His nails dug into his palms as he inhaled her intoxicating scent. His whole body was on fire, aching and roaring to be inside her. He wanted to sink himself into her and lose his seed deep inside her. And he wanted to keep fucking her, in every way, in every position, until the sun set and rose again. He wanted to take her hard, mark her hard, and hear her scream his name when she came.
With a roar, he ripped her bra from her body and covered one creamy breast with his mouth. Her gasps turned to moans as he sucked hungrily at her nipple, pulling and nipping it between his teeth. As he licked the stiff, dark peak, he kneaded and caressed her other breast, making her groan and writhe with pleasure. She arched her back when he circled her erect nipple with his tongue, and blew gently on the wet, hard bud.
“Oh, Declan...” she panted, rolling her hips.
He put a hand between her legs and she ground against his palm, desperate for release. He could scent his female's boiling need, and see the burning desire in her eyes. She was begging him with her eyes, but she was too proud, or too modest, to articulate her need. She was playful and bold when she saw that she could tease him to the edge of his sanity. Somehow she knew that he would hold on to his control. She had that much faith in him. But now that she was in the painful grip of her own lust, she was too shy to tell him what she wanted.
He would give her anything she wanted. Anything and everything.
He unzipped her jeans, and her eyes widened. She bit her quivering lip and let out a strangled sound. Her raging desire frightened her and excited her. She wanted him, but she was afraid. Declan felt her hot body tremble under his fingers as she fought to resist him. But he knew that resistance was futile—for both of them.
He could never resist her. She was his mate. And she would always want him and crave his touch. Her body had already recognized him, and was so ready to receive him. He knew, he just knew, that if he spread her legs now, he would find her wet and ready for him.
But her human mind refused to listen to her instincts, to the screams of her body. Human minds liked logic, order and reason. Animals were more in touch with nature, more in tune with their instincts and urges, and listened to the natural rhythm and cycle of their bodies. That was why Declan always listened to his wolf when his wolf sensed danger.
But right now, the man and the wolf were at war.
Declan was determined to win. It might kill him, but he would not mount his mate in the dirt like an animal. He would pleasure her and ease her need, but he would not take her and break her like this.
“Mina,” he said hoarsely. “Your need is so fierce, it is driving both of us mad. Let me ease you. I will pleasure you, but I won't fuck you. Trust me.”
“Y-you...” She blinked, trying to clear her vision. Declan saw the confusion and conflict in her eyes. There was a trace of terror, and he growled.
“I'm a wolf, but I am not an animal, Mina. I will not hurt you,” he gritted out. “I will never hurt you.”
She swallowed, and gave him a shaky nod at last. “I...trust you.”
He nodded. Those words were precious to him.
After that terrifying attack by the Red Fangs last night, it couldn't have been easy for her to place her trust in a wolf. Yet, she trusted him.Declan bowed his head, humbled and proud.
Gently, he tugged her jeans past her hips and down her legs. He removed her sneakers and smoothed his hands up her creamy thighs. His fingers dipped below the elastic waistband of her panties, and it was just too much. He had tried his best, but a man could only take so much. With a roar, he tore that flimsy fabric from her body, rendering her completely naked at last. Naked for his eyes, hands and mouth.
His mouth began to water at the sight of the vee between her legs. He spread her legs and bent to kiss down her navel. He could hear the growl rumbling from his throat as he laved his tongue down her body, going lower and lower until he found that swollen, throbbing nub. He groaned as he slipped her engorged clit between his lips and suckled it. Mina gasped and her hips bucked as he flicked her clit with his tongue, tormenting her out of her mind.
Breathing hard, he placed his hands under her knees to spread her wider. Kneeling before her, he kissed the inside of her thigh, slowly making his way up to his prize. When he reached her pussy lips, he paused for an instant, breathing in her lush, feminine scent before taking her pussy with his mouth. Her moisture squirted out into his mouth as her muscles clenched. His female was so wet and aroused. Her head thrashed from side to side, and he could feel that she was about to come. She was teetering at the very edge, her fingers clawing desperately into the ground.
