“The morning?”
Jackson nodded. “I like mine black and as strong as you can make it.” Before she could react, he covered her mouth with a kiss, distracting her from any thoughts of leaving or staying. She draped her arms around him, his jacket dropping to the floor. She didn’t need it anymore. He was hot enough. She snuggled close. The hard line of his erection pressing against her groin. She moaned and pressed her hips forward. Jackson’s hands landed on her ass and lifted her—no small feat being that she was almost six feet tall in her heels. Dani squealed and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Jackson?”
“I won’t drop you.”
His shoulder muscles flexed beneath her hands and Dani knew she could trust him.
“I can walk,” she offered anyway, feeling off balance—physically and mentally.
“I know. I like to feel you.” His fingers slid together, teasing the split between her ass cheeks, moving deeper until one finger slipped into her cunt, pumping in and out.
She moaned and nuzzled his neck, licking that tasty skin. She squeezed her heels closer and rubbed her pussy against his stomach, slow circles that massaged her clit against those hard muscles.
“Fuck, baby, I can feel you through my shirt,” he said, turning his head and taking a biting kiss.
She smiled against his lips. “Is that bad?”
“I want you against my skin.”
She lifted her head, flipping her hair back away from her face, feeling solid in his arms. He didn’t even seem to be straining to hold her.
“Hmm, does that mean you’re going to fuck me again when we get upstairs?” It was just a tease and she expected a flippant response—Jackson knew how to make sex fun.
Instead, he nodded and locked his gaze with hers. The red flared again in his eyes. “Damn straight.”
There it was again. That serious tone that tugged at her heart. His words were a promise.
And this promise made her pussy clench. She didn’t doubt him for a moment. She was in for a long, hard night.
* * * * *
Jackson groaned, the hot wet mouth sliding over his cock invading his already sexual dreams. Dani. He let the fantasy play out in his dream, even as mind processed how he’d gotten there.
He’d carried her upstairs, hard and ready by the time they’d reached the landing. He’d barely made it into the bedroom before he’d been inside her again. As if the fucking downstairs had just made them both ready for more, the frenzied lovemaking had been hard and fast and Dani had dropped off to sleep while Jackson had been in the bathroom cleaning up.
He’d held her, tracing patterns on her smooth stomach, absorbing the serenity in his head. He’d opened up his wolf senses and indulged the animal—the perfume of her cunt on him, his scent covering her skin. It was barbaric but Jackson loved that his scent marked her as belonging to him. It would warn other werewolves and shifters that she was protected. The idea seemed to comfort the wolf and he’d finally retreated, giving Jackson the chance to sleep.
Dream.
Another long lick started at his balls, teasing before sliding the full length of his dick. Strips of fire moved across his skin. He shifted, his hand sliding down, cupping the back of her head, holding her closer. The wolf inside his head growled its pleasure, the sound more comforting than startling.
The human side of his brain struggled to wake but the animal took advantage of his sleep state and seized control. He felt his teeth lengthen and knew his eyes had to be glowing. Reality scratched at his brain, telling him this wasn’t a dream and he had to stop her. But he couldn’t remember why. Couldn’t find the strength to pull that wicked mouth away from his cock.
She hummed and murmured words against his shaft, flicking her tongue against the base then leaving a hot wet trail up the full length until she reached the head. Fire encased his cock as she took him into her mouth, driving him to the back of her throat.
He cried out and his hips punched upward. Dani flinched and jerked back.
“Sorry,” he muttered. “So sorry.”
“Don’t worry, babe.” She whispered the words against his skin, binding him closer. “I love the way you taste.” Taste. Yes, good. “Hmm, sweet.” The word snapped his eyes open. She was actually tasting him. Without a condom.
Every lecture his father, his father’s Beta and his older brother had ever given him came shooting back into his now awake brain—dire warnings of what could happen.
He couldn’t come in her mouth. Couldn’t. But neither could he find the strength to pull away.
