Diana almost objected, but the look in the man's eyes stopped her.
“You have been without a master for a long time, my beautiful one. You are tempted to think for yourself.
"Who said I needed a master?" Diana challenged. She wasn't going to give up to a complete stranger without some answers. The man might be the hottest thing in the club, but Diana was a cautious soul. Unfortunately, that wariness vanished before his silver gray eyes and a set of hot abdominal muscles that she could see outlined by his shirt.
- I said. I can tell by the sweet longing in your eyes that you need someone to take care of you. Michel leaned down and took Diana's lips in a commanding kiss that demanded everything and gave even more. Fire licked up his spine as need burned inside him like a wildfire.
Diana tugged reluctantly, withdrawing with a slight tug from Michel's tight grip.
“I might like a man to control me, but I don't need something long term. Drew was my soul and I don't think I'm ready for a replacement.
Michel's handsome face darkened.
“I would never replace you, my sweet, no one can replace someone once it's in their heart. A big hand clamped down on Diana's chest. "But I would be honored if you would consider putting me on his side." We haven't met yet, but I'd be happy to be your first date after all.
Diana huffed trying not to choke on her beer.
“I can't believe you said all that with a straight face.
"Too mushy?" Michel's eyes lit up with laughter.
- Yes.
Looking at Michel's handsome face, she wished she were under a master's hand again. Since Drew, he hadn't had the confidence to give control to another again. Despite what Phoebe thought, she didn't abstain from sex, just resolved herself to anonymous, fucked-up one-night stands.
Leaving control to someone else took more nerve and courage than Diana hadn't had before tonight. For the first time in a long time, she was tempted.
"Can you give me what I need?"
There was no hesitation from the other man.
“Absolutely. Will you give me the chance?
Here was the decision. She could throw it all away now and go back to her successful but empty life yearning for something so out of reach or she could take a chance on having the gorgeous man beside her.
"Okay." If your voice shook a little at the end, they pretended not to notice. As if worried that she would back out of her deal, Michel grabbed her by the wrist, yanked her out of the chair, and dragged her across the dance floor, through the lobby and a short flight of stairs around the ballroom. Thoughts of being with and getting to know the beautiful woman better were subdued under the rush of being swept away by a lovestruck stranger.
She got the vaguest impression of cream-colored walls and fine woodwork before being hurried through a doorway and hurled through the air. She landed with a sigh on a pile of fluffy pillows covered in silk. Diana sank deeper into the soft bed as a hard body covered her from chest to toe. The contrast between the two sensations revived whatever emotion she had lost during the transit.
"I thought we were going to get to know each other first." Diana said the moment she gathered her scattered thoughts enough to form a sentence.
Michel gave him a sly smile and a Michelte kiss.
“Oh, we're going to get to know each other very well soon. Michael promised. He got up from the bottom of the bed and with gentle hands removed Diana's shoes and, with a rougher touch, her pants.
And he imagined it looked like she felt it, like a woman about to be devastated.
“I think the best way to decide if we're compatible is to do a taste test. Michael murmured.
Before Diana could object, Michel's mouth descended and engulfed her sex in one smooth motion forcing all thoughts out of her brain. Diana became a creature of pure sensation as wave after wave of desire shook him to his core. So, when he was close to peaking, Michel lifted his mouth.
“Nooo. Diana was crying, tears filling her eyes with frustration.
“Not yet, baby. Not until I say so. - Michel's hands caressed her thighs making her almost reach the edge.
- I changed my mind
Michael froze.
“I just want someone to fuck me with. I don't need a master.
Her dark lover chuckled.
“Don't worry, I'll fuck you. But you are wrong, you definitely need a master. And I'm him.
"Too sure of yourself?" Diana teased, relaxing on the bed.
- Certainly. Michel said with a wolfish grin.
The acceptance in her eyes made Michel harder. He was pretty sure he could cut anything with his cock if asked.
“Don't worry, I'll never ask you to risk your beauty by letting it loose. ’ Using his fingers, Michel’s right hand glided up and down her pussy lips, sending waves of need up her spine.
Fuck, the man could read minds. Diana's body hummed with the contact making it difficult to form full thoughts, beyond the hungry touches. That's what it was, but her body remembered another's joy against her own and the feeling was too much.
"I'm almost coming." "Warned him out."
“No, you won't. Michel said in a hard voice that did not tolerate any interference.
Miraculously Michelte's urgency dropped to a smoldering fire instead of the incessant pace of need down her spine.
Just because her voice said it, Michel had her under control.
What man.
“That's it, baby. Michel crooned as he slowly removed his shirt, exposing a dark chest that was slightly furred and muscled, probably from running around like a wolf. Every shifter he'd ever seen was framed like Michel.
Hunger for the beautiful woman burned like hell in his stomach. When Michel lowered the zipper, Diana barely resisted the urge to step forward.
She wanted to attack the other man with a ferocity that surprised him.
Low laughter filled the air as Maximu approached before completely discarding his remaining clothes.
— Are you anxious?
“Yes, fuck me.
“You forgot who's in charge here, my sweet.
- It's not me? Diana asked, blinking innocently.
Michel's mouth curved in a half smile, teeth white in the dim light.
- No, and you. he replied, sliding a finger over Diana's skin, from shoulder to stomach, distracting her from her thoughts.
Diana sucked in her breath as a shiver grew along the finger path. Need ate at her like a starved animal.
