Read Kellen's Tempting Mate Online
Authors: Elle Boon
Tags: #alphas shifter, #Werewolves, #BBW romance, #anthology, #romance, #horror comedy romantic comedy werewolves shifters witches wizards fatasy vampires demons angels psyc
“I’m sorry, Alpha.” Wyck’s quick apology eased some of his anger.
Jennaveve walked around them. “She’s in your office.”
Kellen released his hold, dropping Wyck as quickly as he’d picked him up. “How do you know this?”
She shrugged. “I tapped into her mind. She decided to take a shower.”
Pointing at the Fey. “Watch her.”
“Of course. She isn’t really crazy, right?” Wyck stared down at Jennaveve.
Not feeling like appeasing the other wolf, Kellen left the two standing outside.
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s soon as he entered his office, her scent hit him hard. Anger, humiliation and hurt mixed together, offending his senses. He did that to his mate with his careless words, and Kellen didn’t know how to fix it. If he could turn back time and take back what he’d said, he’d do it. However, he was a man who accepted his faults and didn’t make excuses for them. He was a grown ass man, who owned his shit. If he fucked up, which he knew he did occasionally, he owned it, and was quick to make amends. The question now was, how did he make his mate forgive him?
The sound of the water had his body reacting. He did something he’d never done in all the years of running the Iron Wolves. He locked the door to the outer office, keeping anyone from entering. Of course, they were wolves and could break down the door if they chose.
Grabbing the black T-shirt by the bottom, he pulled it over his head, dropping it on the floor as he walked. His boots were kicked off without a care in his haste to reach Laikyn. The belt buckle and then his jeans were undone before he reached the closed door. He wondered if she’d locked him out the way he’d locked the other door, surprised when the knob turned in his palm. He had his pants and briefs removed by the time he entered the steamy room.
The glass enclosure was no barrier between him and his mate. She made a startled little gasp when he pulled the door open. “What are you doing in here?” She asked, green eyes moist from her silent tears.
“I’m sorry. Goddess, I’m sorry I fucking hurt you. I’m an asshole of the king of asses.” Kellen pulled her away from the spraying water.
Laikyn pushed the wet hair out of her face. “Yes you are,” she agreed.
Kellen tracked the soap running down the front of her body, watching her nipples bead up before his eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”
“You’re in the dog house.” She raked her nails over his chest.
“Woof,” he barked. Happy to see her smile.
“You hurt me.” Her smile disappeared.
He pulled her into his arms, forgetting the fact his body demanded relief. “I know, and for that I’m sorry. I never meant to do that. Sometimes I speak without thinking.”
She nodded against him. “You’re male. I think it’s a flaw of all your kind.” He felt her smile against him, but her scent was still tinged with the acrid smell of hurt.
“Let me make it up to you.” He smoothed his hands in a circular motion down her back.
Laikyn snorted. “With sex?”
Kellen pulled back. “No, baby. If you don’t want me to touch you I won’t. It’ll kill me, but I’ll leave you to your shower, but I meant by showing you through actions. I will mess up, but I will always, no matter what, apologize if I’m wrong and make amends to those that I’ve wronged. If they choose to not accept my apology.” Kellen shrugged. “That is on them. I can’t fix stupid.” He smiled as she pinched his side.
“I love you, even though you are sometimes an ass.” She raised up to press a kiss to his lips.
Before she could say another word, he maneuvered them so her back pressed against the tile wall, his mouth covered the sassy one of hers. Her quick exhale was taken in by him, and then no other words were needed. Kellen let his palms roam her wet curves, the soap allowed his hands to slide over every inch of her body. Using his knee, he motioned for her to move her legs further apart, which she quickly complied to do.
“Sweetheart, you do know I’ll only tolerate name calling for a short time, right?” He bent and bit into his mark on her shoulder, loving the uncontrollable shudder that wracked her frame.
“Then what happens?” Laikyn wrapped her arms around him.
Her breathless words had him ready to fuck, and fuck hard. So not a dominate male thing to do. Well, not one that was in charge. He put a little space between their bodies, his hands finding hers. “I think I need to remind you who’s in control here.” Kellen pulled her arms above her head. “You think you’re in charge, little girl?” He asked as water rained down on their sides.
Laikyn shook her head.
“Words, Lake,” he growled.
“No,” she stuttered.