She moved back to the tip of his cock and once against swallowed him deep. He fought the urge to thrust, grabbing the sheets beneath his hips, holding himself on the earth, allowing her to do whatever she wanted, enduring and exulting in every stroke, every whisper of her tongue and lips.
He lifted his head and watched, fascinated and amazed by the picture before him. Dani, gorgeous and sexual, hot and loving every inch of cock that slid into her mouth. She pulled back. Her lips were red and swollen, but her eyes were bright, glittering with hunger and pure devilish lust.
Holding his gaze, she opened her mouth and put the tip of his cock between her lips. Her moan vibrated his cock as she sank down fast, swallowing him deep and then drawing back. Her cheeks hollowed out as she drew back. God, the sight of his dick sliding into her mouth was too much. He could come just watching her. He had to stop this.
He groaned and pushed her shoulders, forcing her away from his cock. He rolled away, shifting his hips to the side, his body, his wolf screaming in his head, almost blocking out Dani’s outraged gasp.
“I’m sorry, baby. So sorry.” He reached for her, dragging her up the bed until she lay beside him. Her eyes were filled with confusion and hurt.
She pushed up on one arm, her eyes flashing with irritation. “You didn’t like it?” Her tone indicated she never would believe him if he said yes, no matter how sincere he sounded.
“Loved it, baby. You made my eyes cross.”
“Then why—?”
He shook his head. He couldn’t answer her. What was he going to tell her? If you swallow my cum you’ll become my sex slave for twenty-four hours? It wasn’t exactly that bad but some ingredient in werewolf sperm had an interesting effect on human women, keeping them aroused and hungry. And while he would love nothing better than to spend the next twenty-four hours satisfying all of Dani’s desires, he couldn’t do that to her. Not until he explained it to her. And wouldn’t that be a fun conversation?
“I just need to fuck you, baby,” he said, hoping to stall any more discussion. He traced his finger along the lower edge of her lip. “I didn’t mean to be so rough. Your mouth was making me insane.” His confession seemed to ease some of her concerns but when she opened her mouth to ask “why” again, he kissed her. “I want to be inside you.” He slid a hand between their bodies. His fingers dipped into her slit and wet, hot liquid slid over his skin. She was ready to fuck. Perfect. Because while he’d found the strength to not come in her mouth, he knew he didn’t have the control for a slow leisurely fuck.
She closed her eyes and pumped her hips, driving his fingers in and out of her pussy. His teeth stretched in his mouth—the creature inside him coming alive. Every instinct screamed to flip her over and mount her, claim her. The human side fought for tenuous control. She leaned forward, her hair shielding her face as she fucked his fingers. The rise and fall of her ass made his dick impossibly harder.
The memory of last night flooded his thoughts, her straddling him, ready to slide his cock into her pretty cunt. The image filled his brain and wouldn’t release him.
Her lips opened as she moved against his hand. Fuck. She wasn’t coming like that. He wanted to be inside her.
Hating to lose her heat, he dragged his fingers from between her thighs.
Her head snapped up and the previously languid gaze flashed.
“What—?”
He carried his hand to his mouth a
nd licked, sipping the slick cunt juices from his fingers. Dani’s eyes locked on his lips.
“You taste good, baby.” He pulled her up to him, easing her across his body and taking her mouth in a kiss, sharing the taste of her pussy. Jackson rolled onto his back, his cock hard and straining, pressed up against his stomach.
“Ride me, Dani.”
Her lips spread into a predator’s smile that the wolf inside him recognized. “Really?” The sexual tone made him groan. Self-preservation recommended one answer but he’d told her he wouldn’t lie to her.
“I can’t wait to have you on my cock.”
Her tongue touched the inside edge of her upper lip as she looked down his body. His cock twitched as if wanting her attention. The pressure of her stare sparked a rebellion in his mind.
He grabbed her, lifting her, the wolf’s power coming through, lending him strength. He raised her up and settled her over him, her knees on either side of his hips, his hard cock against his stomach, the drops of pre-cum wet against his skin.
