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  He looked up at her.

  She winked with a lewd grin.

  His wolf took that as a challenge, but he fought to control his beast. Instead, he took the towel and placed it between her legs, gently cleaning her. As he swiped the cloth against her puffy lips, she moaned.

  “Mmmm…” Her hips flexed as his fingers replaced the towel. Pretty soon she writhed like a kitten, purring beneath his hand.

  A frisson of awareness rolled up his back at her ability to tempt him to the degree that his wolf alternately snapped and whined to taste her again.

  Throwing the towel aside, he crawled between her legs, lifted them high around his waist, positioned himself and slid inside her hot, velvety, sheath. He paused for a second to control his animal. The exquisite feel of her tight tunnel shook him. Then he slowly withdrew and surged back inside. He took her hard and deep, growling with pleasure as her body massaged his aching cock.

  The bed shook beneath them. The frame rocked against the wall, keeping time with his punishing pace.

  “Ohhhh,” she screamed amidst his grunts.

  Her walls tightened. He shuddered and his thrusts quickened. He slammed into her, their thighs connected with a slap.

  “Oh my God, oh my God,” she wailed as her body grew taut.

  He groaned harshly as his own body strained painfully, wanting to join her in the heady bliss of her sexual release.

  Her body shuddered, became taut. Strong vaginal muscles tightened painfully around his rod.

  “Arghh” he groaned as his back bowed. His release rolled up his back, tiny licks of fiery pleasure exploding every second. He pulled out just as ropes of his release hit her belly and the lips of her pussy.

  “That was… that was incredible.” She looked at him with dreamy eyes.

  Silas frowned.

  She should be drained and on her way to sleep. Instead she looked alert and ready for another round. Maybe he’d taken it easy on her since she was human, but he didn’t think so. He glanced around the room until his eyes fell on the clock. They’d been at this for an hour already. Although her scent hadn’t subsided, it wasn’t as strong. He knew she wasn’t sated.

  And that stung.

  His fingers stroked the full length of her sex, toying with her opening for natural lubrication. She was drenched and gasping for more. Her legs spread further apart in invitation.

  He smiled. She was a hot little thing, so wet, so hot against him. He eased one finger inside her.

  She groaned and moved her hips. The scent of her arousal washed over him. He hooked the finger and exited. He reinserted it back with another finger.

  “Yes…oh fuck, yes,” she cried out, her hips moving in tandem with his strokes. His breath caught as her thighs tightened and shook. Human or not, she was beautiful in her passion. He continued to stroke her spot, enjoying how her body trembled and peaked beneath his hand.

  A moment later she screamed as she came. His finger remained in her tight sheath as her pussy tried, without success, to milk him dry. “Hmmm, greedy.”

  “Huh?” she asked from beneath him.

  He looked at her for a moment, wondering if his need to insure she didn’t breed for him was the reason he hadn’t given her what she needed. “I need to tell you something.”

  She blew out a breath and looked at him. “Okay.”

  “This time I’m going to come inside you.”

  She blinked and leaned up on her elbows. “With a condom?”

  He frowned, insulted. As the Patron his seed was a gift, he never used condoms. Rather than chastise her for the unintentional insult, he spoke of human fears. “No. I have nothing you can catch.”

  “Then why have you decided to switch up?”

  “Maybe the reason your body’s still hungry is because you need a full load of seed. And I’ve been wasting it on your stomach and other places.”

  She jerked. “What makes you say that?”

  He shrugged, not wanting to get into her supposed frailty as a human. That last time, he’d slammed into her as hard as he’d slammed into any wolf bitch, she’d taken it and was up for an immediate finger fucking.

  “Let’s just say it’s a hunch. The only reason I didn’t come inside you before is I don’t want you to get pregnant.”

  “Pregnant?” Her brows furrowed as though she’d forgotten the mating scent.

  “Yeah. We’re still trying to figure out how this works. I don’t want the water muddied.”

  “Oh.” She looked up at him. “How many kids do you have?”

  He paused and then answered. “None.”

