: Emlyn

I have no idea what’s gotten into Richie. It’s not like he’s never given me attention. I’ve spent my life surrounded by Alphas and Guardians, but this is different. This feels…intimate. And I swear when he pushed me against the wall, it felt like he had a hard on. I’ve not actually ever felt one before, but I know what it is. I’ve seen them. When your best friends are guys, you see and know a lot that you wouldn’t necessarily know as a sheltered woman. So, he either had a large, steel pipe in his pants, or he was excited.

Was he excited by me? Was seeing me in a dress really that arousing? Or was he aroused by someone else and I’m here? No, that can’t be it. Richie would never do that. First, he knows my father would kill him, alliance or no. And then, he has to know that his brothers and Cohen and Clint would never forgive him either. So, this is something else.

He leads me into his room, closing the door behind us. “Did you want a drink?” He asks me, heading to the bar.

“I probably shouldn’t.” I say, feeling like I need to keep a cool head until I know what’s going on. I almost feel like this is some sort of prank and my friends are waiting to jump out and laugh at me.

“Good girl.” He says and the way he says it sounds like a purr and it makes my back arch, and my head lean back.

I snap myself back to reality. What in the goddess’s name is going on??

He pours another finger of bourbon for himself and comes back, taking my hand and leading me to the love seat in his room.

He sits beside me and narrows his eyes at me. “What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours?”

“I’m wondering what this is?” I say, gesturing around the room nervously.

“Are you scared?” He asks and he seems very serious. If I say yes, he’ll stop whatever this is. I may not know what this is, but I know I’m not ready for it to stop.

“No. I’m not scared.”

His smile is brilliant. “Good girl. You have no reason to fear me. Not ever, Emlyn. But I’m going to be honest with you. I want you. I’ve never wanted anyone in my life like I want you right now.” He says.

I can’t help but laugh. Now I know this is a joke. “Come on, Richie. Stop. Is this a joke? Because I’m not buying it.”

I turn and look back at him and his face is deadly serious. “It’s no joke, Emlyn. I became Alpha tonight and as important as that event is to me, being here with you, right now, is just as important.”

“Why?” I whisper, shocked.

“There’s something about you tonight. Something that has caused a change in my feelings for you.” He runs a finger up my exposed thigh from my knee to the hem of my dress that is dangerously high since I’m sitting down.

“If you want me to stop, all you have to do is tell me. I will stop. But if you don’t, I’m going to keep going.”

“Okay.” This time, my whisper is breathy.

He never breaks eye contact with me as he puts his thumb into his glass of bourbon. He brings his thumb to my lips and rubs the amber liquid over them. He pulls my lip down and slides his thumb into my mouth. I lick the bourbon off his thumb and watch as his gray eyes go dark.

“Have you ever been with a man Emlyn?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“Have you ever kissed a man?”

I look at his lips. They are plump with a perfect cupid’s bow, and they look soft. The thought of kissing him has me licking my lips. I immediately hear him growl.

“Emlyn.” The sound of my name, growling from his mouth has my back arching again. It was supposed to be a warning, but instead it feels like a caress.

He stands, taking my hand and pulling me up. He gently touches my cheek, wrapping his hand around the back of my head. “You’re about to be kissed, Emlyn.”

His lips touch mine and they are warm and soft. I lean into him, enjoying the feel of his lips moving over mine. When he nips my bottom lip, I gasp and his tongue slides into my mouth. He dominates my mouth, showing me how to tangle with his tongue. I’m a quick learner so I try to take back control. I feel his smile against my mouth as he shows me that he is in control. When he finally releases my mouth, letting me breathe, I realize that I am leaning against him, my hands fisted in his tux shirt. I start to pull away, and then realize that he has wrapped an arm around my waist, holding me to him.

He rubs his nose against mine. “Did you like that Emlyn?”

I look into his eyes. If I’m being honest, there has always been something about Richie that has drawn me to him. It can’t be that he’s an Alpha, I’m surrounded by them. Maybe it’s the constant banter between us, or that he’s intelligent and challenges my beliefs and knowledge about things. Whatever it is, I’m not at all unhappy to be here, right now, with the new Alpha of Shadow Falls pack.

“Yes, Richie. I liked it. I hope you kiss me again.” I don’t know where my daring comes from, but from the look on his face, he seems to like it.

“Good, because there is so much more than I want to do to you tonight.” I feel my body clench and heat travels south.

