In the Company of Wolves (SWAT, #3)(65)
Jayna would have been happy to spend the next few hours kissing every inch of his glorious body, but Eric apparently had other ideas because he suddenly rolled over and pinned her to the bed under his weight. His position left his cock pressing against her clit, and she gasped as he slid the long length of his shaft up and down her clit.
“Who’s being the alpha now?” she groaned, looking up into his golden, hunger-filled eyes.
He chuckled. “We can take turns, if you want.”
She tried to laugh with him, but it turned into another long moan as he slid his cock across her clit again, making stars explode in her head and her whole body shake.
“That’s okay,” she finally panted. “I’m good with you taking the lead for a while.”
Eric growled and buried his face in her neck, his fangs nipping her there as he continued to torture her clit in the best way possible.
It didn’t take long before Jayna felt her orgasm approaching. When she came, it was slow and drawn out, just like the movement of Eric’s cock against her clit. She shook and moaned beneath him, digging her nails into his shoulders so deep she was sure she’d drawn blood.
“Best. Orgasm. Ever,” she said.
The bed dipped beneath her, and she looked over to see Eric beside her, a condom covering his shaft. He lay beside her and slowly traced a single fingertip over her stomach, breasts, neck, and lips until she was moaning. And when she decided he’d teased her enough, Eric was right there to lift her up and gently sit her right down on his cock.
Jayna growled long and low as Eric’s thick cock spread her wide and she felt him slide deep inside her. She leaned forward and placed her hands on his chest, smiling at him and the way he made her feel so good.
“Look at you,” he said with a grin. “Riding on top now.”
She pressed her breasts against his chest, burying her face in his neck. “I guess that means I’m an alpha for sure, huh?”
“I guess so.” Eric’s hands moved lower until he grabbed her ass, urging her up and down on him. “Hope you don’t mind if I help you out a little bit?”
He was only plunging in and out a few inches at a time, but it felt so good that she was having a hard time thinking of a snappy comeback.
“Help is good,” she breathed.
It was the best of both worlds, actually—getting to be on top, she could control exactly how deep he went, and was also able to enjoy the sensation of him thrusting up into her, slow and steady.
She was almost certain that after the huge orgasm she’d had earlier, there was no way she’d be able to come that hard again so soon. But she discovered she was wrong. Once Eric began to take her fast and hard, she felt that crazy tingling sensation deep inside her, and had no choice but to close her eyes and scream into Eric’s neck as he roared and came with her. She bucked and ground down on him, loving how coming in this position felt so completely different. Maybe it was simply because Eric knew how to make love to her—a woman could definitely get used to this.
Later, she snuggled close to him, her head pillowed on his chest as she basked in the afterglow of what they’d just shared. For now at least, she didn’t want to think about anything else but being with Eric. She only hoped he was right about finding a way for her pack to stay in Dallas, because the thought of leaving him hurt too much to even think about—and taking him away from his pack didn’t make her feel any better.
*
“So what kind of work are Jayna and her pack looking for?” Mac asked.
She was sitting cross-legged on the couch in the dayroom of the SWAT compound’s training building, Gage on one side, Cooper on the other. Becker had dropped Jayna off at Mac’s parents’ house an hour ago, then came here. The rest of the Pack was gathered around the room, every one of them eager to help, and Becker appreciated their willingness to come up with a solution to Jayna’s problem, especially after he’d lied to them.
“Something that doesn’t necessarily require a high school diploma,” he said in answer to Mac’s question. “I think Joseph and Chris have one, but Jayna ran away when she was seventeen. And while both Moe and Megan were close to graduating when they turned, I don’t think either one of them actually did. We can worry about them taking the GED later though. Right now, let’s limit our search to jobs that don’t require a high school degree. When I talked to Jayna and her pack about it last night, they said they’re open to pretty much anything. But I don’t think bagging groceries at the local supermarket is going to cut it. They need jobs that let them spend as much time together as possible. They don’t like to be away from each other for very long.”
“Damn,” Xander muttered. “I thought our pack was tight.”
“It’s not really that strange if you think about it,” Gage said. “As betas, they’re closer to a real wolf pack than we are, so it makes sense for them to live together and work together. I’d be surprised if they didn’t like to sleep together too.”
“Huh.” Cooper looked at Becker, his mouth twitching. “So, when you and Jayna are together, does the rest of her pack watch?”
Becker growled as Alex and Max both stepped forward to fist-bump Cooper. Not that it mattered. The sound was barely audible above all the laughter.
Mac smacked Cooper on the arm. “Behave,” she admonished. Digging her cell phone out of a purse that could have done double duty as an overnight bag, she turned to Becker. “Okay. Let me make some calls.”