Leashed by a Wolf (6 page)

“Head towards the house. He will catch you, but you wanna be caught, don’t you?” Clara said with a small smile. “You make his ass chase you down.”

Laney still wasn’t convinced and she knew her expression said as much.

Sighing, Clara looked back at her. “Seriously. Now run!” Clara shoved her towards the house. Laney didn’t miss a beat and she took off running.

Shit shit shit!
What the hell was she doing?

As she hit the porch around the front of his home, she had expected to hear him right behind her. She swung the front door open and turned to close it. Her heart hit her throat as she spotted Clara disappearing into the trees but nothing else. Heath was nowhere to be seen.

Shutting the door, Laney turned to gaze into the dark house. Slowly she took a step forward, trying to see into the shadows of his home. She didn’t turn on the lights, hoping to use the darkness to her advantage

Where the hell is he?
Laney moved farther into the house. Though her heart pounded, she wasn’t scared; she was excited. Excited in a way she had never felt before. Her body vibrated, craving Heath’s touch.

Moving along the hall she passed the living room. Scanning the room she didn’t see any movement. Slowly she progressed towards the kitchen. Looking in, she could see his table and chairs, the breakfast island, and the outline of the biggest fridge she had ever seen.

She couldn’t see anything else. Taking a deep breath, she tried to slow her heart down. Damn the man, he was here somewhere; she knew he was.

As she took a step backwards, she slammed into a hot solid body. Heath was standing directly behind her. Laney’s brain was screaming for her to run, but her body refused to let her move.

Laney swallowed hard as he leaned down and moved her hair away from her face. He grazed the sensitive area where her neck met her shoulder with his fangs. Her eyes closed and she angled her head, allowing him better access as she felt his growl rumble against her back.

The skirt of the summer dress she wore, borrowed from Mary, was slowly pulled higher and higher as Heath pushed his thigh between her legs, keeping them apart.

Laney groaned as he stroked his hand down her body and over her mound.

“Don’t think I have forgotten you are to be punished, my beta.” He spoke directly into her ear. Slipping a finger under the elastic of her underwear, Heath’s rumbled growl deepened even more as he found her wet and ready for him.

Laney reached back and wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing her chest out, straining against the fabric of her dress. Turning, she nuzzled into him under his chin.

“Mmm, my beta, don’t think you can rush me. You have been very bad today. You shouted at me down the phone, suggested my pack is a cult, stared far too long at some of the naked males in my pack…” With each transgression he rubbed his finger against her clit. Laney’s hips bucked against his hand. “And you can’t make me forget that you ran from me.” He dipped two fingers inside her, pulling a low moan out of Laney. Oh Lord, her body was on fire; she burned for Heath in a way she had never burned before. Laney didn’t think she would ever burn like this again without her one and only Alpha.

Chapter Four

Heath carried Laney up the stairs to his bedroom. Setting her down on her feet, he pulled her dress up and off. With swift movements he peeled off her underwear, leaving her standing in front of him as naked as he was.

With one finger he ran a clawed fingertip from the base of her throat down between her breasts, all the way until he reached her belly button.

Laney shuddered and Heath growled low. He loved how open she was with her reactions to him.

“How shall I punish you, sweetheart?” Heath asked as he circled her slowly. He allowed his finger to trail around her middle as he moved.

“You could let me off this once?” Laney suggested. Heath stopped behind her and chuckled.

“But how would you learn then, my beta?” He ran the flat of his hand over her butt. With a quick flick he laid a tap against the fleshy cheek.

“Hey, buster, I am not that kind of girl,” Laney said as she turned to face him.

Heath gave her a half smile. “Not a fan of spanking then, my beta? Hmm, but how else shall I punish you for all your disobediences?”

“You could just fuck me.”

Heath laughed. “Oh, Laney-girl, if I can promise you one thing this evening it’s that I will be fucking you before the night is out.” He took a step towards her, forcing her back again and again until she was pinned to the wall.

He placed his hands on her shoulders and ran them down her arms until he could lace his fingers through hers. He raised their joined hands until they were pressed against the wall just over her head.

