Enzo: The Wolves Den: A BBW Scifi/Paranormal Romance

by Serena Simpson

  “I need to taste you.” He picked her up and carried her back to the bed before laying her on her back.

  He crawled between her legs and buried his nose into her snatch.

  “Yes, please.” She moaned. The thought of him licking her was enough to drive her crazy.

  So glad we shaved.

  I harassed us until we did it. I deserve a thank you.

  I pointed out the spots we missed.

  Thank you, one and all now shut up and enjoy. She always thought it was funny how her mind could run away with itself at the most inappropriate times.

  His tongue came out teasing the side of her pussy as he licked the seam of her panties. Taking his teeth, he nudged them over.

  “I love your scent,” He breathed deeply before allowing his tongue to come out and caress the side of her snatch. Her body moved a little as he licked her again before taking that tongue and running it along the seam of her pussy his tongue going deep for a nice taste.

  A rumble purred through his body. His fingers came up to touch and explore.

  “What’s this?” His tongue swirled around her clit leaving her incapable of replying.

  Seeing her reaction, he did it again before he sucked it into his mouth. Her hips thrust up as her hands clutched at his hair.

  “Again,” was all she was able to say as he sucked on her.

  He took a finger and explored her slowly inserting it while he paid tribute to her clit. She made little keening sounds as he stuck a second finger in her body. She started to shake as wetness poured down her legs encouraging his mouth to have a taste. He began pumping hitting the walls of her pussy just right until her body wouldn’t stop moving. She came with a high-pitched sound. He sucked and licked moving his fingers until she finally stopped moving.

  Her breath was coming in fast pants as she stroked his hair and moved her hands to his shoulders. She mumbled little words of how fantastic he made her feel. Finally, he crawled up until he could pull her into his arms.

  *~*~*~*

  Enzo watched as Deja’s body slowly slipped into sleep. He had pleasured her even though he had been doubtful at first. He still remembered the early days on earth. How they thought that once again there would be no female companionship for them. The females in their battalion picked the males they were interested in, but there was no way two hundred females could take care of two thousand males even if they took more than one partner.

  He clutched her closer to him and worried. He hadn’t been completely honest with her. The majority of the galaxy were shifters but he and his battalion, as well as the battalion they fought, were created shifters. Their purpose was for war and nothing else. That’s why no one came after them. It didn’t matter whether they lived or died they were replaceable.

  In his world, there would never be a moment like this. They knew from the moment they opened their eyes that their purpose was to die in battle. There were no homes, no children, no mates although they were capable of all those things. It was the ultimate ‘F’ you. That they were made being able to procreate but weren’t allowed to have children or families.

  Every scanner on their planet and in the galaxy looked for bio-signs and if they were to find a trace of their bio-signs in a child they would simply kill it like they were exterminating vermin. Ven crossed his mind. They almost didn’t save him.

  Now here they were on this planet with this female who was making them into a family whether she knew it or not and he didn’t want to lose her but keeping her wasn’t going to be easy.

  He heard the door open when Ven came in. Carefully he got out of bed and walked into the living room.

  The horror on Ven’s face touched his heart.

  “She’s still alive.”

  Ven sat heavy in a chair his breathing coming out as if he ran for miles. His heart was beating so hard that Enzo could see a trace of it.

  “How?” He looked up hope in his eyes fighting with despair.

  Enzo took the same chair Deja sat in earlier.

  “She said that earth women are different even though they’re the same species. Some can take more loving than others, but that’s how it’s supposed to be because men are different here. Some love hard and some love soft.”

  Ven’s eyes lightened and darkened coming to different thoughts and then discarding them. Enzo was always amazed at how his eyes worked. Ven was a better version of them, and those fools had wanted to kill him.

  “Are we keeping her?” Ven’s voice was soft reminding Enzo of just how young he truly was.

  “I hope so. I want to; it’s up to Deja.” His lips tugged up in a smile. He’d be willing to fight for Deja any day.

  “Today she treated us like we were a family.” There was a wistful sound in Ven’s voice as he turned to look at the door to her room.

  Chapter Eleven

  A smile curved around Deja’s lips even as she tried to brush wakefulness away and snuggle back into sleep. Her dreams consisted of Enzo holding her as he asked her what was going to her new place and what was staying. She had most of her stuff packed, so they walked from room to room, and she pointed, and he had males finish up for her.

  Now she needed to know if she could leave all that stuff here until she found a place to stay. Once again the cold voice of reality intruded on her happy thoughts reminding her she slept with her boss. She was going to have to leave. Find a new job.

  I didn’t sleep with him. There was no penetration.

  Then what was he doing with his tongue?

  I remember it being deep inside of us.

  Oh, don’t forget those talented fingers.

  That’s not penetration. She tried to justify to the voices in her head.

  Then why do you call it penetration when you put your fingers in your pussy?

  Argh! She rolled over and buried her head in the pillow.

