She pulled back from their kiss, gasping for air. He licked and nibbled down her throat to the top of her breasts.
“Trey,” she moaned. “Come inside.”
He lifted his head and met her gaze. The gold in his eyes looked like molten fire. “Are you sure?”
She hadn’t been this turned on in...ever. “Yes.”
She flicked the knob and opened the door, all the while meeting his gaze. His features harsh with desire had her hormones doing the mambo. The lines of his face grew more defined, with sharper angles. She didn’t know why the fact he looked so animalistic made her super-soaker wet.
“I want you, Bella.”
She licked her lips, motioning with her head for him to take her inside. “I want you, too. Preferably naked.”
A loud rumble sounded from his chest. He marched into the room, still holding her tightly in his arms. With every step, he took her closer to the smoldering need taking over her body. The door shut behind him. The white she’d previously seen on the walls suddenly changed to a dark burgundy. The lights dimmed, and it was then she realized the bedding had changed color as well to match the red of the walls.
“This room is so awesome.” She breathed harshly.
She wiggled in his hold, looking to switch positions so her legs were at either side of his hips. He helped her, at the same time moving his hold to grip her ass. Once she was satisfied having her legs around his hips, he continued to the bed. He placed her on the cool, soft bedding with more care than she would have liked. The entire atmosphere in the room screamed sex. She hadn’t had any in too long.
Sliding her hands over Trey’s strong arms set her hormones in a whirlwind of excitement. She kissed him hard, begging him with her lips to cool the flames inside her.
He pressed the hard bar of his cock between her legs. She knew she was wet down to her shorts, but didn’t give a shit. Having him so close to her pussy stopped her ability to breathe. And when he rocked into her, she saw stars.
In a frenzy, she yanked at his shirt and continued kissing him with everything she had—with every drop of desire and need rushing through her like a tsunami. Before she got a chance to get him naked, he pulled back from their kiss.
No!
She gulped air and glanced at his harsh features. “What’s wrong?”
He raised a hand to her face, caressing her cheek and gliding his thumb over her lips. “It’s not the right time, ym Neevk.”
Was he fucking kidding? “What? Why?”
He rocked his hips again, and she moaned louder than before. “You’ve had too much wine. It’s messing with your decision-making process.”
She frowned, blowing out a frustrated breath. “Are you insane? You asked me if I was sure, and I said yes. Having wine or not won’t change how I feel right now.” She raked her nails down his arms, enjoying the shift of muscles and the heat of his skin. “I want you.”
He was quiet for a moment, but he shook his head. She opened her mouth to complain again, but he dropped, taking her lips in a swift kiss. Much to her aggravation, he pulled back again, his gaze that much closer to hers, all fiery gold and hungry. This time, he slid his hand over her chest, caressing her breast briefly. She bit her lip to keep from begging him for more. She thought he might stop there and torture her with his hand on her nipple, but he didn’t. He continued down, skimming her belly.
“I know you want me,” he rumbled, inhaling deeply and hard. “I can fucking taste how good it will be to spread your pussy lips and fuck you with my tongue.” He slid his hand between her legs, up her shorts, and shoved a finger straight into her. A loud groan slid from him. He took a sharp breath and let it out slowly. “So wet. So fucking wet. It’s going to be amazing to get a taste of you.”
“Why wait? Do it now,” she mumbled, her lungs struggling to get air with his finger deep in her cunt. Oh, how she hoped he’d do it now. Do her now.
“When I fuck you…” His eyes flashed fire. “…and I will fuck you. Don’t think for a second this is a rejection. This is me giving your body time to rest and your brain the ability to be clear for what’s coming. When I get inside you, balls deep, I’m not stopping until I’ve stamped myself all over you. Until I fill every bit of you with my seed. I won’t stop. Not until you are mine in every fucking way possible.”
A wave of heat slid down her spine. The way he said it sounded like a decadent promise of what was to come. “I’m rested.”
