She looked so peaceful.
He’d seen her begin to heal, to grow stronger. The limpness had left her hair, and now it was full, the blonde strands appearing more golden than ever. Even her lips were a sharper red, and those beautiful green eyes shot emerald fire at him.
After stripping out of his clothes, he took a quick shower and changed into a robe, staring at the door.
Would Holly come to him?
He’d demanded she belong to him, but he hadn’t used her yet. He hadn’t put his dick inside her even though he craved it.
Time and patience.
It drove him insane and also turned him on. There was pleasure in the teasing and tormenting that he couldn’t deny.
There was a timid knock on the door and he called for her to enter.
She stepped inside his bedroom. The white nightshirt he’d purchased for her accentuated those curves, the fullness of her tits and hips, making his balls tighten even more.
“You want to know more about me.”
“I think it’s only fair I know more about the man blackmailing me with my family and pack.”
“Now you’re using the word blackmail. I’m not keeping you here against your will. You can leave at any time. It’s you who has chosen to stick around.” He pressed his fingers together. “Take off your nightie.”
Her hands clenched into fists for a split second, only to uncurl and reach for the edge of her nightie to pull it up and over her head. She didn’t wear any panties, and he got to finally see her completely naked. The view before him was far better than he ever imagined.
His cock ached, and gripping the belt of his robe, he tugged it open and spread it wide, allowing it to fall to the floor. Wrapping his fingers around his cock, he sat on the edge of the bed, working his length as he stared at her. Those tits were meant for sucking. He couldn’t wait for them to be hanging in front of his face as he fucked her hard.
“Come here.”
“I don’t like it when you order me around like that.”
“Do you want me to repeat it?” he asked.
She stepped toward him, her footfalls light as she came closer. With his gaze on her, he banded an arm around her waist, pulling her against him, and he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on the hard red bud. She cried out. Her hands went to his shoulders, but she didn’t push him away.
This woman was full of yearning, hungry for physical touch. How had none of her pack known it? She was a good woman, but surely one of the males or females had to have known she was desperate for this. They’d left her vulnerable, and now she was in his arms, and he had no intention of letting her go.
After running his hands down her back, he grabbed her ass, squeezing the plump flesh. Nothing about her was slender, and he couldn’t get enough. He pressed a kiss to her stomach and drew away.
“On your knees.”
She sank down, gracefully. Her gaze was on his cock and he saw the way she licked her lips.
Smiling, he wrapped his fingers around his cock, holding it tight as if it was a trophy.
“Open.”
Her lips parted.
“Stick your tongue out.”
She pushed her tongue out.
“Now, lick it.” He waited as she closed the distance, her tongue gliding across his cock. He stared at her, mesmerized as he worked around the root, coating him in her saliva. Soaking him.
“Now suck me.”
She stopped at the head, the tip of her tongue playing across the little slit before she covered him with her mouth.
He wrapped her hair around his fist, holding on to her as she sank onto his length, taking him until he hit the back of her throat.
She moaned, gagging slightly, but he held her in place, making her wait until he eased her off his length. Up and down, she bobbed her head, moaning around his dick as he fucked her face. He’d alternate between slow and fast strokes, going throat-deep, then shallow. All the while, his orgasm was so close. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes. Having her on her knees, at his mercy, he couldn’t take it anymore.
“Don’t swallow it until I tell you.” He growled, taking her mouth with one final thrust, spilling his cum into her mouth, flooding her.
He eased back, and Holly tilted her head back slightly so she didn’t lose it all. He stroked one of her nipples as he watched her until he finally asked her to open her mouth.
She did, and he saw his creamy spunk coating her mouth and tongue.
“Swallow it all.”
With his hands at her throat, he waited as she took it, drinking him all down.
“Show me.”
She opened her mouth, and nothing remained.
“Good girl. I’m alone because my pack kicked me out. They hated to have a man stronger than their alpha. I was punished for being an alpha and completely not related to the pack. They expelled me.”
Chapter Three
“They expelled me.”
The words kept going around Holly’s head the following morning. Was that why he was alone? The one pack that was supposed to love him had pushed him aside? Why? He was an alpha, there was no denying that. She felt the energy pouring off him in waves. Even her father struggled to stand toe to toe with him. The other night when her father came for her, she’d felt the tremor in his hands.
Damon was … powerful.
Why didn’t he have a pack of his own?
It made no sense. He was strong enough to have an army of men and women. Damon had been blessed with good looks, and well, his cock certainly wasn’t something to mock or pity.
Holly had seen many a naked man in her pack, but none of them matched up to Damon. Nakedness was very common in her pack. They didn’t hide from nature. She rubbed at her temple as she stared out across his garden. The rain fell thick and fast.
An overcast and miserable day, but the air was full of refreshing scents. She always loved the rain and storms. Her parents had often gotten pissed because she’d leave the house in the middle of the night to go and stand in them.
Wrapping her arms around her knees, she stayed on the back stone steps, admiring the view.
“What are you doing out here?” Damon asked, invading her thoughts.
She turned to find the man himself dressed in a business suit. He constantly wore black slacks and a crisp white shirt.
“Nothing.”
“You’re bored?”
“No. I like watching the rain.”
Damon confused her. He demanded she stay to use her, to fuck her. To treat her as his own personal fuck toy and yet, nothing. He hadn’t done anything other than lick her pussy and last night, sucking his cock, she’d been there willingly. This drove her crazy. She hadn’t been forced at any point.
This man was a horrible human being. He had no compassion and demanded payment for everything. He owned her body. Sure, the decision had been between a rock and a hard place, but it hadn’t exactly been difficult for her.
“What’s to like?”
“I always have, even as a kid. I love being in it.”
“Then why aren’t you?”
He was so close. The masculine scent assaulted her, making her mouth water. She got to her feet, stepping out into the rain.
She spread her arms out wide, spinning in a circle, letting out a whoop. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back, drowning herself in water. It felt so good. She didn’t want it to stop.