When Lust Rules Page 5

  Chapter Five

  “What do you mean?”

  Luken released his hold on her and took a step back. With this new piece of information he now had to really wonder about who was in the woods the other night. But for her to understand that he’d caught a man’s scent he was going to have to let her know how that was possible. A normal jealous ex-lover was one thing. An ex-husband who was involved in drug running had connections and was a hell of a lot more dangerous.

  Getting to know her better before telling her about his other side seemed to go out the window. But even though he couldn’t say he knew everything there was to know about her, for some reason he knew he could trust her. It was a deep-down thought on a whole different level. Something that he just felt. And it was time to start trusting his instincts.

  “I had hoped we could’ve gotten to know each other a little better before I had to explain this to you.” Luken watched her reactions close. She frowned. “Now wait. Like I said, it’s nothing that’s bad per se.”

  “I’m really confused. If it isn’t bad why are you still beating around the bush?”

  Luken ran a hand through his hair. “I’m trying to figure out where to start.”

  Julie crossed her arms in front of her chest. “How about at the beginning?”

  Here goes nothing. “You remember I told you I hadn’t called because things were complicated?”

  “Yeah.”

  “It has to do with what I am about to tell you. But you need to know I went back and forth over getting involved with you because of this. But I just couldn’t stay away from you. I really like you, Julie, and I didn’t want to mess with your emotions.”

  Her arms dropped and she released a frustrated sigh. “Just say it.”

  “I’m a werewolf.”

  She blinked a few times and then started laughing. He watched as she full out busted a gut and gripped the counter. Her face turned red as she continued chuckling. Most likely she thought he was nuts. But hey, at least she wasn’t screaming at him to leave.

  Julie took in a few deep breaths as she brought her laughter under control. “You had me going for a minute. I was so afraid you were going to tell me something horrid. You have a wicked sense of humor though.” She stood tall and released a few more giggles.

  Great. She thought he was playing a joke. “Julie, I’m serious. It’s not a joke. I’m a werewolf.”

  Her remaining mirth disappeared as her brow began to furrow in confusion. “Wait. You really think you’re a werewolf? Like howl at the moon and fur and fangs and all that?”

  “Yep.”

  And there’s the look of concern-horror he expected. Now she thought him nuts.

  “You weren’t joking?”

  “Nope.”

  “But that’s impossible. Luken, I don’t know what to say. If you really believe that, then you need to find a doctor or something.”

  Luken sighed. He didn’t want it to happen this way, but what the hell. He pulled his shirt over his head. “Julie, don’t be afraid.”

  Her eyes went wide as her gaze caressed his newly bared flesh. “Wait. What are you doing?”

  “I’m going to prove it to you, but remember I won’t hurt you.” His hand went to his zipper as he toed off his shoes.

  She pushed farther back into the countertop as if she were trying to retreat even though she could go no farther. “Luken. Please listen to me. I’ll call a doctor or take you to the hospital, but you have to stop.”

  He gave a half laugh. “I’m not having a psychotic break, Julie.” He dropped his jeans to the floor. Her gaze moved lower and as she studied his body. That familiar sweetness began to lace her scent. His cock twitched beneath his boxer briefs. Even though her scent still held that bitter trace of fear, it was now being overrun by her arousal. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down.

  She yelped and slapped her hand over her eyes. “Luken, please put your clothes back on.”

  “Uncover your eyes, Julie. You’re going to want to see this.”

  “No. I mean…I wanted to see it…but no…I don’t want to see it, not like this.”

  He laughed. “I wasn’t talking about my cock, Julie. But I’m glad to know you wanted to see it.”

  Her hand dropped as she gasped. “Now wait. I didn’t mean—”

  He started his shift the moment she turned her gaze back on him. His bones began to rearrange themselves as light shimmered around him. Fur replaced skin as his canines became long and sharp. A low rumbling growl escaped his lips as he let his inner animal stretch and flex its claws.

  “Holy shit!” Julie hopped up onto the counter, trying to escape.

