Page 53 of Wolf Claimed
“Yes,” she said as her hand slid down his back, stirring the wolf inside him, stirring him. He wanted this female, wanted his angel.
“If you keep doing that—”
She never let him finish as her hand curved over his hip and stroked his cock through his jeans. “Just tonight, Maddox. I think we both need to live a little.”
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ALYSSA
Maddox rolledover in bed to face her. His dark eyes filled with confusion, doubt, and lust as her hand slid down the length of his jeans-covered cock. The shifter didn’t trust easily. Or maybe he just thought she was crazy. After all, he didn’t believe she had a wolf inside of her. She wasn’t sure she believed it either, but she didn’t know what else would account for all the strange feelings she’d had over the years, as if she never belonged, as if something was pushing her to find somethingmore. She’d only felt comfortable in her own body when she was near Tiernan, Rafe, and Maddox. Three very different shifters who all gave her a sense of belonging.
While Rafe exuded power and control in everything he did, proving he was alpha through and through, Maddox was the epitome of a shifter whose sole function was to fight, to protect. The way the other shifters and humans spoke of Maddox’s pack, it was easy to understand why they didn’t trust him. They never saw the side of Maddox she did, the gentle soul who cared deeply about those he loved and respected.
“I’m not a whore,” she said as her hand moved up Maddox’s torso to the hard planes of his chest.
His fingers circled her wrist, stopping her from gliding over his thick chest muscles. “I’d never think such a thing. Why would you even say that?”
“Because I was with Rafe and Tiernan yesterday, and now I want to be with you. I don’t want you thinking less of me. It’s not professional, and it’s just not me, Maddox. I mean, it never used to be.”
Dark eyes roamed over her face. “Do you really want me, angel? For me, and not because of what I can do for you?”
He had killedfor her. Was this was his way of saying he would kill again? That’s not what she wanted. She wantedhim, the male who cared so deeply about everyone that he blamed himself for beinghuman, for lack of a better word.
She nodded, unable to describe that deep feeling inside that said she needed him as much as she needed the others.
He rose above her, caging her between his hands that he planted on either side of her head. Dark eyes looked down at her with a need she’d seen in Tiernan’s eyes. But Tiernan was going feral. It made no sense really, but much of this situation didn’t. It was time to get past the hesitation, the questions, and just give in to what her body and soul needed. Then she could move on with her life. She wasn’t sure what that meant precisely, but as Maddox’s lips kissed their way down her neck, she didn’t care.
A fire spread through her as his mouth moved down her body, kissing a trail from her neck to between her breasts. He took his time circling one nipple with his tongue while his hand cupped the other, his thumb strumming her hard peak. Her hips rose, seeking him as his devilish tongue played with her breasts.
One hand landed on her thigh, massaging her as if he were trying to calm her. Naked beneath him, feeling his hard shaft pressed against her belly with only his jeans between them, excited her beyond reason. Her hands fumbled with the button until it popped open, allowing her to reach in and stroke his silky, hard flesh. A deep, intoxicating moan filled the air, and her soul, calming and exciting her at the same time.
As she tugged at his jeans, trying to pull them down, he lifted a brow. “Eager, aren’t you?”
“I can turn over and go to sleep if you prefer.”
“Oh, you can turn over, my little vixen, but you won’t be sleeping, not with my cock so deep inside you that you’ll be screaming for mercy.”
“Promise?” she said, hating that she sounded so desperate, but she was tired of hiding her feelings from him and the others.
He gripped her chin in his hand. “You’re afraid. I smell the fear rising from you.”
“Afraid of losing you,” she choked out.
Without another word, he captured her lips and drove his tongue into her mouth with a possessive force she relished and needed at that moment. His hand left her long enough to shove his jeans down to his hips and free his cock. As he sucked on her tongue, she parted her legs, inviting him. His cock slid through her folds, rubbing, teasing her.
It wasn’t until he broke the kiss, lifted his head, and stared into her eyes that he slid into her. Slowly, as if he were afraid to hurt her or was savoring every second. She couldn’t tell by his expression, but he watched her closely as she watched him.
No more hiding, she reminded herself and let herself moan as she felt every delicious inch of him stroke her from within.
“Lift your legs, gorgeous,” he said. Not Alyssa, angel, or even vixen. That’s when she realized he spoke from his heart at any given moment. The shifter who hid his emotions had been opening up to her in his own way all along, with every touch, every look, and the nicknames he used for her.
“I like that,” she said as he changed the angle and moved deeper.
“This?” He pulled out fast and thrust back in wickedly slow with shallow thrusts, each taking him deeper.
“Mmmm, yes,” she said in a dreamy voice. “But I meant you calling megorgeous.”
“Because you are. I wouldn’t lie to you. About anything.”
