Taming The Alpha - BBW Paranormal Romance (10 page)

“
Well,
I’ll be damned. Look who’s here.” She set her glass
on the coffee table, her hand trembling slight. “How’d
you find me?”

Her
question caught him off guard and he had no ready answer.

“
I
came to talk to you.” He took a step toward her. Lori moved to
his left, a not so subtle move that put her between him and Nikki. He
was struck again by her protective nature, the way she instinctively
seemed to be looking out for Nikki.

And
then it hit him. That strange scent he’d smelled on Nikki the
night before. He glanced at Lori, but she was looking away. He shook
his head, focusing on Nikki.

“
I went to the club, to see
you.” He gradually moved closer as he spoke, trying to slow his
beating heart, his shallow breathing. “I wanted to see you,
Nikki. See if you were…to see you again.”

With
all his heart he wanted to scoop her up and carry her away. But he
sensed he still had a way to go to win her over.

She
frowned at him, clearly confused. “You wanted to see me? Why?”

Lori
was perched on the arm of the couch now, arms folded across her
chest. Jax glanced at her and then looked back at Nikki.

“
Can
we go somewhere, talk maybe?”

Nikki
looked up at Lori and Jax felt his stomach drop, knowing he’d
lost any chance he had. But to his surprise, Lori nodded. Nikki
looked as shocked by Lori’s nod as he was.

“
Really?
You think I should go with him?”

“
Nikki,
he came after you. No other guy’s done that. Give him a chance
at least.” She stood, catching Jax’s eye as she walked
past.

“
Besides,
I want a nice peaceful night and if you two are going to be
talking…or anything else…I’m not going to be
getting any sleep.” He saw her suppress a small smile as she
left the room.

“
Come
on.” Jax held out his hand and Nikki took it. She stumbled
slightly as she put on her shoes and he realized she was a little
drunk. But she grabbed her jacket and purse, walking ahead of him
down the hall.

Nikki
was quiet in the cab ride to his house. Jax opened the door, letting
her into the downstairs. There were voices in the kitchen, Bec’s
and a few other pack members. Jax steered Nikki up the wide staircase
and down the hall to his room. He closed the door behind them,
thumbing the lock this time, not taking any chance on being
interrupted.

“
So,
this is a really big house. What’s the deal?” Nikki
tossed her purse on the bed, shrugging out of her jacket.

“
It’s
been in the family for a long time…couple hundred years or so.
One of the first built out here, when this land was still far outside
the city.”

Jax
pulled the chair out from the desk. He sat down, elbows on his knees.
Nikki was sitting across from him on his bed and it was all he could
do to not lunge across the few feet that separated them and take her
right there. Her scent, her body, her very being called out to him.
But he drew a deep breath, trying to control the primal urges surging
through his body.

“
Nikki,
somehow things got off track with us…and I want to fix
things.”

She
laughed, a harsh sound. “Fix what? Fix that I’m a
stripper? I bet you were really happy when you found out I didn’t
work at the club anymore, huh? Couldn’t wait to find me now
that I’m not whoring myself on stage for a living.” She
looked around the room, the high ceilings, the ornate moldings.

“
Can’t
bring a stripper to a house like this. Just not right.”

Nikki
got off the bed. He sat back in the chair, almost forced back, as
Nikki walked up to him.

“
You
think because I’m a stripper I’m something cheap, just a
girl you can use. Pay for whatever you want and then toss me aside.”

Nikki
leaned forward, her hands on Jax’s knees, pushing his legs
apart. He resisted and she pushed harder.

“
Let
me finish that lap dance I started. You never got the full treatment.
You broke the rules and touched me. But no touching now.”

Jax
was breathing hard, the closeness of her body to his setting off a
chain reaction of emotions and sensations, not all of them under his
control. Having her this close, when he wanted her so badly, was
almost more than he could stand.

Nikki
leaned forward, her breasts sliding up the front of his body. He
stiffened in response and by the look in her eyes, she knew exactly
what she was doing to him. She smiled at him, a smile that didn’t
reach her eyes. It was the pasted on smile of a temptress who was
used to creating a fantasy for men with her body, with her movements.

“
You
like this, right? I can tell. You’re getting all hot and
excited, you’re getting hard.” Her face was inches from
his, her breath warm on his cheeks. She leaned further into him,
sliding her lips down his neck, her tongue flicking out, hot and wet
on his skin.

She
turned suddenly, arching her back, her hips grinding against his
erection. He groaned, his hands instinctively on her waist, holding
her tightly. Just as instinctively his hips flexing upward. Nikki
looked at him over her shoulder. Her face was flushed, her lips
parted, leaning back against him.

“
See?
You all fall for it, the routine, the fantasy. But all this is just
make-believe. For me…and for you. I’m just a paper doll,
all dressed up, for all of you to use, to play with…to fuck.”

She
tried to stand but Jax grabbed her upper arms, sitting her back on
his lap. His breathing was shallow, his heart thudding in his chest.
Having her this close, her scent all around, was driving him insane.
That she was hurt by his actions was breaking his heart.

He
nuzzled her neck, her hair against his cheek, warm and soft. He
closed his eyes, letting the sensation of having her so close wash
over him, wrapping his arms around her body, hugging her tightly.

“
No,
Nikki. You’ve got it wrong…all wrong.” He breathed
the words against her neck, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts.
He felt a tightness in his chest, a longing so deep and powerful it
made him almost cry. “So very wrong.”

Jax
stood, turning Nikki around, pulling her against the length of his
body. He caressed her face with one hand, the other splayed across
her back.

