Body to Barter (Half-breed Shifter Series)

by Miranda Stowe

  In an instant, his entire way of life had changed. Appalled by what he’d done to her kind, he feared how hard it would be to get his mate to forgive him for his past savagery.

  “Do you think we have a traitor in our pack?” Haze asked, jerking Gannon from his thoughts.

  Gannon glanced at him, dazed by the realities crashing against his battered brain. “What?”

  “If the hunters knew our every move, someone must’ve alerted them.”

  Frowning, because that made sense, and Gannon couldn’t imagine anyone in his pack helping a hunter, his entire body lurched when his mate gave a pained gasp, telling both Gannon and Haze that she was awakening.

  Fuck.

  He’d wanted to be alone with her when she first came to. Tipping his head toward Haze, he motioned his beta to leave. But the the damned male merely backed a few steps into the shadows, hiding his presence from the female.

  Double fuck.

  Now Gannon was going to have to put on a show for his friend.

  His female breathed in a sharp breath, drawing his attention to her. She’d yet to move, but he knew she was alert. Her lithe, nude body had tensed and her fear scented the air.

  He moved closer, unable to stay away. “There’s no need to fake it, human. I know you’re awake.”

  When she jerked at his voice, he gnashed the back of his teeth. God, he hated this, hated frightening and intimidating her. If only Haze weren’t watching everything he did and said, he could soothe her right now, explain the situation, and take her fears away.

  Setting her hand against the bottom of the swaying cage, she lifted her face a few inches and opened her eyes. He stopped breathing, enthralled by the beauty of her blue, blue irises. Glazed with pain, they took in the scene around her until she found him. Then she stopped dead, her eyes flaring wide with shock.

  She was so smooth-skinned and refined, things he used to abhor. But the polished look on her was dazzling. She was so pale and soft; he wanted to protect her always.

  Shivering as if she knew what she was doing to his body and was repulsed by his aroused state, she glanced at him from head to toe. But then she threw him off track when she licked her lips. It was probably just to wet them because he’d forgotten to give her a drink, but his mind went straight to his base needs. He had to fuck her. Soon.

  Then she spoke. “Please,” she whispered, her voice cracked, dry and hoarse. “Let me go.”

  He wanted to do exactly as she commanded, but with Haze here, he had to sneer as if the idea was ridiculous. “And why should I do that, precious? I’ve always wanted a human for a pet.”

  That pissed her off. He liked the way her eyes flared with fight and indignation. She wasn’t the meek, mild kind. She was a spunky mate with plenty of mettle to be proud of.

  “I’m far from pure human,” she growled, the pupils in her eyes flaring to slits to show off her jaguar side.

  Everyone else in his pack would have been revolted to see her half-breed qualities shining through, but it only turned him on more. This was his mate, and she was magnificent.

  Smiling because he couldn’t stop the grin if he wanted to, he felt the urge to tease. “If you’re not human, then why does all your fur melt away when you’re unconscious?”

  Another thing that would’ve sickened any other wolf in his pack. But he liked looking upon her human flesh. Being so starkly reminded of how different she was from him only made him more intrigued. He could spend the rest of his life getting to know every unique quality about her. In fact, he planned to do just that. And he’d like to start with her breasts, cupping them to test their weight and density. Then brushing his thumbs over her nipples until they grew hard...kind of like how they were growing right now. Then he’d suck one into his mouth—

  Her cheeks went red as she slung her arm over her chest, blocking his view from her fine nipples. And then she went on torturing him. She covered the dark patch of tempting hair between her legs. He almost growled from the loss of such a spectacular sight.

  “Just because I’m a half-breed,” she snapped at him, flashing her cute, little human teeth in a snarl, “doesn’t mean—”

  “Yes, it does!” he roared back, knowing he needed to keep up the rouse. His anger at Haze grew, and he wished the beta were anywhere but here. “You’re an abomination to our kind,” he repeated the words he’d been taught his entire life, though he no longer knew them to be true.

