Wolf on a Mission: Salvation Pack, Book 6 (8 page)

Read Wolf on a Mission: Salvation Pack, Book 6 Online

Authors: N.J. Walters

Tags: #Shapeshifters;werewolves;paranormal romance;hot romance

BOOK: Wolf on a Mission: Salvation Pack, Book 6
5.68Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub

He ran his fingers through her hair and cupped the side of her face, tilting her slightly so he could deepen the penetration. She sucked on his tongue, wringing a deep groan from him.

She couldn’t remember ever being this aroused. She wanted to rub her entire body over his. He pulled her closer, and she slid her hands up his chest and around his neck. Everything about him was hard, except for his lips. His mouth was soft but firm. Coaxing instead of demanding.

She wasn’t the type of woman to have a fling, but whatever was happening between her and Elias didn’t feel wrong. Their tongues dueled and he ran his hand down the length of her spine. She arched into his touch.

When the kiss ended, they were both breathless. He rested his forehead against hers. “Sue?”

She knew what he was asking. She might not be experienced, her only lover being her ex-husband, but she wasn’t naïve. One word from her and they’d end up in bed. As much as she wanted Elias, her son was her main concern. “Billy,” she began.

“Shh.” He kissed her again, slowly sipping at her lips until she was lost. “We don’t need to go inside. Just let me touch you a little more. Hold you a bit longer.”

The underlying need in his plea tugged at something deep inside her. He needed her as much as she needed him. Maybe it was nothing more than physical contact. They’d both been through so much in the past months, and it was only human to reach out to a kindred soul for comfort.

It couldn’t be more than that. She had Billy and he had Sage and Reece, the wolf who seemed to be as much family to him as his nephew. They were passing through and she was firmly planted here.

But tonight, none of that mattered. Tonight, she wanted to feel his strong arms around her, wanted his touch. She wanted him to kiss her and make her forget all the nights of loneliness she’d lived through over the years. Tonight, she wanted to remember what it was like to feel like an attractive, desirable woman.

She cupped his face and the stubble on his jaw tickled her palm. He stared at her, his eyes dark and mysterious. “Yes,” she told him. Then she leaned inward and kissed him.

Chapter Eight

Elias knew he had to be dreaming. Nothing else could explain how he’d come to be sitting on Sue’s porch steps kissing her. She nipped at his bottom lip and he groaned when she soothed the small sting with her tongue.

This was no dream. The woman kissing him was very real.

He should walk away from her. That would be the sensible thing to do, the gentlemanly thing. But he was a wolf, first and foremost, and there was no way in hell he could leave Sue without tasting her, without knowing what it felt like to have her coming apart in his hands.

Still, a part of him knew this was dangerous. He didn’t want to hurt her, and making love with her and then leaving would certainly do that. Her hesitation and her devotion to her son were sure signs she didn’t make a habit of inviting strangers into her bed.

The magnitude of her gift would have brought him to his knees if he hadn’t already been sitting down. He wouldn’t go all the way. That was as much for her as it was for him. If he had her, he might not be able to let her go. And as much as he might want her, a long-term relationship between them was impossible. He was a full-blooded werewolf and she was human.

But they had this moment. They had tonight. It would probably haunt him the rest of his days, but he didn’t care. Some deep instinct compelled him to touch her, to take what she offered. His wolf rolled around inside him in sheer ecstasy at her touch. And all she was doing was kissing him.

He was in big trouble, and he didn’t care.

She eased back. “Sage?” she asked.

“Sleeping. Reece is with him.” It touched him deeply that she cared enough to be concerned about his nephew. “I can’t stay long,” he warned. He didn’t want to be the kind of man who made love to a woman and then left, but he really had no choice.

“It’s okay.” She caught his face between her hands, and he could see the understanding there. “It’s okay. We’re two lost souls and we both need this.”

That summed it up nicely. Except he didn’t feel lost when he was with her. He felt found.

He didn’t want to talk any more. Didn’t want to think about tomorrow or consequences. He just wanted to feel.

He threaded his fingers through her hair and kissed her. She opened to him, accepting him. But she didn’t know the real him, did she? Would she open so freely if she knew what he was?

His wolf was restless, but he ignored that part of his nature. He had to keep control of himself. No way did he want to do anything that might frighten Sue.

Her touch was gentle. Such small, capable hands. She was no stranger to hard work or tragedy. That made her all the more attractive to him. She was strong and courageous. That appealed to both sides of his nature.

He sank into the heat of her mouth, tasting and teasing until he drew a low moan of pleasure from her. His cock, which was already threatening to burst free of his shorts, hardened even more.

He’d never wanted a woman the way he wanted Sue.

But he couldn’t have her.

Anger threatened to overpower him and the moment, but he shoved it aside. He had her here now. He could touch and taste her. Bring her pleasure. That had to be enough.

