Cole's Redemption (Alpha Pack #5)(23)

That was fine by her.

Their tongues dueled, tasted. His fingers found her ni**les, plucked and twisted, sending her need through the treetops. Placing a palm in the center of his chest, she shoved him onto his back and straddled his erection.

“Oh, yeah,” he groaned. “Fuck me, beautiful.”

She lowered herself onto his rod. Already so aroused, she was wet and ready. She slid onto him, loving how he stretched her. Giving in to the moment, she let the wild side of her nature take over—and she did a partial shift.

He gasped as his fingers at her waist buried themselves in soft fur. “You—you’re shifted!”

“Half,” she corrected him with the throaty voice of her partial form. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah. You’re beautiful this way.”

She knew he was seeing her elongated fangs, the soft white fur. Her claws. “You can do it too, and it’ll feel so good to me. Have you had it this way before?”

“No. Is it better for you?”

“Not better, just different. Sort of wild.” She grinned. “Did you know your c**k will swell even bigger inside me in half form?”

“God! I want to try it.”

“It’s easy. Just start the change, but let it go only until you have fur and claws, like me.”

As she moved on him, fur sprouted under her fingers, soft and silky. Fangs grew to overlap his bottom lip, and his eyes were that of his wolf peeking through. His claws dug into her hips as he thrust. And best of all, his c**k grew, filling her almost too much. He was huge inside her.

“Fuck yes!” she cried. “Do me!”

With a snarl, he flipped them. Suddenly, she was scrambling to get on her hands and knees, and he was behind her, poised at her entrance. Then he plunged deep, filling her so full, she thought he’d impale her all the way to her throat.

She screamed her pleasure as he f**ked her hard, like a wolf mate should. His hips pistoned into her, his c**k stroking her walls with increasing speed, balls slapping against her sex. It was so good, so damned fine.

Then he stiffened and began to come with a shout. His orgasm triggered her own explosion, and she rode out wave after wave of intense pleasure until she collapsed to the ground, limp and sated.

Zan joined her, lying close so that their bodies were touching, but stopping short of pulling her into his arms. It would’ve been okay with her, but she wasn’t going to mention it and sound needy.

“I’ve never felt anything like that,” he said in awe. “Is it always like that in half form? Wait. Don’t answer that. My wolf doesn’t like the idea of you having done that before.”

“I wish I could tell you I haven’t,” she said, and meant it. “But with born wolves, it’s quite natural to give in to our feral nature once in a while. Especially with mates, though you are my first in that area. And I’ll tell you, nothing that came before came close to being as good as that!”

He puffed up a little. “Yeah? That’s because I’m awesome.”

She snorted, secretly thinking he was pretty cute. “Come on, Mr. Awesome. Let’s splash off in the creek and then see if you can keep up with me this time.”

“Hey!”

Shifting back to her wolf, she sprinted, and was gratified to hear his yip sound behind her as he gave chase. They washed off some, then shook their coats on the bank and ran again. They bounded through the forest, letting their wolves play until well after dark. Until her stomach was snarling in anger at having been neglected.

As if sensing her hunger, he turned them toward the compound. Within the hour, they were at the edge of the forest, shifting to collect their clothes and dress again.

“I’m starving,” he said, pulling on his T-shirt. “You?”

“I could eat.”

“We’ve missed dinner in the dining room with everyone, but I’ve got stuff for sandwiches and chips in my quarters.”

“Sounds great.” Truthfully, she wasn’t eager to face his Pack just yet.

Back in his apartment, he fixed them turkey sandwiches on crusty hoagie rolls, with Swiss and spicy brown mustard. She ate like a starving wolf and then yawned, sleepy.

“It’s been a big day for you,” he said gently. “Why don’t you turn in, get some rest?”

“All right. And thank you for tonight. I really needed the run, and the company wasn’t so bad, either.”

He laughed, as she’d hoped he would. “Same here. Get some sleep.”

Padding into his bedroom, she stripped and slid under the sheets with a tired sigh. Again, she thought of their run. And the extremely satisfying sex.

She hadn’t felt that alive in a very, very long time.

Selene awoke the next morning, rolled over, and peered at the clock.

Almost noon? She’d slept damn near the whole morning away. Stretching, she tried to get rid of the cobwebs and realized the shower was running. What would Zan look like standing under the spray, stark naked? Even better than he’d looked last night by the stream, she’d bet.

A few minutes later, he emerged from the connecting bathroom, a towel slung around his waist. Glancing toward the bed, he smiled.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty.”

“Morning,” she grumbled. “I guess.”