Fuck her life! The guy was a lunatic. So damn good looking, but nuts to boot. Just her gosh darn luck. She continued to smile, and kept it together, not letting on the inner turmoil she was struggling with. She didn’t know whether to laugh or run. “Can you shift for me?” She didn’t like bullshit, so she was going to call him on it.
His eyes went round but his reply came quickly. “Yes. But not here. Not now.”
“When?” Her eyes narrowed. He knew she doubted him.
“I am trusting you with this secret of mine because I can sense that you are the woman meant to be with me. But I need to be able to trust you to keep the secret of our clan.”
She tried to keep a straight face. “Again, I ask, when?”
“After I make love to you . . . oh say, half a dozen times.” His eyes glinted with mischief and then he laughed, and she joined him.
Yes, she could do a half dozen with this man anytime, though he was a bit loopy. Well, if he kept that his secret, she might as well have a bit of fun, she thought, as he gave him her assent and let him off the hook for now.
The waitress returned with their meals and then quickly exited. “Well, you better eat up then, Bill; you’re going to need the energy for later.” Her words shocked him this time. He liked this side of her. Demanding. He very much liked that his mate could be the aggressor.
A broad smile stretched across his features at her words, and revealed that too damn sexy for existence dimple in his left cheek. He growled low in his throat. “I love that, Annie. Tonight it is then.” He lifted his glass to hers, and she touched the rim with hers.
“To tonight, Annie, and many more.”
“I still have the keys to the bungalow.”
His eyes glowed.
Chapter 7
It had been Annie’s idea to go to the beach bungalow. The house was neutral territory and she felt better about going there instead of her condo, where he would know where she lived. And the idea of an impersonal hotel room hadn’t been appealing either.
Bill readily agreed. He’d wanted to take her there, for the first time, but hadn’t expected it to be so soon. His little minx! He was glad she suggested it. Her scent alone nearly drove him mad during dinner. So, he followed her to his new home come next week, and trailed after her as she let them in with her realtor key. The place came partially furnished and would do nicely for their first time together.
The moment she closed the door, Bill had his hands on her, around her, and pulled her into him. He wanted her to feel how aroused she made him. He buried his face into her neck and felt the pulse that throbbed there. It was fast and she was clearly turned on. Licking a path to her ear, she tasted incredibly sweet. “I am so hard for you,” he admitted as he ground his cock into her through the thin material of her summer dress. He felt her heat mingle with his.
Annie’s lips sought out this man’s. She loved the feel of his rough five o’clock shadow, but wanted to know what it felt liked to be kissed by this man. His acknowledgment made her more wanton than she’d felt in a very long time. She couldn’t wait for this man to take possession of her. She felt his hand begin to stroke her thigh inching up higher under her dress until he cupped her through the thin cloth of her panties. Instinctively, Annie lifted her leg to wrap around him. He picked her up like she was nothing and walked her to the nearest wall, pressing her back against it so his hands could roam more freely.
Her pulse quickened as his fingers worked the way past the thin scrap of cloth and into her dripping seam. He wasted no time in finding her already sensitive nub. With the tips of his fingers, he grazed over her. It was like lightning as her head shot back at the intensity of the pleasure his hands on her body caused. A current of electricity shot to her pussy and made it clench of its own accord. Her nipples pebbled like rocks. She gasped into his mouth and cried out. She nearly came, but he withdrew the fingers to make it last. She’d never been this close to coming so soon.
“Oh Bill,” she crooned when his lips again broke from hers to look into her eyes. She saw the desire there, the need for her, and it took her breath away. His blue eyes were like molten sapphires. Blazing. He wanted her. And that knowledge made her feel so sexy and so alive. It was like waking from a long sleep.
