Wolf Pack Complete Series : Mate (Silver Mountain Wolf Pack), Alpha Bait (Russian Wolf Pack One) and Wild (Russian Wolf Pack Two)

by Zoe Perdita

  “Two,” Alex said, his heart fluttering in his chest when the man glanced at him. West didn’t have any of Timothy’s delicate beauty, but he was still more attractive than he had a right to be. Shit! He shouldn’t think about the new stupid wolf like that!

  A moment later a harried looking Gunner rushed out of the kitchen with a stacked pile of aluminum catering boxes in his arms. He promptly set them on the table and wiped his brow.

  “Our little one made these for you. The instructions are on the box- I trust you can turn on an oven?”

  Frowning, Alex glanced at the boxes then up at his pack mate. Right. Now they were too busy to even cook for him properly!

  “Fine. It’s better than waiting around here forever,” he grumbled and stood up. Then he glanced at West. “If you want to eat you’ll carry those.”

  The new beta shrugged. “I am stronger than I look.”

  With one last glance toward the kitchens, Alex stalked back outside. Was Timothy trying to hide from West or was he really that busy? The beta would have to find out later.

  The drive up the mountain seemed to take longer than usual- a heavy silence settling over them as the tantalizing scent of meat, spices and potatoes filled the car. Thankfully, West stopped whistled and only glanced at Alex sparingly.

  The beta’s hands were slick with sweat when he finally pulled up in front of their home. What the hell was he nervous about? Eating their stupid dinner alone with this new wolf?

  West whistled as they walked inside, practically craning his neck as he struggled to see everything at once. Alex wanted to make a crude remark, but he’d been just as amazed by the size of the lodge when he first moved in. His pack had lived in a couple of 1950s tract homes in Sandpoint, and he knew Timothy and West grew up living in trailers. The lodge was practically a mansion compared to that.

  “I guess I picked the right pack!” he said and plopped his bag down on the floor.

  Alex snorted. “What other pack would take you in?”

  “Well, it was between Kellogg and Missoula, but you guys were closer. Need some help with that?” he asked and stepped up behind the beta.

  Alex tensed, the heat of West’s body radiating onto his own. A shiver traversed up his spine at the proximity. What the hell was wrong with him?

  “I think I can turn on an oven,” Alex spat and set the temperature to 400 degrees before he opened the doors. Good thing they had dual ovens. Only two of the aluminum catering sheets fit in each one.

  Once the food was cooking and the timer had been set, West raised an eyebrow. “You going to give me the grand tour, pretty boy?”

  Alex moved before his mind could reason with his body- a mixture of hunger and anger overtaking him in a manner of seconds. He slammed West back into the wall, and the new wolf coughed.

  “I kept my temper in check while we were in public, but now that you’re in my territory you’re going to follow my rules, got it?” he barked.

  West raised an eyebrow, the muscles in his chest tense against Alex’s forearms. “Your territory? Funny. You don’t smell like an alpha.”

  Blood pounded in Alex’s ears and his hands trembled as he moved his grip from West’s T-shirt to the man’s pale neck. He squeezed, just enough so breathing would be difficult. “When we’re alone I out rank you. I don’t see any other alpha’s around, do you?”

  The beta wolves stared into each other’s eyes, West’s heart slamming against Alex’s body like the steady beat of a drum. Why the hell didn’t the new wolf at least look frightened? He just slowly smiled, and Alex noticed little spots of amber in the man’s brown eyes. They seemed to catch the light and reflect it back, like sparks of gold in a river.

  “If you’re finished,” West choked, his lips still turned up into a smirk.

  Alex glared and loosened his grip nonetheless. Then the other wolf punched him in the stomach. All the air burst out of the beta’s lungs in one fell swoop, and he doubled over at the crippling pain in his abdomen. Shit!

  Above him, West chuckled. “I told you I was stronger than I look,” he said and grabbed a fistful of Alex’s chocolate brown hair and yanked his head up.

  The beta wolf tried to keep his face neutral even through the burning pain in his scalp and his gasps for breath. West was going to pay for this!

  A long finger trailed down Alex’s cheek and over his full lips. The other beta’s eyes took on a whole new sheen, the electric spark of his skin exciting Alex in a way he’d never know. What the hell? How could this stupid bastard turn him on?