  “Hmm…” She licked her lips. He fought back a growl. “Well, I don’t know what to say.”

  “I’ve never had pups. I certainly don’t want my first litter to be half-breeds,” he snapped.

  Her head whipped up, eyes narrowed, she asked. “How old are you?”

  The question surprised him. He answered without thinking. “Slightly over three hundred.”

  She gasped and then smirked. “Well if you were going to have pups, it should’a happened before now don’t you think?”

  His brows snapped together as he squeezed her thighs in his palms. “I’m going to take you from behind, fill your greedy pussy with my essence and if you breed, you will not be leaving here anytime soon. Not until my pups are born, are we clear on that?”

  “But…I thought you didn’t want kids from me.” She sounded confused.

  “I don’t. But I’m the Patron and if the Goddess sees fit to bring life to my seed in you…then I’ll deal with it.”

  She looked at him for a moment and pushed back. “That’s not a risk I want to take, Silas. I’ve already gone through half-hearted parenting with my ex. If there’s a chance I could get pregnant, I don’t want to take it. Eventually I’ll meet someone and if we decide to have kids, so be it. But at least my kids will know they’re wanted, loved by more than their mother.” She moved to get up.

  His palms tightened on her thighs. “You’re still releasing that damn scent.”

  She patted his hand as though he were a toddler. “It’s better, I’ll handle it.”

  A red mist rose before his eyes. She wanted someone else, impossible. “How do you plan to handle it when you couldn’t take care of it before?”

  She shrugged and tried to remove his fingers. “Look, I’m in the midst of making major changes in my life.” She frowned. “At least I was.” She glanced at him with a small smile that tugged the corner of his heart. “Tonight was the first time I understood what all the fuss was about. I had my first, second, third and tenth orgasm with you. That’s never happened before. Thanks for that. I’ll always appreciate what we shared, but—”

  “Stop with the damn speeches,” He snorted. She’d forgotten the few lessons her sons had given her about wolf culture. He was more animal than man right now and his beast would never leave without finishing the damn job. Resigned to the possibility of half-human pups, he reflected that Tyrone and Tyrese weren’t bad. Now to get this fiery temptation to stop uttering nonsense so they could get on with it.

  “We’re not finished and you know it. I am going to fuck you hard without a condom. Then I’m going to fill up this greedy pussy with my seed, which should put you to sleep. There will be no more mating calls, damn it. This ends now.” He leaned near her face. “Got that?” Her eyes narrowed. For a moment he thought she’d balk. But the curl of her lips as she returned his stare sent blood rushing to his rod.

  “Yeah,” she said in a low breathy tone.

  “Get on your knees.” He leaned back to give her room to comply. He didn’t miss the way her body shuddered when she moved.

  He palmed her ass, slapped one cheek and then the other before squeezing them again. “Nice, firm.” He bent and kissed the places he’d just smacked. He watched her soft ass wiggle slightly as she moved. He tapped her thighs. “Open wider.”

  She spread her knees further apart.

  He was pleased at how sopping we
t she was for him before he’d even touched her. “Beautiful,” he whispered before he tongued her opening and lapped her juices. Their combined flavors exploded on his tongue. His beast stirred as he held her tight and fucked her with his tongue. He couldn’t seem to get enough.

  Her scent grew stronger.

  His beast rose to the forefront, growling, urging him to bite her, to take her. Lost in his lust, he rose and thrust into her warmth. Instead of screaming, she sighed and pushed back against him.

  His beast pushed for him to take her hard. He pulled out and slammed into her again, mindless with pleasure. She was so fucking tight, so hot, and felt so good squeezing him. He grabbed her waist with both hands, holding her body still as he bucked into her. His pounding became a blur as he struggled to reach his pinnacle.

  “Yes,” she screamed. “More.”

  With those words he lost control and couldn’t hold onto his restraint any longer. He drove into her, brutally pounding her pussy. Her moans set him aflame. He held her breast as he fucked her hard from the rear, slamming into her as her body stiffened. She screamed out his name, shattering on his cock as loud breathy moans escaped her throat.

