Leader of the Pack (9 page)

She cataloged her body, finding
marks of his possession everywhere.
Bites.
Finger
bruises.
Even a scratch or two.
Each one identified
her as
Per’s
mate.
Yohana
arched under the warm water with a pleased sigh even
though she knew she ought to be pissed. She’d never wanted to be the property
of some obnoxious Alpha male, yet today she sported the marks with a kind of
pride. It felt surprisingly good to be owned.

“You aren’t the only one with
marks,” Per purred, joining her in the shower.

He wrapped himself around her back,
pressing a kiss to the curve of her neck. Per cupped her full breasts, gently
teasing her nipples to fullness while he pressed his hard cock against the
small of her back. Even after an exhausting night, he was ready for another
round.

“Don’t you have to get to work?” she
asked.

“Not at five in the morning. I
normally get up at six unless I have surgery scheduled, which I don’t today.”

“What are your plans for the week?”

“After I make love to you, you
mean?”

“Uh-huh.”

Per nipped her neck,
then
turned her around. He dipped his head to suck her
nipples as his hands slid over her hips and settled at the small of her back.
She arched toward him.

“Combination
of consults with new patients and follow-up visits to check patient progress
after surgery.
Rounds at the
hospital.
Surgery on Wednesday and Thursday.
You?”

“Quiet until
Thursday.
I have a council meeting.” She
groaned as she thought of the contentiousness of the members. The last two
months she’d received veiled threats that she take a Mate or face an outright
challenge for her pack. Per bit her nipple and her eyes flew open to meet his.

“Don’t think about that. I don’t
want you tense when I slide my cock inside you.”

Yohana
chuckled as she snaked her arms along his broad chest and
around his neck. “I promise you, I won’t be relaxed when you fuck me. It’s not
remotely possible.”

He grinned. “No, I suppose not but I
don’t want you worried.”

“You just want me to think about
you.”

“Yes.
Exactly
right.”

“I think I can do that.”

She reached up, catching his hair in
her fingers, and tugged his head down. She covered his mouth with hers,
exulting in the soft growl in his throat as he responded. Lifting her leg along
his hip, she rubbed her pussy against his cock. She hooked her leg around him,
enjoying the slip and slide of their bodies as the warm water sluiced over
them. His hands grasped her hip to hold her still. Then he filled her.
As if they’d never been apart.
Were always
meant to be together.
Him inside her.

Yo
arched her head back, enjoying the way his tongue skimmed
along her throat.
The soft nips of his teeth.
She
couldn’t remember ever offering a male her throat before. He slapped her ass
and her eyes flew open. He laughed when she gave a low growl of threat.

“Quit thinking and fuck me.”

Her lips curled and she laughed.
“You like to live dangerously.”

“Constantly.”

Per lifted her off her feet and
pressed her to the wall of the shower, startling a gasp from her. He was
perfect.
Broad, tanned shoulders.
Firm
pecs
.
Tight abs.
And
every inch of him belonged to her.
Hers to command.
Could there be anything hotter?
Yo
wrapped her arms
and legs around him, pressing hot kisses to his neck and shoulders.

“Fuck me,
Per
,”
she breathed in his ear.

“Finally.”
He chuckled.

Per cupped her ass in his hands and
thrust deep. She gasped as he withdrew and took her again.
Moving
with him.
Even if she’d tried, she couldn’t have remained still. His
maleness called to her.
Demanded a response.
One she
gave willingly.

Their mouths came together. Rough
and wet. Hot. Just like their bodies.
Yohana
clenched
on his cock as he slipped deep.
Arching into him.
He
tried to slow things down, but she wouldn’t let him. She rode hard, clutching
him with her hands.
Her pussy.
He groaned, driving his
hips forward. His thick cock pounded in and out while
Yohana
dug her fingers into his shoulders.
Grinding her pussy
against him.

“Harder,” she moaned.

He grunted, obeying her. Adjusting
his grip, he set his feet and rolled his hips.
Enhancing her
pleasure as they strove together for release.
Per lowered his head and
took her mouth again.
Yo
sobbed, twining her tongue
with his as his cock danced inside her. She stroked his wet muscles, finding
and teasing his tight nipples with pinches and light caresses. A flush of heat
rose from his skin. He pressed kisses to her cheek.
Her neck.
Even dipping his head down to catch her nipples in his mouth.

“Fuck yes,” she cried.
“Faster, Per!”

All of her muscles began to tense as
her arousal spiraled higher. Her nipples tightened and pussy grasped his
plunging cock. Her clit throbbed. It almost hurt, yet she fought for more.
Abandoning all sense.
All control. She opened for each stab
of his cock, yearning for more.
Her pussy’s grip rhythmic.
Squeeze.
Release.
Clench. Relax. Until she was panting
and slick with sweat, even as the hot water washed it from her body.

“
Fan, du
är
het
,” he groaned in her ear as he took her. Gripping her hips and pounding
hard…pleasing them both.

“I’m hot?”

“
Ja
.”

She laughed then groaned as he
shifted his thrust. Arching into him,
Yohana
shouted
as the spasms took her. Her pussy contracted on him.
Rippling
with her orgasm.
She clutched him, forcing her eyes open to look into
his face. His expression looked more like agony than pleasure as he plunged
into her. All the while, her own pleasure shook her.
Physically
and emotionally.
This felt so right. As if she could take this male into
her body for years and never tire of the act, or of him.

