Drekinn 3 - Reaching Rissa (24 page)

When the head of
Phillip
’s cock pressed against her drenched pussy, she stilled, only then realizing that she’d been rocking back and forth on her knees. Pushing back against him in the need to be filled, she whimpered in her throat when he denied her.

Phillip
slid a hand around her to tap her clit, laughing when she bucked and took the head of his cock inside her.

“That’s it,
Ris
. Damn, you’re tight. I want to feel that pussy clench on me and milk me real good.”

Frantic now,
Rissa
rocked her hips, trying to get more friction on her clit, crying out around
Simon
’s cock when
Phillip
slid deep, filling her with thick heat.

Filled at both ends, she tried to concentrate on making both of them come, but each caress of their hands or stroke of their cocks made her forget everything except the pleasure. Relying on instinct, she struggled to keep up with them.

She sucked harder at
Simon
, starving for his taste. Each groan or tightening of his hands thrilled her, the knowledge that she could shake his control giving her more confidence.

Simon
’s hands left her breasts to cup her face again, holding her still for his smooth strokes into her mouth.

“Taken from both ends,
Rissa,
”
h
is calm tone had her redoubling her efforts. “That soft mouth feels so good. I like how that to
ngue feels sliding over my cock
.”

“I need an apology still,” Phillip said.

In answer,
Rissa
pushed back against him, moaning in her throat when he groaned and rubbed his hands over her back.

Phillip
plunged deep, his hands flat on her back, holding her in place for his thrusts.

She reveled in each bump and ridge of his cock sliding over her inner flesh, fisting her hands in the covers to steady herself. Trembling everywhere, she couldn’t stop moaning around
Simon
’s cock, her breath catching each time
Phillip
’s sac created friction against her clit. Focusing on pleasing
Simon
got harder and harder, her attempts to lick and suck him getting clumsier as the need to come blocked out everything else.

She couldn’t stop gripping
Phillip
’s cock, his words of encouragement rendering her senseless.

“That’s it,
Ris
. Fuck. Your pussy’s so damned tight. I could fuck you forever.”

Simon
’s hands slid into her hair again, guiding her movements. “Her mouth’s incredible.
Her tongue’s like fucking velvet.”
His hiss was like music to her ears.

“Damn it, she has an amazing mouth
.”

She sucked on him eagerly, addicted to his taste and the deep groans that poured from him. Struggling to concentrate on what he said, she sucked in a breath when one of
Phillip
’s hands slid around to cover her abdomen and moved lower.

Her clit burned, but
Phillip
merely held her folds spread, not giving her the touch she needed.

Simon
groaned again. “That’s it, baby. Damn, that mouth feels good. Not too far. Yeah, honey, just like that.”

Phillip
chuckled from behind her, his low laugh ending abruptly when she clenched on him. “Damn, darlin’, you feel so fucking good. I know you want me to touch your clit, darlin’. You’re just going to have to wait for it.”

Simon
’s thrusts into her mouth came faster, but his hold on her kept his cock from going too far. “Give it to her then. She needs to come.”

“No way. Not yet. Look at her buck. If she bucks like this now, can you imagine what she’s gonna be like when we take her ass?”

Rissa
whimpered at the wave of shivers that raced through
her.
Shifting her weight to one side, she held herself up with one hand and reached down with the other, trying to keep her balance as she placed her fingers over her clit.

Phillip
slapped her ass, a sharp slap that stunned her. Even now he avoided her injured side, slapping her again on the other before forcefully jerking her hand from her clit.

“No, you don’t.”

He thrust faster, each word bit out between clenched teeth on each deep stroke.

“No. No. No. I.
Make. You. Come.”

Frustrated that he wouldn’t give her clit the attention she needed, she pushed back against him and lost her balance.

Simon
caught her, dropping his knees on the bed and using his thighs to support her, rubbing his hands over her shoulders. “Easy, honey. I’ve got you. Hell, I’m gonna come. If you don’t want to swallow, baby, let go—oh, hell.”

The jolt of fire that hit her when
Phillip
pinched her clit had her whimpering in her throat and sucking
Simon
harder.

Simon
cursed, holding her steady with his hands in her hair and pulsed his release into her mouth. The muscles in his thigh
s
became rock hard and trembled beneath her hands as he groaned and slowed his strokes.

Awestruck that she could draw such a response from him, she eagerly swallowed every drop, crying out from the strokes to her clit, each one like a live wire touching her and sending sharp sizzles racing through her.

