Holt: A Wolf's Hunger Alpha Shifter Romance Page 10

  Tears tricked down my face at his words. All we had was each other. I couldn’t imagine taking my next breath if anything were to happen to Holt. He reached his hand out and, using the pad of his thumb, wiped the tears away, then pulled me in and claimed my mouth. I was his.

  “We go a long way back, Holt. I had some of the best times of my life running in the parks and hunting with you, playing games, and letting our Wolves run free. I always felt a special bond to you but I couldn’t explain it. I can’t imagine my life without you, or with anyone else. You’re everything to me. I’m honored to be your soul mate and look forward to many years, many children, and many happy memories with you.”

  When Holt stood he helped me to my feet, then held me so my back was against his front. His warm soft lips peppered the column of my neck with light kisses. His hand at my waist pulled me against his bulge. The crotch of my thong was soaked. I wanted him so badly. I needed him to brand me like only he could.

  His fingers made their way under one of the dress straps and shoved it off my shoulder. I tilted my head slightly to give him better access to my neck. He may not have much experience, but he was definitely finding every single hot spot on me. Most of them I had no idea even existed.

  I turned into his embrace and slid my arms around his neck, pulling him down to me. One hand slid down his muscled back and I held him tight. My Coy-wolf was whining, and taking over. No matter how hard I tried to fight her will, she was commanding my aggressive moves.

  Holt’s hands played at the hem of my dress, then he tugged the fabric up gently until he had it bunched around my waist. His hands circled my waist, then rubbed over the exposed skin of my hips. He slowly let them glide back up to my waist, then moved them down my buttocks. With a cheek in each hand, he lifted me. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

  Holt walked back to a bedroom with a queen-sized bed. Once he got to the edge of the bed he gently set me down, raised my dress up over my head and tossed it onto the floor, then stalked up me until our lips were rejoined. I wanted him inside me. I needed him.

  A soft moan rumbled up my throat just as Holt let his tongue glide across my skin.

  “You taste heavenly. I could kiss and lick you forever, my love.”

  I thought if I ever heard the ‘my love’ reference again I’d go ballistic, but those two words sounded magical coming from Holt’s mouth.

  My eyes were closed and my stomach had a case of butterflies like I’d never felt before. I felt his hands tug at my thong, then he slid the satin fabric over my hips and down my legs. I was bare and exposed to him. This is really happening, I thought.

  I parted my legs slightly so Holt could move closer to me, so I could feel him. I wiggled my hips in anticipation.

  I inhaled a deep breath. The only thing standing between us making love for the first time was a few articles of clothes. Holt’s clothes.

  It was as if he was reading my mind. He stood and I immediately missed his touch. He quickly unfastened then pushed his pants down. My hips wiggled again as our eyes stayed focused on each other. My eyes roamed his body, landing on his jutted erection. He looked huge, like he wouldn’t fit. But the Goddess paired us. There was no way she would do that, would she? I sat up, then moved farther away from where Holt was standing.

  “Are you planning to go somewhere, sweetheart?” His voice had a sexy huskiness to it. Before I could think another thought, Holt had made his way to me. He kissed my breasts then kissed up my chest, up my neck, and eventually landed on my mouth. His scent was driving me wild. He held his weight off my chest, while his hips fit snugly between my thighs and his cock pressed against my heat. I could feel the warmth of his length against my rear.

  I lifted my legs slightly so I could feel him rub against me more. I’d heard the first time would hurt, but I was ready for it. I craved the bond I knew was our destiny.

  Our gazes were locked on each other. No one or nothing else in the entire universe mattered except us. Holt slowly moved his hips back and forth through my slickness.

  With his eyes closed, he kept repeating his movements without any attempt to enter me.

  “Please, Holt, make me yours,” I whispered.

  A growl rumbled out of him. His eyes opened and met mine. I felt his fingers gently rub my opening. My hips rocked into his digits as he slowly pushed a finger inside me. My hips continued to move in an effort to take all of his long digit deep inside my walls.

  I watched him sit back slightly to line himself up at my entrance. I inhaled a deep breath to prepare myself to endure the pain I’d been expecting. Time seemed to stand completely still.

  “Are you ready for me?” he asked. I gave him a slight nod of my head. I couldn’t answer. I was still holding my breath.

  The pressure at my opening had me thinking the Goddess had unfairly played a trick on us both. My hips attempted to retreat from his girth, with no luck. I swallowed hard.

  “Mmm,” he moaned.

  He sank into my flesh with a bit more force, and I felt a delightful burning sensation that didn’t really hurt, but was somewhat uncomfortable at first. I felt a fullness I’d never felt before. I whimpered and gasped as I expelled the air I’d been holding in. His movement stopped.

  “Did I hurt you?” he asked.

  “No.”

  “Why did you make that noise?”

  “I’m okay. I just need a minute.”

  He held perfectly still while he was still inside me.

  Holt

  I knew I shouldn’t have forced myself inside her, I thought. If I found out I hurt her, I’d be devastated. I never wanted to inflict any pain, especially not to her. I loved her so much.

