Hungry for Red (A Salem Experiment Book 1) Page 2

  After a few minutes, I give up and push the tray away. “I’m sorry you got stuck with me tonight.” My words seem to startle Aaron, and he spins around to stare at me for a moment before muttering incoherently under his breath for a few seconds.

  “I’m not stuck with you. This is where you need to be.” He waits for my nod then continues. “I’ll check on you like Frankie suggested to make sure there are no lasting problems.” He walks over and holds his hand out to me, and I place my hand in his. “Come on. I’ll show you to the guest room.” Then he leads me up the beautiful wooden staircase where there is a set of French doors off to the left. After we walk through the doors, Aaron points to another set of doors. “That’s the bathroom through those doors, and my bedroom is on the other side. I’ll check on you throughout the night. Just call if you need anything. I put your bag over on the chair in the corner.”

  3

  Aaron

  When she asks me to take her home, my wolf almost tears free. Our mate must stay here, and he is ready to fight for her. I need to get rid of some of the aggression building up, so I tell her to sit in the living room while I finish dinner. What I don’t tell her is I’m going out to turn into my wolf and run off some of this steam while our meal is cooking in the oven.

  The shift and run cools me off some, but I still need to convince Isla that this is where she belongs from now on. Neither my wolf nor I are going to let her get away now that we’ve found her. Persuading her to stay won’t be easy since we just met, and she isn’t aware of how intense my feelings are already, but there really is no other option. Isla is my mate, and everyone knows a wolf will never give up his mate. Since her smell has penetrated every inch of my home, the run’s effect is short-lasting, and my dick turns to stone almost immediately as my wolf’s agitation once again rises.

  After we eat, I show her up to the guest room and go back down to clean up and make sure the cabin is locked and the alarm is set. I catch Kitty and Mouse sneaking into Isla’s room, and I’m about to fuss at them when I watch her invite them to sleep in her bed. Although I’m jealous of the animals, I’m happy that she’s made friends with my pets. Knowing they are going to watch out for her, I decide to shift and take another run around the property to release some of my pent-up desires. Throughout the night, I check on Isla several times, and she’s irritated from the sleep disruptions but is not in danger from her injury.

  What little sleep I manage to get is filled with erotic dreams of Isla, and I wake up with an agitated inner wolf and an iron-hard dick. After sprinting around the woods in the pouring rain then jacking off in the shower until my dick is raw, I’m finally ready to face Isla. My inner wolf is fighting to make her ours before she’s ready. I’ll have to maintain some distance between us, so I can give her time to get to know me while holding on to my control. Somehow, I’ll have to tell her all about my unique condition and bring her around to accepting us. There’s no way we’ll ever be able to let her go now that we’ve found our mate.

  I’m in the kitchen making breakfast when I hear Isla approaching, followed by Kitty and Mouse. She walks around the corner and smiles. “I could smell bacon all the way in my room.” Her silky red hair is pulled up in a ponytail, which exposes her graceful pale neck, and it takes all my energy to keep my canines from slicing through my gums in anticipation of marking her. “I guess I can’t smell it because I’m too close,” I grunt as I turn back to the stove. Hopefully, gaining some distance from her will allow me to forget the sight of her standing there in the thin t-shirt and sweat pants. I don’t tell her that the reason the bacon doesn’t affect me is because her scent has permeated every inch of my home, and all I can concentrate on is devouring her.

  “Can I do anything to help?” She looks worried, and I realize I’m going to need to push my intense agitation and discomfort aside if I stand any chance at having Isla fall in love with me.

  “Sure, could you pour the orange juice and set the table? This is almost ready. I’m always grouchy until I’ve had my breakfast.” I try to reassure her, and she smiles before setting off to help with breakfast while I internally lecture my wolf on human women. He’s forcing me to act like an asshole, and it’s going to ruin any chance we have with Isla.

  Throughout the meal, I can tell Isla is curious about something, and finally, she asks me, “Would you mind driving me home after breakfast? I hate to bother you anymore than necessary.”

