Huntress (Alexa O'Brien, Huntress #0.5)

It was the mental gifts I’d been born with though that alerted me to another presence.

Being able to work energy had always made me feel like a freak, until I became part of the supernatural world. Now it all seemed to fit like that last puzzle piece.

Raoul emerged from the darkness, the moonlight dancing on his jet black fur. He was massive, powerful and majestic. I was absolutely enchanted.

He was alone. He stood watching me for what felt like a long time. My heart fluttered and I barely breathed. He was the man who had saved me, taken me in when I had no one and nothing. I adored him.

He came to me, slowly crossing the distance between us. I quivered in anticipation. Since my late teen years, he’d been my hero. Despite the ups and downs along the way, he still was.

Raoul nuzzled me, rubbing his furry face along mine. I leaned into his touch, seeking comfort in it. He shifted to human form fast and knelt before me. I followed his lead so that we both sat in the grass facing one another.

I wasn’t prepared for how fast he grabbed me, pulling me close and crushing his lips to mine. The scent of him overwhelmed me, wrapping me in his musky, masculine aroma.

My mighty Alpha wolf. Oh, how I wanted him. I threw my arms around his neck, burying my hands in his long silky locks. He forced his tongue into my mouth with an aggression that shocked me with delight. When Raoul wanted something, he didn’t ask. He took it. And I was more than willing to let him.

“You can’t hide from me, Alexa.” His whispered words were a growl in my ear. “If you think avoiding a pack run is going to do anything but provoke me, you’re dead wrong.”

“I didn’t … I mean, I wasn’t trying to avoid you. I just wanted to run alone.” I gasped when he bit at my neck with fangs bared. The pain sent a jolt of pleasure throughout my entire body. Raoul forced me back so that I lay beneath him on the ground. Random bits of twig and pine needles dug into my back but I barely noticed when he bit harder.

Sliding a hand down my body, he stroked between my legs ever so gently. He bent to capture one of my ni**les in his mouth. The hot, wet sensation of his mouth and tongue coaxed a moan from me.

“You want me. I know you do. Tell me how bad you want me.” Raoul’s demand was as dominant as his touch. His husky voice and the words he spoke had my whole body thrumming with desire.

His hair was soft and silky against my bare skin. I reached to run my hands down his firmly muscled back. “I do want you, Raoul. I need to feel you inside me.”

He chuckled, a sound that stirred the embers of the growing fire inside me. “Tell me what I want to hear. Tell me that you’re mine.”

Sucking hard on my nipple, Raoul continued to lightly rub a finger along my sensitive slit. I writhed beneath him and he stilled me by repositioning his weight atop me.

“I’m yours,” I gasped, straining against him. “You know I am.”

I reached down, wanting to touch his velvet soft shaft. He moved so that I couldn’t. It wasn’t part of his game this time. Raoul was lost in his domination of me. He was the Alpha male and I was his submissive female.

He hungered for control, rarely giving it up. The wolf was wild within him, seeking only to take me and make me his. Like I had so many times before, I gave myself to him completely.

Was it foolish? Perhaps. But it felt so right.

He bestowed the same hungry attention on my other nipple until I was panting and growling with impatience. I was ready for him at the slightest touch. His teasing tongue traced a wet line down my stomach. My fingers tightened in his hair but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Please,” I heard myself beg. “Now. I need you now.”

Raoul ignored my pleas. Instead of responding to my request, he forced my legs open wide and wasted no time in burying his face between them. I gave a small scream when he attacked the most sensitive part of me, assaulting the tender nub with raw animal aggression.

The instant sensations swarmed my brain, growing quickly agonizing in the most beautiful way. It was too much yet it also wasn’t enough. I wanted him inside me.

The moist touch of his tongue was mind shattering. He groaned as he tasted me thoroughly. I cried out when his hands slid beneath me, lifting my hips to give him better access.

The sounds and smells of the night heightened my pleasure.

I didn’t give any thought to such things like the fact that the others could come racing back at any time. All I cared about was that he claimed me the way I desperately needed him to.

He didn’t let up until I was crying out with each breath. Returning his attention to my throbbing clit, a growl rumbled in Raoul’s throat. His fangs scraped lightly against the soft flesh of my mound and I reveled in it.