She raised her stare—challenging him with her gaze before looking down. She skimmed her tongue along the inside line of her upper lip as if she was remembering the feel of him in her mouth.
“Careful, baby.”
Sensual lights flickered in her stare. But the saucy flirt had returned.
“You taste good.”
He closed his eyes and groaned, grabbing hold of the animal inside him. The instinct to take control and mount his mate gripped his muscles but Jackson pushed the creature back.
“You’re about to find yourself flat on your back,” he warned.
Dani smiled. She leaned down, meeting him in a hot opened mouthed kiss. “But you said I could ride.”
“Yes, baby. Ride me.”
She pushed back, going up high on her knees. The sleek lines of her body were glorious in the pale light coming through the window. The full moon was tomorrow night and he could feel it in his bones. The need to justify his own guilt at taking his brother’s ex to bed flashed through his head. He could blame his hunger for Dani on the full moon so close but that would be a lie. He wanted her—human and wolf.
She arched her back and stretched, fluffing her hair, fingers slipping through the straight black strands, her eyes twinkling. Her breasts swayed, the tips hard and eager. Even in the weak light he could see her pussy juices coating the insides of her thighs. Confidence and sex emanated from her soul like a goddess rising. She ran her hands down, cupping her breasts, her fingers tweaking the tight nipples. A rush of heat flowed from her pussy but she made no move to fuck him.
“Dani.” He infused the word with warning. The wolf clawed at his control—and tonight he had not patience to soothe the animal.
His caution must have reached her. Her laughter trickled through the room and she reached down, both hands wrapping around his cock and stroking, sliding down and cupping his balls, squeezing just hard enough.
She hummed, lost in her touch, her fingers caressing his shaft. “You sure I can’t suck you off?” she asked, her voice husky with need.
“Later, baby.” Soon. As if his conscious mind and wolf came to a mutual decision, Jackson vowed it would be soon. Dani belonged to him.
But she had to be warned what would happen when he bit her, came inside her. Until then, he would be safe.
He stretched over and grabbed another condom off the bedside table, opening the packet and handing it to her.
She took it and smiled. Wicked light flared in her eyes.
And Jackson knew he’d made a mistake.
She eased the condom over the head of his cock and smoothed it down, taking her time, running her fingers up and down his shaft until he couldn’t hold still, his hips pumping up to meet her touch. She hunched over, her hair caressing his thighs as she sucked the head into her mouth.
He ground his teeth together and pressed his lips shut, knowing he no longer looked quite human. Hopefully the semidark of the room would hide the truth. She continued to stroke the condom onto his cock with her fingers, working the head with her lips and tongue, sucking hard.
“Damn it, Dani.”
His cock popped out of her mouth and she giggled, the sound happy and sexual in the same moment. “You’re not letting me play,” she pouted.
“You can play later, baby. When I’m not about to flip you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”
“You keep threatening that like it’s a bad thing.”
“Only if you want to ride me, baby.”
“I do.”
“Then do it.”
For a moment he thought she might ignore his command—and fuck, he couldn’t stand another round of teasing—but slowly she pushed up, brushing the tips of her breasts against his hips as she leaned forward, kissing him. The faint taste of latex offended the wolf but Dani’s flavor overcame it. She sucked on his tongue, drawing back and raising up on her knees.
She raised his cock and guided the tip to her entrance, spreading her legs wider, sinking down. Heat singed his cock—encasing him in liquid fire. The wolf howled in his head, screaming for more. But Jackson was determined to let her lead. She eased the first inches inside and stopped, hissing in a breath.
“Sore, baby?”
She bit her lip. “A little but still good.”
She took another breath and pushed down another inch. Jackson slid his hands around her thighs, holding her, giving her something to lean against. She had a dancer’s body and the muscles in her legs were sleek and solid as she continued to sink down, taking him into her body. The tight clasp of her pussy squeezed his cock. His muscles strained, fighting the urge to grab her and thrust, to hold her in place as he pumped between her thighs again but this was her ride.