  Why was she the only female on the face of the earth that had voices in her head that didn’t agree with her? She waited for an answer, but of course, none was forthcoming because this was her life. I suggest you guys fall in line, or I will put you all in a cage.

  They laughed at her. Every single one of them, which caused her to sigh again. Sitting up in the bed she listened to the male voices coming from the living room, Enzo and Ven were in there. How was she going to face them?

  I’d start by putting some clothes on.

  The voices in her head could be such smart asses, but clean clothes did sound good. She slipped out of her thong and placed it in her new spot for dirty clothes. She needed a hamper. Going to her suitcase, she pulled out a pair of granny panties debating whether she should wear them.

  Don’t you dare!

  I’ll make your life miserable.

  That’s a sure fire way to tell him you’re not interested.

  It was that last thought that had her balling them up and placing them at the bottom of the suitcase before she took out another thong this one was red with little black hearts on it. She’d bought it for Valentine’s day even though she wasn’t in a relationship at the time. With a smile, she took out the matching bra, just in case.

  A pair of shorts, not the respectable kind, but the kind that stopped just a little past her cheeks and a cami. If this outfit didn’t scare Enzo away, then he probably liked her body.

  The skirt didn’t scare him away.

  She ignored the voice in her head like every other sane female did and pushed the door to her bedroom open.

  She stopped when she was standing in the doorway because Enzo’s eyes looked at her holding her in his grip. A small fire started behind them when he saw her. His lips pulled up into a smile. Those eyes raked her from head to toe, and they smoldered like he was seeing the most beautiful woman ever.

  She preened. It was something she had never done before and didn’t know her body could do. But she felt herself as her body changed positions just slightly showing off all her assets and allowing him to admire her like she was a beauty queen because at that moment
she was. His eyes flashed, and she knew that he wanted her again, but not just that. He had that I want to keep you look.

  Her eyes swung to Ven noting that both of them were sitting in an armchair on either side of the couch.

  Ven was giving her a look too. His blues eyes were warm and glowing as he watched her. His look was just as possessive. He didn’t want to let her go either. She knew that look she’d seen it in her own eyes many times when she thought of her mom.

  The voices in her head were saying things she didn’t want to hear, so she tuned them out and went to sit on the couch. She chose the middle cushion perfectly spaced between the two of them.

  “What are you doing?” She looked at the television.

  “This is a game show. I heard Angel tell some of her friends she liked it. So I asked Ven if we could watch it.”

  She looked at Ven before looking at Enzo. “Is this your first time watching television?”

  They both nodded yes, and she sat on her hands because that was the only way she wasn’t going to start pulling at her hair.

  “Why?” Ven dropped his eyes, so she focused on Enzo.

  “If our people came for us we needed them to understand we hadn’t immersed ourselves in a foreign culture.”

  She nodded like she was buying it. There was more to this but really why should Enzo tell her every secret when truthfully she was hiding a few of her own.

  She faced forward and watched television as she started patting the two cushions beside her, cushions that were big enough for Enzo and Ven. They looked at her wondering if she was serious before they looked at each other. Finally, Enzo moved from the chair to the couch coming close enough that she could feel his body heat.

  Her eyes never looked at Ven as she kept patting the cushion until he hesitantly got up and moved to sit next to her. She leaned over and ruffled Ven’s hair even getting to peck his cheek and give him a one armed hug before she laid her head on Enzo’s arm.

  The people on the show were running around with grocery carts sticking anything they could find in them.

  “Do they always run in the stores?” Ven asked casting her a quick glance.

  “Have you ever been to the store?”

  He shook his head. “We try to minimalize our exposure and contact with the natives.”

  “We’re too big and different looking they will be able to tell that we are aliens. Although we are bred to fight, there are only a few thousands of us against your weapons and your military. We would fight hard it would take you years to recover, but in the end, it would be a slaughter.”

  “When you first came I think that made sense, but today our males grow over six feet tall, and no one looks at them strangely. I need to show you some basketball games. You would need to control your teeth but I’ve been watching, and they don’t have to be sharp. Right?”

  Ven opened his mouth and showed her two rolls of perfectly normal teeth.

  “So that wouldn’t keep you from going in a store. What about your eyes. I have to tell you when they glow it’s a dead giveaway.”

  “We can do this.” Ven showed her the side of his head moving his hair just a little there were two small circles. He pushed one, and the glow in his eyes disappeared. “We use it if we think we may have to interact with humans.”

  Deja gulped before taking a deep breath of air.

  Let’s run.

  There’s more going on here than we know.

  Do you think Ven or Enzo will hurt us?

  Look at him.

  She looked at Ven. Not through the eyes of a scared woman but through the eyes of someone who cared about him. If she had a son, she’d want one like Ven. He was scared not because she could do something to hurt him physically. But because he revealed a secret, something he had spent his life hiding and now he was waiting for her to reject him.

  Deja knew what that was like. She spent a lot of time getting rejected when she was younger until she learned to pick the right kind of friends, even then the popular’s had liked to make her life a living hell whenever they could.

