Howl My Name (BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Grayslake Book 5) (14 page)

“Evie,” he growled in warning.

She didn’t care. She wanted him, wanted more of what they’d started in the house before the past threw a pall over their passion and reality intruded and destroyed their moment. There would be no knocking or murmured conversations to distract them now.

“What?” She opened her eyes wide, doing her best to appear innocent as she rolled her hips and caressed his cloth-covered dick.

“Don’t.”

“Is that a real don’t or a half don’t.”

Reid groaned and buried his face in her hair. “Evie,” he rasped.

“Reid,” she whispered, putting every hint of her desire into the single word.

“We’re supposed to be…”

“Spending time together away from the house. Exploring the gathering clearing.” She wiggled once more. “I think we’ve done enough exploring, don’t you?”

“Evelyn.”

“Saying my name over and over won’t change the fact that I want you.” She turned her head and nipped his ear. “I want you in my mouth, Reid. You stopped me before, but I still want it.”

“You’re gonna kill me,” he moaned and tightened his hold. He rolled them until she was on top, Reid spread out before her. “But I’m pretty sure it’ll be worth it.”

She winked at him. “Hell yeah, it will. I give the best blow jobs this side of the—”

His rumbling growl silenced her. “Never, ever talk about sex and others.”

“I didn’t mention—”

“Ever, Evie. I don’t wanna know why you think you give the best blow jobs because that means you’d given them to others. I find out their names and I’ll have to kill ’em. I can’t fuck you and kill them at the same time, so save a few assholes and don’t say it again.”

“You’re jealous.” And she liked it.

“I’m possessive and have a damn good imagination. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a virgin.”

“Fine,” she eased down his body, crawling backward until the large bulge in his jeans was at eye level. “I’m pure as snow.” She stared at his hidden length and licked her lips. “And I want a taste.” She flicked her attention to his. “Please?”

“Baby, you never have to ask. You want my dick?” She nodded and he placed his hands behind his head. “Then take it.”

One flick of a button and tug on a zipper allowed her to tug his jeans down and release his cock. Then she did exactly as she desired even if some of their bears lingered in the woods out of sight.

Evelyn took it.

Oh, fuck, she took it. Evelyn’s plump lips wrapped around the head of his cock as if she was made for him and him alone. He hadn’t chased her, hadn’t raced outside and through the forest, expecting it to end up with his jeans down and dick out.

Couldn’t say he was sorry about it though. Just unexpected. He’d intended to spend some time with her, get to know her and shit. Do those things couples did before they mated.

Then again, he assumed most couple did the regular old
sniff and bang
.

If they hadn’t gotten hurt…

That thought kinda disappeared when she sucked his dick like a vacuum cleaner. She slid down his shaft, that tongue tapping the underside of his length as she swallowed more and more of him. His wolf howled in joy, its appreciation of their new situation thrumming through his inner-beast.

Reid was just happy to have his dick sucked.

She hummed, sliding lower and lower until the head of his cock nudged the back of her throat. Then she hummed. Mother. Fucking. Hummed. The vibrations had him moaning and rocking his hips and he fought the urge to push deep, make her take all of him.

“Evie,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with his need for her. “
Fuck.
”

Evie whimpered and slowly retreated, revealing his slick cock inch by inch until she reached the tip once more. Then she met his gaze. Met his gaze while she stroked his shaft and sucked his cock head. That talented tongue teased him, circling then tapping then there was sucking and holy hell her fang teased his slit.

“Shit, baby.” He wasn’t sure what he was trying to say, but the sting of pain that came from that move had him moaning and groaning, aching to pull away and push closer.

Who wanted
teeth
by their
dick?

Him, apparently.

Because when she swallowed him once more, he whimpered at the loss of that sting.

She set up a slow rhythm then, sliding up and down his cock, her hand working in tandem with her mouth. She sucked and teased, nibbled and tormented. And all the while he kept his gaze trained on her. He propped his weight on his elbows and just watched his mate suck his dick. There was nothing more intimate. Nothing that showed trust like this act. She didn’t have him by the balls, she had him by the dick.

And he hoped she never gave it up.

On her next rise, she removed her mouth entirely, hand still squeezing and sliding along his shaft but her mouth was free. “I want you to come in my mouth.”