“Elias.” She’d caught his hesitation and he now heard the same in her voice. If he didn’t get a hold of himself, he was going to ruin the moment.

“Shh.” He lifted her off the step and sideways onto his lap. Her hip pressed against his erection and he gritted his teeth to keep from coming. He hadn’t had a woman in a long time, and Sue was pure temptation.

The straps of her nightgown were thin. Barely enough to hold the garment up. He slid his fingers under one of them, caressing her bare flesh. She caught her breath but didn’t stop him.

“You’re so soft,” he murmured. He pushed the strap off her shoulder and then went to the other one and did the same. She was watching him with those big blue eyes of hers. Like a cautious doe in the presence of an unknown predator, he could tell she wasn’t quite sure if she should stay or run.

He leaned down and kissed her collarbone. So delicate. So fragile. He nuzzled the thin material lower until it fell to her waist. “You are beautiful.” Her breasts were full and firm. He had to taste them.

Elias cupped one generous mound in his hand and thumbed the already taut nipple. She sucked in a breath and squirmed on his lap. The pressure of her hip pressed against his cock was the most pleasurable torture imaginable.

He ran his tongue around the tip of her breast before flicking the tight bud. Sue grasped his head, sliding her fingers over his scalp, and tugged him closer.

He wanted to howl with pleasure at the slight sting of her nails as she held him. He growled and shifted his attention to her other breast. It was just as juicy and plump as the first one. He laved the puckered nub and then sucked it between his lips. Her entire body jolted.

“That feels so good.” Tension invaded her voice. He inhaled and scented her arousal over the perfume of the soap she’d used in her shower. It was sweeter and far more alluring than any man-made fragrance could ever hope to be.

Sue ran her hands over his chest and shoulders as he continued to caress and touch her breasts. Her breathing got faster and shorter. He slid one hand over her hip, all the way to the hem of the gown she wore.

She stilled when he pushed his hand beneath the garment.

“Do you want me to stop?” It was one of the hardest things he’d ever done, but he made himself ask. If she didn’t want him to continue, he’d wouldn’t.

Sue was poised on the edge of orgasm. She was half-naked, her nightgown bunched around her waist, her nipples damp from his attention. She might live far outside of town, but there was always the slight possibility that someone might see them.

On the other hand, there was something freeing about having her breasts bared to the night and to Elias. It seemed silly and juvenile to worry about going further at this point.

Elias was very aroused. His cock was big and hard and throbbed against her hip. Yet he was willing to stop. She wished she could see him better, but the moonlight only offered her a limited view.

His hand was poised at the edge of the hem of her gown, waiting for her decision. Instead of answering him, she reached down, wrapped her hand around his wrist and pushed it upward. His fingers caressed the inside of her thigh.

He made a strangled sound in his throat and then growled. She shivered at the sound. It was primal and scary and sexy as hell at the same time.

She wasn’t wearing any underwear, so his fingers met bare flesh when he reached the top of her leg. His entire body tensed and he shuddered.

He lightly brushed his fingers over her mound. She groaned and parted her legs to allow him better access. It had been so long since a man had touched her there.

She dug her nails into his shoulders when he nudged the slick folds apart and pressed one long finger inside her. He was the anchor in the sensual storm battering her senses.

His cock twitched against her hip, a very blatant reminder that he was aroused too. She was being selfish, letting him do all the touching. Besides, she wanted to see him, to explore his body as he was hers.

Sue reached down and slid her hand between them. The thin shorts were no barrier at all. She felt the heat and sheer size of him against her palm.

“Christ.” He grabbed her hand and yanked it away. “You keep that up and I’m going to come.” His blunt words sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. She liked that he was as affected by her as she was by him.

“But I want you to come.” She felt daring and bold in the dark of the night.

Elias growled again, the sound so much like a wild animal that it would have scared her senseless if she didn’t trust him. He moved, lifting her like she weighed nothing at all. He had her flat on her back on the deck with him sprawled between her legs in a heartbeat.

He was strong and fast. It wasn’t the most comfortable spot in the world, but when he shoved her nightgown to her waist and lowered his head, she no longer cared. His breath was warm on her inner thigh. She moaned and lifted her hips off the wooden deck to meet his mouth as he touched her sensitive flesh.

His hands held her thighs apart as he licked up one side of her pussy and down the other. Sue almost came right then and there but managed to hold back, not wanting it to end so soon.

She reached down, tangled her fingers in his hair and held him to her. He laughed and then probed the opening to her channel with one thick finger. She held her breath as he pushed past the natural resistance of her body and sank deep.

Oh God, that felt amazing. She arched upward, needing him deeper. Her inner muscles clamped down hard on his finger. As incredible as the sensation was, it wasn’t enough.

