Page 54 of Hayden's Haven
“Vance was sweet, nice, strong. . . everything a woman wants in a shifter. That’s how it started out. The first time he hit me, I tried to leave. That made it worse.”
She swallowed hard. This wasn’t something she wanted to talk about, yet Hayden was right. There’d been enough secrets.
“I wasn’t what he wanted, so he took it out on me. I went to my alpha, but Truman. . . I don’t know if he didn’t care or was too weak to stand up to Vance. I ran, Hayden. I mean, the moment I received the email from Kate begging for help, I ran. I’d been planning to for a while, but I was so scared after what had happened the first time I’d tried to run that I couldn’t do it.
“But Kate was hurt, so I didn’t have a chance to think about the risk to me. When Kate asked me to contact Damien and ask for his enforcer, I took advantage of the opportunity. I contacted Damien under false pretenses. I had been working on the virus, but I could have continued working on it there at my pack. I said I was close to a vaccine because I needed to make myself seem more valuable, so he’d take me in, protect me.”
“Hell, Mila. Damien would have allowed you to stay just because you needed it.”
“Will he kick me out when you tell him the truth? That I left without my alpha allowing it? That I wasn’t close to developing a vaccine? I mean, I’m working on it still, but I lied to him, to you, to everyone.”
“You don’t have to earn a place here, Mila. You just have to be yourself.”
That was perhaps the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her. She fought back the tears. “I know that now, at least I think I do. I mean, I’m contributing something, so my past doesn’t matter at this point.”
Strong hands smoothed down her arms, then pulled away as he slid his nose along her neck, scenting her. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered in her ear.
“You can’t. It’s not in your nature,” she whispered in his, adding a nip to his earlobe. That earned her the most decadent growl, a promise from an aroused male.
“I’m a white wolf.” His nose was running down her neck toward her breasts, but his hands remained plastered at his side.
As plain as day, she could see the shifter inside, and she knew, with every fiber of her being, that he would never hurt her. “Iknowyou, Hayden. You won’t harm me.”
His mouth captured hers, sending a gentle spark through her. Nothing like the wildfire that had nearly consumed her at Aloe’s. This kiss had depth, like a slow-burning candle. The spark spread to her entire body, fast, bringing with it a need so deep she wasn’t sure she knew how to confront it, give it what it needed—what she needed. Her hand slipped under his shirt, lifted, removed the fabric that kept her from touching, licking, nipping at his flesh.
Her tongue flicked over a nipple and his entire body moved with a growl that was deep, rich, possessive. Her wolf howled from within. Mila shucked her coat, top, and bra until she was as bare on top as he was. He palmed one breast, then pulled her to him forcefully, trying to take control. She didn’t need to look to her wolf to know what she wanted. Her wolf had been trapped, alone for months. Mila hadn’t even given her a chance to run after the bridge between them had been repaired. Her wolf had never had the chance to emerge around a strong wolf, but here and now, it felt safe to do so. She wanted to use her power, to feel strong again, if even for a short while.
Mila shoved Hayden back, surprising him. Concern lit his face at first.
“Right now, you’re mine, Hayden.” She plastered her mouth over his, let their tongues entangle as she worked his pants, unfastening them, then pushing them down.
Just as he reached for her pants, she slid down his torso until his cock was in front of her face. Her tongue flicked the bulbous tip, then swirled along the head. Another stroke of her tongue along the side, the base, the top, all over. She wanted to learn everything there was, every nuance of Hayden, especially what he craved.
This was a moment for her wolf and Hayden both, a chance to give them something each needed. Dominance, power, acceptance.
“Come to me, Hayden.”
His hips pushed forward slightly, easing himself into her mouth. Lavishing his cock, taking him into her mouth was to connect to both her wolf and—if he’d let her—to Hayden.
Two strong hands sifted through her hair as she eased on and off of him, taking him further each time. His hard cock was silky, powerful, and addictive. Her hands dug into his ass as she pulled him in deeper until he struck the back of her throat. A particularly erotic moan escaped his lips, making her pussy gush. Another growl, the sound of him scenting her arousal and just like that he took control, pumping into her. His hands fisted in her hair. Suddenly her pussy tightened on nothing, squeezing tight as an orgasm ripped through her. Her mouth clamped down around his cock causing him to spill in her.
“Lick me off.”
An order? A request? Or him knowing what she needed, what she wanted? Mila pulled off, laving his cock and swirling around the head. He was still hard, and she couldn’t quite pull away. Being on her knees before him, knowing she could drive him wild had been too much fun and she wanted more. As she took him in her mouth again, he growled.
She was being hurled through the air, landing on her back atop the worktable as he stripped her boots, pants, and panties off of her in seconds.
She could see her reflection in those black pools that had targeted her. At that moment, she never felt more protected and safe, knowing that he’d let nothing happen to her.
“Open,” he growled.
“No,” she said, the desire to play with him had emerged, though she wasn’t sure why. Ah. . . her wolf was causing trouble. She hadn’t seen that side of her wolf in a long time. . . since before Vance. Her wolf knew Hayden wassafeto tease.
“You’re mine.” He fought to get the words out. Was he battling his wolf? It was hard to say, but whatever gripped Hayden now, she wasn’t ready to give in. She needed to push him, push him to the breaking point. Then she’d know for sure that no matter what, he’d fight for her, never let her down.
Mila jumped off the table and poked a finger into his chest. “I’m not yours yet, shifter.” She grabbed his cock in her hand. “Not until you prove you can keep up with me.”
Mila sprinted to the other side of the worktable. Hayden’s breathing picked up, but he didn’t move an inch to chase her. Mila spread her legs and reached down to her clit. His eyes locked onto her hand. Her body was still sensitive after her first orgasm, so the second she touched herself, she moaned. A worktable crashed aside. Hayden was plowing right through everything to get to her.
