Alpha Heart: A Paranormal Werewolf Romance (3 page)

“If it hurts, you can bite my ass in your wolf form.”

“Travis...”

“Emma, just trust me. I promise you this won’t hurt.”

“How do you know?”

“I will walk you through it. I swear on my life, I would never do anything to hurt you.”

Something inside of her knew that he was telling the truth and that he wouldn’t lie to her. She nodded her head slowly before standing and slowly stripping from her clothes. While she would normally be shy undressing, in front of Travis it felt like a perfectly normal thing to do.

“You’re stunning.” 

Emma’s eyes widened, as her eyes were drawn to Travis’ groin again. While they were talking about shifting, he was soft; but since she had taken her clothes off, things had taken a drastic turn.

“Oh...”

“Just shift.” Travis’ voice was deep and gravelly, almost like he wasn’t human.

“I don’t know how.”

“Close your eyes and imagine your wolf. Don’t think about it hurting. Think about the wolf standing in your place instead of you.”

Emma nodded her head again before closing her eyes. She envisioned the wolf standing in her place. There was slight tingling over her skin for a few seconds and she opened her eyes, sighing. Although a sigh wasn’t what came out, it was a deep, rumbling growl.

“You did it, Emma.”

Emma swung her head around and looked at her reflection in the glass cabinet. There, in her place, was the gray wolf. She let out a yipping sound and bounded over to Travis, placing both paws on his chest and knocking him to the ground before lapping at his face.

“Good girl.” Travis chuckled and scratched her behind the ears. Emma thought of being human again and moments later she was straddling his naked body.

“I did it.”

“You sure did...” His hands reached up and landed on her hips, not moving anywhere other than her hips.

“Thank you.”

“It’s been my pleasure.” Travis rolled his hips slightly and Emma gasped, as pleasure danced across her body. She gazed down at him, seeing a smirk on his handsome, rugged face.
Two could play that game,
she thought.

She faked a yawn and raised her arms above her head, stretching her body and pushing her chest out. Her breasts were now horizontal to his face.

“Well, I guess we should get back to work now.” Emma smiled and climbed off him. As she headed to the kitchen again, she made sure to add an extra sway in her step. In response, he growled so loudly that Emma could hear it as she pulled her apron back on.

“Emma, you do bring out some wild urges inside of me,” Travis said, as he growled and pulled his apron on, too.

“Sorry, I don’t sleep with someone on the first date.”

“So, this is a date, is it?” Travis walked forward and backed her up against the counter, his body boxing her in.

“Hmm, maybe soldier.” Emma trailed her fingertips across the revealed section of his side. She was delighted when she saw that the contact caused him to shudder.

“This isn’t a very good date. Why not let me take you on an official one?”

“Why would you want to do that?”

“Well, I can’t sleep with my mate without getting to know her first, now can I?” Travis bent down and placed a kiss on each of the claw marks that poked out from under the apron. Emma shivered and smiled down at him.
Being Travis’ mate isn’t unappealing in the slightest,
she thought.

“When?”

“Tomorrow night?”

“Deal. Let’s get these cupcakes done.” Emma reached around and spanked on his ass with a giggle. The night moved quickly and, by two in the morning, there were one hundred iced cupcakes, ready for Mrs. Humphrey to pick up for her grandson.

Emma and Travis stopped on their way out of the bakery to pick up their clothes before leaving for the night. Emma went to sleep that morning with a smile on her face. She was able to control her wolf and there was a man who was interested in her, possibly one who would stay with her forever. Life was looking good at the moment.

****

The next night couldn’t come quickly enough for Travis. He spent the day looking for houses or apartments in the small town. If he was going to be with Emma, then he needed to make sure he was putting down some roots. For the first time in his life, since leaving home at a young age, he was finally thinking about settling down.

He found a two bedroom house for rent down by the beach. He was going to view it tomorrow morning and hopefully make a deposit.

It was almost time for Travis to pick Emma up from work. His heart was beating in his chest, like a schoolboy who was about to lose his virginity.
He shouldn’t be nervous with Emma, heck, he’d already seen her naked and was she a goddess
, he thought.

The thought of Emma’s nakedness had him hard within a few moments. He shook his head before stepping into the shower. He hadn’t managed to shower last night, instead he fell into bed with cake batter splattered across various parts of his body.

The full moon was tomorrow night and his body was itchy with the need to shift. He knew Emma’s would be much worse, since her lack of shifting these past few months. He was hoping to convince her to run with him on the full moon. He just needed to get through tonight without jumping her bones.

By the time Travis was dressed and at the bakery, it was nearly nine o’clock at night. He hoped there were some suitable places to take her on their date. He saw a restaurant not far from the motel and hoped that they didn’t need reservations.

“I’ll be out shortly!” Emma yelled down the stairs, once Travis opened the door to the bakery.