His inner beast wasn’t sure he believed her. “Keep your arms above your head. If you move one inch that I don’t tell you to do, I’ll stop. If I stop, you’ll be punished.”
Her sweet perfume filled the small space. He licked his lips, but resisted the urge to drop to his knees and taste how sweet she was. Instead he grabbed the body wash off the shelf and poured a generous portion into his palm. After he rubbed his hands together, he started on her hands then shoulders, and working his way down her arms, being sure to clean every inch. Repeating the process with her chest, but skipping over the little buds of her nipples, even though he could see she really wanted him to touch her there.
Pouring more of the scented soap into his palm, he knelt in front of Laikyn and worked his hands over her stomach, and down her thighs. It nearly killed him to be so close to her pussy, and not lean in and lick. “Lift your foot,” he ordered, placing her right foot on his thigh as he cleaned between each toe.
Laikyn giggled. “That tickles.”
“Hmm, I’ll have to keep that in mind.” He tapped the other leg, indicating she allow him to do the same with the left foot. After he cleaned her front thoroughly, he looked up the expanse of his mate’s body, making a spinning motion with his finger. “Turn around. I need to make sure your back is clean.”
He expected her to argue, but was pleasantly surprised when she inhaled and then shimmied around in the small space, presenting him with her perfect heart shaped ass. Damn, he loved Laikyn O’Neil’s fine as fuck ass. “Pour some soap in my hand.” His words sounded more growl than he’d planned, but his mate quickly upended the bottle in his palm.
Kellen worked his way from her feet to the apex between her thighs, tracing his fingers between the crevice of her ass.
She tensed, looking over her shoulder. “Kellen?”
“I’m not going to take you here.” His finger brushed against her back hole. “Not now, but I will claim you in every way imaginable. Make no mistake, Mon Chaton, you will accept me everywhere.”
“I know.” Her easy acceptance had him rising to his feet.
She’d turned to face the tiles, her arms above her head. “Do you now?” He asked.
His cock so hard, he worried the poor thing was going to burst.
The little minx blinked back at him over her shoulder. “Well, I mean, unless of course you choose not to. Which would be a shame, since I’ve been preparing myself for just that occasion these last two years.”
Red. He saw red. “What the ever loving fuck do you mean, preparing yourself?” His fingers gripped her hair.
Green eyes sparkled. “Not by taking other men up the ass, but you know, there are other ways...to you know...practice.”
Images of her working a dildo up her own ass had his cock jerking against her. “Are you saying you’ve fucked your own ass, Laikyn?”
She tried to break eye contact with him, but he gripped her chin. “Don’t turn away from me.”
“I ached for you, and knew it was something you’d like.”
He took a deep breath, trying to rein himself in. “You are trying to kill me.” His slid his hands around, cupping her breasts while he kissed his mating mark.
“That would not be in my favor.” She rubbed her ass against his straining erection.
Kellen bent, allowing his dick to run back and forth between her legs. “Such a smart woman.”
“You going to torment me all night, or you gonna do something with that pole between your legs?” Her words ended on a grunt as Kellen shifted and pushed up into her.
“Fuck, so tight,” Kellen groaned.
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aikyn braced her hands on the cool tile, enjoying the feel of having Kellen finally filling her. Goddess, the man had tortured her with his hands. She moaned as he pulled out, swearing she could feel every vein and bump on his dick.
“I’m going to make you beg before I let you come.” He powered into her from behind.
She had no doubt whatsoever he would and could do it, too. The question was who would come first?
She squeezed her inner muscles around him, making him groan. “Such a bad little wolf,” he growled.
Unable to say anything else as he quickly powered into her with more force, hard and fast, slow and easy, alternating his strokes, never letting her get used to what he was going to do. But each time was more delicious than the last. She kept her hands on the wall, taking everything he gave, loving him. Giving him control of her body was like free falling, a chance at freedom that she didn’t know she needed until that moment.
His hands tweaked her nipples, then his right hand slid down her stomach, between her thighs. His fingers smoothed over her mound, making her buck, and then gripped her clit between two firm digits, toying with her. “Oh, yes, harder.”
It was such sweet torment it was hard to hold herself up on her hands, dropping to her elbows, the tile was cool on her forehead as she rested against it.
“You better brace yourself,” Kellen whispered. His fingers circled her clit again and again, pinching and toying with it. Just when she was on the verge of coming he’d stop, to her utter dismay.
