The Alpha's Domination (5 page)

“No, we don’t think you’re a better catch or anything.
We’re worried what you owning this big house
means
.”

“Why would it mean anything?”

“You’d be surprised how dangerous large houses and big
men are.” She stared up at the house feeling … happy, safe? Dawn didn’t know which
emotion to trust or to savor. Daniel wouldn’t hurt her. He’d been her Dom for a
year and he never left her scared, nervous but never scared.

“I’m going to know all of those secrets you’re
hiding,” he said.

“They’re not secrets.”
They’re just memories of a time I’d like to forget.

He leaned in close. She felt his breath across her
cheek. Her body tightened with the heat of him. Inside her wolf started to
growl, wanting to get a little closer to his body. What would it be like to
strip naked and turn?
To run with him in the wild of the
forest without anyone to hear her thoughts?
She’d stopped running in the
forests back at home as the connection of the pack allowed them to access her
thoughts if she was close enough. They would all be repulsed by her if they
knew the truth. She didn’t hold any doubt that they’d cast her out as if she
didn’t exist in her parents’ world.

“There are always secrets in this world, pet.” He
dropped a kiss to her cheek, and for the first time she was charmed by his
touch. No one ever took the time to touch her, hold her,
reassure
her.

All thoughts of her mother were cut off.

“I don’t have any changes of clothes,” she said,
turning to look at him.

“You don’t need any clothes. We’re alone, and that’s
the way it’s going to stay.” He took her hand leading her up the multiple steps
to get to the main door. She watched him pull out a set of keys and start to
unlock the large door.

“Don’t you have any other alphas trying to take over
your territory?” she asked.

“No. I treat all packs with the respect they deserve,
and I demand they treat me as such.”

Her father didn’t allow any other pack to walk through
his territory. If another wolf from another pack walked on his land, he’d give
the wolf a beating. She had grown tired of watching men and women beg. For a
woman, her mother delivered the beating as her father didn’t believe in hurting
a woman. Her mother never had a problem with causing pain.

“They come to me for permission to enter my lands, and
I grant it to them. I don’t cause fights that are unnecessary. My pack likes to
live in the open without fear of being approached by others. I make sure
they’re all taken care of.” Daniel switched on a light as she entered his home.

The door closed, and the sound echoed throughout the
old house as if it was a sign of approaching doom.

We’re trapped!

There was no getting out of this house until Daniel
was satisfied. Would it be so hard to agree to his claim of being her mate? She
truly didn’t know what to think about his claim. Dawn was torn in two between wanting
his claim more than her next breath and then scared of accepting his claim.

Once he knew the truth, would he really want her? No
man truly wanted a murderer for a mate.

She cut the thoughts off, staring at Daniel as he
turned back to her. He slid the bolts into place locking them inside the
dominating house.

“For tonight, we’re not going to do anything. We’re
going to enjoy some good food and drink, and then we’ll go to bed.”

“Where will I sleep?” she asked.

“Where I tell
you to.”
He walked down the long entrance hall, taking a left.
She hurried her steps to keep up with him. Considering the age of the house,
the scents were sweet, charming.

Whoever lived here they were happy. The house smelled
of happiness, of peace. It was such a strange scent to have around the house.
She rushed toward him, following him through three more rooms before they made
it to the kitchen.

“The house has multiple rooms for the pack. They do
visit, and when they do I like for them to make themselves at home.
Unfortunately with wolves, they fight. I’ve got four television rooms so
there’s no fight over the remote or what they watch.” She chuckled, imagining
an argument turning heated in the sight of a remote.
Ravaging
wolves, attacking each other just because they didn’t want to watch a
television program.
“You can laugh all you want. It’s happened.”

He entered a large kitchen. She stopped to admire the
room, which was set in an old country style fit with a porcelain sink. The
island in the center was large, yet it would fit many people sitting around
helping.

“Again, the kitchen is large enough for the whole
pack.”

“How do you keep this place cleaned?” she asked.

“I’ve got a wolf who’s a little obsessive when it
comes to cleaning. She makes sure everything is clean when she comes to visit.
Also, I make the pack clean up after
themselves
. I
won’t have shit lying around because they’re too fucking lazy to do their
shit.” He moved toward the fully stocked fridge. She smelled the freshness in
the vegetables and the meat inside. Had he planned for her to be spending time
with him?

No, he’s got a pack
who
also needs to eat.

“Do you cook?” she asked.

“Yeah, I cook, and I occasionally clean. I also do the
washing.” He turned to offer her a smile.

“Are we in a scene right now?” she asked, unsure about
the proper protocol she needed to give him.

“Would you feel safer being in a scene?” he asked.

She shook her head. “No.”

“Then we’re not in a scene. We’re just two people,
Daniel and Dawn for tonight.”

Relief swamped her. She could handle simply being a
woman sharing a meal with Daniel.

Mate.

He bent over to grab something out of the fridge, and
she checked out his ass. It was tight and firm.

“You’re checking out my ass,” he said, smiling as he
turned to face her.

“Am not.”

“Don’t worry, Dawn, I won’t put you over my knee.”

She saw he was teasing her and couldn’t help but
smile. “I like the thought of going over your knee.”

He laughed, throwing his head back.

Yes, she could handle being alone with him for a few
days.

Chapter Four

Daniel started to cut the chicken, and with each
inhale he smelled Dawn sitting at the island. She smelled like sweet citrus,
addictive and something he wanted to smell over and over again. He washed his
hands before walking toward the pantry. Daniel grabbed the spices and noodles
he needed to finish off dinner.

