That didnat mean they had to act like heathens!

When she sailed into the kitchen, ready to tell Lowell just what for, she was ridiculously deflated when she realized head taken her at her word. He wasnat in the kitchen, hastily heating up dinner and setting the table. The laundry wasnat even started.

Had he turned tail and run away for the weekend the way he had planned originally?

She wasnat actually missing him, was she? Leila went to the kitchen window to see if his battered truck was still in the driveway. As she peered out, she heard a soft sound behind her.

She whirled. There was more silence. The kitchen clock chimed, and she jumped. Then she heard the odd, stifled sound again.

A groan?

Leila slipped a carving knife from the rack. Probably it was nothing. But it was a big house, and security systems had been known to fail ... She headed toward the noise -- And realized it came from the half-open door of Lowellas bedroom, right near the kitchen. She hesitated, her fingers on the doork.n.o.b.

h.e.l.l, head come barging in on her, hadnat he?

She threw open the door.

af.u.c.k!a They both said it at the same time.

Maybe she should have realized -- but there must still be some nave little girl left in her after all. Shead thought of a lot of scenarios when she heard those noises, but shead never imagined shead see Lowell, his neck stretched back and his face as strained as if he were being tortured, both legs spread wide with his knees hooked over the arms of an easy chair, jerking off.

aWith my panties!a Leila yelped. aYouare using my panties.a aJesus, Leila! Have some mercy here! Itas not like Iam not embarra.s.sed enough!a He dropped her clothing to the floor. Leila noticed nothing else dropped. Dear sweet heaven, if anything, his c.o.c.k was getting bigger.

aI -- I --a She stuttered, looking at this very aware, very aroused Lowell. His eyes were hot and focused directly on her.

Shead glimpsed what he could be like before, with the other men, when he was getting his brains f.u.c.ked out ... but suddenly she realized she was closer to the real Lowell than shead been in all the weeks head been carefully tending to her.

Wolves were freaking dangerous. Even the ones in sheepas clothing. And especially one who had her underwear wrapped around his c.o.c.k when he m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed.

What the h.e.l.l were you supposed to do in a situation like this?

Be alpha.

Images of three bodies in the moonlight danced in her mind.

She put her knife down on the dresser. aI guess I wonat need to cut off your c.o.c.k with this, even if you are waving it around like a flag.a Then she looked him over, just as carefully as he had her a half-hour before. He sat, frozen, and let her get a good eyeful. d.a.m.n. It wasnat anything shead tell him, but he didnat have anything to be ashamed of if he did want to show off. She fought the urge to lick her lips.

She looked at his hand, still resting on a hairy thigh, close to his b.a.l.l.s. aLooks like you still want to jack off, donat you?a The head of his c.o.c.k turned redder. Bobbed up as if to agree.

She circled him. aAnd maybe you wanted to jack off in front of me, or you wouldnat have left that door open, would you?a He made a soft noise in the back of his throat as if to argue. She put her hand over his mouth and shook her head. aDonat.a aJack off?a He whispered around her palm, his lips soft and tickling against her skin.

aDonat talk. Donat think. Donat do anything except what I tell you. Understand?a He swallowed and nodded.

aDonat you think you need to be punished for being insolent?a He nodded again.

Leila smiled, suddenly giddy as the rush of l.u.s.t and naughtiness and power mixed inside her. She took her hand away from that warm mouth and let one nail sc.r.a.pe against his thigh, up higher and higher, almost to his swollen b.a.l.l.s. Lowell shut his eyes and groaned.

aOpen those eyes. And be silent.a Leila touched the liquid pooling on his c.o.c.khead, and he jumped. aYouare already d.a.m.n near ready to come, and all Iam doing is telling you what an insolent, dirty boy you are. Ordering you to obey me. I can see your punishment will have to be harsher than I thought. You might enjoy it too much otherwise.a He shuddered, and another few drops trickled from his c.o.c.k.

aHow dare you sit in front of me? Get off that chair and get on your knees.a He scrambled off the chair and down, crouched before her in a wolfish subservient pose. None of them had ever done that for her yet, even if she was considered the alpha b-- female.

