Alpha Infiltration

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Sarina spent the afternoon visiting members of the pack who were further out from town and rarely made it to meetings and such. She always carried copies of notes she made so that they would know how things were going peace-wise and would feel more connected to the main group. She’d just left the Rietger’s home and was heading toward the Schultz’s when she spotted Brody heading towards her. She could have sworn he’d been in more formal clothes when she’d left her parent’s home. Now, though, he was more relaxed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She smiled, thinking that no matter what he wore, he was sexy as hell.

“Hello, handsome,” she smiled.

“Hey yourself, gorgeous.” He grinned, but pulled her close when she got within arm’s length. His mouth fused hotly to hers and their tongues tangled as his hands roamed up her side to cup her breast.

“Easy,” she giggled. “We’re in public. Not to mention I still get nauseous.”

“Right,” he sighed. “How’s it going?”

“They seem happy, well taken care of. I never understood why my dad let everyone spread out as they chose. After seeing them today though, I understand it was because he knew the needs of his pack. He knew that not everyone wanted to be in town, so he let them choose where they wanted to be and committed himself to keeping them in the pack. Not just any alpha can do that.”

“No,” he agreed. “There are those of us who are willing to put ourselves on the line for those we care for.”

“Don’t be jealous,” Sarina smiled. “I love you just as fiercely as I love my extended family.”

“Want to go home and finish what I started out here on the street?”

“Yes,” she said, not blushing. Sarina had learned so much about herself since finding Brody. She was much more confident in her skin than she’d have thought, and their s*x life was still extremely active, even though she appeared to be nearly five months pregnant in human terms. The fact that she was actually only about ten weeks along in real time made no difference. In a little over six weeks, her babies would be here and her family would grow exponentially. “However, I still have three homes to stop by before I can head home. I’ll be there before you know it though. Maybe we can get a nightcap before I crash.”

“Sounds good, baby.”

“I love you, Brody.”

“Love you, too,” he said, smiling before he brought her close for another kiss.

Sarina watched Brody turn and head back toward town. He’d had an edge to him today, one she hadn’t noticed since they’d made love in the shower. Something about him was harder and needier than he usually showed her, especially now that she was expecting. Lately she was the one who’d been initiating anything physical between them. She wasn’t complaining... it was just nicely odd to see Brody’s want for her, to know that even as her body changed to accommodate their babies, he still found her attractive and desirable.

She finished with the three families she’d promised to visit that day and headed home, anticipation revving in her system as she neared. She’d been impressed with Brody when he’d taken to caring for the home. Brody had been given a nice three bedroom, two bath home on the edge of town, close to her parents. It was close enough for Sarina to feel the warm comfort of her parents and siblings, but far enough away that a call was necessary before anyone visited. Thankfully her relatives were nice enough to understand their need for space as the babies grew closer to being delivered. She had plenty of girl time with her mother and sister, Shawna, and Aunt Penelope, but sometimes she wanted nothing more than to spend a quiet night at home with Brody, just the two of them. The babies, she knew, would be there before either of them was truly ready and times like tonight would be rare. She wanted to squeeze every bit from just the two of them before her time came to transition into motherhood.

“Honey, I’m home,” she chuckled. She washed her hands at the kitchen sink and lifted the lid on the teriyaki chicken she was slow cooking before she headed upstairs to find her man. She knew tonight was the full moon and although she was thankful to exclude herself from the change, she still wanted to be there, as she always was, to watch Brody transition.

“Hey baby,” Brody said when she entered their room. “I missed you today.”

“Seeing me this afternoon wasn’t enough, huh?”

“What?” Brody asked. Sarina watched him pick through the closet, trying to find something to wear that he wouldn’t mind getting shredded tonight. “I didn’t see you this afternoon.”

“You don’t remember stopping me out by the Schultz’s and kissing me brainless?”

“Hon, I’d damn well remember if my lips had touched yours this afternoon,” Brody smiled. Turning he came toward her in a way that always made Sarina’s belly jump. She’d never met a man who could master the prowler stance as fluidly in his male form as he did in his wolf form, until Brody that is. The man exuded confidence as if he was born with a natural well of it inside himself. It was a major turn-on for her.

“I’m telling you, babe. You were wearing jeans and a t-shirt and your hair was all messy. Then you pulled me close and kissed me as if I was your last breath. Hot as hell if you ask me.”

“Sorry I missed it,” Brody grinned. “But I’m telling you doll, that I was with your dad up until about an hour and a half ago, well past the time you’re saying you saw me. Not that I’m not obliged now to make it up to you. I don’t want you getting disappointed and letting strange men take liberties with you.”

“Liberties,” Sarina laughed. Blowing it off as an odd misunderstanding, Sarina giddily met Brody’s warm smile with her own. She could admit that she missed the fiery passion that had flowed between them so easily in those first months. She glimpsed it once in a while, when Brody’s hands bruised her flesh in the heat of o****m, or when the hickeys he left on her skin took a bit longer to heal, but it did little to satiate the need she had for him. Making love as often as they did, did little to stem the want he drew up in her. Still, she knew someday when the babies had grown up a bit, they’d get back to the moon-howling s*x they’d enjoyed. She knew from talking with her mother candidly about it that the passion was easily put aside when babies were little and needy.

“As they grow and become more independent though, you and Brody will rekindle that fierce need for each other. I’ve been with your father for twenty-five years and we show little sign of slowing down, especially since we won’t be having any more babies.”

