Wolf at the Door - Nicole Morgan

by Paranormal Dating Agency

  Natalie was breaking every rule she had. She’d given up on men, completely sworn them off until the New Year, convinced that they were all arrogant assholes who thought only of themselves.

  But, Nikko, he was different. She couldn’t help the way she felt when she was in such close proximity to him.

  There was no denying she’d always had a penchant for the shifters of the world. She couldn’t help her attraction toward them. And it was obvious to her that Nikko was a shifter. He had the eyes, the swagger, and the sex appeal that wouldn’t quit.

  Human men always seemed to bore her, never quite keeping her interested for long enough. Nikko wasn’t just any other shifter, though. There was a dominance to him that she couldn’t be certain of, still she felt it.

  “So…” her heart raced.

  “What’s on your mind, gorgeous?”

  “You.”

  Suddenly she felt her world shift as he quickly grabbed her by the hips and lifted her onto the counter.

  His large fingers dug into her waist as he pushed his body against his own and crushed her mouth in an onslaught of tongue mixed with molten lava.

  She’d been right about him being a shifter. They’d always been the best lovers. Nikko was more than turning her on, though. He was devouring her.

  His skin felt like fire, matching only to the liquid heat which seeped from her pussy and coated her panties. There had to have been at least one million reasons why inviting a stranger to her home was a bad idea. Damn if she couldn’t come up with a single one.

  Reaching down between their bodies she pressed her palm along the outline of his cock and stroked his erection. Her pussy clenched and began to ache.

  “Fuck!”

  Nikko’s cry came out in a low and growling whisper. The sound may have scared some women but, it only made her want him more.

  She began tugging at the button to his jeans, greedily trying to get inside and feel him in the flesh.

  Her movement was halted when she felt his fingers work under her t-shirt. Trailing along her skin he found her breasts and cupped them, pinching her nipples through the thin lace of her bra while grinding his crotch into her pussy.

  The room began to spin. She became consumed with the fire building inside. Every nerve of her body was screaming to be touched by him.

  “Nikko… please…”

  His mouth slid down her neck just as she felt him pull her t-shirt over her head. Then he yanked at the cups of her bra, exposing her tits as they hung heavy and swollen.

  Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore he pushed her down against the cold countertop and tugged at her yoga pants. Quickly working them down her hips and taking her panties with them until they were completely off.

  With an unexpected force she felt him push her legs apart and back over her head. She waited for his cock, anxious to feel him slide inside of her.

  With a shriek of surprise she screamed when she felt the glide of his tongue work past the slit of her pussy and flick gently against her clit.

  She couldn’t get close enough to him. She began rocking her hips against his mouth. She writhed, pushing herself further into him as he continued to tease her with his mouth.

  Licking, nibbling and flicking at her clit, she opened her eyes for only a brief moment before she had to close them again.

  The room spun. Delirious and disoriented she was hit with a wave of euphoria unlike anything she had felt before. The more he licked her, the more she wanted. And the more she wanted, the better he gave.

  A scent tickled at her nose. It was one she’d experienced before, one known to come from wolf shifters. The knowledge excited and scared her all at the same time.

  Her one encounter with a wolf shifter had started hot and heavy and nearly ended violent. He’d gone from seductive to scary in less than a second and it was a memory she couldn’t readily ignore.

  She began to freeze, her body no longer responding to him as she tensed under his touch.

  He noticed immediately and lifted his head. Pulling her up to him he looked into her eyes.

  “What is it?”

  She shook her head, unable to answer, never realizing until that moment how much that one time with a wolf had truly affected her.

  “No.” he cupped her cheeks in his hands and leaned into her. “Please don’t shut down on me.”

  “I…”

  “What? Tell me.”

  Her voice seemed to be stuck, unable to convey the fear she was feeling.

  “Natalie?” He breathed in deep. His nostrils flared and he drew in her scent. “Are you… afraid of me?”

  She tried to look away but, he wouldn’t let her. He held her face in his hands, staring into her eyes and almost silently pleading with her.

  “You are.”

  “I’m sorry.” She didn’t know what else to say.

  “Why though? I thought… I mean, if I was too rough –.”

  “No. It’s not that. I just didn’t know that you were a… wolf.”

  “Oh.” He took a deep breath and relaxed his hold on her. “And that’s a problem for you?”

  “I’m sorry. I don’t want it to be.”

  “It’s okay. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.”

  There was a sadness in his eyes that she hated herself for putting there. The wolf she’d known had been rough, aggressive in the worst kind of ways and didn’t take no for an answer.

  Seeing him look so hurt and almost wounded only made her feel worse. “I had a bad experience once. One that I thought I was over, but…”

  “You’re not?”

  “I guess not.”

  “It’s okay.” He gently pulled the cups of her bra up, covering her back up.

  She wasn’t sure why, but the sweet gesture seemed funny. And she couldn’t keep from laughing.

  He grinned with a look of confusion. “Am I missing something?”

  “I just don’t think that is doing much.” She averted her eyes down, reminding him that she was all but naked besides the bra.

