Defying Pack Law (18 page)

He broke the embrace, his breathing ragged and
his erection firm against her bottom. “I don’t want to be used as a
way of getting back at Nathan,” he warned.

Dana stroked his cheeks and smiled at him. “Oh,
don’t worry. I have many uses for you, and I’m afraid they all have
to do with pleasuring me. This is probably going to sound corny,
but I think I’m falling in love with you.”

Apparently that was all the answer he needed.
His arms crushed her tight to him as his lips found hers in a
torrid kiss that stole her breath.

They fell back on the bed, his heavier weight
atop her body. She loved it and could have kissed him all night,
but her body clamored for more. John, as if sensing this, slid his
lips away from her mouth, down to the column of her throat. He
kissed her pulse, and her breathing hitched. He shifted his body to
the side, and she opened her eyes.

“
Are you sure?” he asked. “Once we
start, I don’t know if I’ll have the willpower to stop.”

“
Make me yours, John.” She grasped
the edge of the dress she’d worn to dinner and pulled it
up.

With her head caught in the fabric, he took
advantage and rubbed his face on the soft skin of her belly. She
untangled herself and saw him staring with smoldering eyes at her
underwear.

“
Please tell me that isn’t a thong,”
he said, his voice husky. She rolled over, and he groaned. “Damn. I
am so glad I didn’t know that at dinner, or I would never have
managed to eat—well, food anyways,” he ended with a
tease.

His breath brushed the skin of her buttocks as
he placed a kiss on each cheek. Dana trembled, and the thin fabric,
stretched taut across her cleft, moistened.

“
You smell so good,” he murmured,
his face pressing against the crease of her thighs where they met
her ass. She parted her legs, and he fanned his warm breath over
her sex. The wet tip of his tongue traced the material that barely
covered her mound, an erotic touch that brought forth a moan. The
sound emboldened him, or so it seemed, because he grasped the
string with his teeth and, with a growl, snapped it. Dana held her
breath as she waited for his next move, a long, wet lick across the
length of her slit.

“
Oh.” Again, he laved her, probing
between her lips, thrusting his tongue into her pussy. Dana
clutched at the sheets on his bed, her body afire.

He pulled back, his breathing ragged. “Roll
over,” he demanded, softened with a, “please.”

She did as he asked. His head returned to its
spot between her thighs, and he licked her before circling his
tongue around her clit. He used his lips to hold and suck on her
sensitive flesh, and she bucked involuntarily. He placed his hands
on her stomach and held her down, pinned her as he tortured her
clit with his mouth. She moaned, and her head arched back as he
drew her desire taut. Then stopped.

She opened her eyes, prepared to beg him to
continue, and was caught by his burning gaze, and the fact he still
wore clothes.

She went to her knees and tugged at his shirt.
He stripped it off, exposing his lean, hard body. She stroked her
hand down his lightly furred chest, until she reached the barrier
of his pants. He aided her in unsnapping them. Then he left the bed
to stand for a moment to pull them off. Clothing shed, she could
clearly see his erect cock, which curved slightly at the end and
jutted proudly from his loins.

John returned to kneel on the bed before her.
She reached out a hand and ran it down his hard belly to his rod,
but he caught her hand before she could grasp him.

“
Save that for later. I don’t think
I can handle that right now.”

Dana smiled at him, pleased at his lack of
control. The calm doctor kneeling in front of her already looked
wild, and they’d only just begun. “So does that mean I’m not
allowed to give you my first-ever BJ?” Something she’d read about,
but never actually experienced. A fact she’d rectify very
soon.

He growled at her and clasped her body to his,
the skin-to-skin contact scorching. More moist heat pooled in her
cleft, and she moaned at the feel of his hard cock pressing against
her belly. His lips latched onto hers, and she opened her mouth to
him, allowing their tongues to clash in a wet duel.

Her nipples pebbled against his chest, and as
if sensing their presence, their burgeoning desire, John leaned her
back so that he could bend and take one into his mouth.

Dana moaned as his tongue swirled around the
tip. Her pelvis bucked forward trying to get closer to
him.

John growled, and she opened eyelids heavy with
desire to see his eyes glowing, his expression intent—and fucking
gorgeous.

“
God, Dana. I wanted to take things
slow, but you’re making me lose control.”

“
Good. I don’t want to wait any
longer. Make love to me, John.” She didn’t think she’d survive if
he didn’t sink into her and do something about the fire that raged
in her body. Her wolf was also an impatient presence in her mind,
pacing and whining, the urge to bite him, mark him growing stronger
by the second.

He drew her forward for a kiss, a deep and
passionate one that she returned just as fiercely. His hands
clasped her about the waist, and he pulled her forward until she
straddled his lap, his cock sitting hotly under her
cleft.

She rubbed herself against his length, covering
him in her cream. He caught her hint. The head of his prick probed
the entrance to her sex. Natural instinct guided her. She tilted
her hips to ease his angle of entry. He slid in slowly, drawing out
the pleasure, but Dana was impatient. She thrust down onto him,
seating him fully inside.

She threw her head back and let out a gasp at
the sensation. He filled her snugly, his cock buried to the hilt
and butting deliciously up inside her. His fingers dug into her
hips as her pussy squeezed around him, sending a quivering
sensation through her.

“
Oh,” she exclaimed at the bliss
that shot through her. She rocked against him, and again her
channel quivered.

“
Jesus, Dana,” he groaned. With his
hands gripping her tight, he bounced her on his cock, sheathing and
retreating his hard length in a way that made Dana’s breathing come
faster and faster. Her nails dug into his shoulders as the pleasure
coiled inside her.

