Alpha Mate: BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance (17 page)

Lucas parted her legs and balled his fists to check that
his claws were safely sheathed. He couldn't risk hurting her. When
he slipped one finger inside her, she clenched tightly around his
finger, her juices squirting down his hand. “Charlotte, you're
so wet,” he gritted out.

He pushed another finger into her and she groaned. He
started to slide in and out of her, as his thumb smeared her moisture
over her clit and rubbed in tight circles. She let out a
high-pitched cry when he lowered his mouth to her breast and bit down
on her nipple. His fingers kept sliding in and out of her, moving
faster and harder as he licked and sucked her erect nipples. He
could feel her muscles gripping his fingers tighter, her walls
beginning to ripple. She was so close, and she was driving him
insane. But he wasn't done with her. He would make her come in his
mouth.

“
Charlotte, baby. I need to taste you,” he
rasped, dropping to his knees in front of her. He draped one soft,
quivering leg over his shoulder and growled at the sight of her pink,
moist folds. He had to have her now. When his lips locked onto her
wet, soft pussy, he hissed out a breath. His female was molten fire,
and he tasted her hot, sweet juices on his tongue. He began to suck
hungrily, madly, his mouth desperate to have more of her. His tongue
circled her erect clit and licked it furiously. She grew impossibly
wetter and his cock throbbed painfully, wanting in on the action.

His cock would just have to wait. He wanted to feel her
with his hands and mouth fully before taking her. He stretched his
arms up to knead her breasts as he penetrated her with his tongue.
God, his woman was heaven. He thrust his stiffened tongue into her,
once, twice, and she came for him. She screamed her pleasure through
the forest as he continued taking her sweet, shivering pussy with his
mouth.

“
Mine,” he growled against her. “You
are mine, Charlotte.”

Her body began to slump against the tree trunk, boneless
with pleasure. In a flash, Lucas was on his feet. He reached up and
slashed at the vines binding her wrists. When her body slid down
against his, he caught her firmly in his arms.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and gazed up at him
with those lovely green eyes that were half-closed and smiling.

Lucas ripped off his pants with one hand, and lowered
her gently. His breathing was harsh and ragged with lust as he
guided Charlotte down on her hands and knees. She knelt on the soft,
mossy bed and turned her head over her shoulder to gaze up at him.
The look on her face sent blood rushing to his cock, and he had to
grab his raging erection in his fist to ease the torment. He knelt
quickly behind her, stroking her back and kissing down her spine.
Bending forward, he fingered her slit and found her wet and ready for
him. She rocked her hips subtly as if to tempt him. “I can
never resist you, Charlotte,” he whispered raggedly. “Know
how much I want you. Always.”

With that, he penetrated her, pushing his cock into her
in a single, smooth thrust. He threw back his head and roared at the
sheer, shuddering pleasure of her slick, tight heat. She felt so
amazing, so right. She was everything he had dreamed of, and more.
He was inside his female, his mate, and he wanted to be in her every
night for the rest of his life. He grabbed her soft, ample hips and
began to thrust with wild abandon. His hunger, his lust was so
clawing and ferocious, he knew he wasn't going to last. She was
already clenching around his cock as he slid in and out of her, her
breaths coming hard and fast.

He leaned forward to cup her ponderous, swaying breasts
in his hands. Her breasts felt full and heavy, and when he squeezed
her long nipple between his fingers and bit down on her neck, his
teeth branding his mark into the pale skin of her neck, she shattered
with a cry. Her tight walls began to ripple and contract, squeezing
down the length of his cock, sucking him in deeper into her, coming
all around him. Her scent, her cry, her lush body that was now
trembling with ecstasy, undid him completely.

With a thunderous bellow, he spilled his seed deep into
her, his voice hoarse and ragged at the explosive, mind-blowing
pleasure his mate had just given him. Charlotte was everything he
wanted, and so much more. Lucas kept on moving inside her, his
thrusts gradually slowing down until he collapsed on top of her. He
slammed his palm down on the ground to prevent himself from crushing
her with his massive frame, while his other arm wrapped protectively,
possessively around her shoulders to support her. He remained inside
her as he kissed her wet hair, her temple, her back. She was his.
His mate. Now and forever.

