A Siberian Werewolf in Paris

by Caryn Moya Block

  “Enough, I don’t want your first time to be in a shower. We are clean.” Valerii leaned around her and turned off the water.

  Josephine didn’t comment as he threw open the door and grabbed the two towels from the rack. She stepped into his arms, and he wrapped the towel around her. He dried himself quickly before lifting her and carrying her into the bedroom.

  ***

  Valerii’s lips claimed hers as he lowered her to the bed. His wolf urged him to take her quickly, wildness and aggression rising in a wave. But he pulled back on his wolf and gentled as he lay down next to her. This was her first time. He didn’t want to scare her.

  He opened the towel and ran his fingers over her silky skin. Just looking at her delighted him. His heart melted when she reached for him, caressing his cheek before pulling him forward for another kiss. Her lips and teeth nibbled and played. She sucked his lower lip into her mouth, inviting him to reciprocate.

  He took control of the kiss, plundering her mouth, tasting her. Nothing tasted as sweet. She was his. His to adore. His to pleasure. He moved down, licking and tasting along the way. His tongue dipped into her belly button and swirled around before he moved lower. Her scent called to him, inflamed his desire. He moved between her thighs, opening her to his sight. She was perfect. He rubbed his cheek against her before he blew lightly on the white-blond curls. She shivered beneath him. He looked up at her, catching her eyes.

  “Watch me, milaya moya, while I taste what is mine.”

  Valerii used his thumb to open the petals hiding treasure before he dipped his head. He kept eye contact with Josephine as he licked her slit. He was rewarded with a gush of moisture. She tasted sweet, and he was instantly addicted. He would always want her.

  He continued to taste her, thrusting his tongue deep until Josephine’s eyes closed and her head thrashed on the pillow. She moaned his name.

  “Valerii...”

  He could take her now. She was so wet for him. But she would be sore, and he wanted her to experience the pleasure behind their coupling. He drew the little bundle of nerves into his mouth and sucked the moisture from its folds while he inserted a finger into her channel. Wetness and heat surrounded his finger as he pushed in. She was so tight. He pushed in a second finger trying to stretch her. She exploded beneath him. Her cry rang in his ears.

  He put an arm over her bucking hips and held her so he could continue to stimulate her clit while she shivered and shook through her orgasm. When she finally started to quiet, he kissed his way up her body to her breasts where he sucked first one, then the other.

  ***

  Josephine’s eyes were dazed with pleasure. She blinked them to bring him into focus. “That was incredible.”

  “We are not finished, lyubov moya. This next part I am told can be painful. But only the first time. After that I will allow only pleasure between us. I want you to stay connected to my mind. I will help if the pain is hard.”

  Josephine felt so relaxed she didn’t think she could move. Valerii’s ministrations destroyed her. She still felt quivers vibrating inside her. Where she was soft and languid, he was still hard. She ran her hand up his chest and teased his right nipple. She wanted to give him the same pleasure he gave her.

  She leaned up and took the other nipple into her mouth, rubbing her tongue round and round before sucking hard. Valerii quivered beneath her hand. His fingers continued to dance over her mound, causing shocks of pleasure to fill her.

  His finger plunged into her depths, and she bit down on his nipple in retaliation. He moaned, and Josephine’s wolf rose to the surface as a sense of wildness overtook her. This was her mate. Belonging only to her. She switched to the other side, licking his nipple and then sucking hard.

  “I need to be inside you, Josephine,” he begged.

  “What do you want?”

  “Turn onto your knees, head down... ”

  Josephine turned over and pulled up her knees while Valerii pushed her shoulders down until her face lay sideways on the bed.

  “Open your mind to me. Your shields are still extremely strong, even without the barrier your parents put in place.”

  Josephine reached for the mating bond with her mind, and then Valerii flooded her thoughts, filling her up, with him. His pleasure, his love. His shaft poked at her entrance, and she pushed back, wanting him inside her, wanting their bodies to be connected like their minds and hearts. He pushed against her. Her muscles tightened, trying to keep him out.

