The Geek Job (15 page)

―Mine,‖ he growled. She could only gasp as he ducked his head and his mouth latched onto her bared nipple. He took her tight bud into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it and Lexie cried out in pleasure. While his mouth tortured her nub, his hands got busy unbuckling and tugging down her pants. Her snug bottoms caught around her knees and he stopped yanking them to slide a hand between her thighs, stroking her moist flesh.

He stopped his decadent pleasure of her breast to whirl her around until her backside pressed against his fat dick. A hand in the middle of her back pressed her forward, bending her over and she heard the sound of a zipper lowering.

Before she could utter a word—or two like ―fuck me‖—he‘d shoved his hard cock into her.

Lexie yelled as his swollen flesh stretched her, seemingly larger than before. His hands caught her around the hips and he plowed her, his body slapping back and forth against her ass as he drove himself into her. She didn‘t mind his rough play though. It was just what her body craved. She gasped and panted as his quick thrusts quickly brought her to her peak, and then shoved her over it into a quaking orgasm.

With a bellow that sounded more animal than man, he jetted into her. When she felt the rigid tension leave his body, she opened her mouth to ask him what the fuck just happened, but she heard the sharp crack of a slap before she felt the burning pain on her ass cheek.

―Get upstairs, woman. We‘re not done.‖

She just about came again at his domineering words and tone. But he was mistaken if he thought she‘d give into his orders without a delicious fight.

* * * *

Anthony laughed when she threw an indignant glare at him over her shoulder. He slapped her ass again just because he could, and besides, even if she tried to deny it, he could smell the fact she enjoyed it.

The scent of her lust was actually what drew him from the earlier agony of his body‘s change. His nano injected serums had coursed through his body like wildfire, mutating his body at a molecular level. While he couldn‘t be sure the extent of his new abilities, he‘d definitely noticed an enhancement in his olfactory sense. Like the most evocative of perfumes, her arousal had woken him and driven him to his feet to claim her. He‘d opened his lenseless eyes, to discover a sharpened sight beyond anything he‘d ever imagined.

As he‘d captured her in his arms and with his mouth, he‘d vaguely noticed the speed with which he moved, but he‘d found himself more intrigued by his dominating need to fuck her, to claim her body.

A distant part of himself recognized this new aggressive side of him was probably a side effect, but Anthony didn‘t fight it or care. He‘d always wished he could be more assertive, but fear had held him back. Now he feared
nothing
.

Lexie moved away from him, trying to yank up her pants which made her breasts bob enticingly. Anthony stalked toward her and noticed how her breathing hitched.

―Take them off,‖ he ordered.

―Like fuck. What the hell happened to you? I came back to find you doing the worm on a hot asphalt dance and now you‘re acting like you‘re hopped up on steroids and Viagra.‖

Anthony let a slow smile creep across his face and he made sure she noticed his new dentition. Her eyes widened and he chuckled.

―You said you couldn‘t be with me unless I was like you. Guess what, darling? I‘m now just as much wolf as you are.‖

She shook her head. ―That‘s impossible.

Lycans are born, not made.‖

―Lycanthropy never counted on a geek who wanted to bang his woman.‖

His word made her eyes dilate and once again, the waft of her desire tickled his nose. ―I want you,‖ he said softly.
And not just in my bed, but
in my life forever.
He didn‘t say those words aloud, knowing she wasn‘t ready for them—yet.

She shook her head. ―You‘re not just wolf though. If I didn‘t know better, I‘d say you‘ve got some vampire in there, too.‖

Anthony cocked his head. ―A regrettable error. Or not. I‘ll admit, I panicked when I realized my gaffe, but now...‖ He used his right hand to tear the bandages off his left revealing smooth skin with only faint red lines to remind him of his maiming. He flexed his healed arm, his muscles bulging, and grinned. ―Now, I think that cocktail was just right.‖

―Shouldn‘t you be running some tests on your condition?‖ She moistened her lips with the tip of her pink tongue and Anthony took a step forward, determined to claim those lips for himself.

