Wolf Fever (Alpha Project - Book 1) (5 page)

He growled and drove the fingers cupping her cheek into her hair at the same time his mouth possessed hers. It was by far the hottest, sexiest kiss she’d ever been given. His firm lips sucked on hers with promise. A deep dark need bubbled in her veins, until she was overflowing with so much desperation she had no idea what was going on.

Swipe after swipe, his tongue drove her to the edge of sanity. Their kiss was nothing she’d ever experienced before.

Wet.

Hot.

Demanding.

He satisfied her sensual need with decadence. Her grip on his hair tightened, and so did his. He tugged her head back, and she reveled in his dominance. Somehow, instead of being turned off by his aggressiveness, she wanted more. Needed more. She whimpered and sucked on the tongue fucking her mouth. The hand he had on her hip travelled to the waist of her jeans. Oh yes. That’s what she wanted.

He unbuttoned and yanked down the zipper so fast she didn’t realize how quick he was until his hand dipped between her slick pussy lips, pressing on her pleasure center. He groaned into their kiss. “Fuck, baby.”

“Mmm.” She bucked and rocked her hips on his fingers at the same time she deepened the kiss.

“You have to be the hottest woman ever.”

Did she? She’d never been called hot. Heck, she’d never made a man growl like Ryder was right now. It was empowering and drove all thoughts of everything else out the window. The need to come had turned into her only goal. She raked her nails down his neck at the same time she bit his lip. He moaned. The sound was such a turn on she could feel moisture drip from her slit to coat the fingers rubbing her sex.

“Fuck me. Please, fuck me.” She could not believe she was saying those words to a total stranger, but her body knew what it wanted. Ryder.

“Shit. I’ll make this good for you.” His rough voice was filled with sensual promise as he slid his hand out of her pants.

She dug her nails into his shoulder. “No!”

He pressed her body close to his in a tight hug. “Relax, sweetheart. It only gets better from here.”

Need burned in every cell. In every pore. In every breath. It was getting harder to fight the beast inside, the one that wanted him so badly. She didn’t care if the animal won this round. She wanted the man too. Her shirt came off. She sighed in approval. He stared at her breasts with adoration and hunger.

Dropping to his knees, he yanked the jeans and wet panties down her legs until they and her boots puddled around her ankles. She stepped out of the restrictive mess of clothes and he leaned forward to sniff along her groin. He licked a circle around her inner thigh. Jesus. Talk about torture in the first degree. Her hands itched to grab him by the hair and plaster herself on him. His arm muscles flexed as he pushed on his thighs to stand. She was naked. Well…almost. Only her bra remained.

His hands shook. It amazed her. Did she really make this big, sexy man nervous? The thought boggled her mind. Somehow, knowing he was fighting for control as much as she was made things a little less crazy.

He hugged her again. Hot skin against his too many clothes. Why was he still dressed? Wet heat crawled down her thighs. His denim-covered cock rubbed against her mound.

“Oh, please.”

It hadn’t occurred to her she’d be begging tonight, her only thought had been to die. Now, though, it was for this man to make her come. Dying? No. Not when there was Ryder. Dying was out of the question.

She searched out his lips, wanting another taste of him. A taste of the firm and demanding touch that made her pussy quiver. Something about how he kissed her, with so much carnal possession, turned her brain into a pile of mush. And she liked it. Aggressive and demanding, he drove his tongue deep into her mouth and twined with hers. He lifted her into his arms. She curled her legs around his waist. For every stroke he did with his tongue, he rocked her over his cock. The coarse material of the jeans rubbed her sensitized nub like a pleasure-inducing bite.

He sat her on his desk, the wood smooth and cool beneath her. She unwound her legs from his back and bent them at the knees, dropping her feet to the edge. Her hands kept her upright as she placed her palms flat behind her. Air panted in and out of her lungs. Hard puffs of oxygen she couldn’t control.

She watched him sniff and grind his teeth. Dark eyes glittered like two onyxes. It was beyond hot to see him so turned on. He stepped between her legs and cupped her breasts over the satin material of her bra. A second later, she was freed from the binds. She glanced down and saw the bra slide open at the center, but there wasn’t a snap in the front.

His sensual mouth curled and a wicked smile split his lips. “Sorry, I’ll buy you a new one.”

