The Werewolf Mega-Bundle 2 (Ten BBW Paranormal Erotic Romance Stories) (3 page)

“I need to taste you,” he growled, releasing her hands from behind her head as he slid his body down between her legs and propped himself up on his elbows.

Then, he settled his mouth over her folds, and before she knew it, his tongue was moving up and down her warm slit, which Ella knew was already glistening with her own desire. He licked all the way to the bottom, ever-so-slowly, before licking back upwards and settling on her clitoris, and she gasped and writhed underneath him, almost unable to bear the incredible sensations that his mouth was creating. As he traced delicious circles over her throbbing nub, he moved one hand between her legs.

Pressing his index finger to her opening, he slid it inside, feeling her slick, warm tightness and growling against her. The vibrations from his mouth sent a violent shudder through Ella’s body, and she gasped as he moved the finger inside her, bucking her hips forward and trying to pull him closer.

Mr. Robinson’s mouth continued to lick, suck and nibble between her legs until she felt as if she just might go crazy, and she moaned with delight as the earlier pressure in her core suddenly exploded out of her, flooding her mind and body with warmth as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, seemingly dragging her over a cliff and to her peak. Gasping and whimpering as his hands and mouth continued to work away between her thighs, she slid her hands into his hair and tugged on it.

“Please, stop,” she said breathlessly. “That’s enough.”

He looked up at her with a wolfish grin.

“No it’s not. That’s only the beginning, my little maid,” he murmured. “Or should I say, my little mate?”

Ella didn’t care what he called her. All she cared about was having this gorgeous man inside her right now, and her lips parted as she imagined what it would be like to feel him sliding in and out of her, stretching her, filling her, and bringing her to indescribable heights of pleasure. It was as if her body wanted him in her more than it wanted air in her lungs, and her head spun with pleasure as orgasmic aftershocks continued to ripple through her body.

He dragged himself back on top of her, and then yanked her arms up behind her head again before leaning down and kissing her. Ella could taste herself on him as she hungrily kissed him back, glad that he had taken control of her again. Nothing in her life up until this point had ever made her feel so sensual and sexy, and she suppressed another smile as Mr. Robinson began to grind his body against hers. She could feel a distinct hardness digging into her thighs, and she bit her lip as she waited for him to take his pants off.

“Please,” she said, turning her head and breaking away from the kiss. “I need you inside me, now!”

“You don’t tell me what to do, little maid,” he growled, nipping at her neck and eliciting another yelp from her. “I’m in control here, and you’ll do as I say. Now, I’m going to let one of your hands go. I want you to reach down and unzip my pants.”

As he released her right hand, Ella happily obliged, gasping as she unzipped his jeans and freed his hard cock from his underwear. It was warm, thick and smooth, and she let out a moan of anticipation as he dragged her hand back up behind her head and resumed his grinding against her body.

“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this,” he growled, pressing the bulbous head of his cock right up to her slick opening. “Is this what you want as well?”

“Oh, yes,” she replied breathlessly, squeezing her eyes shut as another bolt of electricity shot up her spine. “Please!”

“Look at me,” he growled.

Opening her eyes, Ella looked up at him, and finally he was pushing inside her, his eyes burning directly into hers as her warm wetness swallowed him up. Using her muscles, she squeezed and released her cock as he began to thrust in and out of her and then instinctively arched her back, moving her hips in a rhythm with his.

Mr. Robinson sped up his movements inside her and then began to move his hips in a semi-circular motion, hitting parts of her that she hadn’t even known she had. She didn’t want to come again already; she wanted to savor the incredible sensations for as long as possible, but only moments later her body betrayed her, and she cried out as the warm waves of pleasure descended over her again and again.

Her legs quivered uncontrollably and her eyes almost rolled back in her head with ecstasy, and Mr. Robinson growled and continued to move inside her, thrusting with wild abandon now. Ella gasped and sighed as she watched the man moving on top of her, punctuating each of his movements inside her with a low groan.

Without warning, he pulled out of her and swiftly yanked Ella up by her shoulders before turning her over onto her stomach. She knew immediately that he wanted to take her like a true alpha wolf, and she clambered up onto her hands and feet, arching her back and biting her lip as she waited for him to enter her again.

Seconds later, he was plunging back inside her, and she couldn’t help but let out a series of low moans as he thrust into her, even faster and harder than before. When he reached his hand around and rubbed between her legs, stroking her clitoris with delicate precision, Ella was lost. She screamed as she climaxed once more, her mind and body flooding with wanton ecstasy.

