Chapter 8
Menace
Athread of madness licked the edges of my thoughts as I claimed her mouth again, each breath between kisses a desperate oath.
“Savannah,” I whispered against her lips, “tell me you’re mine.
” Her hands dug into my back, pulling me tighter, daring me to swallow her whole.
Her body said yes in a hundred frantic ways, but I needed more.
I stopped. Hauled myself back to sanity and made her say it, the words like broken glass. “Tell. Me. You’re. Mine.”
Her voice was a flame, scorching my doubts. “Yours,” she said. “Now and always.”
Her confession curled around me like smoke, choking what little restraint I had left.
The fire in her words seared my need to possess her.
I lifted her from the floor and pressed her against the wall, felt her pulse like gunfire beneath my lips.
She was mine in ways I never thought possible, her body moving with mine, every shiver and sigh a language I’d almost forgotten how to speak.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I rasped. “Say it again. I can’t hear it enough. This feels like a fucking dream.”
Her wolf flared beneath her skin. I could feel it calling to mine, setting my own wild instincts loose. It was there in the ragged edges of her breathing, in that tremor that wasn’t fear but longing. My teeth grazed her neck, the temptation of a claiming bite so strong I had to tear myself away.
“You’re not dreaming,” she gasped, her hands everywhere, fanning the heat between us. I was so fucking close to losing control.
“You need to understand that Bronc might be the Alpha of this pack. But I’m the Alpha of this house. Of our home. I won’t be gentle with you.” I growled, pressing harder into her.
The fight in her bled into something else, a complete and willing surrender. She arched toward me, her head falling back, exposing the line of her throat like an offering. “Menace,” she whispered, and my name was all I needed.
“Tell me it’s what you want.” My grip was fierce on her hips, and I had to dig deep for the strength to wait.
Her lashes fluttered, those wild green eyes boring into mine. The submission in her gaze did things to me I didn’t know I could feel. “Everything,” she said, and the words wrapped around my wolf like chains, binding and freeing me in the same instant. “I submit to you. Take me. Make me yours.”
Everything but the two of us disappeared. The looming threat of her father, pack intrigue and problems. There was only this: the feel of my body on hers, the taste of her skin, the unbreakable claim I’d stake. My lips moved over hers again, and my voice was an oath that went deeper than words.
“Once I start, I won’t stop,” I said, a promise as much to myself as to her.
The way she clung to me told me she’d never want me to.
The world blurred as I carried her, nothing more than shadow and pulse and frantic need.
Our bodies fit together in a rhythm too wild to be real.
Her lips traced patterns across my neck as I took the stairs two at a time.
“Now,” I groaned, “Savannah, I can’t wait.
” Her laughter was a sweet curse, and I knew I was doomed.
The bedroom door slammed against the wall.
I set her down and simply stared at her.
She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid my eyes on.
Dark auburn hair hung in loose curls almost to her waist. Lightly freckled porcelain skin faintly pebbled under my touch.
“I need those clothes off. Now.” I told her. More of a command than a request, but she followed immediately by unbuttoning her top. I noticed her hands shaking, so I took them in mine as she fussed with a button.
I tipped her chin towards me. “Hey, are you frightened?”
Her hands hesitated for a moment. “No, it’s not fear. I’m just nervous I guess. I know you’ve seen me naked. For Goddess’s sake, the way I was when you pulled me out of that lab…” She looked away.
“Savannah, stop.” I took both of her hands in mine.
I realized I needed to handle her with a bit more care.
As her Alpha, it’s my job not just to dominate her but to see to all of her needs.
I backed up until I could sit on the bed with her standing between my legs.
She was about my same height this way. “Let me.” I told her as I began unbuttoning her shirt the rest of the way baring a pretty pale blue lace bra when I pushed the shirt off her shoulders.
“Stunning,” I said as my fingers traced over the delicate lace of the bra.
“Turn around, sweetheart.” Obediently, she slowly spun, revealing her perfectly lightly freckled back.
I ran my hands across her shoulders and down her arms. Then I reached for the hooks of her bra.
I eased them open, then slid my hand under the straps and slid them and the bra off.
It fluttered to the floor landing silently on the plush rug under her feet.
