Page 39 of Wolf Desired
Even so, she couldn’t dismiss him. His honesty, his gentleness, and thispulltoward him.
He captured her in another kiss, his tongue bolder this time, gliding over her upper lip before exploring her mouth. Slow, sensuous, that tongue stroked hers, tempted her, ensnared her in a decadent dance that led to his fingers trailing across her shoulder blade and down her chest to the side of a breast. Damn, if he kept this up, she’d cave, let him do what he wanted.
All the worries about her parents and her identity melted away along with her inhibition as her hand slipped under his shirt. Tiernan made her feel as if she could conquer the world.
Or tell him who she was. Without repercussion.
Except there would be repercussions if she wasn’t careful about how she proceeded.
“I don’t want to risk my job, Tiernan.”
“I can be discreet, Artemis.”
“Alyssa.”
“Alyssa?” He pulled away and blue-gray eyes stared at her. “Your name’s Alyssa?” He looked shocked, as if he never expected her to trust him. That made two of them. Those kisses probably had something to do with it. Besides, it was only her first name, not her last.
“I’d appreciate it if you don’t share that. Even with the other shifters.”
He pressed his lips to hers again, more excited than before. It was as if she’d given him the world. Then a hardness pressed against her belly and suddenly things turned very real. Her nipples grew taut and rubbed against her bra in the most titillating manner that had her grinding against his length.
And moaning. God, she couldn’t stop moaning, especially with how his breath, quick and ragged, had her entire body thrumming with desire. She’d never felt so alive.
Her hand caressed his rock-hard abdominal muscles covered by warm skin, taking her time learning the ridges even as his hand slid under her shirt and over her ribs. Then a thumb circled her already hard nipple through her bra, making her wish he’d dip beneath the fabric and touch her, pinch her. . .suckher.
Alyssa opened her eyes, for no good reason except she sensed a presence. There, in the distance, between two trees, not even bothering to hide, stood Rafe, his bright green eyes staring at her. He’d been watching her and Tiernan kissing. That should have freaked her out, but instead, she realized she liked having Rafe there, watching. His presence made her want to do more with Tiernan, to drive Rafe as crazy as she hoped to drive Tiernan.
As her hand skimmed over the hard bulge in Tiernan’s pants, he sucked on her tongue. Dirty thoughts slammed into her, thoughts that involved the man in her arms. . . and the alpha watching them.
Tiernan’s fingers finally dipped beneath her bra, lifting it up and over her breasts, freeing her. His hand cupped her fully, taking her as he planned to take all of her. She unzipped his jeans and slid her hand in, touching the silky shaft just as Tiernan’s mouth found her nipple. Her eyes rolled back before closing, ending the connection with Rafe, except she still saw him in her mind’s eyes, watching her. She imagined him touching himself.
Her finger found Tiernan’s tip, wet with pre-cum, and she smacked her lips.
“That feels good,” he said as he released her breast. “I can’t wait to taste more of you.”
“I think I’d like that, R—” she pulled away, suddenly. She’d almost said,Rafe.
Tiernan watched her with confusion that soon turned to comprehension as he followed her stare into the woods. “Rafe. You want him,” he said, his disappointment clear.
“No,” she lied, as much to him as to herself. “But he’s watching.”
“It’s not unusual for shifters to watch. For some, at least. Let him watch, so he’ll know you’re mine,” Tiernan said, as he knelt before her.
“What are you doing?” she asked, looking at those calm gray eyes. The smile that appeared on his face made her pussy gush.
“I smell your need, Alyssa.”
“You can smell that?” Her cheeks heated, but she couldn’t find the words to stop him as he unbuttoned her jeans and peeled them down her legs. She knew he’d stop if she said to, but she didn’t want him to stop, not with how her hips were undulating, looking for something hard to grind against.
She didn’t wait long as he slid her panties to the side and dragged a finger through her pussy.
“Damn, you’re soaking wet.”
God help her, this male moved wickedly slowly, making sure he touched every inch of her. Then she felt his tongue moving through her. No shame, no hesitation as he licked her. . . and kept licking.
“That’s good, Tiernan. Don’t stop,” she said dreamily as her eyes opened to the sight of Rafe with his pants pushed below his hips, his hand stroking his sizeable cock. Her tongue glided over her lip, the idea of sucking on Rafe invading her brain and not letting go.
“Need to taste you,” she ground out, not sure who she was talking to at that point, as Tiernan latched onto her clit. She envisioned Rafe’s cock in her mouth, but Tiernan was here, working her sensitive flesh between his lips, sending heat through her. Her hands gripped his hair as he nipped her. The orgasm crashed down on her without warning. Waves of pleasure seized her body, locking her hands to his hair, pressing his face to her exposed sex.