“You can’t say—” She squeezed the base of his length and he groaned, trying to remember what he was trying to tell her, but it didn’t seem important when she swallowed him again.

He lost himself to the pleasure, to the joy of being inside her this much. He’d pound her hard later. He was gonna come in her now. Because he wanted that, wanted to paint her with his scent from inside out and… fuck, fuck, fuck she cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze and soft roll.

“Shit, Evie. Don’t…”

Stop. He didn’t want her to stop. Ever.

And she didn’t. It was if she understood him, knew what he was saying even if the words didn’t leave his lips.

Her pace increased, the soft slurp of her mouth on his cock joining his moans… and hers. There was no missing her scent in the air, the flavors that told him she enjoyed sucking his cock. She rose and fell, taking him deep before letting him slid free only to be swallowed once more. Up and down, over and over…

Reid’s cock pulsed, twitching and jerking with the pleasure that coursed through him. With every beat of his heart, the sensations grew, expanding and exploding to fill him completely. She teased his balls and tormented his dick, ratcheting his bliss even higher and his release neared, edging closer and closer with each of her sounds. His balls were hard and tight against him, body preparing for the ultimate ecstasy the longer she teased him.

“God, Evie. It’s… Gonna…” It’s heaven and hell and he was gonna come any second.

That had his mate whimpering and sucking harder, moving faster, and he couldn’t stop the subtle flex of his hips each time she took in more of him. Each swallow, each tap of her tongue and each rise and fall shoved him toward his orgasm. He welcomed it with open arms, his wolf howling once more at the joy his mate gave them. It yipped in happiness and he wished the asshole would shut up because any second now…

Oh shit, her finger snaked behind his balls and rubbed that small patch of skin before going farther and tapping his puckered entrance. She caressed and teased and oh damn…

His breath caught, body suspended between heaven and hell and then heaven won as she pressed firmly against his unforgiving flesh. He came, back arched, mouth open as a howl escaped his lips and he released the sound, sending it echoing through the forest.

His dick twitched and jerked with each spurt of cum that erupted from the tip and filled her mouth and Evie… swallowed. Her throat worked against the head of his cock, her lips buried in his cropped curls as she took more and more from him. The pleasure that came from the act overwhelmed him, stealing any semblance of control and he fisted her hair, holding her steady as he filled her over and over again. The ecstasy of his release rolled through him, attacking him from all sides as it burned his nerves and enveloped him in a blissful blanket of satisfaction.

It continued with every suck, with every whimper and every groan until he felt himself softening, sensed his dick growing lax inside her mouth and he finally tore his fingers from her hair. But she didn’t pull away immediately. No, she kept him inside her mouth, those lips remaining around his shaft until he was fully sated. She slowly released him, letting him gently fall from her lips until he was fully bared to the hot, humid air. She gave his cock one last, chaste kiss and his dick twitched in response, body trying to respond to her nearness once more.

If his dick hadn’t just been sucked like a champion…

Reid gave her a soft, lazy smile. Sated from her attentions. “Baby, that was—”

But Evie wasn’t looking at him. Nope, her attention was over his shoulder as she scrambled away from him. Wolf didn’t like that one bit. In fact, it growled and grumbled and was really pissed that she tried to leave him immediately after giving him the best blowjob of his life.

“Oh, shit, Reid.” She pointed at something behind him and he immediately flipped, shoving Evie from his legs as he leapt to his feet. He tugged his jeans up as he moved, pulling them back to his hips as he faced whatever—whoever—scared his mate. And if it was one of his own bears ruining his post-orgasm buzz… they were dead.

And yeah, he figured it was okay to kill this bear. “Gary.” The male narrowed his eyes, the irises going black the longer he glared at Reid. “What was your plan here?”

Gary cocked the revolver, the hammer easing back and making that click so many recognized. Instead of being afraid, he was curious. A six-shooter to take out a wolf? Maybe he thought he’d get a lucky shot? Reid would have come with at least a Glock. Fifteen rounds plus one in the chamber. Facing a bear? He would have brought and extra mag.

The male should have brought
at least
that. Reid wasn’t an ordinary wolf.