Declan licked his lips, and delved his tongue into her moist, warm depths. She orgasmed almost immediately when his tongue entered her. She let out a keening cry as he licked and sucked her thoroughly. When he smeared her juices over her clit and rubbed that hard nub with his thumb, her toes curled and she screamed in pleasure.
Declan let his tongue dip into her one last time and languidly licked up her body, up her stomach to the valley between her breasts. He hovered above her, and watched her face as she gradually drifted down from her climax. She looked so beautiful when she orgasmed. He wanted to see that look on her face again. Damn, he wanted to see it every single night.
Mina opened her eyes at last and smiled shyly when she saw him gazing down at her. Abruptly, she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her. He kissed her passionately, letting her taste herself on his lips. He heard her moan at the erotic taste and scent of her own honey on his mouth and tongue. Declan ground his erection against her bare pussy, clenching his teeth. He was still hard as a rock, and still fully dressed in his jeans and shirt.
He needed a cold shower, stat.
Mina felt the scrape of his jeans against her bare legs and her trembling hands trailed up from his belt to the buttons on his shirt. She started to blush furiously, aware that she was completely naked and he...was not.
She began to fumble around for her clothes.
“Oh.” She gulped when she picked up her ripped panties and bra. “I can't wear these...”
“Nope. You don't need them.” Declan took them from her and tossed them over his shoulder. “I'll get you home.”
With a shy, nervous laugh, she scrambled up and grabbed her clothes. Frantically tugging on her jeans, she mumbled, “Home?”
“Yes. Home.”
She shrugged on her blouse and continued, “I was told that the company would be arranging lodgings...”
“Yes.” Declan nodded, smiling smugly as he watched her retie her ponytail. “Come. I'll show you where you'll be sleeping tonight. Let's make our way back, shall we?”
She started to follow him. “Wait a minute.” She stopped suddenly.
“What?”
“Are we making our way back to...your home?” she asked shrewdly.
“Yes.”
“Are you...trying to get me into your bed, Declan?”
“I don't have to try,” he answered over his shoulder as he strode away from her. “You'll be jumping into my bed,” he muttered with a snide smile. “And we both know that you won't be able to keep your hands off me.”
She made an exasperated sound. “Ooh! You wish!”
Stomping past him, she sniffed, “You are one arrogant wolf, Declan Grant.” Her arms were folded over her braless chest. “You are arrogant, egotistical and presumptuous!”
“Presumptuous?” Declan raised a brow and chuckled. “Oh, but I never presume, Mina. I plan, I predict, I proceed—” he said in all seriousness. “But I never presume.”
CHAPTER NINE
Mina stepped out of Declan's SUV and looked down the row of neat, white houses. The neighborhood was clean, peaceful, and she saw some young wolf pups playing in the front yard of the houses.
“The kids like staying in their wolf form,” Declan explained as he walked round the car. “No clothes, more freedom.”<
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Mina nodded, taking in the entire street of nice, modern houses. “Your company built these?”
“Yup. Our houses are designed for safety and comfort. The exterior is simple, modern and the interior is spacious and comfortable,” Declan smiled proudly.
Mina's eyes widened a little. “And the entire Snow River pack lives here? On this street?”
“Yes. I need to be able to contact and mobilize my wolves quickly.”
Mina nodded. “And I'm guessing this—” She pointed to a large double-story bungalow that was set a little distance apart from the row of uniformly white terraced houses. “—is the Alpha's house.”
He grinned. “Welcome to my humble abode.”
She shot him a look which told him that she thought there was nothing humble about his abode or him.
Declan's grin grew wider. He was proud of his home, his company and his pack. And judging from the way he placed his arm around her, he was proud of his woman as well.