“Take your time.” Travis wandered around the small bakery and smiled at the paintings on the wall. Some were of sweets and treats, but the one above the sofa caught his eye. It was a white, snowy wolf standing on a cliff edge, his head tilted back and howling at the moon.

“There was something that demanded I buy that,” Emma whispered over his shoulder. Travis was so interested in the painting that he hadn’t heard her approach. He turned and stared in silence at her. Emma was wearing a black dress that puffed out at the bottom, her pale skin showing.

“Amazing,” Travis murmured before cupping her delicate face and pulling her closer. With Emma so close and her scent tickling his nose, he had to have a taste of her. He needed to see if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.

Emma met him halfway and their lips collided. He was right. She tasted like vanilla and chocolate, a heady concoction. Travis wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, so their bodies were in line from lips to toes.

Emma made a quiet whimpering noise and pulled him in even closer. Travis went willingly and devoured her mouth. The kiss was hot and had Travis wanting to be inside Emma more than he wanted to breathe.

“We should go if you want dinner,” Travis whispered against Emma’s lips unwillingly.

“Yeah, dinner.” Emma stepped back, smoothed her hair down, and licked her lips.

“You could be on the menu, if you wanted to be.” Travis reached out and trailed his fingers down her naked arm, a smirk on his face.

“I’m awfully hungry though.” Emma spun away from him with a giggle and left the bakery, leaving Travis to follow her or be locked inside. By the end of the night, he was determined to have her writhing under him and moaning his name.

****

“This place is pretty expensive,” Emma said, frowning as Travis led her into the only restaurant in the small town.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got enough to pay for it.” Travis placed his hand on her lower back and followed the hostess to their table. They were seated in a corner that was away from most of the other patrons. Travis pulled Emma’s chair out, then he took his own seat.

“What does your stomach desire?”

“Steak.”

“That would be your wolf craving red meat.” Travis didn’t bother looking at the menu. He knew what he was going to have, a steak so rare that there was blood still dripping from it. He placed their orders and requested their best wine.

“So, you said you’re in antiques. What do you do?” Emma swirled her finger around the top of the wine glass as she stared at him.

“I travel across the country and buy the rarest antiques known to man. Then, I sell them for a hefty profit.”

“What was your favorite piece you’ve bought?”

“I was in Ohio and someone called saying they had the suit that JFK died in. Being the curious person I was, I headed to Ohio and it turned out to be a fraud; but, I spotted something in a charity shop window. It was a grandfather clock that was from the 15
th
century. I bought it and upon further inspection it turned out to be Henry the Eighth’s.”

“So what did you do with it?”

“Nothing, it’s in a storage unit I have. It was too beautiful to sell.”

“How much did you pay for it?”

“Fifty dollars.” The smirk on Travis’ face was priceless.

“Oh, good, food.” Emma sat up higher in her chair and licked her lips at the steak that was placed in front of her. She didn’t wait for the waiter to leave before she dug into her meal. Obviously, she was hungry. It pleased Travis that Emma had a hearty appetite, he couldn’t have a mate who didn’t like food as much as he did.

Once they had devoured their food, they took a walk along the beach. Travis needed to work the meal off before trying to court Emma into his bed. He didn’t seem to have much of a challenge though because once they returned to the bakery, Emma dragged him inside by his shirt and kissed him.

“I thought you don’t sleep with people on the first date.”

“Well, those men weren’t my mate.” Emma giggled and headed upstairs, looking over her shoulder as she went. Travis would have to be mentally deranged if he didn’t follow her. Emma’s small apartment was cozy, but he wasn’t interested in her apartment. More like her bedroom and her naked body.

“Unzip me?” Emma pulled her hair off to the side and Travis tugged the zipper, but nothing happened.

“I think it’s jammed.”

“Just pull it.”

Travis shrugged and tugged on the zipper again, but it still didn’t move in the slightest. He used all of his strength and the sound of cloth tearing filled the room seconds before Emma’s dress dropped to the floor in a pile of black.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s old anyway,” Emma said, as she shrugged. Then, she reclined on her bed, completely naked. Travis couldn’t help but stare at her amazing body. Her nipples had hardened and were practically begging to be tasted and teased.

“Are you just going to stare all night?” Emma sat up on the bed and smiled at him. Travis shook his head before he practically tore his clothes from his body and crawled on the bed. Emma giggled as he pushed her back, then bent over and took one of her pebbled nipples in his mouth. Emma gasped quietly and threaded her hand through his dark hair. Travis then cupped her breasts in his hands and gently rubbed his lips against them.

“I’m going to taste you,” Travis husked, as he released her nipple.

Emma didn’t say anything, as he gently pushed her thighs apart. Her cheeks blazed bright red, but she didn’t try and close her legs
. If Travis really wanted to taste her, who was she to argue with him?

She moaned quietly, as Travis pushed his mouth up and stroked the flat of his tongue against her clit. He got straight in with it, he didn’t bother teasing her. Emma was crying out in pleasure in next to no time. The man was magical with his mouth and he had her pleading and arching her back in seconds.