“Do you want a drink?” he asked, spreading his
ingredients out over the side.

“Sure.”

He passed her over a soda from the fridge. She took
the can from his hands. Their fingers touched, and he didn’t want to let her
go. Drawing his attention away from her, he started to cook.

“Would you like some help? I love to cook,” she said,
standing beside him.

“You love to cook?”

“Yes, and bake but my hips protest a little to that.”
She rested a hand on her hip.

Staring down the length of her body, Daniel couldn’t
find a single reason to complain about the woman in front of him. She was sex
on legs, and he wouldn’t change her for the world.

“You’re perfect, and don’t let anyone else tell you
otherwise.” He reached out to touch her cheek. Cupping her jaw, he ran a thumb
over her plump lips. “You’re beautiful, and I don’t give a fuck what others
think. You’re perfect.” He leaned in close, brushing his lips against hers.

She gasped but didn’t move away. He looked into her
wide gaze as he teased her lips with his tongue.

Neither of them said a word as he slowly slid inside
her mouth, meeting her tongue with his. Wrapping his other hand around her
waist, he pulled her close to his body, moaning at the feel of her curves next
to his. She was perfection in his arms. He never wanted to let her go.

She met his tongue with her own. The danced together,
deepening the kiss, Daniel smelled the mating heat coming out of him. He wanted
inside her with her pussy blooming beneath him.

He withdrew from her before the mating need took over
and he wouldn’t be able to control his actions.

“Why did you stop?” she asked. Her hands were on his
shoulders, gripping him.

“If we don’t stop I won’t be able to stop what happens
next. I need to claim you, Dawn. You’re my mate even if you don’t like the
truth or believe it. There’s only so much I can take before I do something I’ll
regret.”

She released his shoulders. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I want to prove to you that we’re
mated. I’m not going to do anything to destroy that trust.” His cock protested
against the front of his jeans. Fuck, he craved her. All he wanted to do was
bend her over the kitchen island and fuck her raw. She was aroused by him,
which gave him some pleasure. “Start marinating the meat.”

Dawn grabbed the strips of chicken and added them to a
bowl while he started to add the spices to the mix. They laughed as he got most
of the spices on her hands rather than the meat. He listened to her laugh,
loving the change within her. In
Kinkster’s
she was
always a little withdrawn. Inside his home, she was starting to open up and
flourish. If he gave her enough time would she agree to his claiming? There was
only so much his wolf could take.

“Right, Chef, I’m rubbing the chicken. What do you
need to do?” she asked.

Her eyes glinted with humor. Charmed, he pressed a
kiss to her nose then turned back to the stove. He put a pot onto boil adding
noodles for their chicken. They started to boil, and he gave them a stir.

Dawn washed her hands, coming to stand beside him
while he heated oil. Together, they worked as a team to make food. She added
food while he tossed it around with a spoon.

Neither of them spoke, but his gaze caught the sight
of her hard, erect nipples. Again, his cock started to pound at the sight. The
vision of her naked on his bed wouldn’t leave his mind.

Trust, this is about building trust.

For the next ten minutes they cooked dinner, and the
scents of the spicy chicken filled the air. His stomach rumbled with the need
to feed.

Sitting next to each other they ate in comfortable
silence.

“This is amazing,” she said, twirling some noodles
onto her fork. “You know how to cook.”

“You wouldn’t have thought that from my first attempt
at spicy chicken noodles. I vomited for three days afterwards.”

She chuckled, covering her mouth as she did. “You’re
joking. I don’t believe you.”

“I didn’t cook the chicken properly. I tell you, it
was the worst couple of days for me.”

“Okay, I can believe that.” They cleaned away their
mess, and he put the spices away. When they were done, he led her out of the
kitchen and moved toward the stairs.

“I’ll give you the grand tour tomorrow. For now I
think it’ll be good if you get a good night’s sleep.” He took hold of her hand,
gritting his teeth as his wolf started to pace within his mind. His wolf knew
what he wanted, and that was Dawn.

She followed him upstairs, and he decided to stay on
the first floor rather than go up to the main bedroom on the fifth floor. The
attic space was large, and he kept a lot of his ancestors’ belongings up there.
He opened the door at the end of the long corridor that was next to his.

“This is where you’ll be staying.” He turned the light
on revealing the large four poster bed with white lace hanging from each post.
“Here is the wardrobe.” He opened the walk-in space, showing the light switch
to turn it on. There were a couple of sets of shirts and jeans. He had a
tendency to buy clothes for his pack when needed. Daniel showed her the
bathroom then opened the double doors onto the small veranda overlooking the
garden. “In the morning you can watch the sunrise, and it’s a truly beautiful
sight.” He closed the doors, locking them and pulling the drapes over the
windows. “This is where I’ll be sleeping.” He opened the connecting door and
turned the lights on.

“How come you don’t have any of those clapping light
things? My dad installed them in our house,” Dawn said. “It makes it much
easier as you just clap your hands.” She showed him by clapping her hands.

“I did get them installed, but my
pack
are
, erm, very active with sex. The lights kept turning on with their
smacking bodies as they fucked. They asked for me to switch back to this.” He
flicked the switch letting the lights go off then on.

She laughed. “I can see why you changed.”

“If you need me in the night don’t hesitate to come to
me. I’ll be happy to see you.” He closed the distance between them. Dawn tilted
her head back, and he gazed down into the beauty of her brown eyes. “Tomorrow
we’ll talk about you and discover what your pain level is.”