  “Perfect then we go out to dinner tomorrow you can do that, and no one will know. I’ll be with the most handsome men in the place, and all the other woman will be insanely jealous of me.”

  “Dinner at a restaurant? Can we go?” Ven was staring at Enzo begging him to say yes.

  He opened his mouth, but she cut him off.

  “We are going to dinner tomorrow so get used to it. It won’t be somewhere fancy I don’t have fancy money. And do you have a car?” She gave him her best don’t mess with me look. Before she arched one of her eyebrows and yes she skipped a meal to get them arched. It just didn’t cost that much, and a girl needed to look good when she went on an interview.

  “I have a license and a car in the garage. We don’t go anywhere, though, so…”

  “So you can drive, but you’re not the best. Lucky for you I love driving. I sold my car recently, but I am smooth behind the wheel like butter.”

  They both frowned, and she laughed.

  “I’m going to take a shower and put something on for work tonight then I’m cooking. I don’t know what’s in that fridge so take something out for dinner. Deja smiled at Enzo and Ven before disappearing into her room.

  She gathered what she needed and disappeared behind the bathroom door. After starting the shower, she looked at herself in the mirror. Someone help her because she was happy. Her eyes glowed with their own inner fire. Her mouth kept turning upward even when she tried to frown. Wow, she was even feeling good in her skin, and it had been a while since she last felt this way.

  Aliens. She got in the shower and noted she was humming. That ugly voice the one she ignored reared its head.

  Alien, you allowed our body to be fouled by something that wasn’t human. What’s wrong with you that you can’t find a real man to take care of your needs. Are you one of those sick women who needs something that isn’t normal or natural?

  Was she one of those sick women? What was wrong with her?

  Exactly who are these sick women and what do they need?

  That was a good question. She had no idea who these sick women were or if they even existed outside of the nasty voice in her head. Malice was her name, and Deja had worked long and hard to take her voice away, but she still came out at times.

  We’ve had several men.

  So what it didn’t work out.

  I might not have gotten a visual, but I got a good feel, and Enzo is all man.

  And this is the reason she loved the voices in her head because they were always there when she needed them the most.

  Enzo was all man. Ven was the perfect almost twenty something and no she didn’t deserve them, but she wasn’t giving up on them today. Yep, they were keeping secrets, but when the time came, they’d deal with all of them. For now, she had a meal to cook and an outing to plan.

  She stepped out of the shower and looked at herself in all her naked glory. Backup world because Deja is here to stay.

  Chapter Twelve

  The evening was beautiful. Deja always loved summer but tonight was the best night of her life. Enzo was on one side of her, and Ven was on the other. They had dinner; the meal included lamb something Deja never tried before. She still wasn’t sure how she felt about it, but it was edible. She couldn’t find it in herself to protest because last week she barely ate. It seemed her males were definite carnivores.

  She stopped making Enzo and Ven turn to look at her. She shook her head and started walking again. Her males, she didn’t have a right to claim them, she was just borrowing them for a while. Her easy smiled slipped, and she walked ahead of them seeing The Wolves Den.

  Deja looked behind her and gave Enzo and Ven a smile and a wave before she disappeared into The Wolves Den. She needed some time to herself.

  “Do you think she’s okay?” Ven asked Enzo his eyes were dull with worry.

  “I think she is like us. Not really sure what’s going on and trying to take t
hings one at a time.”

  They both nodded agreeing and walked into the club.

  Cole gave a wave to them but caught Enzo’s eye and motioned him over.

  Enzo moved over to the bar his long legs eating the distance up. With a smile to the males around him, he took a seat and ordered a drink.

  “Hair of the Wolf.” He waited until Cole brought the drink back.

  There was alcohol, and there was what they drank. It was a nice mixture of what they found on the planet and what they distilled themselves.

  Cole leaned over and slid him the drink while murmuring, “Corso is awake.”

  Declyn walked over and joined them at the bar he took one look at Enzo’s drink and order one of the same.

  After Cole brought his drink, Enzo told him the news. “Corso is awake.”

  “Shit,” Declyn said they both nodded in agreement and tossed the drink back.

  “That’s strong. Why do I always forget and drink what Enzo’s drinking?” Declyn gave a half mocking laugh.

  “Considering I didn’t even know what this was until Declyn introduced me to it. I’m going to ignore him.”

  Enzo watched as Deja came out and started pouring drinks for males that were suddenly thirsty. He might have to give her up sooner than he wanted. Corso was the Alpha of the Thalians their rivals. He had gone to ground about ten years ago allowing them to have a time of peace.

  The Kur’ik and the Thalians had been at war for centuries fighting to maintain the status quo of their worlds. There was no status quo to maintain on Earth, but Corso believed that his people would come for them and when they did they would grant them permanent life if they wiped out the Kur’iks. Corso was a fool.

  “This is going to mean war again,” Declyn said. “You know his beta will run and tell him.”

  “What do you want me to do? Send her away?” Enzo took his time to look at Deja, who was smiling and talking to some of their people.