Prymal Lust (22 page)

“No,” Eva croaked.

“Okay. I’ll tell Dax that you want me to fix your hair and help you with ‘woman stuff.’ Trust me, if he reacts the way Axe does to those two words. He’ll vanish like that.” Tania snapped her fingers. “I’ll be back as soon as I get him out the door.”

Not ten minutes later, Tania returned to Dax and Eva’s bedroom. She found Eva sitting on the edge of the bed.

Hurrying over to her, Tania declared, “Worked like a charm. Dax went to the barn. I told him to come back in ninety minutes.”

Tania helped Eva to stand and supported her until her shaking limbs settled. “You shift first, okay. That way if anything happens, I can help.”

“How?” Eva asked.

“Remember how we used to do it? Close your eyes and imagine running with the wind, racing up the mountain, feeling the breeze ruffling your fur—” Tania had to stuff a fist in her mouth to suppress a yelp, for Eva had shifted in a blink.

Memories of her last run with the Wylfen pre-pubescent pack females flooded Tania’s brain. She’d forgotten the incredible golden hue of Eva’s sleek fur. Tania grinned, for the wolf bitch before her bore not a single injury. This was going to work like a miracle.

Eva yipped, a short, impatient low bark.

Hurry
.

Tania lifted her head, let the images fill her mind, and she shifted.

Axe, Jaz, and Lycus entered the kitchen together an hour before sunset.

“What the—?” Axe bit off the epithet. He’d decided to clean up his language that morning. When not on base. In preparation for the birth of the cub growing in Tania’s womb.

“Axe.” Tania dropped the dishcloth she held onto the counter, beamed at him, and jogged to his side. “Jurango said you wouldn’t be home until dark.”

“Bandit offered to take half my sessions.” He snagged an arm around his mate’s waist, kissed Tania’s temple, and refocused his attention on Eva whose face bore no trace of the battering she had taken days before. “You shifted.”

“She did. With your devious mate’s help. Behind my back,” Dax snarled.

Eva, seated on Dax’s lap, looped her arms around his neck. “I thought we’d agreed that all’s well that ends well? I’m healed. Now, can we get down to the business of revenge?”

“
I
will be the one who avenges you.
You
, mate, will remain here. Don’t even think about it, Eva. I will hogtie you and imprison you in Axe’s underground shelter, if I have to. Got that?” Dax barked.

“Yes, sir.” Eva fluttered her eyelashes. “My hero, sir.”

“Insolent, woman,” Dax muttered and nuzzled her shiny mop of blonde hair now shorn into a tousled pixie style.

“We ordered pizza. I didn’t, ah, have time to cook,” Tania declared. She wouldn’t meet his gaze. “You have an underground shelter?”

Axe’s nape hair bristled. Tania had guilt written into not only her features, but her stance. He’d come to recognize her guilt tell-signs—she traced patterns with her big toe and studied the floor.

“Glad to see you’re all better, Eva. When do we expect the grub?” Axe wrapped his hand around Tania’s. “We’ll discuss the shelter later.”

“Forty minutes,” The Kydd replied. “Jurango and I are going on a beer run. We’ll pick up the pizza.”

“I need to purchase a few items. Dax and I will go with you,” Eva said.

“Not happening.” Dax shot his mate a fearsome glower.

Eva cupped a hand over Dax’s ear and began whispering.

He shook her off. “Damn it, Eva. You know every alpha in this room can hear you.”

“You feel like buying tampons and a douch—”

“Enough. We’ll go. But you’ll do exactly what I say and you will remain glued to my side.” Dax lurched to standing holding Eva in his arms.

Eva laid her cheek on Dax’s chest. “Don’t I always?”

Tania butted her head against Axe’s bicep. A slight chuckle escaped the lips pressed into his flesh. The delicate fluttering of her mouth went straight to his dick. He lost the rest of the conversation that ensued before every man, jack, half-breed, and woman evacuated the room.

“We’re alone.” Axe tugged Tania out of the room. “For a full fuck—fricking forty minutes.”

“I don’t object to the word fucking. Actually, it really turns me on. It’s so fucking unladylike.” She skipped a step trying to keep up with his fervent marching pace.

His cock loved the way she said fuck. His scrotum tightened. His dick engorged. Axe halted in mid-step, he swept her high against his chest, sprinted to the bedroom, and dumped her onto the mattress.

