of time slowed down. There was no urgency, no worry, no world. There was only Ainsley. Then she ground herself against the tip of his engorged penis. The pleasure exploded through all his nerve endings. His whole body went stiff and he closed his eyes and prayed not to come that instant. As soon as he was fully inside her he dared opened his eyes again. Ainsley’s face was soft with ecstasy. Her breasts were swollen. Her nipples jutted out enticingly. She gazed into his eyes and slowly dragged herself up and down. His heart burst with love for her. He grasped her hips in his hands and helped her find the rhythm she wanted. Before long she was moaning lightly. When she took her breasts in her own hands, he slipped his hand down and massaged her clitoris. Her body stiffened and she cried out. She clenched him like a fist as she convulsed with pleasure. Light shot out of every pore of her skin and he felt it reflected in his own. All his resistance was gone and he exploded inside her again and again, for what felt like a lifetime. When it was done, she collapsed on top of his chest, panting. Then she pushed herself up enough to look into his eyes in wonder. Something and changed in the pack. Erik could feel the presence of an alpha now. But it wasn’t him.
CHAPTER 11 A insley could feel the light washing over them. Erik glowed beneath her and her skin tingled and sang at every point of contact between them. It was working. She was drawing the alpha. His eyes were riveted on hers. She could hear his heartbeat struggle to fall in step with her own. A wave of animal pride washed through her and she let go. As she climaxed she could feel him swell. His deep groan reverberated through the electrified air between them. Suddenly it was as though Ainsley’s head had been wrapped in wool all her life, and it had been removed in an instant. She was assaulted from all sides with an invasion of sounds and smells as intense as when she had been a wolf. She dropped to Erik’s chest and panted with her eyes shut. Ainsley heard the air hissing in and out of his lungs and the squelch of his pulse. She smelled the tomato red happiness of his fading pleasure. She pulled up and looked down at him. He was a rainbow of dancing atoms, forming into a man shape. She reached for his face and her own hand trailed a blurred image of itself. Erik’s pupils dilated and he emitted the grassy green scent of submission. From all around, she could feel pinpoints of green warmth shooting through her. She closed her eyes and threw her head back. She heard a booming roar and realized it was emanating from her own throat. The alpha had been drawn, and it was Ainsley. Ainsley Connor was the alpha. The weight of it didn’t hit her. The dissonant chorus of her pack’s emotions had already mesmerized her. Their fear and joy and confusion sliced through her like a thousand tiny knives. Erik pulled her back down and rolled on top of her, covering her body with his. The gesture smacked of impudence but she allowed it, hoping that he could shelter her from the merciless assault on her senses. He nuzzled her neck. His breath skittered pleasantly across her nerve endings, distracting her a bit. When he took her face in his hands and looked into her eyes again, she found a measure of gravity. The sounds, smells and feelings still hurled themselves against the doors and windows of her consciousness. But only she and Erik were inside. “Ainsley, you’re…you’re the alpha.” She smiled, not trusting herself to speak. “You can’t leave now.” The relief in his voice broke her heart and she smiled at him again and shook her head. She could smell the salt of her own tears as they prickled at the corners of her eyes. He smiled down at her happily. He had never looked more handsome. “What does it feel like?” Ainsley closed her eyes and reached out to him with her mind. She poured the joy and power and confusion and the thousand