Leader of the Pack by Lynn Richards

her already sizeable cleavage.
    Jared lifted his arm but quickly replaced it. She smiled, seeing the twitch of his cock. She pushed her arms together tighter and made her cleavage swell even more. “Jared.”
    “ What?” he said. His voice was husky and she prayed it was from desire and not anger.
    “ Can we,” she stopped and drew a deep breath. “Will you.” How did you ask a man to fuck you in the ass?
    He rolled to his side and propped his jaw in the palm of his hand. He traced the line of her cleavage with one claw tipped finger. “Can we what, Emily?”
    Even though they were completely alone, Emily whispered her request in his ear and saw his cock go from partially aroused to ready to burst in a split second. A long muscular arm pulled her beneath him, trapping her. There was no escaping him this time.
    “ So, you think you’ve been a bad girl and need to be punished, do you?” His teeth nipped savagely at the tender flesh of her neck and she knew she’d have a mark in the morning.
    “ I believe I did disobey you earlier,” she smiled stretching beneath him. She made no effort to hide her curves, no hint of embarrassed awareness on her face.
    His face turned fierce. “You did disobey me, Emily. I told you not to go hunting on your own. I know you went to other houses before you met me at Val’s.”
    “ Oh, yeah? Why do you think that?”
    “ Because Shawn was there.”
    “ That was not very nice of you Jared,” she said, “having me followed.” No hint of anger was in her voice making him pause.
    “ Just how drunk are you? That doesn’t piss you off that I had someone following you?”
    “ I’m just drunk enough,” she replied saucily, making him smile. A broad, wolfish grin that showed his perfect white teeth. His elongated, perfect white teeth. Emily shivered. She was about to fulfill her deepest, darkest fantasy with a wolf.
    He leaned over and grabbed a tube of lubricant from the nightstand. “I have a feeling I should go out and buy stock in this company,” he said as he smoothed the clear liquid over his engorged cock.
    “ Oh, I do plan on being a bad, bad girl,” she said watching as he grew harder and longer with each languid stroke.
    “ Turn over on your side,” he commanded. When she’d complied he laid down behind her, pressing his cock against her ass.
    Feeling the enormous length of him against her, she whispered his name. “Jared?”
    “ Don’t be nervous,” he soothed. He cradled her head with one arm and fastened the other around her waist to prevent her from pulling away. He ground himself against her. The movement spread her checks apart.
    “ Um, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,” she gasped.
    “ It’s the best damn idea you’ve ever had.” He ground against her harder. He kissed her arm, her shoulder. He found the underside of her jaw and throat. “Imagine my tongue on you, preparing you,” he whispered. “Imagine my fingers, probing you, spreading you.” He pulled on rigid nipples, twisting them slightly. “Imagine my cock, driving deep inside you.”
    Emily’s body shook uncontrollably. There was no need for him to project his thoughts to her, she was doing just fine on her own.
    She wanted this. She needed this. “Jared,” she pleaded softly.
    “ Not yet my sweet. Anticipation is the key. I want you to enjoy yourself. Let yourself go. I’ll take care of you. Let me build the suspense, let me see how much I can make you want me.” After several long pleasurable minutes of kissing her back, her neck and her throat, Jared placed a pillow by her side and curled her leg to her chest. The position arched her spine and pushed the swell of her hips upwards. The perfect angle.
    Her body was now spread and open wide. Ready for him. His wolf lunged at the chains controlling him.
    With a harsh command for her to stay still he spread lubricant over her puckered brown hole.
    “ Are you sure?” he asked, his voice rough. Lord only knew what he’d do