  Feeling on the brink of his release, he jerked hard into her and gave one last thrust as his world exploded in total bliss. His body shuddered and convulsed. Spurt after spurt of his semen filled her warm cavern as she tightened her muscles, milking him as though to draw the last dregs of his cum inside her.

  She fell forward to the bed. “Okay, I call uncle. That should do it,” she said in a hoarse whisper.

  He pulled out and winced at the amount of fluid that flowed down her leg and onto the bed. Rolling to the side he lay next to her.

  As much as he wished otherwise, this human had taken everything he and his wolf gave her. She was still a mystery, only now delightful as well. He couldn’t remember ever being this sated. His wolf purred in satisfaction.

  He sniffed. Her scent was changing. A smug measure of pride at meeting her needs filled him. She rolled over to face him.

  “I need to take a shower and change these sheets,” she whispered.

  He yawned, unconcerned. “Let your sons do it. That way they’ll know you’re alright.”

  She gasped and sat straight up in the bed. “Oh my God. Tyrone and Tyrese. I forgot…” Her head swiveled from side to side as though they were in the room. “They probably heard.” She dropped her face into her hand. “Never, and I do mean never, have they…” She threw her legs off the bed and ran into the bathroom.

  Of course her sons had heard her screams of pleasure and demands to Silas to fuck her. There was no doubt the wolves below had heard, since her bedroom window was open. Idly, he wondered where she got the energy to run to the bathroom, he didn’t want to move. The shower turned on and he glanced at the clock. With slow measured strides, he followed her. He had time for a quickie.

  Chapter 11

  Silas and his small group parked outside the tall adobe walls of the Mexican wolves’ compound. He’d received a report that these wolves kept human breeders and used them to swell their ranks. He’d requested a meeting with the pack leader and had been denied.

  That was unacceptable.

  So far they’d talked to three wolves before receiving correct instructions to the compound.

  “Any ideas how to get inside and find the women,” Tyrone asked. He and Tyrese had been assigned to his security detail. Ever since Silas had bedded their mom, things had been tense in the condo. All three of them agreed this break was necessary, and since the mating call had dissipated, Jayden assured him of his ability to keep Jasmine safe.

  From what Silas could tell, Callum spent as much time with Jasmine as possible. The teen wolf idolized her.

  Silas hadn’t seen or spoken to Jasmine since he’d shut down her mating call. Things had been busy, and he didn’t want her or her sons to think that the sex meant more than it did.

  “I’ll call him again and ask for another meeting.” Silas was too far to grab hold of any of the wolves behind the walls. He pulled out his cell and waited for someone to answer the phone. Once they did, he grabbed hold of the other person’s wolf.

  “Open the gate. Don’t allow anything to stop you. Do it now.”

  He ignored the startled looks from the twins, Theron, his Alpha for Texas, and Buck, another wolf from the Texas pack.

  No one spoke as they waited.

  The blistering sun created oven-like temperatures inside their jeeps despite the air conditioning. Sweat ran down their bodies unchecked, but they remained quiet and resolute. After ten or more minutes, a side door they hadn’t noticed before, opened a crack. Silas threw out a barrier in front of him to protect against surprises, stepped out and headed for the entry.

  The twins ran ahead to enter first. They sniffed the air and sent him a report through their mental connection.

  “Ambush. There are about twenty wolves hiding inside.”

  “Just twenty?” Silas smiled through the link. “They could have made it interesting.” He tapped Tyrone on the shoulder. “Wait for my mark,” he said through their links. Now that he was closer, Silas eyed the inner walls of the complex. There were an additional twenty wolves inside, making a total of forty plus or minus wolves.

  But he didn’t care about them, he searched for the human women. He was about to call off the attack when he sensed the first human heartbeat. It was moving, downward. Was there only one? He continued searching. There was another one, also being moved. He smiled, at least the women were in the same place. Just as he was about to deal with the wolves, he sensed another human heartbeat. That made three. Except she was being moved upward. He wondered at that.

  He opened his palm, released a breath, and then squeezed his fist, sending forth a compulsion to do his will.