She couldn’t stay still, rocking her hips no matter how hard she tried not to, afraid that she would dislodge
Phillip
’s finger from where he held it over her clit.

Withdrawing from her mouth,
Simon
knelt on the floor in front of her and held her against his shoulder, pushing her hair back from her face and smiling down at her. Cupping a breast, he used his thumb to caress her nipple just as the pleasure at her
s
lit seemed to explode.

Arching her back, she lifted her bottom higher into
Phillip
’s deep thrusts, crying out as he plunged deep and came, his cock jumping inside her. Her pussy milked him as the waves of bliss continued to race through her, the slowing drag of his fingers back and forth over her slippery clit keeping her on the razor-sharp edge of release for so long she screamed, a pinch of her clit sending her the rest of the way over.

Holding on to
Simon
and pressing her face against his soft
,
sweat drenched skin
, she breathed in his clean scent, wishing this moment could last forever.
She felt the sting of a slap on her ass, sat up, and glared at Phillip.

“APOLOGY!” He smiled.

Epilogue

Kiki walked down the hallway, lifting his head as he went. His mate was here again, he just couldn’t seem to figure out which one it was. Plus, whoever it was seemed to not want to come forward.

He knew Thomas was his mate;
he was just in denial
, Kiki thought and followed the scent again.
The library
, he thought and walked faster. This time, he would find them.

Kiki jumped into the library entrance and yelled. “Gotcha.”

A small, short, beautiful woman turned around in surprise and smiled. Her hair was long and red—
shit
,
his favorite color
.
Wait, a woman
?
One of his mates was a woman?

“Hello,” she said, her voice flowed over him and he closed his eyes.

Kiki could hear footsteps coming from the hallway and then he felt Thomas behind him. “Finally, can we just get on with this then?” Thomas yelled.

Excerpt from the Alpha’s Mate

Denver Pack Series Book One

by Jana Leigh

Quin sat on the top of the building he owned looking over the city that had come to feel as home to him. Denver was far away and completely different from where he grew up, and yet he could not imagine ever leaving the city. Quin realized this place had finally become home. He watched as the sun set over the Rocky Mountains. Lately, he’d become so restless that he escaped to the rooftop to try to find peace from within. He knew nothing would cure his restlessness except to find his mate, which he didn’t stand a chance to find his mate when he considered the fact he’d been too busy with Pack business even to actually find a woman. Hell, for the last few months he and his Beta have been knee-deep in attacks from the Rogues. He’d pleasured himself whenever the need struck, instead of looking for the perfect woman. His sexual drive as a Werewolf was a little more intense than the regular human's sex drive. Sometimes it was a curse, but if he found the right one, it would be amazing.

When he was growing up, and he hit the magical age of fourteen, his hormones kicked into high gear and he shifted for the very first time. Quin had spent many nights in a cold shower to try to ebb the need he had to fuck everything around him. His parents had laughed and said he had almost acted as if he was in his terrible twos again trying to claim anything and everything as his. It wasn’t so funny when they told the stories to anyone who would listen. Potential mates and friends had given him a lot of grief over the years because of those stories. His best friend still sent cards on his birthday designed to poke fun at him; the latest even included instructions on how to masturbate correctly. Quin took it in stride, but damn it, he was the Alpha of his own Pack now. He wanted his mate to be here by his side to lead with him.
Was that too much to ask for?
Quin wondered, and then once again silently asked the spirits for guidance.

Many years ago, Quin's father and mother told him stories about the Rockies and the folklore that surrounded the majestic mountains. In the mountains, the wolves ran, without fear of becoming the hunted. They explained the tales from their ancestors who had found peace in the Rocky Mountains, and the promises they held for each wolf that chose to venture to the United States. When the decision came from his father to expand the Pack, he volunteered to move to Denver and be the Alpha of the Denver Pack, an extension of the Gevaudan Pack. The name Gevaudan stemmed from their ancestors in southern France, it meant ‘hybrid beast’. They failed to mention that when he settled here he would have to defend his Pack territory every day. It was one of the most desirable places for a wolf to live. Those wolves didn’t want to join their Pack or lead their own Pack, which caused problems.

His parents were still the Alphas in southern France, but decided they needed someone in the United States to help lead those who had migrated over the years. Many of the European Packs made the change at the same time, so there had been at least ten Packs that he knew of that had migrated. It was more out of need; the decision made when a Rogue Pack had tried to hurt a member of their Pack that had visited a few years ago. Without an Alpha on the continent, the other Packs refused to accept that any wolf was under the Council’s protection. Quin's parents made the decision quickly to move someone to protect and lead the Pack in Denver.

