Dark and Deadly: Eight Bad Boys of Paranormal Romance (113 page)

Tension knotted her stomach. “You saved the people, Ryder. Maybe in the end, he wanted to die, wanted someone to end it for him. He was so unhappy since my mother’s been gone. Sometimes I think he blamed himself for her death.”

Silence draped between them for a moment. Finally she spoke up.

“Is Marcus still with the pack? Did you convince him to become your new beta after you defeated Alastair?”

“He’s my lieutenant.” Ryder flexed his hands. “There are no more beta wolves. No more alpha or omega. No titles. Just pack and I lead them.”

She liked the idea. Kara turned her head to regard the wide, open meadows, noting the broken lines in the fences. Rusting with disuse, a tractor sat in the middle of an overgrown field where corn had once grown. “Did you get a lot of money for your property to finish the repairs?”

“Enough to fix the most important things. I plan on sending the remainder to your brother to pay off his debts.”

“I hope it’s a large amount, because I’m not cheap. For one night or several.” Aiden wouldn’t be burdened by her or the bills.

“No, you are not,” Ryder said softly. “You are priceless.”

His words soothed her pride. Not that she was fool enough to believe them. Thankfully, the lodge seemed deserted as he lifted her into his strong arms and carried her up the porch steps. Inside, an enormous stone fireplace dominated the living room with its wide windows and commanding view of the jagged mountains.

Not my home. No longer
, she thought with a painful wrench of her heart.

Ryder carried her up the stairs, down the hallway to the last room on the left. The door opened to a guest bedroom with a white mirrored dresser, a narrow bed covered with a homemade quilt and a writing desk. White wallpaper covered with powder blue cabbage roses adorned the walls. The room felt cozy and welcoming.

Kara breathed a small sigh of relief he had not taken her to her old bedroom. Too many bad memories lived there.

Very gently, he laid her down on the narrow bed.

“I’ll get some fresh towels for the shower. Your clothes are in the dresser.”

He closed the door behind him as he left.

Suddenly exhaustion surfaced. The bus journey to Colorado and then walking through the woods to find the hidden cache of gold and the fight with the trolls took their toll. Kara closed her eyes for a minute.

She dreamed of home, before her father had gone mad and everything turned sour. He laughed and applauded as she and Ryder raced on horseback, running through the meadow into the dark forest and then into the secret tunnel leading to the lodge.

The tunnel, site of the hidden gold, the key to freedom…

Fragrant pine and delicious warmth surrounded her. For the first time since Aiden had spirited her away that awful night, she felt happy.

The scent of pine and fresh rain grew stronger. Kara struggled to keep the peaceful feeling intact, knowing it would evaporate like morning mist.

“Wake up sweeting.”

The deep voice rubbed across her skin like the brush of dark velvet. Forcing her eyes open, she struggled to remember her surroundings.

Ryder perched on the bed’s edge, regarding her intently. He looked sexy and dangerous. A shaft of sunlight touched his tousled brown hair, streaking it with chestnut. Amusement danced in his blue eyes.

“The sleeping Lupine awakens for her first kiss. But alas, the first kiss already took place and the handsome prince was punished for his daring,” he murmured.

She went to rub her eyes, and realized her wrists were still handcuffed. “How long was I out?”

“Thirty minutes. I wanted to remove the handcuffs, but you looked too peaceful. I didn’t want to wake you.” His mouth quirked. “You look so lovely when you’re tied up. Very delicious and helpless. I’d like to eat you up.”

Intensely sexual, his body was hard and tempting. Made a woman want to hold him close as he devoured her mouth. She fisted her hands, fighting the instinctual Lupine urge to surrender to sensual need.

“You’re too thin,” he observed, boldly placing a hand on her belly. “I need to fatten you up before I devour you.”

Kara gave a bitter laugh. “Too thin? That’s a first. I’m large as an ocean liner.”

His gaze grew intent. “Lupine females were made to be lush and curvy. Your body is ripe for receiving mine, and for bearing young. There is nothing wrong with you that rest and a good hearty meal won’t cure.”

“Give me a steak and we’ll call it even. I'll skip dessert. Maybe I can have it later, at my brother’s house when you return me.”

His voice dropped to a dark whisper. “I’m not returning you, sweeting. But you can be dessert. I have a tube of edible oil I plan to use later, when I massage you all over. And then lick it all off.”