Lucas withdrew from her with a hiss and turned her
around to face him. Gently, he lowered her onto her back on the soft
moss and leaned in to kiss her eyelids and the tip of her cute, pert
nose. She gave him a slow, satisfied smile, her eyes heavy-lidded
with pleasure.

Laying down beside her, Lucas propped himself up on one
elbow and gazed down lovingly at her. Her skin was warm and flushed
from her orgasms, and she was exhausted. He had used her body so
hard and she had given him such intense pleasure. His cock was
instantly hard again at the thought of taking her again. He wanted
to be inside her again, their bodies joined as one. Her soft,
curvaceous body fitted perfectly against his hard, muscular one, her
sweet curves pressing tightly against the solid lines and angles of
his body.

“
Charlotte,” he murmured her name as she
nuzzled against his chest and fell asleep in his arms.

He traced the gentle curves and folds on her body as she
dozed lightly. Her scent, her voice, her softness, her strength was
all female, all woman. But there was something else about her. She
was strong, hungry, relentless and she intuitively knew how to mate
with him. She knew how to tempt him, how to lure and challenge him,
how to make him chase her until he was mad with lust.

She had waited for him with her back pressed against the
most ancient tree in the forest, her arms tangled in the vines over
her head. She had allowed herself to be bathed in the mist of the
waterfall and the light of the full moon, just before being taken for
the first time by her mate.

There was no doubt that she was a wolf mate,
his
mate. Her heart, mind and body had responded so strongly to his
mating call.

And she had mated with him as a werewolf's mate in the
wild under the power of the full moon. It was so right.

“
Mine,” Lucas whispered with a fierce,
powerful yearning and tenderness. “To protect, cherish and
pleasure...forever.”

One thing was for sure. Now that he had found her and
claimed her, he was never ever letting her go.

As he held her tenderly, like she was the most precious,
fragile thing in the world, the conversation that they'd shared
earlier echoed in his mind:

“
Truth is, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for
a witch's potion. The potion gave me a second chance at life, but
nothing given, nothing gained. So I gave a Promise. I promised to
hunt and kill rogues.”

“
So if you can't become an Enforcer...”

“
I'll become a lawless vigilante and hunt
rogues on my own. It's my Promise, and my life!
”

Lucas stared up at the full moon, swearing under his
breath. He just could not, would not let her run around the city
every night, hunting rogues and dicing with death and danger at every
turn! He'd hunt down every rogue himself just to make sure she
stayed safe.

“
Damn witch's potion,” he muttered, and in
the same breath snarled grudgingly, “Thank God for the witch's
potion.”

The potion had saved his mate's life. But why the fuck
did she have to give such a Promise?

“
Fuck me,” he mumbled, closing his eyes.

Lucas felt Charlotte stirring, and he snapped his eyes
open to see her positioning herself over him. She opened her thighs
and straddled him, her palms flat on his chest. He gripped her
thighs as her hips rose to hover just above the tip of his erection.
She smiled coyly down at him, bending over him, letting her hair
brush down his chest and abdomen.

With a wicked smile, she gripped his wrists suddenly and
slammed them on the ground on either side of his head. “What
are you doing, baby?” he grated, looking down his body to see
her hips rolling seductively and frustratingly above him.

Smiling, she lowered her hips very, very slowly,
allowing him to slide inch by torturous inch into her until she had
completely impaled herself on his cock.

“
You did say, 'fuck me', did you not?” she
purred, rocking her hips, her beautiful silhouette framed against the
full moon. “Well, that's what I'm doing, Lucas. I'm fucking
you!”

They made love again, this time with her being in
control. They came at the same time, and after she was totally spent
and satiated, he carried her through the woods back to his mansion,
back home.
Their
home.

