She looked up at him, “Oh Cage. That is so sweet I cannot even. She can talk to me whenever she wants. I have always wanted to talk to them too. But I wasn’t sure.”
He nudged her hair, *I like that. Alright babe. Moment of truth. We are almost back to my cabin. I am going to give you two choices. One, you can run to my cabin and if I catch you, you are mine forever. No going back. No secrets. No fear. If you run for my truck, I will take you home. And I will never bother you again. I am leaving it in your hands. I want you to be the one to choose. Because I fuck it up if it’s my choice. So you have all the power here.*
He put her down and she turned to him, “Where am I running?”
He felt his heart drop to his toes, *That way is my cabin with my truck in front.*
She nodded, “How long of a head start do I get?”
He swallowed, *Ten seconds.*
She nodded again, and then took off running. He counted slowly to ten and took off after her, praying she would choose them.
He knew she had no reason to, but he prayed for it anyway.
And the hunt was on. She was running as fast as she could through the woods.
He could see the fire in the pit through the trees and she ran toward it and he chased after.
If he caught her at his cabin, she was his.
And as he loped after her, she ran straight toward his cabin, never veering toward his truck.
He let out what roar he could with his ruined vocal cords and he could see her shiver.
He poured on the speed and caught her just as she was running up the stairs.
She was laughing, and he could see some of the guys looking over at them, trying to see her.
He sent out, *I caught my mate. She is all mine! Finally. If you don’t want your asses kicked, I would suggest you keep your distance.*
He heard some of his friends chuckle and he slammed the door shut as soon as he had Wren over the threshold.
He shut his eyes and changed back to his human form and shrunk down a bit, and she was panting in his arms.
“That was hot. Like so hot I need a second.”
He grinned, and took a deep breath, *Does that arouse you, my mate?*
She nodded, “So much. Everything about you does though.”
He raised his eyebrows, *It does?*
She smirked at him, “Have you seen you? Your body is so sexy it isn’t funny and I can’t even count how many times I have wanted to touch you, to kiss you. All over. All the freaking time.”
He smiled, *I am the same.*
She looked at him all over and her gaze landed on his hard cock. He stroked it once and her arousal scent hit him harder than a rock and he let out an internal groan.
This girl was going to be the death of him.
She looked him in the eyes and slowly pulled the hoodie she had on off, and let it fall to the floor, and then lifted the shirt that she had on over her head.
She had on a light blue lace bra and he could see the outlines of her nipples in the thin lace.
His cock jerked even harder at that and then she reached behind her and let the bra drop to the floor.
He felt his jaw drop open at the perfect globes as they slightly bounced when she dropped her arms and moaned in his head as her nipples hardened in the cooler air in his cabin.
He could feel the pre-cum sliding down his tip and falling to the floor and his balls were full and tight.
They hurt; and so did his cock. He didn’t think he could get any harder.
But when she unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them off her legs, with her panties and her full arousal scent hit him like a ton of bricks, his cock got even harder.
It was painful and he knew if he touched it again, he would cum all over.
She walked over to him, her body was such perfection it made him ache with the want to touch her and she ran her hands up his chest, making his body break out in goose bumps and he shuddered under her touch.
She kissed his chest, “I have wanted to do this for longer than I can remember.”
He looked down at her, *My scars don’t bother you?*
She shook her head, “They never have. I have always wanted to see them though. And let me tell you, they are sexy. I know you got them in a horrible way, and I hate that, but I think you are hot. Sexy and hot and yum.”
He lifted her into his arms, *You make me feel invincible. I never thought I deserved someone like you. I still don’t.*
She leaned forward and kissed him, “You deserve me Cage. You aren’t a monster. You are my man. The one I have loved from afar for a long, long time. If you weren’t worthy of me or my love, I wouldn’t be here. I would have moved away a long time ago. You have to stop punishing yourself for choices that you didn’t make. For things you couldn’t help. You didn’t ask for this and didn’t know how to cope. I don’t understand what you are going through, but I want to try. And I want you to forgive yourself. To stop feeling like you aren’t enough. You are. You always have been.”
Cage felt his body soften as she leaned her naked body against his. He listened to her words and put his forehead against hers, using his big hands to hold her legs up around his waist.
*How can you forgive me? For waiting all this time?*
“It isn’t easy, but you are meant to be mine. If you love someone, forgive them. Ever did. I know Ryke took a long time and screwed it up, but all you did was keep your distance. You had your reasons and you didn’t know how I felt about you and I didn’t know how you felt about me. But I do know that it would have been worse if you had told me and then left me. That would have hurt me. I was okay to wait. Until you saw me. And here you are. I’m in your arms and about to be in your bed. I am more than happy to let the past be the past and start right now.”
He kissed her, *You are the most perfect girl there ever was. I love you.*
She pulled away from his mouth, “You love me? Really?”