She groaned. Dropped her head back, pushing her breasts into his hands. An offering to touch. To squeeze. To take. Almost as if he’d read her mind, he plucked at her nipples and molded her flesh.

From one moan to the next, he kissed one breast and then the other, dividing his attention back and forth between the two. But his torture only increased when he continued his journey south.

“Oh…” Was that her voice? So sexy and needy.

He grunted.

“Yes…” Now throaty and encouraging.

He kissed his way down to her belly button, bit the small indentation, and then twirled his tongue in circles over it. Her craving him increased into frantic need. Her pussy ached, her nipples pebbled tight, and she wanted to force him to hurry up and give her some relief.

He licked her pussy in a slow, drawn-out caress. Stars exploded behind her lids. She moaned so loud, she was sure the people outside heard her. Wood splintered. She clawed at the desk under her palms, desperate for more. He thrust his tongue into her pussy and growled. The vibration made her entire body shudder. Whimpers slipped past her lips. She moved her sex closer to his face. Another lick. Up to her tight little nubbin and back down to her ass. And repeat. Ah, but he knew just how to touch her, how to make her melt.

Fire lanced her insides with each lick. Arousal gathered hot and tight in her core, until it was all she focused on. The tongue–his tongue –continued to drive her pleasure closer to peak. She panted. Growled. Begged. And then she just whimpered and encouraged him for more. She was so close. And she needed to come or she’d burst into flames. Heat skyrocketed inside her. Perspiration coated her skin.

“Ryder. I need…”

Him. Now.

The feel of his teeth and tongue circling and nibbling her bundled flesh was more than she could take. Electricity exploded inside her and shoved her toward heaven. Molten fire erupted in her core, rushing her body. He growled again. The vibration increased her pleasure. High. Higher. So high she swore and shook with the force of her release. Her body jerked under his lips. He continued to lick her pussy, sucking on her dripping heat, rubbing his face on her wet folds.

Dear lord. What was he, a sex god? It was impossible to catch her breath and think at the same time. She opted for breathing. Ryder stood. His face had turned into a feral mask of desire. Wild hunger had taken over his features. His nostrils were flared, his jaw clenched tight, and the vein on the side of his neck throbbed. Fuck. Looking at him made her pussy quiver—again.

There was something strange going on with his face. He had hair on his sideburns and a five o’clock shadow that hadn’t been there five minutes ago. “Ryder?”

He stepped back, away from her. “I need to calm down.”

“What’s wrong?”

He inhaled. Groaned. “You smell so good and taste fucking delicious. It’s hard for me to control the aggressive side. The wolf.” His gaze clashed with hers. “I want you, but not until you’re sure.”

Was he fucking blind? She was sitting on his desk, naked with her legs spread open showing off her pussy to him. How much more sure did she need to be?

He shook his head. “No. This need you are experiencing is coming from the wolf. She knows she wants mine. But I want you, Raine, to want me, Ryder. Animal desire is fine for a one night thing, but every time I look at you, the need builds inside me.” He took deep breaths and grabbed his cock over his jean, which was clearly delineated under the denim. “Let’s handle one problem at a time. Later, you and I will talk about this.”

He winced in discomfort. Guilt spread through her, tamping down the overwhelming desire for him. “Talk about what?”

Closing her display of her private parts—because now that it was clear he wasn’t going to be fucking her–embarrassment heated her cheeks.

“This is more than chemistry. You know it. I know it.” His voice was deep. Rough. He panted, clenching and unclenching his hands, staring her down.

She jumped off his desk and rushed to dress. The embarrassment she’d felt increased with each second she remained naked before him. What the hell had possessed her to tell him to…she couldn’t even think the damn words.

Once she had pulled on her jeans and boots, sans the wet panties, she bent to retrieve the T-shirt from the floor. He grabbed her arm and whirled her around. There was no time to complain. Lips clashed over hers. She sighed, complacent. He held her face with his hands. The kiss was quick. Rough. Possessive. An instant reminder of who was in charge. Him. No matter what the beast inside her growled, he was in control of her body. Her pussy throbbed again. She wanted to growl in disgust at her quick ability to give in. She’d never been this easy before. It had to be him. Something about Ryder rendered her nerve endings, along with her thinking ability, useless.