So overnight, he uprooted himself, his Beta and Enforcers, and moved to a new country. That was ten years ago and Quin never regretted his decision to move. It was rough the first couple of years settling themselves in the United States. The wolves here had no desire or willingness to live by the rules the European wolves followed. They assumed that they didn’t have to follow the laws the elders had set up. When Quin arrived in Denver, his parents and other European Pack leaders had developed a Council to help them set up the laws. It was a constant battle trying to keep them in line, and protect the humans they wanted to hurt. Of course, the humans knew nothing of the threat that loomed over their head.

Many of the younger Pack members didn’t look at the gift given to them by being a wolf. Instead, they looked at the power they held, and used it to their advantage to gain what they could from the humans. They felt entitled. Gods, he was sick of hearing the nasty rhetoric they spewed to one another. Quin’s parents raised him to respect people, and the gifts the Gods gave them. The misconceptions of Were and wolves, made more by the Rogues who tried to make people afraid of them were hard to overcome. Humans like to believe there were no terrible beasts and shifters didn’t exist. They blamed many of the attacks on wild dogs. If it weren’t so sad, it would have been humorous. Instead, they turned a blind eye from the reality around them, which was fine with the Were Council.

Quin was excited when first approached by his parents to leave their Pack and come to the United States. He struck out, along with seven chosen Enforcers, and finally settled in the Front Range. With the help of his previous Pack's riches, they settled and expanded their power. Lately, his restlessness had become more prominent. He told his Beta that he missed the women of the Pack. When they were in France, he had the pick of the litter. All of his men were waiting to find their mates. When they left the safety of the homeland without any females, they knew it would be a long time before they found their other half. They couldn’t chance a female being hurt before they became settled. It had only been in the last year that female wolves had begun to arrive from Europe. Unfortunately, none of them had been his mate. For a wolf, meeting their mate was what grounded them. The female wolves were to be treasured; took care of. He could not wait until he could find his mate and settle down.

Quin stood staring at the setting sun and sighed loudly, wishing he could shift and run through the mountainside. He planned a retreat for next week for him and his Enforcers high in the Rockies. Then they could truly be free to shift. Most of the time they had to be careful not to let a human see them, they needed to remain a secret for the sake of everyone. In the past few months, it had been harder and harder to hide their presence in the city. They had to deal with the Rogues and more often than not, they fought in wolf form.

“Alpha, your father is on the phone. He wants to know if you have made any progress with the Rogues in the area,” Devon, his Beta called from the door that led to the roof.

“Yeah, I’m coming.” Quin sighed and went to speak to his father.

In the past few weeks, a group of Rogue wolves decided they wanted to try to take over the area. Quin and his Enforcers had been busy trying to clean up their mess. His Pack was currently around fifty members. All of them living in the three blocks the Pack owned in Denver. They had seven apartment buildings that held all the members. In addition, they owned about 1000 acres in the mountains with a dozen or more cabins, so they could run when they wanted.

Quin prided himself on making sure all of his Pack members were happy and had jobs. They were one of the most successful Packs in the States and were gaining members every month. Soon they were going to have to expand. Quin made a note to have his personal assistant start looking at buying another city block. Many of the families that could have joined his Pack were waiting until he found his mate, which would make the Pack more stable. He wanted more than anything to find a woman that would lead by his side, but so far, he had not found anyone who called to his wolf.

His mother explained to him long ago that his wolf would be the one to recognize his mate. He knew the restlessness was because of not having found her yet. His mother and father assured him that when the time came, he would find the one meant strictly for him.

Quin went into his office and answered the phone that was blinking at him, “Hello Father.”

“Son, what progress have you made with the Rogues?” A gruff voice responded to him. His father, never a man for long discussions, was always quick and to the point. When he was growing up, his mother was the one who dispensed the hugs. His father, though Quin knew he loved him, was more serious. His father also believed the Alpha of every Pack had a greater responsibility than even to his own family. This is where they differed. When Quin finally found his mate, he was going to make sure she knew exactly how important she was to him. His children would know the same love his mother had shown him.

“We had a skirmish last night in a suburb, but so far we can’t seem to find their lair. I hope they will show themselves soon. We have heard their Alpha is a wolf named Roark, but we haven’t been able to find him,” Quin said turning in his chair so he could watch the last of the sun setting.

