Pack Alpha

Chapter Three

Marissa felt her back meet the grass as Gage laid her down. His weight quickly covered her, sending electric currents through her body.

His eyes met hers briefly before he reclaimed her mouth. This kiss wasn’t as forceful as the last, but more coaxing. As if he was trying to get her body to trust his. Her body didn’t care about trust—it just wanted him hard and fast.

When his mouth started to trail down, she took the opportunity to pull off his torn shirt. She yanked the remaining material from his body. He sat up between her legs and she felt his gaze burn into her as he slowly lifted the T-shirt she had dressed in earlier. He had more control, more patience than she did, and when Marissa raised her hand to help, he slapped it away.

“Mine,” he growled at her.

Marissa tried to close her legs in hope of relieving the ache between them, but he only spread his knees wider moving her legs with him. If she had been naked, she would have been spread out wide for him. The way she wanted to be.

“Gage. Now. Please now.”

He bent his head and smiled at her. “Giving the Alpha orders, little one?” He ran his tongue over the silky cup of her bra. “You shall be punished for that.”

When he licked one hard nipple through the silk, Marissa’s body jerked. “Oh please.”

Running his teeth over the opening clasp of her bra, he chuckled. “You will beg, little one. Before I am finished, you will beg.” He used his teeth to tear open her bra.

Marissa thought she might explode right there when his hot moist mouth covered her nipple. She lifted her hands to the back of his head to hold him to her. Her body screamed for more.

Without removing his mouth, he grabbed her hands and placed them over her head. “Keep your hands there,” he told her before moving to the other breast and nipple.

Marissa tried—she really did—but when his body started moving down hers, her hands automatically to his shoulders. Gage growled and nipped at her wrist. The sharp pain had her gasping and arching into him at the same time. He placed her hands back over her head and gave her a stern look, before trailing his tongue down her body.

Liquid fire slid over her, around her, and in her. Marissa desperately tried to grab onto anything to keep her hands still. Clawing at the grass and dirt, she dug her hands in, trying to anchor herself. She’d never felt this hot, this needy. He was torturing her.

Skipping the cotton shorts she wore, Gage slowly brought one of her legs up and ran his tongue behind her knee. Her moans told him what she liked. He followed the path from her knee to the edge of her shorts.

“Yes. Yes,” she repeated over and over, her head moving from side to side.

Gage slowly started to peel the shorts off. The crotch was wet and he paused to smell.

“Little wolf is dripping for me,” he said, his husky voice in contrast to his slow exploration. He wanted her, she knew that. But he was taking his sweet time.

“Yes. Yes, I am,” she admitted.

He pulled her shorts all the way off and threw them behind him. With a gentle touch, he ran one finger over the crotch of silk panties. The only barrier left on her. “Wet. So wet and hot.”

Leaning over, he closed his mouth over the silk and sucked. Then, with a quick yank, removed them.

“Oh. God. Oh. Please.” Marissa moved her legs together to hold him in place.

Pressing both hands on her thighs, he opened them back up. “Do you not have any control over your body?” he teased. “Hold still.”

Hold still? Was he joking? She was going to go insane.

He pulled away from her enough for her to see him.

“Don’t stop!” she demanded, desperate to feel him inside her.

Lifting that elegant eyebrow, Gage gave her an annoyed look. “Orders again? You just can’t help yourself, can you?”

Before she could respond, Marissa found herself flipped and on all fours. She dug her hands and knees into the ground. “Yes. I mean, no. I mean…please just take me.”

Marissa felt his arousal through his rough jean material as he leaned his body over hers. “Is this what you want?”

“Yes. Oh please, yes.”

Gage’s hand left her, and he released himself from the confines of his jeans. He ran his hands down her flank and over her curves, pressing his naked body against hers. Marissa almost yowled in pleasure.

Marissa arched for him. If she could just get him inside… She started to reach back with one hand.

“No. Don’t move,” he ordered.

She screamed in frustration, but he only laughed at her.

“No control.” Placing a kiss in the small of her back, he pulled away again.

Marissa turned her head to complain and was shocked by the feel of his hand on her ass.

Smack.

“Ahhhhhhhhh.” Bracing herself with her hands, Marissa trembled. “What?”

“Need to learn manners.” Smack.

Marissa cried out again.

“Need to learn restraint.” Smack. Smack.

“I…what…No!”

“Someone should have taught you to follow orders a long time ago.” Smack.

Tears formed in her eyes. Marissa had never been treated like this. This wasn’t some sex game. This was real—punishment—and it hurt. And it felt good. How could it feel good? She’d never been one to enjoy pain with sex, but with Gage, it seemed to fit perfectly.

Gage landed three more slaps with his hand. She lifted up each time, meeting his hand. The sharp pain only made her hotter. Made her hungrier for him. She’d never been spanked in her life. Her clit throbbed. She could taste blood from where she was biting her lip. Her mind filled with emotions she didn’t understand but didn’t really care about.

He stopped spanking her and rubbed his hands over her ass. As he slipped a finger between her folds, she couldn’t hold back a moan. He thrust his finger inside before pulling out and positioning himself behind her.

One hand drove into her hair and he yanked her head back as he plunged inside her willing body. He filled her completely with the first thrust, causing her to scream. She hadn’t gotten a good look at his cock before, and she now knew that he was well endowed.

