by Haley Nix
“I had some things to deal with,” said Caleb, taking another sip of his drink.
“What things?”
“Well, not so much things, but persons, other shifters. I had to avenge myself – to kill the ones who put me in the hospital in the first place,” he said calmly.
“Who were they?” I gulped. “And why did they hurt you?”
“They are wolves I used to consider my closest allies, but they betrayed me. I had no other choice but to end their lives. They turned on me that night, cornered me. It was two versus one, an unfair fight. I fought them off, but sustained heavy wounds. I escaped into the park, but the damage was done. You know the rest. Someone found me lying unconscious, that’s when I was rushed to the hospital.”
“Why did they betray you?”
“They thought I was becoming too powerful, that I was becoming a threat to their livelihood within the pack.”
“Are we in danger right now?”
“No, I was careful to come here undetected.”
“But there are still others after you?”
“Yes,” he said calmly. “Needless to say, there are some shifters who aren’t pleased with my decision to kill those two. I expect someone will come for me sooner or later. But I won’t let that stop me from living my life. I’m alone in this world now. I need someone I can count on.”
There was a note of sadness in his voice. It might sound strange, but I could feel his loneliness, could tell that he needed comfort and tenderness just like anyone else. I reached out to squeeze his hand, a small gesture of intimacy. The feeling I encountered was one of strange intensity and vitality, I felt alive again at the slightest touch of his skin.
He looked over at me next to him on the couch, leaning in towards my neck and inhaling deeply. I felt his breath on my skin and sighed to myself. What the hell was I doing? I thought to myself. Was this all just a big mistake?
I felt him nuzzle my neck and that simple sensation made me notice a certain wetness growing between my legs. He was a complete stranger, a dangerous mystery completely unknown to me, and yet here I was, undeniably attracted to him, unable to avert my desires, to slow the flood of lust that was rolling through my waiting body.
He moved his face up from my neck after a while pulling me in for a kiss, long and sensual. He maneuvered my body on the couch, pressing his muscular body down on top of me so that I could feel his big heart pounding in his chest. Images from the night I’d helped him escape flickered through my head. Somehow, now that it was happening, this outcome seemed inevitable, that first kiss we’d shared hinting at the pleasure to come.
Caleb hard risked a lot to come find me; he was risking a lot by being with me, just as I’d risked a lot on the night when I’d helped him escape, the night he first revealed to me his true identity. Even as we kissed, I knew that the danger was still great. Was he to be trusted? What about those others who were after him, would they come for me too by my mere affiliation with him?
Caleb stopped abruptly and looked into my eyes.
“You’re second-guessing this,” he said. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”
But I didn’t want him to stop. He knew that, otherwise he wouldn’t have even extended that courtesy. I could tell he was ravenous for me, a big pulsing rod growing in the jeans he was wearing. I reached a hand down to caress it.
I shook my head, indicating that I didn’t want him to stop.
“Good. Because I couldn’t stop now if I tried. I’ve wanted you since the moment we first met.”
He kissed me again, more deeply and passionately than before. Heat and wetness flowed between our mouths, between the softness of our lips and the subtle flitting of our tongues. It’d been a long time since I’d kissed anyone, and I forgot what a simple, enthralling pleasure it could be, especially in the arms of someone like this.
Our kiss broke, but I grabbed Caleb’s collar and pulled him immediately back in, never wanting to part from the soft touch of his lips. He moved his big hands over the curves of my body, caressing me with such delicate sensuality, enjoying every inch of me, worshipping my voluptuous body with every nuance of his embrace.
I could feel that bulge in his pants, pressing up against me in all its powerful hardness. I wanted his cock inside me, as crazy as that was. I’d do anything for it at this point.
I inched my hand down across his body to teasingly touch him there, running my hand along the contours of his huge cock, then slowly drawing it up and undoing his jeans so that I could slide my hand inside. Carefully, I unbuttoned each button with deliberate slowness, wanting to draw out every single moment.