“
You’re
not my fantasy, you’re real. You’re what I want, just as
you are.” His eyes traveled over her face, confusion evident in
her eyes, along with pain. His voice was hoarse with emotion when he
spoke. “You’re not just a stripper, Nikki. You’re
so much more than that to me.”

He
scooped her up, carrying her to the bed, gently laying her on the
blankets. She looked up at him, her hair spread across his pillow,
her eyes wide.

“
How
can I be more? You hardly know me.”

Jax
climbed onto the bed beside her, fingers tracing over her cheek. “I
know. I know here…” He placed his hand on her chest,
over her heart. “I feel it, Nikki. In my bones, in my very
soul.”

He
leaned down, brushing his lips against hers. For an instant she
didn’t respond, but then, slowly she relaxed beneath his touch,
her lips parting. After a moment her arms came up and she wrapped
them around his neck.

The
kiss deepened and he slid one hand beneath her body, pulling her
against him. She responded, arching her back, her breasts pressed
against his chest, hips against his.

The
kiss went on, her tongue flicking out, tracing the contours of his
lower lip before slipping into his mouth. The touch of her sent a
thrill through his body and he shivered, pulling her closer, his body
moving over hers.

He
wanted her skin against his, their clothes suddenly a huge obstacle.
His hands tugged at the zipper on her jeans, fingers moving
restlessly beneath her shirt. She responded instantly, her hands
pulling his t-shirt up, palms sliding over his chest.

Then
she was pushing him over onto his back, rising up beside him.

“
Why
do you want me? What makes me so special?” Her voice was low,
hesitant, full of doubt.

He
looked up at her, her eyes questioning his, longing and hope and a
myriad of emotions all playing across her face.

“
I
want you because you’re meant for me. You’re my mate, my
soul mate…my everything.” He held her hand, kissing her
fingertips before pulling her down on top of him. She squirmed in his
grasp and he saw a smile playing about her lips.

“
You’re
everything I’ve ever wanted, Nikki. You’re like no other
girl I’ve ever met. And I want you, like I’ve never
wanted anything before.”

He
sat up, pulling his shirt over his head. Reaching for Nikki, he slid
her shirt up over her head, her hair falling about her shoulders. He
drew a sharp breath as an image of her, as his mate…in wolf
form…flashed through his mind. He saw her sleek and agile, the
color of sable tinged with fire.

She
pushed him back on the bed, reaching for the snap and zipper of his
jeans, her lower lip caught in her teeth in concentration. He lay
with his arms behind his head, as she slowly pulled down the zipper,
tugging his jeans down his hips.

Her
fingers were warm as she took his cock in her hand and he groaned
softly. She held him, stroking him softly, slowly. She watched him,
her eyes never leaving his face, her cheeks flushed, lips parted.

When
he couldn’t take anymore he sat up, tipping her back on the
bed. He had her jeans off in a heartbeat, looking down at her lush
body spread out beneath him.

“
You’re
the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Nikki. You’re a
goddess. Never let anyone tell you any differently. Never tell
yourself that either.”

She
looked up at him with large eyes, tears welling up in them. He leaned
forward, her breasts warm against his chest, kissing her softly. When
he withdrew, she was crying.

“
No
one has ever said that before. At least no one who actually meant
it.”

“
You
should be told that every day.”

“
Are
you offering?” She smiled at him, and he nodded.

“
Yes…I
am.”

Jax
settled himself over Nikki, resting his elbows beside her shoulders,
her legs moving apart, accepting him between them. He wanted to take
her, make love to her, but he wanted to let her come to him, let her
show him when she was ready.

She
caressed his face with soft fingers, her body moving beneath him. Her
hips were rising to meet his, her thighs brushing against his hips.
She’d caught her lip between her teeth again, looking up at
him, her eyes no longer filled with pain. But doubt shadowed them.

“
Jax,
is this more than just a fling for you? There’s something else
here?”

He
nodded. “Far more. I’m falling in love you, Nikki. Like
I’ve never fallen in love with any woman before.”

She
pulled him to her then, her kiss hot and hard, her hips rolling up,
seeking him. And he found her, shifting his hips, her incredible
warmth surrounding his cock as he entered her.

He
wanted to make love to her for hours, but some barrier broke loose
between them and in minutes they were thrashing in a primal dance,
bodies slick with sweat, breath rasping fast and hard, hearts
pounding.

Nikki
cried out, her body arching up beneath him as she met him, thrust for
thrust. Jax was out of control, his body taking over, Nikki’s
body bringing every cell in his body alive. He ached for release as
much as he wanted to prolong this feeling. But the animal urges of
his body won.

When
he came, it was with a force that shook him to his very core. He
threw his head back, almost howling at the ceiling, pushing himself
further into Nikki, wanting to be swallowed by her.

She
twisted beneath him, her hair a tangled mass flowing across the
pillow. Jax felt nuance of her body, every muscle that tightened and
pulsed, contracted and released, the ebb and flow of her as she came.

They
were a sweaty disheveled mass of arms and legs, twisted sheets,
pillows flung to the floor when it was all over. Jax had never been
so relaxed, so content, yet so aware of everything around him,
especially everything that centered on Nikki. He could sense her
heartbeat, her breathing, the flow of blood through her veins. All of
it was intoxicating, a heady mixture that made him dizzy.

After
a long time she snuggled against him, sighing deeply and he managed
to pull the blanket over them. She was so quiet, her breathing slow
and regular, that he thought she was asleep. When she spoke, it
startled him.

“
Do
you still mean what you said? About falling in love with me?”

For
the second time that night, her question took him by surprise. But
for this question he had an answer.

“
Of
course I do.” He kissed her forehead, his fingers winding
through her hair. “Why would you think I didn’t?”

She
shifted uneasily in his arms. “Because no guy ever has…loved
me after.”