He closed his eyes, sure that they were turning red or worse, lupine. Claws erupted from the tips of his fingers, painful little bursts that actually distracted him from taking control. Careful to keep the sharp tips away from her skin, he dropped his hands back to the mattress.
Fire invaded his cock as she settled to the hilt. Unable to resist, he opened his eyes and looked at the place their bodies were joined. The pretty flesh of her cunt surrounded his cock, holding him inside her.
“Fuck, baby. You’re beautiful.”
A purely sensual smile curved her lips and she shifted her hips, rocking back and forth, creating shallow little contractions around this cock. She repeated the motion and stopped as her breath caught. This time the delicate gasp wasn’t pain. Her hands spread out across his stomach as she raised her hips, sliding almost off his cock before returning, the return faster and a little harder than the first penetration. Her tongue peeked out licking her lips as she did another slow retreat and return. Her hair fell forward, the tips of her breasts peeking out between the dark strands.
Jackson knew he should look away, give himself some chance at control but she was too beautiful—not just in the physical aspects. Her sensual nature radiated through the surface beauty.
She rose and fell, riding his cock as he’d imagined, dreamed of last night, her body locked in the pleasure. She looked like a Valkyrie riding to victory, a feminine warrior claiming her prize. Every downward stroke sent him deep into her heat, her pussy tight and slick around him. He wasn’t going to last long but he had to wait, let Dani find her pleasure.
He grabbed the sheet beneath his hips, fighting the urge to grab her. His claws dug into the cotton material. The “rip” rang loud in his head but Dani was too gone to hear it. She leaned forward, bracing her hands on his shoulders, her hips pumping, using him to reach her climax. She panted and fucked herself onto his cock, her thrusts growing shallow, fast and hard. The pressure squeezed the head of his cock until he thought he’d explode.
“Jackson!”
That she would scream his name as she came triggered his own climax and he groaned, giving into the need to move and driving his cock hard up into her. Her pussy contracted around his dick and he came, flooding the condom.
She lifted her head and shook the sweaty strands of her hair back away from her face. A delicious calm flowed through her muscles and she crumpled forward, landing on his chest in a satisfied heap. Her breasts pressed against his muscles, the nipples still hard. She nestled against him, her mouth open, kissing and licking his shoulder as if she loved the taste of him.
With a moan, she slid off him, rolling to the side, her leg curled between his thighs as she cuddled against him.
He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her snug up against him, his cock cradled between her legs. He was going soft for the first time in hours. It felt like days. Maybe it had been. He was pretty sure he’d been hard since he’d met Dani. He’d have to get up in a few minutes and get rid of the condom, but not yet.
She moaned and shifted with him.
“Jackson?” she murmured through swollen lips.
“Sleep, baby. It’s okay.”
Another soft moan and her head fell forward, resting on his chest.
The wolf in his head rumbled its approval, a soft snuffling sound. The animal was content—its mate close and sleeping, exhausted by their fucking. Nothing satisfied the wolf more.
Chapter Six
Alastair Reign—known as Reign to almost everyone—looked at the scrap of paper in his fingers. Thursday night. Spirits. The bastard was going right for the heart of his market. And damn it, Reign intended to be there.
The phone on the desk rang but he ignored it. He nodded toward Charlie, silently telling him to get it. Charlie balked and the two of them indulged in a staring contest, neither willing to give in. Finally the phone stopped ringing. Charlie laughed and Reign shrugged. That was one way to avoid work. Of course, if that had been the boss, they were all in trouble.
But Reign didn’t have time to take on another shit case. He had a major asshole to catch. And unfortunately, this wasn’t something his department could be involved in. It came too close to the Cat Community to allow any interference with the police. He didn’t worry about exposure to the Community. Cats were notoriously quick about protecting themselves. And that was the danger. He couldn’t risk the Cats taking out a few cops just to protect themselves.
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