“Elias.” His name was little more than a breathy sigh, a sensual demand. He pulled his finger back to the edge of her channel. She panicked and desperately tried to keep him inside her.

“I’ve got you,” he promised. Then he added a second finger and forged back inward. It stretched her in the most delicious way. It felt amazingly good.

“Yes,” she gasped, loving the way he filled her. She wondered what it would be like to have his thick cock buried deep. “More.”

A low rumbling sound came from within him, and then his mouth was on her again. He flicked his clever tongue at her clit. Like a bolt of lightning, the sensation shot through her entire body. He pumped his fingers in and out, advancing and retreating at a rapid pace.

Every muscle tensed in anticipation. He didn’t disappoint. His lips closed around the sensitive nub of nerves and sucked just as he drove his fingers deep.

Sue planted her feet on the deck and pushed upward, her entire body bowing off the wooden platform. She cried out as her pussy spasmed around his fingers. Explosions went off in her brain as every cell in her body burst with pleasure.

When she finally came back to herself, she was aware of the hard surface beneath her. She was also aware of the light sheen of sweat covering her entire body and the sticky wetness between her thighs. She was sprawled, mostly naked, on her back deck with Elias still between her spread thighs.

He was using one of her thighs as a pillow and gently caressing her slick folds. The moment she truly became aware of his actions, they went from soothing to arousing.

Sensing the difference in her, he raised his head and smiled at her.

Her heart skipped a beat before it sank like a stone. What had she done? She was no good at one-night stands. She had feelings for Elias. It didn’t seem to matter that they’d just met.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, once again proving how perceptive and in-tune with her that he truly was.

“Nothing.” She tugged the straps of her nightgown back up her arms and then shoved the hem down until she was covered. It was one thing to be naked in the throes of passion, quite another to be unclothed when he was simply watching her.

She licked her lips and thought his eyes narrowed. “That was amazing. Thank you.” God, how inane could she get. And selfish. She’d had the most explosive orgasm of her life and he was still completely aroused.

She scrambled up onto her knees and reached for him. He caught her hand before she could touch him. “Don’t you want me to?”

Elias figured he must have done something incredibly bad or incredibly good in a past life if this was his payback. He couldn’t quite decide if it was heaven or hell. Sue wanted to touch him. If he let her have her way, he had no doubt she’d either jerk or suck him off in a heartbeat. But it wouldn’t be for the right reason.

He wanted her to touch him because she wanted him, not because she felt like she owed him. “This isn’t about payback,” he told her.

He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed her palm before gently nipping the fleshy part at the base of her thumb. She shuddered and the scent of her arousal hit him anew.

He could still hear her mewling cries of pleasure, taste her sweet essence on his lips and feel the wetness on his fingers. His wolf was going crazy inside him. He wanted to claim her. So did Elias.

It didn’t matter to either of them that she was human. She belonged to them.

But he didn’t dare claim her.

“That’s not fair.” She moved closer and put her free hand on his jaw.

“Life isn’t fair,” he reminded her. She of all people knew that. “What you gave me was a gift. I don’t expect anything in return.”

She swallowed and nibbled on her bottom lip before answering. “What if I want to?”

She was killing him. All his noble intentions fled with her words. He tried to speak but couldn’t get past the lump in his throat.

“Let me.” She stood and pulled him to his feet. At this point, he’d do anything she wanted, go wherever she directed.

This small human female had tamed the wolf and the man.

She led him over to one of the sturdy deck chairs. “Sit here.” She gave him a small push and he topped back into the chair, mildly surprised when the thing didn’t collapse under his weight.

Sue knelt between his spread thighs and rested her hands on his legs. It was like something out of his deepest fantasies. He’d imagined her on her knees in front of him, but never had he believed it would actually become reality.

She was watching him intently. He realized she was waiting for him to give her the go-ahead. “Whatever you want,” he told her. His voice was rough with emotion and need. There was no way he could deny her anything.

The smile she gave him was small, but it lit her entire face from within. She reached for his shorts and tugged. Elias lifted his butt long enough for her to pull them away and down his legs to his ankles.

He wasn’t wearing any underwear. The slight breeze on his bare flesh was almost more than he could handle. Then Sue touched him.

Elias wrapped his hands around the arms of the chair to keep from yanking her into his arms and impaling her on his shaft. Her hand was small, but her grip was strong and firm. She stroked him from base to tip. He bit his bottom lip to keep from howling.

He wanted to take her from behind, to mark her with his fangs so everyone would know she belonged to him. He wanted to keep her forever.

Other books

Shared by the Barbarians by Emily Tilton
Bayou Heat by Donna Kauffman
The End of Summer by Rosamunde Pilcher
Never Too Late by Alyssia Leon
Out of My League by Hayhurst, Dirk
Kill My Darling by Cynthia Harrod-Eagles
Triumph in Arms by Jennifer Blake