“That’s much better. Behave and I’ll make you feel good.” Exhaustion, lust, shit,

something came over her and made her completely stupid. Willow rested her forehead on the ground and let her body feel as the Alpha petted her. Indignation quickly flared inside her but for once, her body tampered it down as if to say: this one time; this one concession. You need this.

His arm held her tightly poised body as his free hand roamed over her arm, her shoulder, then down her back. Again and again that’s all he touched. The touch was deceptively soothing, cunningly disarming. Baring her teeth, she bucked her hips hard against him.

He winced and bit the back of her neck. Something not unpleasureable flodded through her. A gush of hot cream flooded her channel and doused her already wet panties. She heard him inhale with a satisfied sound.

“I knew you’d like my touch. Your scent is lush and rich. I like it.” He arched his hips into the crevice of her cheeks to prove his point. “I’m glad to know you’re ready for me, my Willow.” His free hand found the bare skin of her lower back, flattened his palm there. She was burning up but his touch was feverishly hot against her. His touch was sweet, reassuring. Willow hated it.

She fought hard now, twisting and squirming until finally she was turned around face to face with the Alpha. They were both breathing hard. His eyes tracked over her face, down her flushed neck and chest.

“If you wanted to look at me, you had only to ask, Willow.” Willow gave him a sarcastic smile. What he didn’t realize as he plotted his already-going-to-fail seduction was that she now had another weapon at her disposal—her teeth.

He didn’t have much leverage on her now, so he used his body to weigh her down. And it was like having a truck sit on top of her. A hot, sexy truck. He tried to spread her legs open again, but she fought it until her thigh muscles burned in protest. She bared her teeth at him when he finally won. He quickly took the opportunity to press his straining erection against her wet, soft core.

She moaned at the delicious pressure, there was no stopping it. He made a satisfied, gruff sound then pulled up her shirt in jerky movements. Either her reactions were slowing or he was moving faster because he quickly had her athletic bra pushed up and a nipple in his mouth.

The sucking sensations were too much and not enough. Willow grabbed his hair and

pulled back hard. He lifted from her with a growl, quickly grabbing her hands in one of his and planting them above her head.

“No! I don’t want you. Do you hear me, Lyonis? No! ” He stilled above her, his eyes finding hers. His hips pumped once, letting her feel the hard-ridged length of his cock, the bump of his head through her damp shorts.

“What your body and scent tell me disagrees with you, Willow. I promise only to take care of you. That’s why I’m here. I am your Protector. You can’t survive the new moon without me. We both know that.”

She shook her head wildly. “No, I’ll find someone else. Not you.” He laughed at her.

Actually laughed!

“What, find some little human you can command to sit and stay? You need a real man, a shapeshifter,” he purred, his tongue licking a hot path from shoulder to ear. He was so...cat like.

She did not like it. If she wanted a cat, she’d buy one.

“I don’t need to be broken in.” His teeth traced the shell of her ear, enticing her to stay still and simply feel his touch, and wonder wildly what he was going to do next.

“I would never want to break you, Willow. Why would I ever want to change something so strong and wonderful? I would hurt anyone who did. I simply want you below me. Do you know what I thought of as I chased you these past two days, Willow?”

Don’t answer. Don’t answer.

Curiosity won out.

Breathlessly she said, “What?” Shit. Shouldn’t have asked that.

His hot tongued licked her neck then sucked the skin into his mouth where he pressed his teeth along it, a simple, sexy bite. She shivered beneath him, her flesh still in his mouth.

“I could smell your arousal growing and growing. It’s the most fascinating scent I’ve ever smelled. To know that you’re all mine fills me with so much pride, Willow. Chasing you, winning you, and knowing what I’d get to do to you when I did. All kinds of images poured into me. Are you sure you want to know?” He kissed his way to the other side of her neck and stupidly, easily, she let her head fall to the side so he could.

“Yes,” she said raggedly, thick arousal coating her words. It wasn’t a lie. She was dying to know. She struggled to remember why she was supposed to hate this man. Why this was a really, really bad idea. How could anything bad feel this good though? The molten heat of his body melted her, loosened her muscles into a pliant state. His scent invaded her, blended with hers into something delicious, and his words...fascinated her.

“I wanted to win you, claim you.” Nibbles pressed across her soft neck. “I wanted to order you to your knees where you would suck my cock between your soft lips. A prize for me.”

He punctuated his words by passing a brief kiss across her lips. “I thought of ordering you to strip for me, then make you crawl towards me before you turned and offered yourself to me with your beautiful ass raised into the air.”

His teeth dragged along her rapid pulse then bit down. “I thought of licking your pussy until you were begging me to fuck you and ease the burning ache inside you.” His voice was so deep now, so husky. Willow could no longer tell if he was human or shapeshifting into some other form in his lust. She was far too gone for thought.

Suddenly, wonderfully, there were thick fingers against her bare sex. When? How had he gotten rid of her shorts? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. She just wanted his fingers there. He petted her, stroked her, then thrust inside.

“I thought of what I’d do after I claimed your body. I’ll take you back to my pack, introduce you to the members, then you’ll please me however I wish. I want to wake up next to you then thrust inside while you’re still waking up.” She moaned at his words, at his wet fingers so easily stretching her, easing yet stoking the ache inside her at the same time. She didn’t even fight the hold he kept on her hands, never once did she think to free them.

The way he spoke now wasn’t what he would have done, but what he would do. It was

like an imminent threat and it tightened something inside her like a coiling snake.

“I will take you hard and fast, then come buried inside your sweet pussy. Then I’ll spend the next days preparing your body for me. I will come on your breasts and nipples and then your ass, which you will raise for me when I want it. Perhaps I will take you there too. You’ve never let a man there, I know. I will take you when I choose, against a wall maybe, then send you to your knees to drink from me. Every pack member will know without a doubt whose you are.

You are mine, Willow.”

The thought as if he was doing it to her right now was so potent. His palm rocked against her bud as his fingers moved inside, and then she jerked hard, moaning as hot waves of pleasure exploded inside her. She bit her lip to keep from screaming. The thought spun in her mind that he’d just made her come so easily, with some words and fingers. She’d given in so easily.

“I’ll only ask this once. Let me have your body. Submit to me,” he growled against her neck. She shivered hard even as her mind quickly protested.

“No, never.”

He growled in frustration then his weight was off her body. Willow blinked her heavy eyelids in time to see him climbing between her thighs, his lips near her core.

“No, what are you—”