  The thought of her leaving causes my wolf to fight against my restraint, and I take several deep breaths and think furiously for an excuse to keep her here. Finally, I tell her, “The weather is horrible. Why don’t you stay a little bit until it calms down, and then I’ll run you home? The country roads can become treacherous in the storms."

  Isla bites her lip and thinks about it for a minute before she shrugs her shoulder and agrees. “If it isn’t an imposition. I feel like I’ve already put you out so much already.”

  I push away from the table and walk over to her, leaning over to look right into her gorgeous green eyes. “You haven’t been an imposition at all. I’d love to have you stay as long as you’d like.” She opens her mouth to talk, but I place my finger over her mouth and shake my head no.

  After we eat and clean up, we decide to watch a movie while the thunderstorm rages outside. The entire time, I’m trying to figure out a way to get her to stay a while when good fortune smiles on me and the weather hands me the perfect excuse. My good friend Max from the Forest Service calls to inform me that a bridge between my house and the main road has washed away from all the rain. I’ll be stuck at my house until emergency crews can repair the bridge, which could take several days since there are other catastrophes that are more important. I assure Max that I can manage for several days.

  On the outside, I appear concerned, but on the inside, I’m fist bumping my wolf at this latest development. Mother Nature has handed us a gold-plated excuse, and we are going to run with it. I walk back into the living room and try to appear more concerned. “That was my friend, Max, a Forest Ranger. There are several disasters happening because of the weather. A bridge has washed out on Old Mason Road, and we are going to be stuck here for a few days or so until they can send crews to repair it.” Her eyes widen slightly, but she doesn’t seem distraught by this occurrence either, and I relax a little.

  “I hope you don’t mind having a house guest then.” She laughs and smooths the blanket over her lap nervously.

  As I drop down next to her on the sofa, I pull the blanket over my lap to conceal my reaction. My dick is instantly hard as stone, and the hardware at the tip is rubbing against the inside of my sweatpants. “I told you before, you can stay as long as you like.” Sexual frustration causes my words to come out gruffly. The piercing at the end of my cock stimulates me to the point that I fear I’ll come in my pants from smelling her desire. I try to concentrate on anything else in the room, but my mind is paralyzed. While I’m worrying about my body, Isla reaches over me for the remote. Her small, perfect breast rubs against my arm, and I can’t contain the growl that escapes my throat. This causes an unfortunate chain reaction.

  Isla jumps at my growl and drops the remote right on my straining cock. I can’t control the yelp of pain that escapes when the streak of pain lances through my groin and momentarily causes me to forget my intense desire. Hunger blasts through me when Isla runs her tiny hands over my dick, checking for injuries. “Holy shit! Is that real?” Her shocked question causes me to bark out a laugh even as I fight to maintain control of my inner wolf.

  “If you don’t stop caressing it, you’ll find out just how real it is in about ten seconds.” I groan, and she snatches her hand away.

  “I’m so sorry,” she exclaims and quickly tries to move away.

  I catch her arm and tease, “The only thing I’m sorry about is my dick getting thumped with the remote. You can rub it as much as you want.” To my shock, Isla leans over and places her hand back on my dick. Pre-cum pours from the tip as sh
e lightly strokes up and down, and her delicious scent fills the room around us. I feel my control slipping and decide to give her one last warning. “If you take this much further, I may not have the control to stop.”

  She looks up at me with half-lidded eyes and shrugs. “Who asked you to stop?” The last of my control flies out the window as I push her back on the sofa and taste her lips for the first time. After devouring her pouty mouth, I pull her t-shirt over her head and get my first look at her perfect breasts. Isla’s breathing increases as I run my finger around the little nipple before taking it into my mouth and sucking while rolling the other one between my fingers. Isla grabs the back of my head and arches her back, which thrusts her tempting little mounds closer to my ministrations. Her tiny body shudders, and she cries my name at the same moment someone knocks at the front door.