Bill was lost the moment his hands touched her bare silky skin. His animal instincts took over, doing what it knew to do to give her the most pleasure. It had never been like this for him before. Not with Danielle, or other women. His movements had been deliberate, calculated, but with her, it was pure instinct. He rubbed two fingers against her clit once more noticing it was swollen with her desire. His cock throbbed painfully, and he wanted nothing more than to sink into her, take her, and claim her. Possess her the way a wolf possessed his woman, from behind. Bite her on the neck and mark her his for life. But not yet. He couldn’t do that yet. It had to be her choice to become one of them, one of the pack.
For now, he would please her in other ways. Bill felt her nipple so tight and pebble hard under the palm of his hand. He brushed his palm across it, giving her the friction she needed. His thumb grazed it, and circled it, as he used his other hand to stroke her clit. When her hips began to do their sultry dance, he knew she was close. She was soaking his hand. She groaned deeply and pushed herself into him again, and again, wanting and needing more.
The pleasure was building and the sheer anticipation of her impending climax had her panting and breathless. She felt the spasms come, and she was undone.
Knowing she was going to scream, Bill took her mouth once more and kissed her deeply. He thrust his tongue into her mouth wishing it was his cock, but that would come soon. This was about her. He held her and continued with his ministrations as she shuddered in his arms her head thrown back until she collapsed against him.
“Oh my God,” she cooed, her body limp. She felt Bill walking with her still in his arms. He walked her towards the master bedroom and then the bed. He gently let her slide onto it but then began to strip. She watched as more and more of this man’s body was revealed to her. He was incredible.
“We are far from done yet, Annie. Please take off your clothes.”
Her mouth went dry, and speechless, Annie complied. There was going to be more and she couldn’t wait for it.
Bill climbed onto the mattress after putting on a condom he pulled out of his pants pocket. He reached for his woman who lie bare before him. This time would not be so rushed. He wanted it to last for them both. The sight of her eyes as she saw his hard erect cock made his inner animal proud. He wanted to howl knowing that he would soon be conjoined with his mate. One. But he needed to help her achieve release again. That would require some work so soon upon her last release.
He reached for her and gently pulled her onto his lap. His eyes feasted while they took in the sight of her body. She was incredible. Her breasts were full and heaving. He could feel his cock straining against her round bottom itching to implant itself there. But not yet. Soon. Not today. Seeing her heave again and feeling her tremble, he took one of her rosy peaks into his mouth slathering it with attention. He licked each pebbled peak with his tongue, bathing it until it was diamond hard, and he knew almost painful.
He saw her watching him under partially closed lids. She was blissfully content and aroused once more. His animal knew her body was strung taut for him. He couldn’t wait to make her snap, but this time with him inside of her. Or maybe not. He had patience.
Annie wanted this man to never stop what he was doing, but her body yearned for more, too. She clung to him and used her nails to let him know she craved more. Needed more.
His cock had been huge when she saw it. And right now she felt it pulsing against her bare bottom. For some crazy reason, it made her want him to take her that way though she had never done that before with any man. But with him, for some crazy reason, she wanted it. She wiggled her bottom instinctively to tease him, to invite him and his response was that sexy growl of his that he delivered low in his throat. He was
incredible to look it, but even his voice had her yearning for more.
“I want you inside of me. Please,” she begged. She felt so out of control with desire. Usually, she was in control at all times. But with him, it was so different. Whatever he was willing to give, she was willing to take. She would submit to him, wanted to.
“You are so beautiful, Annie. My Annie.” His words were a whisper in the dark room. His eyes scanned her body once more as he lie her down beneath him. She watched as he took in all of her. “So, beautiful,” he murmured again, as he stooped down to press a kiss to the silkiness of her neck. Her pulse was beating wildly. His actions became tender caresses and Annie knew that when he did claim her, she would be lost. His actions were not lustful any longer, but love. He was making love to her. She had not expected this at all when she suggested they go for it and quench their desires that night. It had been about getting it out of her system. But this. This tenderness, this gentleness from Bill was doing things to her heart and mind. She felt him position himself at her apex and then felt his cock at her entrance. Teasing.
She spread her legs wider staring up into his eyes that were staring down at her. “Take me,” she whispered. Her body quivered in anticipation as he looked down.
