A Siberian Werewolf in Paris (11 page)

“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 had 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.

Valerii awoke, his bo
dy 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 kissed 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 h
otel 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.

The girl in Alain’s arms was young, certainly no older than fourteen or fifteen. She clung to Alain, her long brown hair hiding part of her face
, but not the part turning purple. The storeowner had indeed struck her. Even at seventeen, Alain’s protective instincts were finely honed. He would have killed the human to protect his future mate. What was Valerii going to do now? Kidnap an underage girl off the street?

Just then
, Duval and Darcel ran in the door. They looked first at the man on the floor and then over to where Alain held his mate.

“Sorry to be late, Alpha. Looks like some clean-up is in order,” Duval said,
smiling, his teeth looking dangerous.

“Can you erase memories from humans?” Valerii asked the two Betas.

“I can,” Darcel said.

“Good, erase the memories of this girl and what happened today
from the man’s mind. Is your car out front?” Valerii asked.

“Yes
. Though in this neighborhood, who knows how long?” Duval said.

Valerii shook his head. Heaven help the human foolish enough to cross Duval.
Something dangerous lay under the surface—rage that showed itself in his eyes and the way he smiled. Valerii would have to keep his eye on the Beta. Nothing was worse than a Beta who turned into a bully.

“Alain, bring your girl. We’ll wait in the car.” Valerii knew the two Betas would make sure no clues
were left behind that revealed their presence.

“Come on, Isabelle. It’s going to be all right. This is the man I was telling you about.”

***

The look on
Bijou’s face went from anger to fear. “Siberia?” she whispered.

“I’m sorry,
Bijou. Asena is never wrong. You will not be safe unless you go to the pack in Siberia,” Laurel said, taking her hand from across the table.

Valerii fetched
Bijou and brought everyone to his hotel room. Josephine sat next to Valerii on the small couch, while Alain and Isabelle sat holding hands on the floor. Bijou sat at the table with Laurel and Anton, who had showed up at his door only moments before. Asena had given her warning through Laurel that Lebrosse would find Bijou and her brother if they went to London. Duval and Darcel stood, Darcel leaning against the wall, Duval behind Bijou’s chair.

“The plane is already on its way here from London. Some of our pack members from Siberia were needed to help in England. It will pick you up within the hour,” Anton said.

“I feel as if I am being banished from my home.” Bijou’s eyes filled with tears.

“I am sorry,
malyshka.
But you must trust me. You have your brother and Isabelle. You are not alone. The pack in Siberia will welcome you with open arms,” Valerii said, his heart aching for the young woman. She had gone through so much.

“I will go with you,
Bijou.” Duval put his hands gently on her shoulder.

Darcel
gasped and took a step forward. The look his brother shot his way stopped him in his tracks.

“I can’t ask this of you, Duval. You would be giving up your family, your position in the pack,”
Bijou said, covering her face with her hands.

“I will see
that you are safe,” Duval said, as if the matter was closed.

Valerii watched the interaction with interest. He felt the violence Duval tried to keep hidden. He peered at the couple
using his inner sight, rage slamming into him so hard that Josephine winced and glanced at him in concern. A thin yellow ribbon of light connected the couple.

What is it?
Josephine sent into his mind.

Look at them. She is his mate.
The bond is just a sliver, but it is there. No wonder he is so angry, to know that your mate has been given to another, and by your own uncle. It is a wonder they have held onto their sanity.

“
Duval will go with you, Bijou,” Valerii said. “I release you, Duval, from your vow to me and to this pack. You are welcome to return here when your safety is ensured, if you wish. The Siberian Alpha is a good man, as is his Beta. Don’t be afraid to put your trust in them.”

You know
, she is mine...
Duval’s voice floated into Valerii’s head.

Yes, go with my blessings. Your mate is fragile
; you will need patience.

We are survivors, Alpha.

“Duval, you will need to gather your things,” Darcel said, his voice coming out choked with emotion. The two brothers looked at each other, their faces mirror images.

“Everything I need is here, brother. Send me the rest, later.” Duval looked at his twin, his eyes sad.

“We must go if we plan to meet the plane on time,” Valerii said, rising. “I will arrange with the hotel for transport.”

Laurel hugged
Bijou, then Duval. Power shifted in the air. Valerii felt healing energy flowing into the couple. Asena’s handmaiden was helping them deal with their trauma. It was a start. The rest they would have to do on their own.