Mina bit the inside of her cheek. There was an unmistakable possessiveness in the way Declan held her and looked at her. And, the funny thing was—she liked it. She didn't feel like he was smothering her or coercing her. He clearly had a lot of power and authority, but he treated her with gentleness, tenderness and respect. He had a rakish charm and a healthy sense of humor. He stood a full head taller than her, and his toned, muscular body radiated heat and strength, but he didn't intimidate her. She liked being with him. And even though she had only met him last night in wolf form, and this morning in human form, she felt like she'd known him for a long time. She had never felt so safe and comfortable with Nate, even though they had been together for six years. Looking back, she could now see that Nate had been insecure, immature, and largely insensitive towards her. It had been all about him, his wants, his vanity, his ego. One wrong word and he would descend into a cold, stony silence.
But with Declan, she felt she could just speak her mind, say anything to him, anything at all, and he would be able to take it. He was secure, comfortable in his own skin, and he was a protector. Not a whining little boy, but a real man. He took care of her, like she was his. Mina glanced up at his chiseled profile, resisting the urge to touch his jaw and trace her finger down the hard planes of his body. She wanted him to be hers as well. She wanted him to belong to her.
Mina grimaced.
What in the world had gotten into her? She was no lovestruck, horny teenager. She was a grown woman in her twenties, a working girl. She was sensible and independent, and she didn't have one night stands. Ever.
So why did she want to jump the bones of her delicious, hunky boss within seconds of meeting him? Hell, she was even thinking of keeping him, making him hers. What—?
“Mina, you okay?”
Mina gave herself a quick shake. “Yeah.”
Declan peered at her over his aviator shades. “What's on your mind? You can tell me.”
“I...I'm just thinking...maybe this isn't such a good idea.”
Declan frowned.
“Maybe I should go stay in a hotel. I could get a room at Hunter's Lodge until I can find a place to rent. I shouldn't be staying here, in your house, with you. It's not...appropriate,” she finished with a wince.
Declan shook his head. “The Red Fangs will be pissed that we've thwarted their attack. Rhett, the Alpha of those red wolves, will not be pleased that his butt got kicked all the way through the woods, and he had to slink away with his tail between his legs. He's going to order his pack to attack again, and this time, they'll make sure they get you. Do you think you'll be safe anywhere else in Misty Valley? You have to stay here, in Snow River territory, with me.” Declan moved closer to her. “If you're worried that I'll ravish you in your sleep...” His lips brushed against the tip of her ear, making her shiver. “Well, that—will only happen...” He gave her a half smile and whispered, “In your dreams!”
Mina gasped and punched him hard in the arm. “You!”
Declan straightened up and grinned. “I'll be dreaming the same thing.” His expression grew serious and he said, “I never take advantage of females. If I am in your bed, it's because you want me there. I never take a female against her will.” His voice dropped to a low growl. “Partners must be willing...and hungry.”
Mina swallowed.
“You will sleep in the guest room tonight, Mina. And you will sleep alone, unmolested.” Declan took her hand and led her towards the beautiful bungalow. “Come, I'll show you to your room. It's just across the hall from mine. So...if you want me, you know where to find me.” He winked.
“You...!” Mina opened and shut her mouth, unable to find the words. “You are just...”
“I know, I know. Irresistible, incorrigible, unbelievable.” He gave a self-satisfied smirk as he ushered her through the front door. “It's part of my charm. You'll get used to it. In fact—” He cocked his head. “You'll never get enough of it!”
Mina had to laugh. Declan was arrogant all right, but not so arrogant that he couldn't poke fun at himself and make her laugh.
Declan showed her around his neat, well-furnished house and finally settled her in the guest bedroom. Just before he left the room, she went up to him and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you,” she said. “For everything.”
“You're welcome.” He smiled. “And thank you.”
She blinked at him. “For what?”
“For you,” he answered softly.
CHAPTER TEN
Mina struggled to wake from a dream. In the dream, she saw the red wolves again. They were chasing her through the woods. She was running barefoot through the thorny undergrowth, and her clothes were badly ripped and bloody. There was blood on her hands, so much blood. But it wasn't her blood.