“Please, Michel, fuck me. she begged.
Michel raised a dark eyebrow.
"You think you're worthy of my cock?"
- No. But fuck me anyway.
“Oh, my sweet, I will. But then we're going to have a session that involves your beautiful pussy and the warmth of my hand.
"Sounds like a deal." Diana gave Michel a look, that shy expression that usually brought Drew to his knees.
The silver eyes stared at the party lying on his bed and he nearly ejaculated prematurely for the first time in his life. Never has a woman looked so good.
He could tell Diana was going to explode as soon as he entered her. But hell, there was no way he could make the woman wait much longer. As much as he enjoyed the exquisite torture of his bed partners. Michel wasn't long enough to deny himself. They would have time later to take away his pleasure, but first he needed to come. “I changed my mind, I'll make it for you later baby, this one will be quick.
Even though she knew he didn't need one, she put on a condom so as not to worry her sweet mate. Michel didn't want the first time to cast any shadows on those beautiful caramel-colored eyes. Later, when Diana would know for sure what he was and what they could do without.
Lubricating two fingers, Michel dipped them into the slender, elegant body that moved beneath him.
"Ahhhh," Diana cried, instinctively lifting her legs so Michel could gain better access.
I found.
Michel smiled, knowing his expression was probably more mischievous than encouraging. He brushed the same spot again, watching with satisfaction as Diana let out another squeak.
- Harder.
“My pace, sweetie. My rhythm.
Removing his fingers, Michel replaced them with his cock, slowly making his way to the warm, willing body beneath him.
Sighing, Diana flashed a sumptuous smile that mimicked his own.
“Don't be shy baby. Let's go deeper.
Michel pushed all the way into the warm, silky body until he buried himself deep.
- I'm not shy. - She said. As each of her body's thrusts slammed against Michel, making him cry out. "I just wanted to make sure you were welcome."
His companion's slender form jumped under his body.
"Come," Michel whispered as he continued to slam against Diana's body over and over.
Instantly obedient, Diana exploded. A few minutes later, Michel gave a cry and fell on top of her before moving quickly to the side so as not to hurt his young lover.
Michel wrapped himself around his tiny companion, stroking the fine hairs at the back of Diana's head.
- My partner. He whispered before falling asleep.
Partner.
Panic coursed through Diana's body.
Perhaps she had misheard.
She wiggled around a bit trying to see if she could get free. Every nerve in her body was telling her to run.
Michel was very intense. Diana was not ready for another relationship.
Excuses to leave ricocheted like bullets through her mind.
Agitated, he tried to free himself from his mate's bed, stronger, but Michel held on tight and dragged Diana closer until she was half lying under the larger man.
“Sleep, sweetie. Michel muttered in a voice rough with sleep.
There was no way he could get away before dawn.
With a sigh, Diana snuggled into the warm cocoon he was leaving, the comfort of warmth and good sex relaxing her enough to sleep.
She could worry about the implications tomorrow.
...
Diana awoke to a beam of sunlight brushing her cheek. A quick glance at the bedside clock told her it was still early enough, she wasn't late.
A quick glance showed that his roommate wasn't there.
Blinking away the weariness she slid out of bed and grabbed last night's pants. Memories of Michel whispering "Mate" in her ear the night before brought chills that were only partly to blame for the coolness of the air against his shirtless skin. She doubted a possessive man like him would let him out of there without a goodbye or two.
After a quick turn of the nose, Diana decided to take a shower before heading out. She'd have to leave yesterday's pants on, not wear them because they smelled like sex, especially if he was going to run from a shifter.
A quick shower and a stolen shirt later, Diana left the room in search of Michel. She might not be completely sure about this mating thing, but it was impolite to leave without saying goodbye. His parents taught him better than that.
Where did the bacon smell come from?
Hunger pulled Diana down the stairs and towards the sound of people talking.
...
Michel knew the moment his lover entered the room. His mate's scent was rich as a forest of oak and clay. Inhaling, he immersed himself in the scent of delicious herb, spicy and soapy in an addictive combination.
“I hope you don't mind, but I borrowed a shirt and used the shower.
Diana's voice flowed through him like a comforting blanket.
— Oh hell! You can take anything from me that you like. Erick jumped down from the bench opposite Michel.
Diana went behind Michel as he was confused when his beta stood up and offered to remove his shirt. Erick was aroused and there was no way to disguise the bulge in his pants.
"She already has my shirt," Michel snarled, displaying his possessiveness. If anyone was going to lend something to his mate, it was him. “Come sit next to me and have breakfast, baby.
Need scented the air.
It took the alpha a moment to realize it was pouring from all ten of his pack members around the table, male and female, as they all looked at the female behind him. “Stop looking. he growled.
Instantly obedient, the pack members looked away, no longer looking directly behind Michel.
“But she's sooo beautiful. Shara said in a dreamy voice.
Michel snorted and pulled out the chair beside him. “I don't think they've all had their coffee yet, my sweet. Sit down. Shara get my mate breakfast.
The blonde got up and quickly put together a plate full of more food than she could eat after a full moon.
- Thanks. Diana said, her sweet voice running down Michel's spine and settling on his balls.
The flash of gold drew Michel's attention to the woman beside him. And he gasped.
“Hey honey, it's okay. A firm pat on his back helped him spit from his piece of bread.
- Who are you?