Taming The Alpha - BBW Paranormal Romance by Adriana Hunter Page A

chance he had. But to his surprise, Lori nodded. Nikki
looked as shocked by Lori’s nod as he was.
    “ Really?
You think I should go with him?”
    “ Nikki,
he came after you. No other guy’s done that. Give him a chance
at least.” She stood, catching Jax’s eye as she walked
past.
    “ Besides,
I want a nice peaceful night and if you two are going to be
talking…or anything else…I’m not going to be
getting any sleep.” He saw her suppress a small smile as she
left the room.
    “ Come
on.” Jax held out his hand and Nikki took it. She stumbled
slightly as she put on her shoes and he realized she was a little
drunk. But she grabbed her jacket and purse, walking ahead of him
down the hall.
    Nikki
was quiet in the cab ride to his house. Jax opened the door, letting
her into the downstairs. There were voices in the kitchen, Bec’s
and a few other pack members. Jax steered Nikki up the wide staircase
and down the hall to his room. He closed the door behind them,
thumbing the lock this time, not taking any chance on being
interrupted.
    “ So,
this is a really big house. What’s the deal?” Nikki
tossed her purse on the bed, shrugging out of her jacket.
    “ It’s
been in the family for a long time…couple hundred years or so.
One of the first built out here, when this land was still far outside
the city.”
    Jax
pulled the chair out from the desk. He sat down, elbows on his knees.
Nikki was sitting across from him on his bed and it was all he could
do to not lunge across the few feet that separated them and take her
right there. Her scent, her body, her very being called out to him.
But he drew a deep breath, trying to control the primal urges surging
through his body.
    “ Nikki,
somehow things got off track with us…and I want to fix
things.”
    She
laughed, a harsh sound. “Fix what? Fix that I’m a
stripper? I bet you were really happy when you found out I didn’t
work at the club anymore, huh? Couldn’t wait to find me now
that I’m not whoring myself on stage for a living.” She
looked around the room, the high ceilings, the ornate moldings.
    “ Can’t
bring a stripper to a house like this. Just not right.”
    Nikki
got off the bed. He sat back in the chair, almost forced back, as
Nikki walked up to him.
    “ You
think because I’m a stripper I’m something cheap, just a
girl you can use. Pay for whatever you want and then toss me aside.”
    Nikki
leaned forward, her hands on Jax’s knees, pushing his legs
apart. He resisted and she pushed harder.
    “ Let
me finish that lap dance I started. You never got the full treatment.
You broke the rules and touched me. But no touching now.”
    Jax
was breathing hard, the closeness of her body to his setting off a
chain reaction of emotions and sensations, not all of them under his
control. Having her this close, when he wanted her so badly, was
almost more than he could stand.
    Nikki
leaned forward, her breasts sliding up the front of his body. He
stiffened in response and by the look in her eyes, she knew exactly
what she was doing to him. She smiled at him, a smile that didn’t
reach her eyes. It was the pasted on smile of a temptress who was
used to creating a fantasy for men with her body, with her movements.
    “ You
like this, right? I can tell. You’re getting all hot and
excited, you’re getting hard.” Her face was inches from
his, her breath warm on his cheeks. She leaned further into him,
sliding her lips down his neck, her tongue flicking out, hot and wet
on his skin.
    She
turned suddenly, arching her back, her hips grinding against his
erection. He groaned, his hands instinctively on her waist, holding
her tightly. Just as instinctively his hips flexing upward. Nikki
looked at him over her shoulder. Her face was flushed, her lips
parted, leaning back against him.
    “ See?
You all fall for it, the routine, the fantasy. But all this is just
make-believe. For me…and for you. I’m just a paper doll,
all dressed up, for all of you to use,