  “Relax for me, Josie. We will do this slowly, one inch at a time.”

  Josephine caught the echo of his thought. Her heart swelled with knowing how careful he was being. He licked and kissed her neck and shoulders as he pushed farther into her dampness. She was in his mind, as he was in hers. There was a little discomfort, a feeling of being too full. He pushed in a little farther.

  Take me, mate. Make me forever yours, Josie sent into his thoughts.

  You are already mine, Josephine. I would never give you up. Valerii pulled back a little and lifted her hips with his hands. Then he sunk deep within her. Josephine cried out. But he was already wrapping around her mind, sharing his feelings with her.

  Give it a moment, try to relax. You are so hot, so snug, like a fist squeezing me tight. Feel what you are doing to me.

  Valerii flooded her mind with the exquisite pleasure that bordered on pain. Moreover, he flooded her with his emotions, his care and love for her. He continued to kiss and lick her neck and shoulders. She relaxed into him. He moved out a little, then pushed back in. When her body responded with pleasure, he did it again. Each time he pulled out farther and pushed back in.

  Josephine felt his wolf pushing at him, the wildness rising in both of them, as hers answered. She started to push back as he pushed forward. She squeezed her muscles to clench around him. She wanted him. He picked up the pace at her urging, and soon his flesh slapped against her buttocks as he buried himself deep within her.

  It wasn’t enough. A tide was rising within them. They needed more. Josephine knew Valerii held himself in check. He needed to let go.

  “More, Valerii. Harder, take me harder,” she yelled.

  He growled. Josephine felt the instant his wolf took control. Her wolf rose to meet him as their bodies slammed together. Her canines lengthened, and her eyesight started to change. Valerii licked her where her shoulder and neck came together. Then he sunk his teeth deep, breaking the skin.

  She shuddered at the white-hot pain that melted into pleasure. She could feel their souls fused together. More, her body filled with pleasure, a wave that crested and then crashed over her. She came, calling her mate’s name. She was his as he was hers.

  Valerii shuddered and yelled her name. He came down over her, his body now as relaxed as hers. He licked at the blood on her neck.

  Josephine smiled as she let herself drift into sleep.

  ***

  Valerii eased from Josephine’s body. His mind was firmly linked with hers, and he felt her drifting off to sleep. He worried that he had been unduly rough with her. But there were no such thoughts in her mind. He slipped from the bed and retrieved a wet washcloth. Josephine was completely relaxed. He rolled her first to her side and then to her back. He washed the residue from her body, wincing at the blood from her maidenhead. He cleaned himself before placing the cloth back in the sink.

  He stood at the side of the bed, the lights of Paris playing over his mate’s skin as they shined through the window. It hit him how much his life had changed. The attack on the English den happened only forty-eight hours ago. He’d never expected to have a mate. He’d grown up knowing that he would serve the pack. He studied and learned all he could to that end.

  At the time no one knew that human females could successfully heartmate with a lycan. Nor did they know there were other lycan packs in the world. He befriended Brencis and his cousin Grigori, believing that they would roam the world together. When Grigori found his mate, it was almost too good to be true. Valerii ha
d been hard-pressed to believe it would ever happen to him.

  Now it had, and she was a lycan. She was a miracle, given into his care by Asena herself. Shaking his head, he felt his eyes fill. He was so grateful.

  He slipped back into bed and drew his mate into his arms. She sighed in contentment and snuggled down, her face resting on his shoulder and her hand over his heart.

  She brought such joy to his life. But, also, so many responsibilities. He had a pack to protect. Money needed to be transferred from his accounts in Siberia. He would have to sell his shares of the pack mineral rights in Siberia to Dmitry, the Siberian Alpha. His part should be worth several million euros. It would be a start.

  He needed to call Bijou and Alain tomorrow and arrange to have them moved to England. Bijou’s husband would need to be dealt with. Norris Fortescue was still out there as well. He and Josephine would need clean clothes. He’d left his bag at the café. There was so much to think about. But his mind was getting fuzzy, and soon all he could think about was the feel of the woman in his arms. His miracle, his mate.

