[Siren Allure: Erotic Paranormal Romance, werewolves, HEA]
This man is a dynamite package of brains, a body to make women sweat, and manners of a true gentleman. Just as happy in the outdoors as he is in the lab, Kristof Farkas has no time for the frivolities of the world or the silliness of women. And then, across the divide of their dog-eat-dog world comes the shock of a lifetime in a confusing little package.
She's always believed that she could outthink and outsmart any man on the planet, but that she had nothing any man would want. Living dual lives, she's the straight-laced bookworm by day and vibrantly sensual sex kitten at night. Both sides of Courtney Warsaw want the one person she's always dreamed of having, but the down-to-earth side of her knows he's out of her league. A chance encounter that leads to steamy dreams of what could be seals her fate.
Intrigue, back stabbing, and a brush with death have these two spinning out of control with each other and with their lives. Enemies without and enemies from within are all determined to ensure these two never have the life that destiny has set before them. Will this pair mate for life, or will they be destined to fail?
A Siren Erotic Romance
The door creaking open behind him had Kris glaring at his computer readouts even harder. The sign said “Do Not Disturb,” what the hell was so hard to figure out about that? Like, really, he only asked for two things while he was working on a project, absolute peace and quiet and that someone poke him every six days if they hadn’t seen him to ensure he was still alive.
“Dr. Farkas, a moment of your time please,” the voice of the Chairman of the Board said from behind him. Crap, not exactly the guy to ignore, especially when he was responsible for getting Kristof all the funding he did.
Marking his spot he turned to look at the man. “Mr. Johnson,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly, something that drove him insane. He hated to talk around women, they got all silly and giggly when he spoke, a strange phenomenon that he just would never understand. One of his female co-workers had tried to explain that his was a voice that sent shivers down a woman’s spine and made her think of hot and very sexual things, but he still hadn’t understood. Kristof might be a certified genius, but some things really were beyond even his grasp.
“I hate to interrupt since I know you’re almost ready with the latest of the tests, but we’ve had a new case brought in and the Board has requested that you see to it personally since it is from Aegis.”
Lifting a brow Kristof leaned back casually in his seat. “What are they trying to sell the public now?” he asked quietly. Ever since he’d heard rumors of something ten years ago he’d ensured that every secondary trial that was required by law from Aegis had come to him, the Board had been more than willing to accommodate him. Besides being one of their brightest shining stars, Kristof also put a lot of his own money into the facility. Not his own section of course as that would be highly suspect, but into the other divisions that he believed in. The ones that were testing new drugs for children with cancer or, specifically, leukemia. The division that worked on new ways of treating and healing burn victims and so forth.
“Not sure, it’s pretty closed mouth right now, but you know I couldn’t tell you anyway,” Johnson said with a pointed look.
“I know, but I’m ever hopeful that you’ll just tell me so I can shoot it down ahead of time and not have to go through the hassle,” Kristof grumbled. He hadn’t gotten anything good from Aegis for too long. They just didn’t seem to be hiring anyone with an IQ that was higher than their shoe size. Turning his gaze out the window he stared at their building. Funnily enough they were neighbors which had a few folks on the FDA upset, but as there had never been any issues of corruption since the institution of the new Board five years back, they just sat and watched carefully.
“Well this one is apparently from one of their girl geniuses,” Johnson said with a smirk. He was old school, women shouldn’t be in the work place. They should be at home, barefoot, fat with pregnancy and ensuring that dinner was on the table when their man arrived home with a martini in their hand perfectly mixed.
Kris barely controlled the urge to snarl at the old fart. Funny thought that one since Kris was four times the man’s age easily and yet Johnson was the one with the hangups about women in the workforce. “Well we’ll see if she’s got some smarts. If she does then maybe there’s hope for those lazy bastards. Get me the notes and whatever else they sent over as soon as it comes in. I should have this finished by the morning so I’ll start on it in the afternoon,” he said and spun in his seat.
He’d basically just dismissed Johnson but the Board was used to him and his quirks as they termed it. He did his job, saved them hoards of money and kept their name out of the papers unless there was a huge discovery. He was their star lab geek. Which meant he got away with practically murder.
