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1: Chaos - Pack Alpha
Book: 1: Chaos - Pack Alpha Read Online Free
Author: Carys Weldon
Tags: Erótica
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shower?” He turned his back on me, practically dropped me cold, and had the water on in no time flat. He stepped in before I could answer, even.
     
     
    I was too busy watching his backside, thinking please don’t turn your back on me. Not after that.
     
     
    He peeked out from behind the shower curtain, “You coming?”
     
     
    Peeling his jersey over my head, I flicked it to the floor. He watched my quick strip, and his eyes darkened in appreciation, I think, as his gaze fell to my breasts. Perky puny things, if you ask me. Large areolas, thick nipples. I cupped them with both hands, feeling distinctly flustered all of a sudden. I mean, I didn’t think they were worth looking at. I probably blushed with my discomfort.
     
     
    I joked, “Already did that, thanks.”
     
     
    “Get your ass in here,” he grinned at me.
     
     
    He was too cute. Too bossy. I stepped in. He hogged the water while I watched. He did it with a smirk, too, knowing what I was thinking.
     
     
    Water hog .
     
     
    It cascaded over his face, which he’d turned up toward the ceiling, smug little smirk on his lips.
     
     
    He grabbed me without warning, dragged me under it, up against his body. I couldn’t see for it hitting me in the eyelids. I couldn’t breathe for it trying to go down my throat. So I sputtered more than anything, and tried to fight it.
     
     
    But next thing you know, he had his lips on mine, blocking out the spray. Oh, it splattered all around us, skittering over our shoulders, and down between us.
     
     
    He had me breathless.
     
     
    And that’s when he told me, “You’ll find I hog a lot of things.” He reached down between my legs again, putting a finger to my clit, and warned me, “Like this.” His other hand grabbed my boob, and he squeezed, adding, “And this.” Then his lips took mine again in a hard kiss, “And this.”
     
     
    But more important, I heard, in my head, his voice clear as a bell. I could kill for this. His finger slipped inside of me.
     
     
    Okay. So...yeah. There was a thrill and threat of danger there. And a whole lot of confusion going on in my head. Not only was I dealing with my own thoughts--and trying not to think--but he was in there, too.
     
     
    It scared me. I’m sure he could see it in my eyes, but he wouldn’t let me pull away. And I’m sure I trembled, inside and out. I needed more than anything to turn my back on him. To walk away. To get the hell out of there.
     
     
    But I couldn’t.
     
     
    He was everything I’d ever wanted, and everything I totally feared. He read my mind again, and shook his head, “Don’t be afraid, Tee.” That damn smile emerged again, and he said, “I’ll let you in on a secret...” he winked, “my bark is worse than my bite.”
     
     
    But I knew different. He had canines the size of elephant tusks. Okay, that’s a slight exaggeration, but you know what I mean.
     
     
    I told him, “Well...my bite is worse than my bark, and I don’t usually give a growl first.”
     
     
    Tee. My name. Nickname for Teeth. Did I mention that? I had some eyeteeth worth bragging about on my own. More important, when I was in a mood, I was a flashing fast mongrel mouth. Probably added to my bitchy façade. I knew what I was all about. Lashing out before somebody hurt me.
     
     
    “So I heard.” Deftly, he removed his finger from my body, then soaped down, left me to watch. Then he stepped out before I could clean up my own act, gave me some time alone in the shower. I needed it. I stayed in there until the water ran cold. I thought he would be long gone by then. Thought I’d heard the door open, felt a rush of cool air.
     
     
    Fumbling blindly for a towel on the rack, I wondered if he’d disappeared altogether, got on with his day. Guys are like that. A ton of them leave you to find your own way out. That’s fine with me, too.
     
     
    But no. He was still there. Watched me fumble for the towel, didn’t help squat. Watched me
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