She tried to ride his cock, rocking back against him, squeezing his dick each time he pushed back inside her. Kellen twisted her nipple, hard, doing the same with her clit. “You think to control our fucking?”
Her wolf snarled until he bit down on his mark, their connection getting stronger with each moment that passed. He pulled her back flush to his chest, his cock pistoning in and out of her with his arm around her shoulders, anchoring her to him, the other he worked her clit.
“Kellen, please,” she begged, biting his arm to keep from screaming.
“Yes. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear,” he growled.
White hot pleasure washed over her under his touch. “Can I come now?”
His fingers stilled on her clit. “Yes, Mon Chaton. I want to feel you. Come all you want.”
She lost herself to the pleasure Kellen gave her.
Kellen roared behind her. The animalistic sound spurred her on. His cock swelling inside her was followed by his come jetting. A spasm shook her with each release of his come he spent deep within her, and then he bit down on the meaty part of her shoulder where he’d placed his mark, making her come again.
Too hoarse to shout, she whispered his name. Her forehead now resting on the back of her hands, her throat dry and raw from her screams of ecstasy.
“Damn, baby.” Kellen licked her, his rough voice made her shiver.
Laughing, she turned to look, meeting his blue eyes. “The water is cold.”
He pulled out, sighing deeply. “Gonna need to buy a bigger water heater.”
She felt warm and happy in his arms, but then he moved and the cold water hit her. “Can’t you make it warm, now?”
Dark brows winged up. “I’m not a magician, baby.”
They quickly washed up before hurrying out of the icy shower, dressing in record time.
“You want to wait in here while I take care of club business, or come with me,” Kellen asked pulling his boots back on while he sat in the large leather recliner.
Laikyn looked around the office her mate considered his domain. “I’ll wait in here. I’m sort of tired.”
Kellen got to his feet as he drew her close, making her sigh deeply. Her heart clenched, and she realized she was finally where she should be. With her mate. Tears stung her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Kellen lifted her chin.
“Nothing. I’m happy.” She blinked away the moisture from her eyes.
“Me too, baby. Why don’t you take a nap? I’ll make sure nobody fucks with you, or comes in here except for me.” He brushed a gentle kiss over her lips.
She grinned. “You wore me out.”
“Hello, my recently doing the deed wolfies. Am I interrupting a moment? I hate when I interrupt moments,” Jennaveve muttered. “I almost interrupted a moment earlier, but I backed away real quiet like, and from the looks of it, neither of you noticed, so I’d say I succeeded. Anyhoo, I really must be going, and wanted to say bye. It’s rude not to say goodbye, you know.” She glared at Laikyn and then Kellen.
Laikyn bit her lip to keep from laughing. “Um, you’re leaving?”
“Bye,” Kellen said.
Laikyn smacked Kellen’s bicep. “Do you need a ride or us to call someone?”
“Rude boy. You need to learn some manners. Don’t you know you should treat your elders with more respect?” Jennaveve stood straighter, her petite frame vibrating with power.
“My apologies. How can I be of assistance?”
Jennaveve clapped. “Can I drive your vehicle?”
“No,” Kellen barked.
“Tone, rude one. You asked what you could do, and I ask for a tiny little thing. Goddess, you’d think I asked for your first born or something.” She tossed her hands in the air. “Which, by the way, will be just like his father.” She winked at Laikyn.
It was instinct that had Laikyn pressing her hand to her stomach and then searching inside herself. She didn’t feel any different.
“Not yet, Laikyn dear. It’s too soon. Now, about me driving your big car.” Brown eyes stared straight at Kellen.
Kellen looked like he was ready to bust a blood vessel. “My XV is not a car, or a toy. Do you need a lift back to Mystic?”
She blinked, a cute pout on her full lips. Laikyn would have sworn the woman was crazy. Hell, she may be, but she’d shown them a lot while they’d allowed her entry into their minds. Now, she was sure she would be more prepared when and if they were attacked again.
“You wolves are so easy to mess with. Especially you alphas and your toys.” The Fey laughed. “Now, you need to keep your head straight. I was truly able to slip right in unnoticed and got quite an eyeful of the two of you in the shower. I mean, eye bleach is on the shopping list now, thank you very much. It’s a blessing you were not hitting the you know what hole. I’m not sure my poor ole heart could have handled that.”