Mira: Her Alpha, Her Ruin Chapter 30: Wolf or Human, I Always Want You

(MIRA)

"Can you describe him to soone? Maybe work up a sketch of what he looks like?"

I didn’t like to think of the red wolf, but if he was still a threat, then I would do what I could to help. "He was the only one of my father’s friends who never seed remotely interested in . He barely looked at , and it was one thing I could be grateful for."

Shiloh got up and walked my way.

I didn’t move a muscle when he turned my chair around and knelt at my feet. I swallowed hard. "Good thing I’m not in my panties, or I’d think you were about to take advantage of ," I whispered.

"I don’t need to see you half naked to want you, Mira," Shiloh said in a low voice. "I want you when you’re miles away. I’m here now to remind you that you’re my mate, and I will protect you. From everything."

All because he was my mate. "Your wolf chose , but your human half hates to even touch ," I whispered. "So forgive if I don’t swoon when you say things like that."

"Oh, Mira. My human half does not hate to touch you. Believe ," Shiloh whispered as his hand wrapped around my ankle. A shiver went through my body. "The mating bond consus , Mira. Wolf and human. Both sides want you. Need you. You hate it. Maybe I do too, but that doesn’t change things. You can’t stay near and not be mine."

"You won’t let go."

"You’re here with now. You chose to stay, Mira. Face your fears and help fight the future."

"I did."

"Why?"

As he stared up at , I knew the answer. I also knew that I wasn’t going to tell him.

Instead, I stood and stripped off my shirt. Beneath, I had a tank top. "Does it matter? If you need , Shiloh, if you want , then you should take . Tonight. Because you can’t lose your shit every ti a male is near , especially with the alphas coming. Especially with Irving coming. Do what you need to do, Shiloh."

Groaning, he slid his hands up my legs, gripped the waistband, and pulled closer. His eyes were hot with hunger.

And I was so fucking wet. No point in trying to pretend I didn’t want this man with every fiber of my being. He could sense it. I’d all but told him a few nights when I begged him to fuck .

I wasn’t going to beg tonight. I was just going to offer what he wanted. Calmly. Quietly.

Snarling, he pulled at the button of my jeans so hard that they popped off and the zipper tore. "Shiloh," I gasped. "Goddammit, I liked these jeans."

"Fucking hate jeans. You should be in satin. Silk. Naked." When he pulled the jeans down, he stopped and stared up at . "Fucking minx."

"What? I thought maybe you didn’t get a good look at them last night," His fingers trembled against my skin as he slowly finished peeling the pants down my legs.

When I stepped out of them, I deliberately widened my stance.

"Oh, the image of you has haunted all day. I assu you’re wearing the bra with that srizing little charm in the middle?"

"Why don’t you find out?"

Standing, Shiloh swiped his arm across the table, and everything clattered to the floor.

"I was eating that taco," I said right before he picked up and planted firmly on the table.

"There is sothing else in mind that I want to eat." Thumbing the hem of my tank tap, he slowly peeled it off and flicked his finger over the little gold flower between my tits.

When he lowered his head to kiss , I put a hand on his chest. "No, Shiloh." Imdiately, he stopped. "You don’t want this?"

"I do, but not if you’re going to make it a power play. Do it, Shiloh. Let have you. Let feel you. All of you."

His thumb slipped over the cusps of my bra, teasing my nipples, and I couldn’t help but arch into him. "My body is yours, Mira. All yours tonight."

His body. It wasn’t what I asked for, but he didn’t know that. And it was more than I was expecting.

His head lowered again, and I slid my hands through his hair and opened myself to him.

His kisses never failed to affect from head to toe. With one sweep of his tongue, I ached for more.

Tonight, I was going to have it.

Restless, I tugged at his shirt and peeled it off him. He only broke the kiss for a second before he ravaged my mouth again, pushing back against the table as my hands streaked over his muscles.

His skin was hot beneath my touch, and he was catching on fire. Inside , my wolf danced with happiness, flooding with euphoria. It was easy to understand why people said sex with your mate was different than with anyone else.

His hands streaked to my panties, and my legs widened to give him access. I didn’t need much. My panties were already soaking through. I heard the sound of a zipper and then my crotch was shoved aside.

"Are you sure, Mira?" He growled against my mouth.

"Fuck ."

In one rough move, he shoved into . My pussy was hot and ready for him, but there was still pain. At the sound of my small cry, he stilled and cursed.

"I’m a goddamn animal," he growled. "I’m sorry, Mira. I lost control. I’m going to pull out."

"Don’t you dare." Already, I was stretched for him, and the ache only intensified. "I can take it, Shiloh. I can take you."

"Fuck." With a hiss, he pulled back just a little and sank back in. Pain turned to pleasure, and I moaned for an entirely different reason. "That’s it, baby. Just a little more."

Withdrawing, he fisted his hand in my hair and pulled my head back before nipping at my bottom lip and then sank in even deeper. Once more, and then his irises glowed gold. "Good girl," he grunted. "Ah, fuck that’s good. You’ve taken every inch of , Mira."

I could feel him, so deep that I didn’t know where I ended and he began. We were finally one. The mating bond completed.

Suddenly, he stilled. "Shit, I didn’t even ask. Are you on anything?"

"Yes." The last thing I needed was to get pregnant. "Fuck , Shiloh. Hard and fast."

Growling, he leaned over , captured my mouth, and began fucking with earnest.

The table beneath us, thick solid oak, moved with each thrust. Any sense of control was gone, and I raked my nailed down his back, marking him as he pleasured .

"Fuck, Mira. So goddamn perfect around my cock. There’s no running. No hiding. Want your legs around all the ti. Want you moaning in my ear."

I was doing all that and more, but his words triggered my climax, and I scread as I snapped beneath him. He moved harder and faster until the table hit the wall, and he hamred into deep before he ca.

Tomorrow was going to hurt. The afterglow of my euphoria coursed through and protected , but it was going to be a completely different story when it ended.

"Shower," Shiloh said roughly. "Then we can finish dinner. And then bed."

"Are we going to be sleeping?" We’d only just stopped, but the thought of him wrapped around in the shower had clenching around him.

Shiloh cursed and hardened. "No. I don’t think we will be."

We locked gazes, and he withdrew just a little and sank back inside . I whimpered, but the doorbell sounded.

Snapping his head, he growled, and I swallowed a laugh. The spell had been broken, and I gently pushed him off . "I didn’t even know people used doorbells these days."

Reaching into the pocket of his jeans, which were still on him, he glanced at the screen and gently tucked himself back in. "It’s Forrest. He tried to call ."

From his phone, he brought up the cara at his door, and I quickly rolled off the table and picked up my clothes.

"What?" Shiloh snapped before looking at and shaking his head.

He wanted naked. I wanted to be naked and under him too, but I had to be careful. I couldn’t get too lost in the mating bond, so I ignored him and started to dress.

"It’s Irene," Forrest said shortly. "There’s a problem."

Irene? I began to dress faster.

"What’s the problem?"

"I don’t know, but she wants to see Mira."