The Chosen Series Box Set: Books 1 - 3

by Charlene Hartnady

  “You were about to give me advice.”

  “Ah, yes … I’ll make this quick because my family needs me. Don’t fuck this up by being overly possessive and jealous. I can see you have the tendencies. I think that we shifters tend to instinctively be over-protective.” He smiled. “I have had some interaction with the human healer and can tell that she would not like an overbearing, jealous male. You will need to take things slow with her.”

  “She wants to rut and has told me so herself. I do not need to take it slow.”

  Ward threw him a look that told him he was clueless. “Just because a female lets you rut her doesn’t mean she has deep feelings for you. Take it slow when it comes to the mating side of things. Don’t rut her and then expect her to pack her things and join you here. It doesn’t work that way.”

  “I see.” He hoped Ward was wrong. “What you are saying is that I will need to spend time with her, convince her that we are meant to be together.”

  Ward nodded. “Yes, but also give her space. Take it slow. You will scare her away otherwise.”

  “Thank you. I will think on it.”

  Ward’s eyes darkened. “Don’t let me down. I’ll give you your off days as soon as your name comes up.”

  “I am working double shifts.” In just a few short days he’d have his female.

  “I noticed. You’ll get a couple of days to spend with the human.” The sound of a crying baby had Ward taking a step towards his front door. “I need to go.”

  “You have your hands full.”

  “Yeah, but I’m loving it.” Ward smiled, his Alpha actually looked goofy for a few seconds. “You get back to work.”

  Rushe nodded, and his mind went back to the delectable female who would very soon be his. A few days were not so long a time to wait.

  Chapter 5

  Becky was bored to freaking tears. She’d already read the romance novel that she’d brought along with her … twice. There was no cellphone signal, no television. Wolves, it seemed, were not the type to party … at all. They went to bed early and woke up before sparrow’s fart in the morning, well before the sun rose. She was the opposite; she only saw her first patient at nine and finished at six, sometimes later.

  A night owl, she enjoyed staying up late watching reruns of her favorite movies or going out with friends. It wasn’t the same without Tanya though. Her best friend was married … mated … whatever … to two vampire kings and expecting their first baby. Things had changed in a big way. Not only did she hardly ever get to see Tanya anymore, but their party days were definitely over. She sighed, it was moments like this that she felt it might be better to revisit her plan. Instead of playing the field, maybe she should look for that special someone who rocked her world.

  Wait just a freaking minute. Although she’d planned to play the field, she’d only been with one person since her divorce and had promptly fallen in love with the asshole. The problem was that she didn’t seem to stay in love, and just like the issue she had with her ex-husband, the guy had been distraught.

  With a divorce and a failed relationship behind her, she really needed to stick with the plan and have some fun. Not just talk or fantasize about it, but actually take action and do it. Otherwise she’d regret it later for sure.

  Her mind immediately wandered to the big, beautiful shifter outside her door. God, she was so tempted to put on a negligée and seduce the sperm right out of him. All those dreamy muscles. She’d never seen biceps that big or shoulders that wide. More than once she’d noticed a humongous bulge in his pants. The wolf was freaking stacked and she wanted a taste. Her mouth actually watered. Becky had to clench her thighs together because of the twinge of longing that zapped through her pussy at the thought of Rushe.

  Yummy!

  Hubba freaking hubba!

  Her choices were simple, she could seduce the male or take care of things herself but one thing was for sure, she was getting off tonight. Despite what she’d implied earlier to Steph and Patricia, she hadn’t used her Black Magic Double Stimulator once since coming here. Rushe had made it clear that there would be no sex until his name came up on that damned list, which left her with only one option. It was just her and her vibrator tonight.

  Becky sighed, making her way to the bathroom. After a hot shower, she chose a black, silk nighty. It had thin straps. The V at her breasts accentuated her cleavage. It made her feel ultra-sexy and she loved the feel of the cool, smooth silk on her skin.

  She donned the nighty, which fell mid-thigh, sighing at how it would be wasted on just her. She got the feeling that Rushe would enjoy seeing her in it.