  She flinched, and it pained him right in the center of his chest to know he’d hurt her. Yesterday, he never would’ve imagined not hating a half-breed, but today, right now, he would do anything to keep this one safe and unharmed.

  “I can’t help what I am,” she muttered, with a petulant glare.

  And he couldn’t help but want her with every fiber of his being. His instincts were screaming at him to claim her already. He even opened his mouth to apologize and let her know he didn’t mean a thing he said. But Haze’s anger at her couth vibrated from the shadows; Gannon was surprised he hadn’t alerted the female to his presence with the pungent scent of his vehemence. The beta wanted to attack her for her impudence.

  Gannon never let anyone treat him with so little respect. The ones who’d tried were now dead. Knowing he needed to do something before Haze acted, he rushed to the cage, causing the female inside to gasp.

  She began to back away, but he snaked his arm between the bars and caught her by the throat, cradling her tender neck with care but making sure to hold just tight enough that she couldn’t escape.

  “Little human should know better than to talk back to me,” he cautioned, praying she didn’t try it again. He wouldn’t hurt her. Couldn’t hurt her. But to convince Haze that she meant nothing to him, he’d have to scare her. Which he loathed doing.

  Her fear slammed through her, beating through her veins until it pounded against his palm through the rapidly-beating pulse in her throat.

  “Just…let me go.” Her teeth began to chatter. “You don’t want me here. I can see the hate in your eyes, smell it seeping from your skin. Let me go.”

  It wasn’t hate for her; it was hate for this entire hopeless situation. Hate for Haze for making him do this.

  He glanced toward the shadowed area where he knew his beta watched. “And what would I get in return for doing you such a service, half-breed?”

  “I…” Obviously befuddled by his question, she shook her head. “I don’t know. I…I’d give you anything. Money?”

  He snorted to conceal a laugh. But, really? “I have no need for your human money. I don’t associate with those pathetic homo sapiens. Or their traditions and forms of bartering.”

  “But…but…there must be something I have to barter.”

  “Yes,” he said, before he could stop himself. His gaze dropped to her body which she was having trouble concealing. Mind going blank as testosterone flooded his senses, he forgot about everything but the luscious woman before him. “I believe you do have something to barter.”

  Chapter Four

  Brynn couldn’t believe this was happening. How could she have been so stupid to let herself get caught by one of these monsters?

  She well remembered what the Mahlikari alpha had done to his own daughter years ago when she was young. She didn’t want to know what this one would do to her...and he didn’t even have familial ties holding him back.

  “Wha...what do you want me to do?”

  “What do I want?” He eased closer, letting go of his hold on her neck only to barely graze the backs his fingers along the side of her throat. His golden eyes intent and direct, he said, “I want you to take me into your mouth and suck the cream from my loins.”

  God damn it. Horny fucking males. Didn’t matter if a guy was human, jaguar, or a freak pure-blooded wolf. They all wanted their wicks sucked.

  “Okay, fine,” she muttered, with a bitter, relenting sigh.

  She’d done far worse with men far more hideous than him, men who hadn’t even turned her on. At least wit
h this dude, she wouldn’t hate the act itself. Her mouth was already watering to taste him. There was just something about the guy that appealed to her...even if he was the enemy. Besides, she could so brag to her girlfriends about how she’d gone down on a Mahlikari wolf...and survived...if she did indeed survive this.

  “If you’ll let me out of this cage, I’ll give you a stupid blowjob.”

  His eyes flared as if he couldn’t believe she’d just said that.

  Then his tiny little loincloth tented. Watching and knowing exactly how big he must be affected her a little too strongly. Her nipples beaded, and her pussy grew moist. She growled at her inner slut, telling that bitch to shut up. But the freaking jaguar in her recognized his strength and power and went into immediate heat, wanting to do so much more than give him a measly B.J.

  If he wasn’t the alpha, he had to be high ranking within his pack. He oozed authority and reeked of control. That turned her on like nothing else. He could dominate her, fuck her into a sensual submission. And, oh God, it had been way too long since she’d been good and properly fucked.

