ALPHA SPEED DATING (BBW) (Rocky Mountain Shifters) (12 page)

To claim her, he had to know her intimate scent, and he had to mark her. He bent his head, his hunger to taste her overriding everything in him. This was primal. Carnal. He licked his tongue across her slick pussy, devouring her with his mouth. She bucked, arching against his tongue. Starbursts exploded in his head from the sensation. She was his. No question. His mate.

He hungrily moved, widening her legs as he leaned down and moved his shoulders in between her trembling thighs. Lightly, he trailed his mouth down her sensitive skin, and then he captured her. This time more demanding when he found her swollen clit. She was hot and so damn wet. He sucked her clit into his mouth. Grasping her swaying hips, he grazed down her pussy with his tongue.

She responded by whimpering and pulling wildly on his hair. He licked across her clit, then alternated sucking and lapping, tasting her. Memorizing her. Her body heated. Melted. Sweetness spread into his mouth as he sucked more and more of her honey-flavored juices over his tongue.

A wolf growl formed at the back of his throat, and he snarled the powerful sound. Fuck, he had to claim her right now. He grazed his teeth over her, feathering his tongue along the seam of her pussy. She swayed her hips and he nipped her thigh. A fierce growl reverberated from his core. He pushed his tongue into her opening, running his hands over her skin, returning again to hold onto her hips when she arched.

Conrad worked his mouth over her, sucking and scraping his teeth until she tunneled her fingers into his hair, roughly yanking this time. “Please, please,” Mari pleaded.

“Give it all to me,” he demanded. “You’ve got the sweetest tasting pussy.”

Mari held onto his head as he thrust his tongue into her, the flash of her release hot over his mouth and tongue. Her body quivered, and his lust roared. This delicious space of her body was his. He would fill her. Claim her. Possess her. He pressed his canines into the delicate skin at the juncture where her body connected with her thighs, pressing the tips into her skin, marking her body as his. She moaned, bracketing her hands on either side of his head, holding him against her. He sucked her skin, deepening the bite.

A film of perspiration covered her body, and she shivered on the fringe of her explosion. She was his now. No matter where she went, he’d find her. Her scent mixed within his body. And now his was equally in hers.

He lifted up and moved over her body, kissing the skin over her stomach. He bent his body, bowing as he laved one of her pert nipples. Holding open her thighs, he planted himself between her legs. He switched breasts, blindly swiping his hand over the nightstand. Having found the foil packet, he lifted upward and tore the end. Swathed in latex, he swiped the blunt head of his cock against her hot wet opening. They both shuddered. He positioned his cock at her entrance, and pushed forward. God. Damn.

She was tight, and he thrust into her, seating himself deep inside his mate. The feeling of a being wrapped in warmth enveloped him. Tight heat. A few more inches, and he was there. Her pussy squeezed around him. He moved over her body to claim her mouth, hot skin rubbing against hot skin. Bracing his arms on either side of Mari, he devoured her lips as he flexed back, reaming her entrance, only to pump his cock back inside. Deeper.

He barely held back from slamming fully into her. She felt so fucking unbelievable writhing underneath him. He pumped his hips, moving his cock slowly in and out of Mari. Her tight pussy encircled his dick. He trailed kisses along her jaw, and he pushed forward again. “Baby, you’re incredible.”

Mari arched her body to meet his. Her tits grazed his skin, driving him berserk. He forcefully thrust into her. This time he plunged deeper, harder.

Moaning, she dug her nails into his arms. “More. Give me more.”

“Okay. No more holding back.” He began rocking his hips in powerful gyrations, slamming his full length into her. He flexed back and repeated driving his length back into her. Sweat trickled down his face, a firestorm swept over his body, and he was so close to a mind-altering explosion.

A couple more thrusts, and he’d unleash. “How close?” He asked, griping her hips, hurling forcefully inside her.

“I can’t hold on much longer.” She squeezed his cock. Using her muscles, she milked him, pumping her hips to meet each of his thrusts. She cried out, “Conrad, I’m coming.”

He let go, giving himself to Mari. “Baby, that’s it.” His body tightened, contracted, and then ricocheted in his release. Waves crashed down upon him. She cried out his name; the sound filling him. He jetted once. Then again. It felt like white lightning shot from his balls out his dick. “So. Good.”

“You feel wonderful inside me.” She kissed up his neck, sucking and nuzzling.

“Baby, kiss me. I got to taste your lips.” He kissed her soft mouth, trembling against his lips. “Mari, baby. Mine.”

She reached up, her fingertips gently tracing the contours of his face. “Mine, too,” she murmured.

Rolling on his side, he pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her. Together they lay entwined. The sound of their heartbeats and breathing filled the room.

* * *

Sunlight filtered into the room through the slightly drawn curtains. He closed his lids, realizing the scent he inhaled was the aroma of fresh coffee. He patted the space next to him, his brain reconnecting. Damn. The bed was empty. The sheet cool to touch where a warm body should be snuggled. Next to him. Conrad bolted upright.

Mari came into view at the doorway. Naked, silky skin and leaning for a beat. Observing him with shimmering eyes. His body tensed, ready for another round of claiming his mate. Hell, they were well past that, but he enjoyed the idea of making love to her. Slowly, this time. Deliberate.

