The Alpha's Heart (Wilde Creek Two) (19 page)

He froze as his wolf panted in happiness.  “Are you sure you’re ready now, sweetheart?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.  I don’t want to wait another day, even though I like your little gifts.”  She smiled and her eyes crinkled at the sides, the way they did when she was really, truly happy.

He wanted to say something meaningful, but he couldn’t think straight with her body pressed against his and his wolf howling in his head.  He stood with her in his arms and walked back towards the master bedroom.  He’d had meetings that day at his home, so she’d suggested they stay at his house that night instead of hers.  He was instantly glad for it.  To have her in his bed was one of his fantasies come to life.

He stepped inside the darkened room and carried her to the bed.  Setting her down, he clicked on the small lamp on the nightstand and cupped her face.  Kissing her gently, he ran his thumb along her jaw and said, “When I mark you tonight, it will be like we’re married, and marriage for wolves is forever.  Are you sure?”

Her hand gripped his wrist and she locked eyes with him.  “I’m sure.  I’m positive I’m ready to be your mate, to be yours forever.”

He managed to
not
rip her clothes off and fuck her within an inch of her life, by just a bare thread.  His wolf thought that was a fantastic idea.  But the human part of him knew that this time was the most important and would set the tone for the rest of their lives.

He took the necklace from her hand and laid it on the table and then he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor.  She inhaled slowly, her eyes widening as she looked him over.  And then she tilted her head again, the way she did when she was studying something.

The tattoo.

She stood slowly and peered at the wolf on his chest with her name buried in the fur.  His silent vow that she would always be in his heart.  Her fingertips ghosted over the wolf and it felt like she was stroking the beast inside him.  He would have purred if he’d had the ability.

“When did you do this?”

“A few weeks ago.  It was a way to keep you close when I was going out of my mind.”

She cupped his face and drew him down for a kiss.  He threaded his arms around her waist and slipped his hands under her top to touch her back.  “There you go again, being all sweet.”

“You’re worth it,” he promised.

She lifted her hands over her head and he took the cue and pulled her top off, letting his eyes roam over her bared flesh.  She reached behind her to unhook the lacy bra but he stopped her.  He wanted to do it.

Her hands dropped to his biceps as he slid his hands slowly up her back, feeling the silky warmth of her skin.  It wasn’t their first time, but it
felt
like it.  He wanted to take it slow and make it the best, most memorable time for them both.  He opened the catch on the bra and raised his hands up her back to her shoulders, pushing the straps down over her arms and then pulling it away from her body entirely.  His eyes wandered slowly down the column of her throat to her shoulder and the ridge of her collarbone.  Her chest rose and fell quickly with her quickened breaths as her nipples pebbled under his gaze, and the lush mounds of her breasts beckoned him.  He bent, kissing first one nipple and then the other.  She made a soft sound, a moan and groan combined, and sank her nails into his biceps.  He played his fingers across her breasts, cupping their warm weight and rubbing his thumbs around the peaks.  Inhaling the sweet fragrance of her skin, he licked and sucked her nipples in turn as she buried her fingers in his hair.

He went to his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her stomach, kissing her soft skin.  He traced her bellybutton with his tongue and tried once more to calm the wolf, which demanded he move faster.

After a long moment of simply kissing her belly, he found himself back in control and the wolf waiting, impatiently, for the moment when he could mark her.  He undid her jeans and pushed them down her legs along with her panties.  The sweet scent of her arousal surrounded him and he inhaled, leaning forward to kiss the top of her mound, where her trimmed, soft curls hid what he wanted to nuzzle and lick.

With her hands on his shoulders, she stepped free of her shoes and clothes and he gave her a gentle nudge until she sat on the bed.  Pushing her legs apart further with his hands, he settled between her knees and parted the lips of her pussy, growling at the evidence of her arousal.

He’d planned to be slow and smooth, but one look at her glistening pussy combined with the scent of her arousal had him abandoning all his plans and falling on her like a starving man at a buffet.  He licked her with one, long stroke and then he suckled her clit.  The firm little bud pulsed under his tongue as he held it between his lips and flicked it with his tongue.