“You-you-you shouldn’t be here. Eze-Eze-Ezekiel should be the Itan and I just have to kill you and then he’ll come back.” Gary moved his thumb as if to cock the weapon again. Yeah, the male wasn’t the smartest bear in the bunch, was he? “I-I-I missed at the doc’s, I messed up and hurt the doc and Trisha, but I won’t hurt anyone else now. J-j-just you.”

“Right. So the drive-by didn’t work and now you’re here? Let me guess, you really expected the bullets to do the job, right? Or did you bank on the Carvrix?” He cataloged each expression that slid over Gary’s face. Surprise and then fear. No, more than fear. Terror.

“How… He said…”

“Who’s he, Gary?” The male’s arm trembled, the barrel unsteady. “Ezekiel?” Gary nodded though Reid doubted he did it on purpose. The panic making him answer before he realized what he did. “Where’d he get it?”

“I-I-I…”

“Gary,” Evie whispered, but Reid couldn’t spare her a look. He’d already been shot six times—by this male, apparently—and he really didn’t want to add another six to his count. Assuming Gary could shoot straight.

And if he didn’t, and
if
he hit Evie, and
if
Evie died…

He’d kill the world.

Gary looked beyond him, the male’s eyes landing on Reid’s mate, and he decided he wasn’t gonna wait for Gary to make his move. The male was going down. Now.

Without hesitation, he jolted forward, traveling the feet that separated them in an instant. Dirt flew as he ran, racing forward. His claws immediately formed, tips sharpening as his wolf shoved forward and demanded the bear’s blood. He didn’t care about Gary’s threat to him. It was normal, anticipated even. He’d wondered who the first to betray the clan would be. Now he had his answer. Which meant he’d face off against Ezekiel sooner rather than later.

A cocky puppeteer like Zeke wouldn’t take another failure well. First the drive-by and now this? Yes, they’d see him soon.

For now, Reid would handle this male.

Once Gary was within reach, Reid struck. Realization finally dawned on the bear’s face, the knowledge that he wasn’t leaving the clearing alive gradually overtaking his features. That’s when the gun tried to swing toward Reid.

Tried.

Because one of Reid’s claw-tipped hands scraped Gary’s ribs, nails sinking into flesh and then dragging toward his abdomen in one gutting swipe that had muscle and bone exposed to the air. The other snatched the gun, hand wrapping around the cylinder and the flesh between his thumb and pointer stopping the hammer from striking a bullet. He twisted, wrenching the revolver from Gary’s hand in one swift move and then he tossed the weapon aside. A hunk of metal wouldn’t solve his problem.

Only death by claw would. There was nothing more satisfying than ripping apart a threat to Reid’s happiness. Piece by piece.

Loss of the weapon and the injury made Gary desperate, made the bear stare at Reid with wild, panicked eyes that quickly transformed to bear. And then the rest of his body tried to follow suit. The snap and crack of bones, the rapid appearance of fur, and the midnight nails that formed on his human fingers told him the male was on the edge of losing control. Hell, as seconds passed, Reid realized they’d passed the edge and dove into the deep end of “shit’s about to get fucked.”

Normally, he would have let them male gather his fur and fought him hand to claw, but he had Evie to think about. He didn’t want to risk Gary getting his paws on Reid’s mate.

So he stopped it. Not with words since that wouldn’t have been nearly as much fun, but with a punch right to the bear’s reshaping jaw. He followed that up with a quick jab to Gary’s nose and then an uppercut to his chin. Gary stumbled back, balance thrown off by the rapid rain of punches, and Reid followed him, not giving an inch.

“Bears rely on their size.”
Knee. Slice. Punch
. “Instead of training bodies.”
Punch. Cut. Kick.
“For a rapid shift.”
Kick. Knee right into his nose
. “Because that’s when you’re most vulnerable.”

The body that’d been perverted by the half-shift was now broken and twisted with Reid’s treatment. The face that’d eased toward bear was now nothing more than a mottled perversion of Gary’s human visage. The midnight claws were gone, human nails back as the male’s animal retreated. It knew it’d lost. Gary’s human half just hadn’t realized it yet. The leg that’d reshaped to a bear’s snapped under Reid’s next kick and the knee collapsed with the second. It left Gary kneeling on the ground, swaying and still swinging his arms as if Reid would allow himself to be injured.