The Complete Bad Boy Series (5 in 1): Best Billionaire Romance Collection (Bad Boy Billionaire Stepbrother Romance Paranormal Series)

by Wallace, Brenda

  “Thank you, Steve.”

  “And I-I just want to fuck you.” She wasn’t shocked in the least until he reached down and unzipped his pants then pulled out his hard cock. “Can y-you just get down on your knees.”

  She didn’t want to rob the man of his dignity in his inebriated state. He probably had no idea where he was or what he was doing. She knew for certain he was blacked out just by the glazed look in his eyes, but it still scared the crap out of her, so she put her hand on his shoulder and went to run him around and walk him to a bench so she could call a cab, but he ripped himself away from her and slammed his fist into her jaw and just started wailing on her. “You bitch! I’ll kill you! I’ll fucking kill you.” She got up and tried to run, but he pulled her down and picked up a brick to bash it into her head.

  As soon as it was in the air, and her life flashed in front of her, teeth flashed, and he fell back onto the pavement. She caught a glimpse of yellow eyes, and then a shadow descending into the forest just past the gravel lot. She didn’t know what to do, but she knew she had to get back to her shift. She didn’t feel like it. She slipped back into an old habit. She walked over to her car and reached in the glove compartment to pull out a cigarette. She kept them there for moments like these when she knew that she wouldn’t be able to handle herself. She felt dizzy with that first puff like she was in high school taking their first toke, but she also felt better.

  She opened the driver door and took a seat. She didn’t know how to handle this, but she had to. She had no reference point. She saw a man die. His body wasn’t very far from where she was sitting. She just stared at the gravel and waited. For what? She didn’t know, but she knew that she was waiting. It didn’t even register in her brain that something had done that to him.

  She heard footsteps 0n the gravel. She didn’t know what they were when she first heard them. The lack of oxygen had fried her brain so badly, she barely registered the fact that somebody was tugging her up by the arm, but when she saw that face with the dark eyes and hair, with a single strand falling over his forehead, she gasped. He was so beautiful, and his gaze could see right through her.

  “Let’s go. You’re in trouble.” He picked her up and put her in the passenger seat then took her keys and drove onto the highway.

  “What are you doing!?” He didn’t even look her way when she started screaming. “Where are you taking me?”

  “Shut up. I saved you from a murder investigation, in which you most certainly would’ve been implicated, and danger you could hardly imagine, and now you’re screaming at me. Enjoy the ride and be glad to be alive right now.” His skin looked white underneath the full moon, but he was a soft coffee and cream color.

  “What do you mean danger?” She stared into his eyes and realized just how similar they were to the eyes she saw when that thing killed Steve. His hand grazed hers, and there was a shock, like a pulse of energy surging between them. She almost jumped.

  “There are people who want to hurt you. You need to come with me, or you will die.”

  “Why?”

  “You’ll understand. This has to be done when you can really sit down and talk with me. I have to focus on driving.” She could see that he had to weave through traffic, dodging cars, tailgating and basically using L.A. driving tactics. He kept checking the mirrors to see if anything was following him.

  Chapter Two: Serenity

  About halfway through their trip, which took well into the evening, they changed cars. There was a black SUV at a rest stop. The man, who still hadn’t given her his name, told her that her car would be returned to her house so she would be able to get it later on.

  They made their way north into the forests of northern California and ended up in a tiny cabin somewhere in the mountains. At first she didn’t know what to think, but she began to feel safe with the man. She didn’t know what it was, but she felt like he would protect her. He wasn’t crazy. He was totally lucid and free of eccentricities. He was well dressed. His clothes were clean. He wore a black t-shirt and tight blue jeans, which were simple but good looking. He wasn’t a fashionable man. Everything about him was purposeful and meticulous. His every movement seemed planned out, fast but also extremely careful. It was strange to see somebody with such obvious prowess.

