Prologue

RILEY

I 'd learned a lot over the past few hours. Here I was, expecting to let loose at my best friend Matty's surprise birthday party. Hopefully hook up with the sexy pan firefighter I'd heard so much about but never actually met. Maybe have a few too many drinks but leave the party smiling.

Instead I'd been hit with several truth bombs.

And when I say bombs, I mean nukes. The big fuckers you never see coming. The ones that erase everything you knew, leaving chaos in their wake.

Okay, so maybe I was exaggerating a little. But seriously, what did you expect me to do upon learning that several kinds of supernatural beings actually fucking exist? And even more, that most of the people at the party weren't even human ? No, apparently we had a cheerful mix of vampires, demons, mages, and even a werewolf.

No, not a werewolf. A wolf shifter . Danny had been very firm about that.

Danny was the aforementioned pan firefighter, and Matty hadn't oversold him. The guy was ripped, easily a few inches taller than my own six feet. His thick hair was a deep brown, highlighted with red in a way that seemed natural. Even better, it had a wave that my fingers were just itching to explore. His light blue eyes suggested an innocence that I doubted he had—not if any of the stories I'd heard from Matty or his brother, Leo, were to be believed.

None of that made him the best-looking man I'd ever seen. No, he earned that title when he gave a wide grin, dimples appearing on not one, but both cheeks.

Dimples. Honestly. It should have been illegal for a man to look like sin incarnate only to then flash the big baby blues and fucking dimples.

And the worst part? Apparently the knowledge that he transformed into a massive fucking wolf wasn't a turn-off. Sure, I might've fainted when he first shifted, but that was a natural reaction to learning humans definitely weren't the most dangerous race.

I had no idea which of these supernaturals—or supes, as Matty called them—were the most dangerous. It was the kind of question you shouldn't ask, just in case it got you in trouble.

I'd never been good at doing the things I was supposed to do.

"So, which of you is the most dangerous?"

Danny snorted into his beer. We were hiding in one of Matty's guest bedrooms, our backs against the headboard and legs brushing. Once it became clear that I wasn't terrified by his furry secret, Danny had wasted no time in persuading me to go somewhere quieter, which we both knew was code for somewhere to fuck. Unfortunately for both of us, I had this horrible problem.

I just didn't know when to stop talking.

Trust me, it bothered me as much as it was probably bothering Danny. I could have been bouncing on his cock right then, showing him just how impressive my core muscles were, but instead I was subjecting him to the Spanish Inquisition.

Mum always said my mouth would get me into trouble one day. She was rarely wrong. Well, she'd been very wrong in choosing to marry my sperm donor, but seeing as she'd also got me out of it, I couldn't hold it against her.

Danny seemed cool though. Nothing about him screamed danger or impatience. If anything, my incessant questions seemed to amuse him. Plus, he knew Matty would be upset if he murdered me, so I had that going in my favour.

"That's a tricky question," Danny mused, his leg pressed up against mine. "Different supes have different powers. Demons, for example, can summon the fires of Hell. Angels can do a lot of wacky shit, including using the light of Heaven to travel and fight. All of us can do the basic stuff though—heal rapidly, super strength, heightened senses, cast compulsion nets, et cetera."

"What's a compulsion net?"

"It stops humans paying attention to things they shouldn't notice."

My eyes narrowed. "Wait, have they all been using those around me?"

"Oh, for sure." Danny grinned. "But don't worry. The fact that they've brought you into their circle means they trust you not to go running your mouth."

"I would never betray Matty like that." I sniffed, frowning at a mark on my shorts. I'd saved up for a month to get these and now they had a sodding stain on them. "Even if I did, who'd believe me?"

"Exactly." Danny drained the remainder of his beer and put the bottle on the nightstand. Rolling onto his side, he stretched his long body out on the bed. I had to bite back a whimper at the way his muscles flexed.

Do not fuck this up before you've ridden this magnificent beast, I told myself sternly.

I'd been waiting for what felt like years for this moment with Danny, and that was before I knew what he looked like.

It was also before I knew he wasn't human, but, as established, that wasn't a turn-off. I'd even been disappointed when he'd confirmed he didn't have a monster peen.

"It's hard to judge which of us is more dangerous." Danny trailed a finger down my bare arm. Shit, I'd forgotten I'd even asked him a question. "We're each deadly in our own ways."

I shivered, and Danny gave me a feral grin in response. "Holy shit. Does that turn you on?"

"It does." I sighed dramatically, wiggling down so I was lying opposite him. "What can I say? I like my sex with a side of danger."

"Perfect," Danny drawled. His hand paused its journey back up my arm. "Before we do this, you should know this is the only time we can hook up. I don't do repeats and I'm absolutely not in the market for a relationship."

I swear, I turned into a puddle of fucking goo. "Stop, you're making it better."

"You sure? Because if you're heartbroken and moping over me in a couple of weeks, Leo will definitely kick my ass. I mean, he might need Ferry's help, but I'll end up with several broken bones."

