Page 10 of Memphis Heat
Jarod spun her around so her back was solidly against his chest, his thick cock nestled in the cheeks of her ass.Her aim was better now.She kicked the closest offender, landing a blow solidly in his face.Blood flew as his head snapped to the side and she snarled again, a warning that anyone trying to touch her would meet the same fate.Or worse.
Without further preamble, Jarod found the entrance to her cunt with the tip of his cock and slammed home.The powerful surge almost knocked Belle off her feet.Jarod’s arm clamped around her waist was the only thing that held her upright.
She gripped his arm, bracing herself as best she could as he took her in a vicious pounding that sent shots of ecstasy coursing through her with every thrust.Never had anything been so exciting, so wild.So savage.It was as if their animal sides were overwhelming their human selves.Maybe they were.Perhaps, in this primal act, the beasts had to take over.
Strangely, Belle didn’t feel the urge to shift as Jarod had described.The wolf traits were there, as evident by her growling and snarling at the pack, but she had no fundamental need to shift as her mate took her, no matter what the alpha had ordered.She was submissive only to him.Perhaps remaining human was the way the female werewolf showed submission to her mate.Belle didn’t know.Didn’t really care.All that mattered was Jarod.At this point, she couldn’t give a rat’s ass about the pack or mortal danger.
His arm tightened around her waist, sweat making his skin slippery as he moved against her.That was when it hit her.He was fighting the change.Trying desperately not to do anything he thought might humiliate her in front of these strangers.
“That’s it, Jarod.”Her words were clipped, choppy as she took the pounding he was giving her, shaking her body with every thrust.“I want the wolf, baby.Let him have me.Let him fuck me as you do.”
Apparently, her little encouragement was all he needed.His cock swelled unbelievably inside her, burning and stretching her along with the rough riding he gave her.Fur rippled along her back and she knew he’d shifted to that middle creature, the one that had so thoroughly fucked her before.His pounding never ceased, but grew in intensity and speed, as if he couldn’t get enough of her.Indeed, Belle thought she might die if he stopped, unable to get enough herself.She desperately needed to finger her clit, but the arm clamped around her waist was too strong and no way was she going to break his rhythm now.Her lover knew what she needed.He always had.He wouldn’t make her wait long.
Howling in want, more pack members approached, trying to get to her with hands and mouths.Again, she fought them off with bites and kicks.Jarod swiped at one with a massive, claw-tipped paw, opening large gashes in the closest chest.The man howled in pain and anger, but made no move to approach them again.
When it was certain the pack had gotten the message that neither one of them was in the mood for a gangbang, Jarod urged her to her hands and knees.Thank goodness the floor was relatively clean because Belle knew she’d have done anything he wanted, and she’d hate to have to kick his ass later for making her do the nasty on a nasty floor.
Without breaking stride, Jarod shifted once more, this time to the wolf.Belle wanted to be mortified at the picture she knew they made, but she just couldn’t.This was Jarod.Whatever form he took, however he chose to make love to her, Belle knew she would always welcome his attentions.
As the wolf took over, he fucked her harder and more furiously than ever.Belle lost herself in sensation as she reached between her legs to find her clit.Almost instantly, she came.Stars shot across her vision and her whole body went so weak she trembled with the effort to push back against the great wolf humping her.
With a howl of completion, Jarod pumped her full of his seed, the sticky liquid dribbling down her thighs to land on the floor below.Even as he shot into her, she felt the furry belly at her back vanish, to be replaced by Jarod’s rock-hard body and sweaty skin.He pulled out of her rather quickly for her taste, but, given what had happened the last time, she certainly understood why.
The pack surrounded them, looking for any sign of weakness, but Belle was determined to show none.She was certain Jarod felt the same way.Several of the men started to ease their way forward, but Jarod had had enough.
“One more step, and I swear by God Almighty, I will rip every last one of you to shreds.”His voice was quiet, but one glance back at him and Belle knew he meant every word.The pack must have, too, because they backed off.
“Well, I guess that settles that.”Blondie chuckled.“The bitch will have none other, so she’s yours.Welcome to the pack.”
* * *
Jarod closed his eyes, fighting the need to accept, to belong.No more wondering what the hell was happening to him with every breath.No morealone.
Except… “Got to tell you, trying to blow me up, along with my mate, wasn’t the better part of your recruitment strategy, Blondie.”
The big alpha laughed.“Your nose has got some learning to do, wolf.Snorrasan.And yes.We’ve met.You arrested me a few years ago.”
Jarod frowned, trying to pick the face out of his memory.“Bar fight, back when I was a beat cop.”
Snorrasan smiled, though the effect was wolfy at best.“Right.So you know we’re not the ones who tried to blow you up.I don’t think the Russian pack knows you’re onto them.It’s us they were after.”
The world just kept spinning.All the angles refused to make sense.“Why?”
“Simple.Territory.You’ve stumbled into a turf war.Memphis is ours.We don’t know why the Russians are here, either.Yet.But we will.So the question is, cop, whose side are you on?”
Jarod looked down at Belle, who was pulling those FBI sweats back on.“That’s easy.Mine.”
Streetwise (Memphis Heat 2)
A Shifter Cops Dark Romantic Thriller
Marteeka Karland & Shelby Morgen
Memphis, Tennessee.The Russian mob’s moving in, and the FBI’s recruiting Memphis PD’s finest -- finest werewolves -- to form their new FBI Paranormal Activities Task Force.
Jarod and Belle have been assigned to the FBI.Their job -- infiltrate the Russian Wolf pack.All they have to do is find the pack.But the closer they get to the Russians, the farther they seem to be from the truth.So far they’ve found more werewolf cops than Russian wolves.
The Russians seem to have declared war on the MPD, leaving a team of dead cops in their wake and the Memphis PD to clean up their mess.MPD’s Colonel has a few secrets of his own, and he doesn’t really appreciate FBI intervention on something that’s clearly local jurisdiction -- in more ways than one.
