by Sam Crescent
“Baby, I can hear you no matter what. There is so much to learn about you other than your thoughts.” Fingers penetrated her pussy making her gasp. “Your body, your smell, even the way you are around me tells me so much about you.”
Biting her lip, Mary wanted to dispute everything he said, but she couldn’t. There was no way for her to defend herself against her own feelings. She craved his touch more than she craved her next breath.
“You feel it, too,” he said.
She nodded, gritting her teeth against the truth glaring her in the face.
“My body is the same as yours, Mary. I’m burning inside for you. You’re so fucking sexy, you’re turning me in knots.”
What was he really trying to say?
“This is far more than sex, baby. You know it is. You feel it.” His fingers fell from her pussy replaced by the thick length of his cock. She cried out, arching up to him. His lips bit onto her nipple, sucking hard. The pain shot through to her clit. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she tightened her hold on him, drawing him in.
Zeke hadn’t thrust the full length of his dick inside her yet. He was tormenting her with what he could give her rather than simply giving it to her.
Crying out, she bit into her lip begging for more.
“You see, baby. I can drive you wild without even trying.” His hand returned to her clit, stroking as his cock remained inside her not moving. “Can you feel me?”
“Yes,” she said, moaning.
“Beg me.”
She shook her head.
He continued to stroke her with his cock still within her.
Don’t beg. Don’t beg. Don’t beg.
Zeke kissed up her body, sucking on her neck. “You can fight me all night long. I’m not going to give up. I can do this all night and all day. Fucking you, teasing you, never allowing you to reach release.”
His threat was a very real one. For the first time Mary whimpered, hating what he was holding over her head.
“I know you’ve been denied for a long time, Mary. You were a virgin in my arms. You’ve never known a male’s touch. I can give you everything you desire. There is nothing I wouldn’t give to see you splinter apart in my arms.” He breathed the words against her ear. She was under no illusion that he wouldn’t do what he threatened. “All you need to do is give yourself to me. I will take care of you, and I’ll explore what you need. Every fantasy, every need would be ours to explore.”
Licking her lips she looked into his eyes as he pulled back to stare down at her. All she would need to do was beg, and her heart’s desire would be for her.
****
What would she do? Zeke didn’t know if he’d pushed too far. She was begging him. His wolf was pushing against the walls of their bodies ready to mate. He knew without a shadow of a doubt that Mary was the woman he’d bitten. The one woman he was supposed to be with for the rest of his life. She was his mate. His father had confirmed it after their time together in the study.
Holding himself off her, Zeke waited.
What would it take for her to give herself to him?
You were the one who made her a toy.
He couldn’t take back that moment. Zeke knew he wouldn’t have felt her in his arms if he hadn’t thrown out the ultimatum. He didn’t know what he would have done when he got to her that night. There was no way he would have killed her. Did she even realize the power she had over him? Dani had the same kind of power over Roger. Mates were bound to follow each other. It was a blessing and a curse within equal measure.
“Please, Zeke, make love to me. Fuck me, give me everything.” She begged him over and over again. Putting his hands on her hips, he pulled out of her tight heat until only the tip of his shaft remained inside. Staring into her eyes, Zeke felt himself fall. Mary was the love of his life. He knew part of his feelings was down to their mated wolves, but the other part was down to what he knew about Mary already. She was beautiful, stunning, perfect for him. Max and Jane loved her. His father loved her, and he knew his mother would feel the same way as well.
Tightening his grip he plunged inside her. Mary screamed as he fucked her hard and fast never letting up.
“Touch yourself,” he said, slamming inside her.
She ran her hand down her body. He loved seeing the way her fingers caressed over her full breasts, which were bouncing with every one of his thrusts. When she started to touch her sweet bud he was ready to explode.
Harder and harder he thrust inside her, pushing as deep as he could.
“Yes, yes,” she said, screaming the word out. Her feet dug into his back, and Zeke truly felt like he’d finally gone to heaven. Feeling the difference inside her was breathtaking. She was no longer a scared or shy little virgin but a woman intent on getting her pleasure.
Within seconds she climaxed around him sending him over the edge with her tight cunt pulsing around him, drawing him in.
Growling, Zeke tensed as he felt his hands change around hers holding her down. She cried out, and before he could stop himself, he lunged for her throat tearing his mark deep into her core.
Her orgasm continued on giving him drive even as she tensed around him. He poured his scent into her core and the bite never wanting to let go. She was his woman, and even though he knew he should wait, he couldn’t bring himself to wait.
Claiming her was the only way he was going to be able to carry on for the next month. There was no way he could leave without her.
When he’d taken his fill, Zeke retracted from her neck only to panic. She lay slumped in the bed. Looking at the bite mark he saw no problem. He’d not affected the major artery.
“Mary?” He shook her hoping she would respond to him. “Mary.”
Pressing a hand to her neck, he felt her pulse was weak but there.