“
Ja
,”
he growled. His eyes opened and he stared into hers as he took her. “You’re
mine
,
Yohana
.”

She tensed in opposition, but he
prodded her pussy and she shuddered again. He had her and she knew it even as
her body shook with need.
Release.
Desire.
Her teeth elongated and she wanted to mark him. Make sure every bitch knew who owned
him, but she fought it. Instead, she pressed kisses to his neck. Teased his
nipples and seized him with her pussy. He shook and howled as the convulsions
of orgasm ripped through his body.

Yohana
moaned, her body quivering in sympathy as he shot his cream
into her. Residual shivers of satisfaction coursed through her. He pumped his
hips, holding her tight as his climax spent itself. Finally, he collapsed
against her, barely managing to stay on his feet. But he didn’t let her go. His
cock remained buried inside her while he pressed her to the wall of the shower.
His head rested on her shoulder. She dropped her head against his neck. Why did
this feel so right? It shouldn’t. But it did. Like she’d found what had always
been missing.

“You
did,
älskling
.”

“Did what?”

He lifted his head slowly. As if it
weighed a ton. But still he looked into her eyes. “You
have
found what’s
always been missing and so have I.”

Yohana
shuddered.
This time with terror.
Not pleasure. It wasn’t possible. He couldn’t hear her.

“Can’t I? Why shouldn’t I hear you?”

“No.”

She shook her head, tensing in his
arms. He sighed, gently releasing her. She gasped as he withdrew from her. The
withdrawal hurt. Not physically. But still it felt as if something had been
torn from her body. Her legs fell from his hips and he steadied her as she got
her feet under her. Her legs felt like jelly. But she couldn’t stay here. They
were
not
True Mates.

He gently tipped up her chin and
pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Run for now,
älskling
.
I’ll let you go. But we have a deal,
ja
?
You’ll be back on Friday evening for the fundraiser at the hospital?”

Yohana
took a deep breath. “Yes. We’re agreed.”

She stepped under the water and
washed her body, trying to get his scent off her. But she knew she fought a
losing battle. They were entwined forever now. She just wasn’t ready to
acknowledge it.

Per watched her wash.
Scrubbing as if her life depended on it.
He wanted to reach
over and help her, but he knew she’d push him away. She couldn’t handle the
truth right now. Couldn’t accept that what was between them was a miracle. That
somehow, of all the wolves in the world, they’d finally found each other.
True Mates
.

She might fight him. But he was as
stubborn as she was.
Maybe even more stubborn.
After
all, he was a Swede.

“What are you laughing at?” she
grumped, rinsing shampoo out of her short hair.

“I’m reflecting on stubbornness.”

“I’m not stubborn.” Her mouth turned
down, making him want to kiss her.

“Determined
then.”

“Humph.” She ducked under the water.

Per watched her, waiting his turn to
get washed up. She stepped aside, giving him a wide berth. He stepped under the
showerhead and let the hot water rinse away his sweat and hers. He opened his
eyes to find her watching him. She swallowed and he couldn’t keep a smirk from
his lips.

“Want to help?”

“If I help you wash, we’ll never get
out of here.”

“Gracious of you to acknowledge it.”
He laughed as he washed and rinsed his hair.

“The sex is awesome.”

He frowned at her. “It’s more than
sex and you know it,
Yohana
.”

She shrugged. Still she fought him.
Fought the truth.
But not only was he stubborn, he was
patient. He intended to wear her down like water over rock. Eventually, she’d
be smooth and shiny just like a river pebble. He could wait because he had the
advantage. He knew that being separated for the rest of the week was going to
be just as painful for her as for him because they were True Mates. In fact, it
would be worse for her because she wouldn’t admit it. In the meantime, he could
flirt and seduce her with breakfast. She had to be hungry. He knew that he was.

Yohana
fought to keep her attention on the city council meeting.
It was the usual suspects around the room. Most of the council members looked as
bored as she felt while her cousin Dan expounded about the advantages of
welcoming Super-Mart into town. How they wouldn’t have to travel so far for
necessities. How much less expensive they’d be.
Yohana
kept her face impassive as Kincaid
Redwolf
threw Dan
some tough questions. But then the old wolf liked to play devil’s advocate. If
someone said the sky was blue, Kin was likely to argue against it just to annoy
them. Dan’s face reddened and his voice rose as Kin got under his skin.

She was tired of this shit. Her mind
kept drifting off to Per. She remembered the way he kissed her goodbye at the
restaurant when she picked up her car. His lips were warm and soft.
His hands possessive as he cradled her close.
She needed
more.

She was jerked out of her daydream
when Dan jumped to his feet to make a point. Couldn’t he just shut the fuck up?
Jeez, he sounded more like an excited whelp than an alpha male pressing to be
pack leader. He kept arguing and
Yohana
fought an
instinctive snarl.
Time to stick a fork in it because both
she and the topic were done.

“No,”
Yohana
said quietly.
“Next item on the agenda.”

“But—” Dan began, but she shot him a
look that could have stripped paint.

“Next item on the agenda,” she
barked.

“Pack security,” Dan snarled,
dropping into his chair.

She’d expected this one but had
hoped he’d leave it alone for once. She crossed her arms over her chest and
arched a brow, conveying arrogance.