Somehow, now that I had him here before me, knowing he wanted me, I wanted to slow things down, to make myself wait for the final moments of ecstasy, knowing that it was the wait that made consummation all the more fulfilling. I was deliberately causing my desire to grow so that the moment of climax would be even more complete and rapturous.
Sliding my hand into his pants, I wrapped my fingers around his fat cock, already really hard with the thought of being inside my pussy. I’d wanted to hold out, to draw out our pleasure, but the mere touch of the skin of his shaft against my hand drove me crazy with lust. Immediately, I felt myself losing control, wanting to do anything I could to please him in that moment. I was his for the taking.
With the intensification of my lust, I found myself getting down on my knees, pulling his thick cock out of his jeans, even more massive than I had imagined. Licking down the shaft, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I gave the shaft a soft kiss, flitting my tongue out for a brief second. I kissed all the way down to the base of his rod.
I gently massaged his balls, then brought my mouth down to suck at them, taking each one into my mouth, one after the other as I jerked him off. Caleb looked down into my eyes and I paused for a second. Our eyes locked and I gave a long, full lick up his shaft. When I reached the fat, pulsing head I paused – then took deep it inside of my mouth, surrounding it with the softness of my lips.
I bobbed up and down, swirling gently, then forcefully with my tongue, applying pressure in a hot, sweet, sucking motions. Moving my tongue slowly around his head, I felt it hit the back of my throat. Hearing his groans of pleasure made me want to suck him off more fervently, and I began to move my tongue more purposefully, concentrating on the slight suck and pull of my technique.
I played with his balls, squeezing them gently in my hand as he pummeled the back of my throat. I gagged slightly, but it was in pure lust. I liked using my mouth to give Caleb the pleasure he wanted, but I also knew what he really craved – my tight, wet pussy. And I couldn’t deny that I wanted to give that to him as well.
Caleb took his cock out of my mouth and leaned me back on the couch. I unbuttoned the jeans I was wearing, making it easier for him to slide them off over my voluptuous hips. He peeled my panties off, leaving my pussy dripping wet before him, anticipating what he was about to do next.
I felt him kiss me softly just above my pussy. My lust was so strong at this point that I could hardly concentrate. I knew what he was going to do, so I closed my eyes and waited for him to touch me there, to spread the soft smooth wetness of his tongue over my sensitive clit.
Intense, explosive pleasure charged through me, erupting throughout my entire body, rendering each and every nerve susceptible to that all-consuming sense of sexual ecstasy. The movements of his tongue made me want him even more, heightening my lust as he lapped at me with the desire of a wolf, hungering for the scent and taste of his mate’s body. I gyrated as I ran my hands through his dark hair, pushing his face into my wet pussy as he drove me toward a seemingly endless bliss.
He lapped at me with desire and fury, an intensity I’d never seen before. He was rough and gentle at the same time, this complicated and intertwined web of different feelings all converging in this isolated moment. Caleb slid his tongue between my swollen, wet lips and I felt as if I would melt with his touch. I felt as if I was about to c
ome, but I wanted his cock inside me, stretching my folds and bringing my body to the edge.
Eventually, I couldn’t wait any longer and I pulled at his hair, trying to get his attention.
“Caleb…” I panted, but I couldn’t even finish my sentence.
I wanted him to fuck me, but I was so overwhelmed by the pleasure of his mouth that I couldn’t even say the words that would bring him to it. I’d have to wait, to channel my thoughts toward him. How could my pleasure be so strong that I was left speechless? Tonight far surpassed every other fling I’d had in my life – honestly, I’d never even imagined sex could be this hot, passionate and enthralling.
I could almost feel Caleb reading my thoughts, and it seemed as if I had some insight into what he was thinking at that moment, too, because before I knew it he was back on top of me. He kissed across my stomach, moving my t-shirt up with his hands. I reached down and took it up and unhooked my bra so he could lap at my breasts, cupping them as he rolled his tongue around my nipples.
