Trayis (VLG Series Book 11) Read online

  Her gaze ran down his body. His front legs and chest were more muscular and their shapes almost human. He lifted one of his paws and she looked it. He showed her a deadly set of claws, the toes more closely resembling fingers. They were longer and thicker than normal a wolf’s toes. She also took note of the way he moved. His limbs were more flexible than a full-blooded Werewolf’s. It would make him deadlier in a fight between the two.

  “Amazing.”

  He growled low but it wasn’t an angry sound. She stared into his eyes.

  “I said that out loud, didn’t I? You are amazing. I don’t know why the pack fears you like this. They’re probably jealous.” She grabbed the backpack and put it on. “I thought you were joking about the ride but you’re totally big enough and then some.”

  He moved closer and bumped against her. The line of his back reached a bit higher than her waist. “I’m going to have to climb up.”

  He held still as she threw her leg over him and got settled. “Does it hurt? Am I heavy?”

  He huffed and shook his head.

  She bent forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, careful not to choke him. He moved slow going down the porch steps to the ground, and then padded into the woods. She was impressed with how easily he seemed to carry her.

  “I could walk.” She had put on slip-on shoes.

  He picked up the pace instead of stopping to let her off. She heard voices, and Trayis changed directions, avoiding the sentries. It didn’t take long for them to reach his trailer. He sat up on his hind legs and she laughed, sliding down his back. She managed not to land on her ass. He shifted to skin fast and stood, smiling at her.

  “I want you to know I’ve only let pups do that before. You’re the first woman who’s ridden my back.” He grabbed her hand.

  That was sweet. He had given her a first for him. Her smile widened. This was the person she’d imagined Trayis would be when they were alone. Nice, a bit playful, and endearing. He opened the door and let her enter first. Lights had been left on inside. He locked the door behind them, helped her take off her backpack, and strode down the hallway with it.

  “Bed, Shay. Naked.”

  She blew out a breath and followed. “You’re showing off that alpha blood. So bossy.”

  He chuckled, tossed her bag in the corner where he’d been when she’d woken earlier, and turned to face her. “Well, that shouldn’t be a surprise. I’m used to giving orders.”

  His words penetrated and her heart raced. “Meaning?”

  His smile faded and he just peered at her.

  “You said you’re used to giving orders. What does that mean?”

  He still said nothing, but his eyebrows rose a little.

  “What position do you hold in your pack, Trayis?”

  “You don’t know?”

  She shook her head. “I handle pack correspondences for Arlis, but you’re his half-brother. Your pack doesn’t go through official channels to contact him because of your relationship. Most packs love to document everything with paper or emails. You just call each other on the phone. Sorry…your clan. Which I always thought was strange, since Vampires have nests… Anyway, I know you live in Alaska, that you share the same mother with Arlis but have different fathers. Yours was a Vampire. Arlis told me that. I’m not exactly in the loop when it comes to gossip, since most of the pack avoids talking to me. Are you an enforcer?”

  “Does it matter?”

  She had to think about that for a moment, before she said seriously, “I really was out of line by daring to approach you if you’re an enforcer for your alpha. My ranking is too low. Maybe it doesn’t matter, though, since you’re not a member of my pack?”

  His grin returned. “You really don’t know my status, do you?”

  That uneasy feeling returned. “No.”

  “Undress, Shay. Now.” The golden streaks in his eyes brightened.

  “But now you’ve freaked me out.”

  He approached her and gripped the bottom of her top, tugging it up her body. She lifted her arms to help. He kept that smile in place as he sat on the bed, pulled her closer, and shoved his thumbs in the sides of her pajama bottoms, pushing them down her thighs. A low growl rumbled from him.

  “No panties? I’m shocked, doll. And turned-on.”

  She lifted each foot as he removed her bottoms, holding on to his broad shoulders to keep her balance. It still bothered her that he hadn’t answered her question. Was he an enforcer? If so, she was way beneath him in hierarchy. It probably didn’t matter, though, since they were just having casual sex. Any chance of a future with him wasn’t an option. Not that she thought he’d ever want to make what they had permanent. She’d never find someone who’d consider her for a mate…unless she left the pack to marry a human.

  Trayis sniffed. “I’m glad you’re not still bleeding. I worried about that.”

  “I heal faster than a human. I’m good.”

  He pulled her between his spread thighs and it put them almost face level as he leaned in closer. She closed her eyes, loving the way it felt as he brushed his lips over hers. Trayis was surprisingly gentle. He applied a little pressure, and she opened to him, his tongue sweeping into her mouth.

  He teased and tormented her with the way he kissed. It reminded her of what it had felt like when he’d fucked her earlier, after the pain had faded. She moaned, sliding her hands up and down his back, lightly raking her fingernails over his shoulder blades. There was something amazingly sensual about touching him.

  He cupped her ass, hauling her even closer, until their bodies were pressed together. His skin was hot and firm. She loved the feeling of being flush against him. She inhaled his scent. Everything about Trayis drew her, excited her, and made her long for more. She gasped when he broke the kiss, lifted her off her feet and turned. She landed on her back on the bed, and he came down over her.

  His mouth reclaimed hers, and he adjusted his body, using one hand to nudge her enough to let her know what he wanted without words. She spread her legs wide, wrapping them around his waist. Once she did, he arched his chest off hers enough to slide his roaming hand to her breast.

  She moaned louder as he lightly pinched the taut nipple, sending a jolt straight to her clit. He maneuvered his hips, his thick, hard cock rubbing against her slit and clit. She was already wet. Her nails dug into his skin.

  He tore his mouth from hers. “Throat,” he demanded, his voice inhumanly deep.

  She twisted her head to bare it, remembering the last time he’d bitten her. He didn’t sink his fangs in this time, but instead left hot, wet kisses that trailed from her shoulder up to just under her ear, before he retraced his path. Her belly clenched and the ache to have him inside her grew stronger, until she realized she was grinding her hips against his cock, desperate to come.

  “You’re so fucking hot, doll.”

  His fangs nicked her skin, and she moaned louder. “Yes!”

  He still didn’t bite, though, instead grinding his cock against her clit. She tensed under him, moaning his name. He stopped playing with her breast and slid his hand down her side to her hip—and then pulled away.

  She opened her eyes as he lifted completely off her, feeling bereft and aching. She’d been right at the edge of a climax. He fumbled for something, and she watched as he tore off a condom packet, used his mouth to tear an edge before he rolled the condom over his cock. He returned to her, pinning her under him again.

  “Wrap around me and hold on tight,” he demanded.

  She clung to him as he adjusted a bit until he could slide his cock inside her slowly. He took his sweet time, letting her body adjust.

  It was a completely different experience. There was no pain. Just a sense of being sensually stretched to fit his wide girth and completely filled. Then it felt incredible as he drove into her deeper and began to thrust at a slow, steady rhythm.

  Her nails sank into his skin and she threw her head back. “Trayis!”

  He growled in re