by Sayde Grace
Moonlight Cravings
Untamable
Waking up tattooed, mated and a werewolf would shock most people but for Siddalee Brighton it’s just another day.
Siddalee has always held a burning hunger for her best friend, werewolf Jasper Gandillion. But she never realized what belonging to the animal within him would mean until he marks her in a show of passion and dominance, awakening the werewolf inside her. Siddalee was the first of many illegal breeding experiments that the Luna Werewolf Nation Alpha, Dane Velham, created and the only one strong enough to stop the monster from torturing other women and creating more experiments.
Will being the daughter of the monster who slaughtered Jasper’s pack destroy the love and lust between Siddalee and Jasper, or will they emerge as the new Alphas of the Luna Werewolf Nation?
Genre: Contemporary, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves
Length: 84,399 words
UNTAMABLE
Sayde Grace
EROTIC ROMANCE
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UNTAMABLE
Copyright © 2011 by Sayde Grace
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DEDICATION
First let me say a huge thank you for buying Untamable. Secondly, I need to give thanks to my wonderful family for once again letting me have a few moments of peace to write. And to my critique partner Rebecca Zanetti for helping my writing become stronger and for a laugh along the way. Finally, thank you to all at Siren Publishing for all your hard work.
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Sayde Grace
UNTAMABLE
SAYDE GRACE
Copyright © 2011
Prologue
Romania, Winter 2010
Jasper Gandillion crashed onto the icy ground, blood splattering from his nose onto the white snow. He stared as the serene white turned crimson and melted into a slither of red. Someone’s ass would be dead for that blood spill. Bouncing from the cold ground like the Alpha Wolf he was, he sailed through the frigid air to tackle the beast circling him. Howls of pain racketed through the night from the other wolf. He stumbled backward away from Jasper’s now bloody canines.
Velham’s mongrel wouldn’t make it back to report that a Gandillion wolf still lived. The filthy Red Moon wolf sprayed the ground with blood. A thud signaled the falling of yet another rabid beast. Death took the beast in her grasp, leaving Jasper to find his way home. Romania had claimed the past four years of his life, but no longer. With the questions regarding his missing pack answered, he had all the information he needed to revive his lost pack. Now it was time to claim the Luna Nation. And his mate. God help her.
Chapter One
Red Hills, Georgia, Days Later
The black screen door of Sidda’s home slapped closed behind Jasper. His blood roared in his ears as her mother screamed out a warning. Sidda wasn’t alone. His mate had gone to the cabin with another man. Now it was time for that man to die. No one touched Jasper’s mate, no matter if she’d fully accepted her fate or not. She was his.
Without regard for Sidda’s mother, he shed his clothes, energy snapping around him as bone after bone shortened then conformed to quickly change man to beast. His skin blazed with the lengthening and growing of his fur. One lunge had him flying forward, his hands and feet bursting into paws as he landed with an earth-shaking force. With a final growl of pure determination to get to his mate, he surged into the woods.
The woods were silent while he raced toward the small log cabin. The same abandoned cabin his best friend Cole and Sidda had taken him to when he’d shifted into a pup, so Sidda and Cole would think he was just an abandoned wolf pup. How she could take another man there grated on his every nerve. With each paw step, he became angrier. He tried to push his beast’s rage back some, but failed. Not only did his beast want to rip Sidda’s boy toy to shreds, he wanted to taste the man’s blood. The clearing where the cabin stood came into view, and he stopped.
Siddalee, his Sidda, walked out of the small cabin. She shut the door behind her and then moved to gather a few logs from the stack of wood. Jasper waited and stared. Any minute the worthless asshole she’d brought with her would come out, and Jasper would pounce. His eyes roamed over Sidda. Her body curved and dipped in all the right places. Full round breasts concealed behind a flimsy tank top set a blaze of lust within him. Her flared hips and gorgeous ass were barely covered in a pair of pajama shorts that he ached to rip off. For a split second the whispered warning from Ms. Angela filtered through the fog of rage…Sidda wasn’t alone. Was she with another wolf? The thought sent a fresh wave of anger through him. He took a step forward.
