When a Pack Dies (13 page)

“No,” Cutler chuckled against her skin, slowly passed his beard-roughed cheek over her breast then looked up at her with those melting eyes of his. “It’s just me, honey.” Grinning, he re-captured the tip between his lips and suckled her slow and deep. He caressed and pinched its mate until Fina squirmed and arched her back, pressing her breasts closer to him. Cutler lifted her easily, settled her over him so that her lush nipples dangled above his mouth, crushed her breasts together with his hands and tongued and mouthed them at the same time.

The tip of Cutler’s cock pressed into Fina’s crease and she began rocking against it...light, teasing pressure that made his heat and hardness trail between her legs. His cock jumped, caught the mouth of her sheath then slid over her pussy lips. It nudged her clit and Fina pressed against him lightly before tipping her hips to start the slow, hot tease all over again.

He growled against her breasts and bit her nipples with sensual restraint.

Long, drugging minutes of the dual onslaught had Fina tossing her head, chewing her lower lip and grinding her pussy over Cutler’s cock. With a fierce snarl, he rolled her onto her back, kneed her legs apart and lay between them. His shaft dug into her thigh and he sank his fingers into her hair, holding her still with the weight of his body. He passed his nose over her cheek, her jaw, inhaling deliberately.

Cutler smiled his approval when he caught the smell of his mate’s arousal. He kissed her. It was soft but possessive...a slow, learning pass of his lips over hers. She was his and he had hours to touch her, pleasure her. Rolling his big body gently, Cutler gloried in the feel of her small, warm body beneath his, the scent of her in his nostrils and the taste of her on his lips. Fina squirmed, her body wanting more direct stimulation but Cutler held it back from her. He knew how provocative it was to give a woman a taste of arousal then backpedal, leaving her hungry and anxious for more. He also loved the feel of all that softness rubbing against him like his horny little mate couldn’t get enough of him. Leaning more of his weight into her, stilling her movements, Cutler settled his mouth over Fina’s and licked the inner rim of her lips.

Trembling, Fina wasn’t sure if she wanted to squeeze him or cuff him. She opened her lips instead and sank her tongue into his mouth. Cutler growled and it made Fina so hot she squirmed harder, wanting to rub every inch of herself against him. Cutler tasted like warm sex with a hint of spice. He gave up on teasing her and drove his tongue deep. It was a thorough, patient exploration...like he was learning her. Fina learned him as well. She liked the way his breath suspended when she ran her tongue over his smooth teeth, the way his back trembled when she licked the roof of his mouth, the way his hips punched hers when she groaned and shoved her tongue into his mouth like she owned him.

“Hmm yeah, baby,” Cutler moaned. He broke the kiss and dragged his teeth over her jaw. “You’re mine. Every inch of you. I’m gonna love you just like that.” He wrapped his big hands around her breasts, plumped them then nuzzled the valley between them. He licked her skin, drenching it with his saliva then levered his big body up with such controlled violence that Fina gasped. Still holding her breasts, Cutler straddled her ribs, leaned his weight back on his heels and pressed his cock into her cleavage. His eyes glowed savagely as he began to slowly fuck her breasts, nudging her chin with the head. “Taste me, Fina,” he commanded in a tone that allowed no refusal. “Lick me. Make it wet.”

With each slow, teasing rock, Cutler squeezed her breasts around his length. His thumbs pressed her nipples sensually and he dragged his rod over the firm rise of her chest. Pausing at the apex, he growled his approval when she opened her mouth for him. His wolf’s eyes missed nothing as she swirled her tongue around the head, sucked him awkwardly then followed after him when he retreated. Pleasure traced through his balls as they dragged up and down her chest.

“Good, honey,” he groaned. “So damned good.” Cutler let go of his lover’s breasts and slid his ass further up her body. Setting his knees wider apart for balance, he supported her head and slowly dragged the bottom of his cock over Fina’s lips. He smiled ferally when her eager, pink tongue traced the thick vein there. He drew back and Fina’s eyes held his as she swished her tongue over him from head to root. His balls tapped her chin and without asking, he drew himself up, let them hover over her open mouth and held back a roar of pleasure when she tongued first one then the other. “Suck them, honey. Gentle,” he whispered coarsely and moaned his approval when she drew first one then the other heavy orb into her mouth to slowly work her tongue around him. “Damn. You’re killing me, Fina. Don’t stop,” Cutler breathed and let his head fall back. He moved his pelvis so she could reach his cock again. She licked him and his head shot forward so he could watch.