  Any trace of arousal was gone from her scent and was replaced by the bitterness of fear. He didn’t want her frightened of him. He moved forward slowly, hoping she would touch him and see that he wasn’t a threat.

  “Nice doggie. Stay!”

  Doggie? Really? He would have to talk to her about that when he changed back. He proceeded forward.

  She jumped to her feet, moving into the corner of the cabinets. “Please.” She squeezed her eyes shut. “I must be dreaming.”

  Luken stood on his hind legs and placed his front paws on the counter. He hated the whimper that left her full pouty lips. He traced his tongue over her ankle.

  She whimpered again. “Please don’t bite me.”

  He continued to lick her and he finally felt the tension start to leave her muscles.

  “Luken?” She whispered his name in disbelief.

  He raised his head and looked up at her face. Realization shined in her pale-blue eyes. Little by little the bitter scent left her, replaced by the lovely lilac scent he’d come to crave. She slid down slowly into a crouched position, extending her hand slowly toward his head. He remained still, not wanting to scare her. Her delicate hand brushed against the top of his head. Without thought he closed his eyes and leaned into her touch as she moved her hand to the side of his face.

  “I can’t believe it. You’re really a werewolf.”

  Ah, acceptance. Luken let the wolf slip away and on a shimmer of light returned to his human form. Julie’s hand remained on his cheek as she stared down at him. He could see the awe and wonder in her eyes. What would it be like to be in her shoes? Being born a werewolf, he had no idea how to relate to the discovery she now faced. A whole existence outside her normal little bubble.

  “I can’t believe this. This is crazy.” Julie traced her hand through his long hair. “It’s all starting to come together now. You really did growl at Mark that night. And you’ve done it again since then.”

  A huff of laughter escaped his lips. “Yeah. I’m usually better at controlling it, but around you…it’s hard.” Controlling his instincts wasn’t the only thing that was hard. His cock pulsed as Julie continued to run her fingers through his hair.

  “I have so many questions, and I’m not even sure where to start.”

  He straightened from his crouched position and made his way toward his pants on the floor. Talking would be best. He needed to ask her more about her ex and let her know about the danger. Luken wondered if maybe she would consider staying in his den for a little while. At least until they knew if there was an actual threat. Her gaze on his body had him halting his movements. He inhaled a deep breath and released it on a sigh. “So sweet.”

  Her gaze came away from his bare chest and held his. Desire-laden lids fell to half-mast. Forget the pants. He couldn’t help but think how beautifully she wore the flush of desire on her skin. Without thought he crossed back over to her, standing between her spread legs as she took a seat on the countertop. She smiled and he reached out and cupped her face in his hand. He lifted a brow in question.

  She giggled. “I get it now. You were taking in my scent.”

  “When?”

  “Last night when you walked past me. I was afraid I stunk or something.”

  Luken chuckled. “No. You’ve never stunk to me. Alt
hough I have to say I really like the sweetness that laces your scent when you’re turned-on.”

  Julie smiled as she placed her hands on his shoulders. “And what do I smell like?”

  He moved in, breathing his answer across her lips. “Lilacs. But right now that scent is laced with a sweet honey. It’s so thick I can nearly taste it. I want to taste it.”

  He swallowed down her moan as he pressed his mouth to hers, pushing his tongue past the seam of her full lips. The sexy glide of her tongue had his own arousal climbing. He wanted to possess this woman—make sweet love to her for hours on end. Her fingers fisted in his hair and he let loose a growl into the depths of her mouth as he gripped her by the nape and angled her head to deepen the kiss.

  With every wondrous stroke she drove him to a new level of hunger. What if she was his mate? What if all it would take was his bite to make her fully his? He pushed the thoughts away as his hands gripped her thighs, pushing her dress up while pulling her pelvis against his. The silken material of her panties rubbed against his cock and he couldn’t hold back his moan. The fabric was damp with her arousal.

  She tore her mouth away from his. “Yes!”