“You may have to send out more patrols. I heard from Roan in Northern Ireland, and his Alpha in the States is having problems too. He has lost three females and one Enforcer in the last week. You need to watch the Pack,” his father warned.

“I know what is at stake here, father. I will talk to my Beta and the Enforcers. We are planning a retreat next week, but I do not want to leave the Pack unguarded. We may have to postpone, at least while this mess remains. They will understand, even if they are itching to run,” Quin said.

“I agree. Do you need any more people? I could send your brother and a few others to help,” his father asked.

Quin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was the Alpha of this Pack. He loved his father, but he was still set in the old ways.

“Let me talk it over with the others, I will let you know. I may have to have some more help if they try to take one of our females,” Quin replied.

They spoke for a few more minutes, and then Quin hung up the phone, hoping he would be able to give his father a better report the next time he spoke to him. He didn’t want his brothers to come here unless the need arose for that particular action. They were all working on settling their own Packs. All except for his youngest brother Adrian, who was just concluding his training. He hoped to offer the young wolf a place in his Pack. It had been too long since he had seen his family, and he wanted to have that connection again.

He had no clue what the Rogue wolves were trying to do. Taking female wolves was an act of war, soon he would have no choice but to hunt and kill the Rogues if they could not get them under control.

He could hear loud voices in the outer office and sighed again. What else could happen today? It had been a long day already, and he wanted to have a nice quiet dinner and go to bed.

Just before he reached the door, it burst open and his Beta fell in the room. Devon was larger than most of his wolves, so he nearly took up the entire space when he sprawled on the floor. Being the Beta of the Pack, Devon was the strongest wolf. Quin never wanted to find out who would win if they fought for Alpha, he suspected it would be a close fight.

“Get your ass out of my way,” he heard a female growl come from just outside the room.

Quin laughed when Devon jumped up and looked at him with red cheeks. “She caught me off guard.”

“Right, we’ll go with that, if it’s how you want to spin it.” Quin agreed and poked his head out of his office to see who had thrown his Beta through the door. It must have been a large female wolf to do this kind of damage.

He laughed even harder when he saw the small sprite before him. A small blonde woman stood there tapping her foot with impatience. Wow, she was beautiful. Long flowing hair pulled back into a high ponytail and voluptuous curves, the woman stood a good foot below him. It made him feel like he was a giant. Quin grinned and looked at the woman with more interest. He wondered why she was here. He knew every member of his Pack, and she definitely did not belong.

“Listen buster, I have been sitting out here for the last two hours, waiting patiently for the head dog to come and meet with me. I no longer have the time, or the inclination to sit here. Tell your overly important man when he makes an appointment; he should have the courtesy to show up.” The woman fumed, turned on her heel, and stomped to the elevators.

Quin laughed again until the breeze from her turn caught his nose. She smelled like rose petals and fresh mountain air. His wolf immediately responded and began howling, pushing him to follow her. Holy shit, she was his mate, and she was a human!

Devon growled when his Alpha walked by him, as if in a trance. “Alpha let me handle her. The human doesn’t know her place.”

“Huh?” he said, still moving in the direction the woman had gone.

“She had an appointment with you to talk about renting space in the bottom floor of the building we just bought. I told her we were not ready to make any decisions, but she said she had a lease already with the previous owners and she wanted us to honor the contract. She wants to open a bookstore. I tried to explain that you were busy, but she said she called and made an appointment with Shelly. I explained Shelly was out on emergency leave and hadn’t put her in the book, but she refused to reschedule and said she would wait,” Devon said obviously frustrated. “I will send her a letter stating we will not be honoring the contract. After the last meeting, we decided to make more apartments for the Pack. We have only one more apartment before we run out of them and there are new people inquiring every week. Then I may teach her what happens when she pulls a wolf’s tail.”

“NO!” Quin yelled and looked at his friend. “I think she is my mate.”

“What? A human?” Devon asked incredulously following his friend's gaze and watched the doors to the elevator close. “I will get her.”

“No, I will. Do you have her information?” Quin said intensely. He found his mate and he was not going to waste time waiting for someone to bring her back, least of all his Beta that she had thrown on his ass.

Devon nodded and went to the desk and pulled a sheet of paper from the top. “Her name is Cami Reynolds. She lives only a few blocks down. According to her contract, she has already paid a substantial deposit.”

Quin nodded and went back to his office to gather his things. “I will be gone until I can convince her to return with me. Please make sure everyone knows not to disturb me.”