by Sydney Addae
“Okay, we’re right behind you and will go the opposite direction,” Angus said grabbing two bottles of water from the refrigerator.
Silas looked down at her. His eyes rounded and changed to a vibrant blue-green. “Nice.” Taking her hand, he pulled her close and whispered into her ear. “You’re tempting the wolf.”
Giddy, feeling sexy, and empowered, she accepted the bottle of water from him as they stepped off the porch. “Baby, I’ve got you all to myself this week. No kids. No work. Nobody knocking on the door interrupting us... I want your wolf tempted so that he devours me.”
He stopped and picked her up. “Now?”
Laughing and lighthearted she blew him a kiss. “Safety first. I don’t want you getting in trouble with the Goddess because someone got too close to the island.” That had happened a few times over the years but rarely while they were in residence. Other than the Chimera, Jasmine had very little interaction with humans and often teased Silas about it.
He growled low in his voice. “Don’t taint the waters.”
“Just saying, Wolfie. I’ve been looking forward to spending this week with you and I don’t want anything to spoil it, okay?” She stared up at him.
“Okay. Just so you know, I don’t have to walk the island to know if someone’s here or not. I wanted you to spend some time outside before the sun goes down. It’s beautiful here but you’re the real star. I only see you.” He picked her up by her waist and held her above his head. “However, we can return to the house right now so the devouring can commence.”
Touched, she pushed her hair from her face and placed her hands on his shoulders. “Let’s finish the walk, we’ve been cooped up inside for weeks.”
Slowly he let her down and took her hand. “Working with Thomas and Noah to make sure the new buildings were right and had access to the tunnels took longer than I thought. Plus, the material delays set us back a little. But things are at a point now that I’m comfortable leaving them alone with Hawke, Asia, Jacques and the pups at the Compound while we’re here.” Silas had been apprehensive about the three of them, both Alphas and Beta, being away at the same time. It left a power vacuum of sorts. Hawke, Asia, and Jacques could handle most things, plus, if a serious emergency arose, they would simply reach out to either her or Silas.
Jasmine nodded. “I’m glad they’ll be moving in soon, settling in. It’s been almost a year since construction started.” Thomas, the leader of the Chimera, had saved her life, he and Pearl. She had a soft spot for the humans who had been abused by the Liege and left to die. Silas and Hawke had offered Thomas and his team assistance to help them lead a better life. No one was happier than her that they accepted and would live nearby.
He put on his sunglasses as they neared the beach. Bright sunlight reflected off the water. “I’ll place the security dome over all the buildings and leave several feet from the water free so you can come in and out any time.”
She nodded and followed him to the shore. He pulled off his shirt, tossed it on the ground, and kept walking.
Jasmine laughed as he waded into the water with exaggerated hand strokes in water that barely reached his knees.
Water lapped against her feet. She wiggled her toes enjoying the fizzle of the water as it rolled away.
“Warm, nice.” He stood still in the water staring at her for several moments. Even though his eyes were covered she felt the heat of his gaze. When he looked at her like a man starved, it did something to her. Not many women still evoked that kind of response from their guy after 27 years and six kids.
And he was still as fine and sexy today as he’d been when they first met. Shoulder length jet-black hair, eyes that changed between emerald green and cobalt blue, depending on his mood or a combination of both. His angular face looked as if it had been sculpted by a master craftsman, with slashing brows, high cheekbones, and a sharp blade nose. Without question, her man was handsome, but it was his body that put others to shame. Wide chest, thick muscular arms, tight waist, firm butt, long muscular legs, perky nipples and a sexual appetite that made her weak. He looked like a man in his mid-40’s although he was over 300 years old.
“Come in,” he called. He had walked further out and the water reached his waist.
“Not right now, maybe later,” she said thinking of dealing with runny make-up and wet hair before sliding between the sheets. Unappealing.
