Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Even if I wanted to take charge of you?” I winked at him.
“Then I’m all yours to command, your highness.” He spread his arms wide and bowed to me. “What is it you wish for me to do?”
I could definitely get used to this. Watching him as he stood back up to tower over me. I had been looking forward to doing a few things since I had learned how to control my magic, I guess now seemed like as good a time as any to try them out. I smirked at him with all the thoughts running through my head. I could definitely work off some of that tension with him.
“Get on the bed.” I told him. “Sit back propped against the pillows.” There was a spark of excitement in his eyes as he heard my instructions.
“At once.” He was behaving like someone who served me, that’s fine, he could serve me with his body all night long.
I watched as he backed up against the bed, the back of his knees colliding softly before he sat down. He never took his eyes off me. Not even when he started to scoot further away, back into the shadow of the bed’s canopy. He just continued to stare at me as he moved and leaned back against the pile of pillows.
“How is this?” He asked me with a smile lighting up his face.
“Almost perfect.” I grinned. “Just needs something else.”
“Really? What’s that?” He asked.
I didn’t answer, I just summoned the magic to me, pulling it from the cloak of power I was permanently wrapped in now. Then, without warning, I pushed that magic toward him. Bright blue tendrils of my power wrapped around his wrists and pulled his arms out and to the side. The power tied him with his arms slightly raised above his head but his arms looked like wings that were spread out now.
There had been just a tiny note of fear in his eyes when he had felt my magic snake around him. The slightest widening of his eyes as he felt himself being overpowered. But then, just the slightest hint of mischief entered his eyes alongside the rush of excitement.
“Ooohh. What do you have in mind?” The way Joaquin’s voice had gone deep with his seductive tone sent shivers down my spine. I was the one in charge here, he couldn’t touch me at all, yet I still felt his words like the caress of his fingers along my body.
“It’s time to have a little fun.” I knew there was a wicked glint in my eyes when I said that, there was no avoiding it at all.
“Oh please play with me.” He wiggled his eyebrows at me as he said those words.
I called my magic to me again. This time I concentrated it into invisible copies of my hands. He didn’t see them moving toward him but he felt them the moment they fell upon his legs. There were more than just a pair of hands, there was one pair that were removing his socks, another pair busying themselves with the button and zipper of his pants, and another pair was slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
I watched as he laid there, laid out like a smorgasbord for me to devour. Hot, sexy muscles flexed under his beautiful honied skin. The well toned ripples of his abs as they tensed and untensed from the phantom tickles of my magic hands.
“You seem to have a problem.” He chuckled as he lay almost completely naked before my eyes. “You can’t get the shirt off me while I’m tied up.” He grinned, like he thought I was going to let him go. I saw the desire and need in his eyes and knew he was almost at his limits.
“You think so?” I asked with a note of curiosity. “Hmm. Let’s see.” I made it sound as if I were musing about what to do, how to solve this dilemma of mine. “I guess there’s no other way.”
The look of triumph in his eyes was so strong I could feel it from where I stood, just a few feet from the edge of the bed. His gaze was so powerful in that moment that I felt it too, like it was nothing less than fingers playing gently at the hem of my shirt.
“I was right, there is no other way.” I added before using my magic to tear away the fabric from his body. The button-up shirt became nothing more than shreds of cloth that had been tossed to the floor. The hitch in his breathing and surprise in his eyes was more than enough reward for having destroyed his shirt.
“I liked that shirt you know.” He put on a false sense of anger, still smiling at me with his eyes.
“I’ll buy you a new one, besides, you deserved a little payback.” I joked with him in turn.
“Well, now you have me spread before you, naked, what are you going to do now?”
“I’m going to take this slow, I’ve got a lot of tension to ease and you’re my tool that’s going to help me.”
“Hmph.” He pretended to be offended. “I feel so used.” The slightly raised pitch in his voice almost made me laugh, he was trying to sound effeminate when he spoke but he could never pull it off. “Am I nothing but a toy to you?”
“You’re better than a toy, you play back.” I smiled as I pulled my shirt over my head. I was only going to give him half of what he wanted, I would leave enough to have him wanting more, but he would not see the whole package. That was what I was thinking as I slid my jeans down my hips, leaving the silk waistband that lay beneath them in place. His eyes darkened when he saw my almost naked body, just as I knew they would. Those eyes so full of desire and hunger, eyes I once misunderstood but could now read like a favorite book.
I crawled onto the bed by his feet, only to find his legs a little too close together for my needs.
“Hmm, this won’t do.” I sounded sad as I looked at him.
“What?” He barely had time to ask this before my magic was on him again. More blue tendrils came off me and wrapped around his ankles, pulling his legs apart and making a path for me. “Ahh.” He actually cried out a little that time as the magic pulled him down the pillows just a little, causing him to lean back even further.
“Much better.” I purred as I looked at him. I could now crawl up the bed between his legs.
“What are you going to do?” This time he was truly curious when he asked.
“Explore.” I answered with one word.
I had explored Joaquin’s body before, that was true. But it was never uninterrupted like this. It was done in bits and pieces, caresses and kisses stolen in the height of our passion and desire. But now, I had him splayed out before me and there was nothing he could do about it.
“Explore, huh? What do you want to explore?”
“Everything.” I could hear the desire dripping from my words and so could he. His body shivered from the force of my hunger for him.
I was so hungry for him, that I thought I should have a taste or two, or twenty or a hundred. There was no one who could stop me as I devoured him anyway. I was going to take my time and enjoy this.
I looked at him in the eyes one last time. I saw excitement, desire, hunger, and curiosity all warring inside their golden depths. The heat of that emotional battle had turned the soft golden color to something molten and hot and full of fire. He was fire after all, my fire, my phoenix, my lycan, my mate.
As I moved my eyes down his perfectly sculpted, beautifully toned, sexy body I saw just how much he wanted me in another place. He was already standing at attention and ready for me to take him. Too bad I wasn’t nearly ready.
