Enzo (The Wolves Den: New #1)

13. Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

The evening was beautiful. Deja always loved summer, but tonight was the best night of her life. Enzo was on one side of her, and Ven was on the other. They had dinner; the meal included lamb, something Deja had never tried before. She still wasn't sure how she felt about it, but it was edible. She couldn't find it in herself to protest because last week she had barely eaten. It seemed her males were definite carnivores.

She stopped, making Enzo and Ven turn to look at her. She shook her head and started walking again. Her males, she didn't have a right to claim them; she was just borrowing them for a while. Her easy smile slipped, and she walked ahead of them, seeing The Wolves Den.

Deja looked behind her and gave Enzo and Ven a smile and a wave before she disappeared into The Wolves Den. She needed some time to herself.

"Do you think she's okay?" Ven asked Enzo, his eyes dull with worry.

"I think she is like us. Not really sure what's going on and trying to take things one at a time."

They both nodded, agreeing, and walked into the club.

Cole gave a wave to them but caught Enzo's eye and motioned him over.

Enzo moved over to the bar, his long legs eating up the distance. With a smile to the males around him, he took a seat and ordered a drink.

"Hair of the Wolf." He waited until Cole brought the drink back.

There was alcohol, and there was what they drank. It was a nice mixture of what they found on the planet and what they distilled themselves.

Cole leaned over and slid him the drink while murmuring, "Corso is awake."

Declyn walked over and joined them at the bar. He took one look at Enzo's drink and ordered one of the same.

After Cole brought his drink, Enzo told him the news. "Corso is awake."

"Shit," Declyn said. They both nodded in agreement and tossed the drinks back.

"That's strong. Why do I always forget and drink what Enzo's drinking?" Declyn gave a half-mocking laugh.

"Considering I didn't even know what this was until Declyn introduced me to it, I'm going to ignore him."

Enzo watched as Deja came out and started pouring drinks for males that were suddenly thirsty. He might have to give her up sooner than he wanted. Corso was the Alpha of the Thalians, their rivals. He had gone to ground about ten years ago, allowing them to have a time of peace.

The Kur'ik and the Thalians had been at war for centuries, fighting to maintain the status quo of their worlds. There was no status quo to maintain on Earth, but Corso believed that his people would come for them and, when they did, they would grant them permanent life if they wiped out the Kur'iks. Corso was a fool.

"This is going to mean war again," Declyn said. "You know his beta will run and tell him."

"What do you want me to do? Send her away?" Enzo took his time to look at Deja, who was smiling and talking to some of their people.

"It's too late for that. Look at them; we hired Deja a few days ago, but already they love having her close. Besides, I smell her on you. You'll never be able to send her away now."

Declyn was right, but he knew better than to confirm that thought.

"So what do we do?"

"We let everyone know that we might be going to war over a human female."

"It's better than what we were fighting about before."

"Granted." Declyn stood and made his way to the opposite end of the club to have a seat with several males.

Deja kept her eye on Enzo and Declyn, wondering what they were whispering about as she poured drinks and smiled at males she was becoming used to seeing. Around midnight, the door opened and let in about fifteen males she'd never seen before. They didn't seem to want any trouble, just a drink and a minute or two of her time. By closing, she realized this was the fullest the Wolves Den had been since she started. Her feet hurt from taking drinks to customers as well as trying to cover the bar. They needed a waitress soon.

The males were still hovering around at closing time. With a shake of her head, she disappeared in the back to get her purse. She was wearing low-heeled sandals today, so there was no need to change her shoes. If she were going to be running around every night, then she'd always be in something low-heeled.

She walked out to find the club empty except for Cole.

"They're waiting outside for you," he said, giving her a smile.

"Thanks," she threw him a smile and a wave.

"Deja."

She turned around to look at him.

"Do you like working here?"

She had a feeling he wanted to ask her a different question, but she would wait until he was ready to ask.

"I do. I'm surprised just how much I like it, considering what I did before."

"Good to know. You have a nice night."

She walked out to find Enzo and Ven sitting on the top step waiting for her.

"How was your day?" Ven asked as he stood.

"It was good. Did either of you happen to notice there were more males in there tonight?"

"I noticed," Enzo said, taking her hand as they walked down the stairs.

"That's good, right?"

"It could go either way; we have to wait and see."

She nodded, looking up at the stars. "How come the sky is so clear here?"

"We keep the lights at a minimum. It allows us to see what's happening up there."

"Do you stargaze hoping to see a ship coming for you?" What would it be like to look up in the sky and see a huge spaceship come to rescue them?

"No," Ven said. "We stargaze hoping the sky will always be clear and bright."

They walked back to the apartment in silence. Enzo walked them up the stairs and watched as she opened the door.

"I'll see you in the morning." His lips smiled as he turned around.

"Enzo," her soft voice reached out to caress his ears.

He looked back to see her outstretched hand.

