Page 26 of Snowbound with the Alpha Wolf
Darcy spread her palms wide, revealing her pale breasts tipped with raspberry nipples.“No. Don’t beg, Adrian. It would ruin you. I won’t play those kind of games with you. I know what games you were forced into with Lars when you lived with hispack.”
That was a game of survival. This was a different kind ofsurvival.
He watched her nipples grow hard as pearls. He had to touch her. Couldn’t helphimself.
“And I’ll do anything to save my pack. Anything to haveyou, Darcy.” He slid a palm over her cheek, feeling warmth beneath his fingertips. “I need a mate. I need anheir.”
Darcy was the only one he wanted. It wasn’t her body, lush and lovely as it was. It was her spirit and life burning bright as the hot sun in the sharp blue sky. He was the moon, sultry and filled with secrets. Darcy was light and warmth. He needed her heat to counter thecoldness insidehim.
Balance, he thought. Life’s aboutbalance.
Darcy never surrendered. No, she’d go down fighting, tooth and claw. A hint of the passion she’d display inbed.
Stunned disbelief shot through her.Was she really listening to his rough, deep voice telling her how much he wanted her in his bed? Darcy closed her eyes. Naughty fantasies she’d abandoned resurfaced.She was naked, lying beneath him in that big bed. Sweat glistened on his brow, his eyes darkened in fierce concentration as he pushed into her body, his flesh slapping against hers as they madelove.
It was sex. Justsex.
He swept her up into his strongarms.
For a wild moment, she thought he would toss her onto the big bed. Instead, with the toe of one boot, Adrian pushedopen the bathroom door. He elbowed aside glass doors and stepped inside a shower the size of a walk-in closet. Very gently, he set her down on theseat.
The slow rasp of a zipper caught her attention. Adrian shrugged out of his jeans, tugged the mulberry sweater over his head. He stood before her, nude, his chest broad, dusted with dark hair. A scar slashed across the thick muscles of hisright shoulder. She knew it was from Lars, when the alpha had punished him for someinfraction.
He was leanly muscled, six feet of lethal wolf in a man’s strong body. Darcy’s breathhitched.
“The shower? Seriously?” sheasked.
“Indulge me in a favorite fantasy I’ve had for ten long years,” hemurmured.
Adrian stepped into the shower. One arm locked around her middleas he stood behind her and twisted the knobs. Warm water cascaded over her body. Darcy flinched, sagging against him as he murmured assurances. He pushed a hand through her hair, his touch oddlysoothing.
Adrian reached for the soap and began washing her. His touch was gentle as he slid the bar down her belly. Delicious warmth stole over her body. Darcy closed hereyes.
“I can’tgive you what you want, Adrian. I’m a Changeling Shifter, and you’re a Lupine who needs to father an heir with anotherLupine.”
Water beat against her overly sensitive skin. A slow glide of soap over her midsection. She felt his big body grow taut as he stroked the bar back andforth.
“You have shifter blood. You can mother mychildren.”
“Your people would never accept sucha child.” Darcy couldn’t do this. Not with Adrian. Too much was between them. And if he knew her true origins, would he feel thesame?
“They would accept whoever I chose as my mate. They already admire and like you, Darcy. They need an heir. I need you, Darcy. I want you.” His voice became rough with desire. “You belong in mybed.”
“I belong tomyself.”
“Yes, you do. And that’swhat draws me to you. Your independence. Your fire.” He set down the soap. Cupping her chin in one hand, he forced her to turn. “Yourpassion.”
Adrian took hermouth.
His lips were firm and commanding as he kissed her. His scent of pine and spice filled her senses, sent the Other inside her whining with excitement, ready to mate. Adrian coaxed her lips apart and plunged his tongueinside. Sexual need made her body soft, pliant and willing. She craved him like adrug.
A drug she knew would destroy her but could not resist. Darcy turned into the kiss, tasting him, her mouth moving againsthis.
His mouth was on her skin now, lips lightly tasting the droplets on her shoulder. Darcy’s breaststingled.
“Maybe this isn’t a good idea. You don’t really knowme.” Darcy wriggled, trying to free herself, but he held her tight againsthim.
“I know you, Darcy. I know what you need,” he said softly. “I can scent yourarousal.”