Jumping out of bed, he grabbed his phone dialing his father’s number. He couldn’t remember a single thing he said, but by the time he hung up his father and the doctor for the packs was on their way. Wrapping a robe around his body, he draped the blanket over her body checking to make sure she was still alive.
Pressing his head toward her stomach he sensed the life growing inside her. Shit, he’d never given any consideration to her condition. Feeling more like a bastard with every passing minute, he was desperate to hear the sound of the knock.
When the door finally banged he ran down the long hall and through the sitting room to find his father stood with his mother and the doctor, James.
“Come on, come through,” he said.
Part of him was embarrassed for his mother to see his woman just after he’d made love to her.
“What happened?” James asked, putting his case down on the bed.
His mother, Helen, gasped and rushed to Mary’s side. He was pleased she seemed genuinely concerned.
“I was making love, and the need to claim her overtook everything else.”
“Son, it’s not good for you to lose control at such a vulnerable time,” William said. His father stood in the corner giving the doctor and Helen more room.
“William, dear, remember your claiming of me. It wasn’t exactly planned,” Helen said, looking up and smiling.
Glancing back he saw his father was blushing. Zeke did not want to know what his parents got up to before he was even conceived.
“She’s breeding and a half breed,” James said.
“If you’ve got a problem with my mate being a half breed then get the fuck out so I can find another doctor who can treat her.”
William wrapped his arms around Zeke, holding him back. “Calm down, son. You’re too close to the edge. Pull yourself back, or you’ll regret it, and believe me when I tell you that you do not want to regret losing control.”
Taking several breaths, Zeke stared at the doctor.
“I’ve got no problem treating half breeds, Zeke. I’m happy for men and women to find the one meant for them, and if that means turning humans, then so be it.” James took a step back running his fingers
through his hair. “No, I’ve got no problem with half breeds at all, but they come with complications themselves. Your woman is not as strong as your mother. She’s in her needing, and I scent the conception of a young one. Zeke, the injections your wife has been getting binds the wolf into a box, and without the injections she’s slowly coming back to herself but that is a long way off yet.”
James pulled the sheet down turning her head to the side to examine the wound.
“You’ve bitten her good, but you have to remember she’s part human. She will not heal as quickly as we do.” There were several sighs and disapproving noises coming from the doctor.
“I can feel her heating up,” Helen said.
“Yes, she’ll be right as rain tomorrow. Her body is healing through a lot. The injections side effects will slowly fade, and with it, she’ll get stronger. I think you’ll be surprised by how strong your woman actually is.” James cleaned the wound.
Mary whimpered.
His father’s grip tightened, and he watched Helen comfort her. It should have been him by her side, holding her close.
“Does she know you’re mated?” James asked.
“No. We have an agreement for the next month. She knows nothing else other than what her pack was up to.”
“She’s not part of their pack. Their scent would cling to her, and no matter what you did, Zeke, you wouldn’t get rid of that smell. She’s your pack. I’m surprised you couldn’t smell it before.” James leaned in close and inhaled. “Yes, she’s all yours all right. The young one growing in her is yours as well.”
Pride filled him at the power he showed. His woman was part of his pack already. Mary’s place within his pack would also explain why his men were so polite and respectful to her.
“Zeke, I’m not impressed that you’ve gotten a woman pregnant without us even getting to know her,” Helen said, scolding him.
“I’m happy for you, son. We breed good stock.”
Helen rolled her eyes while William chuckled. Zeke didn’t care about stock or anything other than knowing his woman was going to be safe.
James took her temperature and checked her blood pressure after cleaning away the damage he’d done to her neck.
“She’s going to be perfectly fine,” James said. “You’ll have more trouble explaining yourself than anything else.”
The doctor stood and made his way toward the bag he’d left at the base of the bed. “When you’re ready give her these. They’re tablets all pregnant females need. Human females only need to take one tablet a day whereas your woman will need to take two. Wolves digest faster than humans, and also she’s a half breed and wouldn’t need as much as a full breed.” James packed everything away. “The moment she knows the truth bring her to me. I like to keep an eye on our pregnant bitches in case anything goes wrong.”
“Mary,” Zeke said.
“What was that?” James asked.
“Her name is not bitch. It’s Mary. She won’t take kindly to you referring to her as a bitch.” Zeke wouldn’t have any harm come to the woman that was his. It was bad enough that she’d suffered at Roger’s and Dani’s hands.
“I’ll remember. There’s nothing worse than a pregnant, temperamental woman, and our women can cause a fair few problems. It’s a pleasure doing business. I’ll see myself out.”
Zeke stared at his woman wishing he’d held off. He would never get the sight of her being still out of his thoughts.
“I like her,” Helen said. “She smells of everything good and perfect.”
Smiling, Zeke nodded. “She’s the one I bit outside of work. I’ve spent so long hunting for her and Debbie that I didn’t even realize they were under my nose.” Thinking about his sister he turned to his father. “Is there any news about her?”
“No, no news at all. It’s like she didn’t even exist the moment she escaped that fucking place,” William said, cursing.
“William, please, language. I’ve told you, Debbie is alive. We would know if something happened.”
