Wild Heat (Wilding Pack Wolves 3) - New Adult Paranormal Romance (20 page)

“You’re kidding me, right?” Kaden couldn’t believe Terra was insisting on shooting pictures of him before they got down to the serious business of the day, which was the same business he should have every day—claiming her for his mate.

Of course, that was
his
agenda—he wasn’t planning on leaving this little cottage on the back lot of the River family’s estate without sinking his teeth into her. He’d gotten all the information he needed from Noah about the particulars of the mating ritual. Terra had already submitted to him—all he needed was for her to settle down and stop hopping around him with that camera glued to her face. Then he’d make her scream his name and take her the way only an alpha could take his mate.

She didn’t know any of this… but it was his intention all the same.

“Shut up and be gorgeous,” she said, moving around him and snapping her camera. Then she focused in on his tattoo. The words
Protect
and
Serve
had been marred a little by the bullets that had sprayed his body in the alleyway. It had been less than a day, and his body might have insane healing powers, but he was still pockmarked by the scars. Probably would be for life.

Terra seemed to find them fascinating.

It was turning her on, photographing him nude with all his battle wounds now healed. And her pictures were getting an eyeful of his cock as well, given it was turning him on, too. Which was all to the good, if she would just put the camera away.

“These are private use only, right?” he asked, as he watched her flit around him. “I don’t have to worry about these showing up on the internet, do I?”

She grinned behind her camera, then looked up to intentionally lick her lips. “I’ll save the best ones for when you’re on duty, and I need something to feed my fantasies.”

He growled. The idea of her getting off on pictures of him twisted him around something fierce. “Okay, that’s enough.” He reached out and took her camera, ignoring her pout when he did so. “I’ve got something to feed your fantasies right here.” He pulled her into straddling him on the couch, his cock a rock-hard advertisement for his intentions, even through the barrier of her skinny jeans.

She ground against him, making him groan. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

“And you never will be.” He slipped his hands under her t-shirt to lift it above her head, but she crossed her arms, not cooperating.

“I’m not convinced you’re entirely healed, Kaden Grant.” She had enough stubbornness in her arms folded across her chest that he knew at least part of that concern was real… and not just whatever game she was tormenting him with.

“I know one way to convince you.” He practically launched her into the air by thrusting his hips up. She teetered forward, a grin on her face as her hands landed on his chest. That was more like it.

But she instantly got serious again. “Have you decided what to tell the mayor?”

Ah, so that was it.

“Yes,” Kaden said, letting his voice drop. “I’m going to very politely and very sincerely tell him to fuck right off.”

She smacked his chest.

He grinned.

“I’m serious,” she said.

“So am I.” He adjusted her position on top of him because it was clear they had to talk a bit first, and the way she was grinding on his cock, he would go off long before the main event. And that wasn’t acceptable. In fact, this had to be absolutely the most perfect mating in the history of matings. Terra deserved no less.

“I know you want me to stay on the force, babe,” he started, but she cut him off with a fast kiss that set his wolf humming.

“I want you to be happy,” she said. “I just don’t want you to give up being a police officer because of me.”

“I’m not giving it up because of
you,”
he said. “I’m giving it up because of
me.”

She scowled at him, but it was true.

The news of his white wolf shifting in front of half his division ran like wildfire through the department… along with the news that Julius McGovern, the mayor’s personal friend, was in fact, the notorious Wolf Hunter. That news had rocked city hall until a few hours later when Julius McGovern was discovered dead in his home—he’d taken a bullet to the head
four days ago.
Right around the time that Terra first met with whoever had taken his place, posing as him in order to get close to the mayor’s favorite artist.

That murder, plus the attempt on Terra’s life, made the Wolf Hunter Public Enemy Number One in the Seattle Police Department. And the mayor had personally asked him to head the task force in charge of hunting the bastard down. As the first openly-shifter cop on the force, Kaden supposed it made sense. The mayor had even promised to implement a sweeping set of new policies in the department to ensure that shifters were welcome on the thin blue line that separated the criminal element from the law-abiding people of Seattle.

The only thing was… Kaden had other things to do.

He had a mate to claim. A pack to join. And a new life as a shifter, and possibly a witch, to discover. That single blue-energy bolt from his paw changed
everything
for him. That, and the gorgeous woman who was staring into his eyes with great concern etched on her face.

He smoothed the crease on her brow. “I’m going take that job at Riverwise. I’m going to join my first pack and hunt down the Wolf Hunter with the help of the people who most want him caught. No matter what the mayor says, that’s not the SPD. I can do more good at Riverwise. Plus there’s this little matter of making sure my mate is safe at all times. That’s not something I’ll be able to do if I’m putting in face time at the office, trying to prove the SPD isn’t anti-shifter by being their poster wolf.”

Her shoulders dropped, but he also saw the hint of a smile and the glow on her face when he mentioned keeping her safe. It was important to her, he knew that, but he was dead serious about that—there was no fucking way he was leaving her with anyone else. And not just because the Wolf Hunter was still out there. Because she
belonged
to him.

And it was time to make that official.

“You’re sure about this?” Terra asked one more time.

He took her cheeks in his hands and brought her down for a soft kiss. “Absolutely positive.”

She nodded, and he could feel her approval through the submission bond that bound them together. He was her alpha, and she trusted him to make the right decision. It flushed him with a literal magical energy that had his cock surging to attention again.