Another dollop of excitement twisted inside her as she looked at that tight a.s.s in front of her. Being alpha was d.a.m.n fun.

Leila sat in the chair. It was still warm from the heat of Lowellas body. She could smell him on it. Smell his s.e.xuality. She looked down to where he was crouched. Yes, there was definitely the scent of his obedience and desire mixed. Why did that make her so excited?

She hooked her legs open, slowly and deliberately, in the same position head been moments before. Another stifled groan -- or was that a growl this time? -- came from the crouching omega. Someone was peeking. Leila chuckled.

aSo show me you can pleasure a woman and not just imagine what itas like, Lowell. Push up my skirt.a His hands were shaking as he reached for the material. She lifted her hips almost to his face and made sure he could get a good look.

aYou can use your tongue. Just your tongue. Donat so much as twitch with anything else.a He looked up at her. Dear Lord. There were tears swimming in his eyes.

aIave never --a aAnd if you make one more sound, Iall blindfold you so you canat see yourself doing it.a Because suddenly she had an urge to cry, too, which was all wrong for an alpha. She needed to stay the boss because ... because it felt like she was shoving him into doing something powerful, something she might not be able to control if she let him free. That would never do.

The feeling fled as he jumped forward. The boy didnat need any more urging to crane his neck forward. At the first touch of that eager, lapping tongue, she almost screamed. She fought the urge to stroke his back, the need to ease the tension in the tendons of his jaw as he worked it against her flesh.

aHigher and deeper.a She was stunned at how coolly she rapped the words out, even though she was d.a.m.n near choking. aAnd harder.a When he blew against her c.l.i.t, she clutched the arms of the chair as if she were on a bucking horse. In the silence she could hear the rasp of his tongue against her, the short, indrawn breath he took when she got wetter still.

aYouare humping the chair, Lowell. I didnat allow that, did I?a as.h.i.t. I canat -- mercy, Mistress. I canat hold on much longer. You smell too good. You feel like ...a aDid I tell you to talk?a If he kept talking, she was going to fall apart in front of him. aGet away from me.a He shivered, hesitated, and backed away.

aI guess pleasuring me is too much for you. Youare forgetting what I ordered.a He looked like he wanted to protest, but he kept his mouth shut. Leila continued. aYou wanted to m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e for me? Stand up and do it now.a He pulled himself up, legs shaking. For a moment he stood, looking down at her, his face unreadable. She smiled and put her hands behind her head, pretending to be relaxed, and let her b.r.e.a.s.t.s thrust forward under the thin shirt.

aDo your best, Lowell. Make it good and make it last, or I wonat let you finish me off. You want to do that, donat you? It sounded like I tasted pretty good to you. I can still see my juices on your face. Lick them off first.a He licked, carefully erasing all traces of her from his chin and cheeks. When he was done, he cupped his b.a.l.l.s as if he was offering them to her. She chuckled. In a way, he was. Clever boy. She nodded, signaling him to start the show.

He had good hands. Strong. Eager. His fingers held his shaft tight while his other hand began to pump. Leila reached forward and squeezed his heavy b.a.l.l.s just a little. Lowellas eyes shut, and his teeth bit hard into the front of his bottom lip to keep from crying out. A small drop of sweat ran from his forehead, and she smiled again.

aGo on.a She stretched out her foot, slid it between his opened legs, and let the tip of her tall, pointed shoe heel rest between his a.s.s cheeks.

A thin line of come dropped onto her leg. He stopped his steady jerks and stared at her as she pulled her leg slowly back. He panted, shivering all over.

