Alpha Wolf: Black Mesa Wolves #2 (Werewolf Shifter Paranormal Romance) by J.K. Harper Read Free Book Online Page B

as did
the clear invitation her wolf showed in her eyes. Water droplets shone on her
ripe mouth from where he'd splashed her. He reached out a finger and gently
rubbed the tiny beads of moisture into her lips.
    This time, her breath inhaled on a ragged gasp. Her mouth
opened a bit. Rafe could see her teeth gleam slightly, her tongue slipping
between them to taste his finger.
    Rafe groaned and let the rigid control fall away.
    “Sara,” he said. His voice sounded rough with need to his
own ears but he didn't care. All he cared about was touching her, kissing her,
taking her.
    Her lips still parted, Sara's head tipped up toward his.
Rafe didn't waste another second. He swiftly placed his hands on the blunt
cement edges of the pool behind her, effectively caging her into his arms.
Without pause, Sara's hands immediately rose to capture the back of his neck,
her fingers brushing the nape of his hair and trailing in a deliciously wanton
motion over the top of his spine. Rafe went fully rock hard in about a nano
second.
    Mine, his wolf growled in approval.
    The blue of their eyes still held one another as Rafe surged
toward her and claimed her mouth with his. Her lips moved beneath his in that
same way he recalled so exactly: soft, eager, tasting so uniquely of Sara.
Sweet strawberries blended with a dash of spice and excitement. Rafe groaned
again against her. The sound vibrated through her lips and back to him, which
only heightened his anticipation.
    His hands clenched into fists on the wall behind her. She
pulled his head closer to her, as if she wanted him to devour her. Their breath
mingled with the steam of the spring and rose into the crisp air. Rafe could
feel Sara's heartbeat against his chest where her luscious breasts pressed hard
into him. The pulse in her neck leapt when he drifted his fingers over it.
    Sara pulled back for an instant. Her eyes were still open,
languid and dark with her sheer lust. Rafe felt such an overwhelming surge of
pure male pride at the thought he'd created that reaction in her he almost
physically felt his chest swell. Possibly ridiculous, but true.
    Her lips were fuller from his ravaging kiss, tender and
plump. He angled his head the fraction of an inch it took to reach her and
nibbled at her bottom lip with his teeth.
    “Ohhh,” she said. The sound was more breath than word. It
stole Rafe's own breath as he pressed closer to her. Her entire naked body felt
pliable next to his.
    Rafe kissed her again, long and hard and with serious
intention. He let his tongue press into her mouth, past her lips, letting it
slide in and out in a rapid, deliberate motion. The simple kiss made the rest
of his body feel as if it might harden beyond belief, then crack into
intoxicating bliss.
    Sara wrapped her legs around his, letting one drift up on
the buoyancy of the water to hold his waist. She pulled him closer to her,
never letting his mouth leave hers. Her eyes alternated between closing, then
fluttering half open again. His cock pressed into her legs. Impatience flamed
along his nerves. He maneuvered her so that his rigidity nestled between her
thighs, right against that gorgeous cleft he longed to taste.
    Sara's head rocked back and she gasped out a half-strangled
groan again. He thought he heard his name in there somewhere but couldn't be
sure since the blood was roaring in his ears. With effort born out of a desire
to please and not ruin it too quickly for them both, he began to slowly rock
his hips against hers with the lightest of rhythms.
    It was a torturously slow rhythm. Rafe's breaths came
shorter and more ragged, as did Sara's. Her lips still explored his, then left
to travel down his cheek and to his neck. The skin there reacted with trembling
as her teeth grazed over his pulse where it throbbed.
    He slid one hand down her arm, to her breast. Tugging at the
nipple he found there, he rolled it between his fingers, pinching it till she
cried out again in sheer pleasure.
    “Rafe! Don't