Reign Of The King The Falcon Ridge Series Book 10

“Alright, spill it, Christian.” I say as I lean at on the conference table.

Christian sits smugly in his seat. “Spill what, Ricky?”

“The attack on the King? Was it you?” I glare at him.

“What? You’re crazy.” He scoffs. His brows cinched together as he adjust himself in his seat.

“Two ice wolves were at the scene. One was Eli. Where were you?” I shoot daggers at him.

He perks up. “Eli. He was here?”

“Don’t play stupid with me, Frosty. You never go anywhere without Eli. Now where were you?” I hit the table.

“Ricky, I swear I left him back at the mountain. I didn’t want him asking questions. Where is he?”

“He’s dead.” I snap.

He huffs out his shock. “Dead?” He looks around the room at nothing then looks at me. “How?”

“The King killed him after Eli attacked him in his bedroom.” I inform. He doesn’t look like he knows anything about this, but I can’t take chances.

“Eli took on the King of Wolves?” He looked at the table, playing with his fingers. “Gabriel made him do it. No way Eli would take on a mission like that on his own. Eli was a very good friend, but he was never an assassin.”

I looked into his flushed face. “There was another with him who got away. Any idea who it would be or where he is right now?”

Christian shook his head. “I have no idea, Ricky. I swear to you.”

I nod. “Ok. We’re going to have to hold you, Christian. We have to be sure.”

Christian nods. “Gabriel will know I’m gone.”

“After we straighten this mess out, tell him you got captured.” I supply. “Christian, there’s one other thing.”

I grab a chair and sit beside him. “We were able to test Eli before his body activated its self defense. Christian, the reason you have the ice power permanently is because of a bunch of other chemicals that are in it. It bonded the potion permanently to your DNA. We don’t know why. You may have a specific DNA marker that looked right. It’s hard to say, but I have to warn you. With the other chemicals in your body, other things may happen.”

“What other things?” He asks.

I shake my head. “We can’t know until they happen. Just watch yourself and know if anything weird happens, you can come to me and we’ll figure it out together.”

A soldier came in. “Thanks.” Christian nodded.

“No problem. We’ll try to get this sorted fast. Gabriel won’t figure you out.” I clap his shoulder.

“For the death of Eli, I almost hope he does.” He growls.

I give little smile as he’s escorted to a cell.

Declan stands. “Do you believe him?”

I nod. “The look on his face when I told him that Eli was dead, you can’t fake that. I could tell he wanted blood. He may not know anything about this, but maybe we can use him to draw out the other wolf.”

I leave Declan in the conference room and head upstairs to Zanders office.

I knock on the door.

“Come!” He barks.

I open the door. “Hey there, Beefcake.” I smile.

He smiles. “I was just thinking about you.”

I cross my arms and walk in. “All dirty, I hope.”

He tilts his head. “Very dirty.” He smirks.

I chuckle. “Ok. Listen. I’ve made some headway on your attack.”

“Show me.” He says as he leans on his desk.

I drop a file on his desk. “Eli Baxter. Lower wolf. It seems he was forced to attack you. They must of known he’d get killed for it.”

“It was a message.” Zander lifts an eye to me as he reads the file.

“Seems like it. Eli was a travel companion to this guy.” I drop the other file. “Christian Whittaker. He’s been our informant for over a year. Of all the Nordics, he’s the only who retained the power on a permanent basis.”

“This was the second wolf.” He points to Christians photo.

“No. But I think we can use him to draw the second wolf out. I’ve put him in holding for now. Christian turned religious when he got his power. He hates what the Nordics are doing.”

“You trust him.” Zander raised a brow.

I nod. “I do. He’s mighty pissed Gabriel sent Eli on a suicide mission.”

“Alright. What do we do?” Zander asks.

“Right now, Bastian is developing a plan with the Alphas. When he knows, we’ll know.” I say.

Zander nods. “Will I see you for dinner?”

I scratch my temple. “With these new developments, I can’t. Tomorrow Ok? Or maybe breakfast?”

He smiles. “Ok. I’ll see you later.”

“Yep, bye.” I smile and give a little wave as I leave his office.

I think breakfast with Zander will be just what the doctor ordered.

****

I look out over the lights of Falcon Ridge. It’s so pretty up here. With the moon and stars. The city twinkling in the night. I wish Zander was here to see it.

The warm night air blows my hair as I hear the door open.

I step to the open balcony door and lean my back on the frame. The curtains swaying in the breeze.

I lift my leg out of the white sheet I’m wearing and prop it on the frame.

Zander walks into his bedroom and puts his stuff down. He stops and his head rolls to me. His mouth ticks up as he stands and puts his hands in his pockets.

“About time you got home.” I say with lust on my lips. “I figured you’d want dessert rather than dinner.” I bounce my brow.

He walks slowly toward me. He looks at me with hunger in his eyes. “You know. This is twice you’ve snuck in here. I may have to punish you.”

I push off the frame, holding the sheet to my chest. “Can’t I just apologize instead?” I say seductively.

He tilts his head and a grin tugs at his lips. “Not with words.” He crooks a finger at me.

I walk slowly and softly toward him. My bare feet stepping one foot in front of the other.

I get close and I feel his heat building already. It mixes with mine as my arousal increases.

He threads his fingers into my hair and consumes my mouth. His velvet tongue dancing with mine.

His other hand moves slowly from my cheek and neck to my chest. I move my hand and he hooks the sheet with his finger. He pulls and the sheet billows to the floor. My naked body is on full display.

He pulls back, biting my lower lip. He looks at me with his slit, dreamy blue eyes. “On your knees.” He growls quietly.

I kiss him again and then slide my lips to his neck. He breathes a moan as I nip his stubbled chin.

