Trapped With the Alpha (Balfour Shifters Book 1) (32 page)

Stepping out of his arms, I turn to face him before leaning up on my toes to place a kiss upon his waiting mouth. I snake my tongue between his lips, tangling it with his as I soak up the taste that is purely Brody. Reaching down, I begin to undo his belt before working the button on his simple black dress pants. The second I get the button undone, I drop to my knees and look up at him. The look of pure raw hunger upon his face is enough to encourage me to continue.

“What are you doing, baby?” he asks with a look of curiosity flashing across his features.

Looking up at him through my lashes, I say the only thing I can think of at the moment. “I want to taste you. We have explored each other in every way possible except for this one thing. Tonight, I want to know what my husband tastes like.”

Tangling his hands in my hair, he tilts my head back and looks down upon me with nothing more than utter devotion in his eyes. “You already give me everything I desire, baby. You don’t have to do this.”

“You don’t want me to?” I ask, trying to hide the hurt in my voice.

Stroking his thumb across my bottom lip, he gives it a gentle tug, opening my mouth up to him. “Oh, baby, there is nothing I would love more than to watch you suck my dick. But we have years ahead of us to play and explore. Tonight, I just want to focus on us as a couple, pleasuring each other.”

I feel my brows crease in confusion as I continue to look up at him. “But this is what I want, Brody. The odd time you let me enjoy your body and take exactly what I want gives me nothing more than extreme pleasure. The idea that I can bring you to those heights does things to me that I didn’t even know were possible.”

Releasing a groan, he looks down at me briefly, shaking his head. “I never thought I would see the day where I argued against getting a blow job.”

Laughing at him, I begin to slide my hands up his thick muscular thighs before curling my fingers around the waistband of his pants. “This is what I want, Brody. Please, let me take it. I am so hungry for you right now it’s killing me.”

It only takes him a second to give in and snake his fingers back through my hair before giving it a gentle tug. Looking up at him, the moment our eyes meet, he gives me a curt nod, encouraging me to continue. That one nod sends a wave of hunger through me that is so intense I immediately begin tugging at his pants. The second they slide down his hips, his thick needy cock pops free, and I lick my lips.

Moaning, he wraps a hand around the thick base and begins to rub the head against my wet lips. “Is this what you want, baby? This is what you are so desperate for?”

Whimpering, I nod my head before saying, “I’ve been dying to taste you since I said my vows.” Looking up at him, I slowly lick my lips once more before leaning forward and swiping the flat of my tongue directly across the slit on his cock head. The moment his flavors burst across my tongue, I release a needy groan.

I reach up, pushing his hand out of the way before wrapping my own fist around the base of his dick. He is so hard and thick that I can’t even reach all the way around him, and the sight of my small hands upon him drives me wild. Without a second thought, my mouth drops open, and I suck his thick crown into my mouth.

Throwing his head back, he shouts out, “Yeah, baby, just like that.”

Moaning, I allow the vibrations to course through his thick cock as I bob up and down to take him as deeply as possible. The taste of him is awakening a hunger in me that is almost scary. The need I feel to please this stunning man is all-consuming, and I can’t get enough of the powerful feeling attacking me at this very moment.

“Jesus Christ, you look gorgeous with my dick sliding down your throat. Mmm, that’s right, baby. Move your hand up and down my shaft as you suck.”

Following his instructions, I begin to pump his shaft with my hand. The moment I find the right rhythm between my hand and mouth, I taste the first drop of his pre-cum as it hits my tongue, and the flavor is enough to drive me wild. Attacking his cock with wild abandon, I suck him as deeply as possible at the same time I allow my throat to relax. As I feel him sinking deeper into my wanting body, I reach up with my other hand and cradle his balls. 

“Yeah, baby, play with my balls. Shit, you’ve got my entire cock inside that pretty little mouth of yours.”

Murmuring in agreement, I test the weight of his heavy balls in my hand before giving a gentle tug on one of them. 

“Shit! Oh, shit. Stop Pixie.” Ignoring him, I continue with my frantic movements, wanting to taste more of his salty cum. “Baby, if you don’t stop, I’m going to blow. I can’t hold off anymore.”

The thrill that moves through me at the idea of giving him this kind of pleasure is powerful. Slowing my movements down, I slowly slide his dick out of my mouth before tipping my head down enough to take his balls into my mouth. As I suck and lick at the heavy weight between his legs, I continue using my other hand to stroke his thick cock.

Just as I feel the muscles begin to tense in his body, I release his balls from the confines of my mouth and lick up the underside of his length. The moment I reach the tip of him, I relax my throat muscles and go in for the kill. In the blink of an eye, I suck his cock into my mouth and continue until he is wedged as deeply in my throat as possible. 

As the head of his dick hits the back of my throat, he releases an agonized growl. Looking up to witness the pleasure on his face, I force myself to relax as he grabs onto my head and begins to thrust with earnest into my awaiting mouth. Within seconds of him fucking my mouth, he throws his head back and releases a roar. His release begins to shoot out in massive waves, coating my mouth and throat with his tangy release.

Long moments go by as he continues to pulse inside my mouth. Although I am desperate to get my own release, the satisfaction coursing through my veins is enough to have me feeling as if I am floating on air.

As the shudders running through his body begin to recede, I slowly slide him from my mouth placing one last kiss on the crown of his head. Before I even realize his intentions, he places his hands under my arms and hefts me up from the ground. Pushing me back on the bed, he is on me in an instant, and although it should be impossible, I can feel his dick already hardening again against my thigh.

In the next second, he is attacking my mouth in a hungry kiss that leaves me a panting, writhing mess. “Fuck, baby,” he groans. “That was the hottest thing I have ever seen. You are more than welcome to suck my dick whenever you want, but right now, I want to sink deep inside of you.”

