Chapter 27
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
GARRETT
As I climb the path, Frank’s words ring in my head. When Angel spots me, a huge smile fills her face, and she abandons Tess without hesitation.
“Ready for some fun, my stubborn shifter?”
Maybe it was Frank and Callen’s speech, or just how gorgeous and happy Angel is right now, but I reach for her waist and pull her in against me. “Fun with you… hell, yes. You’re damn hard to resist.”
“Then don’t,” she whispers in a sultry voice. That’s all it takes… my cock hardens. Suddenly, I’m alone with her in a world with no pressure, no time, no duty. Only her and me.
“You don’t know what you’re asking of me, Angel.”
“I think I do.”
My hand strokes her hair, down to her shoulder, to the side of her breast. “I want you, Angel. Have since the day we met.”
Her eyes widen, then a very serious, heart-wrenching expression takes over. “Do not play with me, shifter.”
“Oh, baby, I want to do much more than play with you.”
Her face lights up like it’s Christmas morning and she’s about to attack that one huge present she’s been eyeing for days… weeks.
She kisses me, her tongue pressing between the seam of my lips, enough to tempt me to follow her. With her hand in mine, she quietly leads me away from the lake and all the shifters gathered for the celebration.
The path leads deeper into the woods. Her scent overwhelms me, the muskiness of an eager and willing female sending my blood racing south.
With no warning, she turns into me and brushes her mouth against mine. Lush lips open, inviting me in. It’s all I can do to contain myself as I envision tasting every inch of her.
As our tongues tangle in an erotic dance of their own, her hand weaves under my shirt, cool fingertips caressing abdominal muscles and pecs.
When she breaks the kiss, her hands slowly pull away.
A single eyebrow lifts before she turns and saunters deeper into the woods, leaving me staring at that delectable backside swaying side to side.
A chase… she’s teasing me. Fuck, but that’s not what she should be doing. She’s stirring more than me. My wolf growls, low and deep, hungry for conquest, claiming.
Mine, I tell him. I will not be pushed into mating a female, I vow even as I follow her through the trees. Her scarf falls, and she turns, a moment of indecision as she debates retrieving it.
That’s when the wind shifts, and I catch the most exquisite scent of her pussy. My dick is so fucking hard, I can’t take it any longer.
My stride lengthens as my heart pounds and my cock pulses with need. In seconds, I overtake her, pinning her against a tree. There’s a wildness in those blue eyes, but she doesn’t speak as I yank her jacket behind her, trapping her arms. Her breasts rise and fall with her heavy breathing.
One-handed, I rip open her shirt and stare at her breasts. It’s not the first time I’ve seen her naked, but the way she’s stands here—submissive, her need filling the air—I can no longer resist her.
My mouth latches onto a nipple and I suck hard, enjoying her moans, even the struggle she puts up trying to free her hands.
I’m not ready for her to touch me, as I have her right where I want her.
Fully vulnerable… to me. No other. This female will never submit to any other, but to me… . I need her, all of her.
I release my grip on her hands so I can pull down her jeans to reveal the treasure awaiting me. My hands explore over soft skin and flesh, learning every curve of her as my mouth moves to the other breast.
My tongue plays with her. Flicking, circling, even as her hands sink into my hair and she begins pushing me lower.
Fuck, that’s what I want. To taste her, make her mine.
As I latch onto this hard peak, my hands slide behind her, gripping her ass.
With one pull, I crush her body against mine, give my cock something soft to press against.
She grinds against me, nearly making me lose my sanity.
“Take me, shifter,” she whispers in my ear.
My mouth leaves her breast, kissing licking a path over ribs then belly. I don’t even recall removing her boots, but they’re on the ground behind me as I yank her panties down and push those long legs apart.
With one slow swipe of my tongue, the most succulent flavor coats my tongue.
“Fuck, that’s good….”
Speaking is beyond me right now. Slowly, I slide my tongue through every part of her, seeking that tiny nub. With every flicker, every tease from my tongue, she moans louder. Tasting her… hearing her need… I’m going to burst through my jeans.
“Need to… taste… you,” she struggles to say between breaths.
And I need to be inside her. Except I don’t have a condom with me. Didn’t think I’d ever have her like this.
I take her nub between my lips and don’t let go. She’s tearing at my hair, frantic with excitement, just the way I want her.
“Garrett, pleaaseee…”
With one quick sweep of my foot to the back of her legs, she falls and I catch her, spreading her on top of her coat, snow crunching beneath her. I turn my body around, positioning my lower half over her mouth as I resume licking her pussy.
She fumbles at my zipper, finally lowering it. Two warm hands pull out my dick.
Damn… I’d kept my pants on for a reason, but this…the warmth of her fingers wrapping around my dick… there’s no fucking way I’m going to stop her from touching me.