Laney moved forward, grinding her hips against his. Heath smiled down at her.

“I told you, my beta, I won’t be rushed,” he said before leaning forward and capturing her mouth in a branding kiss.

His tongue ran across the seam of her mouth, demanding entry. He groaned when she opened for him. Their tongues parried, fighting for control.

Heath was a dominant man, an Alpha wolf. He had always enjoyed being in control of every situation, whether it was in the pack or in the bedroom. He still did, but he was starting to enjoy the fight for dominance with this woman. He would win, but getting to the finish line was going to be one hell of a ride.

Laney pulled away, kissing along his jaw until she reached his neck. She bit sharply at the join with his shoulder. Heath pulled air through his clenched teeth. She didn’t know what that move meant—she couldn’t know—but to Heath, to any shifter, biting that area and drawing blood would mark your mate, your other half.

His gut clenched at the thought but he pushed it away. He stepped back from her and, with a tug, pulled her to the bed. Heath slid onto the bed, moving back until he leant back against the headboard before he drew her down so she was tight against his body, between his legs.

“Look in the mirror,” he instructed, pointing at the full-length mirror standing against the wall opposite the bed. With a gentle hand under her chin Heath tipped her head back so she leaned fully against him but could still see their reflection in the mirror.

“Open,” Heath said as he tapped her thigh. Without argument Laney spread her legs for him. “Hmm, such a lovely view,” he murmured against her hair. “Watch.” He moved a finger down her body until he reached her wet and waiting core.

He watched her in the mirror as he slowly stroked his finger into her, rubbing against her clit before he pulled out, then coming back with two fingers.

“Oh,” Laney breathed as she closed her eyes.

“Oh no, my beta, keep those eyes open.” He moved his hands to his sides.

“Please.” Laney held his wrist, asking for more.

“Keep your eyes open. If you close them again I’ll stop.”

Laney nodded as she focused on his reflection.

“Good girl,” Heath said as he moved his hand back to her. He traced small circles on her lower stomach. He watched as she bit her lower lip.

He moved a finger lower and slowly entered her again. “You are so hot and tight. I have never felt anything like it; the way your body holds on to mine is amazing.”

Laney purred and it was all Heath could do to hold on to his control. She pushed him like no other ever had.

“Get a condom, my beta,” he instructed as he pulled free of her. Laney moved quickly to the bedside drawer, bringing a smile to Heath’s face. Clearly his beta was more than ready for him.

“Can you put it on me?” he asked as he watched her hands shake slightly.

“I can do it,” Laney told him through clenched teeth. He saw the determination in her face. Leaning back, Heath gave her full access to his body.

Laney didn’t waste any time. Within seconds she had the packet open and the condom on him.

Heath pulled her forward until she was astride him, poised over his hard length. Laney’s head tipped back as, slowly, Heath pulled her down onto his waiting cock. His grip on her waist prevented her from moving.

“Eyes on me, my beta.”

“Please don’t stop,” Laney pleaded as she dropped her head forward looking deep into his eyes.

“I won’t stop, my beta, just keep your eyes on me.”

Laney nodded and Heath pulled her lower onto his cock. She was so wet and hot he knew that he wouldn’t be able to last long. When she was finally seated fully on him, Heath took his hands off her waist and simply enjoyed the feel of her surrounding him.

When she started to move, Heath took hold of her again to still her. Leaning forward, he made sure to keep eye contact with her as he took her pebbled nipple into his mouth. He rolled the sensitive tip against the top of his mouth as he sucked lightly. With every pull, her pussy clenched on his cock.

He tapped her hip, letting her know that now he wanted her to start moving. Laney didn’t need to be told twice. As soon as he let her go she started to rock back and forth. Heath moved to her other breast to treat that nipple to the same attention.

Laney took hold of the back of his head, holding him closer still.

“Please,” she said. Heath growled as he sat back; taking hold of her waist, he lifted her slightly and pulled her down. “Faster, harder,” Laney pleaded.

