Destined For The Alpha: Six Heart-Racing Shifter Romances (Werewolf's Harem Book 7) (18 page)

After a moment, he rose, sprawling out beside her. She looked over at him, her sated and flushed face making his dick so hard it hurt. Her dark hair was a wild halo around her head, her eyes darkened to a midnight blue. Her gaze thrilled him, made him want to made her cum again and again and again. Lucas chuckled, thinking that midnight blue might just be his new favorite color.

Scarlett scooted closer, her lips finding his. When her tongue slid into his mouth, tasting her own passion, Lucas groaned. He needed to be inside her, and he needed it now.

“Come here,” he said, beckoning. Before she could move, he grabbed her dainty ankles and pulled her to the edge of the couch. Flipping her over onto her belly, he brought her knees to the floor. The couch was just the right height for what he planned. Her face pressed into the soft cushions while the perfectly rounded globes of her ass were up in the air, begging for his touch. Scarlett’s breath came in quick pants, her excitement and need still evident.

“I’m going to take you like a wolf,” he gritted, spreading her legs apart and kneeling between them. She moaned, pressing her body up further to meet him.

Gripping his cock in one hand he pressed two fingers to her hot, silken core.

“I’m going to fuck you here,” he told her. Dipping his fingers in her juices, he slid his fingertips upward, spreading her wetness up to the higher, tighter entrance above. “And I’m going to fuck you here, too.”

She gasped in protest when he swirled a single fingertip around her anus, her slick juices easing his way as he pressed inside.

“Relax, baby. Take what I’m giving you,” he urged her. “Just relax.”

She released a deep breath, and her muscles loosened a fraction. Lucas withdrew before penetrating the tight ring again, using soft thrusts until he slid his finger deep inside her.

“God damn,” he said, watching his finger slide in and out, watching the way her tight little hole clung to his finger when he withdrew, stretched as he plunged deeper. “This is where I’m going to cum, Scarlett. I’m going to fuck you just like this with my cock, and you’re going to cum with me. Fuck, I can’t wait any more.”

Pulling his hand free, he positioned her body and guided his cock to her pussy. Scarlett murmured his name as he nudged the broad crown up and down her pussy lips, then pressed into her core. She was too tight to take him all at once, so he worked his way in with shallow pumps, grimacing as he tried not to cum.

Bringing himself under control, he thrust deep inside her pussy with a single stroke, filling her completely.

“Lucas, Lucas!” Scarlett said. “God, that feels so good.”

Lucas smirked as he withdrew and rammed into her again, and again.

“You like my cock, Scarlett?”

“Yes,” she moaned, her fingers digging into the couch.

He picked up speed, working his cock in and out of her body, gripping her hips as he reveled in her juicy heat.

“You have the sweetest, tightest pussy, baby,” he told her. “You feel so good like this.”

Lucas held her tighter and fucked her harder, his thrusts growing punishing. Scarlett clung to the cushions, her slick excitement wetting his cock, spreading down his balls to his thighs. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, her inner muscles gripping him so hard that he thought he might explode.

“Fuck,” he said, slowing his pace.

“Lucas, don’t stop!” Scarlett cried, turning her head to glare at him.

“I need all of you, every way I can have you,” he said, jerking his cock from her pussy.

“Lucas—” she started, but too late. Lucas used the throbbing crown of his erection to spread her juices up from her pussy, over and over until the tight little balloon knot of muscle glistened.

“I need you to relax again, Scarlett. I’m not going to hurt you,” he promised. “I want you to touch yourself, rub your clit for me while I fuck your ass. Do it now.”

After a moment of hesitation, his feisty little female followed his command. Slipping her hand under her belly and between her legs, Scarlett gave a soft moan as her fingertips circled the sensitive nub of her clit.

“Very good,” Lucas said. “Don’t hold back, baby. I won’t last long inside you now.”

When Scarlett moaned again, rocking her hips as she masturbated, Lucas penetrated her with the very tip of his cock. Pushing and pulling back, just as he’d done with his finger. Scarlett whimpered, her hole tightening as she absorbed the sensation. Lucas pushed deeper, and the crown of his cock popped inside. She was so hot and tight, squeezing him so hard. One quick thrust, and he’d burst inside her, fill her up.