“Turn around.” It’s a demand. It’s not an Alpha command, and even if it was, I’m immune as a Guardian. I know, I’ve tested it with every Alpha I know. But, even if it was an Alpha command, I would want to comply.

I turn and I feel his fingers gently caressing my shoulder, moving to my neck and to the zipper of my dress. “Remember Emlyn. Any time you want me to stop, just say so.”

I nod, not saying anything. It’s only a moment before I feel the zipper of my dress unzipping. He slowly slides the zipper down, making sure his fingers caress my back as he goes. Once it’s all the way down, he slides his hand up my back, pulling the one shoulder strap off my shoulder and letting the dress fall to my feet.

I start to reach my hands up, not sure what I’m going to do, but not totally comfortable being this intimately dressed in front of Richie.

“Don’t. Put your hands at your sides.” It’s that demanding tone again and it makes me want to comply, so I do. His hands slowly travel from my shoulders down my back, to my waist and then down over butt cheeks which are exposed because of my thong.

“Beautiful.” He says and his voice is so reverent, it sends a thrill through my body.

He kisses my shoulder. “Turn around.” Demanding again.

I do, and since I’m a Guardian, I look him in the eye. His smile is pleased as his eyes leave mine to travel down my body, studying my strapless black bra down to my lacy thong.

“Who did you wear the thong for Emlyn?”

“Myself.” It’s the truth. I like the way I look in thongs.

“You like to look sexy?” He asks me. I hadn’t thought of it like that, but if that’s how he thinks I look, then I guess so.

“Yes.”

“Has anyone else ever seen how sexy you are Emlyn?” My eyes close briefly. The way he keeps saying my name is like a caress over my body.

“No.” It sounds more like a whimper than an answer.

“Good. Let’s keep it that way.” He says and my eyes snap back to his. Is he serious?

He reaches out, his eyes on mine and his thumbs rub over my nipples through my bra. I feel my body tense and my nipples harden as I watch him smile at my body’s responsiveness.

“Do you like that?”

“Yes.”

“Take off your bra.”

I reach behind me and unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor.

When l look back at his face, his eyes are so dark, they are nearly black.

He watches me and he runs his thumbs over my nipples again, this time they turn into hard peaks. I can’t help the whimper that leaves my mouth.

“Good girl.” He says and I’m not sure why, but it still feels good to hear him say it. Whatever I’m doing seems to be making him happy. And if he’s happy, maybe he’ll keep touching me like this. It feels so good.

: Rich

My mate is so responsive, I feel like I’m about to blow my load in my pants. She’s so compliant, so submissive to me. It’s making me so fucking hard.

I lean in and take one of her perfect breasts into my mouth, swirling my tongue around her hardened nipple. I love how her body responds to me. I can only imagine how much more she will respond once she feels the mate bond.

I suck on her nipple until I begin to hear her whimper, then I switch to the other side. I take my hand and pluck her still-wet nipple before sliding my hand down to her stomach to the heat between her thighs. It was a surprise to see her in a thong. The strapless bra was expected with the dress, but the thong? And to hear that she likes to look sexy? Fuck, I’m a goner.

I run my fingers over the outside of her thong, sliding my fingers between her thighs. Her thong is drenched. Perfect. I want to taste her. Time to see how submissive she will be for me.

I give her nipple a final flick with my tongue before standing back up. “Go to my bed facing it and bend over so your chest is on the bed.” I order her.

She looks at me, then at the bed and back at me. I’m waiting for her to say no, or that this is too much. If it is, it is. I like being dominant, I want that in my relationship. But if she can’t handle it, or can’t handle it yet, then I will wait.

But the Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes and my sweet mate walks over to my bed, turning to face the bed. She looks at me over her shoulder before laying down with her chest on the bed, her ass in the air for my pleasure.

“Like this?” She asks me.

I begin walking towards her, taking off my jacket and cummerbund. “That’s perfect.”

I watch as her eyes nervously twitch around my room. “You’re doing so well.” I say, hoping to calm her. I don’t want her to tell me to stop. I need to taste her.

I come up behind her, sliding my hands over the backs of her thighs, over her ample bottom to her small waist and up her back. I lean down, kissing my way from her neck, down her back to the top of her butt crack.

“What do you do if this gets to be too much, Emlyn?”

“I tell you?”

“Is that a question or a statement Emlyn Grace?”

“I tell you.” She says more definitively.

“Good girl.” I say before kneeling behind her. Her scent of perfectly ripe peaches, assaults my senses. My mouth waters with my need to taste her. I tap her legs. “Wider.” I say, and she instantly responds.