  ***

  Josephine awoke early, the morning sun filling the room. She stared at the man in her bed. His hair lay tangled on the pillow. For a moment she envied its length. It wasn’t right that her mate should have longer hair than hers. Now that she was out of hiding, she would work on letting hers grow out. Valerii was so beautiful, so caring. She wouldn’t change a thing about him.

  Well, maybe his arrogance. But he was older and had earned that right. She was inexperienced and would need to lean on his knowledge if she was going to be an efficient Alpha female to her pack.

  The pack could wait until tonight. This time was for them.

  She leaned forward and licked the nipple near her face. She’d picked up an interesting fantasy in Valerii’s thoughts last night. There were some very explicit images in his mind, a map to driving him crazy. He seemed to have an obsession with her mouth. She’d read some interesting articles on how to satisfy that craving, and with her mind linked to his, she would know if he liked her attempt.

  Chapter Ten

  Valerii awoke, his body on fire, his fully erect shaft engulfed by the sweetest mouth he had ever seen. Josephine’s eyes twinkled with mischief as she let his engorged penis slip from her mouth with a pop. She licked her lips. Valerii felt himself swell until he thought he would burst.

  “Good morning, sunshine,” she said, before lowering her head and licking up his shaft like it was her favorite treat. “So you like this?”

  Sunshine? Like? Valerii tried to focus, but his mind was a swirling mass of desire.

  Josephine continued to nibble and tease, before finally licking the little indentation under the knob. Valerii rushed into her mind, linking them together. He fed his reaction to her, his overwhelming desire.

  “Yup, you like it,” she said, raising her head and giving him a moment to rest.

  “How is it you are such a tease? Take it back into your mouth and suck me,” Valerii ordered, his voice a growl.

  “Like this?” she asked before once more lowering her mouth down his shaft.

  Valerii groaned in pleasure as she continued to torment him. He felt as if his skin was on fire and would burst any moment. He watched as Josephine continued to suck strongly. Then, she swallowed. The feeling of her throat constricting around him drove him wild. He grabbed her face, and holding her in place, began to move his hips back and forth, pushing his shaft into the fiery depths of her mouth.

  He stared at her eyes, while his mind rested in hers. He didn’t want to frighten her. But he found only pleasure in her mind. She swallowed again, and he felt his balls draw up.

  I’m going to come, he warned her, his mind firmly entrenched in hers. The feelings of pleasure and arousal they both had magnified and expanded until there was only one mind, one body, one desire. Josephine hummed.

  The vibration sank into his skin, and he exploded, filling her mouth with his essence. She sucked down hard on him, swallowing each drop, before she finally released him and laid her head on his thigh, his hands resting in her blond curls.

  “Come up here,” Valerii demanded. His heart and mind were full of her. Her desire to please him brought a lump to his throat and warmth to his chest. He reached down and dragged her up his body, before taking her mouth in a kiss. Next he rolled her to her back as he came down on top of her. He ravished her mouth, licking and sipping from her lips. He loved the taste of her, so sweet.

  One hand cupped her mound and found her hot and wet, waiting for him to release her passion. He inserted first one finger and then a second. Josephine groaned against his mouth. He continued to kiss her, their tongues dueling. He lifted some moisture from her core and swirled it around the little bundle of nerves waiting for his touch. She shuddered. Valerii smiled as he kissed his way down to her neck. He swirled his tongue over the mark he’d left —the mark that tagged her as his.

  Josephine gasped as he continued to use his fingers to penetrate her folds, while his thumb pressed against her clit. She trembled beneath him, and he knew she was close.

  Now, Josephine. Give me your pleasure.

  Valerii pushed his fingers in deeper, then pulled them out, over and over, driving her passion higher as he fed his desire into their linked minds. He leaned up and took her ear lobe into his mouth, sucking hard. Then he bit down.

  Josephine exploded around him. She cried out as her muscles clenched and pulled at his fingers. He continued to rub her clitoris until her body finally melted beneath him. His heart filled with emotion as he looked down into her dazed eyes. She was lovely. She was his.