  When he pressed the front of his body against the cage and wrapped his fingers around two of the rungs, she felt suddenly vividly alive. She couldn’t believe how much she actually wanted to do this.

  A flash of a vulnerability flickered in his golden gaze, begging her to take care with him. She couldn’t understand her own craving, but she wanted to oblige. She wanted to pamper him silly and looked forward to taking him into her mouth as she scooted closer on her hands and knees. He let out a breath and began to pant heavily as he pressed his forehead to the cage and watched her from unblinking eyes.

  Brynn knew she’d lost her mind when she eagerly reached for his miniscule loincloth bulging at her from between the cage rungs and gently slid it out of her way. She should be grabbing his junk with a rough grip and threatening to rip his dick off if he didn’t unlock her immediately. But her tongue was too eager to taste him. And when his unrestricted cock sprang toward her, her body reacted. Not only did she want to feel it between her lips, she wanted it between her legs, pumping hard and fast inside her.

  Uniting them.

  Jesus, where had that thought come from?

  He groaned and his nostrils flared. Damn, she’d forgotten to mask the scent of her arousal. Shit, shit, shit. She’d been around human males for far too long. Now the bastard kidnapper knew just how desperately she wanted him. He could use that against her.

  But instead of demanding more sexual deeds, he closed his eyes, his breathing growing even more erratic. And his freaking enormous dick stretched longer. She appreciated his restraint, because she had a bad feeling she would’ve willingly fucked him all night long if he had commanded it. His allure was that disturbingly powerful.

  She wrapped her palm around his hot cock and pumped him from base to tip a few times just to watch the powerful muscle jerk under her fingers. The warm, hard, velvet of him made her mouth water some more. Her jaws ached to clench around him. He growled out his pleasure and the sound was so freaking hot, she moaned too.

  “Suck me in,” he demanded, opening his lashes to watch her. She obeyed without pause. Her mouth opened as she dipped her head. He was all things ecstasy against her tongue, and when her lips locked around him, she had to close her eyes against the perfection of it.

  He moaned and his cock vibrated against her teeth. Too curious to leave it alone, Brynn opened her eyes to watch his face fill with carnal hunger as she cupped his nut sack and gently massaged his balls. He was motionless, watching her, his skin glazed with sweat, and his golden gaze constant on hers. She took him deeper, sucking and opening her throat to accept as much of him as her mouth would allow.

  Another choked sound exited his throat. He gritted his teeth and bucked his hips against the cage, but she couldn’t take anymore because the rungs were in her way. As if realizing the problem, he whimpered and then shuddered as if he couldn’t wait for her sweet torment anyway.

  She began to pull back slowly, letting her tongue slip across the tip of his head, making him growl again. Then she sucked him in again. Deeper.

  In the back of her mind, the civil, human side of herself told her this was wrong. He was her abductor. He was a complete stranger. He was an absolute pure blood, one of the enemies. She should be biting down now and refusing to let go until he opened the damn cage. But she didn’t want to stop pleasuring him, didn’t want to alter that craving she saw in his expression. No one had ever looked at her like that before, as if she were his everything.

  His lashes fluttered and his gaze went glassy and unfocused. Sweat trailed down his temple, but he kept staring at her, watching her mouth taking him in and then pulling off.

  Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard and her fingers ached to feel more of him, to know as much about his body as possible. Before she told herself not to, she reached out, slipping her hands through the gap in the bars and touched his thighs. The thick cord of muscles under her fingers jerked as if startled, but the shaft in her mouth spiked longer down her throat, telling her he liked the contact. So she stroked the toned sides of his legs.

  Growling out words she didn’t understand, he slapped his hips forward, banging them against the rungs of the cage. Loving the power she wielded over him, how she made him lose his control because he wanted her so much, Brynn slid her fingers around the backs of his legs to grip the firm globes of his ass. When they flexed under her palms, she gave them a squeeze.

