The recruit book five, p.4
The Recruit (Book Five), page 4
Her pussy isn’t wet.
His wolf was annoyed by that, but he was stupidly relieved. Considering she’d been flirting with various puny humans all night, he would have thought she’d be at least a little aroused. She wasn’t, though, not one bit. He knew what her arousal smelled like. She was covered in it whenever he got close to her - and Jesus, how much more difficult was it to ignore his lust for her when he could smell her wet pussy – and he hadn’t smelled her arousal at all tonight. It was the only thing stopping his wolf from tearing apart the men she was flirting with.
He’d overheard her talking to the vampire about her plan to fuck a human tonight, and anger had rocketed through him. He’d let it fill him up as he stomped down the hallway toward her, let it be the only thing she smelled on him.
He’d lingered in the hallway after he left them and heard her confession that she hadn’t mated since turning, and she’d almost lost control the one time she’d tried. He’d immediately wanted to take her back to his apartment, strip her naked, and fuck her hard. She wouldn’t have to worry about losing control with him. She could bite and scratch and scream her pleasure as he took her repeatedly.
She’s mine. Only mine, his wolf suddenly snarled before making another attempt to take control.
He pushed it back and rubbed a hand across his face. Fuck, his wolf was completely obsessed with the half-breed, and it was driving him mad. The continual effort to suppress his wolf, to stop it from trying to mate with Miranda, was starting to take its toll.
He was forgetting what his true objective was. If he didn’t figure out a way to get his wolf to stop lusting after Miranda, his alpha would skin him alive and use his fur as a fucking rug. If Anden even suspected that he wanted to mate with a half-breed, he’d –
His wolf snarled again, and he snapped his gaze back to Miranda. A human – some idiot with a pierced lip and stupid gelled back hair – was dancing with her. He rubbed her hips and pulled her ass snugly against his crotch. He ground his dick against her, and when Miranda didn’t object – she was, in fact, giving him a flirtatious little grin over her shoulder – Ryder stood up so quickly he knocked his chair over.
Chen’s hand dipped under his jacket and curled around the handle of his sword as he stared around the club. “What is it?”
“Nothing,” Ryder said. “I need some fresh air. I’ll be back shortly.”
He crossed the too-hot, too-loud club and pushed past the people crowded near the front door. Too many people were standing outside the front of the club, his nose wrinkled at their smell, and he walked around the side and down the alley.
The smell of garbage was thick and unpleasant, but he moved further into the alley until darkness hid him. He leaned against the cool brick of the building and stared up at the moon. It would be full in another couple of weeks, and he was already dreading the hunt. Hunting with Miranda would be dangerous, but he couldn’t hunt alone. He needed to make friends with Will and get him to trust him, and hunting together was one of the easiest ways to gain his trust. Will, Hannah and Miranda would hunt together on the night of the full moon, and they would expect him to join them. He had no choice. He –
A door on the side of the building opened, and in the brief flash of light, he saw her red hair. He groaned inwardly and sunk deeper into the shadows. Even with the overwhelming smell of garbage, he could smell her scent, and his wolf made a howl that was half anger and half need.
“You ready to feel good, sweet thing?” The idiot human asked.
Her low, husky laugh drifted to him, and Ryder clenched his fists when the human pushed her up against the wall and bent his head to her neck. As he kissed her smooth skin with wet sucking sounds, Ryder’s wolf howled again and surged forward, breaking through the barrier and taking control.
His eyes glowing a bright jade, Ryder stalked toward the human who dared to touch what belonged to him.
“Miranda? Are you sure?” Olivia frowned at her.
Miranda leaned in, pressing her mouth against Olivia’s ear so she would hear her over the pounding beat of the music.
“I’m sure. He’s cute, right?”
“I guess.”
The guy gave her a light slap on the ass, and she held her hand up in a ‘one minute’ gesture.
“What if you lose control?” Olivia asked.
“I won’t. If the instructors ask where I am, tell them I’m puking in the bathroom, and you’ll check on me in a couple of minutes.”
Olivia wrinkled her nose. “Have you had that much to drink?”
“Nah, but they don’t know that. It’ll be fine. I’ll be back in five minutes.”
“If it only takes five minutes, he’s not doing it right,” Olivia said solemnly.
Miranda laughed as the man tugged on her arm. “Yeah, I know. I’ll be back. Just cover for me, okay?”
“Okay.” Olivia gave her an anxious look as Miranda followed her soon-to-be booty call off the dance floor.
Miranda, what are you doing?
She ignored her inner voice and took his hand as he led her through the crowd. She glanced at the instructor’s table. Mannie was staring intently at Olivia, Selena and Chen hadn’t noticed she’d left the dance floor – at least she didn’t think Chen had, it was difficult to tell with him – and Ryder was nowhere in sight.
Her human side breathed a sigh of relief. Her wolf side made an undignified whine. She’d spent most of the night drinking, dancing, and avoiding being close to Ryder. She would spend most of her training with him being humiliated repeatedly because he would smell her lust for him. She didn’t need him smelling it during her one night away from the goddamn facility.