She wasn’t. Her muscles started to cramp from lack of sleep, but she’d give up sleep any fucking day for a piece of the sexy shifter. It dawned on her that he had to be a lion like the others in area. From what Gerri said, the king surrounded himself with his kind. Trey was a lion: a sexy-as-hell one.
His lips tipped up in a sinful grin. “You lie, ym Neevk.”
Could he tell? And what did he keep calling her? “All right, I could use more rest, but I can sleep tomorrow. All day. I want you, now.”
He pulled his finger back and shoved it in again, this time curving it to hit her G-spot, and pressed his thumb on her clit. The combined move shook her to the core. He yanked on her tank top with his other hand, pushing her tits out to full view. Her nipples puckered tightly.
“When I take you, you won’t be able to stand for days,” he whispered. “I want deep inside you, Bella.” He bit down on her exposed breast. She gasped and shuddered, loving the new sensations. “When I fuck you, when I own your body, the world will know you belong to me.”
Another slow glide in and out of her pussy had her squirming. He ran his nose between her breasts, licking up and down. Then, he sucked one of her nipples between his lips. The heat of his mouth enveloped her breast, warming her already-scorching body even more.
She gripped his shoulder, biting her nails into him. A loud rumble traveled from him through to her. The vibration was so deep it shook her.
“Oh, god!” she gasped, pushing her hips into his fingers for deeper penetration and arching her back to get him to suck harder.
He bit down on her nipple, eliciting a wild scream from her. He fucked her harder with his fingers, pressing his thumb on her clit and flicking it. She groaned, clinging to him for support. Her hips bucked, and the tension coiling at her core unraveled in a breathless rush.
Her lungs fought to get air in. She blinked past the daze of languid pleasure and met Trey’s gaze. He pulled his fingers out of her, lifted them to his mouth, and sucked on the moisture coating them.
She swallowed hard, trying to figure out what to say, but having a hell of a hard time considering how freaking sexy it was to see a man do that.
“You taste as delicious as I thought you would,” he said, leaning forward and brushing his lips over hers. She tasted herself. It revved up the need for him. Had she not been so tired, she’d have pushed for him to get naked. He cupped her exposed breast with his hand and continued staring at her. The fire in his eyes dimmed to a deep gold that fascinated her.
“Stay,” she said.
It wasn’t even about getting him naked anymore. Her body was exhausted from that single orgasm. She wanted to be near him, wanted his heat surrounding her and making her feel relaxed.
One second she was staring into his eyes, and the next, lifted to be placed on the pillows. She turned to face Trey at her right. “You move way too fast.”
He laughed. “I’m a predator. It’s what we do.”
He had to be a guard. That would make sense. The king would need men who moved that quickly to defend him. Her new lion was brave and sexy. She sure hoped Gerri would take her sweet time finding the king a mate. The longer she took, the more time Bella could spend with Trey.
He lay down next to her, pulling her over to place her head on his chest and have her lean into him.
“I never thought I’d actually consider a predator sexy. This world is messing with my rational thinking.”
He pushed her tangled curls away from her face and laughed. “Predators, ym Neevk, is all we have here.”
“I don’t know what that means, but it sounds so sexy coming out of your mouth. Is it an endearment?” She glanced at his face.
“Yes. A special one.”
Aw, damn. The guy was a romantic. She sighed and smiled, closing her eyes and allowing sleep to finally claim her. Tomorrow, she’d help Gerri with whatever she needed. For now, she’d enjoy spending time in Trey’s arms.
ELEVEN
“We have a problem,” Alyx said, pulling Karel into his office. He stopped at the view of his chair. His queen had sat in his seat. She’d looked damn perfect in it too.
“What’s wrong?” Karel asked, looking around for the issue.
“My queen.”
Karel sighed. “You have to give Gerri time. She just got here, and the wolves are trailing her like she’s gonna pop a mate for them out of her ass.”
Alyx grinned. He now understood the wolves’ desperation. Until Bella, he didn’t know how he’d go about finally finding a mate. Now, he wanted nothing to get in his way.
