Free Ravished By The Wolf (Alpha-Male, Succubus Erotica) by Ashlee Alexander Page B

several times today; my
body was sore in naughty places. I’d been deprived of companionship and sex for
so long, and then, unexpectedly, I had experienced everything I’d missed in
only a few hours.
    The edges of his lips lifted in a
smile. “I guess you do wanna eat something, don’t you?”
    “I might as well take advantage of
you while you’re here. This chance might not come again.”
    He placed the wineglass on the coffee
table and knelt before me. “You’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever
seen.”
    I hadn’t expected this flattery, and
it left me feeling slightly stunned. “Um…thanks.”
    “You got a ton of weird energy
bouncing off of you, especially when you’re aroused. It feels really strong,
but there’s something else too.”
    “What?”
    “Something dangerous.”
    “You’ve said that before.”
    “I’m a cautious kinda guy. I don’t
usually get myself involved with stuff I don’t know about. I like to cover my
ass, you know what I mean?”
    He’d lost me, but I nodded, hoping he
would explain what he meant. He touched my foot; the warmth of his hand was
mildly alarming. Werewolves ran hotter than humans, and this wolf was about to
catch on fire.
    “All I do is fly, and I’ve only just
discovered it. I kinda suspected I could do it. I’ve had dreams over the years,
flying dreams.”
    “That’s part of it. There’s somethin’
else too. You fascinate the hell outta me, but…”
    “What?”
    “You scare me too. Don’t go gettin’
too attached, okay? I’m recognizing that look in your eye. That’s a real
concern right now. You’ve been alone too long, but I’m not the answer to your
prayers, honey. If anything, I’d only cause you more trouble.” He drove fingers
through his hair. “You got that?”
    “Fine.” He could have recited the
constitution for all I cared. I wasn’t interested in his attempt to push me
away emotionally, although I knew we didn’t have a future. What we did have was
right now, and I wanted him again. “Gerry?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Kiss me.”
    “I’m gonna do more than kiss you,
darlin’.”
    I shivered all the way to my toes. “I
can’t wait.”

~ Chapter Two ~

 
 
    He approached me on his hands and
knees. “Where you want me to kiss you?”
    I pointed to my mouth. “Here.”
    “And what pretty lips you have.” A lusty
glimmer shone in his eye.
    “The better to kiss you with.”
    “Show me your tongue.” I stuck it
out. “Pretty tongue.”
    “The better to lick you with.”
    “What other bags of tricks you got?”
    I spread my legs slightly, giving him
a view of my pussy. “That’s my secret grotto.”
    “Yeah,” he laughed. “The better to
fuck me with.”
    My arms snaked around his neck,
feeling the warmth of his skin. “I like this game, you big, bad wolf.” He
growled, the sound low and rumbling, with hints of the real animal, which was
always only a moment away from emerging.
    Our eyes met, locking, as a vibrant,
zestful force surrounded us. I honed in on his lips, which looked so invitingly
plump I could eat them. The kiss was passionate and rousing, my fingers
threading through thick strands of hair. His arms went around me, dragging me
onto his lap. The sharp ends of his beard scratched me, but this was hardly a
deterrent. I sucked on his lip, producing a manly growl from him.
    “My little she-devil.”
    I giggled, clamping his waist with my
thighs, the strength in my limbs made him suck in a rush of air. “Jesus. You
could climb trees with those.”
    “I am.”
    His lips found my neck, kissing and
nibbling my skin, while I squirmed in his lap, feeling his cock beneath my
butt. He pushed me from him, my back landing on the soft sheepskin pelt.
Leaning over, he stared at me, his eyes flashing with a strange, incandescent
light. I’d seen that look before, and it signified wild, animal arousal.
    His attention drifted to my boobs;
the twin mounds took up my entire chest, with tiny pink buds on each