Leader of the Pack by Lynn Richards Page B

the valley they made. Letting them fall apart then bringing them together to lick again.
    He found her belly button and thrust his tongue inside the tiny indentation.
    Spreading her legs, his mouth found her pulsating center. His nose speared the curls aside, his tongue flickered out teasing her. Raising his head he said, “I do so like to smell you.”
    “ Jared!” she shrieked.
    He just laughed, his breath fanning her honeyed wetness which caused her legs to jerk. Seeing her reaction, he blew across the wet folds again. Unable to resist the temptation a moment longer, he eased his tongue between her red and swollen lips, tasting her hot, sweet nectar. Again and again he licked, seeking out each and every crevice, each and every hill and valley. He licked until she was almost raw, her sweet, sweet dew coating his tongue. She withed beneath his hands, bucking her hips, trying to drive him where she needed him most. But Jared stopped, easing his way back up her body. Her bright blue eyes were wide with need. In her frenzy, she gripped his shoulders, trying to push him back down. “Don’t stop,” she begged. “For God’s sake, please don’t stop now.”
    “ Easy love,” he said, “not just yet. I want you to come while I’m buried inside your pussy.”
    She reached out to encircle his cock.
    A cough sounded from the shadow and she jumped like a scalded cat, yanking his cock hard.
    Jared grimaced at the unexpected pain. “Easy, baby, it’s just Val.”
    “ Just Val?” she screeched. She pulled her body into a tight ball, burrowing against his side to try and hide. Jared chuckled and pulled the cover around her.
    “ How could you?” she snapped, her question directed at the man standing in the shadows.
    The vampire stepped further into the room. His long, black cape swirled around his legs. “I thought you knew,” he stated with a dismissive lift of the shoulder Emily was beginning to hate in all males.
    “ You thought I knew? How could I have known?”
    “ He did.” One dark brow arched in Jared’s direction.
    Emily jerked her head up, barely missing Jared’s jaw. “You knew? You knew he was there the whole time and you, you –” she sputtered to a stop. Her eyes narrowed as a thought occurred to her. “I thought you didn’t share?”
    “ I don’t,” he stated coldly. The fury in eyes assuring her that no one else would ever touch her.
    “ Then what the hell was that?” Pushing until she was free from his sheltering body, she gathered the sheet around her.
    “ That wasn’t sharing,” he said, his eyes glowing with what Emily could only label as masculine superiority. “That was more, um, um...”
    “ Staking your claim?” The other man spoke up helpfully.
    “ Right, staking my claim. Voyeurism is another form of sexual expression. Don’t worry, baby, next time I’ll make sure you know you’re being watched.”
    In his smugness, he didn’t see the curled up fist before it was too late.
     
    * * * * *
     
    After Emily stormed from the room, Jared yanked on his jeans and headed downstairs. He needed a drink. Pain throbbed like a bitch against the side of his face. Who would have thought she could have packed such a wallop?
    “ Would you like some aspirin, my friend?” The amused tone of the vampire skittered along Jared’s jagged nerves.
    “ Funny, blood sucker, very funny.” In the kitchen he retrieved a bottle of whiskey and poured a shot. He thought of the red wine chilling in the fridge and his plans of seduction after introducing Emily to his parents.
    Of course, that was before the love of his life had gotten soused on werebeer and seduced the hell out of him. And before he’d let his baser instincts get the better of him. He rubbed his hands over his face knowing he’d fucked up royally. He’d known Val was in the room before he’d taken Emily, but something, his wolf, had kept him quiet. It had heightened the animal’s pleasure knowing another male saw him claim his