  Luken slid his hands up farther, over the curve of her hips to grip her ass firmly. “Show me those beautiful breasts.”

  With shaky fingers Julie undid the buttons at the top of her dress. As she pulled the material apart his teeth sank into his bottom lip. Her white lace bra didn’t do much to hide the rosy tips of her nipples. Her fingers traced a slow path over the tops of her plump breasts, a sensual caress that brought her fingers to the front closure of her bra.

  “Damn, you’re sexy.”

  With a flick of her fingertips her bra popped open and he didn’t waste any time leaning in to capture one pert nipple in his mouth. Her hands returned to his hair and she gasped and moaned as he set to work. Her skin was soft against his lips. He sucked and teased her nipple, listening to the sensual sounds she released and learning what brought her the most pleasure. His dick ached to be buried inside her. The moist heat, barred by that wisp of material, taunted him.

  She arched her hips, lifting her bottom off the counter, and Luken took advantage of the movement, slipping the panties down and tossing them over his shoulder. Damn, he wanted to fuck her so badly, but he wouldn’t rush this first time with her. And the only way to not slip inside that creamy tight sheath was to not put his dick anywhere near it yet.

  He slid his hands back up her thighs, loving the soft skin under his palms. He traced a finger through her wet slit and smiled as she whimpered, wiggling her hips to make more contact.

  “Please, Luken.”

  “Please what?” He lightly ran a finger over her pussy again, this time making sure to flick her clit. He watched her face, mesmerized by her passion.

  She sank her teeth into her lower lip then released it, holding his gaze. “Make me come.”

  “I thought you’d never ask.”

  The need to taste her sweet cream had him trailing kisses down her abdomen. She spread her legs, placing her feet on the edge of the counter. Beautiful. It was all he could think as he looked at her passion-flushed skin. The bottom of her dress hiked up, the top gaping open. Her nipples were red and pert, glistening from his earlier kisses. The whole picture in front of him was hot and so right on so many levels. He had a feeling sex would never be tame between the two of them.

  Luken lowered the rest of the way and spread her pretty labia with his thumbs. His mouth watered for his first taste of this lovely pussy. He laved her slow from bottom to top, her essence coating his tongue was such a pure delicacy. Her long moan was followed by a quick intake of breath. It was all the encouragement he needed.

  He sucked her clit into his mouth, growling as she began to pant, and then switched to licking the bundle of nerves with determined strokes. She tasted so good. When she started rocking her hips against his mouth he thought he would come on the spot. She was wild in her passion. Never before had he nearly lost his seed from merely eating a woman. But this woman—damn—everything seemed to be going beyond normal and right into fucking-awesome territory.

  Luken pushed a finger into her slick quim and loved the way the tight sheath squeezed his digit. He wanted to bury his cock deep within her—wanted to feel that silken pussy fisting his dick. He nipped at her clit. She gasped. He sucked it into his mouth and finger-fucked her as she began to scream in ecstasy.

  “Yes! Luken! Oh God, don’t stop.”

  Her cunt spasmed around his finger and moisture rolled from her pussy. He didn’t stop the flicks of his tongue against her, wanting to prolong her orgasm as long as possible. A growl tore from his lips and his cock twitched. He pulled away from her, as his own want climbed to a dangerous level. His wolf was right under the surface, telling him to take the woman in front of him. To fuck her so hard and thoroughly that no man before him would even remain in her memory.

  He stood quickly, gripping his cock and rubbing the head against her slick pussy as his lips sought hers. The kiss was powerful, laced with the flavor of her passion and the wine from dinner. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she pulled at him, trying to fuse their bodies. He knew there was no reason to be concerned over a condom. His kind didn’t carry disease and he couldn’t get her pregnant since she wasn’t a werewolf. She didn’t know that, but it didn’t seem as if she cared much at the moment either.

  “Don’t worry about disease or pregnancy. I can’t give you either,” he said in a throaty whisper as he broke away from her lips.