A scream built in her throat as he
held her on the edge of glory. She opened her eyes and beheld
perfection. The cords in John’s neck stood out, and his eyes blazed
with passion as he claimed her body carnally. But she wanted more
than just sex from him.
I want him, body,
wolf, and soul.
She leaned forward and
kissed the taut skin of his pecs, just above his heart. His heart
beat in a mad cadence that resonated inside her. She opened her
mouth wide on the wet spot she’d created, and her wolf bounded
forward eagerly in her mind. Her incisors lengthened, and she bit
him.

John roared and bucked, his hips bolting
straight up as his hands on her hips pushed down. Dana didn’t let
go of him until she’d tasted and swallowed a mouthful of his
coppery blood. In the distance, she heard howling, but she blocked
her mind to it. Tonight was for the man who’d given her what she
needed.

She’d no sooner loosened her latch than he laid
her back in one fluid motion so that he rested between her thighs,
his body thrusting into her furiously.

“
Mine,” he growled. Then he
reciprocated and sank his own teeth into the soft flesh of her
breast.

Dana screamed as the bond between them came
full circle. Blood to blood. Soul to soul. The euphoria of it
triggered an orgasm so intense that she screamed again, bucking
wildly under John, who, with a bellow of his own, shot his seed
deep inside her.

They clung to each other tightly with ragged
breaths as the bliss wrung them dry. When their heart rates began
to slow and their bodies relaxed from their blissful tension, John
kissed her gently. “I love you, Dana. From this day forth and
forever more, no matter our paths, no matter our destiny, I am by
your side. You no longer walk alone.”

Dana opened eyes brimming with tears. The
beauty of his words and, even more astonishing, the sincerity stole
her voice. She hugged him to her tightly and hoped he understood
how much she appreciated his gift.

Then in case he didn’t understand the mental
vibes she threw his way, she showed him in a carnal way that left
no doubt as to what she thought.

C
hapter Fourteen

Dana slept spooned with
John—
my mate
—after
making love a second time. Held in his protective embrace, the hum
of their bond almost visible, she discovered inner peace. Even
better, she’d lost her anger and hurt over Nathan’s actions of the
past. After talking with John, she could more clearly understand
why he’d done it, and she regretted her jealous reaction of the
previous day.

Now here’s to hoping he’s not too
pissed about me marking John first.
Even if
he was, she’d practice patience. They’d both hurt each other, and
the time had arrived for it to stop. She loved Nathan, and he loved
her. The past needed to be pushed aside in favor of the future, a
bright future with her back in the heart of a pack and surrounded
by love—both the mental and physical kind.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t realize John
had woken until a firm poke against her backside announced his
ready state. She wiggled against it.

“
Minx,” he growled in her ear,
tugging the lobe with his teeth.

“
Admit it, you love it.”

John chuckled. “Yes, I do, and I love you. But,
much as I’d like to pleasure my new mate this morning, I think that
might be pushing it a bit far given the unresolved situation
waiting for us.”

Dana sighed. “He’s going to be hurt. I
know.”

“
What are you planning to
do?”

“
Talk to him first and apologize for
freaking out. Then, if we can put our differences behind us, I was
thinking of marking him next. Are you all right with that?” she
asked, craning to peer back at John.

His gentle brown eyes met hers. “I’m not
jealous or afraid if that’s what you’re asking. Mark Nathan and
Kody when you feel the time is right. I won’t put up a fuss. I was
always taught to share well with others.”

Dana gasped at his comment and jabbed him with
an elbow. “Now you sound like Kody,” she chided.

John chuckled. “No, Kody would have said I
can’t wait until I share you with the others—naked.”

“
Mmm. Sounds like a plan,” she
purred.

“
W-What?” John stuttered. “Are you
screwing with me?”

“
Not yet, but I plan to later, and
maybe we won’t be alone.”

Dana wiggled out of his grasp and dashed to the
bathroom, laughter bubbling forth at John’s pained,

“
Dana!”

When she returned after peeing and brushing her
teeth, she found him, unfortunately, dressed.

His eyes glowed as he took in her naked body,
and he hugged her to him. She clung to him, wishing they could stay
hidden for a while longer, basking in their bond. But, she refused
to take the easy way out.

“
I guess it’s time to face the
music,” she said, nervous at the prospect of facing the others,
most especially Nathan.

“
You know what? Let me go scope the
situation with Nathan out first and make sure he has removed his
foot from his mouth.”

Dana knew it was cowardly of her to
let John den the possibly rabid wolf, but she didn’t want to
shatter the fragile happiness she’d found.
I’ve got a mate now to help me shoulder things. I no longer
have to face everything alone.

“
Everything will work out,” John
said before kissing her softly and left.

I wish I shared his
optimism.
Dana wouldn’t hold her breath,
though. What she’d done, fantastic as it had been, would hurt
Nathan. And while she loved him, and intended to mark him in due
course, what had happened couldn’t be changed, nor did she regret
it.

Dana had no toiletries or clothing in John’s
room, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t face the day clean. She
returned to the bathroom. She turned the shower on hot and stepped
under its soothing spray. Given her frantic lovemaking with John
the previous night, she’d expected to be sore, but instead energy
imbued her and made her smile. She even sang as she
bathed.

Her skin scrubbed pink and clean, she stepped
from the steamy cubicle and grabbed a towel. She wiped her body
down and then wrapped it around herself before stepping back out
into the bedroom. And stopped dead.

Nathan lounged on John’s bed, his hands laced
under his head. She could smell the stench of alcohol from where
she stood. She also couldn’t miss the menacing glow in his eyes.
Nathan’s wolf sat very close to the surface, and with the alcohol
lowering the barrier between man and beast, she should tread
carefully.

“
Morning, Nathan,” she said
cautiously.