His cluelessness made me giggle, but the fact he appreciated my skills made me feel special. “Then I must be the sexiest woman this pack has ever seen. Your entire computer network needs an upgrade. Someone has to bring this pack up to date.”
“Well, then, we’re lucky to have you as our resident nerd. Speaking of that … have you given any thought to what we talked about?” His voice, a bit raspy from being out in the cold, rumbled in my ear like the purr of a big cat. He rolled my nipple between his fingers.
I let out a sigh. I’d been hoping to avoid answering that question. The luscious warmth of his body and the pleasure of his magic fingers were dampened by the reality that we needed to have the talk soon. I wanted to give in, say yes, and be with him forever, but it wasn’t so easy. That choice was potentially a life-or-death decision. Certainly not something to jump blindly into.
“Forget I asked.” He kissed the back of my neck. “I don’t want to pressure you. I just want to feel you next to me.”
Call it selfishness if you want, but I‘d never been the kind of girl who changed for anyone—or any man. Love me for who I am, or don’t have me at all. That’s the way I’ve always operated. But Aiden was a different case. How could I deny this man? With him, I wanted to be the perfect woman, but that meant I would have to change more than just my hairstyle; I’d have to change my species.
The idea of that was mind-blowingly frightening, to say the least.
I’d been stuck between two worlds in the last few months, and I felt like I was the odd human out. My best friend was a vampire and my boyfriend … he was a werewolf. And not just any werewolf—Aiden’s the interim leader of Boston’s Olde Town pack. To take the job permanently, he needed a mate. A werewolf mate, and I was a few fangs and a fur coat shy of that.
“You’re too quiet,” he rumbled into my ear. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“No. It’s fine, baby. I’m just tired.”
“You’re lying, I can smell it.”
I looked up at my ruggedly handsome wolf-man. His pitch black eyes locked on mine and all anxiety was forgotten for that moment. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
The corner of his lip quirked up as the concern faded from his face. “Getting a little bossy, are we? I believe I am the Alpha here, and someone needs a lesson in pack order.” A mischievous glint sparked in Aiden’s eyes. He gripped my hips, yanked me on top of him, and met my lips with all the intensity of a starving man at a sumptuous buffet.
He pressed me tightly against him as I ground into his hardness.
An animalistic growl vibrated his whole body. He squeezed me tight and cupped my ass with his strong hands.
“You’re wearing too many clothes.” Urgency filled his voice. Aiden tossed me back onto the bed and dove at my pants, raking them off with one swipe.
“What happened to foreplay?” I giggled. He was always extra frisky after a good hunt, and I loved it.
“Foreplay later. I need you now.” Before I could protest, he rolled me over with lightning speed and pushed my sweatshirt up over my head, leaving my arms partially restrained in the sleeves.
Aiden then gripped my hips and, with a quick tug, pulled me up on my knees.
“God, you have a hot ass.” He drew a finger down between my legs. “And you’re ready for me too. Good girl.” He gave me a playful swat on my right butt cheek and I let out a sharp squeal.
I felt the bulk of his body press against my back. His cock was already hard and ready. He nudged it into my folds, then bent down and nipped at my neck as he drove his silky erection inside of me.
“Oh God.” I lost my breath as he buried himself and then stopped. “Don’t tease … gimme more.” I clenched my muscles around him and tried to move my hips to urge him on.
He growled and bit down harder but not enough to draw blood.
I stilled and arched my back, panting as the pain mixed with pleasure. This was his way of teaching me who was in charge, and I was more than happy to submit.
Slowly and purposefully, Aiden began to rock his hips, pulling out until just the mushroom head of his cock was inside of me. It left me empty and aching for him. Then, when he’d teased me enough, he would slam all the way back in to me, stealing my breath with every purposeful thrust.
Each plunge into my body was punctuated with a growl of pleasure from Aiden. His hands gripped my hips, directing my movement. I tried to rock backwards into him, to urge him to move faster, deeper, harder, but he was too strong. All I could do was let him take me how he wanted. It was sexy and infuriating the way he kept such control.
Every now and again he would bite down harder as he thrust. He was pure animal. I was his helpless prey. And I enjoyed every minute of it.
“I’m so close, baby.” I moaned as pleasure began to coil low in my belly. I begged him to go faster. He released his teeth from my neck and replied by picking up speed, slamming into me harder.