His father closed his eyes, wiping at his eyes. “We’ve scoured the whole fucking forest. There is no sign of any other packs or our daughter. I’m telling you, she’s fucking dead.”
“Dad, it’s not over yet,” Zeke said. “If I can find my mate then we’ll find Debbie.”
Zeke truly believed his sister was out there. Debbie was a resilient person. If anyone could survive what Roger and Dani had thrown at her and escape then Debbie was the one.
Chapter Ten
Mary moaned as she rolled over. Her body was pounding, and the sounds coming from around her were not helping matters. The sun was too hot glaring at her. Falling to the floor she put a hand to her neck feeling the raw flesh that was slightly swollen.
Pulling her hands away she saw her fingers were clear. There was not a drop of blood on her fingers. Standing up, she stumbled into the bathroom where she found a chunk of her neck was red and swollen. Zeke’s loss of control was staring at her blankly. Her hands were fine even though she recalled his paws had come through.
“Mary?” Zeke asked. Turning around she saw him leaning against the door frame, staring at her.
“What? What the hell happened? Why have I suddenly become a fucking chew toy?” She glared at him wondering how she’d survived the night. Pressing a hand to her stomach she was ready to call him out when another female was calling out her name.
Frowning, she stared at Zeke then past his shoulder.
“My mom and dad are here, and they’re making breakfast. Mom makes a mean breakfast. I promise you won’t be disappointed with what she makes,” he said, stepping closer into the room.
“What?” she asked, pressing a hand to her forehead. Mary wasn’t wearing any clothes, and the way she felt at that moment she wasn’t prepared to deal with his parents.
“I know you’ve got a lot of questions,” he said, moving closer.
Mary wanted to move away to not let him touch her, but she couldn’t stop the yearning that built inside her. She wished for his arms wrapped around her.
“I will answer your questions and give you everything your heart desires. All I ask is that you come out and spend some time with my parents. It’s not the whole family, just my parents.”
Denying him was out of the question. “Fine. You’ve got to promise me that we’ll talk, properly talk, and not just have sex.”
The sex is so good.
Ignoring her body she stared at him waiting for him to refuse.
“Fine.”
“Okay, I’ll, erm, put some clothes on.”
Zeke followed her back to the bedroom where he handed her some of his clothing. She wore a long t-shirt with a pair of drawstring shorts. They were too big for her body, but they covered her enough to give her some dignity.
“What if they hate me?” she asked, biting her lip with her nerves.
“Believe me, baby, they do not hate you. Mom wants to castrate me for keeping you to myself.”
“We’ve barely known each other that long,” she said.
“We’ve known each other for over a week, and for a lot of wolves that’s a lifetime already.” Zeke ran his hands up and down her arms.
Was he nervous?
“Come on, they want to meet you, and I’m tired of being hungry.” Zeke took her hand leading her out of the safety of the bedroom.
“Wait, stop,” she said.
“Dear, is that you? Does Mary like her bacon crispy?” the woman said.
“My mother is called Helen, and you know my father’s name,” Zeke said. “How do you like your bacon?”
“Crispy.”
Pushing some stray hairs off her face, she followed behind into the open kitchen. The apartment was large enough to fit a whole family.
“Mom, Dad, I’d like for you all to meet my woman, Mary,” Zeke said, holding her in front of him.
She saw his father first, and she smiled at him. Next, she saw the beautiful dark haired woman that looked a little like Zeke. M
ost of his looks came from his father.
“Hi,” she said.
“Sweetheart, it’s a pleasure to finally see you awake,” Helen said, circling the counter. She wore an apron spattered with grease. “When William told me my boy had gotten a mate, I couldn’t believe it.”
The men in the room tried to hush Helen up.
Mate?
“Shut up, boys. She’s going to know sooner rather than later.” Helen stood in front of her. “Now, let me have a proper look at you,” she said, cupping her cheeks and turning her head this way and that.
Mary went through the motions as the woman assessed her as if she was a prized cow. “What do you mean mate?” she asked.
The men tensed while Helen kissed her cheek. “It’s so good to have another woman in the family. For some reason the line seems to breed a lot of men.”
Helen eased her down into a chair at the counter. She noticed four settings with them all facing each other.
Was anyone going to explain the mate comment?
“Mate?” Mary asked again.
“Honey, my son has picked a fine woman in you.” The raised flesh of her neck prickled.
We’re mated. It’s about time.
“I really don’t know what you mean.”
“Mary, honey, haven’t you ever seen the marks of a mated female?” Helen asked.
“No,” Mary said, glancing behind her at Zeke.
Zeke was glaring at his mother. If looks could kill she’d be nervous.
“Helen, that’s enough,” William said, speaking up. “We’re going to have breakfast, and then we’re going to leave them to their business. This is not our pack, and it’s not our business.”
The hairs on the back of Mary’s neck stood on end. The Alpha within William was demanding obedience.
“I know. I know. You don’t have to go all Alpha on me.” Helen tapped his cheek as she passed.