The Alpha's Pulse (Paranormal Shifter Werewolf Romance) Read Free Page A

yourself?”
     
    “Only when I know what I want.”
     
    Elissa laughed. “Okay, so tell me Vance, what is it that you want?”
     
    Silence teased her before Vance finally said. “You.”
     
    Just to hear him say it sent heat racing to the middle of her thighs. Flashbacks went through her head of the night they spent together. It was one of the most amazing nights of her life. He had done things to her body that sent her falling over the edge of ecstasy over and over again. She licked her lips at the memory.
     
    “Elissa?” His voice pulled her back to the present.
     
    “Yes?”
     
    “I asked if you were you free tonight.”
     
    She looked at the clock. It was only 9:30. She had no plans and she could use some company.
     
    “Yes, I am.”
     
    “Good. I want to see you. Let's say half an hour?”
     
    Half an hour? She looked down at her simple clothes and panicked. “Make it an hour and a half.”
     
    “Done.” The line clicked dead
     
    Elissa hung up the phone and jumped off the couch, grabbing the blanket she had been sitting under as she went. She rushed through her home and cleaned things as she passed them. She lit candles and put a bottle of wine in the freezer.
     
    She went to her room and looked in her closet. She wasn’t a fool to think he was coming over for conversation. No. He was coming over to pick up where they left off the other night.
     
    She leafed through her clothes until she found a simple dress that played up her breasts and ass. Running a brush through her hair, she let the natural waves fall around her shoulders and stop at the middle of her back.
     
    When she was finished, she sat back in the living room and waited for Vance to show up. She hoped when he got there, her nerves would be back under control
     
    ***
     
    Vance pulled up exactly on time. Elissa met him at the door.
     
    “Hey you.” She said.
     
    “You look beautiful.” He looked her up and down, letting his eyes linger on the curves that her dress hugged. She stepped back to him in and led him over to the couch.
     
    “Would you like some wine?” She offered.
     
    “No I’m fine. You're intoxicating enough for me.”
     
    She smiled at him. “Thank you.”
     
    He nodded and sat back on the couch. He knew she was waiting for him to get things started but he figured he would have a little fun with the situation. He wanted her to ask for it.
     
    She sat down next to him and clasped her hands around her knee. He could tell she was nervous, and thought it was cute.
     
    “You're quiet tonight.” He said.
     
    “Sorry, my nerves are getting the best of me.”
     
    “I’m the same old Vance. The one who knocked your socks off the other night.”
     
    She turned a bright red and slapped him on the shoulder.”
     
    “Am I wrong?
     
    “No.” She chewed her lip and darted a quick glance at him.
     
    Scooting closer to her on the couch, he trailed his fingers up and down her shoulder. “And…how did I make you feel, sweet Elissa?”
     
    She looked down at the contact. “Good.”
     
    “How good?” His eyes flashed gold again for a brief moment.
     
    “Really good.”
     
    He moved his fingers to the underside of her breast. He lightly flicked his thumb over her nipple and smiled at her sharp intake of breath.
     
    “Tell me, Elissa. Tell me what you want.”
     
    She had closed her eyes from his touch. A moan escaped her throat.
     
    “Tell me, love. What is it you want me to do to you?” His hand worked under her dress, peeling it away slowly to expose her breast. His head lowered and his scorching lips hovered over her nipple as a gentle gust hardened the peak.
     
    “Make love to me." She closed her eyes.
     
    Vance came up her body and kissed her, pressing her back up against the couch. He lifted her dress and let his hand cup the very wet sex that lay there waiting for him.
     
    “You are so fucking beautiful.” he said.
     
    His hand moved slowly down her belly and slipped beneath the