P.S I'm a WOLF! (Paranormal Shifter Romance Book 1) Page 4

  It was a night of sweet, stolen kisses between parts of their conversation, of tender strokes along each other’s hands and arms, of eager smiles and laughter, and fueled by excellent wine, it culminated to a hunger that neither of them had expected by the time they left the restaurant.

  Kip drove her home and walked her to her door. He was surprised that she lived in such a small house, but he didn’t want to say anything to insult her, so he focused instead on the one thing he wanted most just then: her.

  They stood by her door, and he reached up to touch her cheek lightly before bringing his mouth to hers to give her a tender goodnight kiss. The moment their lips touched, she wrapped her arms around him snugly and kissed him deeper to taste him and drink him in. He was more delicious to her than he looked, and she did not think that was possible.

  White-hot fire ignited within Kip as it had the day before, but it was much stronger, and with every passing second as her fingers threaded through his hair and her breath grew shorter, as her heart pounded and the scent of her desire for him filled his every sense, he knew that he must let her go.

  Struggling to control his need for her, he released her and stepped back, his lips swollen from their kissing, his blood racing, and his body growing hard for her. She stared at him with a desperate look, her lips parted, her breath short and fast.

  “Kiss me again?” she asked hopefully. “I don’t think that was enough.”

  He shook his head. “I don’t think that I should.” He made himself say it, though it was the last thing he wanted to say just then.

  “I don’t care if you think that you should or not,” she replied seriously. “Don’t you want to?” She reached for his hand and brought it to her mouth, pressing her lips to the inside of his palm and then the inside of his wrist, sucking at the pressure points there.

  Kip could not hold himself back from her any longer. He wrapped her in his arms tightly as his mouth moved ravenously over hers. She cried out softly in heady bliss and moved her hands from the back of his neck to his chest, gripping his shirt in her fingers. Something in her wanted to rip it right off of him, and there wasn’t much restraint stopping her from doing it.

  “Come in with me,” she spoke in a husky voice. “Stay the night with me, please.” Her eyes searched his face, worrying that it might be too soon for him and not caring that it would normally be much too soon for her. She wanted him more than she had ever wanted or needed any man, and she was hellbent not to let him go.

  Kip raised his eyes to meet hers and held her fast in his arms, his hands strong on her. “Are you sure?” he asked hesitantly. He knew full well that he had no business whatsoever even thinking about being with her, but there was nothing for it.

  “I have never been so sure in my life,” she replied, reaching her mouth up to his to kiss him once more.

  “Then I’m yours,” he answered, kissing her hard and giving in fully to everything in him that needed her.

  Janine shoved her door open and the two of them nearly fell inside the doorway into her home. She got the door closed with her foot, and Kip began to peel her clothes off of her as she led him through the living room to her bedroom.

  Snowball was asleep on the sofa, and when she saw Kip, she immediately freaked out, her back arcing up while every hair on her body stood straight on end. She hissed and spat, screaming her cat scream and sounding like a wildcat. Kip lifted his mouth from Janine’s, and they both turned to stare at Snowball. When Kip’s gaze met that of the cat’s, the cat shot under the couch and would not come back out again.

  “She’s never like that!” Janine murmured in surprise. “I wonder what’s gotten into her!”

  Kip moved his lips over her ear and throat as he blazed a trail of hot kisses down her. “I’m sure it’s just because I’m an unexpected stranger. Do you want to think about the cat right now?” he asked urgently.

  Janine moaned softly as Kip’s mouth left her neck and began to taste the top swell of her breasts. “No…” she trailed off. “I don’t want to think about anything but you right now.”

  They made it into her bedroom, and by the time they got to her bed, there wasn’t a stitch of clothing on either of them. Kip slowed down only long enough to lay her out on her bed, looking down at her and memorizing every single facet of the moment, of what she looked like, of what her flesh felt like beneath his hands, of her scent, so heavy with desire for him. All of it felt so important to him, and when he had absorbed all the things about her that made a riot in his senses, he brought his hands to her flesh to canvas it in ways that his eyes could not.

  His mouth and tongue drifted over her, tasting her, sucking and biting at her, teasing her and driving her wild but never so much as the moment he parted her thighs and brought his voracious appetite for her directly to the tender folds of flesh at her core. His tongue moved over her firmly, insistently, and then entered her over and over again as she trembled and quivered with intense pleasure so reckless that she came, and the sound and feel of her coming on his tongue only made him more insatiable for her, delving his tongue into her body deeply again until she came a second time.

  When she caught her breath again, he pulled her up and rolled to his back, settling her over his groin. Holding her hips tightly, he eased his thick erection up into her, pulsing hot and hard as it overtook her, making her gasp for air until he had filled her completely. He began to move with her then, sliding out of her slowly and thrusting himself back up into her as he gripped her body, his fingers tight on her skin, bringing her full rounded breasts to his mouth to tease her, nibble at her, and suck hard at her until she came again, clinging to him with a desperate grip.

