As he figured, her power play had her hot and bothered, and she readily accepted his offer. One more step into his clutches.
Chapter Twenty One
Lance lay naked on the bed feeling vulnerable and lustful. Lisa had hidden in the bathroom a few minutes ago, ostensibly to change, but it had been long enough for her to have finished. “Lisa,” he called out. Was he supposed to rush? Maybe he should have waited longer. This mate business wasn’t for the weak.
The door cracked open, and she peeked around it. “Are you ready?” she asked softly.
His cock sprung up as if she’d called it to her. “Um, raring to go too crude?”
She laughed and opened the door wider. “I’d say just right. I needed that. All of a sudden, I became nervous about my heritage, my family, being Latino—all of it.”
“Darling, if being an aswan didn’t bother me, having werewolf in your family isn’t.” Joseph could never have made up for the damage his betrayal cost. “You’re beautiful, strong, loving, and sexy as hell in that negligee,” he growled out as his wolf got over excited at seeing her rosy-brown nipples peeking through the lace.
He cleared his throat and said, “Er, sorry about the growl. I wasn’t trying to intimidate or anything. I, that is, it, I mean. You’re so sexy even my wolf wanted to let you know. I’m doing this badly.”
Her shy giggles and the touch on his arm eased some of the tension he felt. Who the hell growls at their mates when happy?
She placed a soft hand on his arm. “I understand. I feel the same primeval feelings toward you. Something very basic comes out when I’m around you. Tough, protective, yet loving and tender. Give me that, all of that as you make love to me.”
Her words unleashed something he didn’t know had been held hostage. He pulled her down, kissed her mouth while one hand rubbed her nubs through the lace of the negligee. The kiss ran wild, tongues dueling, hands grabbing at hair and clothing. Lance would never quite remember what the sexy thing looked like on her, only the part of her nipples...and he’d never know as he tore off the lace bit to get to them. Lisa must have felt the same as he was because she ripped his shirt down the back.
Their first time had been genteel, tentative, and a path of discovery. This time, he knew he could do it, that her love and lust were strong for him. There was no such fear on his part. He ravished her. His kisses moved down her neck, licking and sucking at parts, but always listening for her moans and breathy sounds that told him what she liked the best.
She explored his body, sometimes her fingernails dug in when she particularly liked where or how he touched her. Soon, she had both hands, claws dug in, and just whimpered. His fingers on her nipple had been replaced by his mouth after he’d removed the lace. He used that hand to stroke her clit with his thumb and inserted two fingers into her wet channel.
When she bucked under him, he flipped her to her knees. With one arm, he pulled her back so her ass was in the air and her head was down. His cock throbbed, and the skin on his head felt too tight. He needed release, and he needed it in her.
He pulled her butt cheeks apart, saw the glistening of her pussy, and lost the last bit of his control. With a loud groan, he surged into her. Then he leaned over, grabbed both of her boobs, and held on while he rode her. Hotter her pussy felt against his sensitized skin. Tighter and tighter, her orgasm spasmed around his cock.
When he felt her start to come down from her orgasm, he put one hand on her shoulder for traction, the other he reached around her and found the nubbin there. His hips thrust faster, humping and slapping against her. Relentless in his onslaught, he let out all the pent-up emotions from the last years and days out as he pistoned into her.
Her muscles grabbed his cock as it entered and exited, and he thought he’d burst right in half before she came again. He bit her neck as he thrust, and she finally squirted her juices all over him again. His release came in a long hot stream of cum as he spasmed against her. The smell of him on his mate as they pulled apart brought extreme satisfaction to his wolf side.
He turned her toward him and snuggled in. The human part of him was even more satisfied by her movements to snuggle into him. Whatever the future held, he’d fight tooth and nail to keep this feeling of contentment, sexual satisfaction, and love. More, he’d fight to the death to protect his mate.
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Lisa tried to catch her breath. Her dual nature had never been closer and so in tune. Her mate had just physically claimed her, body and soul. That bite on her shoulder had been a statement by his wolf, whether he understood it or not.
His claiming as he joined her had given her the highest orgasm of her life—the feelings stronger and more potent than she could have ever imagined. Her pussy throbbed from his mating and the aftermath of her orgasms.
She stretched lazily before cuddling into him. For a few minutes, they lay there, and contentment seeped into her being. Then Lance froze up, and she stilled her being, waiting for him. When he finally came out of the vision, he held her tight.
“What is it?” she whispered.
“I don’t know the people, but someone is going to get hurt badly, and soon. I can’t tell if it’s a literal or figurative vision. It involves the damn red haze I keep seeing around everybody.”