She bounced a tad and sent him this sexy come-get-me half-hooded glance that had him tearing off his shirt. “Naked. Fast.”

“Oh yeah.” Her voice had gone all dusky with desire.

He cursed when his laces snagged, but managed to fumble his boots and socks off.

Looked up to find her amazing breasts bared, the areolae a mouthwatering milk chocolate color, nipples all fat and pointed.

Axe licked his lips. “Pinch them.”

Her eyes widened. She raised one shoulder and peeked up from under sultry- lidded eyes at him. Cupped her breasts. Her lips curved.

Mesmerized, he fixated on her long, slender fingers, and hissed when she rolled one swollen peak. She circled the bud and scraped a red-painted fingernail across the flat surface. “Need you to do me hard here, sailor-boy.”

His knees folded and he had to lock them out. His erection thickened and lengthened. The head of his cock scraped the cotton of his boxers.

Axe whipped his belt off, hurled the leather, and worked his pants and boxers down his legs.

“Gawd, I love your cock.” The lust evident in her way her nostrils flared knitted his groin and pelvic muscles.

“Naked.” No longer capable of sentences, he footed his clothes off, and fisted his hands. His chest rose and fell. He breathed so hard the sound of him inhaling and exhaling reverberated around the room. Watching her shimmy the jeans and thongs down her legs was better than any strip show he’d ever seen, would ever see.

She tried to kick the black pants free of her feet, but the cloth twisted around her ankles.

He knelt at the side of the bed and captured her heels. “Lie down.”

“Oh yeah,” she crooned. “Your command is my wish. Whatever.”

Axe dragged the jeans and lacey panties free of her bare feet and flung the garments over his head. Palmed her ass cheeks and drew her to the edge of the bed.

Draped a knee over each shoulder, and sniffed from side to side.

Paradise.

Musk and spice and all aroused woman.

Her engorged folds had gone from dark pink to a deep burgundy. Translucent cream slickened the pretty petals. Axe shifted Tania so her butt hung off the mattress. His nose brushed her damp pubic curls. He set his coarsened tongue to her clit.

She grabbed his head and pressed him closer. “Please. Please.”

Intoxicated by his first taste of her honey, Axe couldn’t hold back his wolf. The primitive beast in him had craved this for too long. He lapped around her center, flicking quick, teasing licks inside. Pressed a thumb to her clit and rotated.

“Axe,” she shrieked.

He couldn’t drag his gaze away from her beautiful pussy as she came. His balls blued and tightened in cadence with her contracting vaginal muscles. When she gushed more cream, he inserted a finger into her heat, peeled back the hood guarding her clit, and suckled the reddened nub.

She locked her legs around his head.

The Feral in him erupted.

He ate at her. Finger-fucked her, plucked her clit into full song, and drank every drop of cream. She arched off the bed and grabbed the back of his head. “Bite. Please.”

Incited by her pleas, he grazed his fangs back and forth over her clitoris.

She shuddered. “Oh yeah. Harder.”

He kept her on the edge. Bringing her to point, and petting her back down from climax over and over.

“Axe.” The desperation in the way she whimpered his name gratified his alpha need to dominate.

“Beast!” He loved it when she tossed her head, bared her teeth, and tried to angle for more friction.

“Please.” Perspiration stippled his forehead. Her ardent plea ramped him into overdrive. He willed his nuts under control.

“In me.”

Her fervent, panted begging did him in. He untangled her legs, stood, grabbed three pillows, and stuffed them under her butt.

Thumbed her folds apart and positioned the crown of his cock at her center. Pushed in slowly.

Her sex gripped him like a vise.

He was ready like Freddy. Too fucking close. Sweat dripped down his cheeks. He froze. Contracted every pelvic muscle and battled the surging orgasm.

“Hard. Do me hard, sailor-boy.”

“Fuck,” he grunted and drove into her. “Hot. Tight. Paradise.”

Axe hammered into her convulsing walls. He pressed her thighs further apart keeping her wide and open to his fanatical pounding. Couldn’t take his eyes off his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy.

The climax hit him like a thunderbolt. Sizzled through his groin. Drew his stones tight. Flooded blood and semen to his dick. He went ballistic. Ejaculated like a fucking geyser. Spurted cum into her sweet heat. Her fiery sheath squeezed every last drop from his cock. She wrung him dry.