  Janine had not known many men intimately in her young life, but the passion and fire with which Kip seared her with showed her that she had never known passion, and it was as if she was a virgin, experiencing it all for the first time with a master.

  Time and time again, he brought her to her fullness, giving her orgasm after orgasm, until her body ached with pleasure and trembled with weakness. He moved within her for hours, and finally, in the still darkness of early morning, he held her tightly to his chest and kissed her hard as he moaned, and his own orgasm hit him full force. He drove himself into her depths and held himself there as he flooded her, giving her all that was within him, until he was spent and finally rested beside her. He lay his head beside hers on the pillows and tucked her body gently into his embrace.

  With a kiss soft and sweet against her lips, he touched her face one last time, and then they both fell asleep.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Hours later, he opened his eyes, and his heart ached as he saw her sleeping there so sweetly beside him. He knew that he shouldn’t have done it, but he couldn’t have held himself back from it when she wanted him so much in return.

  Kip moved to leave the bed reluctantly, wishing that he could stay with her, wishing that he could have her all he wanted in any way that he wanted but knowing he couldn’t. He got one foot onto the floor when she opened her eyes and reached for his arm.

  “You’re going?” she asked in disappointment.

  Kip sighed softly. “I should.”

  “When will I see you again?” She smiled widely, sitting up and reaching her hand to his shoulder and his back.

  “I… I know I’ve already said this, but I really don’t think that we should see each other again, not because I don’t like you, but because I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to get involved with me.” He turned to look at her sympathetically.

  Janine rose up on her knees swiftly and took his solid, broad shoulders in her hands, gripping him as she peered sharply at him. “I don’t care about your worries. I can take care of myself. I want to see you again, and I know that you want to see me again too. What we discovered last night was so powerful, and I know you didn’t get enough.” She leaned forward and kissed him sensually, and he moaned softly.

  “I know you didn’t get enough because I sure as h
ell didn’t get enough.” Her heart was beating faster and her scent; that scent that told him just how badly she needed him, grew strong, immediately invading his senses.

  She kissed him long and slow, and then brought her hand down in between his legs and began to stroke him firmly as she brought her leg over his and straddled him, brushing her hard nipples against his chest as she drove him wild. “Come on… Kip…” she murmured in between kisses, sucking on his tongue and biting at his lips. “Don’t you want to spend more time with me?”

  His erection grew long and thick in her hand, and as she began to manipulate it, his skin became hot to her touch, throbbing with need in her fingers. She was infiltrating every part of him, his mind, his senses, and she was tampering with his heart at the fringe of it. He groaned deeply as his aching need for her began to crash through him, destroying all of his will.

  “I do want more time with you,” his deep voice was strained as he gasped for air. “I just don’t think…” he trailed off as she kissed her way down his chest to his groin, sliding her lips and tongue around the head of his erection. Kip cried out in pleasure and watched, stunned, as she began to suck at him, moving her fingers over him firm and swift while she drove him wild.

  She took him far into her mouth, and he began to pump his hips gently, pushing his fingers through her loose hair as he held her head in his hands, losing all reason and focus as she took him to places of ecstasy that he had never imagined. He grew breathless, panting and moaning, and she suddenly pulled her mouth from him and centered her body over his, sliding herself down his shaft until he was in her fully.

  Kip was totally lost in her. She rocked her hips back and forth over his, calling out his name as he crushed his mouth to hers and then took her breasts into his mouth each in turn, fondling her, squeezing the soft flesh in his fingers, and sucking hard at her dark nipples. She cried out and held his face to her breasts as she shivered and came, her orgasm coming fast and hard.

  He gripped her waist and held his fingers tight on her hips, guiding her back and forth over him as he thrust himself deeply into her again and again. She reached her climax and then reached it again, shuddering from the rush of uncontrollable pleasure he gave her. When she could barely breathe again she brought her mouth to his and kissed him long and deep, until he held her fast and let his head fall back, making a sound almost like a howl as he drove himself into her fully and soaked her in his release.

  Their hearts and bodies began to slow, and at long last, they parted and gazed at one another as they lay side by side on her bed. He stared at her, stunned and silent for a long minute. “You are unlike anyone or anything I’ve ever known. You… you bring out this passion in me… Janine, it’s never been this strong. It’s never been something I am only barely in control of. I don’t know what it is about you, but I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

  She grinned at him. “Good. I don’t want you to get enough of me. I want you to need me so much that you dream about me, that you come here in the dead of night to be like this with me here in my bed.”

  “I already need you that much. I shouldn’t be here, and yet… here I am, unable to stop myself. You are so different, so strong and sweet, so innocent and sharp. I get lost in you,” he admitted, staring into her eyes.