  Gathering all his strength, the beta wolf shoved West back- slamming him into the wall with a force that cracked the drywall. Little bits of paint rained on their heads.

  West coughed, but he didn’t relinquish his hold of Alex’s hair. Instead his grip tightened. “Do you really want to do this? Giving in would be so much easier for you!” he growled.

  Alex trembled, torn between outright rage and unquenchable desire. Whatever the consequences were he’d happily take them to put this bastard in his place for good. Forcing the cocky asshole to submit would work just fine.

  “Oh, I’m sure,” Alex barked and swung his fist up, catching West in the jaw.

  The man’s head snapped to the side, and he slowly rubbed the red mark on his cheek. “If you say so.”

  Growling and hunched, Alex pulled another punch, but West ducked just in time. The beta’s fist went through the wall.

  The other wolf laughed like he was having the time of his life. “Don’t think the alphas will like that!”

  Alex yanked his fist free, ready to pummel the bastard into pile of unrecognizable pulp when West shifted. The change was almost instantaneous. One moment he was a tall, redheaded man and the next he was a huge rusty wolf with bared fangs.

  The beta willed his own body to change, but West leaped on him first. Wolf musk and coarse fur engulfed him- jaws clamping on Alex’s arms as he fought to get the beast off.

  Then, Alex’s wolf form took over and West jumped back. The two betas circled each other, moving wide to avoid the kitchen table and chairs. Alex’s chocolate brown fur bristled on his back.

  His stomach, head and arms all ached from the bastard’s attacks. How the hell was he supposed to explain all this to Holden and Jake? Well, it was their own fault. They trusted this asshole before they ever met him!

  Suddenly, West lunged at him right across the table, sliding on the slick wooden surface until he barreled right into Alex and knocked the beta wolf from his feet. Snapping and growling at each other’s faces, hearts pounding hard, the rusty wolf suddenly shifted back into a man.

  “I caught you, pretty boy,” he said.

  Alex grumbled and huffed, but shifted back into a human as well. He could still best West. He wasn’t going to give into the asshole like this!

  Smiling, West grabbed Alex’s wrists and forced them above his head. The naked heat of their bodies pressed against each other- their clothes little more than useless rags on the floor. Staring into the other wolf’s eyes, the beta couldn’t deny the aching stiffness between his legs or West’s own iron clad cock digging into his thigh.

  “I smelled you right off. That delicious scent of yours is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I bet you taste just as sweet,” West said and licked Alex’s full lips.

  Glaring, the beta wolf fought not to respond, but West’s tongue seared across his skin and begged him to open his mouth and let it in. No! He’d gotten hard when Jake dominated him- and that didn’t mean anything. This didn’t either!

  He squirmed under the redheaded man, but that just made their sweat slick bodies glide against each other- his awakened member rubbing on West’s corded thigh. Fuck! Alex yanked his hands, trying to free himself from the other wolf’s grasp.

  “It’s cute how you think you’re going to get away.”

  “Fuck you!” Alex spat and nipped at the man’s pinkish lips.

  West growled in response, and soon Alex’s bite turned into a deep
and long kiss. Their tongues burned as they met, their lips melting against each other as electric intensity traveled from Alex’s head all the way to his toes. Fuck! Why did kissing this bastard feel so good?

  “That’s the idea,” West whispered against Alex’s pouting lips as he pulled back.

  The beta wolf took the opportunity and head-butted West right in the nose. The man’s grip loosened, and Alex scurried out from under him.

  The other wolf yelped and grabbed his face, but no blood poured through his fingers. Good. Breaking his nose would only make things worse. They were just about the same height possessed similar builds- slim but finely toned- so he should be able to overpower the other beta just fine.

  “That hurt!” West said and his eyes watered as he glanced up at Alex. “You think that gave you the upper hand, pretty boy? You don’t know how badly you want it.”

  Shit! It was like everything that bastard said burrowed into Alex’s brain and drove him fucking crazy! Just being around the man- his musky fragrance, those expressive brown eyes and his pale electric skin, made the beta’s whole body react with undeniable lust. Then he spoke and rage flooded Alex’s veins instead.