  Becky was so glad he wasn’t expecting to mate her. They could have lots of hot, sweaty sex and she didn’t have to worry about him becoming attached to her. He was really sweet and there was an innocence about him too, not enough to stop him from talking dirty to her. Yet, he definitely had an innocence that attracted her to him all the more. He could be so utterly sweet and yet she knew a warrior lurked just beneath the surface. The way he had punched that other wolf had floored her. Raw energy radiated off of him. Muscles bunched and ready, he’d been so imposing, so animal, so delicious.

  Becky hadn’t lied when she’d said that she’d instantly felt moisture pool between her legs. Just thinking about it now had her pussy turning slick and ready. It had really been too freaking long. She was going to use Black Magic tonight, and she would hopefully be seeing Rushe very soon for the real thing. She would not become attached to him in any way and would finally have a bit of naughty fun.

  Becky pulled her suitcase out from under the bed, taking Magic out of his velvet bag. It wouldn’t take her very long to come, that was for sure. With very naughty thoughts of the big, bad wolf just outside her door, she might have to use her vibrator more than once tonight.

  Her womb clenched at the thought. Magic had never let her down. Becky positioned herself on the bed, suddenly feeling the fabric of her nighty abrade her nipples as she pulled the material up around her hips. She opened her legs, feeling the warm air hit her wet pussy. She shivered, flicking the switch of her vibrator to on. Magic buzzed to life. She pictured Rushe positioning himself between her legs, all that muscled perfection. His dick would be big and jutting from between lean hips. Becky pictured the wolf thrusting into her as she pushed Magic inside herself. Oh god, the vibrator hit all her nerves including her clit considering it had a second smaller head designed for that function. She bit down on her lip to stop herself from crying out and concentrated on enjoying the sensations.

  Resisting the temptation to go faster, she thrust the vibrator in and out of herself throwing her head back onto the pillows. Closing her eyes, she pictured the big wolf on top of her. Imagined his weight and the noises he would make as he slid in and out of her.

  She whimpered as she pictured his face, flushed with desire. His full, kissable lips as they dropped to her throat. His hard, thick cock as it pushed in and out of her. She sobbed, feeling her body begin to tighten in anticipation of her—

  A loud bang.

  Becky lifted her head and there stood the object of her fascination. His body took up the entire doorframe. His muscles were bunched, his fists clenched. His face a mask of first rage and then … desire as his eyes hooded and his mouth pulled into a tight white line. He made a rumbling noise as his eyes tracked her body. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply several times. He flashed wicked looking teeth, reminding her of a vicious animal, but she didn’t feel in the least bit scared. He growled low and deep.

  The rumbling sound had her heart racing, almost sending her to orgasm, although she no longer moved her hand. Black Magic was still buried deep inside her. Her whole body screamed for release.

  Fuck it!

  Becky smiled at Rushe, who took a small step back. At least she hoped it was a smile. She was so turned on that she could barely breathe. One quick pull, and her vibrator slid out of her opening. She felt wetness seep as her pussy mourned the feeling of fullness. She
arched her back, knowing that the action would thrust her chest out. “Care to finish me off?” Her voice was husky and a little shaky with her need.

  Rushe’s stunning blue eyes bugged right out of his skull as they zoned in on her slit. He took another step back. To her disappointment, he shook his head, swallowing hard and reached for the door knob.

  He was freaking leaving. Leaving? No freaking way. Becky narrowed her eyes. Whatever. She was having this orgasm with or without him. The high buzzing muffled as she shoved the vibrator back into her pussy. She moaned loudly as her nerve-endings sprung back to life. His fist tightened on the door as she moved her hand faster, chasing her release and hoping that he would at least hear her as she came. Fuck being quiet. She would make sure he got a taste of what he was missing and if that made her a bitch, so be it.

  Rushe snarled, freezing her movements. The sound had goose-bumps forming on her arms. It had her sucking in a ragged breath. He slammed the door closed.