Heath tensed as his climax hit. He knew he wasn’t going over alone as Laney put her hands on his shoulders and started to shudder as her own release took hold.

With quick movements Heath turned, laying her under him. He thrust into her over and over until his release flowed through him.

“My beta,” he breathed before he collapsed onto her.

Laney wrapped her arms around him as Heath tried to pull out of her.

“No, not yet,” she said.

“You giving the instructions now, my beta?” He felt her laugh and she moved slowly, grinding herself again him.

“Only when you need a little direction.” She turned and smiled up at him.

“Oh sweetheart, your cheeky ass is mine now.” Heath growled low, shocking a squeal out of Laney as he spun them again.

* * * *

“Dude.” The soft whisper pulled Laney out of a deep sleep. It took her a minute to figure out where she was. A strong arm was wrapped around her waist holding her tight against a warm body at her back.

She didn’t want to wake up; she was far too comfortable.

“Dude!” The whisper came again.

Heath grumbled at her back, nuzzling closer into her hair.

“Dude!” This time the whisper was closer.

“Wall, one more step and I start swinging,” Heath grumbled as he moved to shield her body from the whispering man.

“Dude, I really need to talk to you.” Wall tried to be as quiet, or as much as a six foot tall, six foot wide man could be.

“I’m sleeping,” Heath growled, and Laney rolled her eyes.

“Dude, it’s serious.”

“Wall, I am serious, if you don’t leave I won’t be responsible for any medical bills.”

“Dude!” Wall sounded more insistent, causing Laney to open her eyes and stare down at the bottom of the bed. The concerned look on the man’s face caused Laney to nudge Heath with her elbow.

“Go with him,” she told Heath.

“I. Am. Asleep.”

“Wolf-boy, either you get up and see what he wants or I do,” Laney threatened. That caused Heath to open his eyes and glare at her. Under the quilt she was just as naked as he was, Laney was under no illusions. Heath would never let the other man see her naked body.

“Fine. But I won’t forget this, my beta,” he told her before turning and pulling himself out of bed to face the other man.

“Dude, we need you downstairs.” Wall finally started to back out of the room now that his Alpha was getting up.

“This had better be important,” Heath warned as he grabbed some jeans and followed the other man out of the room.

Laney settled back under the warmth of the covers as Heath closed the door. Her body ached in such glorious ways. He had definitely spent the previous night punishing her in ways she had never imagined, and would surely never forget.

That thought had her eyes opening again. She would never forget her time with Heath, but she wasn’t silly. She knew he would never want her for the long term. He needed a pretty little thing to look after and protect, and that just wasn’t Laney St. Clair. She was a girl who had grown up with three older brothers who had taught her to fight at a young age and had her fixing cars with them and her father before she was tall enough to see under a bonnet without help.

No, what Heath needed was a little wolf girl who would stand behind him and who could bear him some lovely little babies or cubs or whatever the correct term for shifter babies was.

Her future lay in taking over the garage from her father. She and Duke had been speaking about it for the last couple of years. She would run the business side and he would handle the repairs side. Duke might be her eldest brother and still treated her like a teenager, but he realised that of all the siblings, she had the best business mind and the ability to grow the business to something bigger.

Laney lay in Heath’s bed dreaming and worrying about the future when the bedroom door slammed open and Heath stormed back in.

“Get dressed,” he instructed as he started to find her clothes and throw them on the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Laney asked as she sat up and watched him stalk around the room. He was angry, very angry, and she wanted to help calm him.

“Nothing. I need you to get dressed. Wall will drive you home,” he said without looking at her.

“Heath, what happened?” Laney started to pull on her clothes as quickly as she could.

“I said nothing. My pack are downstairs and I need you to leave,” Heath said as she finally pulled her dress over her head.

Laney’s heart stopped. His pack was here and he wanted her to leave? Was he embarrassed by her? But they had already seen them together just the day before. Something was going on. She had no idea what could have happened to cause the chilled-out man who had left her in bed to turn into this hyperaggressive male. She allowed him to pull her behind him out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Wall waited for them by the front door, a worried look on his face.