Goldie [Pyrate's Treasure 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by McKenzie, Cooper

  Then he crawled up her body until his covered hers and they were nose to nose. “I’m in charge in this room, not you,” he said, his words a sexy growl that made her shiver with need.

  She lifted her head and kissed his lips before whining, “So fuck me already!”

  His laughter was dark and ominous as he looked deep into her eyes for a handful of heartbeats. Then he slowly pulled back and dropped his head to lick his way down the center of her body. He paused for a second between her breasts before making side trips up each mound to kiss and lick each erect nipple.

  Long before she was ready for him to abandon her breasts, he moved farther south, pausing to lick at her belly button before tracing his way to the apex of her thighs. Spreading her pussy lips farther apart, he dragged the tip of his tongue from the top of her slit down to her entrance then back up again before he focused his attention on her clit.

  Gasping for breath, her heart racing, Goldie fought the need to let go of the headboard and make a grab for her mate. He was leisurely playing with her, his fingers tracing random patterns on her inner thighs as he licked and nipped and laved attention on her clit.

  But she needed more.

  She needed his cock buried deep inside her, filling her. She needed his heat and power and pure maleness. She needed his arms around her, holding her close to his heart as she bit his neck a second time, claiming him more fully as her life mate.

  “Please, mate,” she whimpered. “I need you. Please fuck me into the mattress.”

  Caleb licked up her centerline one more time before he sat back then crawled up her body to look down at her with lots of space between their bodies. “Will you acknowledge that I’m in charge when it comes to sex?”

  “Yes, oh God, yes,” Goldie moaned as he bent his arms and lowered his body until the fur covering his chest just barely brushed over her skin.

  “Good girl,” he said before moving back and patting her exposed, knotted clit. “Now roll over and get up on your knees. I’m feeling the need to show my mate a little doggy-style loving.”

  Goldie looked up at him nearly cross-eyed with horniness. “Can I let go of the bed?”

  He smiled with approval at her question. “Only as long as it takes for you to roll over.”

  Goldie nodded, then released the headboard, rolled over, and got into the position he demanded. Though she really did not want to, she wrapped her fingers around the headboard rails again. Looking over her shoulder, she made a face at the man whose breathing was as fast and heavy as her own. “Happy?”

  “Oh, darling, you have no idea how happy I am,” he said as he knee-walked up the bed until the head of his cock brushed against her open pussy. “No idea at all.”

  She took a deep breath as he slowly pressed half the length of his cock into her. He pulled out a bit then slid even deeper. On his third advance, she felt the curly hairs around the base of his cock tickle the skin around her pussy lips.

  A moment later, she felt heat and soft, silky hair against her back. She sighed when he brushed several kisses over the top of her left shoulder. “Still with me, baby girl?”

  She lifted her head to rest it against his shoulder. “Fuck me already,” she demanded in a soft whine.

  “Mmmm, my pleasure,” he said, kissing the side of her neck.

  He pulled his cock halfway from her then slid it back in, moving slow and easy. Her body demanded more. When she tried to move in counterpoint to him, Caleb wrapped one arm around her middle and stopped her.

  “No, baby girl, slow and easy, remember?”

  He stroked slow and deep several times before her wolf’s frustration at not being in charge overwhelmed her. When his arm loosened around her waist and two fingers slipped to her pussy to stroke down either side of her erect clit, her body rebelled his domination.

  With a snarling growl, she made her move. She pulled off Caleb’s cock, hitting her head on the headboard in the process. The sharp pain did nothing to stop her from raising up and to the left. Her sudden movement caught Caleb by surprise, but he reacted quickly, wrapping his arm around her and carrying her with him as he rolled to his back.

  But Goldie’s wolf was in control. She wriggled within his grip, flipping over so they lay face-to-face with her on top. Pushing on his chest, she sat up. Reaching down, she grasped his cock and stroked it twice. Then she rose up and fit the head of his cock back into her open pussy.

  She slid down until he was fully sheathed inside her, hesitating only a moment as her wolf silently howled with happiness.

  “I’m sorry,” she said, looking down at the man who appeared stunned at the sudden change of position. “I just can’t do slow and easy right now.”

  She began to slide up and down his thick, solid cock in rapid movements. After several strokes, she found that by arching her back and shifting the angle of her ride, she could stroke her clit while squeezing Caleb’s cock even tighter. By the quick intake of breath, Caleb liked the move as much as she did.

  A moment later his hands rose to cover her breasts. At the same time, his legs came up behind her and he began to drive up into her as she slid down his cock. The fire of love and arousal drew tighter and tighter around them. Goldie rode harder and faster, panting and barely able to remain upright.

  Seconds before they went up in flames together, Caleb surged up from the mattress and wrapped his arms around her. He rolled them until she was lying beneath him, only this time they lay face-to-face. His hips did not stop moving as she wrapped her legs around his back, trying to find a way to move against him.

  Goldie felt him thicken as he drove harder and faster into her, driving her right to the edge of sanity. The need to claim her mate again slammed through her as her canine teeth dropped. As she came, she wrapped her arms around his back, pulled herself off the bed, and bit into the base of Caleb’s neck where it joined his shoulder. His sweet, tangy blood crossed her tongue and she drank deep.

