Mating Rights by Allie Blocker Read Free Book Online

has supernatural reflexes, right? And I have magic. It’s a perfect combination.
    Back to the subject at hand, Kamra , I sternly warn myself.
    “I refuse to do it. I will not be your pack whore.” And I mean it. If those supermodel wolves are even half as virile as he is, I’ll die of orgasm overload. My pussy would fall off, or worse, get up and run away. “I counted what—fifteen? Twenty of you guys while I was on stage? Go hire a couple of pros or—”
    “There are four of us in leadership.” Rannulf cuts me off right before I can really get going. I can feel a massive bitch fest coming on. And I am really good at bitch fests. “You are my mate, and you will be the mate of the other three. I am the Alpha of this pack. You belong first and foremost to ME . Though in essence, you will be the mate of Rollo, my Beta or second in command, Seff , my Master-at-Arms and Enforcer, and Fillin , the Guardian of the pack and my Emissary. You will only be alone with me unless you expressly wish it otherwise. Your young, every last one of them, will be claimed by me. And given the modern times we live in, you will be officially my wife. As soon as fucking possible, we will be married legally, though by the moon you already belong to me. Tomorrow will be soon enough to marry, I guess, but tonight would’ve been nice. I guess I can wait until tomorrow.”
    Whoa! Just—just, whoa!
    I really want to say hell no. Everything he said is all kinds of wrong. No woman in her right mind would say yes to some crazy-ass shit like what just came out of his mouth.
    But then the memory of Rollo flashes through my mind. I’m a goner. I’ve completely lost it because as he turns off the main road, I slip off his shirt and climb into his lap.
    While he’s still driving.

Chapter IX
    Rannulf
     
    Thank the moon and the stars! From the moment the little witch punched me, I began to throb unbearably. Gods, will I ever get enough of this woman? Given our combined natural physiology, probably not. And frankly, I don’t want to get enough. It feels damned good to want a woman this way, and to have her want me back—nothing can beat it. I want to need this woman morning, noon and night, with a midnight snack thrown in just to tide me over.
    I should stop the car. I need to stop the fucking car and get these jeans off, or at least open enough to slide back home, but between Kamra’s insistent tugging and the helpful assist of me lifting my ass off the seat while trying to look around her to see the road, she manages to free my dick nicely. Well, maybe not so nicely. There’s a series of grunts and jerking motions all while our mouths fuse. And I can’t see the fucking road. Shit. But my mate has tangled her fingers in my hair, crushing her mouth down on mine before thrusting her tongue inside. Fuck. Yes. Better yet, as soon as my cock is free, she sinks down, the walls of that still ultra-tight cunt closing around me instantly. Once again, those inner wall ridges are massaging the shit out of me with those saturated spasms. I almost forget to move with her. The way her hips swivel, taking me deeper just by rolling on my lap, is too sublime to interrupt. For just a moment I simply hold her ass with one hand, squeezing the firm flesh as I enjoy her ride while trying to keep the wheel steady with the other.
    “Drive,” Kamra growls, tearing her lips from mine before leaning in and biting my ear. Not nipping, not a playful tug, She bites down like she’s hungry and I’m delicious. She bites me like a wolf.
    “Oh, yeah, baby girl, that’s the way I like it,” I moan loudly. Not exactly an Alpha action but I don’t give a shit. I can’t seem to form many coherent words.
    The front seat is cramped as hell and more than a little uncomfortable, but nothing on earth can feel as good as the sleek, hungry pussy gliding on me now. I may not be able to see the road all that well, but I let my foot fall heavier on the gas at the same moment I thrust