He was waiting for permission. The knot of excitement in her gut, in her p.u.s.s.y, tightened up another notch.

aTouch your nipples first. You ought to have them pierced. Wead both like that.a She saw them turn bright red as he tweaked them impatiently, his b.a.l.l.s pulled tight against him, his c.o.c.k erect and tall. aNow your b.a.l.l.s.a He pulled at them harder than shead dare, rolled them in his hand.

aNow. You may come for me.a He arched back, running both fisted hands up and down his shaft, letting her see every inch. His breath rasped in his throat. It took about two strokes before he began to shudder, as if fire was licking through his body, or a whipas lash was tickling his a.s.s. At last he came, the thick white liquid erupting from his body in spurts as if it would never stop.

af.u.c.k. Oh, f.u.c.k. Oh, f.u.c.k.a Lowell sang out the words on a howl that sounded like pain and pleasure both. Then he sank back down to his knees and rested his head on her lap, covered in sweat. Leila trembled as if she had come herself -- and she d.a.m.n near had at the sight.

aYou came on my leg.a She cleared her throat, made her voice rasp with authority, rather than need. aDisgusting. Lick it off. All of it.a He lifted his head as if it were almost too heavy to move. His eyes were glazed, staring. Then, blindly, eyes shut, he slid his tongue down to her calf and licked. He got on all fours and stroked her leg with his mouth, slipped her foot out of her shoe and bathed that with his tongue. He teased the arch of her foot, tickling the sensitive nerves bundled there.

G.o.d, he was young. Young and strong. He was already getting hard again when she pulled him back up in front of her, between her thighs.

aAre you ready to finish pleasing me?a aI never want to stop pleasing you.a His erection stirred against her mons.

aNow you may use your hands and your mouth.a aThank you.a He bent, spread open her p.u.s.s.y, and placed his mouth against it, teeth pulling on her c.l.i.t, then suckling it.

Leila tried, but she couldnat help breathing hard -- breathing as hard as Lowell was. She looked at his c.o.c.k, pointing out at her as he attended to her. Jesus, the boy learned fast -- almost as fast as his recovery time. He paused when she stilled, moved harder and faster when she shivered. He moaned against her c.l.i.t, and she gasped.

He put one finger inside her, moving tentatively, deliciously up. She wriggled against that finger, clenched hard around it. Without any words needed, he used a second and then a third. Suckling, then thrusting up with all three digits, he pushed her closer to the edge.

aYouare so beautiful.a She thought she heard him mutter it even while his mouth was busy doing other things.

aAhhhh.a She ground her p.u.s.s.y against his hand and let the ripples of a climax clutch her, one too intense for her to breathe.

Spots flickered in front of her eyes before she managed to get her lungs working. Jesus. He was still there, mouth and fingers pressed against her, feeling every jolt of the earthquake head stirred up.

aStop. You can stop now.a He looked up, as intent as if he were on a hunt and close to his prey. aLet me wash you off.a Wash. Oh, my G.o.d. What if Dek smelled -- realized -- Dek.

It wasnat much more than head had them all do when they first met. Not too very much more. Somehow she knew Dek wouldnat see it that way, though. Leila rubbed her face. Stupid were rules.

d.a.m.n. What shead done probably didnat work under any rules. What had she been thinking?

aIall wash up myself.a aI could do it better ... Mistress.a Shead been thinking of how shead felt when she saw Dek with the other men. The shock and the interest, the anger and the l.u.s.t. Or maybe she hadnat been thinking at all. Shead been an idiot.

aLowell, what we did -- It didnat really mean anything --a And just what did that comment make her sound like? Leila shut her mouth. Never apologize; never explain sounded like a good motto right now.

aIam sure glad you think so, Leila.a A third voice spoke up.

Oh, s.h.i.t! He knew. Idiot. Of course he would know. That d.a.m.ned alpha knew everything and could sneak through closed doors if he wanted. How long had he been watching? Quite long enough, she was sure. Leila stared at the scuffed work boots and slowly up the familiar jeans that seemed to fit him like a second skin. She stopped at the belt buckle. His erection was pushing hard against the fabric of his jeans. That was rea.s.suring, but Leila wasnat sure she really wanted to see Dekas face right now.

aItas not -- we didnat --a Lowell started to stammer words out and then realized the virtue of closing his mouth a few vital moments after she did. In silence, he jackknifed up off the floor and pulled his pants on.