  In response, he roared out his release and spurted in her mouth, a thick warm jet of cream coating her tongue. Unprepared for the flavor of his cum, Brynn’s gasped and her eyes shot open wide. He tasted...Jesus, he tasted good, as if his semen had been created for her taste buds alone. Musty, yet salty with a kick of sweetness that had her swallowing and sucking deeply, trying to wring every last drop from him, she took him even deeper down her throat.

  The way he tasted, the sounds of pleasure and torture he made, the solid, smooth warmth of his ass under her hands had her body going into such a sensitive state that she could almost orgasm right along with him. Meeting his gaze as he continued to spray into her mouth, she released one of his butt cheeks so she could reach down between her legs and press her own fingers against her clit.

  Lightning flashed behind her eyes as she immediately came, so turned on it only took that one nudge. His eyes flared as he watched. Her hips jerked from the convulsions that claimed her and the cock in her mouth pulsed harder.

  By the time her body settled, he’d come twice. Now he looked drained. As she released his softening penis from between her lips, his knees loosened. He sank down in front of her until they were eye level on either side of the cage.

  He looked stunned, and fascinated, and completely enthralled by her.

  “And you don’t even know who I am,” he murmured as if talking to himself.

  “Who are you?” she asked, lifting her hand so she could cup his face. She wanted to be gentle with him; yet she had no idea why.

  But before he could answer, another male spoke from behind her. “By damn,” the voice said. “Make it suck me off too, Gannon.”

  Chapter Five

  As his mate screeched out a sound of startled surprise, Gannon jerked his face up. Shit. He’d completely forgotten his beta was here and that’s why he’d had to play this game with her to begin with.

  But he’d never expected her to readily agree to the blowjob. He thought she’d tell him to fuck off and he have to exchange more insults with her. But when she’d said yes, he’d been drawn closer. He’d wrapped his fingers around the bars to keep from reaching for her. When she’d actually looked excited about taking him into her mouth, he’d told her to continue.

  And by God, she had.

  When she saw his beta, her human skin flickered to her fur to cover her nakedness but she couldn’t complete the change. She must still hurt, which made him feel like shit for having her do what she’d just done.

  Taking
his frustrations out on the wolf who’d made him start this in the first place, he snarled at Haze. “Get out. Now. Before I snap your neck.”

  Haze blinked, clearly surprised by the command, but he nodded his respect and hurried from the cave, sending one last lusty glance at the female before he fled.

  Gannon turned back to apologize for the voyeur. But after she’d agreed to take him into her mouth, he’d forgotten about the spying eyes, forgotten he was treating her this way purely so Haze wouldn’t know who she was to him, forgotten everything but her and her amazing mouth.

  She didn’t give him a chance to beg her forgiveness though.

  “There.” She glared at him as she wiped at her lips, appearing repulsed by what she’d just done. “You got your dick sucked. Now let me out.”

  He knew he should free her and explain everything. There was much he wanted to tell her. But his body was still thrumming from the pleasure she’d just wrung from him. And he liked meeting the challenge in her gaze by telling her no. So he found himself saying, “I want more first,” and more, and more, and more.

  No sexual experience he’d ever had with any of the she-wolves in his pack had been as good as what she’d just done with him.

  Crossing her arms over her chest, she snorted. “Of course you do. Typical male. Give ‘em what they want, and they still demand more.”

  He wasn’t used to anyone not immediately jumping to do his bidding. But he liked her defiance, her vigor. “But this time,” he went on, with a small knowing smile. “I want to lick you.” He pointed at that enticing patch of dark fuzz between her legs. “Right there.”

  Her knees wobbled a second. Then she backed up and rested her bare spine against the back wall of her cage. Her arousal flooded the room, making his cock twitch back to life. “Umm...” She breathed out a loud, steadying breath. “Okay. I guess. If you want to.” Then she gave a small, tremulous smile. “You do kind of owe me one.”

  He nodded. “Yes, I do.”