Trapped With the Alpha (Balfour Shifters Book 1) (11 page)

Continuing to stand there and stare at him, I’m silently daring him to try to speak to me again. It takes only seconds before he does exactly as I hoped and opens up his big ass mouth.

“All right, Izzy, let’s do this your way then,” he grunts, standing up from the bed. “You want to be mad, be mad, but do it later. Right now, I want to know what’s going on. We need to figure out what happened to you before it happens again.”

“What happened to me?” I snap, even though his words send a chill down my spine. My anger starts to fade away as fear fills me. “I’ve been here the entire time, Brody. I’ve stood right in front of you, nose to nose, and screamed your name for hours on end. I don’t have a clue as to why you couldn’t see me, or why you apparently forgot I existed. I wish I knew.”

He begins to stalk toward me, the predator in him is recognizable in every step he takes, but I refuse to back down. Knowing my mate, I realize he’s about to make his move. I feel my guard start to crumble and say, “You forgot me.”

“You say forgot as if I somehow did this on purpose, Isabel. Do you think I have the power to wipe you out of my mind? Let me make something clear to you right now, sweetheart. If I were able to make people forget things, I would be wiping your pretty little brain right now. That way, we could get over this garbage, and I could finally get my first taste of happiness in years.”

Before I have a chance to respond, he starts talking again. “Hell, Izzy. We’ve been apart for eight-hundred years. I don’t want to fight with you.”

“I don’t want to fight with you, either,” I admit, wanting nothing more than to feel his arms around me.

“I may not have remembered you, but my life hasn’t been picture perfect, either. If you were really here watching me, as you say, then you should know this. I have been stuck in purgatory, too. My life was nothing without you. Whether I consciously knew I was missing you or not, I still suffered.”

As I look at him, memories of the man I love fading away and becoming the monster he now is fill my mind. Tears well in my eyes as I say, “I know.”

“I may not have gone through what you went through, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have my own pain to deal with here.” The last words leave his mouth as a giant sigh leaves his lungs.

My body begins to shake as I struggle to keep the tears at bay. I’m determined not to back down on this. As much as my heart wants to forgive him, my brain just will not allow that. Eight-hundred years is way too long to forgive everything he has done in the blink of an eye.

Straightening my shoulders, I force out another sarcastic response. “Well, that’s just too bad, Brody. I have shit I want to say, and you’re just going to have to suck it up and listen. I am a long way from done, so you may as well just sit your ass down and get comfortable.”

Shaking his head, he must decide that there is no way I’m backing down, and gives in to me, taking a seat on what was once his bed. “All right Pixie,” he says on a sigh. “I’m listening. Let me have it.”

Oh, hell, is he ever going to regret giving me that green light…

Brody

IT’S BEEN
hours and yet she continues to yell at me. About an hour in, the tears start, her words now coming out between sobs, and tears stream down her gorgeous face. Each tear rips at my heart, reminding me of all the things I’ve done over the years, all the disgusting sins I have committed. My wolf is going crazy, needing to comfort our mate. Feeling her pain, he forces out an ear-piercing howl. 

I’ve said all I can think of to explain my actions to her, but nothing can take away everything I have done. I get it. If I’d had to watch her fuck men left and right for the past eight-hundred years, I would be killing someone right about now. Nothing can make up for the fact she’s been living in hell for so long. Still, that being said, I can’t wait one more minute to have her.

“I’ve had enough of this,” I growl out as I grab her hand and all but drag her toward the door. 

“I’m not going out there with you,” she shouts, planting her feet firmly on the ground and trying to pull her hand from mine. I’m basically dragging her ass across the wood floor before she finally ends up giving in, realizing she has no way to overpower me. “I’m too pissed to even talk to you anymore right now, never mind go somewhere with you.”

“Get over it,” I growl out, not missing a step. I know she’s angry; she has every right to be. Still, I’m not putting up with her shit anymore. Enough is e-fucking-nough.

Luckily, we pass no one as we head through the lodge, which is a good thing. She’s still wearing nothing but my shirt, her gorgeous bare legs on display. If I had to fight off the stares of my brothers, I’m fairly certain it would end in blood shed. I’ve never been willing to share my Pixie before, but after eight-hundred years apart, I don’t want anyone else even glancing her way until I have been able to reclaim her.

I pull her straight out the door and head toward the forest. There’s a little brook not far from the lodge but far enough away for us to have some privacy. Taking her among the trees is the only thing going on in my mind right now, and I don’t need any of the others to be able to hear the screams that are sure to come from her mouth as I ravage her.

Izzy jerks at my hand, trying to force me to stop, still attempting to dig her feet into the ground, even though she knows damn well she isn’t strong enough to break my grip. “Where are you taking me?” she pants out, causing me to realize that in my haste to get her alone, I am walking way too fast for her short little legs to be able to keep up.

Turning back to glare at her over my shoulder, I say, “I’m going to fuck that nasty little attitude right out of you. Maybe after a good hard fucking you’ll shut up long enough to listen to me and finally give me a chance to try to fix this mess.”

Letting go of her hand, I reach down and grab her around the thighs. Tossing her in the air, she lands over my shoulder, the air whooshing out of her as she flips upside down and grasps onto the sides of my t-shirt. 

 “Seriously, Brody, put me down, you barbaric asshole,” she huffs, pounding against my back. 

“I love all the new words you’ve picked up.” I nod with a smile, even though she can’t see my face. “It’ll come in handy while I’m deep inside you.”

“You always thought sex could make me forgive you,” she says, still pounding away.

“I remember it always seemed to work, so there’s no way in hell I’m putting you down until my mission is complete.”

“It’s not going to work this time. It will just piss me off more.” She tries to push herself up my back, digging her nails into my skin as she does.

