Wolf's Obsession (bbw, werewolf alpha)

by Carrie Kelly

  Wolf’s Obsession

  Copyright 2013 by Carrie Kelly

  Published by Carrie Kelly

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  All characters in this story are made up by the author. They aren’t based on any real people.

  This is not how I pictured my first time.

  Randy pressed his weight on me uncomfortably, blood rushed to my face, making it feel as if my head was going to explode.

  I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and tried to shift to a different position, but that only got his belt buckle jammed into my hip.

  “Ouch!” I said and gritted my teeth.

  “What is it baby?” he asked and looked at me. “Your face is dark red.”

  I rolled my eyes. “You really wonder why?” I asked with venom.

  “We just started what am I doing wrong?”

  I pushed him off and sat up. “Everything!”

  He huffed and laid on his back. “Really? I’m doing it wrong or are you just making excuses again?”

  A dull ache formed in the pit of my stomach. I balled my fists. “I’m not making excuses. I don’t want my first time to be laying there while you sweat and pound on me for four minutes.”

  His dark brows knitted together and he curled his lips into a frown. “Okay, remember that I’m the one that’s actually had experience? I know what I’m doing and I can last more than four fucking minutes,” he said and pushed me back down.

  His lips brushed my neck and I sighed.

  Fine. Maybe it’s better to get it over with quickly. No one ever claimed the first time was a magical moment. Though, I wish it could be.

  I turned my face and flinched as he nipped at my stomach. His teeth more annoying than anything.

  He kissed my inner thigh and I raised an eyebrow. Heat flooded my cheeks. He didn’t seem that interested in oral play. Well, not when it came to me. Is he really going to…?

  He sat up and smirked.

  Nope.

  I watched him pump his cock a few times before pressing the tip against my pussy. Figures. Why was I going out with him again? Right. Desperation. Although, I don’t have anything to talk about. I’ve always been on the chubby side earning the nickname flabby Abby in elementary school.

  When my teenage years hit, I tried hard to blend in with the typical standards of beauty. Lots of make-up and tan sprays. That was the thing. Petite, tan, blonde and easy. Okay, so that was my bias, but it’s what all the popular girls seemed like at the time. And how the fuck did they keep their hair up in perfect little pony tails? Not one strand would come out of place even on a windy day.

  I focused on the poster of a naked chick on the wall and frowned. Then I looked back at Randy. Still hasn’t put it in yet?

  “Having a problem?” I asked.

  Randy shook his head. “No, just waiting for you to snap out of it. Lost in your little day dreams again?”

  I pouted and squinted my eyes. “Fuck me already!” I said.

  “Shh!” Randy glared daggers. “We’re not the only ones in this house,” he spat.

  I rolled my eyes. “Oh yes what would happened if mommy and daddy heard their twenty-two year old son having sex with his girlfriend?”

  Seriously?

  Randy grabbed my chin and gritted his teeth. “You’re going to pay for that.”

  Something inside tickled my stomach for a brief moment and I stared. “You going to punish me?” I asked.

  “Maybe,” he said.

  “Do it. Fuck me hard. Be as rough as you want,” I said.

  He pursed his lips and lines crinkled his forehead. “It’s your first time.”

  “I don’t care,” I said and gripped his shoulders.

  Randy leaned down but before he could kiss me the window suddenly shattered, spraying us with glass.

  “What the fuck!” he spat as he rolled off of the bed.

  I leaned to the side and flinched as a small shard of glass embedded itself into my hip. Frowning, I pulled the piece out and threw it to the floor. “What the hell was that?” I asked.

  Randy glanced around.

  It was hard to find what broke the window with all of his dirty clothes spread across the room. Then I saw the edge of a rock, peeking out from a tee-shirt. I picked it up and raised an eyebrow at the small piece of paper, held firmly by a rubber band.

  I tore it away and glanced at Randy’s back. “Found it,” I said and held up the rock. I hid the paper under my thigh. Had no idea why I was hiding it. I just did.

  Randy inspected it and grumbled. Then he looked out of the window. His head darting from side to side. “Don’t see anyone out there,” he said and leaned against the wall.

  I shook my head and put my underwear on.

  “You’re just going to leave?” he asked and grabbed my wrist.

  “Yes, think I’ve had enough fun for one night. I’m going back to the dorm,” I said and pulled my arm away.

  “You’re not even wondering who the fuck broke my window?”

  I shrugged. “Probably one of your friends messing around with you.” I finished dressing and grabbed my purse, still squeezing the piece of paper in my hand.

  “None of my friends would do this. Fine, go ahead,” he said and held his hand out to the door.

  Hurrying downstairs, I avoided his parents and walked out to my car.

  Rain drops started to splash the windshield when I reached the university. I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes for a brief moment.

  Randy was going to be pissed. Probably blame me for making another excuse to get out of sex. I balled my fists. Well, he could get over it. Maybe everyone got it wrong. Maybe it was better to be alone.

  Remembering the piece of paper, I opened it. Then I knitted my brows together.

  ‘Stay away from her!’