“Do you want me to mark you as my mate? If not, you need to tell me now or I won’t be able to stop it from happening. Also”—he slid two fingers into her cunt and began to stretch her—“in this position I’m going to feel like I’m going to break you with my cock, I’m not, you’re made for me, little one. But it will be intense and I need you to trust me and not fight me if you can help it please.” He couldn’t guarantee her safety a hundred percent if she did, he was too sexually aware of her and she was so close to him that he was willing to break every Law the Wolves had to have her.
Courtney nodded. “I am yours, Kris, I want your mark because that’s what I was born for, for you.” She sobbed slightly as his fingers moved into her body, stretching and readying her. “I trust you, Kris. I really need for you to fuck me with that impressive cock, I need to feel you filling my pussy to capacity and beyond. I need to feel more, my body feels like a livewire,” she moaned as she spread her legs wider for him, her body completely in a pose of submission and the honey of her juices coating his fingers heavily. “Please.” She moved back toward his fingers in an aching needful movement.
“Soon, baby,” he breathed half in relief half in desperate need slipping a third finger into her pussy. “I don’t want to hurt you any more than is absolutely necessary your first time. I’m not a small man, Courtney, and you are so tight,” he murmured spreading his fingers slightly as he stroked her slowly.
“If you aren’t inside of me soon however I am going to hurt you, Kris. I need—” She cried out loudly. “Please, Kris, I need you, now.” She didn’t care how not small he was, she wanted him to be a part of her because she felt the burning in her stomach once more that heralded her impending orgasm. “Please, Kris,” she begged.
Kissing her back gently he shifted to lay over her and gently began to press his cock into her weeping pussy. Slowly, inch by inch he eased into her throbbing pussy that held him so lovingly that he bit out a curse and his body tightened over hers. “Shh, baby,” he whispered as she tried to wiggle and move. “Stay still, honey, and relax,” he whispered as he nibbled on her neck in a clear move to distract her.
He was telling her to relax when he was splitting her in half, funny, not. “You weren’t lying when you said that your cock was big, if anything you understated your size,” she muttered and then whimpered. “Wait, oh god there.” It suddenly no longer burned, the small sensation of tearing was gone and now it was just a blissful feeling of fullness, she could practically feel every breath that he took via his dick buried in her pussy the way that it was.
“Not quite.” He grinned as he slid his cock into her fully and couldn’t quite bite back the moan of pleasure. “Now we’re there,” he breathed out as he shifted where his hands were so he’d be able to move. Gently he pushed her hair from her right side, baring her neck and shoulder to him. Pressing a kiss to her skin, he pulled out almost all the way before he slid his cock back into her slowly, enjoying every inch of her as he filled her. Kris pulled out and watched every single one of his nine inches sliding right back into her soaking wet pussy. This was what they both needed.
She turned to face him sideways, eyes glassy with pleasure and whimpered, “Kris.” It felt amazing, the way that his cock filled her pussy and the way that he so slowly moved in and out of her body. It was the look on his face though that had her whole body shiver. The look of possession, the look of pure unadulterated joy as he watched his cock filling her pussy. He was filling her fuller than anything could ever have done before and the slow, even strokes were making her hotter. “Please.” She wanted to feel his teeth on her shoulder, knew that he was going to mark her and she simply couldn’t wait.
Nuzzling her cheek Kris slid one hand over her belly and between the pillows to burrow between her folds. Finding her clit he lightly rubbed at it as he changed the pace of his hips, pumping his cock in and out of her pussy, speeding up then slowing down and repeating. He wanted this to last, it was her first sexual experience and it was the toughest one for him since he had to mark her and not turn her. “Soon, Courtney, I promise,” he whispered clenching his teeth as he fought to maintain a semblance of control and not hurt her too badly. She’d be sore because of the fact he’d taken her virginity and how he was taking her, that was a given, but he wasn’t going to just let his dominant nature push him to causing any more pain than had been absolutely necessary.