Shifter Untamed (8 page)

Lips, nose, tongue, and teeth. He used them all to caress her skin. Moving unbearably slow across her back and up and down her spine.

Dane knelt lower and she cried out when he nipped her ass. Big palms pressed against the bottom of her spine, pushing her downward until her breasts were smashed against the top of the table. Her ass was now held high in the air for his exploration.

“Dane—” She choked on his name as two fingers speared her pussy.

He pumped into her with the same agonizing slowness of his earlier kisses, then removed them. The moment he left her entrance unfilled, she ached. Her nipples tightened to the sound of moans of satisfaction escaping his lips. She peeked over her shoulder to see him licking her nectar from his fingers.

“You taste like warm milk and honey,” he said. He took a long swipe at the back of her thigh with his tongue. He teased her until her legs trembled, moving closer and closer to her needy center.

“What are you doing?” she panted.

“Eating you for desert.”

Dane buried his lips between the folds of her pussy, burying his tongue deep into her wet core. He dipped his tongue in and out of her heat and back and forth across her clit. He was relentless in his rhythm and drove her near the edge numerous times. He ate hungrily, driving his tongue against her pussy. Her feet barely touched the ground, her tiptoes the only thing keeping her balanced. She clutched at the edge of the table as he devoured her. When she came, she screamed and it echoed through his house.

He never gave her a chance to come down from the orgasm. He rose and entered her from behind without warning. There was nothing nice about the way he fucked her. Hard male flesh beat into her pussy with vigor. She loved it.
Every last second.

He tugged a fistful of her hair and her spine arched downward as he pulled. Nothing could be heard except for the consistent slap of his balls against her wet folds and his pelvis against her ass.

He growled. “Trina.
Kitten.
”

Her body plummeted into another climax. The intense sensations rained down on her like a comet shower. His release was right behind hers. His seed burst into her like a shooting star, coating and burning her insides.

When it was all over, he leaned against her, breathing hoarsely against her back.

Dane picked her up and gathered her in his arms after their heart rates had returned to normal. He walked them out of the dining room.

“Where are you going with me?”

“You ask too many questions,” he teased.

“I need many answers.”

“I’d like a second helping.”

She lifted her eyebrows. “Of what?”

“Your fucking pussy.”

A sharp pang of ecstasy ran up her spine, causing her nipples to harden even more. “You should have told me I was marrying a sex fiend.”

He reached the stairs and climbed them without a stumble. “I wanted that part to be a surprise.”

There was a relatively large shower in what appeared to be a master bedroom. He set her down near the shower and leaned inside to turn on the water.

“I hope you’re not afraid to get your hair wet.”

“You’ve already messed it up and I fully expect you to remedy that.” She stepped backward into the shower.

He grinned. “I thought you were a nice girl.”

“Nice girls get naughty too, especially when there’s a really big present involved.” Her gaze fell to his massive erection. He had to have at least been at least ten inches long. The swift way in which he brought her to orgasm also told her that he was thick enough to hit the right spots.

Dane entered the shower, closing in on her like a hungry wolf. Her back hit the wall and he hefted her up by the thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist.

He slid inside her sex with ease, but there was nothing easy about the way he fucked her. Before long, Trina forgot the number of times the hungry wolf took her that night.

Trina was jarred awake by a set of large hands. Before she opened her eyes, she registered Dane’s scent. Her muscles were sore from the numerous rounds of sex the previous night. Had this man woken her up to have sex again? Was this man that insatiable?

“What is going on?” she asked, groggily, lifted herself from the bed.

“Sssh,” Dane said. “I need you to throw this on.” He handed her one of her dresses. “We have to get out of here now. I sense danger. It’s time to leave.”

“What?” She looked around at the window. The sun had barely risen. “You said we were leaving later today.”

“Please. We don’t have time to talk right now. I’ll explain everything when we’re on safer grounds. Stay close to me.”

