AlphainHiding by Lea Barrymire

her chest. The predator was
out and wanted this male with a need greater than anything she could remember.
She sucked his lip between her teeth and bit lightly, nibbling across his
mouth. The moan that escaped his throat was swallowed by her insistent mouth.
    It wasn’t enough. She straddled his lap and pressed her
chest against his. Her hands skimmed down his back as she devoured his mouth.
His shirt clung to his body and she reveled in the feel of hard muscle under
her hands. Their tongues twined, sliding across each other. The imagery those
sensual glides inspired had her grinding her pelvis against his. She could feel
him pushing his erection against her, increasing the friction between their
bodies. His cock was hard and hot against her pussy. Her internal temperature
was rising and a light sheen of sweat glued her clothes to her body.
    When the thought of marking him was pushed to the forefront
of her addled brain by her traitorous wolf, she gasped and tumbled off his lap.
It was as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped inside her head. Fuck. She’d
been fully molesting him and minutes away from stripping them both. Her canines
were extended and she knew her eyes had partially shifted. Her body screamed at
her to get naked and jump him. Her wolf concurred. Fighting her instincts was
painful. She backed away from him, breathing heavily. She hung her head as she
tried to get a grip on her wayward wolf and her heated hormones.
    “Wow.” His whisper sounded so loud in the quiet of the
woods. She couldn’t help but smile. When she glanced up he was laid out on the
ground again, eyes closed and sucking in deep breaths.
    “Okay, incentives are a really bad idea,” she chuckled.
    “Pfft. No way. That was the best payment I’ve ever been
asked to give up.” He turned his head slowly to look at her. His eyes were
half-lidded and heat simmered in his gaze. “If that’s what you’re going to
claim for your prize I think I’ll just keep losing.”
    She couldn’t help it. She threw her head back and laughed. When
she could get her giggles under control, she leveled a stare at him. “You won’t
throw any of our battles, or I’ll stop playing. This is a very dangerous game,
but I can’t seem to stop, so up you go, wolf boy. Let’s go again.”
    She watched him struggle to stand and looked appreciatively
at the bulge in his jeans. She wiped her mouth, surreptitiously checking for
drool. She shook her head.
    This is such a bad idea.
    “Come on, Seth. Come get me.” She wiggled her fingers at
him, then sank into a defensive posture.
    She didn’t see the attack coming. Either her brain was still
sluggish from the lust fuzzing her thoughts or he was getting faster. He had
her on the ground and under him before she could even gasp.
    A strong hand held both of hers above her head while his
other traveled down her side. Hot breath blew across her lips. She wiggled
against his chest, a slight shimmer of fear bleeding into her thoughts. She
knew she could escape his grasp but the fact that he had her in such a
submissive position forced her to admit that she liked being under his control.
Her pulse pounded in her clit and a fresh wave of moisture coated her folds.
His traveling hand skated up her side under her shirt. A rough palm scraped
deliciously across her skin. The touch should have made her angry. In the past
it would have had her hackles up and her Alpha commands spilling fast and
furious from a growling mouth. She couldn’t find anything other than need for
his body. She wanted more—needed it with a passion she hadn’t felt before. Her
eyes slid closed on a sigh when his fingers gently rolled her nipple.

Chapter Eleven
     
    “Look at me, Emily.” His voice was commanding and she found
herself doing as he bade. His eyes were almost black, dilated with passion. He
held her gaze as his hot palm covered her breast. “I won’t hurt you and I won’t
let either of us get bitten. We can keep playing this