“Come on, it’s nice.” He dunked his head beneath the water for several seconds and came up. Shaking the water from his hair and clothes, she envied him. His hair would dry in a few minutes and he’d simply toss his clothes into the wash.
She sat on the sand and watched him. Handsome. Strong. Arrogant. They had come a long way. She chuckled thinking of the first time she saw him in the hospital with Tyrone. He had been rude and condescending because she was human of all things.
“You forgave me,” he said as he took another dip beneath the water and swam a bit.
“Of course I did. I had it bad and needed you to take care of me... sexually.”
He laughed. The husky sound flowed through their link, filling her heart. “You were greedy, wouldn’t let me rest until I gave you my seed and I’m more than grateful.”
Leaning back on her elbows, she watched him swim savoring this free time. Holding hands and laughing, Shyla and Angus reached them.
“You guys didn’t go far,” Angus teased as he pulled his shirt over his head. His long jet-black hair was longer than Silas’ and moved a bit in the wind as he kicked off his sandals.
Staring at him strip, Shyla sat next to Jasmine and took a sip of water. “You’re so sexy,” Shyla told her mate.
Angus grinned at her, ran to the water and dived in.
Both women watched the men frolic and swim in the water.
“Getting these braids wet right now is not an option, they’ll take a long time to dry. I’m thinking we’ll hit the pool and hot tub tonight,” Shyla whispered.
Jasmine was limited and could only mind speak with Silas and Asia. “I brought a couple packs of shower caps to use in the hot tub. The pool is a good idea, especially at night.” Jasmine’s bedroom opened onto the deck making the pool and hot tub easily accessible.
“This has been one of the best days we’ve had in a long time.” Shyla placed her hand on Jasmine’s shoulder. “Thanks for thinking about it and making it happen. Those two would’ve kept putting it off.”
“Once you told Angus you were ready for a vacation, he cleared his schedule,” Jasmine said giving her brother-in-law some credit, even though it was Silas’ schedule everyone worked around.
“I know. Isn’t he just... Girl, that man has me singing songs in my sleep he’s so fine,” Shyla said before laughing. Working together, sometimes Shyla and Jasmine would get together and talk about how good their Black Wolves were. They never crossed the line by sharing specifics, but both of them bragged how much they loved their men and how they’d do anything for them.
“I was just sitting here drooling over Silas and here you come with that,” Jasmine teased.
“Great minds for real, because those are two fine brothers,” Shyla said leaning forward staring as Silas and Angus walked toward them.
“Oops, guess we were drooling too loud,” Jasmine said, her skin tingled. Silas had lost his sunglasses in the water and stared down at her. When he reached her, he extended his hand.
Hungry for him, she took it and stood as he pulled her up. Angus dropped to the sand next to Shyla and then rolled on top of her. Shyla screamed and laughed as Angus wet her clothes and pushed her onto the sand.
Jasmine grinned as she thought Shyla might as well had gotten into the water since she would be washing that sand from her hair later.
“Ready?” Silas asked as they walked a short distance.
“For?” her heart raced in reaction to the heated look in his gaze.
“Me.”
“Always, Wolfie. Always.” She squeaked as he picked her up and ran the rest of t
he distance to the house. He didn’t release her until he reached their room. With one swipe, he shoved down his pants and stood gloriously naked in front of her.
She stared at his firm hips and wide back as he strode to the door and locked it. When he faced her his eyes blazed. “Strip and get on the bed. Open wide.”
She shivered at the command and look in his eyes. It took her a bit longer to remove her shorts and top. Naked, she pulled back the comforter and lay on top of the cool ivory sheets.
He walked over to the ceiling to floor sliding door, unlocked and opened it. Immediately, the sounds and breezes from the water flowed over her. The tinkling sounds from the pool and birds reached her as well.
Silas stood to the side looking down at her. The longer he looked the hotter she became. Her core clenched and throbbed, aching to be filled by him. Her nipples hurt. Shivery anticipation flowed through her. She knew her man, he always took care of her needs and never left her wanting.