  When they got to the cabin, she was shocked. She knew that she would be alone with this man, in the middle of nowhere, but nothing inside of her raised an alarm. He opened the door and got out, clearly checking the area, while also still giving her time to catch her bearings. She stretched her legs, even though she was exhausted, and took in her surroundings. The wind was blowing softly through the trees. The air was cool and felt like a soft wave over a beach. It wasn’t him that was bothering her, but there was a thorn that felt like it was stabbing into her side, and she had to pull it out and look at it.

  She walked over to him. He was standing next to the tree line with his phone out, trying to text somebody.

  “So, if we’re going to be here--I assume together--then at least tell me your name.”

  “I’m Luke.” He kept his back to her as if he couldn’t face her.

  “Luke, I need to know what’s going on.” She was taken from her job, which she’d inevitably lost, and into some unknown wilderness by a strange abductor.

  “Let’s go inside,” he took her into the cabin and lit a lantern. There was no electricity, but at least it provided enough light and a little bit of heat. The room was simple. There was a door leading to a water closet, a simple fireplace, a little table and a bunk. There was only one bed. She sat down on it, and they met eyes. He seemed upset, and she didn’t like that. She wanted to know what was bothering him. What she really wanted to do was pick his brain. He hadn’t said much this whole time.

  “Are you going to explain?” He leaped on top of her, and his warm breath was starting to envelop her in a cloud of passion. Her body was screaming to be touched, and he was more than willing to satisfy that urge. He started by slowly moving his hand down her neck and onto her waist. Their eyes were locked, and if she didn’t delve into their secrets, she was going to scream. Instead, his big lips slowly touched hers, and then his tongue enter her mouth. Their breath matched pace as he discovered every tiny crevice. He bit her lips and growled. His teeth moved along her neck, and he nibbled her earlobe softly.

  Her voice broke as she let out a soft cry then he nibbled his way down her chest and over her breasts. When he finally reached her nipple, the wet throbbing sensation between her thighs was more than she thought she could bear, until his hands reached down, and he sat up and pulled off her shirt. He reached back and whipped off her bra in one fell swoop then admired her large breasts. His fingers ran along the nipples, like tiny shocks, and she could feel her sanctum ready to send out an explosion that would send her writhing, filling her with pleasure. He pinched them, and she screamed. She was going to explode, and she hadn’t even been touched yet. He pulled off his shirt, and she ran her fingers through his soft furry chest hair then latched onto his back as his hips pulsed, almost instinctively.

  “I want you. Is that OK?” His soft deep voice ripped through the air, and she felt so enchanted by this man who would ask her while they were in the throes of passion. He respected her in a way that few men had ever done. They had always taken, and he was asking her if she could give. That meant so much to her. She was shocked.

  She slammed her pelvis against his and said, “I want you.” He instantly pulled her pants off with a flick of his wrist. He pulled his zipper down, and she saw his massive cock jumping up and down.

  “You want this, huh?” He was stroking it slowly, allowing her to savor every movement like candy. “You want me to fuck you, huh?” His cock was moving up and down her thigh, as his hand moved across her breasts and slowly around the outline of her nipples. Her voice shook, and the fire between her legs was burning brighter, bursting into a passionate blaze that was once again threatening to overcome her.

  His cock moved
just a bit further up her thigh. She could barely take it. His fingers were running along her lips, and she could fee a tidal wave threatening to crash into the surface. His finger flicked the tip of her clit, and she exploded, pouring warm nectar out in waves, screaming as it pulsed through her, shocking her senses. Then his cock drilled inside of her and pushed to that spot instantly, causing her entire body to be filled with jolts of electricity. He thrust back and forth, driving himself through her relentlessly, sending her to places she never thought possible, pushing her further and further. All that existed was that one moment, where the world shook, their minds touch and they both exploded into a million pieces of sweet ecstasy.

  He collapsed on top of her, and his warm body became her shelter for the night.

