wolfish smile run free. His inner wolf was panting hard, voting a hearty lust-filled growl in favor of this show. She was bare underneath the sleep pants, her panties apparently never making an appearance out of the clothes he had packed. He licked his lips in anticipation of tasting the sweetness between her legs. She stepped free of her sleep pants, now pooled on the floor, then captured his gaze with her beautiful blue eyes.
Then she shifted.
It caught him by surprise, and he held her gaze through the whole, quick transition. He had no idea where she was going with this. He’d had plenty of sex with human females, and a few dalliances with unmated female wolves looking for fun before settling with a mate, but never in wolf form. It wasn’t a common practice for shifters, if only because the positions and creativity of making love in wolf form were fairly limited compared to what could be done in human form.
But he was definitely game for whatever turned her on.
She stretched her forelegs in front of her and lifted her rear into the air. Her tail dipped down between her legs. Only when she finally ducked her head, lowering her gaze from his, did he realize what she was doing: she was submitting to him.
His mouth fell open, and a split second later, the magic hit his bloodstream like a flashfire. The power of her submission filled and lifted him. He bolted upright on the cot and swung his legs over the edge. His chest was tight, but only from trying to contain his heart, which was swelling with the gift she was giving him. Her submission… it was literally making him an alpha from the inside out, super-charging the magic in his blood with her devotion. The last of his aches and pains vanished, swept away by the clean fire of her bond to him.
He stared at her for a long moment, uncertain, then realized he had only felt half of the true power of her gift: he was still in human form. He quickly shifted, landing on soft paws on the floor next to her. His blood surged with the fervent strength of her submission, two or threefold over the intensity of a moment ago. The room was small, barely leaving room for both of them on the floor, muzzle to muzzle amongst the paintings of the forest and the bed behind him. He loomed over her: she was still crouched in the submission pose.
Rise, my sweet, sweet Arianna, he thought, words he never imagined he would have the right to: the words of an alpha.
She popped up from the submission, nuzzling him from underneath. He rubbed his face with hers, tasting her, scenting her, filling his every sense with the feel of her. He was stronger, more powerful, than he had ever been in his life, all because of her.
Jak, you are my alpha, she thought, and he felt his heart might break with the love he had for those words. You’re the alpha I’ve always dreamed of having. The one I want to give every part of my soul to. The one who deserves every bit of love I have to give.
His need for her couldn’t be contained. Shift, Arianna, he thought. Shift for me now. He made it a command, because he could, and because it charged the magic in his blood. He felt her respond to his thoughts, a magical surge between them that was filled with passion.
His wolf was desperate to claim her: water was pooling in his mouth. But of course he couldn’t have her that way—he would never have her that way—but he would do everything short of actually claiming her. He would take her and pleasure her like an alpha should.
She shifted in front of him, and he changed with her.
As soon as they were both human, he pulled her to him, threading his fingers into her hair to hold her tight as he devoured her with a kiss. He used the other hand to hold her delicious body tight against him, his rock-hard cock between them. He walked her backwards until they met the wall. He seared his body to hers, pressing her into the wall and plundering her mouth with his tongue. His heart beat so madly, he was sure she could feel