“Fuck!” the both cried in unison. Lucas closed his eyes for a long moment, and took a deep breath.

“You okay, baby?” he asked.

“Y-yes,” she stammered. He could feel her hand moving, her fingers working her clit.

“I want you to tell me when you’re going to cum,” he ordered.

With that, he pressed deep into her body. She cried out, overwhelmed, but she also rocked her hips and angled her ass up to meet his thrust. She was ready, and he’d never been more relieved. He moved in her, sliding in and out of her incredible heat. His fingers gripped her ass cheeks, marking her flesh as he started to fuck her in earnest.

“Oh! Ohhhhh!” Scarlett cried. She was so perfect, her body milking his cock. Lucas gripped the base of his cock as he fucked her, trying to hold back his need to cum.

“God, Scarlett. Look at you taking my cock. Fuck, I’ve never felt anything like it. Your pussy and your ass are too good, baby. I can’t wait much longer.”

He thrust harder and harder, deeper, his wolf howling as Lucas’s release neared. Scarlett moved underneath him, thrusting back against him, gasping and crying out.

“Lucas, I’m going to cum!” she panted, her fingers working over her clit in frantic motions.

“Yes!” he cried, triumphant.

When her body tensed and broke into a brilliant ripple of clenching muscle, Lucas growled. A blinding, white-hot bliss flashed over him, time stilling for a moment. A dam broke somewhere inside him, and he shattered. He thrust one last time, filling and stretching her as far as he could. His cock twitched, and he roared as he jet heavy, near-painful spurts of cum inside Scarlett’s tight channel. His hips jerked over and over as he emptied his load, feeling as though he was turning inside out, dying.

He collapsed on top of Scarlett’s sweat-slicked body, rolling them both to the side and withdrawing from her body.

“Fuck,” he gasped. For almost a minute, he couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but lie there and struggle for breath. When at last he regained motor function, he opened his eyes and reached for Scarlett. She was so limp and quiet that it scared him.

“Scarlett,” he said, giving her a gentle shake. She opened her eyes the faintest bit, a sleepy smile appearing on her flushed face.

“Mmmhmmm,” she mumbled. Her eyes closed again, and she snuggled closer to him.

Worries eased, Lucas lay back and focused on breathing. When at last he felt human again, he sat up and looked around. He shook his head, grinning at himself. He’d forgotten that they were in the living room, that anyone could have walked in on them in flagrante delicto.

Standing up, he looked down at Scarlett, whom he doubted would be moving herself anywhere anytime soon. Her mouth was open, and she was snoring. Very quiet, soft snores, but still.

“Up you go,” he said, scooping her up into his arms. Leaving their clothes behind, he headed toward his bedroom. Scarlett woke halfway up the flight of stairs, startling in his arms.

“Wha—” she mumbled. Lucas cocked a brow at her, trying to resist her sleepy charm. She looked so sated and sensual like this… despite his mind-blowing orgasm minutes before, his cock hardened to half-mast.

“Apparently I fucked you a little to well, Scar,” he teased, inventing a nickname for her. Any female that gave him so much pleasure deserved a nickname, and Scarlett was a lot more than any female.

“Oh,” she said, her eyes closing again.

“Hey,” he said, his voice gone to gravel.

“Hmm?” she asked.

“Did you notice that something changed?” he asked, reaching his bedroom and nudging the door open with his hip. He carried her inside, sinking down onto the bed with her still in his arms.

“What?” she asked, opening her eyes to give him a questioning look.

Lucas took her hand and guided it up to her neck, to the spot where Ray had marked her. She flinched, expecting pain from the slightest touch to the red, angry bite mark, but she felt nothing. Sweeping her fingers over the spot, she realized that it had vanished.

“You know what this means, right?” Lucas asked.

“No?” she questioned, sighing as she settled in next to him.

“It means I was right. I think it’s safe to say that we have a connection,” he said, dropping a kiss to her lips.