  Chapter Three: Angels in the Sky

  When the light of the morning sun crept in through the thinly veiled curtain, she felt a soft smile pierce through her drowsy state. She was sheltered in his warm arms, and this mysterious creature was keeping her safe. Whoever he was, she knew that she couldn’t hate him for taking her away. She felt as though they had some sort of unspoken connection. He cared about her. She could tell by the way he was mindlessly rubbing his fingers along her chest, and he held her tighter when he felt her move. She stayed there, listening to his breathing and basking in his presence. She never felt so cherished before.

  Plenty of men had loved her, or at least they said they did, but she didn’t think they knew what that was. They wanted her, that was for certain, but love and desire were two completely different things, and they never learned how to distinguish them. He didn’t just want her; he cherished her. That much was apparent.

  He stirred softly, and she could feel her heart jump as his eyes fluttered open softly, and he smiled down at her. He was so sweet.

  “Good morning.” His voice was tender. He had seemed so quick, so harsh the night before until he found himself on top of her.

  “Good morning.”

  “Come on. There’s a good place for pancakes up the road.”

  “Great.” It would be nice to be served instead of having to serve people for a change.

  They made their way through the light traffic in what seemed to be the small town they had landed in. The morning had been so wonderful that she hated for the serenity to end, but there was still a thorn sticking in her side.

  They were almost to the pancake house. “Can’t you tell me what is going on?”

  He sighed. “People that are against my family want to take you and hurt you.”

  “Why?”

  He stopped for a moment and thought about it. It was clear that he was conflicted. “There are things that you don’t understand, Katie. Do you trust me?”

  “I think I do.” She was certain she did, and she knew that she felt safe with him no matter what.

  “How hungry are you?”

  “Not entirely. I think we could avoid getting something for a bit. Why?” He turned the car around as soon as he got a chance and led them down the highway to a small turn off and onto a concealed dirt road where he parked.

  He looked like he was going to cry. “I would never hurt you, Katie.”

  “You’re acting strange.”

  “I just need you to remember that. There are things in this world that you could never imagine.” She didn’t know what he meant by that, but he was starting to scare her. She could feel her heart beating. She wasn’t sure what was going on, but nothing scared her more than the possibility that whatever he had to show her might keep them apart. She went to grab his hand, and he pulled away.

  “Whatever it i--

  “Get out of the car.” He was furious. “Walk.” She followed him along a short trail that led through the woods. Then, all of a sudden, he stopped and looked at her. He ripped his shirt off, and she ran towards him. He stopped her then ripped his pants off and finally boxers. He standing in front of her as he was meant to be and all she wanted to do was run her hands over his body, but she couldn’t. He wouldn’t let her. She tried, but he pulled back. He stepped back as much as he could, and the sun was glaring down on him like a spotlight. It was far too weird; then it got weirder.

  It was as if a hole had been torn in space. It was almost imperceptible. The way things shifted and his body melded, and when it did, he was no longer standing in front of her. He was a wolf, as tall as she was with jet black fur and the same yellow eyes she saw before. He could see why he thought that it would scare her. He was a powerful beast. It looks like he could rip steel like it was paper. He hunched down a bit and whimpered. He wanted to know what she felt.

  She walked over to him, slowly at first, then she ran and kissed him on the head. His fur was so soft, like tiny strands of silk. It was strange for her to see the man that she knew she cared about deeply standing in front of her like this.

  He looked up and smiled, not with his face, but with his eyes in a way that only an animal could then he reached up and nuzzled her neck. Her heart jumped. She didn’t care what he was, she wanted to be with him.

  When a person sees things that shouldn’t exist, they react one of two ways, they either accept it fully and move on, or they freak out and try to cling to the way they think things should be. Katie was secure. It didn’t mean the Apocalypse was finally here, it meant that her understanding of the world was complete. That didn’t mean much. It just meant that she had more to learn. That was all.

