Taken By The Pack (Werewolf's Harem Book 2) (5 page)

“Mmmm,” she moaned, delighted.
 

She lay on her side, staring up at Ben, who remained sitting up. At some point after the second cup of wine, he’d begun to stroke her shoulder and her side, strong fingers tracing from her nape to her hip with occasional stops to brush her mass of hair away from her face and neck.

“You like it?” he asked, looking down at Aurelia. His eyes, normally the clearest sky blue, had darkened as though weathering a storm. His touches were feather-light, but his gaze was intent and hungry. Aurelia licked her lips as she finished the square of chocolate, making eye contact with Ben as she did so.

A little part of her wanted to know how far she could push him before he’d break, before he’d leave his civilized sweetness behind and let his wolf pounce. Her wolf liked the idea very much, but Aurelia didn’t want to torture Ben too much.
 

“Ben?” she asked, dropping her gaze finally.

“Yes?”

“I should tell you something,” she said, reaching out to catch his hand. She trailed her fingers over his, relishing the way he felt even in this small way.

“Okay,” he said, his tone growing guarded.
 

“Lucas and I…” she began, unsure how to explain.

“Ah,” Ben said, pulling his hand away immediately. “No need to, you know…”

“No!” she said, sitting up. “No, I’m sorry. I’m making this difficult.”

Ben looked back at her, blue eyes flashing with something very close to pain. She hated that, hated that she’d caused that. She reached out, her hand cupping his jaw. He closed his eyes and pushed into her touch, stubble tickling her fingers. Her heart faltered in that moment, something clicking into place.

“I was trying to say that Lucas and I aren’t exclusive. As long as I use protection, I can do anything I want,” she said, wincing at how clinical her words sounded.

Ben’s eyes flew open, his gaze boring into hers, searching. Seeking truth, hope. Aurelia sucked in a breath at the same moment that he did, and they hung like that for an eternity, neither daring to end the moment.

Ben gazed at Aurelia, breathing deep to take in her intoxicating scent: fresh, clean lavender mingling with feminine musk. Impossibly large sapphire eyes set in that innocent doll’s face, with a sinfully lush mouth made for things obscene. Her fiery hair was swept up in a ponytail now, and Ben wanted nothing more than to release her tresses and dig his fingers deep, tug her close.

Aurelia broke the spell after a time, tilting her head and narrowing her gaze at him. The flash of uncertainty that crossed her face propelled him forward; he needed her to know that he wanted her. On every level, without exception or explanation.

Ben leaned forward, brushing his lips across hers. The simple touch lit him like kindling, and he nearly groaned with the effort of not demanding more. He waited, heart pounding, for her response. Aurelia’s breath hitched, lids fluttering down over her eyes, and she leaned into him. Her tongue slid over her lips, dampening them to the sweetest shade of pink, and she offered her mouth up to him.

It was just enough. Ben took her mouth, alternating brushed kisses and soft nips, groaning at the taste of chocolate on her lips. One hand curled around the nape of her neck, one cupped her jaw, and he slowly pulled her up against his chest.
 

Aurelia’s kisses were tentative, searching, questioning. Tipping her head back, Ben deepened the kiss. He nipped her lower lip just hard enough to make her gasp, then took full advantage. His tongue found hers, stroking and coaxing her. She made a soft, needy noise and Ben devoured it, lived for it.
 

When her small hand came up to curl around his biceps, Ben leaned back and urged her closer. He fed her kisses, luring her nearer until she was nearly in his lap. Dropping his hands to her hips, he pulled her up onto his lap so that she straddled him. He knew she could feel the huge, hard ridge of his erection; she pressed down against his cock, curious.

Her eyes widened with understanding, and she gave him a startled look. He couldn’t help but chuckle; clearly Aurelia hadn’t expected him to be so well-endowed. She blushed, then gasped outright when Ben slowly dragged her hips down the full length of his cock, then back up.
 

Ben gave a soft growl, the material of his shorts and her leggings doing nothing to disguise her dampening heat. Taking her mouth again, he gripped her hips and ground against her with growing fervor. The scent of her arousal blossomed around him, driving him mad.
 