A limb broke under his paw. He waited, and slowly she turned to face him in the darkness. How she knew where he was or even that it was him amazed Jasper. His heart raced with anticipation. If she ran from hi
m, he’d chase her, and God help her when he caught her.
A second passed before he took a step, and his paw snapped another limb. Her mouth drew into a thin line, and she dropped the logs. She gazed out to where he stood near the wood line of the forest with her hands on her luscious curved hips. If he were in human form, he’d smile at her “You bastard, I hate you” glare. She knew how to glare, that was for sure.
Jasper licked his muzzle, clearing the taste of mud, grass, and dead leafs. He sniffed the air, letting her familiar scent fill him. The aroma of her calmed a small part of his beast. Just having her near him settled some of the tension he held. Her calmness had first drawn him to her as a lone, injured pup. Her compassion had melted his fear and distrust away. But at the moment not even that could settle all of the rage burning him alive. He stalked forward. The sound of cracking limbs and rustling leafs broke the heated silence.
Jasper stopped as her eyes narrowed even farther. Her chest rose and fell with each heavy breath. A lemon aroma of fear surrounded her spiced scent in the night breeze. Even with her anger flaming from her in waves of scorching heat that washed over him, arousal sizzled in the flames of anger and fear. Whether that passion caused her fear or he did, he wasn’t sure. Only one way to find out.
* * * *
Sidda’s heart pounded harder with each snap of a limb. She sucked in a deep breath, held it and tried to count to three to calm her nerves. The unwanted swell of fear grew in her mind. She didn’t truly fear Jasper, but the scorched bark scent of anger drifted from the forest. Every cell in her screamed that he was out there and not himself. Instead of calming her nerves with deep breaths, she succeeded in only making the panic rise higher.
Two bright orange eyes glowed in the darkness of the forest. She gasped. Those weren’t the eyes she knew and loved. She’d seen them when he fought, but Jasper had never been that angry with her before. Her wolf had never looked at her that way. Sidda’s feet were heavy, not wanting to move, as she tried to back her way to the door. She reached behind her, never taking her gaze from the eyes in the woods. The doorknob was just out of reach, and she inched backward to it. Her soles scraped over the ground as she tried desperately to fight off her fear.
A growl rippled through the dark forest. Birds, previously asleep for the night, startled and flew away. She cringed at the harsh, angry sound.
A large deep brown, almost black, wolf emerged from the forest. “Where is he?” the predator behind the eyes snarled. Jasper’s voice flowed from the wolf. It never failed to shock her that even in wolf form Jasper was still Jasper.
She shook her head in confusion and disbelief.
“Siddalee Brighton.” His voice dripped with rage. “Where is the little fucker?”
Her stomach clenched. She had no idea what the hell was going on, but she wanted to turn and run, far, far away. She sucked in a breath through her open mouth. Her blood raced, pounding in her ears and causing all reasonable thought to cease.
The cold air blowing her hair from her face warmed with the heat from the snarling beast. “If you so much as move, I will mark you right here, right now. I want to wait and do it when I’m thrusting into you and you’re screaming with passion, but I swear, one move, one wrong word, and your pretty little throat is mine.” Jasper’s wolf eyes blazed orange.
The threat missed its mark. Little did he know, but she’d fantasized about that same scene many times. The thought of him marking her as his instantly made her throb with desire. She wanted him to mark, bite, and fuck her. Plain and simple, she wanted him.
Finding her voice and somewhat sane mind, she cocked her hip to the side and pasted on a smile. “Look at you. Playing the big bad wolf now, are you? Well, if you want to eat me, come on, but don’t think I’m going to make it easy for you.” She hoped he’d take the bait.
She’d been waiting four long lonely years for him to finish what he’d started. Growing up with Jasper, she’d always known she loved him, but when he’d nipped her neck at the airport before he left, she hadn’t known how much she wanted him. That small nip had left her burning each minute of the day for him to come home and finish the mating. Now a part of her screamed with fear of the extremely angry wolf, but inside that pissed wolf was her wolf. The one she’d been waiting on and used to compare every man who even looked at her. There was no doubt he’d hurt her, but the pain would be worth the pleasure of his love.
The wolf shook his head. “Wrong answer.” He lunged, and in midair, his shift started.