He already knew I was soaking wet and ready for his cock as he kissed me once again on the lips. I’d almost forgotten in the past few moments how much I’d enjoyed kissing him, having his mouth pressed to mine, exchanging wetness in such an intimate way as our tongues swirled against each other.
I looked down to see his throbbing, massive cock near my slit and I let out a breathy moan. He leaned into me, his body pressed to mine and I felt the tip touch the lips of my wet pussy. I was ready for him to go all the way, to put his cock inside me and fuck me with all of his wolf-like strength, letting the animalistic quality of his desire rise to the surface of his being.
And before I knew it he was pushing himself deep inside of me.
Ouch! He was do damn big that all I felt was pain at first, a shooting pain with an odd quality of pleasure. But my body soon adjusted and after a few more strokes I felt radiant, as if I was shining in the light of a bright sun, my body sensitive and my desire built up by the long foreplay.
I’d spent a long time waiting for this, but now that wait was over and I let the pleasure wash over me in hot waves of passion, enhanced by each hard thrust that Caleb gave me.
I had Caleb deep inside me, and I was overcome with the pleasure of his forceful strokes. He left me lost in the passion, in the incomprehensible sensation of lust fulfilled, the intense stimulation of every one of my senses.
There was nothing more important in this world than the desire that bound us together, a desire based in his primal, animalistic nature. His arms wrapped around me, his hands grabbing my shoulders as he gave me a particularly hard thrust, driving his cock deeper inside me than before.
The pleasure was almost more than I could stand when he was inside me, fucking me with all his passion and energy, driving deep inside my wet pussy with every powerful thrust. His hands ravaged my body, squeezing my voluptuous ass as he pushed his hard cock further inside me.
He cupped my breasts, pushing them together and sucking at my nipples while he held himself in my pussy. I moaned, his pleasure attacking me from every possible angle, absolutely overwhelming me.
Caleb rolled over on the couch and pulled me on top of him. I reach down with my hand to grab hold of his girthy cock, guiding it back into my soaking wet slit. Now that I was on top, his long cock went even further inside my tight pussy.
I could feel an orgasm building inside me, in fact, it had been building in me from the beginning, from those first moments of pain, slowly but surely promising to carry me over into the realm of impossible bliss. I only hoped that Caleb would be there with me; I wanted to give him a pleasure that would match or even surpass my own.
I looked down into Caleb’s eyes to see him concentrating on me as he grabbed my ass and pushed his pulsing cock ever deeper inside me while I rode him. He was being rough with his cock, but I didn’t mind. I wanted it hard from him.
I could feel his lust exploding in every thrust. I didn’t want him to stop until he’d expended every last bit of his energy in fucking me. I wanted all of him – and I was willing to give myself over to him completely.
I knew he was fucking me with everything he had, bringing my body to the brink with every stroke. I only wanted to please him, so I rode him harder, feeling my body stretched by his huge cock. By now he’d worked me into an uncontrollable ecstasy, pushing my body to new limits. My lust became feverish, I thirsted for more, never wanting to give him up, to lose the touch of his muscular body against my soft skin.
But I felt an orgasm building inside me with a momentum that I knew I was powerless to stop. I bucked on top of him, grinding against him, practically begging him to fuck me harder. Looking into his eyes, I could see that he was close to climax, too. I leaned into him and kissed him, then brought my mouth toward his ear.
“I want you to come for me, baby. I’m so close, I want you to come inside me,” I whispered, a sound barely audible in its breathiness.
I heard him grunt, signaling that he was indeed close – close to coming inside me. I braced myself, waiting for it, waiting for that sticky warmth to fill me up, to feel his seed swimming around inside of me. I closed my eyes and waited, feeling Caleb’s last strokes growing stronger into a sensual roughness, and then I felt him bursting inside me, his hot, sticky load filling me up as I closed my eyes tight.