Swinging my leg over him, I shoved him onto his back and straddled him. Stripping off my shirt, I tossed it to the floor. "Believe me, if anyone is going to end up heartbroken and pining, it'll be you. I'm a fucking delight and a dream in bed."

"I bet you are." Danny's massive hands wrapped around my hips, grinding me down against his erection. I whimpered at the size of it. I'd been impressed when I'd glimpsed it earlier, but now fully erect, it was a marvel. God, he was going to break me in the best possible way. "How about we get naked and you give me a look at your special skills? After all, you've already seen my party trick."

His party trick being that he could shift into a giant wolf. My skills might not have been that impressive, but I never turned down a challenge.

"Seems fair," I said flirtily.

The next few moments passed in a blur of movement as we both tugged and kicked our way out of our clothing.

"That's better," Danny growled as my naked arse brushed against his cock. "Fuck, princess. It should be illegal for a guy to be this pretty."

I paused. "Why ‘princess?'"

"Because you look like fucking royalty." He licked up my neck and I shivered. "But you're no prince. They're full of arrogance, looking down their noses at everyone else. No, you're a princess. Someone who should be spoiled and worshipped."

If that was his assessment then I wasn't going to argue.

"You're such a charmer." I hovered above his lips. "Why don't you show me what else this mouth is good for?"

Just like I'd hoped, Danny surged upwards. His lips met mine at the same time he grabbed the back of my neck, holding me in place. I might've been on top of him, but there was no question about who was in charge.

If Danny was trying to erase the memory of any man who'd come before him, he was certainly succeeding. His tongue sought out the taste of me in dominating strokes, his mouth moving with practised efficiency. He even got his teeth in on the action, nipping at my tender lips until I was whimpering.

At some point my hips had started grinding forwards, my cock leaving a trail of sticky precum across Danny's many abs. Honestly, if I hadn't appreciated the aesthetic, the muscles he was packing might have made me feel insecure.

I'd never seen the inside of a gym and my body reflected that. I was big in places where I was supposed to be thinner, and skinny in others where I should have had more muscles.

But who decided that in the first place? Fucking society. And as far as I was concerned, society could go fuck itself. It hadn't given a shit about me when I was riding the poverty line alongside my single mother, so I didn't give a shit about it now.

Besides, I was fucking fabulous exactly as I was. I didn't need a man to tell me that. My body was mine , and I was damn fucking proud of it.

Danny rolled us until I was on my back, his weight crushing me in the most delicious way. "Fuck, I could get addicted to kissing you."

Alarm pinged. "Well don't. One night only, remember?"

He chuckled deeply. "Don't worry, princess. You don't have to stress about that with me. We're going to have fun tonight, then we'll both go our separate ways with no hard feelings."

"There might be some hard feelings," I said pointedly, pushing down on his glutes until his cock met mine. "But I'll control myself around you if you do the same."

"Deal. Now let me show you what else my mouth is good for."

He pressed filthy kisses down my neck and chest, pausing to suck on each nipple until I was speaking in tongues. He didn't stop there though, working his way down my torso. He dipped his tongue into my belly button, his thumbs tracing the faint V. And when I say faint, I mean faint. Like, you had to squint to see it, but it was definitely there.

Somewhere.

Danny didn't seem to mind how faint it was, his fingers exploring every inch of me. One of his hands wrapped around my cock, easing the foreskin back, his tongue darting out to catch a drop of precum.

I was holding it together. I was.

But then he looked up at me from between my thighs, his blue eyes like dark pools, his pupils larger than seemed possible. His dark hair was falling across his forehead, and there was only one way to describe what he looked like.

Predator.

My cock twitched, more precum appearing. Danny took that as his cue, sucking me deep into his mouth.

"Fuckity fuck, " I barked, my hands going to the back of his head. "Fuck a fucking duck. "

Danny made a funny noise before pulling off. It took me a second to realise the twat was laughing.

Pushing up onto my elbows, I glowered down at him. "Sorry, is there something funny about my dick?"

"No," he choked out. Might've been more believable if he hadn't been wiping tears away from his eyes. "It's just, all this time I've been thinking how different you are to Matty. Then you go and say that shit, and suddenly I can see why you're friends."

"Matty would never curse."

"No," Danny said fondly, stroking my now softening cock. "But if he did, he would do it in an inventive way like you."

"Stop talking about my friend while you're touching me like that," I groused, batting his hand away. "It's not my fault you're so good at it."

"It's not," he said with mock solemnity. Leaning down, he dropped teasing kisses over my groin. "How about we try it again and I promise not to laugh this time?"

I sniffed, fighting to hide my smirk. "I don't know if you deserve my cock. I don't just give it out to anyone, you know."

Danny tried not to laugh. He really did. But you know how the more you try not to laugh, the harder it becomes?

That's what was happening to Danny.

His whole face was red, his lips pushed together as he struggled to hold back the noise, chest heaving. There were even sodding tears lining his eyes.

I couldn't help it. It was too much.