Her lower belly tightened as she imagined Ryder smoothing hot oil over her body, lingering and slow, a sensual caress as he rubbed and stroked…

Blinking away the erotic image, she shook her head. “You underestimate me.”

“And you underestimate my determination. I want you, Kara. You will be my mate.”

Her mouth went dry. “Is that a proposal? Hardly romantic.”

Ryder’s smile widened. “I can be very romantic. But you know I’ve always been direct when it comes to speaking my mind.”

Kara held up her wrists. “Still planning to keep me prisoner? Maybe you’ll toss me into one of Alastair’s old cells.”

“I closed that section of the basement. First act I did upon taking over.”

He came closer, so close he threatened to drown her in his rich scent. His big body was aggressive and filled with purpose. But the hand he placed on her scarred cheek was gentle.

Ryder ran a thumb across the ruined flesh of her cheek. His touch felt sensual and drugging. She wondered what the smooth stroke of his tongue would feel like between her legs…

“We will be lovers,” he said softly. “You will become my mate, Kara. You cannot fight what is between us any more than I can. You know you were meant for me.”

Slow, seductive images, hands stroking over her shuddering, wet flesh, filled with erotic promise…

Stop it!

Kara spoke in a firm tone. “Take off the handcuffs.”

“We could leave them on. Just for fun.”

“Take them off.”

“Come now, Kara. Don’t you want to play with the wolf?”

“Wolves don’t like being caged. You, more than anyone else, know this.”

Ryder’s mouth flattened.Fishing a key from his jeans pocket, he unlocked the handcuffs.

Then the teasing look returned as he set down the restraints on the nightstand. “Maybe you should tie me up. Have me helpless before you, letting you do whatever you wanted.”

Mouth dry she stared at him as he added, “Naked, of course.”

Evocative images teased her; a nude Ryder, stretched out like an offering for her exploring fingers.

His gaze grew heavy-lidded. “Do you remember our kiss? Not what happened after, hell, I’d rather erase that from both our memories, but how it felt to kiss me?”

She licked her lips, tasting the memory of his mouth upon hers. He’d been gentle, so tender at first, and then she’d and kissed him back with all the passion she’d hidden. The kiss had turned into a raging inferno, leaving her breathless, shaky and her loins full and aching.

“I want you to kiss me. Show me how much you want me, Kara.”

Kiss him again? Temptation flared. She inhaled his scent, and heat curled through her body.

Ryder stretched out on the narrow bed. “Do you wish for that, sweeting?”

Mesmerized by the gleam in his blue eyes, she stared at him, remembering the smoothness of his lips moving over hers.

“Imagine me lying here helpless before you. You lean in close to kiss my mouth. Would you like to know what I taste like? The pack leader now at your mercy?”

Kara nodded. As she leaned forward, he gently tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

“I taste like dark, sinful chocolate and the bite of whiskey sliding down a parched throat. I taste like the wild rush of freedom as you change into wolfskin and race beneath the moon’s silvery light. I taste like a man’s tongue between your legs, slowly stroking and licking your succulent flesh. I am the caress of a hand against your bare bottom, a slow slap of your soft, pink core just before I mount you and push deep inside your most intimate place… stroking you deep and slow.”

Her nipples hardened to pearls at his evocative words. Ryder sat up and nuzzled the soft, unmarked skin of her throat. Moisture gushed from between her legs. She felt aroused with each hot breath against her skin, the brush of his whiskered jaw against the curve of her shoulder.

“I taste like the heat from the bite that claims a female and makes her wet and ready for penetration by her mate,” he murmured, drawing in a deep breath. “I taste like sex…”

Very gently, he bit her tender flesh. She cried out in shocked pleasure. Lost in sensation, she clung to his shoulders, her fingers curling around his hard muscles. Ryder drew his tongue across her skin.

“This is a preview of the mating claim, when I put my mark on you,” he told her.

He cupped her breast, gently teasing the nipple as he flicked his thumb across it. It pebbled beneath his expert touch. Kara’s entire body clenched with longing.

It’s the mating heat
, she thought dimly.
I’m nearly in heat. It’s not Ryder, no, I’d feel like this for any male who showed interest…

Breathing hard, he drew back and dropped his hands. Desire turned his gaze dark as night, his expression fierce and demanding. He wanted her. A small thrill raced through her. He wanted her badly.

