Untamed Wolf

by Wade, Cara

  “Come here,” she purred, pulling him close to her. He picked her up by the hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist, finding the tip of his penis at her opening.

  “You’re dripping wet,” he said, his nose against hers, his mouth just touching hers. She could taste her own juices on his lips as they kissed. She moaned as he slowly lowered her onto his penis. He moved her up and down, leaning her against the wall. He moved her faster and faster as they both began to cry out.

  Spent from first fighting, and then fucking, they lay on his silk sheets. Ra wrapped his arms around her, drifting off to sleep. She extricated herself from his grasp. The King, she thought with pride. He would be a good king. He was strong and fair and confident. She wasn’t sure how the public would handle the king and his brother sharing a woman. A woman who was a Necromancer, no less. She kissed Ra on the cheek. In his sleep, he smiled.

  She wrapped herself in a blanket and left his room, making her way back up the tower steps to check on Charlie. He was awake, sitting up in his bed. He smiled when he saw her.

  “You’re not wearing your gloves,” she said lightly. He smiled.

  “No,” he replied. “I think it’s lessened.”

  “What do you mean?” she asked, frowning in concern.

  “Ever since you brought me back, when I died,” he said. “It’s less than it was.” They sat in silence for a moment.

  “You know the first time that we kissed?” he asked.

  “Yes,” she replied.

  “You asked me to put my hands on you,” he said, looking at her, pain in his eyes. “I never wanted to do something more.”

  “Do it, Charlie,” she said. She stood up, unwrapping the blanket from her body. His eyes travelled hungrily over her skin. “Touch me.”

  He placed his hands on her abdomen. The electricity was gone, or held in check. As he ran the flat of his palms over her skin, it raised goosebumps over her flesh. He leaned forward, kissing her on the sternum, trailing kisses in between her breasts. He pulled her closer to him. He looked up at her, smiling.

  “I love you, Nessa.”

  “I love you, Charlie.” He pulled her onto the bed with him, and he leaned over her.

  “What do you want me to do?” He asked.

  “Make love to me,” she said. He did—it was slow, therapeutic. They kissed deeply, passionately. When they both came, it was heady, causing her to writhe in pleasure beneath him. He let himself down beside her, wrapping his arm around her abdomen, placing his chin on her shoulder. She tilted her head to the side to look at him.

  “What’s next?” She asked.

  “Ra becomes King,” he said.

  “Already happened,” she said. “You slept through it.”

  “Ah, well,” he shrugged. “I suppose we begin to study Necromancy. We need to see what your powers can do.”

  “And then what?” Nessa asked.

  “We live happily ever after,” he whispered.

  “Sounds good,” she said, covering his lips with hers. She could feel him letting his power loosen a bit, a vision emanating from him. She smiled.

  Epilogue

  Nessa and Charlie stood to the side of the throne. Ra sat upon it, the large golden crown being set upon his head by the court herald. He held in one hand, a sword—not the one from the cursed tomb, a ceremonial one. In his other hand, he held a massive, jeweled scepter. He was dressed all in gold, except for the deep crimson cape line in ermine. As the court herald stepped away from him, he bowed. He then turned to the large gathering of the court.

  “All Hail King Imrahil,” he pronounced.

  “All Hail the King,” the court intoned. Nessa and Charlie looked over at Ra. He looked stern as he glanced out over all who were gathered. He glanced over at them and grinned widely. They smiled back at him. Charlie reached out and grabbed Nessa by the hand.

  “Are you wearing your gloves again?” She asked.

  “Never know if someone is going to try to shake me by the hand,” he said wryly.

  “Well, he’s going to be insufferable,” Nessa mumbled.

  “He was always insufferable,” Charlie replied.

  “What will we do with him?” Nessa asked.

  “Go get him his cursed sword,” Charlie said, and they both laughed. Ra stood, walking down from his throne. He was surrounded by well-wishers. Charlie offered Nessa his arm, and they walked among the crowd.

