Page 40 of The Wolf She Shouldn't Desire
When I pulled her into the shower, I solely was focused on getting the blood cleaned off of her. The memory of the garish red liquid on her sweater and then her skin sends a shiver of horror through me. The fact that she was hurt pisses me off and mixes with guilt over not being able to stop it. I tried damn it, but the fucker with the gun was quicker. My wolf completely took over when it realized she was hurt, and I let him without hesitation. I basked in the fury that my wolf flooded mysystem with mixed with my own and had no second thoughts or hesitations about what came next. The vampire hurt her, so there was no question he needed to die.
Then while on my knees trying to get her jeans and shoes off, the scent of her arousal hit me. Thoughts of getting her clean mixed with my own responding lust and arousal. I tried not to notice her being almost naked in front of me while undressing her, but as soon as I realized she was turned on, I noticed everything. The smooth plane of her abdomen, her full hips, and long toned legs. Then of course I noticed more intimate areas of her, hidden by scraps of lace that I would have given my soul to discover what hid beneath. The look in her eyes as she looked down at me added another spark to the flames and had me hard as a rock. With that look in her eyes coupled with her arousal and mine, it was like a gunshot at the beginning of a horse race went off. I had to taste her. More than her lips this time too.
My hand that isn’t behind my head reaches forward and grabs my cock finding it as hard as it was when I was with Talia in that shower a few hours ago. I slowly begin to stroke myself as I replay our time in the shower. Every moan and gasp of breath she gave with my hands on her was delightful and stoked the fire in me. The feel of her hot, wet pussy set an inferno off in me. It took every ounce of will power to stay true to my words of not taking any more clothes off of us so I could bury my cock inside the sweet heaven my fingers were finally able to explore in that shower. I didn’t think anything could be better than having my fingers inside her, drawing out sexy moans that screamed her growing pleasure towards her orgasming. Then, I snapped needing more and put my mouth on her. The taste of her wet pussy almost had me coming in my pants like a young adolescent boy seeing porn for the first time. Her taste combined with the knowledge that she was extremely wet from me kissing and touching her alone sent a shock of pride and male satisfactionthrough me. I’d briefly considered grabbing my dick out of my jeans and jerking myself off while I licked her pussy, but my desperation to make her come and hear her scream overpowered the urge. I was desperate and needy to hear how she sounded when she came, so I solely focused on her.
Now, I can give myself the release my dick had been craving hours ago but that I had refused to give into. I let the memory of Talia in the shower with me, the feel of her skin, the sweet sounds she made, and the taste of her on my tongue as her pussy grew tighter and tighter around my fingers spur my hand around my dick faster and faster. With her scream of release echoing in my head, my balls tighten and pressure builds before I come in my hand.
I lay there for a second breathing heavily before I roll out of the bed and head to the bathroom to clean myself up with a sigh. Although a nice release, I feel unsatisfied wishing for more than just a memory to satisfy my craving for Talia.
***
“We got another issue with Brendan’s pack on the north side of the city.” Eric strolls into my office two weeks later with a pinched look on his face that immediately has my hackles raised.
“What happened?”
“The vamps in that area attacked another teenaged wolf, and he was hurt pretty badly.”
A growl rumbles in my chest as my wolf wakes and comes to full attention in me. “How badly?”
“His face is a mess, a few broken ribs, and a fractured leg. Brendan said the kid has been unconscious for a day now after being brought back home.”
“Son of a bitch. The same men or coven as before?”
“Yeah. Brendan confirmed it’s a coven led by a vamp named Zander. The kid had a group of friends with him that got beat up some too but not as bad since human cops ended up appearing nearby, effectively stopping any further beating. They said the vampires were from Zander’s group.”
“How do they know?”
“Said the bastards were threatening them, saying they were part of Zander’s coven like it was some grand thing and would kill them if they disrespected Zander, his people, or their territory. Said wolves weren’t welcome in that part of the city and to spread the word.”
“Fucking hell. We sure the teens aren’t making the story up?”
“Brendan had a few of his men that have come in contact with Zander’s men check out the area where it happened and were able to match them with the scents of the attackers. They were telling the truth.”
Shit. Just what we fucking needed. An egotistical, power grabbing vampire with an overzealous hatred of werewolves.
“Something needs to be done, Jordan. He’s gone too far now and doesn’t look like he is going to stop. Brendan is on the verge of going after Zander and his coven himself, but I convinced him to hold off and be smart about it first before going in balls a blazing.”
“Thank you. We know how big his coven is or any other relevant info?”
“His coven is on the small side, so I’m not sure why he thinks he can take over a portion of the city or the whole city if I had to guess what his ultimate plan is. Other information we have on the coven is they’re a bunch of pricks obviously but not much else. We need more information before we decide to do anything for sure.”
“Agreed.”
“I’ve already contacted some of our contacts in the city to see what they can dig up.”
“Good. I have one particular contact I want to reach out to that may be able to give us a little more info more quickly.”
Eric lifts an eyebrow in question.
“Talia,” I answer.”
“You think she would help us?” he asks skeptically.
“I don’t know about help, but she may be willing to give us information, especially if I tell her what is going on. She seems to be the type that may dislike vampires that attack wolves or wolves that attack vampires unnecessarily. I could appeal to that side of her and see what she would be willing to tell me. Considering it is a vampire causing us issues, a vampire may be what we need to find out what the hell is going on and why this one vampire in particular is so focused on attacking Brendan and his wolves in that part of the city.”
He crosses his arms and looks like he is contemplating what I’ve said before he nods his head in agreement. “Just be careful in asking her about it.”
This time I quirk my eyebrow at him in question.