  When he shifted back, he looked at her like she was more alien than he was. “Why aren’t you afraid?”

  “I don’t know. I feel safe with you. It crossed my mind that I should be, but I don’t feel like I’m going to run away in fear. It’s not like you’re about to kill me. I’d know.”

  “You are a strange creature, Katie.” He walked over to her. His fingers running through her hair sent shivers down her spine. He was tender, kind and gentle. She needed that. She looked down and saw his hard cock. She admired the way that his foreskin ran over the tip of his cock. It made it feel so inviting. She reached down to grab it, and he pulled back. “This turns you on?” He seemed disgusted with her.

  “No. You turn me on.” Her emphatic response sent him into a furious frenzy of lust. He grabbed her by the back and pulled her forward. His lips were a rapture of passion that locked onto her and pulled her in. Her head flew back and his body pressed against his.

  As his lips moved down, his breath ran over her, like sparks flying. His hand moved slowly down her body and found her warm, wet lips beneath her pants. His finger moved slowly along her lips, and she could feel her body pulsing, her insides throbbing, aching to be penetrated. He was on his knees and running his hand along his cock. Their eyes met, and he looked down at his massive bulge that was jumping up and down.

  “You wanna touch this?” She felt a swift motion like a crack of lightning that struck as soon as he pulled her panties down and shoved his finger inside her warm hole.

  “Oh god!” Her cries echoes throughout the forest like a crack of lighting and the warm fluid running down her legs was like rain drenching a dry desert. He ran his tongue up and lapped it up slowly with his eyes meeting hers.

  His hand was moving faster, and she was watching his cock hungrily and his finger moved faster and faster inside of her. It touched that place, and thunder shook her. She could feel the fiery explosion ready to burst through her. His hand moving up his cock made her feel like her body was pulsing to his movements. His thumb grazed her clit and she exploded violently, shaking from the force of it then he thrust his head in and lapped up her sweet nectar, licking around her clit and making her scream, “God, yes! Fuck me!”

  He shook his head and smiled saying, “No.”

  She wanted to slap him and shove his cock inside of her all at the same time. She had to have it. His tongue was digging further, running along the wall, pressing into her inner sanctum, past her temple and into her holiest of holies, sparking through her and rendering her helpless to his rapture pushing through her and shatter
ing her consciousness. She could feel her body convulsing and the pleasure taking over her reality. They were both writhing to the energy of their passion which moved around the air like electric energy. She was screaming, and his deep moans were pushing her further and further. They both erupted, screaming and wailing from the intense pleasure. She looked down and saw a fountain bursting from his cock and spreading his warm nectar all through the grass.

  She’d never felt something so amazing. She was mesmerized. He stood up and ran his finger along her spine tantalizingly. “Katie, I think I love you.” There it was. They both felt it. They didn’t know how it happened so soon, but both were experienced enough that they knew the difference.

  “I love you too, Luke.”

  Chapter Four: The Crone

  “So what are you?” They were sitting in the cabin, intertwined on a silky fur blanket.

  “I’m human, so far as I know. My kind change later on in adolescence. We’re a type of shapeshifter called werewolves. Other than your legends and the extremely detailed legends of the Native Americans, we don’t have much more reference than that.”

  “So you don’t know why you change?”

  “We call it magic.”

  She scoffed and looked at him. He was dead serious. “Magic? That’s ridiculous.”

  “In ancient times, people believed in it just like you believe in science. It’s not that ridiculous. Maybe it’s just a word for something you can’t explain.”

  “I guess it’s just not the word I would give it.” He looked down like he was a world away. He was watching the fire, but his head was somewhere else, and that bothered her. She didn’t like when he got like that, and it wasn’t the first time. Something was wrong. “Why are people after me?”

  “You’re not human. You’re a breeder. They want to use you to build their pack. We travel in packs.” He added the last part as though that were the part he should be explaining.