Beauty and the Wolf (12 page)

When he laughed, she knew she had said the words out loud. She opened her eyes and saw his face. A wolf. The man she loved.

When
Sophie came around his cock, Jake
suffered the most intense pain he’d ever felt. He wanted to come, he wanted to so badly. But she needed more, hell, he needed more. He needed to take her, pound her pussy until she screamed again and again.

He did. In and out he thrust. He looked down where their bodies joined. Hi
s hand now holding her open, stretching her
wide. His size distended her
, the lips of her cunts just small ridges surrounding hi
s
cock. I
n the back of his mind he knew he was probably hurting her. But he wanted
her
to feel the pain, the pleasure of
their
joining. Of his claiming.

He didn’t fight the shift this time. His claws extended but he was careful not to scratch her where he held her in place. His eyes burned and he knew the glow would be intense, the brown
of his eyes completely obliterated
by the gold.
His gums ached as his teeth lengthened.

Again and again he pounded, her juices flowing from her body and wetting the sheets. With the arm under
her
shoulder he used that hand to move her head to the side
, exposing her neck.

He felt the tell tale clench of her cunt. She was about to come again. And she would remember it forever.
They
would remember it forever.

He bent his head and took her flesh in his mouth, tasting the essence of her blood as she took the essence of his body.

He pumped his seed inside his mate.

All was right with his universe.

* * * * *

Sophie
lost count of the time
s they had made love in the next
few hours.
She didn’t quite know just what had happened that first time, but she felt like her soul had expanded, burst, and then reformed itself. After they had come down from their sexual high, she’d realized he had bitten her neck. At first she’d almost freaked, but the quite serenity in Jake’s eyes had reassured her. He stated that he had claimed her, the mark was there for others to know she was his mate and that if another male touched her,
that man
would die.

All said
in a very
matter of fact, very calm
way
.

And truthfully
,
very sexy. While she didn’
t condone possessiveness in a man, being protected and cared for was a whole other matter.
Every woman, no matter how liberated
,
wanted to be dominat
ed. Men had yet to learn how to be dominant without being dominating
.
It was a fine line indeed.

Apparently the wolf community had learned that skill.
Well.

The sex had been interspersed with
talking and food.
Jake had been
very forthcoming about himself and his culture.
Not that Sophie knew exactly what she needed to ask him, given the bomb he had dropped, but she’d learned a lot about him and his people. Or should she say pack. She also discovered the he loved to watch her eat. Could he be a more perfect man? She giggled.

They had just finished another
enthusiastic
bout of sex and lay on their backs staring at the ceil
ing. Jake turned his head.
“Something you find amusing? You do know it’s bad form to laugh when you have a man in your bed, don’t you?”

Sophie giggled again.

Jake pulled her body over his. “Just for that, I think you need to show me you how much you love my cock.
Ride me, Sophie,” he ordered.

She tried to pull away, but his arms held her against him. “Ride me,” he ordered again. His pressed his hips up, grinding his cock against her soft belly.

“I haven’t,
ever.” Sophie bit her bottom lip and looked up at him. “It’s too. I’d be too exposed, Jake. I can’t do it.” Her eyes implored him to understand.

Jake did understand. She still had issues about her body. Issues that wo
uldn’t be solved in one hot night
of sex.
He hoped he’d made some headway, but knew it would take time, tenderness
,
and a whole lot of love, to convince her he loved her just the way she was. He had enough of
all
three to make his mate believe.

Right now he was a little short on the tenderness side. H
e wanted to feel her pussy clenching around him
as she moved up and down. He let forth a growl. “On me. N
ow.”

He pulled her forward, sliding her wetness across his aching flesh.

“Jake,” she squealed, pushing against his shoulders and trying stop him.
His teeth clenched as he tried not to growl at her.
That’d be like an ant trying to stop
a
train. He wanted he
r. Now.

“Ple
ase, Sophie, I need you.” He
was shaking with the want.

“I’ll try,” she whimpered. She placed her hands on his shoulders and straightened. He groaned as her body was revealed. Her breasts, her belly, her pussy.

He leaned forward and took a nipple in his mouth. The hands on her waist urged her backwards. When he felt the top of his cock nudge her entrance he groaned around the mouthful of sweet feminine flesh.

“That’s it. Take me.”

She pushed backward until he was firmly lodged inside. Well, some of him was inside. There was still a whole lot more he wanted in her.

“Up.” He sat up in the bed, his back against the head board. The position pushed more of him inside her and they both groaned their pleasure. He let go of his prize reluctantly.

“All of me, Sophie. You know you can.” He dropped his hands to his sides, clenching the sheet with his hands. “Take me like you mean it.”