As the powerful contractions continued to shake her core, Mr. Robinson grabbed her hips to hold her steady and continued to move inside her. Moments later, he growled loudly and shuddered, and Ella felt a warm wetness filling her up as he coated her insides with his seed. She rolled over and lay on her back, panting as she recovered from her orgasm, and her werewolf lover lay next to her on the floorboards for a moment before propping himself up on one elbow and staring down at her.

Ella suddenly remembered that she had tried to steal his money, and her cheeks turned red with shame as she sat up and cast her eyes down. He must have known exactly what she was thinking, because he grabbed her jaw and gently pulled her head around to face his.

“I am sorry, you know,” she mumbled. “About your money.”

He laughed softly.

“It doesn’t matter. It’s yours anyway. I only accused you of stealing it because I thought it would be fun to play with you a bit first.”

Ella’s eyes widened in confusion.

“What are you talking about?” she asked.

“Well, if you had bothered to check the other side of the envelope underneath it, you would have seen your name,” he said. “I was going to give it to you. I was about to put it in the letter and then anonymously drop it off at your house, but I was called away on an urgent matter for a while. When I returned, here you were, and you’d already discovered it.”

“I don’t understand,” she replied, more confused than ever.

“I told you that I was entranced with you when I first saw and smelled you. I knew you were special. I was going to give you the money to pay for your tuition so you could finish your degree and come and work for my company. That way I’d get to be around you all day, every day at some point in the future,” he said, his yellow eyes dulling back to their usual grey.

“That’s what you want?” she asked, almost unable to believe her ears. “Why?”

“I wanted you, despite how inappropriate it was for me to get involved with an employee. I could take care of you, but I can tell that you’re a strong woman and you want to be independent.”

“Paying for my college tuition is hardly allowing me independence,” she said, despite how grateful she was for what he had planned on doing for her.

“Well, everyone needs a bit of help sometimes. If paying for it now would allow your later independence, then I see it as a worthy investment,” he growled, his eyes burning again as he stared down at her.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “You have no idea what this means to me.”

“And you have no idea what this means to me,” he said. “Werewolves mate for life, and now you’re mine.”

“Well… I won’t let you down, Mr. Robinson,” she said breathlessly, reminding him of what he had said to her at the end of their interview.

He growled and pounced on her again, and the fireworks and magic began all over again. Even in Ella’s wildest dreams, she couldn’t have pictured a handsome billionaire like Mr. Robinson wanting her, but here he was, apparently basking in the fact that he had just taken her as his mate. She hadn’t known about the ‘mating for life’ aspect of his kind, but it didn’t matter. She would be able to follow her ambitions and finish her degree, and then work side-by-side with him for the rest of her life, and as far as she was concerned, that was perfect. As his mate, all of her dreams were about to come true.

***

As she photocopied the reports that her immediate superior had asked for, Maya Ludgate yawned and wished that it was four o
’clock already. Normally, she would finish at five, but seeing as it was the middle of winter, employees were allowed to leave an hour early just to make sure those with long commutes could make it home before dark – before the curfew set in.

It had been like this for two years now. The werewolves had apparently experienced an enormous population explosion, and decided to take over the night. Two years ago, hardly any humans were aware of their existence, and now it seemed that they were not only aware of them, but the werewolves were the bane of their own existence.

It wasn’t illegal to go out at night per se, but there was a curfew in place in order to protect humans. If anyone was out after dark, there was a high chance that they would be attacked by ravenous werewolves, as that was the only time that a werewolf could reveal its true nature. Daylight was the only safe time now, and many businesses such as night clubs, bars and restaurants had gone completely under.

Certain savvy people had managed to capitalize on the werewolf situation and make an absolute killing, and that was exactly what the company Maya worked for had done. Or rather, what the CEO and owner of the company, Victor Lucas, had done. He had created several daytime restaurants and bars in every major city across the US, and these locations used certain lighting effects that mimicked night time, so that patrons could feel like they were going out for dinner and drinks in the good old days, before the werewolves made themselves known.

After these businesses had done well, Mr. Lucas had used the money to invest in several other enterprises including new social networking sites, and within two years he had become one of the country’s youngest billionaires at only thirty-seven.

