Untamed: An Alpha's Kiss (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) by Evelyn Glass Read Free Book Online Page A

weathered dock next to him was a man who could only be his father; he looked much as Parker did now, only older and bearded. The man's arm was slung around the boy's shoulder, his love and pride evident even in this impromptu photo.
     
    "My old man," he said simply.
     
    "How old were you here?" she asked, delighted.
     
    "Maybe fourteen." He took her jacket and hung it carefully on a coat rack made of antlers.
     
    "That's beautiful," she gestured to the rack. "Did you make that?"
     
    Parker nodded, pleased that she'd noticed, and took her hand in his. He led her down a hallway of gleaming wood planks and into the most magnificent kitchen she'd ever seen.
     
    Charmaine gasped as she stepped into view of the gleaming appliances and carefully crafted cabinets.
     
    "I like to cook," he began.
     
    She giggled. "You brought me all the way out here to cook for me?"
     
    "Among other things."
     
    She was hit with a cramp of desire that took her breath away, and when her eyes met his she saw the same desire in his. She stepped closer and he slid his arms around her, pulling her to him. It was like they were back in the garden, face to face, the same problem lurking in the bushes while they pressed their lips together and tried like hell to ignore it.
     
    His mouth on hers was sweet relief and she sighed into his kiss, making him grip her harder and groan softly as their tongues twined. Almost instantly her nipples sprang to attention in her lacy bra, and she knew he would feel them through her thin shirt. Dampness flooded her panties and she wondered if he would smell her again as she did in the garden.
     
    Only this time he wouldn't push her away.
     
    And this time she wouldn't say goodbye.
     
    Her back thudded against the wall as Parker pressed her to it, his lips traveling to her neck to nibble and suck her delicate flesh. Her nerve endings sizzled as his mouth made a slow exploration of her throat, her collarbone, the expanse of flesh just below.
     
    She practically thrust her aching breasts at him, willing him to cup and squeeze them, and he eagerly took her hint. Impatiently, he yanked down the low neckline and tugged her breasts from their lace cage, so they were propped for his pleasure.
     
    "God, you're beautiful," he groaned, burying his face between her creamy tits. He inhaled the scent of her flesh as he fondled the bountiful globes, flicking at her rosy nipples until she gasped. When his mouth closed over one of the sensitive peaks, she shivered and arched into him, loving the sensation of him suckling her. Parker's scruff scratched her skin, heightening the sensation as he pleasured her.
     
    Charmaine reached for him, pressing her hand firmly along his impressive length through his jeans. He twitched against her touch and his hand guided hers as she kneaded and stroked through the denim., All the while he kept licking and sucking and teasing her nipples. She thought she would come just from his mouth on her tits.
     
    And then Parker pulled slowly from her touch, reluctantly kissing each puckered pink nub before tucking each of her breasts back into her bra, smoothing her back into her shirt and kissing her gently. She was mind-whacked and sopping, feverish with desire.
     
    He saw the question in her eyes and chuckled. "This is supposed to be a date . I'm supposed to be cooking for you, not eating you in my kitchen."
     
    "Oh, Grandmother," she teased, "What big teeth you have!"
     
    Parker laughed, the first real laugh she'd ever heard. She wanted to hear him do that again and again, and she glowed with pleasure to see his amusement. "Later," he promised, but she saw the temptation in his eyes.
     
    "I'm not really all that hungry," she whispered. "Not for food, anyway."
     
    In two steps he had her in his arms, sweeping her easily off her feet and carrying her down the hallway, his mouth never leaving hers as he strode into the bedroom and kicked the door shut.

 
    CHAPTER FIFTEEN
     
     
    He laid her