grow from a small hunting community to one of the largest cities in the country. It grounded him to know that his sons and daughters would watch it change and grow as well.

  “She’s perfect. Not what I expected, but perfect.” He remembered the feel of her riding him, his cock encased in the warmth of her flesh. Her slick, tight flesh. Yeah, she was perfect. He growled.

  “Reign it in, Jake,” his father warned. “You’ve still got two more meetings to get through before you can claim your woman again.”

  “She’s not what I wanted, Dad. She’s nothing like the women I’ve had. I didn’t want a mate and certainly not a woman like Sophie Abbot.”

  For all their super senses, neither man heard the small gasp outside Jake’s office door.

  * * * * *

  Sophie quickly turned away, leaning against the wall next to the door. The folder in her hand floated to the floor, forgotten. Tilting her head back she worked hard to prevent the tears in her eyes from falling. Oh my god. He didn’t want her. What did she expect? Women like her did not get men like Jake Anderson.

  She had so wanted to believe in the impossible. She’d believed he was a wolf and she’d believed that he wanted to be with her. Now she knew her original doubts had been dead on, she was just a fuck. A different type of sexual experience. She’d read about men like that.

  She thrust her fist in her hand blocking the sob in her throat from escaping. She had to get out of here before he saw her.

  Running through Mary Ann’s office she made it to the elevator. Thankfully it opened almost as soon as she arrived and there was no one in it. She hit a button on the panel not caring where she went just as long as it was away from Jake. She wanted to sink to the floor and cry like a baby. She took great sucking breaths trying to calm down and think clearly. Where should she go? What should she do?

  The elevator’s doors opened and a young intern stepped inside. His attention was focused on the file in his hand and he didn’t see her at first.

  A small sob broke from her.

  His gaze swept up, startled. “Uh, umm. Ma’am, are you okay?”

  Sophie couldn’t answer. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

  If she hadn’t been so devastated she would have laughed at the young man’s dilemma. He clearly didn’t know how to handle a crying woman, much less one he was stuck with in an elevator.

  She sobbed louder.

  “Oh my God. What’s wrong? What do you want me to do?”

  Sophie shook her head. There was nothing anyone could do. She just wanted to die. She had to get away. She pushed the down button repeatedly.

  * * * * *

  “Did you hear something?” Jake turned from the window.

  Both men stopped talking and listened carefully.

  “No,” Robert shook his head.

  Jake frowned. He would have sworn he heard someone in his outer office. Not Mary Ann, she was in the conference room preparing for the next meeting.

  He had sudden feeling something was wrong. He headed out of his office. A file folder lay on the floor near Mary Ann’s desk. He bent to pick it up. It was the information from legal he’d requested and it smelled of Sophie.

  The sound he’d heard had been her bringing the file to him. Right about the time he’d made that comment about not wanting her as a mate.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

  He strode out the door, heading for the stairwell. Running at wolf speed, he raced to the lobby. He heard his father right behind him. No doubt he’d smelled Sophie too. He’d smelled her fear and agitation.

  A group was gathered around the security desk encircling a woman and a man. His woman and one of his pack.

  “Let me go.”

  “If you don’t calm down lady, I’ll have to restrain you.”

  Jake growled and all heads toward his way. The bodies parted, the pack moving the humans out of the way to allow their alpha to pass.

  “Touch her, boy, and die.”

  The security guard stepped back quickly. “I was just trying to prevent her from leaving sir. She seems upset.”

  “No shit,” he drawled. Sophie stood in the middle of the crowd, her hair in wild disarray around her shoulders. No doubt it had been a neat little bun earlier that day. Her beautiful breasts were heaving beneath the silky fabric of her shirt. A shirt that was fairly translucent. He frowned. What did she think she was doing dressing like that? He’d deal with that later.

  “Someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on?”

  For a second there was complete silence then everyone started to talk at once. Everyone but Sophie. She stood with her head bowed, her hands clasped together as she always did when she was worried or scared. She damn well better be scared. What had she thought she was doing, running away from him? If they had issues they needed to talk them out. Not run at the first sign of trouble. That would be the first lesson she learned today.

  “Enough.” He held up a hand and everyone stopped talking. Apparently an intern had encountered a crying Sophie in the elevator and took her to the security who had prevented her from leaving. Even though he’d almost torn the man’s hand off for daring to touch his mate, he’d have to give the guard a raise. The intern as well. “Get in the elevator Sophie, we’ll talk upstairs.”

  “No.” Her chin set in that stubborn little tilt he found so adorable. The fierce expression was ruined a second later by the trembling of her rich, red lips.

  He stepped in front of her. “Get in the elevator, Sophie.”

  “No.”

  “Fine.” He grinned and swept her up in his arms.

  “Everyone back to work,” he ordered as he carried her to bank of elevators. “Dad would y
ou get the elevator, please?”

  The elevator dinged and Jake stepped inside. His father followed, pressing the top floor button.

  “Can you cover the meeting?”

  “Sure son.”

  They spent several moments going over important points that needed be addressed. The doors opened and his father walked out first. At Jake’s office he held open the door. Mary Ann jumped up from her chair. “What happened? Is Sophie okay?”

  “She’s just fine,” his dad reassured his secretary.

  “She will be once I spank her ass,” Jake said.

  “Jake!” Both women gasped. The men just laughed.

  “The other door, Dad?”

  “Sure thing, son.” The man was grinning from ear to ear. Jake didn’t need to tell him to close the door. It clicked shut behind them.

  Mary Ann looked at Robert as he closed her boss’s door. “What was that all about?”

  “Sophie tried to run away from her mate.”

  “Mate?”

  “There are some things I need to tell you, Mary Ann. Let’s go out for dinner after the meeting.” The older wolf took the woman’s arm and walked her out the door, making sure the lights were off and the door was locked. He was sure his son didn’t want to be disturbed for quite some time.

  When the door clicked shut behind him, Jake lowered his delightful burden to the floor. She immediately spun away, retreating from him and putting the width of the office between them.

  He leaned back against the door. She was so damn beautiful it made his heart ache. And his dick hard. He rubbed himself through his pants, remembering the feel of her cunt around his cock.

  He took off his suit jacket and flung it to the floor. “You want to tell me what you thought you were doing, Sophie?”

  “No.”

  She’d backed herself up against his desk. Perfect. She was about to get her ass spanked and then fucked. Her cunt, her mouth, and maybe even her ass after he blistered it a dark shade of red. What better place than across his desk?

  He pulled the knot from his tie and jerked it from his neck. It joined his jacket on the floor.

  “I’ll tell you what I think you were doing, you were running away.”