  “Yeah. Good.” Julie gripped the back of his neck and pulled him back to her.

  He took possession of her mouth and pushed his cock home. He growled as sensation flooded him. Her pussy was so tight and wet. She squeezed him with her inner muscles and he moaned, releasing her mouth.

  “I need to fuck you hard, but I don’t want to hurt you.” He didn’t even recognize his own voice. His wolf laced his words with a rough rasp and his muscles tensed with the need to move inside her and find his own glorious release.

  “I won’t break, Luken. Please.”

  He gripped her hips as he drove his cock into her. Flesh met flesh with a satisfying slap. Her wetness coated his dick and ran down his balls as he fucked her. The sounds she released had him increasing the speed. Each pump of his hips had her beautiful tits bouncing. Julie tilted her head back on a low moan, arching her back.

  Luken took one pert nipple into his mouth and sucked it fiercely. She cried out as her pussy spasmed, releasing warm cream. Her tight sheath squeezed his cock and he felt the pressure rise in his balls. The bliss-filled climax was in reach, but he wouldn’t go without her. She was so damn close. He could feel it in the way her inner muscles trembled. Could hear it in her erratic breaths. With purpose he slammed his dick deep and rotated his hips, grinding against her clit.

  She screamed as her slick quim fisted his cock. He couldn’t hold his release back any longer. Not with that pretty pussy milking him. He released her nipple with a shout as he pumped hot cum into her. His climax rode through the muscles of his body hard. He released one of her hips as he leaned farther into her, gripping the counter. Never had an orgasm rocked him to this point.

  His head pitched forward and he placed gentle kisses on her chest and neck. When he pulled back and looked at her face, it stole his breath. Her pouty lips were red and swollen, parted by her quickened breaths. Her skin still held that slight-red tint that came from a good fucking. Easily she was the sexiest and most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on.

  Chapter Six

  Julie splashed water on her face a few times then reached for the hand towel on the rack. She looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she dried the drops from her face. Her skin still held the heat of passion. Passion unlike anything she’d felt before. Her pussy tingled and she squeezed her thighs together as her lids slid closed, the memory of Luken moving inside her sweeping through her body.

  Damn, she could nearl
y come again just on the vision alone. Her eyes opened. But she didn’t need the memory. Not now anyways, because the sexy werewolf was still in her living room.

  Werewolf?

  She turned toward the doorway that led into her bedroom, her fingers working quickly to right the buttons lining the front of her dress. How in the hell was this even possible? She had a freaking werewolf in her home. Her hand rose to cover her mouth as a giddy laugh threatened to escape. A sexy fucking werewolf.

  She needed to get back out there. Julie had excused herself to freshen up and had walked back to her room on shaky legs in the aftermath of the best sex she’d ever had. She’d only needed a minute to come to grips with this new reality. So many questions.

  One last glance in the mirror let her know that she looked like the freshly fucked woman she felt like. Her hands came up and she smoothed her hair as best as possible and then swiped at the underside of her eyes to remove any makeup smudges. It would have to do for now.

  She exited the room and made her way to where Luken waited, thinking she was prepared for the talk she knew was coming. Damn if she wasn’t prepared though. Her gaze fell on him and he smiled. He sat on the middle seat of her black sofa, his bare arms stretched out along its back. His dark hair flowed loose around his bare shoulders. The golden skin of his chest taunted her. Already she could feel the familiar heaviness in her breasts.

  Her gaze slid down, taking in the hard contours of his chest and abs. Without thought she bit into her lower lip. Things had been rushed earlier, fueled by both of their needs being denied too long. But now she found herself wanting to trace each chiseled line with her tongue. The fly of his pants remained open and she could see wisps of dark hair that let her know his shirt wasn’t the only thing he hadn’t put back on.

  “Looking at me like that is going to land you on your back with me planted between those sexy thighs of yours.”

  Her pussy quivered. “And what if that’s where I want you?”

  He growled. She creamed as she repressed a moan. It was so damn sexy when he did that.