Leila lifted her chin and refused to hurry. She wasnat some d.a.m.ned omega. Instead she smoothed down her skirt and crossed her legs. She darned well knew he was taking a good peek. aDid you enjoy the show, Dek?a She got her courage together and looked up. When she met his eyes, she was stunned to see something that looked like amus.e.m.e.nt.

aSure did. Didnat you?a He beckoned to her, and slowly, still refusing to hurry, she stood up and inched a little closer. He didnat sound like he was ready to fight, but she wasnat letting her guard down yet.

aYes. And did you have anything more you wanted to say about it, Mr. Deklin Kinkaid?a aJust donat forget that was mostly all show, baby.a He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. As if she were maybe Linas age!

Leila tried to talk then, but something garbled and choked came out. She was torn between wanting to smack him and weep with relief.

aNow, bend over the chair and spread your legs.a His big, pointy-toothed smile was back. That was the grin she didnat trust for a second, but could never resist. aPup, get closer and take a good look. While youare at it, hold on to your c.o.c.k, because weare going to show you how s.e.x is really done.a

Chapter Seven.

aYouare twisted.a Leila knew her resistance was token. He did, too, because even while she said the words, she leaned over and let him push her legs a little further apart. She didnat even squawk when his hands moved high up on her thighs.

aYouare nice and wet, babe. I like you that way.a Leila gasped when Dek entered her without any more warning or ceremony. She was still sensitive, and it hurt a little. Dek bit her neck as he touched her c.l.i.t. She bucked, realizing that Dek had known the pain would almost immediately translate to pleasure. d.a.m.n it, she was still aroused. How many times could a female come in an hour?

Guess she was going to find out.

aI liked that little alpha b.i.t.c.h display of yours,a Dek whispered in her ear. His nail sc.r.a.ped her c.l.i.t lightly, and she moaned. aYouare definitely becoming were, baby.a Another groan echoed the sounds she was making. Lowell. Dear heaven, shead almost forgotten they had an audience.

aPup, crawl on over and soothe her while Iam busy.a aYou are ... too twisted --a Leila gasped and shut her eyes. That didnat help. She was still able to listen to the sounds of Lowell placing himself before her again, feel the wetness of his tongue against her. Why was she the one who had to make the objections around here? aHeas licking me and you!a There was something unbearably kinky -- and arousing -- about the tickle of Lowellas tongue against her and Dek.

aWell, Lowell has a first-cla.s.s mouth. He can do a lot of things with it all at one time,a Dek said absently as he abruptly pulled out of her.

aNow what?a Leila was afraid to even try to imagine.

She heard the smack against her b.u.t.t a split second before she felt the sting of his hand.

aThere. Thatas to make you feel better.a aOw!a The second smack stung even more. When she jumped, Lowell buried his tongue even deeper inside. Pain ... pleasure ... pain ... Jesus. aOw! Ow! How is that supposed to make me feel better, you -- ow!a But the flicks of fire were suddenly making her claw at Lowellas shoulders and shout out with more than just anger or agony. She couldnat think straight, didnat even want to. She teetered on the edge of cutting pleasure.

aBecause now when you think about tonight, you arenat going to feel guilty, Leila. Instead, the first thing youall think of is how that b.a.s.t.a.r.d alpha Dek made sure you couldnat sit down for a week. You might get mad and you might want more, but thatas what youall be thinking about.a She heard his chuckle through a welling pa.s.sion. Hot d.a.m.n, he was probably right. The way she felt right now left no room for guilt. aLowell, you have some of that lube handy?a That helped focus her scattered thoughts in a hurry.

aWhat?a Leila gulped. aNow listen here, Deklin. I didnat sign on for what it sounds like you have planned.a But she stayed still, and Lowell didnat pause with his rhythmic strokes. She was being pulled into something dark and fearful and ... exciting. Dek was behind her, holding her because she was trembling so hard. G.o.d, she wanted to stay this way forever ... caressed and cherished. Dek always made her feel so d.a.m.ned safe, even in the middle of his frightening promises.