Brynn moaned loudly and stretched back on the bed, her legs rubbing on his shoulders as he licked and sucked her clit.  Raising his head slightly, he watched her as he slid two fingers inside her pussy.  Her lips parted as she moaned and she struggled to keep her eyes open as they darkened with desire.  Her pussy was hot and slick and his fingers plunged deep and fast as he circled her clit with his tongue.

Her head lowered to the bed completely and her hands fisted the blanket as he fingered her pussy, rubbing her inner walls to find the place that would send her over the edge.  Playing with her clit as he searched for her hot spot, he rubbed his tongue along each side and the sensitive top of the nub, finding each place that made her pussy clench his fingers.  He would devil her spots for just a moment and then move on, not wanting to give her a light climax, but wanting to shatter her world.

Curving his fingers inside her, he stroked and played while he licked her clit.  She moaned loudly and then her moan hitched in the middle and he froze, rubbing his fingers in the same place and hearing the same hitch.

Fucking finally.

Moving his tongue in fast strokes along the side of her clit, he focused his fingers and rubbed that spot over and over.  Her moans grew louder and her legs tightened against his shoulders as he fingered her faster and closed his lips over her clit, sucking the bud into his mouth and flicking his tongue over the top.

“Ack-sel, fuck, there, fuck,” she babbled, her breath hitching and her body trembling.

He growled at the sound of his name on her lips and she screamed, crying out his name as her back bowed and she came.  Her pussy tightened around his fingers and her clit pulsed against his tongue and his wolf howled in happiness.  Easing the ministrations of his fingers in her pussy, he gentled her with soft caresses and kissed her clit, nuzzling the inside of her thigh as he slipped his fingers from her.

She sank limply into the mattress with a groan and Acksel couldn’t stop the satisfied grin that overtook his face or the happy growl that rumbled in his chest.  He’d pleasured his woman so well it looked like a bomb could go off next to her and she’d be unable to move.

He stood, shoving his jeans and shorts down his hips and kicking them away.  His movements were jerky and hurried as his wolf paced in his head.  The beast had stayed back for most of the time, but now he knew that the moment to really mark her was coming soon.

He put one knee on the bed and was surprised when she rolled to her knees suddenly and went on all fours.  He joined her, trailing his fingers up the backs of her thighs.

“Do you know how gorgeous you are?” he asked.

She looked over her shoulder, her face flushed with passion, her eyes bright.

“I love you.”  Her voice was rough.

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

He stroked his hand on her back, running his palm along her spine.  She arched like a cat under his touch.  Gritting his teeth, he nudged her pussy with his cock, bracing himself for the tight heat that would envelope him and vowing that he wouldn’t come with the first stroke, no matter how good she felt.

And then he plunged inside.

Tight.

Hot.

Mine
.

His wolf howled as he thrust deep and Brynn moaned and clenched around him.  He could have blacked out from the pleasure, it was so good.  So perfect.

Gripping her hips, he pulled out of her slowly, watching her tremble beneath him.  He pushed forward but went slow this time, savoring each ripple of her pussy around his cock.  His hands flexed on her hips as he set up a slow rhythm, wanting to both prolong the time and rush forward to completion.  He willed his climax away, fighting his body’s natural response to want to fill her with his come and mark her completely.

He rocked into her and she moved back to meet him with each thrust, her hands digging into the bedding and her little moans and groans spurring him on.  Again and again he drove himself into her, looking down to watch his cock disappear into her silky depths.  Loving the way she felt.  The sounds she made.  The perfection that was his mate.

Mate.

She was his.  He just had to claim her.

“Brynn.”  He growled her name and her pussy gripped him tighter.

She moaned his name and shoved herself back harder against him.  He felt his control slipping but wanted her to be lost to pleasure before he marked her this time.  He slid one hand to the front of her body as he fucked her and pressed on her clit with his middle finger.

