Tasting The Enemy

Elaine

Azaire appeared in front of me. His arms wrapped around my waist and his lips found my ear.

“Someone broke a bottle, it’s okay,” he whispered.

I locked my fingers behind his neck and leaned in.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Elaine,” Azaire said.

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“Teasing me in front of all these people. It won’t end well.”

“That’s the plan, but you don’t seem to take the hint.”

He smiled revealing his perfectly straight and white teeth. He drew me from the dance drew further into the darkness where no one could see us.

“Fuck, Elaine.”

“Maybe that’s what I want. I want you to fuck me senseless somewhere people can’t see us but will definitely hear us.”

He growled and tugged me closer. “Babe, don’t play this game.”

I felt the bulge in his pants against my belly. It rapidly grew and I knew I had him where I wanted him.

“Scared you’ll lose?”

He chuckled. “Let’s get out of here.”

Abandoning Ross and Alpha Richie we made our way to the truck. I reached for the door handle and opened it but Azaire slammed the door shut. He spun me and instantly felt his Alpha wolf reach out and coax mine out of her slumber.

Azaire lifted my chin. He held my gaze for a second before closing his lips on mine. My tongue darted out and reached for his. I raked my fingers through my mate’s hair. I moaned into his mouth and kissed him harder. I craved him and judging by the way his nails dug into my back he wanted me too.

“You’re so beautiful, Elaine. Fuck, I can’t wait.”

He pulled back and I instantly missed him.

He chuckled. “Don’t look at me like that, mate.”

The parking lot was full of idle cars and a few motorbikes. Azaire’s car was wedged between Richie and Ross’s cars. A part of me was nervous about people walking by and seeing us.

“Can’t handle it now?” Azaire raised his brow.

He hooked my waist, popped the backdoor open and chucked me in the backseat.

I gasped as he settled between my legs.

“You started this,” he added.

“I know… what are you going to do about it?”

Azaire ran his hands up my legs until they disappeared into my shirt. His cold hands made me jolt but it wasn’t enough to push him away. His name escaped my lips. I wanted him couldn’t he see! He gripped my shirt and pulled it over my head. He took a second to take in my modest chest.

“I want your nipples between my teeth,” he commanded.

Within seconds I surrendered myself to him. He took my breast in his mouth and sucked. I fisted his hair. My subtle pants turned to heavy breathing as Azaire devoured my breasts. He moved from one nipple to the other. He bit down and I felt it in my soul. His name left my lips in a high-pitched cry.

“I’m a lucky man, damn,” Azaire said.

He unbuttoned my jeans and I gulped. I watched him tug my jeans down to my thighs. Air zipped passed my damp underwear. I was ready for him. He rested his arm on the door frame while his free hand caressed my belly before finding the soft fabric of my underwear.

“This is a cool pack, isn’t it, sweetheart?”

“What?”

“This place, it’s nice and quiet.”

Why was he telling me about the pack? I wanted him inside me.

He pushed the fabric aside and took my clit between his finger and thumb and came down on it. I lifted my hips and gasped.

“What do you think, mate?” Azaire asked.

“I think we shouldn’t be talking about this right now,” I said through gritted teeth.

He chuckled. “Come on babe. Tell me what you think?” He formed circles on my clit. I whimpered and squirmed.

“So beautiful,” Azaire whispered. “You smell so good.”

“Please!” I cried out.

“This is only the beginning, mate.” His finger slipped through my folds and curled.

Another finger entered me and coaxed pleasure out of me. I moved myself against his fingers, needing more of him. Azaire’s gaze was hot and stern. Determination to get me off shone on his face. My walls clenched around his fingers and I came hard.

“Azaire!”

He fingered me until my orgasm passed but he got me horny again. Azaire was cruel. He pulled out his fingers and adjusted his pants. Just when I thought he was going to drop them he reached for my underwear snapped it at both sides and pulled it off me. He stuffed it in his pocket.

“What did you do that for?” I asked.

“You’re not going to need it anymore. Besides, I don’t want it getting in the way when we get to the hotel.”

“Hotel? Aren’t we going back to the Pack?”

“Nah, not today. Richie wants to check things out.”

Great, now I don’t have underwear. Azaire scooped me into his arms again and kissed me.

“I love you. Let’s get the hell out of here.”

A glass window shattered followed by a scream followed. Azaire tightened his grip on me. It was dark but I noticed people piling out of the bar by the dozens.

“What now?” Azaire grumbled.

Ross and Richie found us eventually. Richie had a bloody fist and Ross’ hair was all ruffled like Azaire’s.

“What did you do, Richie?” Azaire asked.

“It wasn’t my fault!”

“You’re not Alpha yet, don’t go around looking for trouble.”

Richie waved him off.

“Really wasn’t his fault. It was vamps.”

“Vampires?” Azaire asked, shocked. “They shouldn’t be here.”

“What do you mean?” Our pack never had vampires not even visitors but I always assumed it was something that happened in our pack.

“Vampires aren’t allowed on werewolf territory,” Azaire replied.

“Are you sure you guys want this pack? It’s got covens and vampires nah too much resistance,” Ross said.

I agreed with Ross but the brothers waved his worries away.

“Can we get out of here?” I asked.

Azaire rubbed my back. “Gladly.”