  “You look beautiful,” he said. She looked down at her golden gown, which had a tight bodice and sleeves covered in seed pearls. The skirts were voluminous, as requested, since there was to be dancing again.

  “Thank you,” she said. “You don’t look so bad, yourself.” He smiled. He was wearing a simple black suit. Charlie hated ostentation. Ra was the one who loved it. They were passing a group of female courtiers, all dressed in silks and brocades, their faces painted heavily with makeup.

  “There she is,” one of the women stage-whispered. “Evidently, she’s sleeping with both of them.” The women all gasped. Nessa froze. Gossips. The thing that she had dreaded.

  “Nessa,” Charlie said, drawing her out of her horror and embarrassment. She looked over at him. He raised his hand to her cheek and kissed her passionately, in front of the whole court. The women gasped scandalously. Nessa smiled as she kissed Charlie back. She pulled away, then whispered in his ear, “Thank you.” He nodded.

  “Nessa! Charlie!” Ra bellowed, coming toward them. He had heard, as well. He grabbed Nessa by the shoulders, kissing her on the lips. He whispered in her ear, “That will keep them talking for ages. But wait, watch this.” She looked at him, eyes wide as he grabbed his brother by the shoulders, and kissed him on the lips as well.

  “Disgusting,” Charlie said, and both brothers began to laugh hysterically. Nessa shook her head. The ladies were all talking. Nessa glanced over at them. They all stopped, eyes wide. She smiled and waved at them. They commenced gossiping.

  “One thing that will, unfortunately, never change, Nessa,” Ra said. “They will always talk.”

  “Something I’ll have to get used to,” she replied. He placed her hand on his arm. She took Charlie’s arm with her other.

  “So, have you thought anymore about the queenship?” Ra asked hopefully. Nessa shot him a look.

  “You choose: cursed sword or queen,” she responded. “I’ll only do one.”

  THE END

  = Bonus Book 6 of 9 =

  Tempted by a Single Dad

  What the hell am I going to do now? I thought morosely to myself as I slumped on the floor of my apartment. I felt like I was deflating, that the last few days of drama were finally catching up with me, and now I had no idea what to do with myself.

  I couldn’t believe all that I’d been through, it was like a total nightmare. It was too much for just one person to deal with, never mind all in one go. How had I even managed to survive it? I guess the one thing that could come out of this was that I was much stronger than I thought I was.

  The first kick in the teeth was losing my job, completely unexpectedly. Okay, so it wasn’t Jenny’s fault that she had to fire me, she was losing more than I was what with her nursery closing down, but some warning that the place was running out of funding wouldn’t have gone amiss. Just some time to prepare. The fact that there wasn’t even any notice, that it was just a final pay check and a quick shift end made it even more shocking.

  I walked all the way back to the apartment that I shared with Max, safe in the knowledge that at least I could have a bubble bath and some time alone to get myself together before getting some much needed comfort from my boyfriend of two and a half years. At least he would be there to make me feel better, and he’d probably help me get another job too. One of the best things about Max was his ability to be proactive even when things seemed utterly terrible.

  Except, when I walked into the apartment, he wasn’t at work. He was still at home, with a screaming, naked girl underneath him. I was so shocked by the sight of the love of
my life cheating on me that it actually took me a while to realize that the girl being fucked was my best friend and confidant ever since high school. The one person I thought that I could trust.

  “Taylor!” I yelled out as sobs racked through my body. “How could you do this to me?”

  She wasn’t even bothered, she didn’t even care that she’d totally rocked the foundation that my world was built on, she simply gave me an awful look, shrugged, and told me, “It isn’t my fault that you’re boring and that your relationship has gone stale, Ali. You should’ve spotted it ages ago. This has been going on for months.”