After three, slow passes, Fina touched Cutler’s arms, caressed his waist. She was old enough to attend mating runs and had seen women take men into their mouths in human form. It had always looked like hard work for the woman, uncomfortable too but Cutler used her mouth gently and pressed into her only a little. He held her head so there was no strain on her neck and he moved slow. Rather than being overwhelmed, Fina felt sensual, maybe even competent as he guided her. After one more pass, Cutler stopped. He levered his big body off hers, kissed her breasts then stretched out beside her. He lay his hand on her belly.

“Were you okay with that?” His voice was deeper than usual. Rough.

“Yes,” Fina answered. She ran her tongue over her lower lip speculatively. “Did I do okay?”

Cutler’s eyes crinkled and he grinned. “
Okay
? Honey, I had to stop or I would have come. Just a few licks of that hot little tongue of yours got me hotter than any woman ever has. Even if they...” His voice trailed off and he cleared his throat self-consciously.

She shot him a hard look.

“Okay. I get it,” Cutler mumbled, abashed. “From now on I don’t talk about...I don’t
think
about sex with other women. Especially when I’m in bed with you.” The corner of his mouth quirked up. “You’re my first steady girlfriend. Some of this is new to me.”

“And you’re used to being an Alpha.”

“Yeah. There’s that too,” Cutler agreed wryly then made an X over his chest with his fingertip. “Promise,” he vowed.

“Promise
what
?” Fina demanded suspiciously.

“I promise never to love another woman like I love you, Fina Whitesage.” He kissed her lips, her collarbone. “I promise that when I look at a beautiful woman, that’s all I see nowadays—beauty. I don’t feel like doing anything about it. Nobody moves me but you anymore, honey. It’s kinda weird actually.”

She slapped his shoulder.

“So...now that you’ve collared and neutered me, Fina, what
are
you going to do with me?” Cutler’s brows wriggled suggestively. He nudged her thigh with the tip of his hard cock.

“You’re the Alpha. You tell me,” Fina taunted then giggled when Cutler rolled on top of her to nuzzle her throat. He licked a slow, teasing path up and over her jaw then sank his tongue into her mouth with hot, thorough confidence. He kissed her gently, at first. Explored and retreated, teaching her and giving her time to experiment on her own. Cutler’s powerful, virile body covered her, warmed her, protected her and kept her fears at bay. Fina slid her arms around him and let him take what he needed.

She moaned in protest when he slid out of her arms and moved down her body. Cutler kissed her breasts, mouthed her nipples and suckled them languidly while his hands squeezed and stroked. His fingers trailed down her body and his mouth followed, caressing her ribs, her waist, the jut of her hip and her knees. Fina gasped when he painted tiny figure eights on her inner thigh with the tip of his tongue. Without preamble and like her body belonged to him, Cutler swung her legs to the side, letting them fall over the edge of the bed.

Fina bit down hard on her lower lip in anticipation and watched Cutler slip off the bed to kneel beside it, take hold of the backs of her knees and raise them high.

He was so beautiful. Inhaling sharply, Fina wrestled with the feelings Cutler raised in her. His primal, fundamental power overwhelmed her...almost. The perfect symmetry of his deep, furred chest rose and fell faster when he looked at her exposed sex. His nose twitched and his eyes widened as he deliberately breathed in her scent. Shoulders and arms that looked powerful enough to tear her in two shimmered in the moonlight and made Fina feel small, insignificant...adored. Cutler breathed in again. This time he smiled and his eyes drifted shut. His grip on her knees tightened and he levered them so far apart and so high that her tendons strained beneath her skin.

Wordlessly, looking down at her with a heady combination of lust and anticipation, Cutler ran his tongue over her exposed sex, across her anus, pussy, clit and mound. He swirled his tongue through her tight, reddish brown curls then up her belly to drive into her navel. He punched his tongue in and out of her like he was fucking her then sucked the surrounding skin into his mouth and gnawed on her gently.