When they parted, she was panting. His eyes glittered. At least she wasn’t the only one having a hard time with her urges.

She tugged the T-shirt over her breasts, knowing her nipples were clearly visible through the soft, cotton material. He glanced down at the puckered tips and licked his lips.

The wild animal inside her pushed her to mark him. She lifted her hands to his head, curled them behind his neck, and hauled him down. Their lips met in a wet tangle of tongues. This time she took over, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and darting around his, teasing. He growled and hugged her tighter into his body. She licked her way to his lips and sucked on his bottom one. He moaned. Then she moved down to his jaw, neck, and shoulder, circling some of his sexy ink with her tongue. She licked and sucked on a soft spot by the bend of his neck. Bit down…hard. He shuddered. Violent shakes that traveled through their hug and to her. She sucked on the bite and licked his neck, loving the taste of him.

“Fuck!” He groaned. Sounded more like a compliment than a curse.

Their gazes locked. Passion and possession bounced between them.

“I want you. God, do I want you.” She exhaled. “But I can wait until I understand what this beast inside me is all about.”

Reality was she knew nothing of being a shifter. Fur pushed under the skin. The animal growled in her mind, insulted.

“It’s not a beast. It’s a beautiful wolf that’s now part of you.” He cupped her jaw and caressed her cheek with his thumb.

“Well, whatever it is. It wants you too.” She could sense the animal wanted something inside him, but she wanted the man.

Laughter rumbled from his chest. He shook his head. “No. She wants my wolf, but I want the woman. The question is: What does Raine want?”

Breaking glass and shouts from the bar kept her from answering.

Chapter Four

Ryder tugged the door open and walked into Theo arguing with Marlena. “What’s going on?”

There was no need for him to raise his voice, everyone heard him with their sensitive hearing. Theo growled at Marlena.

She turned Ryder’s way and glared at Raine. Instead of holding her tongue, like she knew she should, Lena let her jealousy dictate her actions. “This is what you prefer to take on the full moon?”

“Marlena, watch your words.” Ryder stepped closer to Raine. His soft warning held enough steel to make the largest man think twice before continuing. But Marlena wasn’t thinking clearly.

“You just met this whore, and you chose her over me?” Her tone was venomous. “My family has always been good and loyal to you. They expected a match between us.”

He shook his head, smelling her anger and frustration, and decided to give her a new chance to back down. “I never gave you any indication that would ever happen.”

Marlena’s eyes glowed a deep ice-blue, a clear indicator that her wolf was ready to pounce. Fur rolled under his skin. His own animal wanted to burst through. To teach the woman to respect his would-be mate. She ran toward him. Ryder waited. Was ready to grab her when an unexpected movement from the corner of his eye caught his attention.

Raine.

She moved in a blur in front of him. And then, she growled. A loud threatening growl that stopped all conversation. Sharp claws swiped across Marlena’s face. Raine’s long brown tresses bounced down her back with her move. Her beautiful cinnamon skin glimmered under the bar lights. Even as soft as she looked, her posture was pure aggression.

The entire bar froze in place. Everyone watched as their most aggressive female was beat down by a different woman. A woman, that from the sounds of it hadn’t been a wolf for more than a week.

“First of all, I am
not
a whore.” Steel underlined the words. Raine jerked her hand fast. So fast he would have missed the slap had it not been for the popping noise it made. “Second, he just said he doesn’t want you.” Without breaking a sweat, she shoved Marlena clear across the bar. “Have some dignity.”

There was something about her level of strength that nagged him. This was no ordinary shifter. No male or female he knew had that much power with so little exertion. She almost equaled him in strength. Almost. And he was an alpha descendant. No turned wolves had that much strength.

Marlena’s body flew through the air and slammed on a table, breaking glass and bottles in its wake. She stood, her body shifted fully into her animal. Raine didn’t seem troubled.

She stood in place, waiting for the white wolf to come closer. Marlena growled. Raine’s reflexes were astounding. Hand fisted, she did a quick twirl, long curls flying in a wild halo around her head. At the same time, she jerked her arm sideways, hitting the white wolf in the neck. Marlena went down hard. Another table broke under her. Her whimpers of pain made a few of the females wince.