If he’s so rich, I don’t see why I have to work for so little. But I guess that’s just capitalism,
Maya thought as she saw Mr. Lucas himself stepping off the elevator. She was lucky enough to have scored a position as an administrative assistant on his floor, but it paid so little that she was barely able to afford her rent half the time.

Yawning again, she sat back down at her desk and began to collate the photocopies, glancing up as Mr. Lucas crossed the room. He looked over at her for a second, and his eyes darkened. Turning on his heel, he strode over to her, and Maya’s heart leapt into her mouth.

“I don’t think we’ve been introduced before,” he said, scowling. “Anyway, I don’t think that’s a very appropriate outfit for you to be wearing if you want to work in my office any longer.”

Maya felt her face burning, and she cast her eyes down to her lap in shame.
What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?
she wondered, desperately trying to think of something to say. She was wearing a simple black long-sleeved wrap dress that she had picked up on sale a few months earlier, and she had thought it was actually quite nice with the way it skimmed her voluptuous breasts, hips and thighs while only showing a hint of cleavage. She had always dressed modestly, and this dress was a prime example of that. Mr. Lucas was known for his explosive temper, however, and she was terrified that she would lose her job if she tried to defend herself.

“Well?” Mr. Lucas continued. “Do you have a name?”

Maya swallowed hard and looked back up at him. Despite the fact that he was so powerful and intimidating, she had to admit that he was a very good-looking man. He was tall with dark hair, chiseled features and striking hazel eyes – exactly what her mother would call ‘tall, dark and handsome’. She had never seen him with a woman, but assumed that he had a string of tall, thin actress and model girlfriends who followed him around, attending to his every sexual need.

“Yes, Victor…. I mean, Mr. Lucas,” she said, inwardly cursing herself for having accidentally addressed him by his first name. “It’s Maya.”

“Well, Maya, I expect to see you tomorrow in something decent. This is a workplace, not somewhere for you to pick up men,” he growled.

His eyes blazed with anger combined with some other unfamiliar emotion, and Maya gulped again as he turned on his heel. He started to walk away, and then turned back around.

“And remember, it’s Mr. Lucas to you. Not Victor.”

Stinging tears filled her eyes as she looked up at him, and she thought that she saw a hint of a smile on his face as he stared back at her before turning away and walking over to his office. Grateful that she at least still had her job, she turned her computer screen on and began to type up letters that she had been asked to do.

The day seemed to drag on forever, and by three o’clock she was yawning again and contemplating having a nap on her desk. Everyone else in the office had left for a late meeting on another floor, and as the only lower level employee on the floor, she was completely alone.
No one will notice if I just put my head on the desk and close my eyes for a minute,
she thought.
Besides, my work for the day is nearly finished anyway.

Sighing, she moved her keyboard and crossed her arms on the desk where it had sat, before resting a cheek on them and closing her eyes.
Ten minutes, and then I’ll finish the letters and go home.

After what felt like only a five-minute nap, Maya woke up and looked around to make sure that no one had seen her. Remembering that they were all still out at a meeting, she sighed with relief and rubbed her tired eyes. Her relief turned to horror as she realized that it was completely dark in the office except for the bright glow of her computer monitor.

Glancing at the corner of the screen, she saw that it was seven o’clock.
Oh shit. I slept for nearly four hours?
Gripped by a sense of panic as she realized that she had no way of getting home, she contemplated sleeping under her desk, but then remembered what Mr. Lucas had said about wanting her to wear something else tomorrow.
He’ll notice if I’m wearing the same thing. Crap, crap, crap.

Her apartment was only a ten minute walk from the office building, and she had never heard of any werewolf attacks in that particular area.
I suppose it’s relatively safe. I should be able to last ten minutes out there without running into any trouble.
Sighing, she picked up her handbag and made to leave when she noticed a thin strip of light under Mr. Lucas’ private office door.

He’s still here?
She wondered how on earth he was planning on getting home in the dark, and then remembered that he was a billionaire.
The roof of his office probably opens up to some sort of sky deck, where a hot air balloon whisks him away and drops him straight into his own house,
she thought. For a moment she thought about knocking on his office door and asking him, but then she remembered the stern lecture he had given her earlier. He was not a man that she wanted to risk making angry again.

Creeping over to the door, she decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator. The elevator door always made a loud pinging sound when it opened, and she didn’t want Mr. Lucas to hear. Besides, the stairs were good exercise.
Something I probably need,
she thought, looking down at her rounded belly and curvy hips.
I could definitely do with some toning up.