His large paws shifted to feet and hands. Those feet landed inches away from her, hands on either side of her head to pin her against the cabin. His hard, tanned, naked body pushed her into the wooden door. It held, holding her in place, trapped.
Air wheezed in her shriveling lungs, not giving her enough oxygen to focus. With him this close, the cold weather vanished. A fire blazed between them, white, searing heat, sure to burn them both up. His long, dark, furry muzzle drew back to shape a perfectly sinful mouth, with lips so full and red she ached to lick and nibble them. His eyes stayed glowing orange, only rounder, shadowed by long black lashes, and eyebrows that were drawn together in a frown.
“Where is he, Sidda?” His rumbling voice sent chills across her skin.
She opened her mouth to ask what he was talking about, but her voice wouldn’t come out. She swallowed hard, pushing away the thoughts of running her hands across his chest to feel the dark fur receding to light wisps of hair that trailed across his chest before growing thicker and downward. Her eyes strayed from his, unable to stand not seeing where the hair would lead. She stared at the hair receding, and it revealed his long, hard, throbbing cock.
As if knowing her thoughts centered around that one part of him, that one glorious part she’d craved for so long, he thrust it forward to brush against her stomach. “I’m glad you like it. It’ll be inside you shortly.” His warm breath blew the hair away from her ear. “I asked you a question, more than once. I won’t ask again.”
“Wh–Wh–What the hell are you talking about?” She panted, resisting the urge to touch the cock brushing against her.
“Your lover.” He drew back, looking down into her eyes. “You’re not stalling me to give him a chance to run, are you? He’s a dead man for touching what is mine anyway, but if he runs, I’ll make it a slow death.”
With Jasper’s possessive words, she found the will to resist him. Her hands balled into fists so tight her nails dug into the flesh of her palms. She raised her fists and pounded them on his rock hard chest. Her vision blurred with the tears of rage filling her eyes. She wasn’t his, not after he left her alone after telling her he loved her and breaking her flesh with his elongated canines. That bite, small as it had been, had sealed them together forever, yet he hadn’t finished marking her completely, thus leaving her in a constant state of longing. She’d waited for him until he’d stopped calling her. She knew he’d called their friend Cole, yet he hadn’t cared enough to call her, the woman he’d declared his mate. Her heart constricted thinking about it. Cole, their best friend had been there for Sidda her entire life, especially when Jasper left.
Sidda squared her shoulders. “I’m not yours. You haven’t wanted a goddamn thing to do with me in four years and especially the last six months. You have no right to come here now and act this way.” She slapped his face with her right hand as hard as she could. Her palm stung from the force, but he stood unmoved. She raised the other, but one of his large hands grasped both. He held them above her, and before her knee could make contact with his crotch, he spun her to face the door.
“You are mine. And now I’ll prove it.” His free hand reached the front of her pants, slipping easily under the pajama shorts. “No man can touch you but me.” He inhaled deeply. “You may pretend to be mad, but that delicious smell coming from your pussy tells me just what I want to know. You want me, need me to take you, and I am. I’m going to fuck you so long and hard that no other man will ever wander into your thoughts.
”
She gasped in shock. He’d never talked to her this way. Cole didn’t care what he said about women in front of Sidda. He had no shame, but Jasper was different. He never spoke so crudely. The knowledge that she’d driven him to that point made her tremble with desire. Her body overruled her brain and the anger from his leaving. His hand lowered, reaching the top of her underwear, and a moan tore from her lips. Heat rushed out of her, completely soaking her cotton underwear. Shame should have overwhelmed her, yet it didn’t. Instead she wanted more. She wanted his hands on her, in her, with his tongue following and then his dick.
“No man ever has,” she whispered the God’s honest truth before resting her head against the cold wood door just as his fingers spread her wet folds.
Chapter Two
Never in any of her fantasies had it been like this. She always knew Jasper would be wild, untamed, but never thought he’d be so animalistic. His fingers dug into her wrist while his other hand pushed her pajama shorts and underwear down to her ankles.
Panic rose within her. She’d never been naked in front of a guy before.
“Do not squirm. You have no idea how close I am to pulling that ass up and taking you. Be still.” He pushed his dick against her flesh. She wanted to jump, to try and get away, but with him so angry, she knew it’d only make it worse.