My laughter filled the air, Danny's bursting out after a few seconds. We laughed until we were doubled over on the bed, tears streaming down our faces.

A knock sounded on the door before River's teasing voice rang out. "Dude, I think you're doing it wrong."

That just made us laugh harder, the bed shaking with the force of it. By the time it trailed off, all the muscles in my stomach were aching.

"Oh my god," I wheezed, clutching my tummy. "It hurts. It actually hurts."

Meanwhile, Danny was wiping tears from his face. "Literally can't remember the last time I laughed like that."

"Me either."

We shared a secret smile and I nudged him in the side. "Hey, I know we won't be doing this again, but how do you feel about another friend?"

Danny's face softened. "I think I feel pretty damned good about it."

"Good." I straddled his chest. "But we're still going to have sex first, right?"

"Of course." He palmed my cheeks, pushing me forward until the head of my cock was brushing his lips. "I do believe I was doing something before we got distracted."

My hands flew up to the headboard as he took my cock deep once more. "Oh fuck. Yes. More."

This time, there was no laughter. With the flick of a switch, the atmosphere had changed from humorous to electric.

Danny didn't take his eyes off me as he demonstrated that his mouth was talented at more than snark and kissing. He watched me closely as he ran his tongue under my foreskin before hollowing his cheeks and taking me deep. His hands got in on the action too, encouraging my hips forward until I was thrusting into his throat.

"Ohmygod," I babbled, my eyes rolling back in my head as the heat of his mouth threatened to undo me. "I'm so close. Yes, please. More. Just a little more. "

Danny did the opposite of giving me more. He pulled off and delivered a final light kiss to the head of my cock. "On your knees, princess."

All my complaints vanished into thin air as I scrambled to do as he asked. This was my favourite way to be taken. I wanted to have my face buried in the sheets, thinking nothing about the man fucking me and focusing only on the cock satisfying me.

Probably wasn't the healthiest way to approach sex, but seeing as I was strictly a one and done man, I didn't see an issue with it.

Danny's fingers were slick when they swept down my crack. Where he'd found lube, I didn't know. He probably had a few packets stashed in his jeans or wallet.

I might have judged him for it if I hadn't had several stashed myself.

"Such a pretty hole," he praised me, circling the puckered skin before pushing his finger inside.

I smirked over my shoulder. "Were you expecting anything else?"

He gave a bark of laughter before slapping my cheek with his other hand. "I'm guessing I should just assume everything about you is perfect?"

"Exactly. My commitment issues are my only flaw."

"Princess, that ain't no flaw."

"Preach." The word stretched into a moan as Danny added another finger. "Fuck, you're good at that."

"Literally centuries of practice," he quipped before pausing. "Is that weird for you?"

"What, knowing I'm about to be fucked by someone who was born around the same time as my great-great-grandfather?"

He snickered as he added a third finger. They were moving in and out of me in a deliciously slow manner, but I loved it. This was our one night together, and I didn't want to rush any part of it.

"Might want to add a few more greats in there. Seriously though, are you okay with it?"

I shot him a bemused look over my shoulder. "Have you looked in a mirror recently? The age difference means nothing when you look like that."

"Not sure a therapist would approve of that answer."

"That's why I'm in bed with you and not a therapist." I thrust back impatiently, impaling myself on his fingers. "Listen, we can talk to our hearts' content when we get to the friendship part of this. Right now, how about you stop talking and start fucking?"

I'd barely finished the final syllable before Danny was replacing his fingers with his cock. He didn't go slow, thrusting deep until he was fully seated. "Ask and you shall receive."

"Holy fuck, " I wheezed, my hands scrabbling at the duvet. "Suddenly grateful you did prep me so much."

He pulled out until just the head of his cock sat at my rim. The emptiness he left behind had me feeling bereft. "How much can you take, princess?"

"All of it," I panted, wriggling my hips in an attempt to get him back where I needed him. "Give me all you've got. Hard. Don't hold back."

His hands smoothed up my back before coming to rest on my shoulders. "You asked for it."

My witty comeback died on my lips as Danny slammed home. I barely caught my breath before he was rutting into me like, like…

Well, like a wild animal.

All I could do was hold on for the ride.

"Fuck, princess," he growled, his fingers moving to my hips and digging in. I'd probably have bruises tomorrow, but honestly, that just turned me on more. He was taking me exactly as I'd asked, and I fucking loved it. "You feel so good around me. So hot. Tight."

My hand was flying over my cock, my face buried in the sheets as I cried out. Fuck, I hoped the others couldn't hear me.

Then Danny shifted the angle slightly, and suddenly I didn't give a fuck if they could hear me.

"Yes, yes, yes, " I chanted as my orgasm ripped through me. "Danny. Danny. "

"That's it, princess, say my name." Danny came with a curse as I did exactly as he asked.

For a long moment, there was no sound in the room except our ragged breaths.

Looking back at him, I smirked. "Seven hours until sunrise and our carriage turns back into a pumpkin. How long until you can go again?"