She widened her legs and placed her hand between the juncture of her thighs. Moisture leaked at her entrance. She swirled her finger around in it, watching him. His nostrils widened and gaze latched onto her hand.
“Mine,” he said, his voice low and guttural as he kneeled onto the bed and slipped between her thighs.
“Yours,” she agreed relaxing into the ease of their connection. Her core throbbed in anticipation as he blew a quick breath between her legs, followed by a long leisurely lick.
“Mmm, sweet,” he said and then placed kisses all over her mound. Every now and then he’d slide his finger inside her tightness while sucking or licking her everywhere. Searing heat raced through her core and pooled in her belly as he clamped his hands on her thighs locking her into position, open and ready to be devoured by him. She rocked from side to side and swiveled her hips.
Needing him. Wanting more. She touched the top of his head and pushed him closer.
He released a low growled that vibrated through her core and ran up her spine. Her nipples ached for his mouth. Eyes closed she relished the sensations that traveled from her core to the soles of her feet. Toes curling, she bit back a scream as he latched on to her clit and did that thing with his tongue that drove her crazy. The scream ripped from her throat as she bucked against his face. He placed his hand on her stomach holding her exactly where he wanted as she flew apart beneath his expert tongue and fingers.
“You taste so good, Sweet Bitch. I can never get enough of you. This week, every morning, I want you just like this,” he whispered in between licking her clean.
Heart racing, unable to speak, she nodded in total agreement. This was the absolute best way to wake and she was down for it. He crawled up her body and latched onto her nipple.
She gasped and sighed with pleasure. One hand squeezed her breast while the other remained between her legs. This man was going to kill her with sensual overload. Each hard pull on her nipple sent little jolts of tingly energy straight between her legs. His finger tunneled in and out of her va-jay-jay, preparing her to take his wide girth. As many times as they had done this over the years, she loved that he never took pleasing her for granted and always worked to make sure they both enjoyed each other.
Greedy for more, she held his head to her breast and pressed gently against his insistent mouth. Fire rekindled in her core. She craved for him to take her hard, fast, and deep. The moment she thought that, he released her nipple, raised on his arms and slid inside with one single thrust, filling her completely.
“Yesssss,” she moaned, holding his arms, welcoming the stretch and temporary burn.
“This what you want?” he ground out as he thrust into her again and again.
“Yesss,” she yelled
Hunched over her, he continued driving deep inside over and over, with fast strokes. Their harsh breathing, moans, and pleasured cries filled the air as they moved in harmony toward a fevered end. Pure desire coursed through them as they reached for the peak.
She tried to rise so she could meet his faster tempo but couldn’t match him. The fire spread throughout her body as she spiraled upward so fast she could barely breathe. She held onto his arms as each stroke lifted her higher and higher.
“Take it,” he growled as he pounded unrestrained into her, sending bursts of pleasure through her body.
“Silas,” she yelled. Mindless and shaking as her body strained from the force of her release. Breath raspy, she struggled to breathe as wave after wave of bliss crashed through her.
Above her, he tensed, every muscle strained as he released a loud grunt that ricocheted through her. Body shaking, his hand on her waist tightened for a few seconds before he fell to the side half covering her body.
Tears filled her eyes as she lay beneath him taking in their combined scents. Every time with him was so good. She treasured moments like this, when they were open and vulnerable with each other. When she gave herself fully to the man she loved and was secure in his love for her. Every woman should be so blessed with their husbands.
“Stop thinking,” he said drowsily.
“Can’t help it. Lately, I’ve been reflecting and thinking how blessed I am to have you,” she whispered not wanting to change the soft atmosphere.
“Did something happen? To make you start thinking like that I mean?”
“Some Pack women aren’t as happy and listening to them makes me appreciate you and what we have more, that’s all.”
He stiffened. “Abuse?”