  Okay, so now looking back, maybe she was right. Me and Max were much more like friends that lovers these days, things had fallen apart, but that didn’t give her any right to take him. She should never have done that to me. No one should ever do that to another person, especially not one that they’d been friends with for years. It just wasn’t right. I would never have done that to her.

  And now, I was here at the scene of their crime alone, and they were shacked up at her home, probably very happy. I was hurt, betrayed, angry, a whole rush of emotions that I didn’t even understand. What I needed was to get away, to run from this nightmare, but unfortunately what I needed even more was a job. I would have to start paying for this place by myself now, I needed at least some kind of income. I wasn’t in the mood to start the dreaded job hunt, but I didn’t have any choice in the matter.

  I sighed deeply before grabbing hold of the newspaper, trying to force myself to be productive. Without Max here to push me, and with the sense that my entire life was in tatters, it was difficult, but I had to start somewhere. I needed to start living eventually.

  Waitress… no, I didn’t have people skills with adults. My career had always centered around children and I wasn’t sure that I was ready for that to end. I didn’t think I could force happiness right now. Waitresses had a hard enough time with rude and suggestive customers as it was, I just didn’t think that I could handle it right now.

  Exotic dancer… I glanced down at my body, imagining shaking it on a pole for a buck load of money, the sort of cash that I needed to pay for this home by myself, but there wasn’t any chance in hell. I just wasn’t the sexy type. Cute, maybe, with my cropped dark hair surrounding my heart shaped face, and my big blue eyes, but I wasn’t sure I could ever be classed as sexy. No, I didn’t have it in me to be a dancer, even if I really wanted to which I didn’t.

  Nanny… ooh okay, now this could be right up my alley. I delved right into the job description, liking where it was going. Two kids, single father, needs help while he runs the business… oh, but it was only for a month. A month in Hawaii nonetheless, but I needed something more permanent.

  Then my eyes fell on the payment and everything within me shifted. This was a decent amount of money, the sort that could keep me afloat for about four months. I could use that cash to help tide me over until I found something else, plus it would be a month in Hawaii. If I’d ever needed a time on the beach with no problems distracting me, it was now. God, it would feel good to get the hell away from this town, from them. The fear of bumping into them killed me every single minute of every single day. At this rate, I was going to become a hermit. At least if I was in Hawaii, there wouldn’t be anything to worry about.

  Surely it wouldn’t hurt just to apply?

  I clicked on my email and fired off my resume with a decent cover letter attached, a small bit of positivity filling my heart. Okay, so it wasn’t going to be a life changing experience, it wouldn’t solve all of my problems, but it was a start. Sitting here among all the memories of the betrayal wasn’t going to get me anywhere. If I left for a while then I could come back with a fresh new attitude. I could start all over again.

  Now I just had to hope that I actually got the job.

  ***

  Oh my God, it was actually happening. I couldn’t believe it! Excitement coursed through my body as I wheeled my suitcase across the airfield, ready to take the trip to Hawaii, ready to get away from here. I’d been brave, and now it was paying off. I was getting my escape and my job all in one go. It was absolutely perfect for me.

  To make it even more exciting, I was going on a private jet. I’d never even flown before, now I was going on the private plane of Hawlin Enterprises to the exotic location of Hawaii, how glamorous was that? I had no idea when I applied, but the man who was asking for a nanny was Evan Hawlin, one of the most famous technology entrepreneurs in the world right now. Okay, so I didn’t know exactly what he did, but I’d heard of his name. I sure as hell knew that he was a big deal.

  “Miss Jones,” a man in a butler outfit came over to me and took the bags from my hands, completely stunning me. I’d never been treated so well before, and I hadn’t even started yet! “Please, come this way.”

  “Oh right, thank you.” I followed behind him, feeling a little weird about the whole thing. Well, that was until I saw the awesome plane in front of me. To think I could’ve been starting some crappy waitressing job today if I hadn’t worked up the courage to just send off that application. Sending that random email was the best choice I’d made in a very long time. “Wow, this is incredible.”

