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

by Serena Simpson

  “You’re wearing too many clothes, Enzo.” Her voice was low and sultry with desire.

  He got up and began taking off his clothes. She loved watching him strip. It didn’t matter how many times she saw it; she always felt amazed at seeing his naked body. She wanted to be loved by this male. It was what she dreamed about for years even when she wasn’t sure what she wanted. Now she knew, she wanted someone to treat her the way Enzo did as if she was worthy of love. He treated her like she was more precious than diamonds. Her head moved shaking the thought away. It wasn’t right.

  He treats us like he love’s us.

  That was it. Enzo treated her like she was the love of his life and she never wanted to let him go.

  You know what that means…

  She shushed the voice in her head; she didn’t want to overthink this.

  He moved to the bed to lie on her. The heat of his dick was burning her making her want to cream all over herself.

  “Are you sure?” He looked her in her eyes searching for something.

  “I’m sure.”

  He nodded and ground into her allowing her to feel the thickness of his dick as she moved against him before he slid down her body and removed her tiny panties.

  “You taste good, Deja. I find myself thinking about you and wanting to taste you at some of the oddest most embarrassing times. Like when I’m doing the books with Declyn. There is nothing sexy about Declyn or the books, but I couldn’t leave my desk because thoughts of you had me so hard.

  He threw her a smile then licked her slit. His mouth came up and caught her clit sucking on it. She cried out as her body shook.

  “Enzo, please.”

  He rose up over her taking his dick in his hand and stroking it. Her eyes followed the motion of his hand. The muscles in his arms bulged, and she licked her lips, thoughts of how he tasted driving her crazy with lust.

  “You’re so tight,” he whispered sinking two fingers deep within her.

  “I can take you.” Nothing was going to stop her from having him deep within her tonight.

  “I hope so.” He coated his dick with her wetness before slowly pushing himself into her.

  “So big,” she moaned spreading her legs wider.

  He grunted then howled as the head slipped into her pussy.

  “So fucking good,” she moaned. The head of his dick was thick touching her everywhere. She thrust up needing to feel him deeper. His shaft ringed with veins pushed against her walls making her throw her head back and pant a little.

  “Deja, you’re too tight.”

  “No, I’m fine, take your time. It’s the first time; sometimes you just need to go slow.”

  If he thought, he was pulling out she’d tie him up and take it by force. He belonged to her, and she was getting all of him tonight. He pushed in slowly making her head spin with pleasure and the sharp bite of pain that made the pleasure even better.

  She whispered his name and wrapped her legs around him when he was fully inside of her.

  “I told you so.” Her pussy was throbbing around him. She could feel her walls trying to suck him in deeper. He was making her feel good just lying on her, buried deep inside.

  “Deja, I have to move.”

  “Yes move, please move.”

  His hips started slowly moving in and out trying not to hurt her. The more he moved, the more she moved against him encouraging him to move faster. Until his hips were swinging and he was pounding into her.

  “Yes, yes.” She cried out feeling her heart wanting to merge with his. Her body flowed as she met him thrust for thrust. Her pussy convulsing around him fighting to keep him buried deep inside of her.

  Her breath came out in short pants as her belly started to explode with fireworks.

  “Deja,” he screamed her name. “I can’t stop.”

  His teeth grew long, and they buried themselves in her shoulder taking her climax to the next level. She screamed her pleasure not caring who heard.

  Her nails scratched up his back as she felt jet after jet of his seed fill her. The head of his cock grew thick refusing to budge. He laid on her breathing hard as the teeth in her shoulder began to retract.

  *~*~*~*

  Did we pass out?

  We never pass out.

  Is he still lying on us?

  Why aren’t we dead? He’s heavy.

  He bit us! Did I imagine that?

  Nope, he bit us. I’m ready to go again.

  The primal part of her was even more pronounced. Deja wasn’t sure what happened, but she felt different. The question was should she be scared?

  Be afraid, be very afraid!

  No more old movies for you.

  Be quiet, I need to think.

  Enzo was awake, but he was waiting on her. How she acted would color the rest of their relationship. Maybe she should…forget maybe; there would be none of that. She made this choice, and she wasn’t backing down now.

  “My Alien Warrior, I think we need to talk.”

  He slowly pulled out of her body and wrapped her in his arms.

  Chapter Twenty-one

  She wanted to talk. Enzo thought that if he were in her position, he might be screaming about being tricked, about his shoulder, or even how she hadn’t told him the truth, but she didn’t know that yet.

  “We can talk, camire, do you want to do it here or in the living room.”

  “You know what this place needs, delivery. I could go for some Chinese food right about now.”

  He grinned at her feigning happiness he didn’t feel. “Then Chinese food it is. There are menu’s in the kitchen.”