When she leaned over again, knowing her a.s.s was up high and inviting, they all knew she was going to accept.

ah.e.l.l, baby, before weare done, youare going to beg for more,a Dek echoed her thoughts again as his finger pressed against her a.n.u.s.

aDek!a Greyas voice echoed down the hall. It didnat take long before the three of them heard the sound of his footsteps coming toward the kitchen.

aDear heavenly mercy, why didnat anyone stay out when they said they were going out?a Leila mumbled, and Dek laughed.

Leila shoved her shirt and shoes into place at nearly the same moment, some leftover adrenaline giving her speed.

aDek, d.a.m.n it, thereas danger!a Grey roared. aWhere the h.e.l.l are you?a Amus.e.m.e.nt gone, Dek sprinted out the bedroom door. Lowell growled, almost under his breath, and got up from his knees. He whirled around, grabbed the knife shead left, and then opened the bureau drawer.

aWhat are you doing?a Leila had almost grabbed his wrist before he pulled out a revolver. She backed up a step. You didnat play with things like that, and you didnat get too close to someone who looked like Lowell when he had a weapon.

When Lowell bared his teeth in a threat face, Leila forgot he was just the omega.

aWhere are you going?a Grey bellowed from the other room. aDek, stop running like a d.a.m.ned jackrabbit and let me tell you whatas going on!a Leila stepped into the kitchen a split second before Dek arrived there, with Grey at his heels. She had to wonder if Dek hadnat planned it just that way. At least she didnat have to think about explaining or apologizing to Grey.

Dek had scooped up Lin, who was clinging to her fatheras neck. Leila opened her arms, but Lin shook her head, burrowing her face against Dek. Thank G.o.d Dekas first instinct had been to grab their baby if there was danger. Grey was still talking, his face looking grimmer than ever.

aWhat happened exactly?a Dek touched his little girlas hair lightly, absently patting her shoulder while he paced. aAnd how many of them are there?a aIam not sure.a Grey locked the kitchen window. aTwo of them stopped me at the bar.a aYou hurt?a Dek asked.

aTwo what?a Leila asked at the same time.

aWeres.a Grey barked the word at Leila and then turned back to Dek. aNaw. Theyad need more than those curs to take me. They knew that. In fact, they acted real nice. Bought me a drink. They offered --a Grey looked over at Leila and then went on. aThey offered to take Leila off our hands if Iad help them.a aWhat the h.e.l.l --a Leila stopped and thought about it. It was the perfect bribe for Grey. Shead be gone, and there was Dek, back again with Grey for company. d.a.m.n. Whoever it was, they knew how this pack worked.

aThey offered to take Dek out if Iad help.a Lowell skidded into the kitchen, still barefoot.

Dek gave a long, considering glance at Lowell, then Leila. Her stomach knotted, but he didnat say anything. He just handed Lin over to her and stepped away. Had all that unconcerned amus.e.m.e.nt of his been just for show?

Itas not like that at all, really. Honestly, Dek. I let some kind of weird brew of jealousy and curiosity take over for a minute. Thatas all.

Why the h.e.l.l didnat she know he was reading her mind now when she desperately wanted him to?

aWhy didnat you say something right off, boy? They mustave talked to you first,a Grey demanded. aYou ran home before I did.a aI meant to. I --a Lowell flushed. aAw, s.h.i.t.a aThought you might take them up on their offer, did you?a Dek sounded as calm as he had in Lowellas bedroom. Much too calm for Leilaas taste. Didnat anything bother him? Didnat it matter?

aIt wasnat like that.a The omega made a helpless, hopeless gesture with his hands and then let them fall to his sides. aNot really. I started thinking about what it would be like if things were different in the pack. If I were different. But itas not, and Iam not. Anyhow, I told you now.a aYou d.a.m.ned idiot.a Grey shook his head.