  “Yeah, I guess I got a little carried away.”

  Shrugging, she added, “Maybe we both did.”

  “I think I better go before I can’t stop myself.”

  As he turned to leave she was torn between excitement and fear. She wanted him. Not just the sex. She wanted him.

  Her fear, though it was real, was something she pushed down. “Nikko, wait.”

  He stopped just in front of the door. His hand was on the handle, ready to turn and walk out.

  “Don’t go.”

  He shook his head. “Natalie… if I don’t go now… I don’t think… God help me, but, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself. I’ve never felt this consumed by anyone before.”

  “Tell me something.”

  “What?”

  “Tell me you won’t hurt me. Tell me that if I ask you to stop, that you’ll stop.”

  He turned to her, his eyes dark and tortured before responding. “I won’t hurt you. I couldn’t. I don’t know how I know that, but I know it’s true.”

  “Then please don’t go.”

  Chapter Eight

  Nikko stared at her, taking in her body, her curves, every single inch of her as he allowed her plea to repeat in his head.

  “Nikko?”

  “Are you sure, Natalie?”

  She didn’t answer with her words. Instead she outstretched her hand and laid back down on the counter.

  Her thick and creamy skinned thighs spread just enough for him to see the succulent pussy he had been feasting on only moments before. The taste of her was still on his tongue, making his will to resist her nearly impossible.

  He stepped back up to the counter, unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down. Pushing the denim down his hips he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor.

  With his middle finger he dipped it inside of her, testing her readiness and relishing in her body’s reaction to his
touch.

  He flicked his thumb across her clit and she moaned while arching her back. Everything about her, from her wide hips, to the curve of her breasts and thighs were wreaking havoc on his restraint.

  All he could think of was burying his cock inside of her, allowing the heat of her cunt to wrap around him.

  His balls ached and his cock dripped with pre cum. He was so ready for her. Still he forced himself to hold back, not wanting to scare her away.

  He concentrated on her, focusing on only her pleasure as he strummed at her clit. She rocked underneath his hand, pressing up against him as he brought her closer to the edge.

  Every moan and whimper she gave him felt like the greatest high. He wanted, he needed to make her come.

  “Nik… ko…”

  “I know, baby. It’s okay.”

  “Mmm… I’m so…”

  Her voice was barely audible, just faint whispers floating through the air, calling to him like a ship calling to port.

  “Shh… don’t fight it. Let go.”

  He knew she was close. Her every movement and sound was showing him exactly how to work her body and take her to the brink.

  “I have to… I’m… “ Her voice stilled and her body tensed.

  Suddenly he felt it. That warm rush of magma, coating his hand and filling the room with a scent that called out to him in every primal way imaginable.

  He couldn’t help himself any longer. He had to feel the inside of her. Even if she asked him to stop and it only lasted a second, he would keep his word. He just had to do this.

  Pushing her thighs apart he positioned his cock against her pussy. The heat of that subtle contact along was enough to send him over the edge.

  Her eyes opened and for a moment they stared at one another. He waited, wondering if she would stop him. But no words of protest came from her. Instead she grabbed her breasts and squeezed them against her body.

  Through heavy lidded, sated eyes she spoke to him. He knew that she wanted him too. She didn’t have to say it aloud. He could see it, feel it, sense it.

  With a forceful thrust Nikko finally was where he wanted. Buried deep inside of her.

  Her body enveloped him, welcoming his cock into her and stroking him with her inner walls, still wet from her orgasm.

  His balls drew up painfully tight. For two days this woman had been consuming his fantasies, taking hold of his mind and body without even so much as a glance in his direction.

  And for some reason, as crazy as it seemed, he knew he was finally where he was supposed to be. Every moment, every single experience he’d had, had led him to this moment, this woman, this love.

  The sudden realization shook him to his very core. Never had he dared even think that word when it came to a woman. He’d fucked. He’d mated. He’d even found the occasional friends with benefits.

  Nothing ever like this, though. Nothing like he was feeling with Natalie.

  His heart did a strange skip of rhythm and a burst of warmth exploded inside him as he pushed hard and fast into her.

  Once.

  Twice.

  A third and final time and he howled with his release.

  His body trembled and he instinctively pulled her up to him, squeezing her body tightly against his as his orgasm ripped through his body.

  He had no idea what the fuck it was that was happening to him but, one thing he knew for certain was that he wasn’t ever letting Natalie go.

  Chapter Nine

  The sound of birds chirping woke Natalie. She opened her eyes, blinking against the sunlight as the morning light shone obnoxiously through her bedroom window.

  Her hair was all around her face, a mess from the several times her and Nikko had held an encore performance of what will forever be known in her heart as Kitchenfest 2017.

  She could feel his arms around her as she lie against his chest. She hated moving and chancing waking him up but, her hair was tickling her nose and she had to pee.

  Trying her best to be as silent as mouse, she slid out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom.

  Her appearance hadn’t left much to be desired so she did her best to clean herself up. She still looked a mess when she was walking back to the bedroom. For some reason she just couldn’t find a reason to care.