I ran my fingers lightly across her back, then kneaded her shoulders, eliciting the sexiest moan from her as her head fell forward.
I then stood and gave her a little nudge forward so I could turn her back towards me.
Her head still lowered she quietly said, “Thank you… Alpha,” biting her lower lip, looking up at me through her lashes.
Shit. My dick could not get harder.
“You’re such a good fucking girl.” I told her and kissed her forehead.
Then I kneeled down on one knee and took one foot at a time in my hand and removed her boots while she watched, no doubt wondering what I would do next.
Then I stood and slid my hands into the waistband of her leggings and felt the firm globes of her ass.
I pushed down and drug both her leggings and panties down to her ankles, then removed them, which put me back in that one-knee kneeling position again.
Only this time, her bare pussy was within reach of my mouth.
“Savannah?” I asked as my fingers came up and caressed that completely hair-free intimate area. “Do you shave here? So fucking soft.”
Her pale cheeks turned an adorable pink.
“As part of my grooming regimen, when I turned 21, all of that was lasered. So it’s all gone permanently.
I’m sorry if it’s not attractive to you.
” She told me in a small voice as she looked down at me, her hair spilling in dark red waves well past her shoulders.
“Oh, Red. There is nothing about you that is unattractive.” I told her while I continued to rub my thumbs over the velvety soft skin.
“Spread your legs for me, sweetheart.” She did as I asked, revealing more of herself to me.
My fingers rested on her hips while my thumbs explored further, caressing the interior of the walls of her beautiful, wet cunt.
Her breaths were coming in shorter pants now as she stood naked before me.
“As a matter of fact, I’ve never seen a more beautiful, dripping pussy. It looks incredibly delicious.” My thumbs pulled her walls apart, leaving her open as I leaned in with my tongue and gave a nice long lick, lingering extra long at her clit where I gave an extra suck.
Her hands went from fists at her side to grip my shoulders so she’d keep her feet. And the beautiful sounds that escaped her lips. Moans and gasps that filled the room only drove me to give her more.
As I rose, my tongue licked from her core up her soft stomach to her round, ample breasts.
When I reached her neck, my teeth lightly grazed the spot I intended to place my mark.
Then my mouth found hers again. My tongue traced her lips until it claimed her mouth completely.
I knew she could taste a hint of herself there.
I placed her on the bed, chest heaving like a madman. My fingers trembled against her skin, love and lust tearing me apart. “Tell me,” I demanded. “Will I be the first to have you like this?”
I could barely see, could barely think past the urgency of claiming her. My hands stilled on the hem of my henley as I paused before ripping it off.
“Tell me,” I said again, unable to hide the desperation in my voice. “I need to know.”
Her hand reached up to touch my hip, gentle in a way that burned. “You are,” she said, and the admission brought me to my knees.
“Your father,” I muttered, as I ripped off my shirt. The name a curse on my lips. “And King Dominic. They wanted you to be pure for that fucking marriage.”
“That’s what they intended,” she breathed.
Her gaze was unwavering, cutting straight to my heart. I felt the heat of it, a force that made me reckless and wild.
“I was a bargaining chip,” she continued, the words laced with something like relief. “But I’m yours now, and I’ve never felt so free.”
“Fuck, Savannah,” I whispered, unable to look away from her. My jaw clenched and unclenched with every beat of my heart, every pulse of my rage. “I can’t believe you survived.”
She was on her knees now in all of her naked beauty and grace. “You saved me,” she said softly.
The weight of her past settled over me, a shadow I couldn’t ignore. My mind flashed to the jungle, to the lab where Dane kept her captive. I’d found her in that hellhole, chained to the goddamned floor. A science experiment. I saw the fear in her eyes then, and it haunted me still.
She must have seen the cursed memory pass over my face.
“It’s over,” she said, pulling me back to her. “I’m free. I’m yours.”
My jeans hit the floor as I crawled across the bed to her, easing her back down. I stared down at her, my mind a riot of emotions. I wanted to make sure she was ready, make sure I wouldn’t hurt her. My jaw was so tight it ached.
“You’re sure?” I asked, my voice breaking. “After what they did.”
“Yes,” she cut me off, her voice firm. “Nothing can keep me from you. Not what Dane did, not my father’s scheming.”