He smiled, and nodded, *Really.*
She kissed him, threading her fingers through his hair, “I love you too.”
He walked them over to his bed and gently put her on it.
He broke the kiss and looked down at her, *Are you ready for me? Do you want this?*
She nodded her head and he climbed between her legs, rubbing his cock along her folds, making her moan.
He kissed his way down her neck, feeling his fangs lengthen in his mouth when he got to the spot where her shoulder and neck met.
He ran the tips of his fangs gently over the spot and watched her shudder.
He nicked the spot lightly and licked the tiny droplet of blood off her neck.
And that was it. She tasted like the sweetest sugar. Like the god’s had handed him ambrosia from above and he growled against her neck, needing to taste more, but wanting to take his time and make her quake under him.
He needed her pleasure and he would get it.
Chapter Twelve
Cage
It took all of his strength to pull away from her neck, but he did, moving down her body to find her nipples hard, little peaks that called for his mouth to lick and suck at them.
He pulled one peak into his mouth and sucked at it, feeling his fangs surrounding it and flicking at it with his tongue.
She arched her back, practically shoving her breast into his mouth more.
He let go of that one with an audible pop and moved to the neglected one, grabbing it in his hand and holding it up to his mouth.
Flicking at the tip with his tongue until she was thrashing on the bed under him, her hands in his hair, and on his shoulder, her legs writhing on the bed.
He finally gave in and sucked the peak into his mouth and lapped at it, loving how it tightened even further.
He could smell her arousal getting stronger and stronger and he licked at her nipple once more before moving down the bed, and kissing her lightly on her stomach and scraping his fangs over the soft skin there.
Goose bumps spread across her skin and she shiv
ered, moaning.
When he shouldered her legs apart, and kept them wide to accommodate his shoulders, he took a deep breath and nuzzled the trimmed curls on her mound.
Covering his face with her rich scent.
Cinnamon, chocolate and hints of vanilla.
Lord, she smelled good. Hot, spicy and delicious.
He gently licked at her folds and she jolted in his arms, as if not expecting it and he looked up at her.
Her head was thrown back and she was clutching at the sheets as if she didn’t know where to hold on.
He licked at her again, and her flavor exploded on his tongue, making him groan, the sound trying to force its way through his ruined vocal cords.
If he thought the small taste of her blood was intoxicating, it had nothing on this.
He stuck his tongue in her core as deep as he could, using his hands to keep her legs open and making incoherent tiny noises as he tasted her pussy.
He dragged his tongue up her folds and ran it around her clit, knowing just how she touched herself and with the tip of his tongue, he circled her clit over and over, making her cry out his name and arch her back, and then falling back to the bed.
He used one finger to slide inside her tight pussy and try to stretch her a little, and as he moved it in and out and sucked at her little clit, she got even more vocal and with a hard suck on her clit, she was coming apart in his arms.
She cried out his name and her pussy clenched on his finger over and over and he surged to his knees, *Are you ready to be mine? My mate? My love?*
She gave a dazed nod and he grabbed his cock and put it at her entrance.
*I don’t want to hurt you.*
“There is no help for it. Just make me yours.”
He leaned down and kissed her, and pushed in, just getting the feel of her wet heat around his cock.
It was pretty much the best feeling in the damn world. He surged inside her, hoping it would be for the best to get it over with and she went stiff under him and he panted, *Are you okay?*
“It’s okay. You are so big.” She moaned, and he wished he could read her thoughts to see if he was hurting her.
“I’m so full. Oh lord you feel good.”
He felt himself twitch with the need to move and she nodded, grabbing at his shoulders, “Move, it's okay now.”
He did as she asked, pulling out of her until just the tip of his cock was inside her and then shoving back in.
She let out a moan and he did it again. Faster. And faster, until he was pounding in and out of her.
She was clawing at his shoulders, writhing under him and when he rubbed his pubic bone against her clit, she cried out his name and it made him do it again, and again.
As she got closer and closer to her orgasm, with her pussy clenching on his cock tighter, her neck seemed to call out to him.
The blood in her veins a siren song he could no longer deny.
He lay down over her, still moving in and out. Over and over. And he reached between the pillow and her neck, lifting her slightly so he could reach her better and then quick as lightning, struck her vein with his fangs.
She let out a moan and came, causing him to let his orgasm also flow out of him, and he kept pumping in and out of her, and her blood filled his mouth and he took deep pulls of it.
Letting out a soundless moan as he did. He felt full, sated, happy.
It had never happened when he took blood from an animal and now? He felt complete.
Like he had waited his entire life for this. And he had. Letting his fangs out of her vein and licking the spot closed that he knew would scar and show the world that she was taken.
He kept pumping in and out of her, even though he was so sensitive it hurt.
And he looked down at her, needing to see if she was alright.
Her eyes were dazed and she was breathing hard, and her pussy kept clenching on him, but it was slowing as his thrusts slowed.
