Falling for an Alpha (9 page)

Gabriel
thrust harder, grunted a little, and then she saw stars that couldn’t compare
to the ones she’d seen in the sky the night before. She cried out—another thing
she’d never done before. Good thing they were out in the middle of nowhere.

Gabriel
pushed into her pussy harder and then howled, literally
howled
, as she felt a rush of warmth in her pussy and guessed he had
come too.

“Wow,
that was something else,” he said, rubbing her nose with his own.

“If
I knew camping out in a tent could be this great, I would have done it a lot
sooner.”

They
both laughed.

She
could tell he was attempting to slide out of her but for some reason they
seemed locked.

“You
okay?” she asked him.

“I
don’t think my cock wants to leave your pussy.”

“Probably the wolf’s influence on you.”

“The what?
Why would you
say that?”

He’d
looked panicked for some reason when she’d said that.

“When
wolves mate, they stay locked together for thirty minutes. One’s been hanging
around again so I thought his habits might have brushed off on you.”

“Half
an hour?” he asked.

She
nodded. “I saw it on a nature show I watched. The poor male was with a female
he shouldn’t have been with, and her dad was after him. He couldn’t get away because
his cock was locked inside her.”

“Geez,
if that’s the case,
then
I won’t put the next thirty
minutes to waste,” said Gabriel, moving gently inside her again.

****

Sadie
had been tempted to look in on her newly paired couple a few times but resisted
invading their privacy.

She
was in the middle of one of the lessons she was giving to Presley. She was
learning fast and had already helped another child who’d fallen in the
playground. Had Presley not stepped in and magically made a cushion appear
where the child landed, she would have cut her head open. She was learning that
magic could help mortals like herself.

The
only complaint was from Brad and Lucy, who had told her that Presley was using
magic to pick up the toys in her room. They wanted her to do things the old-fashioned
way, and Sadie agreed that’s the way it had to be. Even witches had to pick up
their own toys. No shortcuts in the world of witchcraft.

“Presley,
what do we do when toys need to be picked up?” asked Sadie.

“Use
magic,” said Presley.

“No,
we don’t. You know better than that.”

“It’s
easy.”

“I
know it is, but you have to set an example for your new brother or sister when
they arrive this Christmas.”

“I’ll
pick up their toys, too, using my finger and magic.”

“No,
because you’ll make your mom and dad unhappy, and you don’t want that now, do
you?” Presley shook her head.

Sadie
was so excited that another Perfect Pairing baby was on its way. Well, two,
actually, because
Evie
and Kyle were having another
baby in the fall, which tempted her to see how Gabriel and Amber were getting
along.

“Let’s
check on two people,” said Sadie. “And how do we do that?”

“Magic
ball,” said Presley.

“Can
you make it appear?”

Presley
moved her hands over the table but nothing happened. She closed her eyes,
repeated her action, but still nothing happened.

“It’s
okay, sweetie, it’s something that we need to work on, so Aunt Sadie will do it
this time.”

Sadie
moved her hands over the table and the ball appeared in its center.

There
were Gabriel and Amber in a tent, and oh, my, this wasn’t G-rated stuff they
were getting up to, more like NC-17-type hanky-panky. Sadie quickly put her
hand over Presley’s eyes.

My
goodness, the new
couple were
getting on better than
she’d ever imagined. And maybe that was a good thing. Perhaps it meant she
needed to find Mavis as soon as possible.

****

Gabriel
leaned playfully into the back of Amber’s neck. He pulled her arms up so they
were outstretched above her head. He ran his hands down the sides of her body,
paying special attention as his palms passed over the side of her breasts. He
kissed her spine—every delectable inch of it.
 
He blew across both butt cheeks.

“Hey,
that tickles.”

“It
was supposed to.”

Her
ass was so welcoming. He ran his finger down her crack, and saw her wiggle her
butt.

“Did
that tickle too?”

“Oh, yeah.”

He
smiled, parted her cheeks, and could see her pussy, all red and glistening from
their last round of lovemaking. The scent of their pairing still hung heavy in
the air.

He
straddled her, reached for a condom, and sheathed himself, knowing she was
ready to take his cock again. Gabriel playfully circled her opening with the
very tip of his dick, hoping it was turning her on as much as it was him.

She
raised her hips up as if she were telling him—no
, ordering
him—to get inside her.

He
speared her pussy in one solid movement, groaning at the sheer delight of being
buried inside her walls.

Some
of the
nice side effects of being a
wolf shifter included off-the-charts climaxes, getting harder almost minutes
after climaxing, and getting locked inside Amber’s pussy. Nothing a guy could
do but snuggle post-sex. Wouldn’t every woman love a wolf-shifting guy for a
partner?
 
He smiled as he rocked back and
forth, his hands making circles over her back.

“
Ummm
,” she said.

“
Ummm
” was right. He picked up speed, feeling his cock slide
deeper, and he could feel her getting more excited. Gabriel leaned over,
nipping at the nape of her neck, and used his thigh muscles to push deeper and
higher.

She
groaned this time. Her pussy clenched him like it would never let him go, and he
hoped she wouldn’t let him go. He shuddered, his orgasm taking him unaware. He
pumped
her a
few more times, feeling her pussy milk
him for everything he had to offer.

“While
we’re locked like this, do you want a back massage?” he asked her.

“Geez,
are you going to spoil me rotten or what?” said Amber.

“Just
so you know
,
you have to give me one later.”