  “FUCK!” My head drops to her chest, and I try to gain some control before I tear the fucker apart. Her smell rushes through my body, making me one vicious motherfucker.

  Isla finally realizes we’ve been interrupted and whines, “I thought no one could get up here?”

  I raise lust-filled eyes and try to clear my voice enough to answer. My cock is ready to split in two from the pressure building inside of it. “The fucking road is out. I don’t know who it could be.” Her head drops back on the sofa as I lean down and grab her shirt. I don’t look at her again until she’s fully dressed. It takes adjusting to get my engorged dick to lay down against my leg, and I limp to the door while cum runs down my leg.

  “What do you want? I didn’t call for help.” I snarl. When I see a deputy standing on my front porch, I’m pissed and confused.

  “We came out to rescue a neighbor at the bottom of the hill. While we’re here, we wanted to check on you.” I realize as he’s speaking that I need to get rid of him before Isla is tempted to leave.

  “Everything is fine. We have plenty of food and a generator. No need for you to worry. Thanks for checking.” Before I finish reassuring the deputy, I’m slamming the door in his face.

  Isla comes around the corner with questions in her eyes. “Why didn’t you send me home with him?” Even as she asks, the wolf is growling at her words.

  I walk over and look into her startling green eyes. “Now, you already know the answer to that question. We were getting to know one another on the sofa before the asshole came to the door. Don’t you want to explore what’s between us?”

  When she nods in reply, I give her a light kiss on the lips and pat her cute little ass. “I have to run outside and check to make sure everything is holding up in the storm. Kitty and Mouse will stay here to keep you company while I’m gone, then we’ll continue our movie marathon when I get back.” I walk over and look in Kitty’s eyes for a moment, making sure he knows to watch the house while I’m gone.

  After I slip out the back door, I sneak over to the old shed, stripping as I go, and leave my clothes in the little building. Once I’m behind the shed, I shift and take off through the woods to run off all the pent-up aggression. Soon, I’ll either have to make Isla mine or get as far away from her as possible. This in-between bullshit is tearing me apart. Ever since the accident that turned me into this beast, I’ve learned to deal with all the different aspects of the condition, but I’ve never come across a woman who caused me to feel such intense desire. This new development is thrilling but terrifying. I need to make sure Isla falls in love with me before I let her in on my little secret.

  After returning from my cooling off jaunt, the smell of her desire hits me as I walk in the door, and I call out to Isla that I’m going to shower then rush upstairs. I need a few more minutes to bring my dick under control before I finally try to make her mine. My nerves are eating me alive, and the calmness from my run is starting to dissolve.

  4

  Isla

  What the fuck? Did he just come in the door and head straight upstairs? He sends more mixed signals than a damaged satellite. No more. I know he can’t fake the way he attacked me earlier. I’m taking matters into my own hands. If he turns me away, maybe I can still catch the deputy, but at least I’ll know the truth.

  On my way up the stairs, I start pulling my clothes off. By the time I get to my bedroom door, I’m completely naked and shaking with nerves. As I round the top of the stairs, I look downstairs and see Kitty and Mouse watching me from the living room door. Ignoring my nervousness, I walk past my room and head straight into Aaron’s bedroom without knocking. His bathroom door is open, and I can hear the shower running, so I walk over and take a peek at him. My mouth falls open at the sight before me. Aaron is standing under the spray with his head tilted back. His massive chest and shoulders are covered with intricate tattoos. A cross tattoo in the dead center of his chest catches my eye, and I have the urge to lick it until I see the tiny barbell piercing his right nipple. As my mouth waters, my juices run down the inside of my leg at the sight before me. My eyes wander further down his rock-hard abs to the enormous cock hanging between his tree trunk thighs. I can’t help the gasp that escapes my mouth when I see the matching barbell running through the tip of his cock.

  His dark brown eyes pop open, and his cock grows longer and stands straight up as he takes in my naked body. I can hardly understand him as he grunts, “I thought I was imagining your delicious scent getting stronger.” I wonder how he can smell me across the room, but he signals me closer, and I forget everything else and stumble forward.