Sliding my hands down his back, I cup his ass in my hands, pulling him toward me so that his hard length slides against my sopping wet panties. “Mmm, I guess it’s a good thing we have the rest of our lives to do that again and again, isn’t it?” I ask.

Grabbing a hold of the side of my thong, I feel a sharp tug before the offending material is removed from my body. In the next moment, he begins to slowly sink inside of me. Holding my face in his hands, he looks me in the eyes and says, “I look forward to it, Izzy. There is nothing I want more in life than to spend eternity loving you.”

“Forever, Brody. We have forever to love each other, and I can’t wait.”

Orkney Islands, Scotland

December 22, 2015

Izzy

BLAIR WALKS
into the Laird’s chamber, carrying a bouquet of dried heather. “Brody wanted you to have this.” She hands it to me with a smile on her face. 

I take the flowers, bringing them to my nose to inhale their scent. Even though it’s not strong, the scent always reminds me of home, of the life that Brody and I first had here together years ago. “I love them.”

She continues to smile as she asks, “Finn gave me heather the day we were mated. He told me they held a special meaning to Highlanders, but he never said what it was.”

“They mean different things to different people. It is considered a sign of good luck. Some people even use it to ward off evil,” I explain to her, still looking at the beautiful blooms. “For a wolf to give it to his mate, he is telling her that he loves her more than anything in the world.”

I look up just in time to see her wipe a tear from her cheek. She cocks her head to the side and says, “He loved me.”

Laying the flowers on the bed, I walk over to her and pull her into my arms. “Yes, he did.”

Elise rushes in, keeping us from breaking into full on tears. “Come on, girls. We have to get you ready.”

Pulling away from Blair, I walk over to the vanity and sit down. Looking into the mirror, I can’t believe that I’m finally going to become Brody’s true mate. He claimed me years ago, but tonight will seal the bond between us in a way that will be unbreakable. To say I have yearned for this day is an understatement. Quite simply put, this is what I was born for—to stand by his side, support him, and love him, no matter what. 

Elise steps behind me, running a brush through my hair. She gently picks up a section by my temple and starts braiding it before moving to the other temple and doing the same. “You look amazing.”

The words barely leave her mouth before a knock sounds on the door, and then Knox comes walking into the chamber. “Are you ready?”

My stomach rolls as my nerves get the best of me. I force myself to stand up and walk to him. “Yes, I am.”

He grabs my arm and loops it through his then leads me down the hallway. As we reach the stairs, my friends shout out their well wishes. I barely have time to wave goodbye before Knox is leading me down the stairs. 

“I really wish they could be there for this,” I say, hoping that he can talk Brody into letting them come. 

He shakes his head as we walk to the door of the castle. “You know that only pack members can be there for the claiming.”

Only the Alpha and Beta’s mates participate in a pack claiming. Since Knox doesn’t have a mate, and I never met Brody’s mother, I have no idea what to expect. I’ve asked Brody a million questions, but he only tells me not to worry and that everything will be fine. Needless to say, his words aren’t all that reassuring.

As we step outside, the frigid air surrounds me. My body starts to tremble as snow pelts down on us. Within the blink of an eye, the snow stops, and suddenly, I am filled with warmth. Looking up to Knox, I ask, “What the heck just happened?”

He smiles down at me. “I’m not sure. I think our ancestors are trying to keep you warm.”

“Will I ever understand all this magic?” I ask, but his only response is a laugh. 

Knox leads me through the courtyard, past the entry gate, and toward the woods. With each step we take, my nerves build, leaving me shaking and at the verge of tears. 

Just before we reach the clearing, he stops and turns to me. “I can feel your fear, and there is no reason for it. Brody would never allow anything to hurt you. This is a happy day, Izzy.”

“I know, and I’m not really scared,” I say, chewing my bottom lip. “It’s the unknown that has me so nervous.”

He smiles at me as we begin to start walking again. “Sometimes, surprises are a good thing.”

Walking into the clearing, my eyes take in the crowd gathered for our mating ceremony. The mating ceremony will take place here, deep in Balfour lands, in front of every member of the pack. Even though I haven’t met many of the men here, I feel as if I know each one of them personally. Some were part of our clan in Scotland, while others were born after I was imprisoned. Most of the men, I’ve grown to care about over the years from watching them interact with Brody. 

As soon as we reach the pack, Brody comes toward us with a huge smile on his face. He is wearing a Balfour plaid, and the deep colors look amazing against his golden skin. His massive legs are bare, but his feet are covered in original Highlander boots. With each step he takes, his muscles flex and nearly pull a sigh from my lips. His long dark hair is windblown, and it takes all my willpower not to reach up and run my fingers through it. He has a few days of stubble on his angular face, because he knows how much I love the feel of it against my skin.  His bright amber eyes are so full of love that I gasp. “There’s my Pixie.”

I grab his hand tightly, trying to appear as excited as he is. “Is it time?”

He squeezes my hand and pulls me into his side. Ignoring my question, he says, “I want you to enjoy tonight. I want to see a smile on your face.”

His eyes are filled with worry, and it cuts me to the core. I know this is important to him, claiming me as his mate in front of the pack. Years ago, I was ecstatic to be introduced as their Queen. Now, I’m too nervous to think of anything other than getting this over with.

Taking in a deep breath, I look into his eyes. “I’m just nervous. Don’t worry. I’m going to have a wonderful time. I’ve got the most handsome man here by my side. Why wouldn’t I have a good time?”

Throwing a sly wink at me, he says, “There’s no reason to be nervous. They will all honor you as their Queen.” He leans down, brushing his lips over mine. “I plan to make sure that this is the most wonderful night of your life.”