The guy pushed open the exit door, and she followed him into the alley. The smell of garbage was almost overwhelming, and she resisted covering her nose as the man grinned at her. “You ready to feel good, sweet thing?”
She made herself laugh, hoping it sounded more natural than it felt, as the guy pushed her up against the wall and kissed her neck. It was wet and sloppy, and his piercing was bugging her skin. She closed her eyes and tried to make herself feel something for him.
You don’t even know his name, and you’re letting him feel you up in an alley stinking of garbage. What is wrong with you?
There was nothing wrong with her. She had needs and – she smelled Ryder’s scent a second before she heard his angry growl, and the human was ripped away from her with a startled yelp.
Ryder threw the human against the building across the alley. The man staggered to his feet, rubbing his arm and giving Ryder an angry look.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, man? I don’t even know you, I don’t even… what the fuck? Are your eyes…glowing?”
Ryder growled again, a low, angry sound rising from his chest, making goosebumps appear across her skin. Her eyes widened as the seams of Ryder’s t-shirt ripped. He stalked across the alley toward the human.
Oh shit.
Without thinking, she leaped onto Ryder’s back and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his thick throat. She’d excelled at hand-to-hand combat training and applied the chokehold that Mannie had taught her as Ryder made a strangled noise of rage.
“What the fuck?” Her booty-call partner whispered. He stared at Ryder, and Miranda squeezed harder as she glared at the human.
“Get out of here. Go!”
The human didn’t hesitate. He turned and ran out of the alley without looking back.
Some fucking Prince Charming he turned out to be.
Ryder made a choking noise, and she released him and jumped gracefully to the ground. He turned toward her, and a soft whine of submission slipped from her throat.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she said.
She backed away as Ryder stalked toward her. His eyes were glowing bright jade, and a thick beard covered his lower jaw.
“You were-were flipping out. You were gonna shift and kill him. I had no choice.” Her ass hit the brick wall, and she cast her eyes downward as Ryder rested his hands on the wall on either side of her head. She was trapped, and her wolf whined eagerly as the scent of autumn and apples filled her nose.
“I was not going to shift,” he growled.
“You were,” she muttered defiantly.
“Do you think I’m like you, little wolf? A half-breed who has no control over their wolf side?”
She glared up at him, her desire to submit to him replaced with red-hot anger. “Fuck you! I have control! You were the one growling and growing a goddamn beard in front of a human.”
He bared his fangs at her, and she stared at the ground again. Fuck, she hated that she wanted to submit to him, but she kind of liked it, too, if her suddenly wet pussy was any indication.
“I know what you were going to do with him,” Ryder said. “It’s against the rules.”
“No, it isn’t. It’s against the rules to fuck other recruits and instructors. There’s nothing in the rules about fucking -”
He growled loudly, and she glared at him. “You know what? We aren’t at the facility, and you have no right to tell me what to do. Get away from me.”
“You are not fucking a human tonight.”
“I’ll fuck a human if I want to,” she said. “It’s my night off, and you can’t stop me.”
She tried to duck under his arm, gasping when he grabbed her arms and pulled them over her head. He pinned them against the wall with one big hand and grinned at her.
“You’re an asshole,” she snarled.
“You’re not fucking a human.”
“I am. I am, and you can’t -”
“What if you lose control?”
She swallowed and tried not to notice how her breasts almost touched his hard chest. “I-I won’t.”
“You almost did before. What makes this different?”
Colour infused her cheeks. “You were eavesdropping?”
He didn’t even have the decency to look embarrassed. “Perhaps you should lower your voice when speaking to your friends about your sex life.”
“I hate you!” she spat.
“The feeling is mutual.”
Her fangs dropped, and she bared them at him as her eyes glowed. He grinned at her. “You’re just proving my point about not keeping control when you want to fuck someone.”
“I don’t want to fuck you.”
Huh, that almost sounded true, even to her. She lost ten of the mental points she scored herself when he leaned in and licked her neck. Her nipples tightened, wetness flooded her pussy, and a low moan slipped out.
“I can smell how wet you are for me, little wolf,” Ryder whispered into her ear. “Wet and ready for my cock.”
Now she could smell his arousal. She swallowed hard. “You-you’re turned on too.”
“A little,” he said. “My wolf is not as picky as I am about who it mates with.”
She glared at him. “You’re such an asshole. Let go of me.”
“So that you can find another human to try to fuck? I don’t think so. You’ll lose control, and we’ll be stuck trying to explain to a human why you suddenly grew fangs and bit him.”
He leaned closer and sucked on her earlobe. “That’s what you want to do, isn’t it? Bite and scratch while you fuck?”
“No,” she whispered. “No, I don’t want that. I’m not a-a monster.”
“But you will bite. You will scratch. You’ll tear a human to pieces if you try to fuck them.”
“I won’t,” she insisted. “I have better control.”
His big hand cupped her left breast, and she moaned, her back arching as he brushed his thumb over her hard nipple. Too quickly, he moved his hand to her abdomen and rested it there.
“I have an idea, little wolf.” His fingers traced the button on her jeans. “If you can prove that you won’t lose control when you come, I’ll let you fuck any human you want this evening.”
“I – what do you mean?”