  “I’m not going to be the one getting it,” he growled and grabbed West by the feet. Once he got the bastard on his stomach he could show the other beta who the dominant one was once and for all!

  The redhead gave Alex a bemused smile right before he kicked. The wolf’s powerful foot connected right with Alex’s thigh and stomach.

  Coughing, the beta staggered back into the wall and doubled over, gasping for breath the second time that night.

  Deliberate footsteps approached, and Alex looked up just as West arrived. A bruise was already forming on the man’s jaw and he’d no doubt have a swollen nose too, but still he smirked.

  Alex bolted into him, but strong arms, their muscles tight with tension, gripped his body and spun him around, pushing him face first into the wall. The beta coughed, willing air to fill his lungs as he struggled against the man’s powerful grip.

  West’s flesh smoldered as he pressed his body into Alex’s and yanked the beta’s hands roughly behind his back until he whimpered.

  “Are you going to be a good boy now? I’d like to get it over with before the food burns.”

  Frantically, Alex glanced at the kitchen. How had it only been ten minutes since they put the tins in the oven? Shit. He needed to get the fuck away from West before the other wolf claimed him!

  Teeth nipped as his neck and the hot length of West’s cock slipped between Alex’s thighs, slick with pre-come.

  “Get the fuck off me!” he growled and rammed into the man with all his strength.

  West didn’t budge. His overwhelming presence scorched Alex’s flesh and set fire to the blood in his veins. The beta’s cock pounded with painful expectancy. Shit! No! He didn’t want this asshole to fuck him- it should be the other way around!

  Lips burned a trail across Alex’s neck, and the beta bit his bottom lip to keep from moaning. He wouldn’t give West the satisfaction!

  Slowly, the wolf released one of Alex’s hands and groped the beta’s bruised stomach. His long fingers dug into the tight flesh, awakening hungry nerves with every touch. Then they connected with Alex’s pert nipples, pinching and twisting the nubs with painful delight.

  The beta took a sharp breath, unable to help himself. No one ever touched him like that- made him feel that alive. He gasped, inhaling air sharply between his clenched teeth.

  After one last twist, West’s hand traversed lower. They brushed and slipped against Alex’s feverish flesh, raising goose bumps in their wake. The beta became distinctly aware of every nerve in his body- the roughness of the wall on his cheek, the pounding length buried between his legs and hot breath blowing across his neck.

  Finally, West ran the tip of one digit down Alex’s shaft. The sudden contact made the beta jolt- a passionate ache throbbing in his stomach and balls. His whole body begging for release.

  “Oh, do you like this?” West whispered in his ear.

  Alex bit his tongue. No matter what he said the other wolf would probably twist it around anyways.

  West chuckled and wrapped his hand around Alex’s cock. His fingers rubbed the weeping head as he gently but deliberately stroked the meaty shaft.

  “Moan for me, pretty boy,” West urged and slipped his cock in and out of the crevice between Alex’s thighs.

  The beta squeezed his eyes shut and pursed his lips. No way in hell would he make a sound. Not for West. He was a dominant wolf- not some submissive! But each jerk sent ripples of need over his body. Fuck he wanted some release!

  Then West spread Alex’s cheeks, his other hand tickling the beta’s rosebud with delightful jabs. Without meaning to, Alex whimpered. Shit!

  “I’m going to fuck you. If you want me to use lube, you’d better convince me,” the redhead said as he nibbled Alex’s earlobe.

  “What?” the beta said- his mind swimming with pleasure to the point it was difficult to think. Everything that happened that day seemed like part of a dream, not his reality.

  Searing pain burst to life on Alex’s ass as West’s fat head pressed into his tight hole. “Lube or not?”

  “Yes!” Alex gasped. Shit! He’d never felt so helpless in his whole life. Every time he tried to move the other wolf held him still. How was the fucker this strong?

  West backed up for just a moment, and Alex shot out of his grasp. The chill air flowed over his body, almost knocking the wind out of him. The beta paid it no mind as he rushed into the kitchen. Get away from West and get the upper ground. He still needed to do that. Still needed to prove he was the dominant one.