  Her mate roared with his orgasm. He slammed home twice more before holding his cock in her as deep as he could get. As the heat of his semen flooded her pussy, she flew over the edge again and her world went fuzzy.

  When she could think again a few seconds later, she licked the bite mark closed then relaxed back onto the mattress as they recovered. Caleb collapsed over her, pressing her fully into the mattress. She held him tight, not worried that she could barely breathe. Nothing else mattered when her mate was in her arms.

  It was several minutes before Caleb rolled so they lay side by side on the bed. He wrapped his arms around her back and held her until his softening cock fell from her pussy.

  “Want to explain?” he asked once their breathing had returned to normal.

  “I needed to claim you again, but couldn’t. My wolf went wild. I’m sorry,” she said, brushing the tip of her nose back and forth against his chest.

  She felt him chuckle as he tightened his hold around her back. At the same time, he brushed his cheek over the top of her head. “Okay, so maybe I don’t have to be dominant all the time. I think in the future we should wrestle to see who’s in charge.”

  “Mmmm, sounds like fun,” she murmured as her entire body relaxed into sleep.

  Chapter 9

  The middle of the afternoon found Caleb following Goldie through the front door of Pyrate’s Treasure that she had unlocked just seconds before. She was dressed for work in a tank top that advertised the bar and a pair of walking shorts. He had pulled on a pair of loose-fitting cargo shorts and an old sheriff’s department T-shirt. His gun was clipped into the right side of his waistband while his phone rested in his left front pocket. He was surprised to find only a handful of people sitting around a large table in the back. He expected the place to be wall to wall with island visitors.

  “Where is everybody?” he asked as she led him across the room.

  “Everybody who?”

  “The guests. Where are all the guests? I figured this place would be hopping from the minute it opened.”

/>   “The Treasure doesn’t open until four,” Silver said from behind the bar. “What’ll you have?”

  “Iced tea for me,” Goldie answered as Caleb pulled out the chair just to the right of Mayor Ed for his woman. He then sat down in the empty one next to her.

  “Make it two,” Caleb said, not yet sure how the island government felt about its only police officer drinking.

  As Silver brought their drinks, the others handed them empty plates and then passed the platters of finger foods. Realizing that except for a handful of cookies, he had not eaten all day, Caleb filled his plate.

  “To begin with, Caleb Slattery, these are my six grandchildren. Silver, Cash”—Mayor Edward motioned toward the two men sitting to his left then to the three women across the table—“Diamond, Ruby, and Emerald. Children, this is Caleb Slattery, the island’s new deputy, and more importantly, Goldie’s mate.”

  Caleb nodded to each of Goldie’s family members as they acknowledged their names. Then everyone grew silent and all eyes turned to Edward.

  “Since I only know what’s going on from talking to Caleb and Goldie, I am going to defer to them.”

  Caleb then found the cousins’ attention turned in his direction. At that moment his mate reached over and ran a hand up the top of his thigh before taking his hand.

  “About three o’clock Caleb got a phone call reporting wolves running down the beach. Since you swear that you were running pack beaches, someone had to have been trespassing. Did anyone find anything that can tell us who or why?”

  She watched as the others exchanged glances as if each were unwilling to be the one to give her the bad news.

  “Okay, spill it,” she said.

  Silver took a deep breath and sighed heavily. “When we ran the beaches, Cash and I came across evidence that a boat had been dragged up onto the beach. When we looked around the area, we found that someone had dug several deep holes about a hundred yards from the beach. Someone was definitely looking for something.”

  “Shit,” Caleb heard Goldie mutter, pushing her half-eaten food away before dropping her forehead to the table. “Not again.”

  “What?” Caleb asked, looking from his mate to her family.

  “Every few years we have trouble with treasure hunters coming onto the island and trespassing on the pack lands,” Silver explained. “I guess this year instead of coming to Grandfather and asking permission like they have in years past, they just decided to come out and look around.”

  “But why would they call the police if they knew they were trespassing?” Diamond asked.

  Caleb watched as the Pyrate family considered that question. When no one responded, he decided to offer his opinion. “Maybe because they were more afraid of the wolves than they were of being caught trespassing on private property.”

  “So what do you recommend we do, Deputy?” Edward asked.

  “For now keep a closer eye on the private beaches, watch for other evidence of strangers. If they come back, we can bring them in for questioning and find out exactly what they’re looking for before we arrest them for trespassing.” Caleb’s law enforcement training kicked in.

  The others sitting around the table watched him and nodded. He had a niggling feeling they were simply placating him, letting him think he was in charge. He wondered what their solution would be if they found whoever it was who was invading their private space. Would they maul them? Eat them? Or bring them in for the law to deal with?

  “All right, Deputy, that sounds like a good plan. We’ll pass the word to the rest of the pack to be extra vigilant, especially during their night runs,” Edward said.

  “May I ask a question, Mayor?”

  “Please, it’s Grandfather unless we’re with guests or other pack members, son. And you may ask all the questions you like.”