"Spend the night."

"I claim the bathroom first." Ven's voice startled them both before he disappeared into the apartment.

Enzo reached out and took her hand once again, feeling amazed that she could be this soft.

"I want you, Deja." She should know that he wanted her even more than earlier.

"Come take me." He followed her through the doorway and into her room.

He looked around the room. This is where he wanted to be, with Deja.

"Would you take your clothes off?" She didn't get a chance to see him earlier, and now she wanted to see all of him.

He was wearing a white button-down shirt. Taking his time, he undid each button before dropping the shirt on the floor. His body was muscled with a slightly gray cast to it. He didn't have a brown or golden look to him. He was slightly gray through the torso but not enough to turn her off. She wanted to touch him to see how his skin felt under her hands and to get closer to him. He was covered in a pattern that had to be alien; it spread over him, enticing her even more.

She licked her lips as she looked at the muscles in his arms and chest. Her eyes lowered to his belly, and she moaned. His body was thick with muscles, and she wanted to touch.

He toed off his shoes before his hand went to the button on his jeans. He flicked it open and pulled down his zipper. Was he trying to kill her with his slow movements?

I need to see him now!

Sh, we'll see him soon enough.

I know he's huge, so just watch the reveal.

Her libido was already sending her dirty pictures of how long and thick his dick was.

He placed his hands on the waistband of his jeans and pushed them down. He was wearing boxers; she'd never felt more disappointed before.

A sexy smile stretched across his lips as he watched her. He took the pants off and placed them with the shirt. His hands went to the boxers, and she licked her lips. Maybe she looked greedy, but she'd been waiting a lifetime for a moment like this.

He took his boxers off, letting them fall around his legs. He was beautiful and hung. Deja loved the flow of his body down his flat belly to his trim waist and beautiful ass. She could bite it for days. The muscles in his legs were calling for her to touch, and his dick was a work of art. She could write sonnets about it, but she'd rather caress his dick. He was long and thick and standing up to greet her. The head of his dick was a little bigger than normal, and he was veined in a more circular pattern.

"You're so handsome."

"Thank you, camire. I'm glad that you like what you see."

He walked over to her, drawing her into his arms.

"I want to be inside of you, but I'm still afraid I may hurt you."

"We don't have to do everything at once." She laid her head on his chest and rocked with him. Her hands slowly traced the pattern on his arms.

"Can I dance for you?"

"Dance?"

She led him to the bed so he could sit. She dug her phone out of her purse, noting that there were at least five missed calls from Fire. Darn, her phone was on vibrate; that wasn't going to be an easy conversation tomorrow. She searched her music until she found the song she wanted.

When the first beats of the music started playing, her body moved with it. Slowly she bumped and grind until she managed to pull her shirt over her head. His eyes got bright as she worked on her skirt. Now she was wearing her matching thong and bra and her sandals.

His hand went down and grabbed his dick, pulling on it.

Silly man, doesn't he know that's for us?

Come on, Deja, we want to taste.

She walked over to him, positioning her breasts so the nipples just peeked over the edge of the bra before she sank to her knees in front of him and replaced his hand with hers.

"All mine," her voice was raspy with desire.

She ran her hand up his thick dick, feeling the difference of him. The circular veins gave extra sensations to her hands as she tugged up on him. He groaned, opening his legs further. She bent over and took his dick into her mouth. He was too big for her to take all of him, but that didn't stop her from trying.

Her mouth swallowed him, taking as much as she could as she sucked on him, getting his taste deep inside. His hips swung up just a little as if he couldn't help himself as his fingers shook in her hair.

"Deja." His voice had her trembling, legs shaking as heat snaked through her. The desire to touch him was overwhelming.

Her hand worked his shaft as she sucked on his head. He tasted good. There was a slight tart taste combined with a sweetness she'd never tasted before. It was exotic, and the more she tasted, the more she wanted. Her hand slid down to cup and play with his balls. She loved the way they moved as she caressed them, squeezed them.

Her hand slid down to her throbbing clit, working it even as she worked his big dick.

His hips swung a little harder, but she could take him even as she felt his shaft growing a little bigger. She sucked harder, wanting all of him in her mouth. She wanted to taste him. He pulled out even as his head grew.

"Too big for your mouth," was all he could manage to say while she was still pumping his shaft, stroking it.

A deep sound of pleasure escaped him as he came over her chest, painting her skin with a slightly metallic hue. She moved her head, opening her mouth to catch some of him.

Umm, he tasted so good, sweet like he was her personal treat.

She pinched her clit, coming when he did with a high-pitched sound. When she looked up, it was to see his eyes flaming and his body shaking. Her big warrior. She was willing to bet no one had ever done this to him. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. He left the room and came back with a warm rag to clean her body. Then he pulled her into his arms and cuddled her.

One step at a time, my alien warrior, she thought before closing her eyes and falling asleep.