As he moved in and out with deep slow strokes, Marissa felt her body stretch to accommodate him but the stretch felt amazing. Each time he pushed into her body, she slammed herself back to meet each thrust.

Their rhythm flowed like a dance as the speed picked up and he rode her harder. She kept her head bent and her eyes tightly closed and tried to hang on to the magical feeling of belonging. Both of his hands now held her hips tightly as his strokes grew shorter and more desperate. Unable to hold out any longer, Marissa lifted her head and cried out into the wild as her orgasm ripped through her body.

“Yes. Let me hear you,” he told her, pounding inside harder.

Three more thrusts and he exploded inside her, releasing his seed deep inside and taking her through completion once again.

Marissa gained all her senses back slowly. The grass which she had collapsed on was wet, but she hadn’t noticed earlier. Her cheek rested in a patch of dirt that her hands had clawed at earlier.

The weight of Gage, while heavy, was comforting. Breathing in, she held his masculine scent. When he started to lift off her, she barely held back a sigh at the loss of his warmth. Gage fell onto his back, but she kept her eyes closed. Her hair was probably messed and she no doubt had a sleepy, satisfied look.

He surprised her when he reached over and covered her shapely bottom with his palm. “You okay?”

“Uh huh.”

Damn if she didn’t sound content and relaxed even to her own ears. The tension in her body seemed to have disappeared completely. When Gage leaned over and replaced his hands with his lips, she couldn’t find any reason to tell him to stop. Being with him had been the best sexual experience of her life.

Her eyes were still closed when, using the lightest pressure, he nipped then licked at her skin. Then awareness slammed back into her.

Her eyes flew open and she lifted her head. “You spanked me!”

Throwing one arm over her legs to hold her in place as she tried to turn over, Gage said, “So I did.”

Marissa shook her head at him. “But…you spanked me.”

Continuing to run circles over her with the tip of his tongue, he grunted his agreement.

Heat followed Gage’s tongue as it traced along her body. What was going on with her? What was going on with him? He had to realise he had just mated with a non-shifter. She knew some Packs mated with humans and some kept it hidden, but she didn’t know of one who would risk openly mating with a non-shifter. And he was the Pack Alpha!

Marissa jerked away so quickly that, in his surprise, Gage released her.

Once on her feet, she began to look around desperately for her clothes. Her shirt was next to Gage’s hand. She didn’t think the house was too far away, so maybe no one would see her if she ran quickly.

Gage sat, looking up at her. He watched her as if he knew she wanted to run from him. But while she going into full panic mode, he looked like it pissed him off.

“This what you’re looking for?” He held the T-shirt out to her.

Marissa nodded and dropped her eyes. The wolf inside Gage would acknowledge the submission, but the man might not be so easily fooled.

“Well, come and get it,” he challenged.

Marissa took a careful step to him. She just got within arm’s length of him and leaned forward to grab the shirt, and damn, if he didn’t grab her first. He turned quickly, holding both wrists, until she was on her back.

Following her first instinct, Marissa wiggled and fought. He only pressed more of his weight down and growled at her.

“Stop fighting me and stop moving around. I’m not hurting you,” he told her.

Marissa glared at him but stopped moving.

“Now. Would you like to discuss this like adults or do you need to go over my knee?”

Despite the shiver of excitement the threat sent through her, she shook her head. “That is not going to happen again.”

Gage leaned down until their lips were only centimetres apart. “Oh, I believe it is. I believe it’s just not in you to behave.”

Trying not to let his proximity cloud her mind, Marissa closed her eyes and tried to be reasonable. She took a deep breath before speaking again. “Gage. You don’t understand.”

He frowned as he looked down at her. “About what exactly?”

“Do you know what we just did?” Her voice rose and Marissa hated that.

“I have a pretty good idea.” He rubbed intimately against her, showing her that he still had life in him yet. “Do you need a reminder?”

The electricity between the two of them was so hot Marissa was surprised her hair wasn’t on fire.

He bent and licked her from collarbone to ear. “Have you forgotten already?”

“Oh…I…” She didn’t get any farther when his mouth covered hers. With her wrists still bound in one of his hands, she was helpless to push him away or bring him closer. She was able to wrap her legs around his waist. He rubbed against her swollen wet opening as he seduced her mouth.

“No, you don’t need a reminder, do you? You remember just fine,” he said softly. Then, with his gaze holding hers, he entered her slowly.

Marissa thrust her hips up, taking him completely. “More.”

“Yes, more.” Gage kept his pace slow and deep. Releasing her hands, he cupped her hips to hold them, not allowing her to set the pace.

“More. More.”

Almost pulling completely out before slamming back in, he gave her what she needed. “This isn’t something you can just ignore, Marissa.”

“Just…protecting…you…” She spoke between pants as he picked up speed.

Gage raised her legs over his shoulders, taking him deeper with the next thrust. “I’m…the…Alpha.” He gritted his teeth to keep from coming before her.

Her muscles gripped and massaged him each time he entered her. She was so wet, allowing him to easily pump in and out, but the fit was tight and felt better than any women he had ever been with. It was almost as if her body had been made for him.

When normally that thought would have sent him running, with Marissa, he found himself getting lost in the thought.

As Gage slammed into her harder, Marissa cried out. Her climax came quick and hard, making her arch, taking him in further. She milked him with her body, feeling like velvet around him. Releasing inside her, Gage shook as his seed poured into her.