I remained on top of him gyrating wildly, grinding harder against him, his hard cock still inside me, my pleasure enhanced by the warmth of his seed. I looked down into his eyes as I felt my orgasm take me over, rocking my body with such intensity that I found myself collapsing down onto Caleb’s chest, wrapping my arms around his neck. He held me there, his breath brushing lightly against me ear. We were both breathing heavily, exhausted by the bliss of our sexual tryst.
Eventually I rolled off of him, sitting snuggled up against him on the couch as he wrapped his right arm around me, my face resting against his right pec.
Soon we made our way to the bedroom where I’d fall asleep, content and sexually sated, happy to be safe in Caleb’s arms.
***
When I woke up he was gone. I was devastated, feeling used and lost – ungrounded, one might say. But I should have known that I didn’t need to worry, because it wasn’t long before he showed up again, under cover of darkness, ready to give my body that same ecstasy over and over again.
You see, I was what you’d call his mate. He’d told me that the first night we’d met. I was his true love, his one and only. But it was far deeper than that. I was bound to him now, a source of pleasure and loyalty. Of course, I didn’t understand all the implications just yet; I just knew that I was his and his alone.
When he’d first called me his mate, I’d trembled. It was that first night when we’d met in the hospital, when I’d risked my job to help him escape. I replayed those moments in my mind over and over again, trying to understand them, trying to make sense of why I’d risk my job for a complete stranger.
Something about the word “mate” sounded so momentous, so eternal, and so foreign. I didn’t know what he meant initially, but gradually I realized just how unbreakable of a tie there was between an Alpha and his mate.
Now that I knew that Caleb and I were destined to be together, it all made sense. I’d do anything for my Alpha, anything he desired whatsoever. And I also knew he’d do anything for me.
Things had just started between Caleb and me, but I knew they were right. I didn’t care that everything had happened so quickly. Of course, I knew there were risks involved. There were still those pack members out for vengeance. But I trusted in Caleb’s instinct, in his cunning and ruthlessness towards those who had wronged him. I also trusted in his tenderness towards me.
I had no idea where my life with him would lead at this point, but I think it’s safe to say that I didn’t really care. Being with him was enough. And as his mate, I knew he’d always be mine.
The End.
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“Do you still want to run?” he asked me.
It was as if he could read my thoughts. I shook my head, shy, looking away from his eyes and down at my feet.
“Well, what do you want?” he asked smoothly, but a hint of a growl still in his voice. “Do you want this?”
His fingers lingered at my pussy for a brief second, his hand lifting the bottom of my dress. I didn’t say yes. But I also didn’t say no. Why was he having this effect on me? Here was a man who’d taken me against my will. Admittedly, yes, he’d saved my life. But now he was holding me hostage. Was he holding me hostage? I didn’t want to run anymore, so I guess I was free to go. So why was I staying? Why were my feet impossible to move? Why did I feel this incessant lure that made me gravitate towards him?
“You need to tell me what you want,” said Kieran. “That way I can give it to you.”
“I want you to…” I said softly, my voice trailing off, disappearing in the darkness that surrounded us.
“I can’t hear you. What is it you want?” he asked, leaning closer, his breath on my face. I caught a brief taste of his scent, something about it was undeniably attractive, causing desire to swell inside me.
My pussy was dripping wet now. There was no fighting it anymore, no denying it. Why did I feel so powerless against him? How was it possible for him to have this effect on me?
“I want your cock inside me.”
As soon as I’d said it, my hand shot up to cover my mouth as if I hadn’t meant to say it. It was almost like someone else was speaking through me, giving a voice to the hidden desires of my body. Was I giving in to my urges? I’d already spoken, it was too late to back out now. I was inevitably drawn towards him and the affirmative yes was all Kieran needed to commence his lustful advances.