His seed was sliding down her folds and to her ass and he pulled out of her, not wanting to hurt her.
And he watched in fascination as his seed rolled down to the bed.
He gently scooped some back up and pushed it inside her pussy.
Where it belonged. and she looked down at him, and then went stiff.
Her body started to shake, and she let out a pained moan.
This was what he was scared of. That she was going to change and become a monster.
She arched her back, and let out another moan as her body shook and shook.
She cried out as one of her bones broke and Cage gathered her in his arms, wanting to do his best to take the pain from her.
He shouldn’t have bitten her, but he couldn’t have stopped it if he tried and now? Now she was broken, in pain and changing into what he hoped wasn’t a monster.
She was too good for that.
He sat, holding her as her body shook and broke and she cried as it all happened.
And then she shoved away from him, falling off the side of the bed and hitting the floor with a thud.
He stood up, shocked and watched as fur sprouted all over her body.
The same color as her hair.
She looked up at him for half a second and her eyes flashed a brighter shade of her natural eyes and then had a red haze behind them.
He went still when he saw that.
She was going to be a monster like him. Fuck.
*Kol! She is changing! I don’t know what to do!*
Kol’s inner voice sounded shocked that he had reached out, *Do you need me?*
Cage stared down at his girl, *I don’t know what to do.*
Then he watched in fascination as she changed into a perfect wolf.
She was a little bigger than most would be, about as big as Deacon, but she didn’t seem any different.
When she stood on her wobbly legs, and looked up at him, he saw a red haze behind her bright eyes and noticed her fangs were longer than a normal wolf, but she was just a wolf.
Not a monster like he was.
He sank to his knees in front of her, so relieved that she wasn’t cursed like he was, he started to cry.
Huge tears rolled down his face and he looked down at the floor, feeling embarrassed, but yet so relieved.
He felt a nose touch his arm and he looked up at her, and saw concern in her eyes.
Her wolf licked at his face and made him laugh, *I thought you would change into a monster. Like me. I’m just so relieved you aren’t, that there aren’t words.*
She whined at him and licked his cheek again and he wrapped his arms around her, *Do you want to go for a run?*
She chuffed at him and gave a nod and he laughed, and then stood.
*Come on love. Let me show you my world.*
He walked to the back door of his cabin and then opened it to let her out.
He looked up at the sky and thanked the stars there that she came out of this normal.
And unscathed. His body felt better than it ever had and he looked down at himself and watched in awe as the scars on his arm faded right before his eyes.
He looked up at his girl, and she yipped at him, wagging her tail and he knew that this could wait.
He called on his monster, who willingly answered his call and changed in a heartbeat.
His wolf chuffed and she blew out a breath and then turned, looking over her shoulder at him.
Then took off into the woods. She wanted to play. To run and he wouldn’t deny her. Not ever again.
He ran after her, laughing in his head as she danced and trotted around him, yipping in happiness and biting at his ankles.
She was so perfect. So beautiful as a wolf, it hurt to look at her.
He loved her so much and he never believed he could be this happy. That he was cursed and broken and yet, she never thought so. Never believed it and refused to let him feel that way.
He was the luckiest man alive. He would do everything in his power to show her daily how much he loved her.
He would not fail her, not let her down and would give her the world if she would stay at his side.
As they ran through the woods, playing like they were kids, he knew he was free.
That he could be happy and it was the best feeling in the world. All because of a tiny girl that loved him for their entire lives.
Chapter Thirteen
Wren
After they ran back to Cage’s cabin, she changed back into her human form and when he did as well, she walked up to him, unashamed of her nudity.
He looked down at her and then picked her up in his arms, and held her against him as he walked forward and pressed her to the nearest wall.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to get closer to him, and pulled at his hair, tilting his head up to get to his lips.
She kissed him, pressing her lips to his, and feeling his fangs start to descend in his mouth.
She ran her tongue over the tip of one, and when it cut her tongue slightly, he growled and sucked on her tongue, making her moan into his mouth.
She felt her own fangs start to descend and when she pulled back and touched her finger to one, she was shocked.
He tilted his head to the side, in a surprising show of submission and she looked into his brown eyes and he nodded, *Do it. Your wolf needs to claim her mate.*
Wren felt her wolf in her head like he said, urging her on. Telling her to bite his neck so all the females know that he is taken. Off limits.
She leaned forward and kissed him again, and then kissed down his jaw, which he lifted for her and down the side of his neck that was scarred.
She licked her way to the point between his shoulder and neck and saw his vein pulsing there.
She felt hungry. Starving for his blood. Like she had to taste him or something bad would happen.
She ran her fangs over that point and Cage’s huge body shuddered under her, and made her nipples rub against his chest.
It just made this all the hotter and she struck, sinking her fangs deep in his neck and making him let out a groan from deep in his chest.
His blood hit her tongue and she sucked at it, tasting it, reveling in it.
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