  The words ran over in my head. Okay, maybe it wasn’t one of Randy’s friends. I don’t have many, so who the hell wrote this?

  Possible the messenger got the wrong house. That had to be it. No one would be jealous of Randy for going out with me. Right?

  I shrugged it off and walked towards the dorms.

  As I pulled my keys out I noticed Danny sitting on a bench with his gray hoodie pulled over his head.

  The moment he looked up, I froze. Those light blue eyes always seemed to catch me unaware.

  I blushed and nodded. “Hi,” I stammered.

  He licked the corner of his lip and nodded back. Probably surprised I said anything. “Hi,” he said back. Calm and composed as usual.

  I’ve known Danny since we were kids. We used to be close, but that all changed when we hit high school. It was all my fault to. I tried to fit in with the rest of our peers and in the process pushed him away. He’d never know how much I missed him.

  I shook past memories away and looked down. Then I walked away quickly before I made an even bigger ass of myself. I don’t know what possessed me to talk now all of a sudden.

  Not like we could start over. There was also the fact that Danny was gorgeous. No longer the small nerdy boy I grew up with.

  He was a good six three. His face filled out nicely with a strong jaw and perfect nose. Not to mention those kissable lips. He was flawless and I w
as nothing but flawed. Everyone would see us and wonder why the hell a hot guy like him would choose a plain and overweight girl like me.

  I walked to my dorm, showered and slumped in the bed. Luckily my roommate was out, so I’d be guaranteed a good night of sleep. I washed, got into bed and closed my eyes.

  ***

  The next night in English I sat down in my usual seat and raised an eyebrow when Danny took the one next to me. Odd, he usually sat in the back.

  As his eyes traveled over me he flushed.

  What’s that about? I opened my mouth to speak but shut-up when the professor started to lecture.

  Drumming my fingers on the desk, I glanced at the clock. Time seemed to move like molasses. It was always like with late classes.

  Danny took notes and refrained from looking at me again.

  Tick.

  Tock.

  Finally, the professor stopped and ended class five minutes early.

  I hurried and packed my things and left the classroom. That’s great. Running away again. Something I was good at. Why was it so damn hard to face him?

  As I walked down the hall towards the science building a hand gripped my arm and tugged me backwards.

  My eyes widened as I turned to face the culprit. “Danny?” I asked and took a deep breath. What the hell was he thinking? His papers and notebooks, snug against his side, fell to the ground. He didn’t seem to care.

  Brows knit together, he shoved me against the wall.

  I squeaked and opened my mouth, but I couldn’t even string two words together. Somehow the force of being shoved and his strong grip sent exciting sensations throughout my body.

  He took a shaky breath. “Why did you talk to me then walk away?” he asked.

  My heart beat out of my chest and I licked my lips. “I…sorry,” was all I could manage.

  His breath spread warmth across my neck as he leaned closer. “Your heart’s beating fast. Are you afraid of me or do you actually like it when I’m close to you?”

  I gasped as he pressed his body against me. His solid chest, squishing my breast back. My nipples hardened from the slightest brush. Was this really happening? “Why are you doing this?” I whispered.

  He gritted his teeth and stared. Sharp fangs peeked out from his upper lip.

  Was I seeing things? Reaching up, I attempted to feel them, but he turned his head away. A group of students passed with curious looks on their faces. The guy in the group stepped up. His blond hair, slick against his head.

  “Everything okay here?” he asked with a sharp tone.

  Danny’s body shook and let me go. Then he reared on the stranger. “It’s none of your damn business!” he growled.

  Blondie ignored him and looked at me. “You okay? Is this guy bothering you?” he asked.

  The girls behind him smiled slightly and I rolled my eyes. I could tell this guy was only out to impress the ladies.

  “She’s fine!” Danny said and balled his fists.

  Quickly, I grabbed his hands. “We’re good. He’s not bothering me,” I said and rubbed his hands.

  Danny’s eyes widened and he pushed me away. A frown curled onto his lips.

  Blondie nodded slowly. “Okay,” he said and motioned for the girls to follow him.

  I leaned down and picked up Danny’s notebooks. Then I shoved them in his bag. “Didn’t know you still had the temper tantrums,” I said and paused. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at the writing. The S’s curved weakly making them look like a random scraggly line. The same as the threating letter Randy got the other day.

  ‘Stay away from her!’

  Shit! Danny’s the one who broke the window, but why?

  “They’re not temper tantrums,” he snipped as he grabbed his backpack away and shoved the rest of the papers inside. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

  I shrugged and wiped my sweaty palms over my thighs. Then I stood up. The noise in the hall died down and all I could hear was the beating of my heart. So many questions popped in my mind.

  “What the hell was that note about?” I asked.

  Danny paused. He looked up at me. His crystal blue eyes serious and desperate. “How’d you know it was me?”

  My eyes widened as I took a step back. “Same writing, so why do you want Randy to stay away from me?”

  He stood up and grabbed my wrist. “Because you should be mine,” he said. A low growl escaped his throat.