  “If you want to stop, I’ll understand,” I said.

  “No. Don’t stop. I’m yours, Holt. It’s just, well, the first time can be a bit painful from everything I’ve heard, and am feeling.”

  “You don’t like it? We can quit.”

  “I love it. There’s just a small amount of pain, but I’ll be okay. I promise.” She twisted her mouth then bit her lower lip while raising her eyebrows. She had the most beautiful face I’d ever seen, but that expression was amusing.

  We both chuckled. Her laugh was enough to force my softening dick out of her. What do I do now, I thought.

  “Oh no,” she said. Her slender fingers glided over my shoulders and up into my hair. With a gentle tug she pulled my weight down onto her.

  “Kiss me, my Alpha,” she whispered.

  Her lips parted slightly as my mouth found hers. Our tongues met and the fireworks were back, like from the very first kiss we shared. My cock stiffened, and I desperately wanted to feel her wrapped around me again.

  I moved my hand down between her legs and rubbed my fingers across her wetness, then slid one inside her. She felt so good, and her smell was intoxicating. After pumping with one digit, I added a second. My cock was throbbing. I needed to be inside her, not just my fingers. Without backing up and lining up, I lifted my hips and using my hand I guided my crown back to her entrance.

  Instead of pushing and forcing myself inside, I used my fingers to massage her while the head of my cock prodded and popped inside.

  She moaned, and I felt her body tense beneath me.

  “Try to relax, princess,” I said. My fingers caressed the side of her face.

  Slowly, I felt her muscles relax. Her legs spread wider, inviting me deeper into her. Her warm walls sheathed my cock as I continued to sink completely inside her.

  Chapter 23

  Daci

  Holt was upset with himself. I could see it on his face. He had been so worried about pleasing me, then that happened. But I wasn’t concerned. It was just our first time. I didn’t expect to have mind-blowing sex on the very first try. But, evidently, that’s what Holt had anticipated.

  “Baby, don’t worry about it.” I wrapped my arm around his waist and held him tight to my front. The friction of his back across my breasts caused my lower region to spa
sm with need.

  “I’m so sorry, Daci. I…” he started.

  “Don’t, Holt. We have a lot of time to get this right. It was our first time.”

  He rolled to face me. “I just thought it would be different than that. I thought it would be better. I wanted it to be better than that for you.”

  “We could always try again, if you’re up to it.”

  “Now?”

  “Sure. Why not?”

  “Does it hurt, there?”

  “I can get past that. I want to feel you in me again.”

  “Yeah,” he huffed. “What if it happens again?”

  “If it does, we’ll try again. We’ll just keep doing it. We have the rest of our lives to keep practicing and getting better.” I chuckled.

  “I like the way you think, Daci. I feel like I’m the luckiest man alive to have you for a mate.” He nuzzled his nose into my neck, then kissed and gently sucked on me. He rolled onto his back, pulling me with him until I was straddling his torso. I could feel him growing beneath me. My hips rocked, allowing me to feel his thick length between my slick lips. The tingles radiated through me. When I felt his cock head at my entrance, I pushed my hips against him. I needed to feel him inside me.

  “You want me, princess?”

  “I do. I really want to feel you again.”

  He flipped me onto my back and hovered over me. He sniffed and inhaled deeply several times.

  “I love your amazing scent.”

  My temperature seemed to get warmer at his comment. I hadn’t realized I had a smell. But I guessed I must. He definitely had a scent to him and it made me insane.

  Holt’s fingers glided through my slickness, then he gently slid one deep inside me, then dragged it back not completely leaving my core before he pushed it back inside me. My walls clenched around his digit as he did that over and over.

  “Are you going to make me beg?” I asked.

  “Hmm. As much as I like the idea of you begging me for my cock, I won’t make you do that. Not this time.”

  We smiled at each other. His fingers made their way in and out a few more times before he reached under my legs and pulled me closer to him. His cock was as ready for me as I was ready for him.

  “Ready for me?” he asked.

  “I’ve been ready.”

  He pressed the tip against my entrance and entered me with more ease than the first time. My walls stretched to accommodate his size.

  “Mmm,” I moaned as he filled me with a slow, steady thrust of his hips. So far, so good, I thought.

  “Ahh,” Holt groaned. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “Damn, you feel so fucking good.” He held himself all the way inside my core for several seconds before he moved. He slowly dragged his dick out, leaving just the tip inside me, then thrust back inside my cavern.

  “Damn,” I moaned. My fingers dug into his forearms. The fullness and pressure inside me felt so good. His pace picked up and he pumped inside me a little faster. He’d already lasted longer than the first time, and I was grateful for that. My hips rose to meet his as he drove forward, then rocked back down when he withdrew.

  He grunted, and moaned as we found our rhythm together.

  I was his.

  Holt

  I was so embarrassed after the first time making love to Daci, if what happened could even be called that. It was a pathetic attempt at making love. I’d masturbated on several occasions and knew how to keep myself from coming, I knew how to take myself to the brink of exploding and stop, let the feeling subside, then go again. I thought I’d taught myself how to last.