  “Then keep getting lost in me. I want you to come back. I want to see you again, and I know you want to see me again, because this crazy thing between us is only going to get better.” She grinned at him, giving him a wink.

  Kip sighed and smiled. “You know, you’re right. I do want to come back. I want more of you than this.” He kissed her softly. “I will see you again soon,” he promised, pushing himself up from the bed.

  “Give me your phone number,” she requested, sitting up so suddenly that the sheet fell away from her and he found himself gazing at her bare breasts. He struggled to keep his mind on what she had said.

  “Okay. I’ll give you my number,” he agreed, and he reached for a pad of paper and a pen on her nightstand. He wrote it carefully, wondering for a passing moment if he was going to regret doing it, and then he gave it to her and leaned close to her to kiss her long and slow once more before he headed for the door.

  Before passing through the doorway, he turned to look back over his shoulder at her one last time. “You are an amazing woman, for many reasons, and I can’t wait to see you again.” He gave her a wink and then practically disappeared from her house.

  Kip drove out of Seattle and thought of nothing but Janine and the incredible, life changing night that they had shared. He had never imagined that passion could be so strong, so overwhelming, and that it could affect him so deeply.

  He drove on until he reached the mansion, feeling as if nothing in his life was ever going to be the same. She was unlike any woman he had ever known, and he had lived a long time, knowing many women. None of them even came close to reaching the parts of him that she had reached in his mind and in his desires.

  When Kip walked into the house, he was just heading past the library when an older man with silver and black hair came out of the library, catching him at just the right moment to speak to him.

  “Uncle Dimitri.” Kip nodded to him. “Good morning.”

  His uncle was his father’s brother, and had Kip not been born, his uncle would be taking over the throne of the pack from Nicholai, as Kip’s father and mother had passed on. Dimitri had been a constant presence in Kip’s life from the day of his birth forward, and he was a guiding factor in many ways for the prince.

  Dimitri lowered a brow as he studied Kip’s face and dress. “Are you just getting home?” His uncle’s tone hinted at disapproval.

  Kip simply looked him in the eye and answered honestly, “Yes.”

  Dimitri drew nearer to him and sniffed deeply once, his eyes sharp on his nephew. Kip felt his heart skip a beat as he wondered if his affair with the human would be sensed.

  His uncle made a face in disgust. “What is that cat stench?”

  Kip only shrugged. “I can’t help it. I love to chase cats.”

  Dimitri furrowed his brow. “You have a tremendous responsibility coming up. Don’t do anything to mess it up. This has been seventy-three years in the making since your birth. There’s been more careful planning than you can imagine, and this is most certainly not a good time to jeopardize it!”

  Kip’s shoulders fell slightly. “I know.”

  Dimitri eyed him sharply. “There’s a formal dinner coming up amongst the royals. The purpose of it is for you to spend some time with Petra and Grigor at your family’s side. You must be there.”

  “I will be,” Kip answered evenly. He might not like it, but he fully understood his duties to the pack, and to his family. His phone rang just then, and he glanced at the screen to see who it was calling him. A photograph of Janine appeared on the phone. It was a shot he had taken of her while they were waiting for a table at the Italian restaurant, and he had decided to use it as her contact picture.

  Dimitri frowned as he saw the image that appeared on Kip’s phone, and he shot his nephew a dark look. “Who might that be?” His tone was sharp.

  Kip shrugged nonchalantly. “It’s just business.” He didn’t consider it a lie, as she was his business and no one else’s. “I’ve got to take it. Thank you for letting me know about the dinner.”

  Turning away from his uncle, Kip hurried outside to answer the call, thankful that he was able to move at speeds no mere mortal could comprehend. Kip’s heartbeat sped up as well, but it was because of Janine and not his run to get away from the house and keep her call private from crystal-clear hearing.

  “Hey! There she is.” He grinned as his mind moved back to that morning and the night before. She took his breath away, even over the phone.

  “I just wanted to hear your voice.” She sounded to him as if she was blissfully happy.

  He smiled, and everything in him relaxed. “I’m glad that you called. I wanted to hear your voice too,” he replied. />
  A few days after Kip’s uncle Dimitri had spoken with him beside the library door, Kip was laying in Janine’s bed with his arms wrapped around her, both of them sated and tired, at least for the moment. He had been over to her house every single night to take her body and make her his own, sharing his passions and desires with her.

  He kissed her softly and smiled at her, loving every moment he had with her, no matter that they were stolen.

  Janine looked curiously at him. “I was thinking about you yesterday at work.”

  “Were you? What were you thinking?” he asked, sliding his fingers in between her legs and gently massaging them against her soft folds of skin there. She moaned and smiled at him.

  “I was wondering where you live. I mean, we’re always here at my place. It made me wonder if maybe we could go to your place sometime. I would love to see your home, see where you live. People’s homes give you a lot of insight into who they are.” She looked at him pointedly.