  With a smile across her face she stepped back into the bedroom surprised to see Nikko awake and grinning at her.

  He was pitching a not so subtle tent with the bed sheet and a mischievous look to match.

  “Sorry. Did I wake you?”

  “Which time?”

  She smirked and crawled into bed alongside him. “I don’t think I was the one doing most of the waking up last night.”

  “It’s not my fault. You’re the one with the body that won’t quit.”

  “Oh, you mean the fat ass and wide thighs?”

  “Hey.” He pulled her against him. “Stop that. Your body is a fucking treasure.”

  She laughed. “I don’t know if treasure is the word I’d use. I mean, it is bountiful.”

  “It’s gorgeous. You’re gorgeous.”

  “Are you sure that’s not just the morning wood talking?”

  “No.” he lifted her up until she straddled him. “Nothing about last night was because of sex. “

  Rocking against him, moaning when the head of his cock slid along her swollen clit, she protested. “Oh, I don’t know. I think last night had a lot to do with sex.”

  Grabbing onto her hips Nikko stopped her. “Look at me.”

  She did as he asked, staring into the deep blue of his eyes while he continued on.

  “Last night, it wasn’t just about the sex. I’m a wolf, baby. I can fuck. I can mate and I can do any number of things to scratch that itch. That’s not what it is with you, though. This… what we shared… what we’ve started… it’s only the beginning.”

  She wasn’t sure what to say. She wasn’t even sure there was anything she could say. Never in her life had she invited a stranger to her home. Not for ice cream and certainly not for sex on a counter. She wasn’t sure if Nikko realized it but, her request for him to not hurt her wasn’t purely physically based. She felt things with him. Things that had been so powerful she wasn’t sure she could control herself. Now being here with him, on top of him, his hands splayed delicately at her sides, she could feel her heart doing things that scared the hell out of her.

  “Don’t hold back, baby. I can see it in your eyes. I saw it last night when I almost left and I can see it creeping back again.”

  “I think… “

  “Say it. Just tell me.”

  “I’m scared, Nikko.”

  “Don’t be. I swore to you I wouldn’t hurt you.” He sat up in bed and wrapped his arms around her. “I meant that. Please trust that. Trust me.”

  He leaned into her for a kiss and she felt his hand work in between their bodies so he could join them completely. Pushing inside of her, she joined his efforts and sank onto him.

  She opened her mouth on a sigh when she felt him enter her. He swallowed her moan, continuing to kiss her, delicately, gently, with an almost aching tenderness.

  This time it was different. There was no rushing, no hurried and uncontrollable lust. They weren’t writhing against one another like a couple of horny teenagers on prom night. They were in complete control, their bodies moving and rocking against one another just as they were meant to.

  After three other times the night before there was no need to rush. They both knew they weren’t going to fight it. There was no reason to. For whatever reason, whatever circumstances that had drawn them together, this was the way it was supposed to be.

  So she went with him. Rising as he took her higher, and sinking as he swept her below. Every movement was in familiar comfort with the other, their bodies and souls working in unison, unable to not read the other’s next move.

  “Come here.”

  Nikko wrapped her up even tighter, his strong arms holding her in a way that she’d never known.


  She felt safe in his arms. Not just physically but, emotionally. It wasn’t about protection, or possession, but something stronger and deeper.

  Or maybe she was wrong. Maybe it was all of those things and more. Maybe with Nikko there was no beginning and no end. Maybe together they existed on a level that each of them would rise a little higher to each and every day.

  Maybe, just maybe, it was love.

  Chapter Ten

  Nikko stepped out of the bathroom and walked down the hall, following the smell of bacon and eggs. His stomach growled with hunger as he walked into the great room and saw Natalie cooking at the stove.

  Her round ass looked good enough to bite but, he couldn’t go another round without some form of protein or sustenance in his body. No matter how much she turned him on, a man needed his nourishment.

  She turned around. “Hey you, did you have a good shower?”

  “Mmm.” He kissed her. “I did.”

  “I thought you’d be hungry. I know I’m starving.”

  He noticed the tub of Rocky Road ice cream sitting in the trash can. “Oh yeah. I guess we never got around to having that, did we?”

  “I had a few bites.”

  “Yeah well, those bites were my undoing. No man should be forced to watch a woman lick ice cream off of a spoon. It’s just cruel.”

  “You’re not exactly a man, though. I mean, not entirely anyway.”

  “No, no I’m not.”

  She turned off the stove and removed the pan of bacon from the burner.

  “And how are you feeling about that? Any better?” he asked.

  “Yeah. I am. I’m feeling a lot better. I just…” she shook her head, “I don’t know. I think I just freaked myself out a bit. The last, and only wolf I ever really had any experience with got a bit too rough and scary for my liking.”

  “Are you okay? Did he… ?”

  “No, nothing like that. I mean he tried. He was persistent and didn’t want to take no for an answer. But, I’m a lot tougher than I may look. I wasn’t about ready to let a man, or wolf hurt me.”

  “Hmm.”

  “What?”

  “It’s nothing.”

  “No, tell me.” She persisted.