“
Cutler
,” Fina gasped and she swore she felt him grin. Finally he eased off on the pressure and retraced his path. This time she sighed when he kissed her plump mound, and jumped when he circled her clit with his tongue. Squirming edgily, Fina tried to let her body tell Cutler she wanted him to touch her there. He ignored her unsubtle invitation. Instead he slid his hands down the back of her legs, stopping when they covered the crease where ass met leg. He spread her fleshy nether lips with his thumbs and lapped at the wetness around the mouth of her sheath. Fina squirmed even harder. Cutler seemed to be actually purring with pleasure and waves of contentment poured off him. He flattened his tongue, dragged the rough length of it over and around her then narrowed it to lap at her tender, inner walls, drawing out her taste, her wetness, her need.

He licked his lips, growled his approval and lifted his eyes to hers as he crouched over her.

“Mine, Fina.” Cutler’s voice was rough, animalistic and the muscles in his shoulders jerked. His wolf was very close to the surface and instinct told Fina she was listening to Cutler’s voice and his wolf’s, simultaneously. He grabbed her knees hard and yanked her into him, rubbing the thick length of his cock against her slit. “
Mine
,” he bellowed and his eyes flashed then narrowed on her.

Fina read the demand in them. “Yes,” Fina replied, tilting her head and listening for sounds that he’d woken Ryan. The house was quiet. “Yes, Cutler,” she said, gentling her voice, hoping to soothe this frightening possessiveness in him. “I’m yours. Love me, Cutler. Take me. Make me yours.”

Was she babbling? Fina wondered. Did she sound pathetic? Stupid? Apparently not because the jerking in Cutler’s shoulders stopped and the flashing in his eyes was replaced by the determined lust she’d seen earlier. She exhaled shakily and forced a smile.

“With the greatest pleasure,” Cutler whispered fervently and bent to her again. He dipped his tongue into her pussy, lapped at her contentedly then pushed back on her knees until they crushed her breasts, raising her backside and exposing her fully. He dragged his tongue over the tight pucker of her anus then drew lazy circles around it.

This play was new to her and Fina squirmed uncomfortably. Cutler tightened his hold on her. He licked and nibbled at her back hole, stirring up deliciously wicked sensations. Fina felt hot then cold all over. Her belly tightened and she gasped as she felt herself grow wetter. Her wetness trailed over her ass. Cutler licked it up with undisguised pleasure then forced the tip of his tongue into her ass.

“
Ohmygod
,” Fina groaned. She’d never felt anything like it before. It was so decadently delicious. Her anus grew more sensitive by the minute and she relaxed, reveling in the unexpected sensations as he licked and probed. Cutler’s breath stirred her tight curls and she shivered. It was so sensual Fina forgot about everything else.

Disappointment tinged with anger brought her head up when Cutler stopped and let go of her knees. She forgave him when he held her legs back with a heavy forearm and used his free hand to stroke her pussy. Panting now, Fina felt his rough fingertips move over her clit, rub it in slow, seductive circles before his thumb sunk into her pussy. His tongue returned to her ass. He bit one cheek then the other then licked her sensitized back hole.

Fina trembled when the gentle swirl of his finger over her clit firmed into a determined stroking. He growled, pressed his tongue deeper, shoved his thumb into her roughly and rhythmically and sped up the pace of his hand.

Again turning hot and cold in turns, Fina felt her thighs shake despite the powerful forearm holding them in place. She gasped and cried out when a fist of sensation squeezed her womb. “Cutler...please,” she begged and wasn’t sure why. She only knew she didn’t want him to stop. Knew she’d die if he stopped. He seemed to understand and snarled with satisfaction when Fina came. Hot pulses of release licked through her, gripping her core, her sex. She felt her muscles flex hard and steady, clutching at his thumb, his tongue, needing Cutler’s rough, determined touch. Barely able to stifle the moan of pleasure that formed in her chest, Fina rocked against Cutler, riding the maelstrom of her release. She shuddered violently when it faded.

With a move that was as powerful as it was arrogant, Cutler hefted her limp body back onto the bed, settled her head on a pillow and lay between her legs. His eyes on hers, he watched the dullness overtake her. He grinned ferally, dipped his head to her sex and flicked his tongue over her clit.

The sensation was too intense for Fina’s sated body and she jerked, trying to pull away. Cutler overpowered her effortlessly. He yanked her thighs over his shoulders, spread them wide, grinned again and began a steady side-to-side flick with his tongue. Squirming, cursing him under her breath, Fina gasped in shock and arousal when the uncomfortable intensity morphed into pleasure. She returned his grin, settled back on the comfortable bed and ran her hands over her breasts. Cutler’s eyes blazed with excitement as he watched. His hand moved over her slit. Slowly, two fingers slid into her core.