Her eyes followed his. She could see his throbbing cock between them. She spread her legs wider still. Beckoning him for his possession. “Please,” she murmured, but the word came out strangled. His erection was massive, and she could tell he was still holding back. Still unsure, but she couldn’t force this, couldn’t beg again though she wanted it to.
“No, not yet, my love.” His words were like a cold splash, and caress at the same time. But before the rejection stung, he surprised her, by scooting lower so his mouth was where his cock had been. Bill’s eyes locked on Annie’s and seeing the question there, he finally found the voice to speak, to let her know what he wanted. “I need to taste you, Annie. I need your flavor.” Annie’s eyes widened but nodded her head giving him permission. Once more she spread her legs to make room for his broad shoulders. He gave her a playful smile and then he took one of her legs and draped it over his shoulder.
The moment his tongue touched Annie’s center, her head flew back at the intensity of his tongue lapping at her. She felt every lick, every stroke of his tongue as he sucked and teased and tormented her into another release. Annie gripped his hair, holding on for dear life as spasm after spasm and wave after wave crashed over her. He sucked and lapped at her juices, and rubbed his face inside of her pussy making the pleasure so powerfully intense, she didn’t know if she would survive it. His grip on her tightened as her hips gyrated against his face in time to the pleasure he evoked from her. “Bill!” she screamed. “Yes, oh my God, yes!” Her hands held onto him as she thrashed wildly. But he didn’t stop. He just kept on sucking her clit, pulling it into his mouth until she reached her pinnacle again and again. He gave her the first multiple orgasm of her life. And damn, it was good. She didn’t think she could take it anymore.
But his next words told her there was more. “Now, my sweet Annie O. Now, it’s my turn,” Bill murmured as he wiped her juices from off his face with the back of his arm. He crawled up between her legs and took her lips with his, letting her taste her own sweet explosion on his lips.
Annie couldn’t believe she was getting a third round of pleasure and this man had yet to take his. He was too good to be true. Bill was once more kissing her deeply, his hands playing her body like an instrument. She wanted to do more, please him too, and so her hands roamed his back. She felt the rippling of steel beneath the smooth surface of his chiseled back scoring him with her nails and letting him know she was enjoying every moment with him.
Bill stroked her legs, her abdomen, her breasts, getting to know his woman in every way. What made her moan, and squirm, and taking notes. Pleasing her would always be his heart’s desire though he wanted nothing more than to ram his cock into her to the hilt, and feel her clench around him and take him deeper. But with her, his animal was taking charge. And it had somehow found the ability to restrain him and please her first. He rubbed his palm on the already excited flesh of her nipples, and they tightened and hardened once more for him.
Annie was panting again. His balls got tighter, and his cock ached to fuck her, to feel her heat surround him, clasp at him, hold him, and quiver all around him. His patience was evaporating, and he knew he couldn’t wait much longer. Grasping his cock in his hand, he could feel the blood pulsing in the thick veins, and brought it to her slick exposed entrance. Her pretty pink pussy glistened for him. He rubbed the head of his cock on her swollen clit, and she cried out once more. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Waiting no more, he charged and thrust, penetrating her to her very core.
As Bill rammed into her, he groaned his pleasure, but then stilled inside of her, wanting to feel her stretch around him. They were one now, though she did not know it yet. But he did. She was his. For life.
His eyes glowed in the dim light as he began to move and she met him thrust for thrust. At first, he took his time, pushing in and then pulling out, watching her eyes as he took her. Then he watched her perfect breasts bounce with each thrust as he filled her again and again.
Annie was in awe. Bill was her lover. He was perfect. The only one. She couldn’t believe the patience of the man. Annie felt overcome with emotion as her fingers dug into his back. When his tempo increased, he crushed his lips to hers as he pummeled her pussy hard. Each time he came down he was sure to add friction, and the constant assault on her bundle of nerves as he rubbed himself against her had her heart hammering in her chest, and her blood roaring in her veins. “Oh, God, Annie. You. Are. Mine,” she heard him choke out and felt his cock begin to quiver inside her.