  Nothing in the world would’ve prepared me for that. I should be his? Flawed as I am? He leaned in and kissed my cheek gently. Then he grabbed my leg and held it up as he pressed his bulge against my cunt.

  I gasped and wrapped my arms around his neck.

  Leaning in, our mouths connected. His lips, soft and warm. All past regrets faded into nothing. Our tongues danced as he groped my ass. My body ignited with desire and I could feel the juices flow deep inside me.

  I craved him.

  Needed him.

  Running his hand through my hair, he grabbed a fist full and pulled.

  “Ah!” I moaned as he showered my neck with hungry kisses. His teeth sank into my flesh just enough to bruise. My body screamed in delight.

  Randy could never make me feel like this. How was Danny able to elicit deep feelings with just one touch? One kiss?

  My eyes widened as he tugged at my shirt. His hands parted my legs. What happened when he felt something he didn’t like? Cellulite? Extra skin? When he realized how hideous I was under the material the magic would die, and I couldn’t handle that rejection. Not from him. It was the whole damn reason why I stayed away from him in the first place.

  Undressing in front of Randy was easy. He was just as big as I was. If he judged me he wouldn’t have anything to talk about, but with Danny it was different. He’s perfect.

  I shoved him away.

  For a brief moment his eyes, like the blue center of a flame, blazed with hunger. Then they faded. The hurt and desperation clouded them once again.

  He licked his lips and nodded. “Sorry, I know we shouldn’t be doing this here,” he said and ran his fingers through his light brown hair. His chest heaved as he breathed.

  I shook my head. Tears welled into my eyes. “Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this at all,” I said. Even though, it stung like a bitch.

  Balling his fists, Danny tightened his jaw. “What?” he asked through gritted teeth.

  “I said we shouldn’t do this. I have a boyfriend and we haven’t even talked to each other in a long time,” I said and scooped my bag up.

  The florescent lights shone bright giving Danny’s eyes a strange glow.

  I walked away to the door and opened it. The street lamps hummed to life as I took a deep breath of fresh air.

  “No,” he said behind me.

  I turned and raised an eyebrow. “You can’t force me to say yes,” I said and pushed a strand of hair out of my face.

  A sickening crack echoed through the hall and I flinched. “What the hell was that?” I asked. The lights flickered as a low rumble of thunder hit the sky.

  Danny smirked. “You don’t think I’ll convince you?”

  Shaking my head I took a deep breath. “What for? Dammit, Danny go find someone else. You could probably get any girl on the campus, so go chase them.”

  “I don’t want them,” he said and let his bag drop to the floor. “I only want you. It’s always been you, Abby.”

  Hearing him say my name made my heart flutter. Really? All this time he wanted me?

  “Come here,” he demanded and held his hand out for me.

  Licking my lips, I shook my head. “Sorry, but no.” Dammit! Why was I being so stubborn?

  He gritted his teeth, but planted a smirk onto his face instead of his usual frown. “I’ll make you,” he said. Light danced in his eyes as he took a few steps closer.

  Heat rose between my legs and my body shivered. “What are you going to do? Throw another temper tantrum?” I taunted. Wait. Why am I egging him on? It wa
s like with Randy. There was something else I craved. I wanted him to hurt me.

  I crossed my arms over my chest. Why do I have to be so fucked up?

  “You’ve always called them temper tantrums, but there’s a lot more to it. Something that you’ve never known about me,” he said. Another crack echoed through the hall, and this time I saw exactly where the sound came from. Danny’s shoulder was pulled out of place. His ears extended to sharp points and he hunched his body. “Do you want to see, Abby?”

  My eyes widened. “What the hell?” This couldn’t be real! I had to be hallucinating.

  His knees bent as hair showered his body. Sharp teeth snapped and he raised his head and howled.

  I put my hands over my ears, trying to drown out the sound of every snap, look away from how his body twisted and changed. Soon a large creature towered above me. What the hell is this? Wolf man movies? The shredded clothes slid off his enormous frame. Nothing familiar remained of Danny except those blazing eyes.

  I swallowed the lump in my throat and stepped back. The wind caught the door and it slammed shut.

  Through the glass, Danny hunched to all fours and darted after me.

  Without another thought, I ran through the grass field that separated me from the parking lot.

  The crash of glass filled the air and I looked behind me. The wolf stood and stared. Expression focused and determined.

  What the hell would he do to me if he caught me? I dropped my backpack and hauled ass. Willing my legs to move faster. Every now and then I’d glance behind me. The wolf blended into the night, making it hard to determine how close he was. Then a flash of lightning lit the sky and I saw him.

  Way to close! Shit! How am I supposed to outrun something like that? I know the campus is pretty dead at night, but this was ridiculous. There had to be someone around. My legs burned and I opened my mouth to scream, but I couldn’t. I needed every ounce of energy to run.

  The lights of the computer building blared. Closer. Almost there. I can make it. Before I reached the door, Danny collided with me. I rolled in the grass along with the wolf. Tumbling for what seemed minutes. Sharp pain ebbed inside my head as I hit something.

  The creature straddled me. Growling and snapping in my face.