“Ah. Okay,” she agreed, burying her face against his neck.

“Don’t I get a reward?” Lucas asked.

“Mmmhm,” she nodded.

“Is it something good?” he asked. He was more or less just messing with her now, knowing that she was half asleep.

“I guess…” she started, then stopped. Her lips quirked. “I guess you can court me, then.”

Lucas burst out laughing.

“I guess I’ll take what I can get,” he said, shaking his head. Scarlett’s sense of humor was new to him, just one more layer he would have the pleasure of unwrapping. She was truly magnificent, and for now, she was all his.

She raised her head, gave him a kiss on the lips, and then burrowed into his arms again. Lucas closed his eyes, knowing that his life was irrevocably changed, and only for the better.

S
carlett awoke
to find late afternoon sunlight streaming in the windows, spilling over the bed and highlighting Lucas’s sleeping form. He slept sprawled on his stomach, having kicked off the covers as he slept. Scarlett’s gaze was drawn to the smooth curve of his bare ass, the dip that led up to the heavy muscles in his back and shoulders. A little shiver ran through her body as she admired him, shifting a little bit to give herself a better view of his face.

His face looked different in sleep, lacking his usual expression of intensity. The smooth, broad planes of his face were relaxed; for a man who didn’t find many reasons to laugh, his sleeping satisfaction was a surprisingly good look.

Scarlett stretched, releasing a deep sigh. Her whole body was sore in the most pleasing way; Lucas had taken her twice more in the early hours of the morning, touching her and tasting her until every last drop of pleasure was wrung from her tired body.

She rolled to peer over the bed, finding Tesla belly down next to the nightstand. The poor thing had been worn out by all the excitement in the last couple of days. When Tesla heard her move he opened his eyes and peered up at her, wagging his little stub of a tail. She knew he probably needed to go outside, but he just gave a patient sigh and closed his eyes again.

Scarlett smiled, thinking of Lucas’s surprise at Tesla’s mellow attitude. Most dogs cowered before any werewolf, much less a big bad alpha like Lucas, but Tesla didn’t mind. Tesla loved Scarlett, and Scarlett treated Lucas with trust and affection. Ergo, Tesla was happy as a clam. It didn’t hurt that Lucas had made Tesla an extra t-bone and fed him little bits every time he went into the kitchen.

A sound pulled her from her thoughts, and Tesla perked up, climbing to his feet to move to the door. Scarlett tensed when she heard footsteps in the hallway. A door slammed, close by. More footsteps, and muffled voices.

When Scarlett looked back to Lucas, his eyes were open.

“Sounds like someone else is making moves,” she said with a shrug.

Lucas sat up. His powerful shoulders flexing as he rolled his neck and stretched, a mirror of her movements just a minute before. He stared at the door for another long moment before turning his stormy gaze to Scarlett.

“Ben and Aurelia,” he said, easing out of bed. He snagged Scarlett’s hand, kissing her knuckles before turning and padding toward the closet. “Gotta get dressed. I need to talk to them.”

Scarlett bit her lip, watching his perfect ass ripple before he disappeared into the closet. She realized that she had no idea what she was supposed to do now. She’d only been at the Compound for two days, she and Lucas were just getting settled in together, and she had no idea if anyone else even knew she was in the house.

“Will you take Tesla outside when you go downstairs?” she called out, flopping back onto the bed.

Lucas reappeared, clad in tight black boxer briefs. He scowled at her as he approached the bed, dropping an Amazon box on the bed next to her.

“Clothes,” he said, nodding to the box. “Ella’s been having things delivered here. I asked Walker to lend us some things, and he stuck a ton of these boxes in the closet.”

Scarlett opened the box, finding a pretty white eyelet lace dress, leggings, several plain t-shirts, bras, and panties. Ella was probably a size or two smaller than Scarlett, but all the things in the box would fit well enough. Scarlett looked down at the clothes and then back up at Lucas, who had pulled a pair of black jeans and a blue and black plaid button-up shirt from the closet.

“Tesla?” she prompted, reminding Lucas of her question.

Lucas looked up at her as he pulled on his jeans.

