Pack Secrets by Crissy Smith

quickly.
    He was still shaky from losing control earlier so he’d stolen away with Angel to have a few minutes alone. Angel was quiet as they walked slowly to his room. While he always kept guest rooms available for the Pack, his own space was at the back of the house and farthest away from the other bedrooms.
    No one came into his private space. Not even his brother and sister. Because he shared his home with so many members of the Pack when they needed him, Alex had found that he craved solace once in a while. Cassie had suggested he make the master suite his own.
    At the time Alex hadn’t taken her seriously, but over the years he and his wolf had become more in need of separation from the demands of the Pack. He held his breath as he opened the bedroom door, allowing Angel to enter before him.
    She gasped when stepping inside. Grinning, he closed the door before wrapping his arms around her from behind.
    He’d knocked out a wall, making two rooms into one large space. Closest to the door, on the left side, was a soft brown fabric couch with matching reclining chair. The walls were floor-to-ceiling bookcases that held his favorite books.
    Across the room the king-size bed was on a platform with a huge bay window. The dark chocolate bedspread matched the rest of the décor. Tucked in a corner was a small mini fridge and counter for snacks. Angel wouldn’t be able to see the bathroom and Alex had to fight the urge to take her in to wow her even more.
    “This is awesome,” Angel said, turning in his arms. She looked up at him. “I love how warm it is.”
    He grinned back at her. That’s what he wanted her to feel. To their right stood the rock mantle for the fireplace. During the winter, when snow covered the ground, he could see himself wrapped around Angel in front of the roaring fire. “I’m glad you like it.”
    She rose onto the tips of her toes. “Is this all you wanted to show me?” she asked suggestively.
    Just like that, in less than a minute, his cock was hard and straining for release. Bending his head down, he brushed his lips over hers. “No,” he confessed.
    “Good,” she told him before burying her fingers in his hair and holding his head still.
    He moaned as Angel licked at his closed lips. Opening for her, he tasted coffee and woman as their tongues grazed against each other and played. He tightened the hold he had on her back, pulling her even closer.
    Sparks sizzled down his spine all the way to his toes. Need, almost overwhelming, welled up until Alex had to jerk back his head.
    “I still don’t have full control over myself,” he admitted shamefully.
    She was already shaking her head. She tugged his tucked-in shirt from his jeans. “I don’t want control.”
    He allowed her to raise the shirt over his head. Once his chest was bare, Alex was impatient to get Angel’s clothes off. Kissing her deeply, he went to work on the button of her pants while pushing up her blouse. Only when they had to stop to catch their breaths did they pull back. At that time Angel let her top fall to the floor.
    Angel’s body was gorgeous. Her breasts were full and round, encased inside black silk. Alex cupped her mounds, causing her head to fall back. Her sighing while he brought his lips to the soft garment spurred him on. He used his teeth to nip just above her clothing until she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. As her smooth skin was revealed, he dropped to his knees. He ran his hands down to her hips and took one pert nipple between his lips. He sucked while she started to tremble with need. He could smell her excitement and already loved the scent. He was a man who depended on his nose to tell him things. He didn’t actually need his extra senses, though, as Angel was vocal enough. She hissed, gripping the back of his head as he trailed his tongue from one breast to another.
    Tracing the top of her pants with his fingers, he teased with what was to come.
    “Alex,” she pleaded hoarsely.
    He