He still held her arms above her head in a hard grip, and she pulled experimentally. His hand tightened, holding her captive, and pleasure trickled down her spine.
His free hand popped the button on her jeans and pulled down the zipper. She should have been stopping him, should have been kicking and biting and scratching to be free. Instead, she parted her legs and made a low, eager whine when he slid his hand into her panties. He touched the soft curls at the top of her pussy.
“I’m going to make you come. If you keep control, then you can fuck a human. Do we have a deal?”
“I – it’s against the rules for instructors to fuck the recruits.”
“Who said I was going to fuck you?” His fingers brushed against her hot, swollen clit, and she cried out with pleasure.
“So wet, little wolf,” he whispered into her ear.
“Please fuck me, Ryder.” She’d never sounded so needy before and might have been embarrassed if she wasn’t so horny. If Ryder didn’t fuck her, she’d lose her mind.
“I can’t.” There was obvious disappointment in his tone, and it spurred her lust higher. Knowing he did want to fuck her and was upset that he couldn’t made her feel wanted and powerful.
“You can,” she whispered. “I won’t say anything. I promise. No one will know.”
He shook his head, and she growled at him. A grin broke across his face. “Such a temper, little wolf.”
“No, I’m just…oh fuck!”
He rubbed her clit with firm circles, and she completely forgot her anger. The need consumed her fully, and she writhed and squirmed against his hand as he moved her relentlessly toward her climax.
“Oh, oh, oh.” High pitched growls and whines mixed in with moans spilled from her mouth. She could feel her need to shift deepening, competing with her need to come. Her fangs grew larger, and her nails turned to claws.
She was so close to coming, so close to shifting, both urges surging inside of her as Ryder rubbed and stroked and circled. His low voice broke through the haze of lust.
“Come for me, little wolf.”
He pressed against her, she felt his hard cock against her hip, and it threw her over the edge. As her climax washed over her, she turned her head and sank her fangs deep into Ryder’s arm through the fabric of his shirt. He growled in pain but kept rubbing her clit. She got a taste of his warm and spicy blood, and it brought both pleasure and horror.
She tore her mouth away, ripping his shirt sleeve a little, as the last of her orgasm pulsed through her. She licked her lips and stared up at him in mute horror. He was rubbing his dick against her hip, but at the look on her face, he stopped and released her arms.
She rubbed her mouth compulsively with her hand as she stared at the blood seeping through his shirt. She couldn’t see her bite, but the amount of blood guaranteed it was more than a goddamn nip.
“I-I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t mean….”
“You did,” he said. “You meant to do it, wanted to do it, which is why you can never sleep with a human. Do you understand?”
He was still cupping her pussy, and she tugged at his arm. “Please, I don’t…can you….”
He pulled his hand free, and she zipped and buttoned her jeans before covering her face with her hands. “Oh my God. I bit you. I bit you and I,” she stared at fingernails that were still mostly claws, “I would have scratched you if my hands were free. I’m a freak.”
Hot tears wanted to spill down her cheeks, and she blinked them back fiercely. She would not cry in front of a Lycan who hated her.
Ryder was frowning at her. “Miranda, you’re not a freak. It’s normal for -”
“I don’t want to talk to you about this. At all.” She slid away from him toward the front of the alley. “I’m going back into the club.”
“You can’t sleep with a human,” Ryder repeated.
She laughed bitterly. “You think I don’t know that now? I’d probably tear their throat out or something. Don’t worry, Sir, you’ve proven your point about half-breeds.”
“Miranda -”
“I want to leave. Please let me leave.”
Something in his face twisted, and he nodded. “Go back to the club through the front doors. I’ll follow you in a few minutes.”
Her gaze skittered to his arm. “Your arm is still bleeding.”
“It’ll heal.”
“I’m sorry.” She turned and ran down the alley.
CHAPTER 4
“Hi, baby. Hi, sweet baby,” Selena cooed to Gavin before kissing his forehead. He made a disgruntled cry, and she stood up and held him against her chest before walking back and forth in Will and Hannah’s living room.
She jiggled him when he fussed and smiled at Hannah. “He’s fine.”
Hannah sank back on the couch and put her feet on the small coffee table. “Thanks, Selena. It’s not that I don’t love having a baby attached to me for seventeen hours a day, but it’s nice to have a break.”
Selena laughed. “I can imagine.”
“You look pretty good with a baby,” Hannah said. “You and Reid ever talk about kids?”
“Yep. We both want a couple of kids. Whether that happens or not….” Selena shrugged. “Our jobs don’t make it easy, plus I’d prefer to be married first.”
She paused. “Wait, not that you have to be married to have kids or anything.”
Hannah laughed and studied the ring on her finger. “Will and I did kind of do everything backwards. I thought it would be simple to start planning the wedding after the baby was born, but holy shit, I underestimated how much work a baby is.”
“Not a lot of sleep, huh?” Selena said.
“Not really, but Lycans don’t need much sleep, so I’m probably doing okay on the lack of sleep thing. It’s just a big change. A good change, but still a bit stressful. It’s better now that I can leave him with Mom for a few hours.”
“I thought I saw your mom at the facility last night,” Selena said.