“Oh,
oh
,” she moaned, lowering herself down to her elbows and wiggling under him.

“Come for me, baby.”  It was a demand and a request rolled together.

He moved faster within her and strummed her clit with the same fast tempo.  He wanted her to come.  He wanted to feel her pulse around him, to see her lost to the pleasure once more.  The pleasure that he gave her.  That
only
he could give her.

His body slapped against hers as he drove them both forward.  His gums ached as his fangs elongated in his mouth and his fingertips shifted slightly to claws.  He rubbed her clit hard and fast with the pad of his finger as he thrust into her pussy with wild abandon.

With a keening cry, Brynn wailed his name as her climax took over and he let himself go into his own pleasure.  With a sharp growl, he plunged deep and came inside her and dropped over her back, fitting his mouth over the juncture of her neck and shoulder.  His fangs slid through her flesh and he held her close as his cock emptied into her.

Her blood seeped around his fangs and coated his tongue.  He had marked her deeply.  He lifted his fangs from her flesh and sealed his lips around the wound, sucking lightly and probing the torn flesh with his tongue.  His saliva would help the wound to heal into the permanent scar that would show that she was his forever.  Lapping gently at the mark, he eased away from her and she whimpered as his cock slipped free.

Rolling to his back, he lifted her until she was cuddled on top of him, her head resting on his shoulder and her legs splayed on either side of his hips.  Tossing the cover over top of them, he gentled her by stroking his palms up and down her back.

“Love you, sweetheart,” he said in a low voice.  He reached and turned off the lamp and the room was bathed in darkness.

“Love you, too,” she answered, snuggling against him.

“You’re my mate, Brynn,” he said.  “Everything I have is yours.  Move in with me.”

She kissed his chest with a contented sigh.  “Okay.”

He chuckled and continued his stroking of her back until she fell asleep.  It didn’t seem possible, but he’d finally gotten everything he’d ever wanted in his life.  He had his mate in his bed, wearing his marks, and she was carrying his pup.

Life was very good.

Chapter 20

Brynn opened a cabinet in Acksel’s home late Saturday morning, looking for a platter.  Not that she expected him to actually have one, but she had been surprised more often than not over the last week with him, so she was willing to give it a shot.

Nothing.

After the trouble she’d had all week with the females, Acksel’s dad had suggested a party for the pack at Acksel’s house as a way to get everyone together in a less formal setting so she could get to know them.  When she and Acksel had made love on Wednesday night he had mated her completely, and she had the bite marks to prove it.  But according to pack law, she was not officially alpha female until the full moon, which was still about two weeks away.

She wanted to believe that the females were just being bitchy, but each day stupid, small, shitty things kept happening to her and it was starting to grate on her.  She didn’t want to spend the rest of her life being belittled.  Acksel told her to take control and be bitchy right back and put them in their place — whoever they might be — but before this point, she hadn’t thought it was in her nature.

Then Dade had taken the shift of driving her to work on Thursday and Friday and he made the observation that once the baby was born, if she wasn’t really, fully accepted, then the baby wouldn’t be either.  Yes, as the alphas’ child it wouldn’t be physically harmed, but it might be tormented all the same.  She’d felt her inner momma-bear come out at that thought and knew that she needed to be assertive of her position so that she could ensure that no one gave her shit — or their kids.

But the first problem had been that no one knew for certain who was being bitchy to her, and the second problem was that Brynn wasn’t sure she could just haul off and clock someone.  Even if they were being rude.

This alpha female business was more complicated than she imagined.

Closing the cabinet, she rubbed her thumb against her temple and thought about Acksel.  She had a feeling that if he thought he could get away with keeping her locked up safely forever he would do it, but that was no way for either of them to live.  He was more tense now that she’d gone back to work, and the issue with whoever was messing with her was making him agitated and that made her feel worse.  It was bad enough that someone — or several someones — were trying to drive her crazy in an attempt to make her want to abandon Acksel, but each night after work she had to listen to her protector tell him what had happened to her and see the rage shine in his eyes.