I run my hands from her fucking fantastic heels, up the back of her knees and up her thighs. I let my thumbs slide to her inner thighs so when I get to the top, my thumbs are sliding through her wetness that has started dripping down her legs. My mate wants me as much as I want her.

I carefully hook a finger under her thong pulling it aside. I take a moment to enjoy the view of her lips and ass on display for me. Her lips are glistening with her desire and I lean in, taking my first taste. I hear her gasp at the same moment that her body tenses.

“Relax Emlyn. I won’t hurt you.” It takes her a moment, but she relaxes. “Good girl.” She seems to like it when I praise her. I fucking love that.

I take my thumbs, gently pulling her lips apart to give my tongue better access. I slide my tongue over her clit, then slide it up over her glistening lips. Her taste is so delicious that I push my tongue into her opening, licking up her juices, relishing her taste. A moan of pleasure rumbles in my mouth, against her sweet pussy and I hear her answering moan.

I let my tongue slide up to her back opening, licking around her opening. I feel her tense and I pull back. “One day, Emlyn, this ass will be mine.” I want everything, all of her. One day, I will have everything, this body will be my playground.

I move back down, passing her sweet juices on my way to her clit. I begin moving my tongue in circles, my nose buried in her sweet pussy. Fuck I could come just smelling her while I make her cum. I feel her tuck her hips, pulling her clit away from me. I growl, pulling back and gently, but sharply smacking her ass. I hear her sharp intake of breath.

“Arch your back.” I demand. When she does, I dive back in. This time, I put my hands on her thighs, holding her still as I increase the assault on her clit.

“Richie?” Mmmm, my name on her lips is beautiful. I increase the speed of my tongue. “RICHIE!” She yells before I feel her body contracting against my face.

I slow my movements, letting her come down. When she’s relaxed, I pull back, looking at how beautiful she is. I slide a finger over her clit, feeling her jerk at the overstimulation. I slide my finger up to her soaking wet pussy before sliding a finger inside her. I groan at how tight she is.

I begin moving my finger in and out of her. I know I’ve got it right when she starts pushing against my finger. I add another, gently stretching her and getting her ready for me. My mate will be mine tonight.

I slide a third finger and increase the speed of my movements, moving in time with her hips pushing against my fingers. When I feel her getting close, I curl my fingers, finding her sweet spot and feel her body clamp down on mine. I can tell she’s buried her face in my comforter, screaming her release as her body continues to milk my fingers.

Again, I slowly bring her down before pulling my fingers from her body. “On the bed, on your back.” I order her. She’s quick to comply. Her legs pressed tightly together. When she’s on the bed, looking at me, I take my time, licking my fingers clean of her juices. “I love peaches and that’s exactly what you taste like.” I tell her before unbuttoning my shirt. I watch her eyes darken, then get brighter with her Guardian wolf coming forward.

“What’s your name, beautiful?” I should know my mate’s wolf’s name.

“Morrigan.” She purrs at me.

Finley pushes forward, wanting to see his mate.

“Morrigan, do you have a problem with me making love to Emlyn tonight.”

“No.”

Finley purrs at his mate. “Good.” He tells her before I pull him back.

I undo my pants and let them fall to the floor. Then I slide my boxers down. I watch Emlyn’s eyes go huge and her throat bobs as if she’s trying to swallow but can’t.

“Emlyn. Look at me.”

“I am.” It’s a squeak.

“Look at my eyes.”

Her eyes shoot up, and a blush spreads across her caramel-colored skin.

“Are you willing to give me your virginity?”

She waits for what feels like an eternity but is only a moment. “Yes.”

I feel smug that I will be the only one to ever feel the warm sweetness of my mate. I reach over to her, pulling her thong down and off her body. I set it aside. They are mine now. I leave the heels on.

“Open your legs.”

She does, but not nearly enough. “Wider.”

She pulls them to the edge of the bed. I pull a condom out of the drawer by my bed and roll it on. Then, I crawl between her thighs, laying over top of her. “Submit to me, Emlyn.” I tell her, the head of my cock pressing against her warm wetness.

She turns her head, showing me her throat. I reach down, kissing her throat gently as I slide inside her. I hear her hiss of pain and I pull myself up so I can watch her. When I feel resistance, I lean down and kiss her. “Ready?” I ask. After this, there’s no going back.

“Yes.” Her voice is sure and positive. I thrust inside her, burying myself in perfect body.