BirthRight (12 page)

Silas appreciated the level of trust from
the young wolves and was pleased at their ability to think
rationally in the midst of conflict. They’d make fine Alphas one
day. He nodded and walked to the door. Before opening it, he looked
back at them. “It might be better if she doesn’t know you’re out
here, listening, if you get my drift.”

The twins’ faces dropped and they all but
ran to their rooms.

He chuckled and opened the door.

Chapter 10

The scent of her need gut-punched him as he
walked through the door. It was all he could do to remain
upright.

“Jasmine?” he ground out.

She stuck her head out from behind the
bathroom door. Her skin glistened in the dimness of the room.
“Silas? What… what are you doing in here?” She grabbed a
peach-colored robe and covered her nakedness as she looked
around.

He closed his eyes to gain control of his
beast. “Stay there. Please, be still.” It took a few moments, but
he was finally able to open his eyes. He refused to look at her, no
need to tempt his wolf. “Your sons felt we should continue our
conversation without them. It is too difficult for them to
listen.”

“I see.”

He didn’t think she did, but they needed to
bring this thing to a head. He’d received information this morning
of a similar situation in Mexico and intended to head southwest to
investigate. He’d already alerted his Alphas near Texas of his
imminent arrival, but he couldn’t leave until this matter was
settled.

“We need to have sex, shut down the mating
call.”

She leaned against the wall. “Is that
right?”

He gritted his teeth as her fragrance teased
him. “Yes. The sooner the better.”

“Can I leave afterward?”

“No.”

“When can I leave?”

“Once we understand exactly how you’re able
to do the impossible and what impact it’ll have on my people.”

She frowned. “How long will that take?”

“As long as it takes,” he growled. “Now lay
your tempting ass on that bed or do you want me to come get
you?”

Her head whipped around. Her mouth dropped
and then snapped closed. “Tempting ass?” She grinned and drew her
robe closer around her waist. “What if I don’t want to have sex
with you?”

“You do. Stop with the games.” He pulled his
shirt over his head and threw it on the chair.

Her eyes widened as they roved over his
body.

He unsnapped his pants.

She licked her lips and released another
round of pheromones.

A shudder wracked his large framed. He
kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his pants, kicking them to the
side.

She remained still, watching him as though
fascinated.

“Bed.” He pointed to the furniture.

She looked up, met his eyes and licked her
lips. “Come get me,” she whispered.

Without another word he reached her in three
long strides, picked her up under her arms, turned and dropped her
on the bed. Her legs fell open. He feasted on the sight of her
large, firm breasts, taut dusky nipples, and wide hips. This was a
woman made for loving.

He placed a hand on each of her legs,
widening them further. Her center was moist with fragrant juices
that beckoned.

He plunged his finger into her warmth.

She squealed and tried to move backward. He
held her in place with his palm.

“You can take this, it’s just my finger.” He
pulled it out, licking her sweet pussy juice from his fingers. The
taste was divine.

“Mmmm.” He dipped low and his mouth followed
where his fingers had just been. His tongue gave an experimental
lick on her tender folds and it earned him a sharp gasp. Pleased,
he continued licking her, drawing out more of her juices before he
twirled his tongue on her clit.

“Sweet, tasty,” he murmured as her legs
quivered and clutched his head.

“Oh…oh…” She cried as he increased his oral
assault. He couldn’t get enough of her taste. The more he licked,
the more she gave.

“I’m…oh my God…I can’t… I’m,” she babbled as
she held his head in place.

“Let it happen. Let go,” he murmured against
her lips before flicking her clit again with his tongue. She
stiffened and screamed her release. When the last of her tremors
stopped, Silas moved upward and thrust his hips up in one stroke,
burying half of his cock deep inside her.

She screamed. He remained still, giving her
a moment to get accustomed. He couldn’t believe how tight she
was.

“You could’ve warned me.” She slapped him on
the back.

“Why? You knew this was coming.”

“Still, you should’ve said… something.”

“Something.” He pulled out and slammed back
in, this time giving her his entire length.

Her breath hitched as she took all of
him.

Impossible
. Disbelief filled him to
the point he looked down for verification. He was fully seated. She
shouldn’t be able to take all of him.

She slapped his hips, squeezed her inner
muscles and bucked upward. “Giddy-up.”

The tight feel of her heat wiped every other
thought from his mind. He grabbed her hips tight as he pistoned
himself in and out of her, faster and faster he rode between her
thighs, unable to quench the fire in his gut. The need to bring her
to heel, to have her submit to him in this primal way, stole his
breath.

“Take it,” he growled. “Take my cock.”

She screamed his name as she came once more.
He pulled out and exploded on her stomach. Ropes of pearly, hot cum
fell on her stomach and across her breast. It took everything
within him not to rub his essence into her skin like lotion.

She wasn’t his, he needed to remember that.
“Let me get a towel.” He stood, but it took a moment for him to
regain his strength. He plucked the damp towel from the bathroom
door. He wiped his jizz from her stomach and breasts. She opened
her legs.

He looked up at her.

She winked with a lewd grin.

His wolf took that as a challenge, but he
fought to control his beast. Instead, he took the towel and placed
it between her legs, gently cleaning her. As he swiped the cloth
against her puffy lips, she moaned.

“Mmmm…” Her hips flexed as his fingers
replaced the towel. Pretty soon she writhed like a kitten, purring
beneath his hand.

A frisson of awareness rolled up his back at
her ability to tempt him to the degree that his wolf alternately
snapped and whined to taste her again.