Her heart began to beat nervously as she caught the hint of urgency in his voice. She said nothing else as she pulled the long sundress over her naked body. Dane grabbed a duffle bag from the closet, threw some items inside, including her purse, and reached for her.

“This way,” he urged.

As soon as they opened the door, smoke billowed into their faces. Her own senses kicked in as she heard the telltale signs of a house on fire.

“Shit, Dane. What is going on? Tell me.”

“The left end of the ranch is on fire. Stay low.” He pushed her out into the hallway and down the stairs. Once they were on the first level, he grabbed her hands and his rushed steps turned into a jog.

Trina held her breath against the putrid smoke until they reached the sliding glass doors of the papers. They moment they hit the deck she breathed exhaled deeply.

Crackled flames caught her attention and she snapped her head to the right to confirm Dane’s confirmation. The left side of the home was engulfed in flames and lit up the morning sky.

“Oh my God. We need to call the fire department,” she said, following Dane done the patio steps.

“No human authorities involved. They’d done enough damage already. There’s nothing of value in the home. The land is what I’m after.”

Trina noticed his strained voice and turned to see his canines dropped in anger. “Are you in some kind of trouble?”

“Yes and no. I want to get you out of here safely. I promise we’ll talk later.”

His irises sparked brightly with specks of gold. It seemed as though his wolf half was taking over. He lifted his hand and brushed some hair away from her neck. He narrowed his gaze, stroking at the crevice near her throat. His lips fell open.

“Trina, where did you get this?”

“This way?”

“This mark.”

“What mark?”

Dane’s eyes widened. “Impossible.”

“What are you talking about?” She coughed when the wind pushed more of the smoke toward them.

He took her hand again and rushed them further away from the burning home. Pausing near a tree, he took her chin gently and lifted her neck again.

“Why the heck do you keep looking at my neck? Do I have a pimple?”

“You’re wearing my mark, Trina. And I haven’t even bitten you.”

“Bitten me?” This time she looked at him strangely. “Of course you haven’t bitten me. I would know. If you bite me, I will slap the hell out of you.”

She slid her palm against the area he’d examined. “I don’t feel anything.”

“It’s not that type of mark.” Dane turned and pointed to the nape of his neck. “Look at the back of my neck. What do you see?”

She stepped closer to him, squinting against the first rays of sunshine. There was some type of birthmark near his hairline, similar to a tattoo, but the coloring was all wrong. It was imbedded, not inked, into the skin.

“Two figure eight signs. Like an infinity symbol. They form an X.”

He turned around and rubbed the area near her throat again. “This explains why I can’t get enough of you.”

“I can see what you’re seeing, Dane. Do you mind telling me what you’re talking about?

“Mated pairs carry the same mark. It only appears as the result of a union. You’re my intended, Trina.”

“What…” She shook her head. The smoke must have gotten to him.

“Hey!” The voice to the behind him them came from a male. “Hey, you two! What are you doing out here?”

Dane spun around and quickly shielded her. The man had a gun, pointing it toward them from several yards away. As she held her hands against his back, he felt the vibrations that came along with his growls.

“Hey! Answer me! Are you a wolf?”

Dane turned slightly to issue his order. “Get behind the tree.”

He didn’t have to tell her twice as he scrambled behind the massive oak tree. Two shots rang out sending her heart into frenzy. Her fingers trembled against the bark of the tree as she pressed her back hard against it.

The next growl was so deep and animalistic that it had to have come from a wolf. Three more shots rang out and the man screamed. There was a scuffled on the ground and then complete silence.

The atmosphere was so quiet that all she could register was her own panicked breathing and the sound of fire burning the house.

A black wolf emerged from the corner of her eyes. Its eyes were gold and majestic. Its body was large and muscular and the fur was shiny and sleek. At the sight of such beauty, her muscles relaxed. It was a reaction she didn’t understand, but yet she felt she knew this wolf.

“Dane,” she whispered, her hands still gripping the bark.

The wolf shook its massive head and torso and out of the haze of what Trina could only describe as magically, Dane Magnus appeared.