“Not physical, possibly emotional if anything. Most likely they didn’t take the time to really know each other and have unrealistic expectations,” she said thinking about her recent conversation with an Alpha’s mate. Pushing the depressing conversation aside, she stroked his back. This was what she wanted to think about ... him.
“I brought you a surprise,” she whispered and blocked him from her thoughts. She planned to give him a lap dance tomorrow and had ordered the tassels to cover her nipples and a matching G-string for the striptease.
“Yeah? I hope it’s something we can do in here,” he murmured.
She glanced around the room, took note of the chairs and smiled. “Maybe. I’m not sure. I’ll let you know.” He pulled her close and took possession of her mouth. The kiss was hot and hard.
When they broke apart his beast was near the surface. “We’re not done.” He placed her hand on his cock. “You played with the wolf and will pay the price,” he said near her ear.
Eager and excited, she squeezed his cock. “Didn’t I already tell you what I wanted this week?”
CHAPTER TWO
MOONLIGHT REFLECTED off the water. The palm trees swayed gently in the breeze. Silas leaped off the porch, shifted mid-air and landed on four paws. His beast exulted in the freedom of running through the night. Nature’s chorus encouraged him to run faster through his domain.
Heart pumping, he ran through the trees, jumping over fallen logs, avoiding low hanging branches and huge stones. Eager, he jumped over another boulder, only this time the ground was a wicked ravine down a long slope filled with logs, broken branches, and jagged rocks. He hit the ground, heard his bones snap in his front leg before he rolled several feet.
Awaking, he shot straight up in bed from the intense pain. Panting and gasping through echoes of agony he checked his leg to see if it was broken or if it had indeed been just a dream.
A nightmare.
As the pain ebbed and he could breathe easier, he looked down at Jasmine sleeping peacefully. His heart clenched.
She loved him.
Knowing how much this incredible woman loved and cared for him was humbling and empowering. He hadn’t fully understood how much she needed to get away from everyone and everything, except him. She put a lot into making this week special for them and he wouldn’t allow anything to change that. Leaning down, he brushed his lips against her face.
Silas stretched the kinks out of his muscles from the marathon love-making with his mate. Based on the way she wanted more and more of
him, if he didn’t know better, he would think she had been sexually neglected. Nothing was further from the truth. He didn’t know if it was a human thing or not, but the older Jasmine grew the more sexual she became. He loved that she was more expressive, wanting to try new things and initiated sex as much as he did. The same thing with oral sex, she loved every part of him and would camp between his legs if he allowed it. If this is what humans meant by growing older with their mates, he definitely saw the appeal.
Thirsty and still slightly rattled from the nightmare, he slid from the bed and headed toward the kitchen. Naked, standing near the window he stared outside while drinking the bottle down. Unsettled, his beast pressed against him to run. After that dream, a run was exactly what he needed. He crossed the living area, unlocked the door and stepped outside. The beauty of the night eased him and called to his beast.
Like molten liquid poured into a mold, he morphed from two-footed beast to four. Head and tail held high, ears forward and his black fur fluffed, he looked around. Inhaling, he tested the wind to make sure his island was secure and then he leaped from the porch. Running through the sand and twisting trees he made it to the shore on the north side of the island and sat back while listening to the wind.
The past week he started itching just beneath his skin. Nothing stopped it. Jasmine had given him an ointment, Matt was researching a possible cause, and now he felt fine. Could it be nerves? Or his body telling him to calm down? Rest more? Not that he had rested since he arrived here, but he hadn’t felt the insane need to scratch since they boarded the plane this morning.
He looked up at the moon. Make that yesterday morning.
Silas lay down and listened.
Moments later, Angus loped toward him and sat across but not directly in front of him. “Couldn’t sleep, either?” Angus asked.
“What happened?” Silas asked, alert. It was one thing for him to have a weird dream. But if Angus had one as well that could be a problem.
“Dreamed of Romania of all places. Near Konstantin’s place.”