The red wolves stopped chasing her all of a sudden. They turned around and snarled at a shadow behind them. The figure moved into the light and she saw Declan. He was naked and covered in blood. Mina stared down at the blood on her hands. It was his blood on her hands.
The red wolves began to circle Declan, their fangs and claws glinting like daggers. The red wolves closed in and charged. Declan fought them off, but their teeth sank into his flesh and deep gashes appeared on his back and limbs. With each slash of their claws, more blood flowed down Declan's body, and more blood appeared on Mina's hands.
Mina ran towards Declan, but she couldn't reach him. The harder she ran, the further he seemed. The red wolves were swarming around him, tearing at his flesh and bringing him to his knees.
Mina banged against an invisible wall and screamed. “Help him!” she rasped. “Help...”
Mina's eyes flew open, and she jerked up in her bed. Her hair was plastered to her face, and her pajamas were drenched in cold sweat.
She stared around the neat guest bedroom and watched the silvery moonlight pooling on the bedroom floor. Her heart was thudding wildly in her chest, and her throat felt too dry and tight.
“Declan,” she whispered. She pressed her clammy hands to her chest, trying to ease the sharp ache in her heart.
She heard a growl and she jerked her head towards the window. Scrambling out of bed, she rushed to the window and looked down. Her eyes grew wide with fear.
“No,” she whispered. “No, Declan.”
It was the scene from her nightmare. Declan was standing out in the street, in front of his house. He was wearing just a pair of old jeans. He was barebodied and barefoot, and he was right in the middle of a circle of red wolves. The Red Fangs pack had come after all. They had come for her.
Mina's eyes darted down the street, and she saw that the white wolves had emerged from their houses and were standing silently behind the circle of red wolves. Mina closed her eyes for an instant, seeing the bloodshed that would ensue. Too many white wolves would die in the fight. The entire street would be awash in blood. And Declan—might be killed. It was clear that the red wolves were after his blood.
/> No, she couldn't let that happen.
The white wolves had protected her, and saved her. She couldn't let them sacrifice themselves. And she couldn't let them lose their Alpha.
Mina pushed away from the window and fumbled to the door. Throwing open her bedroom door, she thundered down the stairs and flew out the front door into the street.
“Stop!” she yelled. “Don't hurt him! Please!”
Declan spun round at her shout, his face a mask of shock and fury. Before he could reach her, Mina was jerked back and a thick arm wrapped around her neck. She found her back pressed against a hard, male body, and she felt a claw trail down the side of her face.
“Ah, Declan, I wouldn't come any closer, if I were you. I'll slice open her pretty face if you take one step towards her.”
“Rhett, let her go,” Declan snarled, his claws fully unsheathed.
Mina closed her eyes, refusing to make any sound. She wouldn't scream and whimper, and give Rhett the satisfaction of hearing the fear in her voice.
“Remember me, sweetness?” Rhett breathed in her ear. She twisted a little in his grip and stared into those sick, yellow eyes. She flinched. She would never forget those eyes. She had stared into those eyes and felt certain that she was going to die. Mina stifled a shudder. The red wolf Alpha was even scarier in human form. She saw a long scar down his cheek, and his naked body was covered with reddish hair. He wasn't tall like Declan. Rhett was stocky and bulky, and his voice was harsh and gravelly.
“I didn't manage to bite you on the highway. But tonight, you'll feel my teeth in your neck. And you do know what that means, don't you? I'm going to turn you, and claim you.” Mina balled her fist when she felt him press his erection between her legs. “You'll join my harem of bitches.”
“Rhett, let her go. She is human,” Declan said through gritted teeth. “This is pack business. This doesn't concern her.”
“Oh, but it does. This has everything to do with her.” Rhett tightened his arm around her neck. “You shouldn't have interfered. I got her first. She's mine.”
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