“Let’s get out of here now.”

Trina peered out through the motorcycle helmet at the long row of retail shops as Dane brought his motorcycle to a halt in front of a local post office. They’d ridden almost thirty miles before crossing into the county line into a town known for their abundant shifter population.

In a matter of days, her life had completely changed and she was still trying to process everything. She kept having to remind herself of the deal she made with Dane Magnus, and more importantly, of the reason she was in this place now. In less than six weeks, she wouldn’t have to worry about where the money would come from to pay for her dad’s surgery.

However, Trina still felt a strong pull toward Dane. One she concluded would still be there had it not been for the money. There were many questions to be answered. Not only was she intrigued by the man itself, but by his declaration that she was his intended mate.

Dane helped her off the bike and put their helmets away. All the while she was assessing the row of shops situated just on the outskirts of Aspen Valley. Besides the post office, there were several retail and restaurants along the main street. There was even a fresh produce stand adjacent to the lot where Dane had parked. From recollection, the town of Aspen Valley was larger in acreage than population. However, it was one of the biggest shifter towns in the U.S.

“Welcome to my birth place,” Dane said, taking her hand.

“Looks cozy,” she said.

People started coming out of their shops with their immediate attention fixed on them. Suddenly, it was Trina who felt like the alien here. She was a human in a shifter town. She even wondered if they were partial to her being here.

Dane led her by the hand down the paved walkway, nodding and lifting his palm up to acknowledge the spectators. Then it dawned on her that she wasn’t the one they were entranced with. It was Dane. Several of them bowed as he passed by their doors. There was no mystery now—these people knew Dane very well.

He stopped in front of some double doors and held it open for her. “I’ve got to pick up some paperwork and then we’ll head over to my pack home.”

“My father. I need to make sure he’s okay.” She dug her cell phone out of her purse.

“I sent Brock out already to speak with your father. He and Marcia will be moved to a safer home. One of my rentals out west.”

“You think of everything, don’t you?”

“You are my priority now. I take care of you and that includes your father.”

She chuckled nervously. “Do you still think I’m your mate or intended or something?”

“No, I don’t think it.” He took her hand. “I know it.”

They entered another door and approached a counter. A woman stood behind it, flipping through papers and applying a stamp. She stopped what she was doing as Trina and Dane reached the counter.

“Good morning, Alpha. What can I do for you?”

Trina gasped and executed a ninety-degree turn. She glanced up at Dane, whose expression was unreadable. “Wait a minute! Alpha?” If she had registered correctly, the woman had just called him Alpha, which in shifter terms was reserved for the leader of a pack.

“Yes, Trina. I’m Dane Magnus. Alpha of the Aspen Valley Pack.”

Her blood rushed hot through her as an emotion kin to deception filled her heart.

“I’ll leave you to your business, Dane Magnus, but this was not what I signed up for. You led me believe that you were just some wolf down and out on his luck with your parents’ land being snatched from under you.” She folded her arms across her chest. “You could have told me you led a wolf pack.”

The woman waiting behind the counter brought her hand up to her lip in shook and her eyes were wide with curiosity.

“I need you to understand something.” Dane ushered Trina aside, out of earshot but not out of eyesight. “None of that information would have mattered to our agreement had I not found out you were my intended.”

She shrugged out of his grasp. “What do you mean?”

He took her forearm and pulled her against his chest again. “We agreed to split after six weeks? What does my being the Alpha of this pack have anything to do with the end of our agreement?”

“You could have been truthful. You dug into my past like I was filling out a freaking job application. You know almost everything about my personal life.”

“Let’s take this outside and somewhere in private. We have a lot to discuss. I told you that before we left that home.”

“As far as I’m concerned…” She snatched her arm away from him, putting several feet of space between them “…there is nothing more to discuss. You had plenty of time to tell me about your position before and after you fucked me. What did you think?” She didn’t pause long enough for him to answer. “That I would want more of your money when I found out?”