  “These are Lorna and James,” the butler showed me two children, his calm tone and demeanor the total opposite of mine, both of the kids had their heads buried in smart devices as if they didn’t know how to survive without something to entertain them. The boy seemed to be about ten years old, the girl more about eight. The details about them hadn’t been put in the job advert, and Evan hadn’t talked about it when he called me to offer me the job, so it was only now that I felt a little bewildered. I was more used to looking after younger children.

  Still, it would be a challenge, that was what I needed. I just needed to act confident then no one would know just how nervous I felt inside. It was all about portraying a positive attitude.

  “Hello, I’m Ali.” I smiled brightly, but they barely lifted up their heads to acknowledge me, so my fake confidence wasn’t even needed.

  “And here is Mr. Hawlin.”

  Evan came into my view, making my heart leap up into my chest. This was a real man, nothing like the boy I now realized that Max was. He was tall, dark, and very handsome. He had strong features, warm eyes, a jawline to die for and a very muscular body. I already felt intimidated enough when I met his kids, but this man… wow, he actually formed a lump in my throat. He was a few years older than me, but somehow that made him even more attractive. He just oozed sexiness like nothing I’d ever seen before.

  “Oh, hello there, Ali,” he sounded a little bored and pissed off, certainly not as impressed to meet me as I was him. “Thanks for coming. Shall we go?”

  “Yes,” I shook my head, trying to rid my brain of some very inappropriate thoughts as I flicked my professional switch on. I could not start feeling any kind of attraction to this man, however good looking he was. He was about to become my boss for the next month, that was the end of it. “I’m ready.”

  Ready for the vacation (and job) that would hopefully turn my life around again. It was better than being jobless and at home at any rate.

  As we stepped onto the plane, my breath was totally sucked out of my body. This was incredible, more luxurious than anywhere I’d even been before. I might not have set foot on a plane before, but this had to be one of the best. However, as I flicked my eyes around to the family that I was now infiltrating, they didn’t look impressed at all. To me, this was nicer than my home, but to them it was nothing new. Of course, this was probably normal to them. I needed to get my act together if I was going to even attempt to fit in.

  “Sit anywhere,” Evan waved his hand a little dismissively at the large, reclining chairs, “the kids usually sit at the back so there won’t be any noise if that bothers you.”

  As everyone took their seats, miles away from one another, I couldn’t help but think that something was a little off with the scene. I didn’t live anywhere near my fami
ly now, but we were very close as I grew up. Okay, so we didn’t have the money that the Hawlin family did, far from it in fact, but we did have a lot of love. This didn’t really feel like that at all, it was more about what they owned than what they had with each other. Actually, it made me feel a little sad inside. Love always trumped money, it was just a shame that the Hawlin family couldn’t seem to see that.

  The noise wouldn’t bother me, but the awkwardness might. I needed to sit away from everyone too if I was going to get through this.

  Of course, I couldn’t say anything about the weirdness, that definitely wasn’t in my job description, but still I could think it inside.

  The excitement inside of me built as the plane lifted from the ground, taking me far away from my problems. It wouldn’t be long before I couldn’t even remember what Taylor and Max looked like. I’d been looking at pictures of Hawaii online, and it was stunning. I couldn’t wait to get there. It was much nicer surroundings to wallow in.

  I glanced backwards as discretely as I could, watching the children as they lost themselves in their individual worlds. That part of the job might have been a little bit more difficult, connecting with Lorna and James was going to be one hell of a challenge, but it was only for a few weeks. I didn’t need to worry too much because it wasn’t my job forever. This was just temporary, just a bit of fun.

  ***

  Okay, it was official, I wanted to live in Hawaii forever more. It had to be the only place on the whole planet that managed to be better than the pictures. On the drive to the villa we were all staying in for the month, we passed long sandy beaches, actual palm trees, and beach shacks that looked like a dream come to life.