  “Why do you need a deputy? It sounds like you’re able to handle anything that might come up,” Caleb asked in his usual blunt style.

  “The guests feel better if we have a law enforcement presence on the island. We have only had a couple of problems, usually with drunks who won’t take no for an answer or bar fights, but our guests comfort is our first priority,” Edward explained. “Now, if there’s nothing else to discuss, I’m sure Teach has the checkerboard set up and is waiting for me.”

  With that, the man stood and walked out the back door of the bar. The other cousins followed in short order, leaving Goldie and Caleb alone.

  “So, what now?” Caleb asked.

  “Now I have to get ready for a busy night of bartending. You can hang out if you want. Or maybe explore the village on your own, meet the rest of the pack, or whatever other things deputies do when they’re working.” Goldie began gathering the dirty dishes her family had left behind.

  “Okay, but what if I feel the need to make out with my mate?” Caleb leaned back in his chair and dropped his hand to cover his zipper.

  Goldie stopped piling dishes to smile at him. The interest he saw in her eyes sent his cock from relaxed to half-hard in seconds. “I guess you drop by, drag me into the back room, and have your way with me.”

  With each word she purred, more blood pooled from his brain to his groin. He could do nothing but groan in response to her obvious come-on.

  Surging to his feet, he grabbed her hand and dragged her across the room and behind the bar. He did not stop until they were in the back room and half-hidden from the doorway by a tall stack of crates that held various liquors. Once there, he pulled her close and rubbed his cock against her pelvis.

  Stabbing his fingers through the hair at the nape of her neck, he pulled her head back and kissed her hard.

  * * * *

  Goldie responded to his kisses with eager amazement. She had no idea what she had said or done to set her mate’s hormones off, but she hoped she could figure out and do it again soon. Holding his hand under the table during the meeting with her family had distracted her to the point of not being able to take part in the conversation. She was shocked that Caleb had not only been able to talk, but also process the information Silver had shared and come up with suggestions on how to deal with the trespassers.

  Now that they were alone, she wondered how far he would push the envelope. After all, the others scheduled to work that evening would be here soon. The last thing she wanted was for anyone else to see her mate naked or to catch them in a compromising position.

  When, after several long, kissed-filled minutes, his hands pulled her shirt from her shorts and slipped up her back to unhook her bra, she pulled back, breaking the kiss and earning a frown from her mate.

  “We’ve got to stop. Now,” she said.

  She knew he did not agree with her as he cocked one eyebrow higher than the other. She was having a hard time believing it herself.

  “Why?”

  “Because this is a place of business and the others will be here soon to open. I don’t want the others to think less of you if they catch us making out.”

  She took another step back when he tightened his arms.

  He cleared his throat. “But you said I could drag you into the back room and have my way with you.”

  “But I didn’t think you would take me up on it so soon.” She giggled as he tried once again to capture her and pull her back against his chest.

  She extricated herself and then took several steps back so they were on opposite sides of the room. “You need to get out of the bar now. Come back about seven, and we can have dinner together.”

  He looked like he wanted to argue. Instead, he took a deep breath, held it for several long seconds before releasing it on a sigh. “All right, but don’t wear yourself out working. I have plans for when you’re finished here.”

  Goldie made a whimpering sound as her pussy dampened. Instead of giving in to her body’s desire to drag her mate back to his cottage for about a week of loving, she waved her hands at him in a shooing motion. “Go away. Shoo. Get out of here for the next four hours.”

  Though he did no
t look happy, Caleb nodded. He grabbed her left hand and kissed the palm. “I’ll be back for dinner at seven.”

  Before she could respond, he turned and marched from the small room. By the time she had taken a deep breath to steady herself she heard the bells over the back door ring as he left the building. It took another minute for her to be able to stand without her legs wobbling from his devastating kisses. Finally she pushed Caleb from her mind and focused on work.

  * * * *

  Caleb spent the next few hours walking the town, learning the village and memorizing which shop was where and the general lay of the land. He had also introduced himself to most of the villagers. Word of his mating to Goldie had preceded him. Each new person he met greeted him warmly and welcomed him to the family. He ended up sitting and watching Teach and the mayor play several games of checkers as they commented on the guests as they walked by.

  When he returned to the bar just before seven o’clock, the place was jammed with guests glowing with various shades of sunburn. The crowd seemed subdued instead of wide open as they had on the ferry over just the day before. Watching several of the patrons yawn widely, he had a feeling the bar would be closing long before the two in the morning advertised on the front door. He was all for that if it got Goldie into his arms sooner rather than later.

  He would have to talk to Goldie about maybe changing jobs so they had evenings together, even though he was on call all day and night. Like most beach towns, gut instinct told him Pyrate Island would go quiet once the sun went down.

  Walking to the bar, he took the seat at the end by the wall, the one Edward had occupied the afternoon before when he’d arrived on the island. Ordering a glass of iced water from the young woman attending to his side of the bar, he settled in to wait for Goldie to notice him. He was surprised when he had taken a single sip from his glass before she turned from filling two beer mugs to smile at him.