  The man careened into him from behind, knocking Alex painfully into the counter. West forced the beta’s face into the smooth, cool granite and spread his thighs wide with a knee.

  “Good boy. Oil will work,” he said with a kind of exuberance Alex didn’t expect.

  Sweat formed on the beta’s back and he struggled against West’s grip. Kicking back he caught nothing but air. His whole body trembled as his mind struggled to deal with the very real possibility that West was claiming him. Fuck!

  He needed to think. Get the upper hand. Beat the bastard at his own game!

  Then a slick finger nudged inside and the world dimmed to nothing but the ache in his cock and the passion dancing across his flesh. Pushing past the achingly tight entrance the pleasure burned. Each slow thrust connected with a pile of nerves buried inside him- tickling and probing until Alex was sure he was about to come at any moment.

  Another finger slipped inside, stretching and scissoring with increasing fervor.

  “You like getting finger fucked, don’t you?” West asked in a voice husky with sex.

  Alex let out a strangled cry, his ass begging for something thicker to fill him up. No! That’s not what he really wanted at all!

  Lips pressed into the tense flesh on his back, and West slid in a third finger, swirling them in slow circles. Even with the beta’s heart slamming in his chest, his body still relaxed with each stroke, each stabbing entrance. What was he doing? Why did he give in like this?

  “Oh, I think you’re ready,” the redhead said and the thick head of his member nudged into Alex’s hole.

  “Wait!” he cried just as West forced his cock inside with one powerful thrust. The throbbing heat filled the beta wolf to the brim, pounding inside of him like a ticking time bomb. He hardly even recognized the agonized squeak that escaped his lips. He’d never made a sound like that in his entire life!

  “You’re amazing,” West breathed as he pulled out and shoved back in. His fingers loosened their grip on Alex’s hair and dug into the beta’s slender hips instead.

  Jolts of desire shot through his body like lightning. Each trust exciting his oversensitive nerves- claiming him in lust. Alex’s vision blurred as the torturous pleasure drowned him. He could no longer focus on his thoughts, only the hunger for release devouring his
body.

  West grunted as their musky scents mingled together with the cooking meat and potatoes. Each breathy sound raised goose bumps across the beta’s flesh. He tried to keep quiet, but the moans and gasp slipped out of his throat without his consent.

  Alex clawed at the countertop, and the other wolf ran his talented fingers over the beta’s needy nipples, tweaking them. The beta’s eager skin accepted the touch, melting into it, relishing in each delightful tweak. Why did he like this? He shouldn’t like this!

  Then West’s hand gripped the base of Alex’s painfully hard cock, squeezing it.

  “Do you want to come?” West asked and thrust.

  Hot desire clouded Alex’s mind. No matter how badly he wanted to tell the other wolf to fuck off he couldn’t.

  “Yes,” he whimpered, his voice thick with lust.

  “Tell me you want to come. Beg for it, pretty boy.”

  A shameful blush rose to Alex’s cheek. Now the asshole wanted him to beg? But his balls ached like they were going to explode at any moment. And each trust drowned him deeper and deeper into the unrelenting ocean of scorching desire. He was too far gone. His pride, his ego- everything lay in shreds on the floor all because of the new beta.

  “Well? Are you going to beg?”

  Alex squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his face into the countertop to cool his feverish skin. “Yes,” he mumbled. “Please. Let me come.”

  West pressed his lips to Alex’s back and smiled. “Say my name,” he groaned.

  “West, please let me come,” the beta said, his jaw clenched.

  Slick heat slammed into him, but the hand on his cock also moved. Each stroke in perfect time with West’s thrusts. Alex tried to be quiet, to keep his mouth clamped shut, but the shuddering indulgence swallowed him whole. His body and mind disappeared until nothing was left but the pounding of their two bodies- this unworldly gratification consuming them both.

  Suddenly, burning fluid filled Alex’s ass, and West moaned and peppered his back with kisses. Then he stroked the beta’s hungry cock faster, again and again until the desire overwhelmed him.

  Alex arched his back into the other man, his body twitching as satisfaction rolled over him with a shocking intensity. His heart beat so hard he was sure it was about to explode. Each breath burned his lungs, like he’d run a marathon.