Alpha Wolf Rising by Eliza Gayle Page B

who’s not human.”
    “It’s not about want. It’s about what’s right and safe for everyone. I witnessed him almost tear you apart. Gods, Sierra, if Nolan and I hadn’t been there…”
    “But you were, and I’m fine.” Hell, she couldn’t stand thinking about this without her stomach doing every kind of twist and turn, leaving her nauseated and disgusted. “This is my fault, and now he’s lost the right to live? There has got to be another way.”
    “We both know there ain’t a hell of a lot in this world that’s fair. And yeah, you are the one who bit him, and like it or not, you have to live with the consequences.”
    The renewed anger vibrating in Marek’s voice took her back. For as long as she could remember, he’d always remained the calm and reasonable one. She didn’t know what to think of this new, possessive side of him.
    “Come and eat, you two. Fighting over the inevitable isn’t going to get us anywhere.”
    The grim line of Nolan’s lips hid his feelings to some degree, but she knew the man better than that. His restraint served him well when it came to dealing with the pack, but when it came to her, she’d always done her damnedest to break through the reserve to the man underneath. The one who loved passionately and protected fiercely.
    “I’m really not hungry.”
    “I don’t recall asking if you wanted to eat.” His sarcasm bit into her resolve.
    If she kept poking at him, she’d end up tied to the bed while he took what he wanted from her. A shiver of pleasure snaked up her spine at the image, arousal building between her thighs.
    Marek glanced at her sharply before shaking his head and striding to the dining table. “You know it’s not food she’s hungry for, right?”
    “Of course I do. And I aim to satisfy whatever it is she needs, but first she is going to eat some food.”
    “ She is right here where she can hear you perfectly.”
    “Good. Then get your ass to the table.”
    Sierra started to snap back but bit her tongue instead. Fighting with Nolan wasn’t what she needed at all. While she’d been stressing over Cole and Marek, she’d failed to notice the scent of vanilla and chocolate.
    “You made chocolate-chip pancakes.” She stopped next to him for a quick kiss. But he had other ideas.
    The rough texture of his tongue stroked across the seam of her lips, and his hands wrapped around her waist. He pulled her close until her hips nestled between his legs.
    Damn.
    His enormous erection pressed into her belly, searing her with heat and threatening her sanity.
    She loved it when Nolan’s need rivaled her own. For a human, he possessed remarkable stamina and a very large dick, which right now was hot and stiff for her.
    “I thought you wanted me to eat?” she asked with a taunting smile.
    Instead of answering her, Nolan pushed his tongue into her mouth, sliding deep and searching. She bumped her pelvis against his pulsing erection, and Nolan released a soft moan.
    The taste of hot, manly desire flooded through her while his hands roamed up and down her back.
    He tugged at her shirt, hot skin finding hot skin until roughened fingers brushed the undersides of her breasts. She’d forgone a bra as usual, opting for comfort over function when it came to her oversensitized skin.
    “Take it off,” he demanded.
    Sierra stepped back, her fingers on the verge of lifting her shirt.
    “I’ve changed my mind. I want to eat.”
Nolan stared at her for long seconds before finally releasing her. “Go ahead, my little tease. Eat your food so that I can have my own feast afterward.”
    His sensual statement lingered in her brain as she moved away from him.
    “I swear sometimes I feel the need to tell the two of you to get a room.”
    She laughed at Marek and took the seat, placing her in the middle of her two men. Her favorite spot. A short stack of the most delicious pancakes on the planet waited for her.
    “You sound jealous,” she mocked.
    “Hardly. It makes my