“That sounds like a line from
a very bad porno movie,” s
he snorted but wiggled her hips. Another inch. Just a couple more and he’d be in heaven. He couldn’t rush her, even though everything in him – including his wolf – urged him to ram upward, to take her in one deep thrust.

“You’ve watched porn?” he asked
, trying to distract himself
. He studied her face as she wiggled some more.
She looked so damn cute.
She bit her bottom lip, frowning as if she was working on some complex proble
m.
He supposed she was – h
ow to fit rod A into slot B.
God, she was making him insane with those wiggles.

“Sophie,” he growled.
He slapped her left butt cheek.

“I’m trying.”

“Try harder, before you kill
me.” His claws extended and ripped
the sheet.

With a final wiggle he was inside her.

“Thank God,” he groaned.

“No, thank me,” she giggled
again
. She flipped her hair behind her head and straightened, seating him more firmly inside her. She placed her hands on his shoulders for balance and started to move.

He had never seen a more beautiful sight.
Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed.
Her brown hair trailed down her back.
Her throat was exposed and it took everything in him not to lean forward and sink his teeth into the soft tempti
ng flesh. His mark was still pink, having healed, but still sore and tender to the touch.
There would plenty of time to mark her again. And again.

Her breast
s
bounced with each move. She was riding him like a cowgirl. He laughed.

Instantly her head dropped down and her eyes snapped open. “Are you laughing at me?”

“Yes.”

“Jake.” The look in her eyes almost broke his heart.

“
Good g
od woman, not like that. I’m laughing because I love you.” His arms encircled her pulling her to his chest. He gave into his wolf and thrust up. Hard.

“You are mine.”

She gasped as he continued to thrust. He was now in charge.
And the
y
both loved it.

* * * * *

“So how was sex with your mate, son?”

Jake snarled at his father.
They’d just finished back to back meetings with
finance and marketing. The newest ad campaign had somehow gone
south late
last night
. It was now
six o’clock
and he had another meeting in ten minutes.
He was tired, hot, and horny.
He’d promised to take Sophie to his house tonight.
He’d promised to show her his wolf.

He’d told Mary Ann to call his housekeeper and have his
refrigerator
stocked with Sophie’s favorite foods. He planned on fucking an
d feeding her all weekend. Those were now
h
is two favorite activities.

“You did have sex with her last night, didn’t you
?”

“Watch what you say
,
old man.
”

Robert Anderson laughed. It did his heart good to see hi
s
son so happy.

Jake rose from the
chair and strode to the window
looking out over the city he’d kn
own since birth. A city he’d watched
grow from a small hunting community to one of the largest cities in the country.
It grounded him to know that his sons and daughters
would watch it change and grow as well.

“She’s perfect.
No
t what I expected, but perfect.”
He remembered the feel of her riding him, his cock encased in the warmth of her flesh. Her slick, tight flesh.
Yeah, she was perfect. He growled.

“Reign it in, Jake,” his father warned. “You’ve still got two more meetings to get through before you can claim your woman
again
.”

“
She’s not what I wanted, Dad. She’s nothing like the women I’ve had.
I didn’t want a mate
and certainly not a woman like Sophie Abbot.
”

For all their super senses, neither man
heard the small gasp outside Jake’s
office door.

* * * * *

Sophie quickly turned away, leaning against the wall next
to
the door.
The folder in her hand floated to the floor, forgotten.
Tilting her head back she worked hard to prevent
the tears in her eyes from falling. O
h my god. He didn’t want her. What did she expect? Women like her did
not
get men like Jake
Anderson.

She
had so wanted to believe in the impossible
. She
’d
believed he was a wolf and she
’d
believed
that he wanted to be with her.
Now she knew her original doubts had been dead on,
s
he was just a
fuck.
A different type of sexual experience. She’d read about men like that.

She thrust her fist in her hand blocking the sob in her throat from escaping. She had to get out of her
e
before he saw her.

Running through Mary Ann’s office she made it to the elevator. Thankfully it opened almost as soon as she arrived and there was no one in it. She hit a button on the panel not caring where she went just as lo
ng
as it was away from
Jake. She wanted to sink to the floor and cry like a baby. She took great sucking breaths trying to calm down and think clearly. Where should she go? What should she do?

The elevator
’
s
doors
opened and a young intern stepped inside. His attention was focused on the
file
in his hand and he didn’t see her at first.

A small sob broke from her.

His gaze swept up, startled. “Uh, umm.
Ma
’
am
, are you okay?”

Sophie couldn’t answer. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

If she hadn’t been so devastated she would have laughed at the young man’s
dilemma
. He clearly didn’t know how to handle a crying woman, much less one he was stuck with in an elevator.

She sobbed louder.

“Oh my
G
od. What’s wrong? What do you want me to do?”

Sophie shook her head. There was nothing anyone could do. She just wanted to die. She h
ad to get away. She pushed the down button repeatedly.