I lower myself to his dress pants. I undo his belt and pop his button. Releasing his zipper, his pants slide to the floor.

My heat rises. My arousal drips as I hook the band of his boxers.

Zander pulls off his tie and undoes his button down white dress shirt. He lays it open as I free his rock hard erection from his boxers. I pull them down to his feet.

My fingers wrap around his girth as I look up at him. He runs his fingers through my hair.

I lick my lips and slide his head past my lips. He grips my hair as a low growl vibrates his chest.

I take in as much as I can and stroke the rest with my hands.

I pull back and take him in again. My tongue swirls around him as I take him in deeper.

“God, Ricky, that feels good.” He grits.

His words encourage me to go faster. I move my lips up and down. My hands gripping him as I go.

“Fuck.” He growls as he looks into my eyes.

He holds my hair and starts to pump into my mouth.

I run my nails down his hard abs which makes him almost snarl his lips a bit. I continue to scratch to his thigh.

I go faster and so does he. He takes off his shirt and throws it.

His other hand runs into my hair. “Just like that. Fuck, you’re so good.” He growls.

I squeeze harder and push myself on him even deeper.

I feel his thighs tense. I see his abs flex as he begins to thrust into my open mouth.

“God, I’m close….” He grinds. “Get up here.”

He pulls my hair, popping me off his dick.

He grabs the back of my head and engulfs my mouth. His arm scoops my ass and he lifts me up. He kicks off his shoes and the rest of his clothes. He carries me to the bed, burying his tongue in my mouth.

I grip his hair as he lowers me to the bed. His lips move to my neck. “You can moan, but you cannot come until I tell you.” He whispers in my ear. His order has my pussy gushing wet.

He slides a hand down my body to my core. My legs part as his fingers slide into my soaking slit. He finds my clit and makes hard circles while he nips and sucks my neck.

“Yes…” I breathe as I arch back.

He kisses back up to my mouth. His fingers rub faster. I grip his hair harder as I moan on his mouth.

He slides a finger into me and draws it in and out hard. He breaks the kiss and looks at me. “Don’t come.” He hooks his finger and finds my g spot. He rubs even harder.

“FUCK!...” I clench my teeth as I arch back even more.

He’s watching me squirm and fight. “Not yet, baby….”

I’m fighting it so hard, but the pleasure of it is so much it almost hurts.

“Please…Zander…please…” I moan loud.

He moves even faster. He kisses my cheek and neck. “I want you to come with me.” He whispers.

He stops and rolls me over. He arches my back a tiny bit. “Don’t come until I’m ready.” He grits in my ear as he teases the head of his dick at my entrance.

I nod and he pushes himself in. “YESSS…” I moan loud.

“Damn!” He growls. “…so fucking tight….” He says in my ear as he wraps an arm around my neck.

He thrusts hard right off the start. I’m moaning so loud.

I grip his arm as he hangs on. His hips forcing my ass up higher.

“Yes…Zan…right there….” I sink my teeth into his arm.

He’s kissing my temple and biting my ear.

His hips slam my ass as his length slides in and out faster.

“YESSS!...” I scream.

“Not yet, baby….” He pants as he speeds up and his dick thrusts harder into me.

His body is surrounding me. The heat is almost unbearable. The way he’s on me almost feels like he’s claiming me as his mu wolf feels it top.

His stroke get deeper and harder. I tighten up almost instantly. “Zan…don’t stop!” My climax pushing over the edge. “Fuck!...”

“Not a chance…I’m….close, baby…come now.” He growls in my ear.

“YESSSS!!....” My orgasm tears through. I feel my pussy gush all over him and my thighs.

He lifts himself up and plants his hands on my back.

He thrusts even harder as I scream out my climax.

“Yes!...Ricky…I’m coming now…” He grinds through clenched teeth.

I feel his dick swell and the warmth of his release fill me.

He slows and lays back down on me. He pushes the last of orgasm out as he grabs my chin and pulls my lips to his. He kisses me gently.

He pulls back. “That was great dessert.” He smiles.

I bite my lip. “Oh yeah.”

He rolls off and gets us situated on the bed.

He pulls the sheet up to my shoulders as I’m still on my stomach. He lays on his stomach too. His arm is tucked under his pillow.

We’re both breathing heavy as we calm ourselves.

His eyes find mine and he smiles.

“What?” I ask.

“What’s Ricky short for?” He asks adjusting himself.

I shake my head. “No.”

“It’s short for no?” He chuckles.

“No. I’m not telling you.” I grin.

He props his head on his hand as he rolls to his side. He moves my hair out of my face. “Come on. I want to know.”

“No way.” I flip to my back.

“Why not?” He asks.

I look at the ceiling. “Because you’ll laugh.”

“No, I won’t.” His brow cinches. “You dare presume how I would react?”

“I’m not telling you.” I cross my arms.

“Come on, Ricky.” He leans over and kisses my neck. “I know you want to.” He nips me.

“Ok. But you promise you won’t laugh.” I point at his face.

“I promise.” He says, leaning back.

“Ok. It’s short for…Richelle." I roll my head to him.

He bites his lip as a smile crosses his face. His face turns slightly pink.

I shove him. “You promised!” I fold my arms. My face fills with annoyance.

He starts to laugh. “Oh, come on. I was joking.” He pulls me close to him shaking me a bit. “Richelle is beautiful. Just like you.” He presses his lips to mine.

He separates. I smile. “Careful, King. You might start falling for me.” I bounce my brow.

“Uh, no. It’ll be you falling for me.” He grins.

“Hook.” He kisses me. “Line.” He kisses me again. “And sinker.” He kisses me hard and I melt right into him again.