Kara’s heart thudded harder.

Seeming to wrestle with his desire, he squeezed his fists. Amber light glowed in his eyes. His wolf emerged, urging him to indulge his base, primitive instincts to mark and claim and mate. He looked dangerous, as if he wanted to tear off her clothing, throw her on the bed and ravish her.

Wondering about his intent, secretly wishing he
would
ravish her, she braced herself.

But Ryder rose from the bed, and gestured to a closed door.

“There’s towels, soap, everything you need in the bathroom. And I found some of your old clothing, put it in the dresser. Go take a shower, freshen up. I’ll be back in about an hour.”

“And then what?”

He cocked his head. “Dinner. Disappointed?”

“Not unless you’re cooking. You can burn water.”

He cupped her chin, gave it a gentle squeeze. “I’m not so great in the kitchen, but sweeting, I am expert in other rooms. Such as the bedroom.”

“You can have me for one night, Ryder, in return for the money you promised Aiden. I’ll surrender my virginity to you. And then I’ll be gone in the morning.”

How she hated uttering those humiliating words, feeling as if she were nothing more than a passing fancy.

Ryder shook his head. “I don’t want you for one night of sex, but a lifetime. When we’re mated, I plan on keeping you so busy in bed you won’t have time to think of anything else.”

Tongue-tied, she had no response for that.

She heard his faint chuckle as he closed the door behind him.

***

Ryder raced down the staircase and headed for the kitchen. The rusted and old appliances had been replaced with new, but the linoleum remained cracked and yellowed. Damn lodge needed major repairs. He hunted through the industrial-sized fridge, found a bottle of water and unscrewed the lid. Drinking deeply, he jogged to the front door and went outside.

The fresh air felt good on his face as he wrestled with his dark lust. Awaiting further orders, the pack males who’d accompanied him to the forest gathered on the porch. Ryder finished the water and regarded them.

“You okay, sir…ah Ryder?” David asked.

Pressing the bottle to his forehead, relishing the cool drops of condensation, he nodded. “Is the rest of the pack still at the barn?”

“Yes. They’re rebuilding the stalls.”

“Good. Go join them. When I need you, I'll call you on the radio.”

Giving him a dubious look, David nodded and directed the males to the waiting trucks. He must appear calm and in control. Ryder set down the bottle. As they drove off, he struggled to think coolly and rationally.

Hard to do when his cock was hard as iron and he wanted to race up the stairs, tear off Kara’s clothing and fuck her senseless.

He’d never lost his head over a woman. Except Kara. She’d haunted his thoughts in the dark cell where Alastair had tossed him to rot each time Ryder dared to question the alpha’s actions. Kara, whose dreamy smile and sweet nature had kept him alive in the days when, starving and nearly mad, he’d wanted only to surrender and die.

Kara had been his anchor ever since his parents died. Although her family had been understanding and compassionate, it was seven-year-old Kara who brought him food and made him eat when he’d refused to leave his room. For two weeks, she’d slept on the floor of his bedroom, being there to hug him when he awoke each night screaming for his parents, the grief a cloying thickness in his throat. It was Kara who begged her parents to allow Ryder into their family, giving him privileges allowed only to the alpha’s children.

Softened by his beloved daughter’s pleas, Alastair had agreed. He’d treated Ryder like a son, a rare show of generosity from the alpha who ruled with an iron fist.

Three years later, Alastair’s mate died and the alpha had never been generous again. Any affection vanished, and when Ryder showed the usual teenage rebellion, Alastair overreacted. The alpha’s ill treatment made Ryder into the pack omega, the lowest wolf in Lupine hierarchy.

But Kara continued to stick by his side, maintaining their friendship and ignoring other males who started showing interest as she matured.

He wasn’t certain when he became aware of her as a sexually ripe female. Maybe it was four years ago, the day she’d turned 19 and he’d watched her lick frosting off her birthday cake with her delicate tongue. Or the day they’d been working outside and he saw a flash of smooth, creamy skin as she’d lifted her shirt to wipe her face. Or the time when he’d seen her in tight jeans, her hips swaying with natural grace as she walked into the barn. He’d stopped forking hay and stared. And then Kara had bent over to scoop grain from a barrel, those jeans stretching smoothly over her plumb ass. He’d fought the urge to yank down her pants, pull out his cock and take her from behind, the traditional way a male Lupine mated with a female.