He slid his hands from her cheeks to her shirt. “I hope you’re not fond of this.” He shifted his hands to claws—they might not be as razor sharp as Noah’s but they could easily slice through a cotton t-shirt. He shredded it as he pulled it apart at the neck, leaving Terra only in her flimsy bra.

She sucked in a breath, but he knew she liked it.

“The rest of it. Off. Now.” He sliced away her bra, then shifted his hands back to human so he could cup those delicious breasts while her hands worked at the buttons on her pants. He lifted her off him and set her on the floor so she could wriggle out of them. He watched as she undressed for him, deliberately licking his lips like she had before. And because he was dying to taste her.

Her eyes hooded as her pants hit the floor.

He brought her back to straddling him on the couch. His cock was a flagpole now, ready for her in every way. “Ride me, Terra,” he said hoarsely, but when she moved down toward his cock, he stopped her, his hands locked on her hips. “No. Up here.” Then he slid under her until his face was directly below her sex.

She gasped as his tongue made the first kiss. Then she was quickly moaning and clutching at the couch as he worked her sensitive nub. He slipped his fingers in soon after, and in no time she was riding them, clutching his hair, urging him on. His girl was a hot one, wild in the sack every time and every way. It would be a challenge to keep coming up with new ways to take her to that peak and beyond, but he had a lifetime ahead of him to figure it all out.

Her moans turned to shrieks, and she quickly came, her body convulsing around his fingers and quivering against his tongue.

God damn,
he liked making her come.

His cock was screaming to have her, and he wanted to save some for the main event, but he couldn’t resist sliding forward before she could catch her breath and thrusting up deep inside her.

“Holy fuck,”
she whispered as he took her from beneath.

“Oh, yes it is,” he gritted out between his teeth. She was so small and tight, it took him by surprise every damn time. He thrust up again, and soon she had the rhythm of it, bouncing down to meet him, driving him deeper and making him grunt with each stroke. His thumb found her nub again, the spot he’d just finished tormenting with his tongue, and her shrieks started climbing higher and higher.

The pleasure was grinding tight and low in his belly, but he wasn’t letting it loose yet. He had more plans for this than two quick orgasms for her… but that was a damn fine place to start.

“Oh, God, Kaden!” she panted, head tipped back, praying his name as she bounced on his cock. He gave her nub the extra pressure it needed to rocket her over the edge. Her screams satisfied something male and primal and deep inside him, in a way even his own pleasure never could. She was
his.
She had surrendered to
him.
And she was floating on an ecstasy high because of it.

When her shrieks settled into pants again, he gripped her hips and slammed her hard down on his cock… and held her there. Then he curled up, staying buried deep, and held her close, one hand on the small of her back to keep her joined with him, the other at the back of her head to pull her in for a kiss. A soft, gentle kiss that spoke of all his tangled feelings for her—the worship, the love, the hot, tight feeling of need she brought out in him every moment he was near her.

“I want you,” Kaden whispered against her lips.

“You
have
me,” she replied, a little exasperated as if he couldn’t have her any more deeply than he did at that moment.

Oh, but he could.

“I claim you for my mate, Terra Wilding,” he breathed, his heart spilling out in his words. “I will make you mine. Forever.”

She gasped, and her eyelids fluttered at the ancient words. They were primal, too, like all the feelings he had for her. He lifted her off his cock, instantly missing the feeling of her tight and warm around him, but he needed her on her hands and knees to do this right.

“Right now?” she gasped.

“Yes, right now,” he said as he turned her in his lap and pressed her forward, so she would fall on her hands and knees, her beautiful rear-end enticingly up in the air. He bent over her, sweeping the hair from where it cascaded over her back and whispering, “Now and always. You are
mine.”

Then he took her from behind, the way he’d been dreaming of from the start.

Kaden filled her, hard and fast.

He seemed to know just how she liked it, even when she didn’t know herself.

His control loosened, and she felt his grunts as much as heard them, through the pounding of his cock and the hard grip of his hands on her hips. He’d already brought her to climax twice, but every part of her was quivering with anticipation. Would he take her this time, truly take her as a mate?

Her pleasure ramped up as he slid forward, winding his fingers in her hair, gripping it hard and pulling her head back. A minute ago, she was riding him like the world’s most decadent horse, but now he was riding her…
hard…
and it was hotter than anything she’d ever felt. His rock-hard cock was owning her. His strong hands were commanding her. And soon enough, his hard-breathing grunts leaned down toward her exposed neck, his fangs out and grazing her flesh.

Oh God yes.

His thrusts gained even more power, racing her toward a climax that was going to shatter everything that she was—break her apart so she could be put back together as a new woman.

A mated female.

With the strongest alpha she had ever met.

“You are
mine.”
The words were barely out of his mouth before he sank his fangs into her. The pain shoved her right over the edge, the climax rippling through and whiting out any and all thoughts she had beyond the pulsing pleasure in her body and the searing heat of his magic. It started as twin fountains of burning hot pleasure—one between her legs, the other where his fangs had clamped onto her flesh—and it quickly spread throughout her body, setting her on fire and flushing her with more pleasure than she’d ever known. He was still riding her, still pumping her, but when the magic filtered through every cell in her body, turning her more fully alive than she’d ever been, he reached his climax and roared through his bite, still buried deep and pulsing inside her. She felt his seed fill her and wished for a moment that she actually had been fertile at that moment… so she could start building a family with this magnificent man and beast.

Kaden stayed deep inside her through his climax, then released her from his bite.

His breathing was so ragged, he didn’t speak, just pulled out of her, then pulled her back to his chest, bringing her with him as he rocked back and lay down prone on the couch again.