“Do you know where?”
“I just keep getting pictures of evergreens, mountains, and bears. That’s all.”
“That could be in like half the state. You can see mountains from all over.”
“It could be anywhere in the world that has mountains and evergreens. Since I don’t know the people, I can’t be certain it’s here.”
“How frustrating. It’s been like this all your life?”
“Yes. That one vision about the clinic was the clearest, most exact one I had, and some of that was still representative and not literal. Mostly, they are a combination. Trick is figuring out which is which.”
“What can we do?” How hard that must be for him. To see something bad is going to happen and yet not be able to know for sure any of the details.
“We wait, and hope I figure out the who or what in time.”
“In time for what?”
“In time to help save a life.”
Lisa hoped they could. Maybe together they would figure it out. Their biggest problem was staying away from those trying to kill them. But Nolan promised to get to the bottom of things, and what her ulfric said he’d do, he did. In the meantime, they had each other for protection and love, and that was more than either of them had had before.
Together, they could make it.
War of the Weres Series Terms:
Yakama: One of the Confederate Tribes in the Pacific Northwest
Were: Someone with the ability to change to something other than human.
Werewolf: Humanoid who changes to wolf
Lupa : Female alpha of the pack.
Alpha: Anyone who is strong or has a needed skillset (i.e. healer)
Ulfric: Male Alpha of the pack. There is only one within a pack (capitalized in direct address)
Lupin pack: Pack from the Yakama Nation Indian Reservation who have been absorbed into the Wahpawhat pack
Wahpawhat pack: Pack from the Yakama Nation Indian Reservation
Changed or Changing: Another word for shifting between animal and human forms
Elite guard: Someone with specialized training for protection within a pack. The group as a whole are title, Elite Guard
Werecats: Humanoid who changes to wolf
Werekind: All weres, also, can be used for those with were blood, whether or not they can change.
Shape-shift: Another word for shifting between animal and human forms.
Werebeasts: Derogatory word used for the feral, or wild weres not associated with a pack, clan, clowder, or other group of weres.
Seathe pack: Pack from the Seattle, Washington area.
Quinalt tribe: An Indian tribe in northwest Washington. Also have a pack.
True mate: One w
ho’s destined for another, and when combined, the weres’ gifts become stronger, and/or more powerful
Shadow: A “pack” of werejaguars and werepanthers. They have a queen and live farther apart than the wolves
Submissive: Someone with lesser strengths or skills than others in the pack. Mainly used for group hunting, or extra front line fighters.
Pard: A “pack” of lions and tigers
Aswan: Term used by Lupin and Wahpawhat pack for a “made” werewolf
Rhodopis: Term used by shadows from New Orleans and those whose roots are there for a “made” werepanther
Zeuapwua: A werepanther’s fertile mating time
Upevitida zeuapwua: A female werepanther’s fertile mating time as lined up with human and most likely to conceive at this point.
Shiiplá tawtanú: Term for Wahpawhat’s Washington Native American healers who are also protectors, that become of a higher order. The wind, trees, and water talks to them. Usually only happens after they’ve found their mate, then gets stronger.
Cró Cruinnithe na Clainne: International name for meetings between the multiple werewolf pack that the three highest families in each pack go to.
Biography
Leona Bushman goes by many names but the most common one is superhero. She earned this name from saving a kangaroo from a tree—and yes that is as hard as it sounds. The dragons taught their queen how to write, and Queen Leona hasn’t looked back. Even when her muse tries to muck things up.
She can be found goofing off, and loving dragons and other creatures of the supernatural at these places:
Twitter: @L_Bushman
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorLeonaBushman
Queen Leona writes mainly for Breathless Press, and the bulk of her books are found here:
http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=advanced_search_result&search_in_description=1&keyword=Leona+Bushman&x=0&y=0
This includes:
The Ulfric’s Mate*
Ravaged, Vol 1 ~ Barely There*
Rick Sexed Up the Doc ~ Naughty Nursery Rhyme
The Captain’s Christmas ~ Cyber
Crimson, Vol 1 ~ Daryn’s Slayer *My story is a historical vamp/wolf story
Serviced, Vol 1 ~ Over A Dead Body
The Midwife’s Moon*
*Denotes The War of the Weres series
Coming soon from Breathless Press:
Down on the Farm, Vol 1 ~ The Lion, the Witch, and the Faeries
Slow Burn ~Dead Man Walking special
Ravaged, Vol 2
The Midwife's Moon Page 17