“Do you miss it?” Sarina had asked her mother then.

“No,” she smiled. “Time moves on and so does a parent’s role in their child’s life. I’m no longer the mother who needs to chase you around, to discipline and teach you. Now, as a friend, I can sit back and love the woman you’ve become, help you through this stage in life and be there to love the babies you carry. If anything, I’m greatly looking forward to this time.”

“Good,” Sarina laughed. “Because if our passion comes back too strong, I may be calling you to babysit.”

“I’d love to,” Amanda had agreed. “Once a week, but no more. I can’t keep my own passion bottled up if I take on little ones more often than that.”

“I’ll tell Brody to put a lid on it if he gets too frisky before date night.”

“You’d better.” Amanda laughed.

“Your mind is wandering again,” Brody said gently. Sarina felt him nibble on her neck and laid her hand on the back of his head, threading her fingers through the thick hair he let grow long and shaggy most of the time.

“Sorry,” she smiled. “Kiss me so I can stop thinking.”

Brody did as she asked, falling easily into her and the heat they created together. His lips roamed over her face, jaw and neck, enjoying the way her breathing picked up as his hands worked her body over. They had to learn to slow down, to truly enjoy this process as Sarina grew heavier with their children. Now, Brody found that while he sometimes missed that instant flash and burn of passion they’d had in the very beginning, there was a sweetness here they would have easily missed if not for the twins. “The babies are quiet tonight.”

“Just wait,” Sarina chuckled. “Make me come and they won’t be.”

“Really?”

“It seems to be like a shot of adrenaline to them. They bounce all over the place in there after we have sex.”

“I might have to do this with you more often. I do want athletic and active children after all.”

“Our kind isn’t active enough?” she asked. Then she quirked that dark eyebrow up in the way he loved and Brody was reminded all over again just why he loved her.

“Just in case,” Brody smiled. She came to him easily then, her lips meeting his. Her tongue slid hungrily into his mouth, jacking his own need up a notch. Using his hands now, Brody showed her the need she easily pushed into him. He cupped her breasts, kneading them so their tips peaked for his pleasure. He drew her shirt aside, reveling in the beauty of her gorgeous breasts. She’d been blessed with perky breasts and now they were even more rounded as they prepared for the two lives she carried. Just the thought of her having his babies was a turn-on, even if it had been an unexpected one.

Taking her hands, Brody led Sarina to their bed, letting her sit down. He removed her shoes and the stockings she’d worn under her skirt that emphasized her incredible a*s. He appreciated that she took time for herself, to keep herself healthy. Frankly he didn’t care if anyone else thought so, but Brody found Sarina to be the most phenomenal-looking woman, or wolf come to think of it, that he’d ever laid eyes on. He gave some leeway because they were mates, but very little. “You need more rest,” he said, noticing the swelling in her feet.

“Considering how fast this pregnancy is progressing, I would be surprised if my feet weren’t swollen all day, every day. Swelling at night is normal, as long as it’s just my feet. Aren’t there other parts of my body that need to swell a little?”

“You’re a bit frisky tonight,” Brody chuckled.

“Seeing you this afternoon turned me on. Am I to be punished for enjoying the way my mate touches me?”

“No,” Brody grinned. “Not unless punishment includes moaning when I fill you.”

“Bring it on baby,” she smiled.

Laying her back, Brody stripped her slowly, planting hot kisses and tongue trails along her skin. He started at her ankles and kissed his way up her thighs, making her moan when his fingers found her unbelievably hot p***y. He fingered her purposefully as his cool tongue circled her hyper-sensitive clit. He felt her body clench as she started to move against him. Her body, still lithe despite her growing belly, trembled as his hands took her over that first time. Moving quickly now, with Sarina’s help, Brody stripped his own clothes off and lay down next to Sarina, letting his hand caress her. He ran circles over her n*****s and then bent to taste them with his tongue, enjoying the way she sighed. He suckled one while his hand massaged the other. Then he alternated his attention as he rose over her, settling himself gently between her hips. When her belly proved to be a hindrance to that particular position, however, Brody helped her onto her hands and knees. Brody particularly liked the look of Sarina when he was taking her from behind. He was sure it had to do with the alpha in his blood, the submissive pose of her body, but whatever it was, it was one hell of a turn-on.

He rubbed her n***d bottom, smacking a hand down across her a*s and grinning when he heard her cuss, right after moaning. He knew she enjoyed the painful pleasure as much as he did. He was cautious now though to keep it to a minimum, afraid that it might harm the babies. He rubbed the red welt on her a*s cheek as he positioned himself behind her, his tip feeling the ripe wetness of her folds. “I miss taking you hard and fast,” he said, right before he filled her fully. Her moan made it hard to control the man, let alone the wolf who would have his time tonight.

She moaned again and again as he filled her, pulling out fully and filling her just the same. The long, full strokes provided little reprieve for the animal that yearned to mate the way they had in the beginning. Brody grabbed a fistful of Sarina’s long hair, giving a tug that had her head snapping back as she moaned. “God, Sarina. Take me, baby. I want you so damn bad right now.”

“Brody,” she cried as her body exploded. He felt the jerking of her completion as her body trembled under his hands. Locking her hips in his hands, Brody gave two hard thrusts and spent himself into her heated center. Pulling back, Brody managed to fall off the bed before the change took him over.