  “If you want me, why’d you run off?” I still want to know why he ran off.

  “I want you too much. I’m scared you’ll run from me.” He trembles as I slowly move toward the open shower.

  “I’m not running anywhere,” I assure him as he grabs his huge rod and starts pumping it. My eyes are drawn to the silver barbell moving in and out of his fist.

  “Then come here and prove that to me.” Even before he finishes speaking, I drop to my knees in front of him and cover his large hand with mine. His growl fills the room as I run my tongue along one ball of the silver piercing then the other. When I open my mouth wide and try to suck the whole head into my mouth, he roars and lifts me to my feet. “I want you sucking my dick more than anything in this world, but if you do it right now, I’ll have no control over myself. I need to fuck you first, then you can suck me all you want.”

  Since I have no complaints about his plan, I shrug my shoulder as he dries us both off.

  After throwing the wet towels aside, Aaron carries me into his bedroom and lays me on the bed. Before I can move, he drags me to the edge of the bed and pulls my legs apart. “You have no idea what you do to me. I’ve never done this before, so the first time may be over quickly, but I promise to make it up to you.”

  I blink several times when he finishes speaking, sure I heard him wrong. I point at his hungry dick and frown. “You can’t mean…”

  But Aaron laughs and interrupts me. “Yes, I do mean I’m a virgin. I’ve never wanted another woman the way I want you.” Holy shit.

  This incredibly handsome man has waited for me? My mind is still trying to come to terms with this as he drops to his knees and runs his tongue up my wet slit. All thoughts scatter from my mind, and I grab the back of his head to pull him closer. While his tongue dips inside and explores my wet pussy, little bolts of electricity shoot through my body. When he lightly bites my clit, those bolts all merge together in the center of my core, and I explode while calling his name.

  I’m still recovering from the intense pleasure when Aaron jerks to his feet and drags me to the top of the bed. I swear his eyes flash red before he covers my lips with his and thrusts his tongue into my mouth. While I’m lost in his kiss, his hungry erection starts pushing into my tight center. My nails dig into his back as the silver jewelry slides down my silky walls, causing little tingles of pleasure to run through me. When his blunt head butts up against my virgin membrane, he lifts his head and looks into my eyes as he rears back and slams into me, tearing through my virginity in one thrust. />
  We both cry out, and he grits his teeth and groans, “Fuck, you feel good. I’m not going to last.”

  As he slowly moves his hips from side to side, I feel every inch of his huge, pierced member, and little shoots of pleasure start overriding the pain. Soon, I’m moving with him. The pain has completely morphed into blinding pleasure. I don’t even realize that my nails are tearing through his skin as a massive orgasm hits me. My cries bounce off the walls seconds before Aaron thrusts swiftly several times then freezes above me with his head thrown back. His growls fill the room as spurts of hot cum fill me and run out. He rolls us over, and I flop onto his chest.

  Several moments later, I look into his eyes, and he smiles and leans up to kiss my nose. “You were worth waiting for. I’m so in love with you.” My mouth drops open in shock at his admission, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth and explore.

  When we come up for air, I look into his eyes and respond, “I’m falling in love with you, too.”

  I open my eyes to find early morning sunlight shining through the large bay window and turn my head to the side to take in the scene in the bed with us. On my right side, Kitty is snoring loudly in my ear while Mouse is curled up along Kitty’s stomach. I laugh to myself when I realize they must have crawled up into bed with us at some point in the night. I turn my head the other direction and find warm chocolate eyes smiling down at me.

  “Good morning, Little Kitten. How are you feeling this morning?” Before I can respond, Aaron leans over and brushes his lips across mine before slipping past my lips and running his tongue along the inside of my mouth. He pulls me close, and the small movement sends a twinge of pain through my sore sex. I wince and groan as I pull my mouth away. It’ll be a little while before we can continue exploring our desires for each other.