Pack Alpha

Chapter Nine

Marissa ran between the trees, zigzagging and crossing her scent. The wolf chasing her was so close she could practically feel his warm breath on her. She jumped over a fallen log and changed directions, heading to the creek.

When the water came into view, she used the last of her energy and raced towards it. Before reaching it, she was knocked to the ground as the wolf’s large bulk hit her. Marissa rolled as she fell and ended up on her back. Her breath came out in pants from the long, hard run.

The wolf stood over her, licking her face.

“Stop, Gage! Stop!” She pushed him away, laughing.

He gave a fake growl and settled down beside her. She closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet air.

It had been two weeks since Brandon had found her at the creek. She went back to this spot often but never alone. Brandon would stand trial, but his Pack was still out there. Steve had his trial last week and had been announced rogue. It was the worst punishment for a wolf other in death. He would not have a Pack to protect him and was literally alone. Gage had told her Steve was too much of a coward to come after them, but he didn’t want to take chances. She had agreed to Gage’s request that she not take walks alone.

Sometimes Logan would accompany her, or her sister, or one of the females she had made friends with, but most of the time Gage did. With Steve’s betrayal, Gage would only let a handful of people around her. In the past, it would have driven her crazy, but now it made her feel more cherished. She loved the times they were alone out here. When she had the Pack Alpha all to herself.

Gage licked her arm and she opened her eyes. He stood over her, and she swore he was smiling down at her.

“Change back,” she ordered. Ready for some of the human fun they had come out here for. Her body already tingled with need for her mate.

As he changed back, Marissa couldn’t take her eyes from him. She no longer looked away when he made the transformation. Gage had given her the feeling of belonging she had always wished for.

Once in human form, he collapsed on top of her, his erection digging into her hip. She giggled and rubbed against him.

“Is my little wolf hungry?” he asked, raising his body just a fraction from her.

Marissa grasped the base of his cock and stroked him. “Always. Always hungry for you,” she admitted.

He thrust against her hand, showing her he felt the same way. “Well, then I should take care of that.” He slammed his mouth over hers and pushed his tongue inside.

Marissa sucked on his tongue, drawing out a moan from him. With hands shaky with need, he pushed her knees up to her chest and positioned himself at her hot, wet entrance. Without breaking the kiss, he plunged inside, swallowing her cry.

Once again, showing her exactly where she belonged.