She fell asleep in his arms, against his chest, and he
listened to her steady breathing and quiet sighs. Bending down, he
pressed his lips to her forehead and moved determinedly through the
forest.

And with every step he took, Lucas came closer and
closer to a decision regarding his mate's damned Promise.

Charlotte patted down her jacket, checking and
double-checking that she had all her weapons. Bryn did the same, and
fidgeted nervously with her long braid. The young vampire glanced
over her shoulder, scanning the foyer of the PAC Headquarters. Jett
was leaning against the reception counter, his stance relaxed, but
his gaze anxious and intense.

“
You okay?” Charlotte put a hand on her
partner's shoulder.

“
I can't think when he's looking at me like that!”
Bryn whispered back.

Charlotte peeked over at Jett, and punched Bryn lightly
in the arm, grinning. “Could you make your crush any more
obvious?”

Bryn scowled. “Every trainee has a crush on him!
He's the most dishy trainer in the Unit! I just wanna...”

“
Jump his bones?”

“
Charlotte!” Bryn looked appalled as she
shook a warning finger at Charlotte. “Shhh! He'll hear you!”

“
Relax, Bryn,” Charlotte said laughing.
“Jett doesn't have paranormal hearing. He's human, not vamp.”

Bryn worried her lower lip with a fang and sighed. “He
doesn't even know I exist.”

“
Of course he does. He's our trainer. He knows
all our names.”

“
That's not what I meant. He knows all the
trainees' names, but...”

“
But you want him to...
know
you.”
Charlotte wiggled her eyebrows.

“
Ha. Ha. Ha.” Bryn put a hand on her hip.
“You're one to talk, now that you're the Alpha's mate.”
She wrapped an arm round Charlotte's shoulder and whispered
conspiratorially, “Spill. How did you get Lucas to grant us a
retest? Did you threaten to wear a chastity belt and throw away the
key?”

“
Bryn!” It was Charlotte's turn to look
appalled. “Or course not!” she huffed.

“
Right. You won't be able to stand it,”
Bryn giggled. “Especially with the full moon coming up...”

Charlotte turned to mock-strangle her partner. Everyone
knew she was the Alpha's mate now. She had been marked and claimed,
and according to Ella, the chatty and very observant PAC Secretary,
Lucas's scent was all over her now.

That, plus the fact that Lucas had moved her into his
mansion.

They'd had a talk, a talk that kept being interrupted by
one of them ripping the other's clothes off. Over the span of many
nights, she had finally convinced Lucas to let Bryn and her retake
the Final test. “It's not fair,” she'd argued, sitting
up in bed and folding her arms defiantly over her bare breasts as
Lucas growled, his erection tenting the sheets. “Bryn saved
the human from the rogue demon. She did her job, and she chased the
rogue across the city. She did everything right. Yet she
failed—because of me. I understand that we have to pass as a
team. But I failed—because of you! You interfered with our
Finals. If an assessor interfered in a trainee's Finals, the trainee
should be allowed a retest. You're the Alpha. Put it to the Council
and get the PAC to change this rule. You've lost many good
Enforcers, by not allowing them to retake their Finals.”

Lucas had tried to lunge for her, but she had managed to
scoot to the other side of the huge bed. “I'm talking to you,
Mr Rieve! Are you listening?” She had puffed out her chest,
but that had the unfortunate effect of making her breasts jut out
distractingly.

With a snarl, Lucas had grabbed her and pinned her under
his body, parting her legs with his knees and pushing tightly into
her. She'd climaxed almost immediately but she was determined to
keep her head. Sex with Lucas was great, it was more than great.
But no amount of shattering, toe-curling, screaming sex was going to
make her lose sight of her Promise.

“
Lucas...” After a few more rounds of
frenzied love-making, she'd tried again. She knew that Lucas had
been consulting with Jasynta and Samantha, trying to find a way to
release her from her Promise. But when the two witches had left the
mansion, Lucas had come into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the
bed in silence. Charlotte had put a hand gently on his shoulder.
Lucas hadn't found a way because there was no way. A Promise was a
Promise. And she would fulfill it.