His wolf woke, suddenly vocal. Images flooded his mind, images of Aurelia’s tits bouncing as she rode him, images of her on her knees with her mouth wrapped around his cock, images of her sweet ass when he took her from behind.

Ben shook his head to clear the images away. He needed to be slow right now, and his wolf wasn’t helping in the least. He tugged at the hem of Aurelia’s shirt, then teased it up over her head and off. She peeled off his shirt, too, obviously just as curious about his body.
 

While her hands skimmed his abs and pecs and shoulders, Ben drank her in. The filmy scrap of lace that bound her breasts was hardly up to the task. Her breasts were taut and full, tantalizing. Ben leaned forward to nuzzle her, breathing deep of the pheromones pouring off her skin. The bra was dispatched in moments, and he was awash in her flawless, pale skin and pouty, rose-tipped nipples.

Cupping her breast, Ben grazed her nipple with the stubble on his chin. Aurelia cried out, writhing at the light touch. He gave her breast a long, languid lick from the sensitive underside up to her pebbled nipple. When she moaned in ecstasy, Ben pulled her nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around her sensitive flesh.
 

The scent of her arousal doused the air now, and Ben knew that she was wet for him. Ready for him. The images assaulted him again, of all the ways he needed to fuck her. There was a particularly good one, Aurelia sitting on his face and grinding her hips against his mouth as he sucked her clit. His cock stirred, and he needed more from her.

Ben pushed Aurelia backward off his lap, stripping her tights and panties off. She surged up but Ben pressed her to lie on her back. He lay down beside her, giving her deep, drugging kisses as he touched her breasts. Trailing his fingers down her ribcage, he was pleased at the excited gasp she gave when his fingertips brushed her mound.
 

He ran his fingers through the silky hairs at the juncture of her thighs, teasing downward until her thighs parted for him. He ran a questing fingertip down the length of her slit, pleased to find that she was as wet as he’d imagined.
 

Taking his time, he used two fingertips to rub up and down her inner lips, then traced soft circles over her clit. Aurelia’s eyes were closed, head thrown back, and she moaned for him, louder when he did something she liked. Ben followed her cues, reining in his need as he watched her squirm and bite her bottom lip. Her hips began to rock into his touch, and he knew he could make her cum just like this.

He increased the pressure, bringing her right to edge of discomfort as he played with her clit. She was close now, a fine sheen of sweat on her glorious bare skin and need plain across her face. Still, he slowed his touch.

She protested, her eyes snapping open.

“Ben,” she whispered, accusing. Ben gave her a lazy smile; he reasoned that if she wasn’t begging or screaming his name, she must not need it that badly.

“Patience,” he said, giving her another long kiss.
 

He shifted to kneel between her legs, dipping his fingertips lower to rim the wetness of her entrance. Aurelia stilled for a moment, unsure. Ben penetrated her in one smooth stroke, fingers sliding deep. The dense, silky heat of her sheath almost undid him right then and there. He groaned, dragging her scent into his nose.

Aurelia cried out, her inner muscles rippling against his fingers. She was already so close. Ben began to slowly fuck her with his fingers, deep and hard. He brought his other hand down to press against her mound, tightening her up more and pushing her g-spot within his reach. He fucked her faster, leaning down to run his rose over her inner thighs. She was clenching around him, crying out, mindless with pleasure.

Without stopping the thrusts of his fingers, Ben used his other hand to spread her lips wide. Leaning down, he closed his lips over her clit and sucked.

Aurelia screamed, convulsing, coming so hard against his mouth and fingers that it nearly hurt his hand. Ben mouthed her gently as she rode it out, not stopping until her hands descended to pull him away.

Aurelia panted, shivering and staring at him with wide eyes. Ben licked his lips, deliberately making eye contact with her as he wiped her wetness from his face. Her mouth opened, then closed again, and her hands flapped before settling on her ribcage. He let her rebound in her own time. Her eyes closed for almost a minute, and when her breathing began to even out he wondered if she’d fallen asleep.

“Fuck!” she said finally, her eyes opening again. She stared at him with frank admiration, making him laugh. She rolled over onto her side, reaching out to run her fingertips from his shoulder down to his wrist.

“Yeah?” he asked, teasing. He spread his hand over her hip, squeezing softly and enjoying the goosebumps that raised all over her skin.