A brief moment of sanity intrudes, warning me to pull away, trap her arms, do anything to keep her from touching me, but I drown it in layers of need.
When my tongue flicks and teases her entrance, her sweet moans reach down and grab me by the balls. I can’t pull away now, especially with her stroking my dick.
My wolf howls—the final push I no longer care to resist.
I lower my hips, brushing my cock over those sensuous lips. Her tongue presses against my tip, but she doesn’t open. She tortures me instead, her tongue stroking up and down, making me nice and wet. Every breeze feels like ice against my wet dick, which makes me seek her heat all the more.
Instinctively, my tongue enters her, hoping she’ll mirror my move. She treats me to soft lips covering my tip… a tease or a promise, I only know I’m losing myself quickly. My fingers find her nub, circling that elusive piece of flesh drawing it out as I flick my tongue.
Without warning, she sucks me in, all of me, and swallows against my dick. Fuuuuuck…. I almost lose my load right there.
The wind sweeps over us, the nip in the air stirring my wolf. The need to dominate, to take her, consumes me. I start slowly, sinking into her as I squeeze her clit. Almost immediately, she shudders beneath me, opening her throat wide as she orgasms… and I push down her throat.
Her mouth clamps down on me, holding me hostage as her walls seize my tongue. Locked inside her like this, knowing she’s mine, I let go, spilling down her throat.
I’m locked inside my female, spilling down her throat… captured and claimed. Me… not her. What the fuck?
And yet, I don’t care. All I want to do is stay here, locked inside her, forever. My tongue lazily laps at her core, as I’m unsure where to go from here. I have yet to fully claim her.
When she releases me, I withdraw, only for her to latch onto my dick again and suck the top half.
Fucking hell, she’s not stopping, and I’m getting hard again, faster than usual.
My hips move with her as she bobs on and off me, heating me to dangerous levels.
My wolf growls, pushing me to finish claiming her, in a way that will make her undeniably mine.
I can fight him off, but only for so long.
“Playing with fire, Angel.”
Fuck, she can’t talk with my dick down her throat.
“Keep going like that I’ll claim you, fully,” I give her one last warning.
She increases her speed, and I’m getting close to spilling again.
No, I’m the male here. She doesn’t dominate me.
I pull out, and reverse my position, fully aligning my body with hers, pinning her down with my arms and legs.
My eyes don’t stay on her face this time.
They run down every inch of her, past those lovely tits, to the insanely enticing curve of hips and belly.
I try to ignore the cattle prod marks that still haven’t healed, and may never.
This female lies here completely naked, with all her beauty and scars laid out before me, the epitome of vulnerability while I’m fully dressed except for my jeans hanging down about my hips.
“I wasn’t done,” she whines, drawing my eyes to her face. There’s hope mixed with uncertainty there, but no fear, no regret. The corner of her mouth tips up just enough to make me question why she’s pushing me.
With my hand, I circle her clit, to keep her aroused and off guard. “What are you up to, Angel?”
“I need you.”
“You’re playing me.”
“I need you… to keep training me.”
“Oh, I’ll train you. Hard.” I slide two fingers inside of her and begin thrusting. No gradual increase, no easing her into whatever this is that she started but I damn well intend to finish, but not before I know what she’s doing.
Her hips begin moving, thrusting up to meet my hand. “You want something from me. That’s why you led me out here. That’s why you’re driving me wild. You’ve been trying to get into my bed for a while now. Why?”
“Fuck me,” she whimpers, the begging making me rock hard, as she damn well knows it will.
I flip her over, and press my lips against her ear, all while my dick rubs along her ass cheeks. “I swore I’d never hurt you, but that doesn’t mean I’ll play your games either.”
“No game. Take me. Hard. You need this as much as I do.” She struggles against my hold, knowing that will only rile my instincts to dominate.
With one hand against her upper back, I pin her down while I run my tongue down her spine to her ass.
No matter what game she’s playing, I can’t walk away without dominating. She is my female.
My tongue dips in the fleshy crevice of her ass as I inhale to that enticing little pucker.
“Yes. There. Everywhere.”
The smell of her wet pussy fills the air becoming too much to ignore.
With both hands, I pull up her hips, and thrust my cock into her heat, fast and deep. There’s a shift in the air between us—almost relief—as I thrust in and out, holding her steady, giving her no room to move, no ability to push her hips into me.
“Mine,” I growl with each thrust, until she’s screaming from an orgasm so intense her walls squeeze me until I pump more of my seed into her.
With my balls finally empty, I collapse on top of her, thoroughly spent, and thoroughly undone as I realize I wasn’t the one who dominated here. It was my female who controlled me from the start and finally got what she wanted… me, a fucking messed up shifter who’s forgotten how to live.