“That
sounds like a fair enough deal. I might just nap while you go to work on my
back.”

“Perfect,
because we have to go hiking. There’s a place I want to show you.”

She
was already asleep, her eyelids fluttering. He made circles across her back, and
noticed her nose twitching. That was so cute. And yes, now a little snore
escaped from her mouth. He bit his lip so he wouldn’t laugh. He loved
everything about her. Gabriel leaned over and kissed her cheek.

The
wolf had found his mate. He was going to tell her he was already in love with
her. It didn’t matter to him that she might not feel that way about him—yet.
But he had to tell her at the very spot his father had told his mother the same,
almost forty years ago.

Wow,
the wolf in him had also turned him into a romantic fool.

****

Sadie
had to give herself credit. Her tracking skills were second to none. She’d been
told by the Board that she wasn’t to have any contact with the rogue witch, but
Sadie was Sadie and sometimes she had to break the rules for her couples’
happiness. She might have guessed that Mavis White wouldn’t be too far from
where she’d done the dirty deed on Gabriel.

Finding
a witch that had been outcast from the Realm was tricky, but Sadie hadn’t given
up. The now-banished witch had always loved luxury and here she was staying at
a five-star resort on a lake in Eastern Idaho.

Sadie
put on her dark glasses and looked at Mavis lying on a sun-lounger, enjoying
what looked like a mojito. No doubt she was funding this little getaway on
money she’d tricked out of some unsuspecting mortal.

What
Sadie really wanted to do was blast her to the Realm and back, turning her into
a pile of ash. However, Sadie wasn’t that sort of witch, and she needed Mavis
all in one piece so she could reverse the spell on Gabriel. She took a deep
breath, willing herself not to lose her temper when she faced her.

Stay calm, stay
calm,
she repeated as she walked over to her. Sadie stood to the left side of the
chair, making sure she blocked the sun from Mavis. That would certainly get her
attention.

“Do
you mind?” she asked, taking off her glasses and looking up at Sadie.

“Well,
well, if it isn’t Sadie Sutton. I did hear your punishment was to deal with my
little mess. Taking a mortal to the Other Realm, tut, tut, tut,” she said,
waving her French-manicured index finger at Sadie.

“And
it wasn’t that difficult finding you. I just followed the evil smell.”

“Oh,
Sadie, you have to do better than that with your insults.
Sticks
and stones, sticks and stones.”

Sadie
pulled up one of the chairs that were close by and perched herself on the edge.

“So
you’ve found me, now what? You drag me back to the Other Realm to stand trial?”

“You
are banished from the Realm. We never want to see your face there again.”

“Oh,
I’m so upset about that,” she said, shaking her body.

“You
are a despicable witch.”

“Oh,
and you’re so righteous, aren’t you, Sadie Sutton?
Working
for the Department of Love.
Oh, and what is your little business called?
Perfect Pairing—darling, how sweet.
I bet it took you
hours to think up that name.”

“I
doubt you know the first thing about love, or even sweetness that matter.”

“Do
these poor mortals know witchcraft has brought them together and that witchcraft
can easily break them apart?
 
I could
have them all heading for divorce lawyers with a blink of one of my eyes,” she
said, snapping her fingers.

“You
dare do anything to my couples and I’ll…”

“You’ll
what?”

Sadie
took another deep breath
. Stay calm, stay
calm
.

“I’m
here to ask you nicely about reversing a spell you placed on Gabriel
Miller.”

“Gabriel…let
me think. No, the name doesn’t sound familiar.”

“Wolf shifter.”

“Ah,
yes, the young man who wanted his brother brought home safely.”

“Why
did you do such an awful thing?”

“He
knew the consequences.”

“He’d
been drinking and he thought you were joking.”

“Well,
I might have given him that impression. How’s he doing, by the way? Found a
pack yet, or do you think he’ll be a lone wolf?”

“He’s
doing just fine, but I know he’d prefer to be back to normal.”

“Normal,
can mortals be normal? Strange bunch, if you ask me.”

“I’m
going to ask you nicely. Remove the spell from him. You’ve had your little
fun.”

“And
if I don’t?”

“Then
I’ll be forced to do something that isn’t in my nature.” Sadie hoped Mavis
understood what she meant by that.

“And
after I’ve gone to all this trouble to lose weight, have my hair
done,
and my nails too. Come on now, Sadie, you’re not that
sort of witch. Everything with you is cupid and hearts, well, except for the
one time you hurt your neighbor. Whatever came over you? Oh, that’s right,
that’s how you were assigned to the Department of Love. Sort of full circle for
you, isn’t it?”

“I’m
asking you in the nicest possible way.”

“Oh,
all right. I suppose I do feel like changing the spell.”

Mavis
waved her hands in the air and mumbled. “There, the spell has been changed.”

“Thank
you.”

Sadie
stood up to leave, hoping she never had to see this awful woman ever again.

“I
do hope this Gabriel isn’t one of your clients at Perfect Pairing. I’m somehow
seeing that he is.”

Sadie
turned around, sensing something wasn’t quite right.

“You
and Gabriel should listen to the ‘small print’. I said
changed
, not reversed. I guess it’s your age, you poor thing.”

“What
have you done?”

“Oh,
so he is a client.”

She
had enough. She raised a finger in the air and sent a bolt of lightning toward
Mavis, toasting some of her hair.

“How
dare you?” Mavis stood up.

“What
have you done?” said Sadie, lifting her finger again. “This time it won’t be
your hair that gets
fireballed
.”