As she walked down the last flight of stairs, she thought that she heard someone else coming down behind her and paused. There were no more sounds, and she shrugged, assuming that she had just been hearing things. When she reached the main doors to the building, she took in a deep breath as she placed a hand on the large metal bar that ran across the exit door.

The minute she pushed it open and stepped outside, the doors would automatically lock behind her and she would be stuck outside until she reached the safety of her apartment. Exhaling, she opened the door and hurried outside, overtaken by a sudden surge of confidence.
It’s just ten minutes! I’ll be fine.

Taking her shoes off to minimize the noise of her footfall, she hurried down the road and then turned into the small alleyway that provided a shortcut to her apartment. The shortcut would cut off an extra few minutes, and she was desperate to get home as quickly as possible.

Taking another deep breath, she peered down the darkened alleyway to make sure it was clear and then briskly walked down it, letting out a soft cry of annoyance as she accidentally stepped in a puddle of water.

“Dammit!”

As she shook the water off her bare foot, she heard a snarl from behind her, followed by a low growl. Freezing in her tracks, she turned her head over her shoulder, frantically hoping that she was simply hearing things again. No such luck. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light behind her, she saw a hulking beast of a wolf crouching only yards away.

Maya felt as if she might vomit out of fear, and her legs were frozen in place. Her mind was screaming at her to run, but she couldn’t bring herself to move at all. Finally, her fight-or-flight response kicked in, and she turned and ran as the massive burst of adrenaline surged through her veins.

The wolf snarled again from somewhere behind her, and she could tell that it was chasing her. The moon suddenly came out from behind a cloud and illuminated the alleyway just long enough for Maya to see another puddle directly ahead of her. She noticed it too late and slipped over to her left as she ran through it, landing on a nearby pile of boxes that had been dumped in the alley.

Winded by the fall, she gasped for air and turned around in time to see the grey wolf slow down and approach her, its eyes a glowing yellow color as they stared intently at her face. Its hackles were raised, and it was clearly angry that she was intruding in the werewolf world; the darkness of night.

As it approached, it suddenly stopped and sat on its haunches only inches away, and Maya half-closed her eyes as it sniffed the air around her.

“Please,” she whimpered. “I’m sorry. I fell asleep at work and didn’t know it was dark. I just want to go home.”

The wolf growled again, and Maya opened one eye. To her surprise, the wolf began to morph into its human form. This was rare; as far as she knew, the werewolves generally attacked humans in their wolf form if they were out at night.

She watched in horror as it began its transformation right beside her. The wolf’s grey fur began to ripple in waves before turning into human clothing, and its muzzle slowly receded into a face. The powerful paws quickly became arms and legs, and only seconds later, a tall man stood in front of her. A familiar man.

“Vic… Victor Lucas…” Maya whimpered, realizing who it was.

“I’ve already told you once today, and I don’t want to tell you again,” he growled. “It’s Mr. Lucas to you. You’re lucky I followed you out of the building. Do you have any idea how many dangerous packs roam this area at night?”

“You… you’re a werewolf? Please, Mr. Lucas, I fell asleep, and I…”

He waved a hand at her and cut her off.

“I know, I know. I heard you before. You just want to get home. Well now… that’s just too bad, isn’t it?”

Crouching down and reaching for her, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her up to face him. She could smell his sweat mixed with expensive cologne, and whimpered with fear. His eyes glowed a bright yellow as he glared down at her, and he spoke again in a surprisingly soft tone.

“You shouldn’t have tried to come out here. You would have been better off sleeping in the office.”

“I know, but I was afraid,” she said, too frightened to meet his amber gaze.

“Afraid of what?” he asked, grabbing her jaw and forcing her to look up at him.

“If I stayed, I wouldn’t have been able to change, and you told me I couldn’t wear this dress to work again,” she whispered. “I can’t afford to lose my job.”

He growled again, before sliding an arm around to the small of her back. As he caressed and rubbed it in small circles, Maya remembered another thing about werewolves. In their human form, they were said to be masters of seduction. Despite her fear, she could already feel her insides seemingly melting and turning to liquid at his touch, and a twinge of arousal rose in her belly.

“I didn’t want you dressing like that because it’s a distraction,” he murmured. “You’re a very beautiful young girl, Maya. I’m a very busy man during the day, and I don’t need distractions. Especially distractions of the young and voluptuous variety.”