Throwing the towel aside, he crawled between
her legs, lifted them high around his waist, positioned himself and
slid inside her hot, velvety, sheath.
He paused
for a second to control his animal. The exquisite feel of her tight
tunnel shook him. Then he slowly withdrew and surged back inside.
He took her hard and deep,
growling with pleasure as her
body massaged his aching cock.

The bed shook beneath them. The frame rocked
against the wall, keeping time with his punishing pace.

“Ohhhh,” she screamed amidst his grunts.

Her walls tightened. He shuddered and his
thrusts quickened. He slammed into her, their thighs connected with
a slap.

“Oh my God, oh my God,” she wailed as her
body grew taut.

He groaned harshly as his own body strained
painfully, wanting to join her in the heady bliss of her sexual
release.

Her body shuddered, became taut. Strong
vaginal muscles tightened painfully around his rod.

“Arghh” he groaned as his back bowed. His
release rolled up his back, tiny licks of fiery pleasure exploding
every second. He pulled out just as ropes of his release hit her
belly and the lips of her pussy.

“That was… that was incredible.” She looked
at him with dreamy eyes.

Silas frowned.

She should be drained and on her way to
sleep. Instead she looked alert and ready for another round. Maybe
he’d taken it easy on her since she was human, but he didn’t think
so. He glanced around the room until his eyes fell on the clock.
They’d been at this for an hour already. Although her scent hadn’t
subsided, it wasn’t as strong. He knew she wasn’t sated.

And that stung.

His fingers stroked the full length of her
sex, toying with her opening for natural lubrication. She was
drenched and gasping for more. Her legs spread further apart in
invitation.

He smiled. She was a hot
little thing,
so wet, so hot against him.
He eased one finger inside her.

She groaned and moved her
hips. T
he scent of her arousal washed over him.
He hooked the finger and exited. He reinserted it back with
another finger.

“Yes…oh fuck, yes,” she cried out, her hips
moving in tandem with his strokes. His breath caught as her thighs
tightened and shook. Human or not, she was beautiful in her
passion. He continued to stroke her spot, enjoying how her body
trembled and peaked beneath his hand.

A moment later she screamed as she came. His
finger remained in her tight sheath as her pussy tried, without
success, to milk him dry. “Hmmm, greedy.”

“Huh?” she asked from beneath him.

He looked at her for a moment, wondering if
his need to insure she didn’t breed for him was the reason he
hadn’t given her what she needed. “I need to tell you
something.”

She blew out a breath and looked at him.
“Okay.”

“This time I’m going to come inside
you.”

She blinked and leaned up on her elbows.
“With a condom?”

He frowned, insulted. As the Patron his seed
was a gift, he never used condoms. Rather than chastise her for the
unintentional insult, he spoke of human fears. “No. I have nothing
you can catch.”

“Then why have you decided to switch
up?”

“Maybe the reason your body’s still hungry
is because you need a full load of seed. And I’ve been wasting it
on your stomach and other places.”

She jerked. “What makes you say that?”

He shrugged, not wanting to get into her
supposed frailty as a human. That last time, he’d slammed into her
as hard as he’d slammed into any wolf bitch, she’d taken it and was
up for an immediate finger fucking.

“Let’s just say it’s a hunch. The only
reason I didn’t come inside you before is I don’t want you to get
pregnant.”

“Pregnant?” Her brows furrowed as though
she’d forgotten the mating scent.

“Yeah. We’re still trying to figure out how
this works. I don’t want the water muddied.”

“Oh.” She looked up at him. “How many kids
do you have?”

He paused and then answered. “None.”

“Hmm…” She licked her lips. He fought back
a growl. “Well, I don’t know what to say.”

“I’ve never had pups. I certainly don’t want
my first litter to be half-breeds,” he snapped.

Her head whipped up, eyes narrowed, she
asked. “How old are you?”

The question surprised him. He answered
without thinking. “Slightly over three hundred.”

She gasped and then smirked. “Well if you
were going to have pups, it should’a happened before now don’t you
think?”

His brows snapped together as he squeezed
her thighs in his palms. “I’m going to take you from behind, fill
your greedy pussy with my essence and if you breed, you will not be
leaving here anytime soon. Not until my pups are born, are we clear
on that?”

“But…I thought you didn’t want kids from
me.” She sounded confused.

“I don’t. But I’m the Patron and if the
Goddess sees fit to bring life to my seed in you…then I’ll deal
with it.”

She looked at him for a moment and pushed
back. “That’s not a risk I want to take, Silas. I’ve already gone
through half-hearted parenting with my ex. If there’s a chance I
could get pregnant, I don’t want to take it. Eventually I’ll meet
someone and if we decide to have kids, so be it. But at least my
kids will know they’re wanted, loved by more than their mother.”
She moved to get up.

His palms tightened on her thighs. “You’re
still releasing that damn scent.”

She patted his hand as though he were a
toddler. “It’s better, I’ll handle it.”

A red mist rose before his eyes. She wanted
someone else, impossible. “How do you plan to handle it when you
couldn’t take care of it before?”

She shrugged and tried to remove his
fingers. “Look, I’m in the midst of making major changes in my
life.” She frowned. “At least I was.” She glanced at him with a
small smile that tugged the corner of his heart. “Tonight was the
first time I understood what all the fuss was about. I had my
first, second, third and tenth orgasm with you. That’s never
happened before. Thanks for that. I’ll always appreciate what we
shared, but—”

“Stop with the damn speeches,” He snorted.
She’d forgotten the few lessons her sons had given her about wolf
culture. He was more animal than man right now and his beast would
never leave without finishing the damn job. Resigned to the
possibility of half-human pups, he reflected that Tyrone and Tyrese
weren’t bad. Now to get this fiery temptation to stop uttering
nonsense so they could get on with it.