―The only test I‘m running tonight is how many times I can fuck you before we both pass out from exhaustion. I suggest if you want to do it on a bed that you get your sweet ass moving this instant or you‘re going to find the floor awfully chilly.‖

Lexie regarded him for one silent moment before kicking her boots off and shoving her pants down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked them away. She stood there naked, her nipples pebbling, desire rolling off her in a thick wave he could almost grasp. She cocked her hip as she placed a hand on it provocatively.

Anthony‘s cock hardened and he took a step forward.

―Come and get it then if you think you can handle me.‖ She moved fast, darting away from him and leaping over the metal counters.

Her hand slapped the console to unlock the door and she exited, sprinting. Anthony grinned as he gave her a five second head start. Then he took off after her.

And when he caught her, she was so fucked.

Lexie ran up the hall to the elevator, not really trying to escape Anthony, but, given his suddenly dominant attitude, she wasn‘t just going to roll over and give him her belly—even if she couldn‘t wait until he took her cunt.

He gave her a head start, but it wasn‘t enough, not with his new super speed. He caught her before the elevator, swooping her up with one brawny arm that had grown since his change. She shrieked as he threw her over his shoulder then moaned as his hand slid between her thighs to rub against her wet folds.

She noticed he‘d shed the remains of his clothing before catching her, and she let her fingers trail over his taut buttocks. She still didn‘t understand how he‘d managed it, but somehow her geeky scientist had not only made the change into wolf—with some vamp mojo for extra speed and strength—but he‘d also transitioned into an alpha. Her wolf was beside herself in her mind, yipping and barking about claiming him as their mate.

But Lexie, despite her body and wolf‘s longings, determined he‘d have to pass the same test as the others. If he could best her, then he could have her. She creamed herself at the prospect.

They entered the elevator and Anthony‘s finger slid into her and she gasped as he found her g-spot and stroked it. He withdrew his hand, to her disappointment, and growled.

―What?‖ she murmured.

―They‘re watching.‖ He shifted his weight to balance up on the balls of his feet and a crunching sound filled the cab as Anthony destroyed the camera.

―Frederick won‘t like that.‖

―Frederick can kiss my ass if he wants to see sunlight ever again.‖

Lexie almost giggled. Somehow she didn‘t think Frederick would be as impressed with this new take charge Anthony. She, on the other hand, found his new persona even more titillating than his previously shy and geeky one.

She didn‘t make her move until they reached his apartment. She twisted and flipped herself over his shoulder, landing on her feet. She ran and bounded over the couch before she turned to face him with a grin.

―What are you doing?‖ he barked.

―I have this policy when dealing with male wolves. If you want to have me, first you have to best me.‖

A slow wicked smile spread across his face and he took slow measured steps toward her.

―Sounds like fun. How do I know when I‘ve won?‖

―If you can bite me at the moment of orgasm, marking me, then I‘m yours. But keep in mind, Lycans mate for life. So be very sure before you do this. Once you claim me, there‘s no turning back.‖

Her words didn‘t slow him, but they did make his cock thicken and bob in a distracting manner. ―Perfect. Prepare to become mine.‖

―Cocky geek,‖ she taunted.

―Confident master,‖ he retorted making her knees tremble in a way she‘d never expected any man to accomplish.

In the blink of an eye, he went from almost eight feet away to standing in front of her.

She just managed to evade his hands, dashing into the bedroom. Again though, his speed overtook her and she found herself swept up into his arms, cradled against his chest. She expected him to fling her onto the bed and have his wicked way with her, but instead he headed for the bathroom.

What a letdown.

―What are you doing?‖

―Washing my dinner.‖

Said meal clenched tight. She waited until he put her down in the hot shower before she attempted to escape him again, a failed endeavor, as he caught her before she even set one foot out of the stall. He upended her over his shoulder again, one arm holding her legs firmly as the other spread the lips of her cleft and let the water pour against her sex.

Lexie squealed and pounded at his back and buttocks as he manhandled her with ease.

She‘d already gone past the point of no return, but she still planned to make a good show of it, loving the way he handled her with ease.

They were both dripping wet when he carried them back to the bedroom and squeaky clean. He dumped her on the bed, but before she could spring up, his body covered hers. Lexie moaned at the hot and heavy feel of his form plastered to hers. His mouth clashed with hers in a fiery kiss that sent electric tingles to her cleft.