Axe’s legs shook. His elbows dug into the mattress. He shook his head in a last-ditch effort to clear the climax-induced languor intoxicating his blurred vision. Checked her face and relaxed when she met his gaze and gave him a lazy, cat-drank-all-the-cream smile.

“Wow. No wonder oral sex’s verboten before mating.” She fingered his ear lobe. “
That
was fucking incredible. Get it? Fucking incredible?”

“I get it. Nice pun. Good that you can still think. I can’t.” He palmed her ass. “Lock your legs around my waist.”

She obeyed his command and linked her hands behind his neck.

He clambered off the bed and headed to the bathroom. “Shower time.”

“I
love
showering with you.” She purred, her voice all throaty.

His cock flexed inside of her.

Her nails bit into his nape. Her pussy spasmed around his semi-hard cock. “And I
love
it when you do that.”

Axe glanced down and grinned. His mate’s eyes had glazed over. His dick wasn’t doing the lock-thickening. Proof positive he’d gotten her pregnant. That plus the change in her fragrance.

Of course, he couldn’t shower with Tania without becoming aroused again. This time they had a fun fuck. Lathering and soaping each other with some girly-smelling bubble bath.

After Axe toweled Tania dry, he scrubbed the stubble on his jaw, and checked his reflection in the mirror above the sink. “The others will be back any second. I need a shave. I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”

“Axe, I have a question for you.”

Her hesitant tone captured his attention. “Shoot.”

“Eva’s injuries healed when she shifted. Why didn’t yours?”

“One, she’s a pure-bred. I’m a half-breed. Two, my captors shot me up with heroin. Mind-altering drugs wreck my ability to shift. After I was rescued, they put me on morphine. By the time I was clear-headed enough to shift, my injuries had healed.”

“Oh.” She caressed his cheek. “You know I don’t even see them anymore.”

Axe didn’t believe it, but he could live with her not flinching when she touched his scars. “Go on. Get the coffee started.”

“I moved your bathroom stuff back in here.”

He raised an eyebrow.

Color suffused her face. She shrugged. “Eva and I had a long talk after our run. She says there’s nothing about me that you won’t find fascinating and alluring. And that the same goes for me. That part’s true. I, uh, want to lick your balls. Next time. It’s only fair.”

Axe’s jaw unhinged. His dick steeled. He gripped the countertop so hard the nubby granite surely imprinted on his fingertips. “Death by fucking. Couldn’t think of a better way to go.”

“Do I get that licking in now, sailor-boy?” She circled him from behind and wrapped her hand around the base of his erection.

“If only.” He loosened her grip, kissed the center of her palm, and said, regret shrouding his words, “We’ll have to save that for later. Tania, a Jäeger six-wolf team burned Dax’s ranch house to the ground earlier today.”

She gasped. Clamped a hand over her mouth. “What? Why would they do that?”

“Get dressed. I’ll tell you while I shave.”

“Hang on. Let me get my clothes.” She disappeared into the bedroom.

He gathered his shaving supplies.

“Okay. Go ahead.” She wore a mouthwatering pair of transparent frothy boy-panties with a matching half-cup bra. Both nipples poked at the thin fabric.

Axe swallowed. He grimaced and willed the blood away from his twitching cock.

“Axe? Dax? The ranch burning?” Tania elbowed his side and dropped the clothes she carried onto the lidded toilet seat.

“Right.” He squeezed shaving soap onto his brush. “The Jäeger’s mission is to eliminate Dax and Eva.”

“How can you be so positive about that?”

“Jaz hacked into The Senior Council’s server. We have copies of all their databases and communications.” Axe debated whether to tell Tania about the Jäeger’s other directive: sterilize and disfigure Tania. He decided not to terrify her with
that
particular tidbit. Especially since Jaz hadn’t been able to pinpoint from the data he’d downloaded whether it was the Senior Council who’d given the command to the Jäeger, or Viktor Prakov, or Lionel Rath the First or II.

“That’s a great advantage. Do they know what Jaz did?”

“Not sure. We’re assuming they do. If we can hack into them, they can probably hack into us. At any rate, the Jäeger team thinks their mission’s accomplished. They believed Dax and Eva were still in the house.”

She frowned. “I don’t get it.”

“Like me, Dax has an underground shelter under his house. There’s a tunnel attached to the shelter that leads to a town on the other side of the mountain where his ranch is located.”

She gaped at him and then stared at the floor. “There’s an underground shelter under my feet?”