  But when I felt Daci, so tight around my shaft, and so wet, it was over. I never expected pussy to feel that good. As hard as I’d tried to not come my dick refused to listen, and no sooner had I gotten myself all the way seated inside her heat then I lost control. I wasn’t even a two-minute man; it was more like twenty seconds. It was the best feeling and the worst feeling all at the same time.

  This time things were much better as far as being able to control myself. I surpassed the two-minute mark, but I barely had any semblance of true restraint. Her pheromone scent of honey and a hint of vanilla was making me crazy.

  Her fingers released the grip she had on my forearms and her hands glided up my arms until her fingers were in my hair. She tugged me down to her and our mouths met. I moaned into her mouth at her taste.

  She kept wiggling her hips beneath me as I stroked in and out of her. I was fighting a losing battle. She was milking my cock, and it wanted to give her everything I had.

  My Wolf was telling me it was time to claim her. It was time to make her mine. My lips kissed down her cheek, down to her neck. My primal urges forced my fangs to descend, piercing her delicate skin as my mouth wrapped around her and took in the blood that flowed from her. She screamed my name just as I licked over the wounds to help them heal.

  No sooner had I lapped across her puncture wounds than she pulled my neck to her mouth and sank her fangs into me. I howled in pleasure as I lost all control of my manhood and filled her with my release, then collapsed on top of her.

  Within seconds I rolled to my back beside the love of my life. I was getting better, but I was still falling way short. I know women have orgasms, but I was almost certain she hadn’t had one. And that fact made me feel like a selfish pig. I had to figure out how to fully satisfy her.

  “That was so nice,” she cooed.

  “You’re too kind. We both know I fell short again. I didn’t make sure you were pleased before I lost control.”

  She rolled onto her side to face me, her head propped up in her hand. “We have plenty more time for that. We just have to keep practicing.”

  Chapter 24

  Holt

  Daci and I spent a couple more days practicing making love, as she liked to call it. I felt like I’d graduated from being a novice when I figured out how to make her come. I had no idea what to expect the first time I crawled between her beautiful long legs and let my tongue explore her delicate flower.

  We had come out of the shower and changed the sheets. I threw on a pair of shorts and she pulled on one of my t-shirts. She looked amazing.

  We both were starving. When our meal was finished, it took every ounce of strength I had not to lay her on the kitchen table and claim her there. Instead, we made it as far as the living room couch before we began clutching at each other.

  I yanked the shirt up over her head and my hands roamed her body. I couldn’t get enough of her. I have no idea what made me say it or do it, but I told her to have a seat on the couch. Once she was comfortable, I knelt on the floor before her then pressed her legs open and let my nose lead me to her beautiful pussy.

  At first I inhaled her scent and was mesmerized by how captivating she smelled. My mouth began to water. I wanted to taste her. I had to taste her.

  I lowered my head a little closer and extended my tongue enough to lap at her. I found her clit and ran my tongue over it slowly at first, then I moved faster. It was then I noticed the reaction I was getting from her. She’d whispered to me how good it felt. I’d found the magic spot.

  I rubbed my hands up and down her legs, then moved one of my hands so I could slide a finger inside her while I continued to lick her. Back and forth, small circles, back and forth. The whole time my index finger was pumping in and out of her. It didn’t take long for her low mewls to turn to louder moans, and for her fingers to become threaded in my hair, holding me tight to her.

  I growled against her heat as I continued my assault of her swollen bud. I used two fingers on her, continuing to let them make love to her. Within seconds she wiggled her hips, her knees closed tight against my ears, and she cried out my name. I didn’t quit. I kept going until she begged me to stop a few minutes later.

  I’d practiced that new technique a couple more times, and was pleased at her having an orgasm each time.

  On the fourth morning of being together, of bonding with my soul mate, we were int
errupted by the doorbell followed by a pounding on the door that indicated it could only be my apprentice Beta. He was the only person who did both without giving anyone a chance to answer the door.

  “It’s Dolph. I have to answer the door, but I’ll tell him to get lost.” We both laughed.

  “Don’t do that. Invite him in and see what he wants. It sounds urgent.”

  “Trust me, it’s not urgent. That’s just the way he is.”

  “Please, Holt, just let him in. If we turn him away, he’ll send Veronica over here. I know you don’t want that, do you?”

  “Ugh, no.” I pulled on my shorts and a t-shirt, then handed Daci a clean t-shirt to wear. Before I walked out of the bedroom, I turned and looked at her one more time, standing there gorgeous and naked with her clothes in her hands.

  “I’m going to take a shower, then I’ll be out.”

  “Okay, princess. You know where the towels are. If you need anything, just holler.”

  Her smile warmed me to my core. She was mine.

  As I turned to go answer the door, the pounding began, again.

  “All right, all right! I’m coming,” I hollered.

  When I flung the door open, I saw Trey. I was shocked because I would have put money on Dolph being at the door.

  “Hey, Trey,” I said.

  “Well, hello there, Holt. Mind if I come in?”

  “Oh, sure. Come on in.” I stepped to the side and let Trey in. Dolph rushed up to the door and darted in right behind Trey.