Page 9 of Memphis Heat
If things weren’t bad enough, every single man in the damned place was eying her up and down, sniffing as if they could smell her even in their human forms.Maybe they could.She hadn’t been wolf long enough to know what new tricks her body could learn.
A few members of the pack remained in wolf form and continually tried to stick their noses in her crotch.If she made it out of here without killing every last one of them, it would be a damned miracle.Not that she was going to try that hard to restrain herself.
“Call off the hounds, Blondie,” Jarod growled.One look at him and Belle knew he was in no mood for anything other than instant obedience.She knew it well because it never failed to get her hot.Which wouldn’t help at all in this situation.
Several of the wolves bared their teeth, snapping at Jarod and trying to separate him from Belle.Jarod was having none of it.He grabbed her upper arm, yanking her to him so hard she knew her arm would sport bruises later.
“Now, damn it!”
The Viking merely shrugged.“You may call meAlpha.Or Snorrasan.We don’t have many women.The pack tends to share, unless the female is able to fend them off.Which she never is.”
Snorrasan.A Viking name, at that.And he didn’t sound Russian at all.What the hell?
Jarod stepped in front of her, his hand leaving her arm to find her wrist.He snarled, baring his teeth, obviously ready to defend her.
Defend.That was something Belle could do.She was a cop.Hand-to-hand combat was something she was equipped to deal with.“You get the dogs,” she said mildly.“I’ll take the dogs masquerading as humans.”
A couple of the wolves jumped at Jarod then, but he easily knocked them out of the air, his strength seeming to be much greater than it had been before “the incident,” as Belle was beginning to call it.One of the human men made a try for her, but she jabbed at his throat at the same time she kicked out and caught him in the balls.Her attacker dropped like a stone, but she was already readying herself for the next attack.
“Stop!”Snorrasan bellowed.No doubt who was the alpha here.The entire pack froze, and the room went deathly quiet.“This is getting us nowhere.If the boy can tame the bitch, he can have her.”The wicked smile and lust-filled eyes told Belle he had something more in mind than her simply giving her word.“But she’ll have to submit here.And in any way I see fit.”
Well, shit.
Chapter Five
How the fuck they were going to get out of this one, Jarod didn’t know.Even if he were willing to take Belle in front of God and everyone -- which he wasn’t -- there was no way in hell Belle would allow it.Their only choice was to fight their way out and hope their newfound resilience stood them in good stead.
“Jarod’s my mate,” Belle spat.“He’s man enough to claim me -- and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep me, too.”
Blondie sneered.“Jarod, is it?I knew your Sire.I smell his stench on you.Both of you.”
“Then you know more about him than I do.Closest I ever got to that bastard was the muzzle of my gun down his throat.”
Blondie’s sneer turned shrewd.“If that’s true, you may earn a place in my pack.Ifyou can learn to behave.Your Sire’s done you no favors.You’ve a lot to learn, and you better learn it fast.I am Alpha.My word is law.If I tell you to get down on your belly and crawl, you will.”
Jarod stood his ground, shifting smoothly into his seven-foot-tall, half-man, half-wolf form.“Or?”
Blondie shifted as well.“Are you challenging me, Pup?”
Jarod growled, deep in his belly, but he neither backed down nor pushed himself into Blondie’s face.The tension was thick enough to cut.“I won’t challenge you.Yet.Not till I’ve learned what you can teach us.This body didn’t come with instructions.”
Blondie growled, too, but then his growl turned to a burst of hard laughter.“I could learn to like you, Pup, once you learn some manners.You’ve got balls.”
“Good luck with that.What do I have to do to claim my mate?”
Mate.Belle’s heart gave a lurch.It was probably just a figure of speech, a wolf thing, but still.They’d never had any formal sort of relationship.More than just a pleasant fuck after a bad day, maybe, or a good one, but less than a -- less than whatevermatewas.
“Fuck her.Now.In your true form.”
Damned if the idea of watching all those men watching Jarod fuck her didn’t make her wet.Belle knew she was probably going to hell, but fuck if she cared right now.Besides, surrounded as they were, she was right next to helpless.That idea had more than a little appeal for her, as well.
Knowing Jarod would hate having to do such a thing, she turned into his arms, pulled his head down to hers, and pressed her mouth -- her human mouth -- against his with all the passion she could pour into the kiss.Her tongue darted out to lick the seam of his lips, which parted instantly.
She was aware of the laughter and lewd comments from the pack, but she refused to be intimidated.Almost immediately, Jarod kissed her back.Devoured her, really.The answering heat in her pussy nearly overwhelmed all thought other than how fast she could get him naked and inside her.There had always been an undeniable attraction between them, but this bordered on unholy.
It didn’t take long for Belle to get lost in Jarod, his mouth and hands doing masterful things to her senses, rough though they were.She found she craved the battle of pleasure versus pain as he claimed her for his own.Nails scored her hips, pulling her close.They had way too many clothes on.Jarod must have had the same thought because he was ripping and pulling off her FBI sweats as she helped him shed his shirt and jeans.His mouth closed around one aching nipple and bit down as he sucked, adding the perfect amount of sting.Belle couldn’t contain her scream of pleasure -- she didn’t even try.
She knew the moment one of the others came sniffing around.A wet tongue licked at the inside of her thigh and a human hand with sharpened claws wrapped around her calf.With more viciousness than she’d known herself capable of, she whipped her head around and snarled, kicking out wildly at the men trying to join their sex play.