Ignoring her attempts at freedom, I head further into the trees. “At least I’ll get some of that perfect pussy I’ve been dreaming about before I have to listen to your mouth again,” I say as I slap her ass, a chuckle leaving my mouth.

She says something, but it’s muffled by the sound of my footsteps running through the trees. “Just be quiet. I’ll give you what you need in just a minute, Pixie. You have my word.”

Izzy lets out a growl that would rival my wolf, and I throw back my head with laughter. My woman is in my arms. Pissed at me or not, I’m a happy man. How the hell I have lived the past eight centuries without realizing it was her who was missing from my life is beyond me. Finally having her back in my arms leaves me desperate to try to make up for lost time.

When I finally find the spot that is perfect for what I have planned, I let her body slide down mine. Not giving her a chance to fight me, I tear the shirt from her body. “You look beautiful in my shirt, but you’re gorgeous out of it.”

She stares at me for a moment, her breath coming in pants. “Fine, if you want me, take me. I’m still going to scream at you once we’re done. After this, you can bet your ass you will have an even bigger battle on your hands, so best make it worth your while.”

Damn right, I’m going to make this worth it. If my memory of being inside her delicious body is anywhere near as potent as I recall, this will be more than worth it. I can also guarantee that there will be tons of screaming. She can yell until her throat aches, for all I care, because I know it will be due to the ecstasy my body will be delivering to her.

  She’s the only woman who has ever stood up to me. My Pixie is full of fire, and I love it. “Just hold on to that venom until I’ve made you come.”

Slamming her against a tree, I bring my mouth down on hers. Nothing has ever felt so good, tasted so good. “I’ve always loved your taste,” I whisper before I continue to lick deep inside her mouth, showing her exactly what I want to do to the rest of her sexy little body.

“Oh Brody, me too,” she moans, deepening the kiss. Attempting to suppress my laughter, I think to myself that it was easier than I thought it would be to get her to cave to my will.

Her tongue plays against mine before pulling back to run over my teeth. She’s always loved my teeth, so I give her what she wants. Letting them drop down, the sight pulls an excited mewl from deep in her throat. 

Knowing what will drive her wild, I nip her bottom lip, sinking my teeth in just enough to draw blood. As gasp escapes her, a shudder works its way throughout her body. Sucking at her lip, I taste the coppery sweetness of her blood. As soon as her blood hits my tongue, my inner beast goes wild. He wants our mate right now. 

Pulling away from her mouth, I bend down just enough to lavish her breast. Her nipple comes to a hard peak as she squirms against me, rubbing her soaking pussy against my leg. “Are you already ready for me, my love?”

“I’m always ready for you, Brody. I’ve been ready for you for years,” she says with a sigh, completely forgetting her anger.

Nearly losing control to my other half, I pull her from the tree and toss her to the ground. She immediately goes to her knees and peeks over her shoulder at me, knowing exactly what I like to see. Licking her lips, she places her head against the forest floor, giving my wolf and me the submission we both need and crave. 

Not wanting to hold back a second longer, I slide a finger into her tight heat to test how ready she is. Her body doesn’t dare try to resist my entry as I slide first one, then two fingers deep inside her. After just two pumps of my hand, I tear my fingers from her pussy and rear back, slamming into her heat in one hard thrust. “Mine,” I say on a growl.

“Yes, my wolf.” She meets me stroke for stroke, pushing her ass back to meet me with such force, all I can hear is the slapping of our flesh and the panting of our breaths. 

Her sweet pussy is squeezing me like a vice, and nothing else has ever felt better. The reality is so much better than the dream. After years and years of feeling hollow, I’m now full to the brim. Emotions are playing havoc inside me: happiness, love, contentment—things I never thought I’d feel again. In a way, it’s almost unsettling after so many years of not having her or being able to recall our connection. I have her back, and I’ll never forget her again. 

Gliding in and out of her, praise for her beautiful cunt slips from my lips. “I love your pussy, Pixie.” 

Throwing her head back, a groan leaves her mouth in between her pants. “Mmmm, not as much as I love your cock,” she moans, sinking her teeth into her fist, attempting to suppress her screams as she grinds her ass into my thrusts.

Wanting to sink deeper, I place a hand between her shoulder blades and gently push her down so that her chest is flush with the forest ground below. I angle my hips and plow forward. As my cock kisses her womb, I feel her pussy tighten, grasping my dick like she would do with her small fist. “Come for me,” I snarl, wanting to feel her pleasure.

“Yes,” she shouts, her entire body shaking uncontrollably. “Please, Brody, I need you. Make me come.”

“Just let it happen, baby. Just let go.” Releasing one hip, I reach down, sliding my hand around to circle her clit. Adding just the right amount of pressure, she gasps out another whimper. 

That whimper sets something off in me, and I lose control. Fucking her harder, my thrusts inch her forward with each stroke. An urge hits me, an urge I haven’t felt for eight-hundred years. Finally, I allow my wolf to come forward just a bit.

My eyes flicker, making everything around me seem sharper. The shadows no longer hinder my sight. My claws lengthen, pinching into her sensitive skin. Throwing my head back, I let out a loud howl. My canines are now extended fully, the razor sharp points eager to sink into our mate’s neck and reclaim what is rightfully ours.  

Knowing she’s wanting the same thing, I give in to the beast and pull her torso up to rest against me while I wrap the other hand around her slender neck and tilt her head to the side, giving me easier access. 

Striking quick, my chest is on her back and my teeth are buried in her neck as deep as I can possibly get without causing her beautiful throat too much damage. She screams out in pleasure as her muscles convulse around me. Her pussy finally clamps down on my cock, strangling my dick to the point of pain, and begins to pull forth my own orgasm. I slam into her once more, throwing my head back to howl at the moon as I release my cum deep inside of her, claiming her for eternity once more.