  The first wave of power pulsed through the yard. A cacophony of whelps and whines rose in volume. Silas opened his hand again and closed his fist slower this time, sending power outward to control the wolves. He waited a beat and nodded to the twins.

  As they strode through the courtyard, he watched as the wolves lay on their backs exposing their bellies to him. He nodded and continued unchallenged. These wolves were cannon fodder and relatively young. Silas sent them into the forest with a mental push and command not to return until he called for them. No need to hurt the pups. The ones inside were a different matter. He was prepared to destroy them to get the answers he sought.

  One large black wolf whined and circled him. Silas shooed the pup with another command. With a long whine, the pup ran off.

  The twins stood on both sides of the door waiting for his command.

  “Knock on the door.”

  Tyrone’s brow rose, but he knocked. Footfalls came forward. A small woman opened the door. The terrified omega tried to greet them, but shook too hard.

  “Tell your master, La Patron is here to speak with him.”

  She nodded, bowed and backed away from the door. The sound of her feet barely made a sound. Seconds later, Tyrone did a back flip and changed mid-air, landing a few feet away as four wolves ran out the entry. Two veered toward Tyrese.

  Silas stopped Theron from interfering; he’d seen the twins in action at the compound. But he wanted to see how they fought other hybrids. Frowning, Silas assumed the wolves from Pedro’s pack were from the humans, but wasn’t sure.

  Snarling, Tyrone leapt forward, backing the wolves away from Silas and Theron. He then charged the closest brown wolf, knocking it back, and then whirling on the other wolf, biting its hindquarters. The wolf fell. Tyrone jumped on the first wolf, grabbed it by the neck and shook it. The wolf stopped fighting and lay supine beneath Tyrone’s jaw. The entire time Tyrone held the wolf in his jaw, he watched the other wolf that lay heaving on its side.

  Tyrese jumped up, barely missing the grey wolf who charged him. When he dropped, he changed and swiped his paw across the neck of his challenger, the wolf rolled and lay on its side. The other wolf turned and leapt at
Tyrese. With a snap of his jaw, he clamped around the wolf’s throat, shook it a couple of times and then dropped the dead wolf. The fight lasted just a few minutes, much to Silas’ disgust. Those Mexican wolves had made the mistake of thinking the twins were weak links.

  Silas never traveled with weak wolves.

  Another wolf came out through the opened door and Tyrese growled, waiting for the wolf to clear the porch. Instead of fighting, the wolf whined. Head down, it trotted to the wolf lying on the ground and nudged its head. When the wolf didn’t move, the smaller wolf sat next to it, whining.

  Pleased with the fighting prowess of the young wolves, Silas commanded them to remain alert so they could proceed with what they’d come to do. Silas released a breath as the twins howled their victories. He’d need to talk to them about the appropriateness of such gestures when they were in the middle of a take-over.

  Silas understood the need to stand your ground, but when a bigger wolf knocked on your door, a certain amount of respect and courtesy should be shown. Silas had received neither.

  He looked into the dim hall and pushed a powerful compulsion in his voice. “Pedro, come here.” There were gasps of surprise. Yelps and whines came from inside. “Come here now, Pedro.”

  The slap of paws on tile filled the air. Seconds later, a large silver wolf stood in the doorway growling and baring teeth with hackles raised.

  Silas looked at the pack leader and sighed. “Is today the day you die? So be it, but I did call first to make an appointment. All I wanted was to talk and you ignored my request. I have traveled far and will not be denied. So…you tell me, is today the day you and more of your pack dies?” He looked over his shoulder. Tyrese and Tyrone were still in wolf form standing over their kills. Silas sent a wave of power that dropped the arrogant wolf to his knees.

  Eyes wild, the wolf continued to growl and snarl.

  Silas shrugged and sent a message to his men. “Change back and move to the side.” The twins phased back and moved to the opposite side of the porch. The next moment the thunder of running wolves filled the air. Pedro’s eyes widened as if he couldn’t believe his ears. Wolves soon flew out the building to the yard and paced in front of the porch. Their eyes flicked from Pedro to Silas.