  It took her a few moments to register that he was still in the room. On this side of the door. He snarled a second time as he strode towards her.

  Becky pulled the vibrator out of her very slick, very ready opening as Rushe tore his tank top of off his body.

  Tore it off.

  As in the fabric ripped. She’d never seen anything more sexy. His big chest heaved. His jaw was tight. His eight-pack … an eight-freaking-pack … she just might hyperventilate before she got to feel him inside her.

  The beautiful wolf unsnapped his jeans as he reached the bed and pulled them off his legs so quickly that her eyes could barely register the graceful movements.

  Holy freaking hell.

  His dick was even bigger than she had imagined. Not just in length but in girth as well. She made a squeaking noise.

  “Do not be afraid. Our dicks are much bigger than human males’ but I will fit inside you.”

  It was her turn to swallow thickly. “I’m sure you will,” she croaked.

  The bed bowed deeply as he moved in between her legs, his eyes moving from her breasts to her pussy and back again. He had yet to touch her.

  Rushe’s gaze dropped to her hand where she still clutched her vibrator. He made a soft growl while taking Black Magic from between her fingers. He scrutinized the device for a second or two before closing his eyes. His nostrils flared several times as he inhaled deeply, seeming to actually like the smell of her. Her pussy clenched as his tongue darted out, taking a long lick at her juices that still coated the vibrator.

  “Mmmmmm …” A deep rumble. Rushe closed his eyes, seeming to savor her taste. Fuck if it wasn’t the most intoxicating thing that she had ever seen. Even if it was a little creepy. Must be a non-human thing. When his eyes opened, they were glowing bright blue. His chest heaved. His dick looked like it was actually throbbing.

  Rushe tossed the vibrator to the far end of the king-size bed, focusing his attention back on her. His eyes moved over her body and he made a whining noise as he moved nearer, though still not actually touching her.

  “I’m …” His voice was thick. “It’s just that you’re …”

  He looked a little panicked and realization dawned. “You haven’t had a woman in a while have you?”

  His gaze moved back to hers and he shook his head. “Maybe if I come first.” He palmed his dick. “Ease the pressure a little.” Another smooth glide of his hand along his shaft. It was so damned sexy watching the big wolf touch himself like that.

  “You poor baby.” A thought occurred. “Wait just a second …” His hand tightened over his dick, but he stopped moving. “If you get yourself off, then you won’t be able to fuck me.”

  The wolf threw her a feral grin that had her biting down on her lip. “I am not a human. I can fuck you all night and still be hard in the morning.”

  “I love it when you talk dirty.”

  Rushe started moving his hand in fast, even strokes. His face became taut, he clenched his teeth. “Just let me look at your perfect pussy and I’ll come in no time.” His eyes fixed between her legs and he curled his lip, exposing a canine. “So fucking pink, so wet.” His nostrils flared and his hand moved faster.

  “Slow down, tiger,” Becky purred.

  “Wolf.”

  “Wolfie.” She sat up, closing her legs and rising to her knees. The pretty, silk nightgown fell into place covering her from his view.

  Rushe growled, having to work hard to keep himself from ripping the material from her body. He really shouldn’t be here. Ward trusted him. Taking his hand off his cock, he knew that he should leave right now before it was too late. Before—

  “Let me take care of that for you.” Becky licked her full, raspberry lips, she crouched down giving him the perfect view of her deep cleavage.

  “Fuck!” he snarled as her hot mouth closed over his dick. She pushed his hands away, which he clenched at his sides, wanting so badly to fist her hair. His eyes rolled back in his skull as she took him deeper, sucking ever so softly. The human made a sound of utter contentment which vibrated through his entire shaft. Her little hands closed on his balls, kneading him gently as she began to suck on his dick in earnest. He looked down at her mouth as it moved back and forth on his shaft. Her hands continued to work him. His balls pulled tight.