“Let the wolves have their time with Gerri.”
Karel lifted a curious brow. “Why? What do you know that I don’t?”
Alyx laughed. “You sound like you did when we were kids.”
“I know you, Alyx. You don’t ever smile this much. Not unless you’ve got something up your fur coat.”
Alyx shook his head and advanced for his desk. He sat down. The lingering scent of Bella had stayed in the leather. He wouldn’t be able to work with her scent taunting him. “I have nothing up my fur.”
Karel marched over to Alyx’s desk. “Right.” He sat and sighed. Then he stopped and met Alyx’s gaze. “There was a female in here.”
Alyx watched Karel’s eyes grow wide. “Karel—”
“Who is it? The scent is unfamiliar.”
Alyx clenched his teeth, hating that he had to thank Gerri for meeting his mate. “Gerri’s assistant, Bella.”
Karel’s lips slowly widened into a full-blown smile. Then, much to Alyx’s disgust, he started laughing. “This is too good to be true.”
“I see no humor in it.” Though he was happy he finally had a mate, he wasn’t looking forward to the know-it-all matchmaker giving him the “you see, you needed me” look.
“I do. This is awesome!” Karel continued to laugh.
“Don’t hold back, brother,” Alyx muttered to his best friend. He sat back, enjoying the remnants of Bella’s scent drifting from his chair.
“Are you kidding me? Gerri’s going to take full credit for her assistant being your mate.” Karel chuckled then stopped, his lips holding a grin. “Although, you should thank me, I’m the one who told her to bring Bella along when I called her up.”
“Everyone’s a matchmaker,” Alyx grumbled.
Karel nodded. “Seems I got what it takes. Hey, while Brecc and Eros have Gerri busy, it’ll keep them from getting too worked up over the river.”
“I am hopeful they will learn to share with the Dragos.” He knew the wolf pack wasn’t the most social. They lived in the crazy, cold conditions no one else could handle to ensure they were left alone.
“So what are you doing here?” Karel asked, his smile turning into a frown. “Shouldn’t you be off mating your queen, showing her off to your people? Hell, maybe you should be making sure your line keeps going?” He winked.
“She doesn’t know I’m the king,” Alyx admitted.
“What? What do you mean? Everyone knows you’re the king,” Karel said matter-of-factly.
“No. When they arrived, she was sick and took to her bed. She was in here when I came in last night.”
Karel shook his head in confusion. “But you had to introduce yourself, no?”
“I told her my name was Trey.”
Karel gasped. “Are you out of your mind? Your childhood nickname? No one calls you that anymore. Not since you were twelve and yelled at the top of your lungs that your name was Alyx and you were the future king and if one more person called you ‘Trey’ they’d have hell to pay.”
Alyx winced, remembering his childhood outburst. His parents had dictated that he deserved to be treated like the king he would once be. The nickname was retired, and he’d been called Alyx ever since.
“I didn’t want her to feel strange about me being king. Besides, she doesn’t seem to be fond of the king.”
“What?” Karel looked even more confused. “She doesn’t know you.”
“Exactly. Humans have preconceived notions of royalty. I will show her the real me before I explain how things work here. This way, she’ll understand when I ask her to stay.”
Karel’s eyes widened. “Ask her? You’re going to ask her?” He rubbed a hand over his beard growth. “Something’s definitely wrong with you. Normally, you’d have said she’s going to stay here and learn to like it.”
Alyx had thought of it that way at first. She was his, therefore she needed to stay with him. Mates belonged together. His queen needed to be with him, to bear his offspring and allow him the opportunity to make her smile for as long as they lived. But from the research he’d done, human females didn’t appreciate being told what to do. They also didn’t like males making decisions for them. Alyx was an Alpha, but he wasn’t stupid. If handling his queen like her choices were her idea would get her onboard with his plans, then he was going with what promised results.