  ***

  “What do you mean, Alain has disappeared?” Valerii asked with a growl. “Did I not make myself clear that you were to remain hidden? No, Bijou. I will find him. Give me the address of where this girl works.”

  Josephine watched as Valerii wrote something on the pad of paper sitting next to the phone. She finished dressing in the clothes he’d ordered to be delivered and smoothed her hand down the silky new pants. He was wearing a white business shirt over khaki pants, his sleeves rolled up, revealing his muscular arms.

  “Is something wrong?” she asked. Was Alain in danger? She remembered the sweet-natured boy three years her junior.

  “Bijou’s brother left the hotel to visit his girlfriend, a human girl. He slipped out when Bijou was napping and hasn’t returned. At least, he was smart enough to leave a note.”

  “Do you think Bijou’s husband Thomas will go after them?”

  “All evidence suggests he won’t willingly let them go. I need to find Alain. I should have put them on a train first thing this morning. This is my fault.”

  “Don’t punish yourself for a boy’s foolish infatuation.”

  “I will if it gets him killed. I have the address.” Valerii headed for the door.

  “Do you think we should call the pack for help?” Josephine asked, grabbing her purse and chasing after him.

  “We? I am going after them. You will stay here, where I know you are safe.”

  “I don’t think so. This is my pack member. I’m going with you.”

  “Call Duval and Darcel,” Valerii said, walking back and handing the paper to Josephine. “Have them meet me at this address and tell them to bring Bijou and Alain’s passports. They are leaving as soon as I can get them on a train.”

  “Valerii, let me come with you,” she said, fear filling her.

  Josephine knew her tone sounded pleading. But she needed to keep him safe. Letting him go after Alain alone went against her Alpha instincts.

  Valerii put his arms around her. “I will be fine, lyubov moya. You have nothing to fear. Make the call. Let me protect the pack you put into my hands. That’s what an Alpha male does. Call your grandmother. She’ll advise you. The longer you hold me here, the longer it will take me to find Alain and return to you.”

  “Please be careful.” I can’t lose you like I lost my parents.

  Valerii ki
ssed her on the nose. “I am in your mind now. You only have to reach for me, and I am with you,” he said before turning and heading out the door.

  I love you, Josephine sent to him.

  I know.

  ***

  Valerii rushed from the hotel and got into a taxi, a smile on his face. Josephine loved him. It seemed to have happened overnight. His heart sang and he felt something new—peace, contentment. The missing piece inside his soul was filled. Josephine had given him that. He gave the driver the address and told him to hurry.

  The cab driver pulled onto a rough street. Trash sat piled up on corners and had blown into the road. Some of the buildings were boarded up, and others were in need of repair. The taxi pulled up to a building with a neon sign blinking in the window.

  Valerii got out of the taxi and paid the driver. He sniffed the air and wrinkled his nose in disgust. The smell of refuse and despair filled the air. Someone had urinated against the trashcan only a few feet away. Why would Alain have come to this place?

  The sound of raised voices coming from inside the business caught his ear. Then, he heard a woman cry out. Valerii rushed to the door and slammed it open. Alain was fighting with a huge human male, while a frightened girl cowered in the corner, her hand over her cheek. Alain landed a punch to the human’s nose, and the man crashed to the floor unconscious. Growling and furious, Alain’s hand started to shift.

  “Alain, stop. You cannot kill him.” Valerii rushed forward and grabbed the young man’s arm.

  Alain looked at Valerii, his eyes glowing with rage, his wolf close to the surface. “He hit her, but that’s not the worst thing. He planned to rape her.”

  Sobbing from the corner caught their attention. Alain’s face changed so swiftly, Valerii blinked his eyes to make sure he actually saw it. Then Alain was across the room, drawing the young girl into his arms as he kissed her temple.

  Valerii kneeled to check the human’s pulse. The man would live, for now. He peered at the young couple huddled together on the floor. He sighed when he saw the beginnings of a heartmate bond flowing from one heart to the other.