He plunged again, sliding along her body to bring her to her peak, her wetness adding even more heat to her arousal as he dove in once more.
Annie could feel herself beginning to come, she was so hot, slick, and wet. She felt her discharge as she bit back her cry of release, and her juices began to slide down her bottom.
Bill knew he was lost when his release came thundering forth. It was intense and so satisfying, his wolf threatened to shift. “Annie,” he growled out her name before he collapsed on top of her. “You are mine. Say it.”
“I. Am. Yours,” she panted breathlessly before slipping off into the blissful sleep of the exhausted.
Chapter 8
Two intense weeks flew by. And in that time Annie hadn’t asked Bill to shift for her even though they’d had sex too numerous times to count. Why? She was terrified to learn the truth about Bill. Things had been too perfect. He was too perfect. He was sweet, attentive, and fun to be around. At her co-worker’s anniversary dinner, he had kept David at bay and had charmed everyone else. All the woman at the office had been talking about him ever since. He’d charmed them all, and her included. Just perfect. Well, everything except for the fact that he claimed to be a wolf. A dire wolf. She didn’t want to face it yet. Not after that incredible first night together. In fact, she hadn’t even brought it up.
And neither had he, although they’d spent every possible free moment together. He was wooing her hard. Everything was perfect and that terrified her beyond measure. Gerri had invited them to dinner a few nights ago. She was happy with the outcome she’d told them. She’d looked on proudly like a mother hen of her chicks. If she hadn’t been sure before, she’d pronounced to them at the evening’s finale, she was now. They were a match.
In the back of her mind, Annie still had doubts. But she kept pushing them back.
Annie had helped him decorate his new home. He’d kept a few pieces that the previous owners had left behind, but everything else he picked out he had taken her with him to get her input. As a realtor, she had excellent taste, he told her when she asked why he was letting her decorate the place. “You’ve got a great eye, and I trust your judgment as long as it nothing too frilly.”
So she had given in and helped hi
m. The pieces he picked on his own were all good, and she felt better that his tastes were similar to her own.
“Plus,” he’d smiled mischievously as they’d left yet another store. “I want you to be comfortable in my home. I hope to have you spend a lot of time there.”
She wanted that, too. In two weeks, she looked forward to being with him more than anything. To Annie, the time with Bill was precious. He paid her compliments. Loved her cooking. Gave her the attention she deserved in and out of the bedroom. He listened to her talk about her work, and she listened in return. They were a perfect match. Or so it seemed for now. Annie was waiting for that other shoe to drop. She knew she wasn’t a lucky person.
When Bill announced that he had to go to New Orleans to receive a shipment, and would be gone for two days, she’d thought the time apart would give her perspective. But instead, she felt his absence profoundly. It was like a part of her was missing.
* * *
Gerri called the night before Bill returned and invited her out for coffee and dessert, and she was glad to have the company. And since she was leaving town the next morning, Annie was glad for it. She wanted to say goodbye and thank her for stumbling into O’Malley’s that night.
For Gerri, she wanted to wish Annie luck with her new mate. But she had another ulterior motive. At dinner a few nights ago, she knew the couple was destined to be together, but neither had mentioned a long term relationship and neither had mentioned Bill’s ability to shift. Gerri knew men could be stupid and so she wanted to be sure before she left town that these two would not have any complications crop up, like Annie not believing in his ability. Annie was the one for Bill, and she didn’t want her running scared later when nothing could be done to stop it from happening. She had to be sure Annie was aware of it all. A quick text to Bill letting him know she had to leave town before he returned had confirmed that he hadn’t marked her yet. That was not acceptable. Annie was his equal in every way, and him not being honest about that would have consequences later. In his text to her, Bill said he had not shifted yet in front of her because he did not want to spook her, though he’d confirmed he was a shifter on their first date.
Paranormal Dating Agency: In Dire Straits (Kindle Worlds Novella) (The Cazenovia Pack Book 1) Page 5