“I’ll ask when the time is right. And she’ll say yes.” He knew she would. Something inside him realized she’d felt the need to be with him as much as he had with her. She might be human, but her emotions had connected with his.
TWELVE
Bella woke slowly. A smile spread over her lips. She hadn’t felt that relaxed in a long time. She stretched in bed, moaning at the sensation of her muscles pulling taut. She opened her eyes to the white room again. The shades were up, and the bright sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains.
The blue was back combined with the white, giving the room an island look she loved. She guessed her current mood was happy, like the times she’d gone on vacation to her family’s home in the Caribbean. No wonder the room kept using a white and blue theme. Those were her room colors in their island home. She was starting to love the room. She’d never felt so relaxed in her life.
Memories from the previous night rushed through her mind. She jerked to an upright position. Glancing down, she saw she was dressed in the same pajama shorts but had lost the robe at some point in the night.
Trey. The smile on her lips grew wider. He’d been amazing. The kisses. The touching. The holy mother of dirty talking! He’d given her one of the best orgasms of her life without using a toy, his cock, or his mouth. It was surreal.
A knock sounded on the door, and she jumped out of bed and ran for it. She yanked it open and met Gerri’s smiling gaze.
“Good morning, Bella. You look much better today,” Gerri said softly.
Bella nodded. “I feel great.”
“I’m so glad,” Gerri said, staring at her intently.
There was no need to tell Gerri she’d been getting her freak on only hours after getting to the planet. She could only imagine what kind of a slut she’d look like if she did. She opened the door wider. “Want to come in?”
Gerri sniffed and smiled wider. “No need, dear. Looks like you just got up. I’ll have someone bring you tea. I do have a meeting with the king and some wolves. Why don’t you explore this morning? If I’m correct, this isn’t going to be a very long trip.”
Oh, damn. Gerri worked fast. “Okay. I’ll just jump in the shower and figure out my way to the kitchen.” She bit her lip in thought. “Do you think they’d mind if I grabbed something to eat down there?”
“Don’t worry. I’ll have food brought up with your tea.”
“You are too awesome, but shouldn’t I be helping you with your search for the king’s wife?” She felt guilty she wasn’t doing nearly enough to help out since they got there.
“You already are, darling. Enjoy yourself. I’
ll see you later, for dinner?”
She smiled and waved as Gerri turned to go. “Thanks for bringing me, Gerri. I’m really excited to be here.”
“I knew bringing you was the right thing to do. You’ll find this world is a lot more interesting than Earth.”
She already had. She watched Gerri walk away and close her bedroom door with a soft click. Then she ran for the bathroom. On cue, her shower turned on to the perfect temperature. A new loofah awaited her. The only problem was there were no bottles of soap or shampoo. She ran out of the shower, padding across the slick floor, and rummaged through her bag, looking for her comb.
She hadn’t traveled with most of her toiletries, as Gerri had indicated they had everything she’d need. She returned to the bathroom and searched everywhere.
She got in the shower and sighed. Something dripped over her skin. Shampoo. Her head was full of it. She washed it, wondering where the hell it had come from. Seconds later, conditioner fell on her head, making it much easier to brush her long, tangled curls.
She pressed a button she hadn’t noticed on the wall, and a thin dispenser head popped out. She put her hand under it, and a large dollop of what she assumed was body wash landed on her hand. She picked up her loofah and washed her body with a lot more calm. She needed to remember this place was beyond advanced. More than any hotel she’d ever stayed at.
After her shower, a glass wall slid open in the bathroom to display several kinds of body lotion. They didn’t have names, just colors. She picked a blue one. There was no distinctive scent, but she liked how silky it felt on her hands.
Rubbing it all over her body, she came to a conclusion. If her curves made Trey that crazy, this planet was a heck of a lot better than Earth, any day. Not to mention the size of the man—he was positively huge. Those arms. She sighed, remembering trailing her nails down his abs and feeling his muscles constrict. His lips. Lord, there should be a warning on him. “Sure to make you wet” sounded good.
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