“How in the hell did you learn that?” she asked, blushing at her own awkwardness.

“Like any subject, I guess. Study, and practice. It helps that I’m passionate about the topic,” he said, deliberately catching her eye as he spoke. She went an even deeper shade of pink, and Ben grinned at her.

“Nerd,” she accused softly, smiling at him. He sensed that she hadn’t smiled much in the recent past, and he was glad he could bring that out of her.

“I aim only to please you,” he replied, running his hand up and down her side and enjoying the softness of her exposed skin.

“You do. Please me, I mean,” she said, reaching out to brush her lips over his. Where he would have kept it light, she deepened the kiss, drawing at his arousal once more. When he broke the kiss and pulled back, she gave him wickedly calculating glance.

Her hand found his hipbone, a single fingertip trailing along the top of his shorts.

“Aurelia,” he said, reaching for her hand. She was too quick, the heat of her hand settling against his erection.

Ben hissed, bucking into her touch once before putting himself in check. His wolf bayed, furious at the fact that he wasn’t thrusting into a lot more than just this soft touch.

 
“Aurelia,” he said again, desperation tingeing his tone now. He grabbed her hand, pulling it back up to his stomach.

“You pleased me. Now I want to please you,” she said, her teasing tone making him so hard that he had to physically avert his gaze.
 

He hadn’t had any kind of female, much less a feisty female wolf, in months. The moment they started, Ben wouldn’t be able to stop. Hell, he was half way to coming in his pants right now. His wolf would spring free, and then all the slick moves and attempts to please her would be gone. There was also one little detail he hadn’t mentioned to her yet.

“I didn’t bring protection,” he said, squeezing her fingers when she tried to pull her hand away.

“What?” Aurelia asked, looking surprised. “You brought me on a romantic picnic, but you didn’t bring a condom?”

“I didn’t know your arrangement with Lucas,” Ben said. “I just wanted to spend some time with you.”

Aurelia’s face was blank for a moment before breaking into a big grin.
 

“You are a fool. You know that, right?” she asked, grinning.

“I would say that I’m just not presumptuous,” he corrected. Her grin was infectious, and he found himself smiling back.

Aurelia rolled her eyes, then reached over to where she’d thrown the hip pouch she’d been wearing. She unzipped it and produced a variety of items, the last of which was a condom.

“You…” he started, surprised.

“Yeah. I am a genius,” she said, her tone matter-of-fact.

“You’ve won me over,” he promised, drawing her close and pressing his lips to hers.

She sighed into the kiss, and Ben felt her hand plucking at the velcro closure of his shorts.

“These need to come off,” she insisted. He was only too happy to comply. The second his bare ass hit the blanket, Aurelia’s lips were pressed to his mouth as her hand encircled his cock.

She broke the kiss and looked down, raising a brow.

“Impressive,” she said, licking her lips. “Even for a wolf.”

He couldn’t handle the way she was looking at him, that devious mind planning his demise.

“Don’t even make me think about you sucking my cock,” Ben said. “I want it so bad, but I’d be done in a heartbeat.”

“Dirty talker,” she said, pouting a little. “You’re a wolf. Your recovery time is numbered in minutes, not hours.”

“The first time I fuck you, I’m going to do it properly,” he swore.

“I hear a lot of promises, and not enough action,” she challenged.

Giving her a sharp look, he reached for the condom and rolled it on.

“I’ll endeavor to do better,” he said.

Ben reached for her and dragged her onto his body, spreading her out so he could feel her skin pressed against his own. Spreading his hands over the perfect globes of her ass cheeks, he pressed her hot entrance against his erection and rolled his hips under her body.
 

Aurelia gasped, throwing her head back at the sensation. Her breasts tightened, and he pulled her down enough to pull a nipple into his mouth. She writhed against him, and he released her, only to take her mouth. He rolled his hips again and again, taunting her. The smell of her arousal, the feeling of her growing wetness drove him insane with need.

“I want you,” he gritted out, his wolf slipping the reins.

“You have me,” Aurelia promised. “Now fuck me.”

Aurelia lifted up and reached between them, positioning his cock at her entrance. She pressed down onto the tip, and he cursed aloud.