“Cup of coffee?” She had her hands wrapped around a mug. “I didn’t know how you took yours.”

“Black with a dash of cream.”

“This one has sugar. I’ll grab another.”

“Doesn’t matter. Come back to bed with me.”

He watched the swing of her enticing hips, and the way her breasts moved in rhythm had him wide awake, counting the steps until she settled under him.

Mari set the mug down on the nightstand next to her earrings. Smiling down at him, she tumbled into bed with the slightest tug to her arm. “Lover mine,” she whispered.

“Baby,” he murmured, pressing his mouth over hers. Her heartbeat thudded rapidly, and her body was a click from the relaxed, yielding mate he’d grown accustomed to for hours last night ’til the first rays of sunlight this morning. “What’s running through that mind of yours, sweetheart?” he whispered, outlining her lower lip with the pad of his thumb.

She ran her hand over his chest. “You’re alpha. How come you’re not with another alpha?”

He had expected this topic to come up. Over the hours they’d spent together, he’d reached a decision. One if she agreed to would give them what they needed to find their footing and break from the past where pain had tainted their perspective.

“‘Alpha’ as a term doesn’t mean diddly. Shifters evolve into rankings. You were right. Not everyone is born with a silver spoon or alpha rank. Doesn’t mean when two mate, there isn’t some recalibrating. Easy for me to see, you’re a natural to step up and lead. As parents of our own brood, automatically you are the alpha female, my love.”

“Are you saying you’ve no intention of staying within your family?”

“None. You’ve made me think about reconnecting, but not that close. I want to start our own pack, unless you’re bound to remain with yours. I didn’t get the feeling that you’re unequivocally attached.”

“You got that right,” she agreed. “I’ve never fit in with them. I love them, but it’s like I’m constantly out of step.”

“Sounds like your potential has been untapped. It’s the reason why children leave a pack. To form another. My instincts tell me you’re a born leader.”

“This time your instincts might be off base.”

“Don’t think so, darling.” He pressed his hands over her legs, running his palms across her skin, which had broken out in chill bumps. “I want you, and I hope you want me half as much.”

“Silly man, you must know I long for you.”

“After last night, I believe our two hearts melded.” She stared at him without blinking. Butterflies swarmed in his stomach, but hell, he’d been in tighter situations. If she didn’t feel the same, he’d never know without taking a risk. She was worth more.

“I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

“Sweetheart, I love you. From the moment we met, I felt an instant connection,” he said.

“So I’m not the only one. Darling, I love you too. I saw you coming down the hall last night, and it was like being struck by lightning. At first, I was afraid. I wanted it to be true—”

“It is true. Today and forever. You’re my destination. The one I’ll come home to and seek out. Love. Protect. Mari Dunhill, marry me.”

“How do you know?” she asked.

“I know. And so do you. It’s what we feel. Just say the word, love.”

Yes.” She said and added, “My love.”

“God, that sounds perfect coming from your lips.”

“We’ll marry and one day we’ll start our own family. A new wolf pack in Denver.”

“Do you really want to wait to start a family?” He skimmed his hands down from her waist and wedged open her legs. Conrad moved in between her thighs, a low growl rumbling from his lips.

“Um, we’ll have to wait until after we’re married.” She laughed, fanning her fingers over his cheeks.

“You know what they say, practice makes perfect.”

“Overachiever much?” Mari arched a brow at him.

“Baby, where you’re concerned…always.”

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Alpha Speed Dating
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He glared at the back of the man’s head, then noticed the rippling of the driver’s skin. It wasn’t the sign of shifter. This type of creature existed, but he had not seen one for years. Quinn sniffed, inhaling deeply while pushing aside the sickening cherry odor mask. He locked onto the underlying scent. Pervasively rank, and there was only one type of creature that had this stench. He tapped on the glass separating the compartments and the driver peered into the rearview mirror. The eyes that stared back were not human and they were not shifter. Hell, vampires didn’t even possess eyes like those. No whites. Complete black cavernous pits stared back at Quinn, but then the driver looked forward as the car in front braked.

The cab skidded to a stop. Quinn opened the cab door on the opposite side from the driver and chugged forward onto the street.

“Shite,” he swore, skidding to a stop as a car flew in front of him. He sprinted across the two-lanes of oncoming traffic. The screeching of breaks behind him got his attention. The driver U-turned the cab, staring at him as though memorizing him. Absorbing.

Quinn did not have the luxury of pondering that messed up ride. It was the past. The present mattered. Getting his head on and back to the Den paramount. He had to get his bearings. The park was up ahead along Mile High Circle. He was about five kilometers from the Den. He took to the sidewalk and dialed Sherry’s number while keeping tabs on the traffic and people on foot.

When she answered, he nearly shouted, “Can you leave? Right now? Weird got a whole lot weirder. What type of creatures flicker?”

“Is this some warped game of twenty questions?”

“No joke. Do you know? I’ve had some experiences. I got out of the cab it was concerning enough.” He didn’t want to sound an alarm if he were wrong. The
Unseelie
hadn’t been seen in Denver in fucking forever. He had to be wrong.

“You said flicker?” Sherry’s voice rose. “Do you remember my last request? Quinn, words travel beyond the cell lines. Do not say another word on the subject. Where are you? I’ll pick you up.”

“Meet me at Bryant and Mile High. There’s a hotel on the corner.”