LISA


    It''s a relief to see Ava relaxing a little at the party and getting along with one of the girls from training. Mia''s always been friendly.


    "So, Lisa," Bren drawls, his eyes glinting with mischief as he leans in close. "Tell me something about you that would surprise me."


    I can''t help but giggle, feeling a delicious thrill shiver through me at his proximity. It''s been so long since I''ve had a fun flirtation. The only man I get to interact with is Kellan, the boring beta with all his rules and regulations.


    "Hmm, well..." I tap my chin, pretending to think it over. "I once ate an entire large pizza by myself in one sitting. Pepperoni, sausage, the works."


    Bren laughs, a rich, warm sound that wraps around me like a cozy blanket. "Impressive. I like a girl with a healthy appetite."


    He steps even closer, until there''s barely an inch of space between us. I can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it takes all my willpower not to press myself against him.


    We chat and flirt, our faces so close I can count the flecks of gold in his hazel eyes. The rest of the party fades away until it''s just us, lost in our own little bubble.


    "Hey," Bren murmurs, his breath ghosting over my cheek. "Want to take a quick walk outside? Get some fresh air?"


    My heart skips a beat at the suggestion, excitement zinging through my veins. I glance over at Ava, seeing her deep in conversation with Mia, the other girl''s hand resting on her arm.


    "Sure," I agree, biting my lip to contain my grin. "Lead the way."


    Bren takes my hand, his fingers lacing through mine, and guides me quickly through the crowd. Into the kitchen, where we both grab a cup of punch and drink it between giggles and hot, heavy stares.


    I gulp mine down as quick as I can.


    He does, too.


    We''re on the same page. That''s always good.


    We slip out the back door into the cool air of autumn, brushing away the heat of summer.


    Before I can even catch my breath, Bren is spinning me around and pressing me up against the rough brick wall. His lips crash into mine, hungry and insistent. I gasp into the kiss, my hands fisting in his shirt to drag him closer.


    Bren''s hands skim down my sides to grip my hips as he deepens the kiss. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, teasing and tasting. I moan, heat flooding through me, my skin buzzing with sensation.


    He kisses me like he''s starving for it, like he wants to devour me whole. It''s intoxicating, being the sole focus of his intensity. I arch into him, reveling in the solid heat of his body against mine.


    He''s the first wolf I''ve ever kissed, and I''m already determined for him to be the first wolf I ever fuck.


    His kisses are great. The sex is probably better. And right now, here, now, with the alcohol burning in my veins and his kisses drugging my mind, I''m ready for more.


    One of his hands tangles in my hair, tugging just hard enough to send sparks dancing down my spine. His lips trail hot, open-mouthed kisses along my jaw and down my neck. I tilt my head back, giving him better access, lost to the rush of desire.


    A finger goes in, then a second without any prep.


    It''s a little rough, but I grind against his hand as he groans.


    "You''re so fucking wet. You want me this bad, baby?"


    His dirty talk isn''t quite doing it for me, so I kiss him instead of answering. The kissing is nice, and the rhythm of his fingers is decent.


    Still, I want more. "Please..."


    "It''s okay if I fuck you?"


    "Yes," I groan, wrapping a leg around him. "I need you inside me. Now."


    Bren makes a sound that''s half growl, half groan. In a flash, he''s ripping my panties off and shoving his boxers down just enough to free his straining erection. I barely have a second to register the impressive size of him before he''s hoisting me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and pinning me to the wall with his hips.


    I feel the blunt head of his cock nudging at my entrance and nearly sob with anticipation. This is it. This is finally happening. I''m about to be filled in the most delicious way possible.


    He shoves into me in one swift move, and—


    It hurts.


    A lot.


    He''s too big for that kind of intrusion, and I yelp in pain. "Wait, Bren—"


    But he''s pulling back and slamming in again, not seeming to register my reaction.


    It''s good. But it hurts.


    "Fuck," he groans into my ear. "You feel so good."


    "Slow down. You''re too big."


    "Oh?" His chuckle sends little tingles through me, and his arms dip under my legs, pulling me higher.


    I clutch at his shoulders with a yelp. His strength is a definite turn-on, and my whimper causes his eyes to go dark.


    "Are you adjusted yet, babe? Because I need to fuck you."


    I wiggle my hips against him, thriving on the groan that shudders through his body. It''s amazing, knowing that I''m just a weak human, bringing this big, bad wolf shifter to his knees. "Yeah," I breathe, wrapping an arm more snugly around his neck as he shoves my back a little harder against the rough wall. "Fuck me, Bren."


    And he does, pounding into me without mercy, holding me up by my thighs.