“You and Tesla are both coming downstairs with me,” he said, eyes flashing. He looked at the clothes she’d laid out on the bed.

“Wear the dress,” he suggested.

Once she was dress, Scarlett went into Lucas’s palatial bathroom to run her fingers through her messy hair and pinch her cheeks. Without any of her own grooming tools or makeup, it was the best she could do.

All I have to do is stand beside the female that Lucas wanted to take as a mate. No big deal, right?

Her stomach rumbled, part hunger and part nerves.

“Ready?” Lucas asked. Scarlett turned to find him leaning against the door frame, watching her as she primped. She felt her face flush as she nodded.

Lucas took her hand as they left the bedroom, squeezing her hand in his as he guided her down the stairs. Tesla ran down before them, and when they got downstairs he was already out the open door, no doubt ready for a good pee and a roll in the dirt.

When they entered the living room, it was chaos. Two dark-haired males were standing by the kitchen’s French doors: one massive, muscular male with dark eyes and a buzz cut, one more leanly built with shaggy-chic hair and bright blue eyes. Their body language was tense, making the fact that they were arguing apparent.

In the living room, two females were attempting to jam clothes into an already-overstuffed piece of luggage. A stunning redhead, strikingly dressed and covered with tattoos, was trying to push a hooded sweatshirt into the very top of a rolling suitcase. A tiny, elven-looking blonde perched on top of the suitcase, laughing as she tried to use her weight to keep the thing from busting open.

When Lucas and Scarlett stopped between the living room and the kitchen, four pairs of curious eyes turned toward them. Lucas cleared his throat.

“Scarlett,” he said, pointing out each person. “Walker, Ben, Aurelia, and Ella. Everyone, this is Scarlett.”

Silence reigned for half a minute before blonde Ella hopped up and came over. She offered Scarlett a handshake, the twinkle in her eyes giving away her mock somber expression.

“Nice to meet you,” Ella said. She turned to her mate, the bigger of the two males, and gave him a sharp look. He came over and introduced himself as well, though he seemed more than a little put out by her presence.

Scarlett quailed. Ben and Aurelia stood stock still, awkward beyond words. Scarlett felt like a fish out of water, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Lucas had brought her down just to show the couple that he was on the rebound already.

“We’re just on our way out,” Ben said, breaking his silence at last. The look that passed between Ben and Aurelia was heated; clearly they were arguing about something, too. Scarlett couldn’t help but feel a little bad for Ben, who seemed to be on the losing end of things today.

“That’s what I came down here to say,” Lucas said, clearing his throat again. He gave Aurelia and Ben each a measured glance before he continued. “I don’t want you to leave.”

Ben and Aurelia shared another private look, their stress evident.

“Lucas, it’s okay,” Aurelia said, dropping the sweatshirt with a sigh.

“This is your home,” Lucas said. “Where would you go?”

“We plan to rent a place in Atlanta, to be closer to work,” Ben said.

“You’re running away,” Lucas said, crossing his arms.

“Lucas,” Aurelia said, her tone growing exasperated.

“No. I’m not blind. I can see that there is a lot more between you two than Aurelia and I ever had. I don’t like how you handled things, but what’s done is done. I’m not driving two of my favorite people out of our house just because they made a mistake.”

Scarlett watched Lucas as he spoke, saw the determination on his face, in his posture.

“He’s giving you his blessing,” she spoke up, meeting Aurelia’s gaze head-on. Scarlett could feel Aurelia’s appraising look, and it seemed that whatever Aurelia saw satisfied her. Aurelia gave her a soft smile and a nod.

“Go unpack,” Lucas ordered, reaching out and taking Scarlett’s hand. “I think we’re going for a run now.”

Scarlett gave them all a wave as Lucas tugged her out the French doors, onto the back deck. He stopped for a moment, pulling her close for a long kiss before releasing her and walking down the back steps.

He gave her a teasing look as he shucked his shirt, preparing to shift into his wolf form. Scarlett grinned as she followed, heart brimming with joy. She didn’t know where he would lead, but damn if she wasn’t excited to follow him wherever he chose to go.