When she would have twined her arms around his neck, conceding his superior strength, he gathered them in one of his and pushed them above her head. For a moment, she panicked and pulled at her trapped hands, but they didn‘t budge.

Submission to a male was a new thing for Lexie, and to her surprise, it made her cream.

He grunted against her mouth and moved his lips away to rub his unshaven jaw against her skin. ―I can‘t wait to sink into you.‖

―Then what are you waiting for?‖ Lexie gave up fighting. Anthony was who she wanted, and now that the barrier of their species had been torn down, she found herself eager to have him claim her. And to claim him in return.

―You are going to beg me to fuck you,‖

he said before nibbling his way down her neck.

His cocky words made her taunt him.

―Then you‘d better shut up and get to work.‖

He nipped her skin in response and Lexie arched as a jolt of desire shot through her body.

He sucked at her flesh, pulling at the skin, leaving a hickey for sure, but he didn‘t attempt to bite her although he teased her with the edge of his canines. Using his tongue to trace his way, he moved down her body a bit, laving a path between her breasts. He didn‘t let go of her hands as his mouth brushed over her nipples. He blew on them, his warm breath tightening her nubs. Cream pooled in her cleft as he teased her. Around and around, he kept moving, circling her nipples, never quite touching them. Lexie bit her tongue before she begged him to suck them—or even better, bite them.

He did neither. Yanking her hands down, he pinned them to her stomach as he crawled backwards, his chin brushing against her trimmed pubes. Her cleft quivered, anticipation coiling it tight as she waited for him to eat her like he‘d promised. He didn‘t. He pressed his mouth to the soft skin of her thighs, nipping and kissing, left then right.

Lexie panted with need, but she refused to ask. As if sensing her inner war, he chuckled, his warm breath feathering across her moist lips, unleashing an involuntary moan from Lexie.

―Tell me what you want,‖ he murmured, his lips a bare hairsbreadth away from her core.

Lexie clenched her eyes tight, fighting his allure out of pure stubbornness. She shook her head, unwilling to give in so easily.

He flicked his tongue against her clit, a swift, scorching motion that made her cry out.

―Admit you want me to touch you. To lick your sweet pussy until you cum on my tongue.‖

She made the mistake of opening her eyes and gazing down at him. His magnetic blue gaze caught hers and his lips tilted in a seductive grin.

She caved to her needs and the pleasure he promised.

―Make me cum.‖

Apparently those three words were enough. He swiped her with his tongue, a long wet lick that made her shiver from head to toe. He spread her lips and jabbed into her core, lapping at her cream. While his one hand held her own down, a prisoner to his delightful torture, his other roamed freely. He used the pad of his thumb to rub her clit while his mouth sucked and tugged on her lips. Lexie‘s head thrashed and she moaned as he pleasured her. His tongue took the place of his thumb, flicking her clit in a rapid back and forth motion that had her hips bucking. He slid fingers into her sex—one, two, then a tight third. In and out they pumped as his mouth worked her swollen nub.

After the past few days of abstinence, her climax came fast and hard. Anthony grunted with satisfaction as her pelvic muscles clamped his digits tight.

The tremors hadn‘t ceased when he moved, his body covering hers. His hands yanked hers back up above her head in a move meant to show he still held control. She loved it.

He settle himself between her thighs and the tip of his dick rubbed against her cleft. ―Beg me for it,‖ he growled.

Lexie didn‘t play any more games. ―Take me. Fuck me and mark me. Please.‖

With a groan, he thrust his swollen cock into her, triggering aftershocks that had her keening mindlessly.

―Now for my turn,‖ he said.

* * * *

Buried to the hilt in her shuddering moistness, Anthony gritted his teeth not to cum.

Pleasuring her, holding her prisoner and making her beg, all those things combined put him on the edge of his own orgasm. But he well remembered her words. To claim her, and keep her forever, he needed bite her at the moment of orgasm.

With that thought in mind, he moved slowly in her, setting a steady pace. She looked so beautiful and soft beneath him, her cheeks flushed and her lips curved in a sweet smile of pleasure.