  Her breasts swayed backwards and forwards. Greedy little noises sounded between the sucking, licking sounds. His breathing was ragged, his whole body tight. Rushe put out his hand and palmed one of her full globes. He growled softly. A thin layer of silky fabric was all that was between his hand and her soft skin. Her nipple hardened beneath his touch. Having to use every ounce of self-control, he raked a thumb over the nub just as he had read in his books. The female whimpered, the sound muffled by his dick in her soft, silky mouth. She squeezed his balls lightly and took him deep into her mouth. Her glistening lips wide around his girth.

  “I’m going to—” He had to try to warn her. It was the polite thing to do according to the magazines. “You need to stop female, I’m coming now …”

  Giving her breast a final squeeze, enjoying the soft flesh beneath his fingers, he released her and clenched his hands at his sides All he wanted was to pull her closer. His hips rocked slightly, he couldn’t stop himself from moving them. The sensations that coursed through his body were just too much.

  “Female—” he bit out, unable to stop the build. Instead of moving away, she used one of her hands to cup his balls and the other to work the base of his shaft while she continued to suckle on his tip.

  For the second time, his eyes rolled back into his skull as the first waves of pleasure hit. He groaned, gritting his teeth as he started to come. Spurt after spurt, Becky’s mouth stayed on him, her hands kept working him. He groaned louder as he started to swell.

  Becky made a sound of surprise and he opened his eyes, looking down at her. Instead of releasing him as he expected, she used her little tongue to lick and lap at his tip. She looked up at him from under her lashes, a hint of a smile on her slightly swollen lips. When she licked along his rim, a pained noise was torn from him.

  “Feeling a bit better?” She spoke around his dick. Her hot breath fanned against his sensitive skin.

  He shook his head. “No.”

  “You are still rock-freaking-hard.” Her voice was filled with awe. “At least you are back to being normal size.” She gave a strangled laugh. “If the size of a cucumber on steroids is normal that is.”

  “I will fuck you now,” Rushe warned. “You need to take off your night clothes before I destroy them.”

  She shook her head. “No glove, no love honey.”

  Feeling his brow crease. He had read the saying somewhere before but couldn’t remember what it meant. Rushe looked down at her small hand. “Why would you need a glove?”

  Becky giggled. “Not me, you silly!”

  “Why would I need a glove? I wish to feel your soft skin beneath my fingers.”

  She giggled harder. “A condom. You need to wear a condom. The
whole glove thing is a human saying that means you need to wear protection.”

  Rushe grinned, nodding. “Oh, I understand. You are worried about human diseases?”

  “HIV and STDs are nothing to snort at.” She threw him the cutest frown.

  “You have nothing to fear. I don’t have any human illnesses and I can’t catch anything from you, so we are good.”

  Her frown deepened. “Wait a second buddy. I also don’t want any kids.”

  He grinned even wider. “You are not in heat, so don’t worry.”

  Up came a finger, which she wagged at him. “I’ll have none of that bullshit. There is no way you could possibly know whether or not I am ovulating.”

  Rushe touched his nose. “I assure you that I can. It is easy to scent a female in heat. Humans most especially have the most delicious scent. I would know if you were in heat. We can even scent when a female is due to go in heat by several days.”

  “Are you sure?” She looked sceptical.

  “Yes, very. Please take off the nightgown. I wish to rut you now.” He let his eyes drift down her tantalizing body and back up again.

  His female had her bottom lip between her teeth and her eyes hooded to the point where her lashes fused. She nodded, pulling the garment over her head.

  “Fuck,” he choked out. Her full breasts were tipped with the most succulent looking swollen nipples that he had ever seen. They were pink, like delicate rose petals. Her waist was narrow. Her belly was rounded, as were her hips and lush thighs. Everything about her was utter perfection.

  “I will have you now,” he groaned

  She moved in close, so that her nipples brushed against his chest. They were both on their knees. She threaded her hands around his neck and craned her neck. He felt a moment of panic as he realized that the female wanted him to kiss her. He had no idea how to go about it. If he tried, he knew he would give away his inexperience.

  “Turn around please, female. I want you on all fours.”