  She got up and snagged his shirt, smiling at the way it fit on her. Mmm, she was sore it had been a while since she made love. Her shoulder moved, and she frowned at it feeling the ache. She hadn’t counted on the teeth, but she would wait until he explained before she jumped to conclusions.

  He was sitting on the couch holding the menu out for her. She took a seat next to him, maybe she should keep her distance after what happened, but she didn’t want to. Her mom always told her that when you slept with someone, it was like a soul bond. You naturally wanted to be closer to them. Her mom was right; she felt like Enzo was in her heart, a part of her skin. She sat next to him on the couch taking the menu.

  “I’d like some beef and broccoli along with some pot stickers.” She gave him a smile before laying her head on his chest. She always wanted to touch him, but now she couldn’t help herself. Her body reached for his like it was the most natural thing in the world.

  He called Ven told him what they wanted and asked him to meet the delivery man when he came.

  “I owe you some answers, but can it wait until the food comes? Ven’s going to want to see you reassuring himself you’re all right.”

  “I’m not going away Enzo; it can wait.”

  Deja laid against him and talked to him about her childhood and her mom. She raised Deja by herself. Her dad died in a car crash when she was little, and it was just her and her mom.

  “When my mom died it was one of the hardest times in my life. She wasn’t old or worn down. Her doctor said she was healthy, but no one could tell me why she died. The doctors said sometimes it’s just your time. I miss her; she would have liked you. She would have said, ‘Deja that’s a fine specimen of a man, and he treats you right, hold on to that one.’” A smile played around her lips as she thought of her mom.

  The knock at the door had her sitting up and pulling the end of Enzo’s shirt down. Ven walked into the house carrying the food and watching her. She stood up and went over to him. She slowly turned around allowing him to see every inch of her.

  “I’m fine, Ven. There is nothing wrong with me. I’m not leaving you.”

  He sat the bag down and gathered her close in his arms for one of the tightest hugs she ever received. Then he turned and left.

  “I’ll see you in the morning.” He walked out the front door closing it silently behind him.

  She pic
ked up the food. “Who’s ready to eat?”

  Enzo pushed the couch back while she grabbed some plates. He laid out a blanket, and they ate picnic style on the living room floor. He ordered pepper steak and orange chicken. They traded food and laughed. When they finished, he cleaned up before pulling her close.

  “I think it’s time for those answers, but I’m not sure I know them all. I need to tell you a little more about my background. My planet is one of the five larger planets in our solar system. At one time all five planets were at war. Over the centuries many of the issues have been settled now only two of the planets are at war. As long as the two planets in question keep their conflict confined to their planets, the other planets ignore them. They act as if it wasn’t happening.

  “War can only happen for so long before too many brothers, and sons, sisters, and daughter’s die. Then there’s a cry for peace because the cost of peace isn’t as high as the cost of life. Except these planets resisted, they didn’t want to give up their war, so they created us in their image to carry on the war for them. We were considered replaceable. Each of us has material in our enzymatic profile that triggers the sensors on our planet that let the people around know we are not born Kur’iks.

  “We live in dormitory type housing on the outer rim of the planet, and we fight for months sometimes years in a rotation before we are allowed an off day. When we fell into your Earth’s gravitational pull, we were on a two-year rotation. We ate, slept, and fought. Sometimes we didn’t get a chance to eat or sleep.”

  He reached out and played with her hair amazed that she was still lying in his arms. How much longer would that last?

  “The war between the two planets had been going on for centuries, so they designed us with longer life spans, which meant they didn’t have to replace us as often. Only if we died in battle. They also gave us a ramped up sex drive and enhanced our bodies, but we’re born knowing that we’re not allowed to procreate and that we are unable to bond with a female. If we were to do something as crazy as try to impregnate a female, the child would be killed when he or she was born.

  “We never worried about that happening because we were only allowed to have sexual relations with females that were infertile. There was a rumor, more like a myth, that floated through the battalions when we weren’t fighting, that we could bond. It was risky and inevitable if you found the right female. There was a rumor that we would have no control, our teeth would grow, and we would sink them deep into the female. It would bond us together.

  “I never believed the rumor, none of us did. We thought it was just something to give us hope on cold nights when the reality of being alone until we died was more than we could handle.”

  Deja sat up and moved a little bit away from him. “You bonded us together? Is that marriage for your people?”

  “I think it’s a close as we can get to your term of marriage. When I bit you, I gave you some of my enzymes. Your still human but…”

  “But what? Will my eyes glow or my teeth grow sharp? Will I change into the animal you became? What will happen to me?”

  Why aren’t I freaking out on him? I should be crying, denying that anything happened. I should be running for the door.

  Please do all of those things, I will delight in reminding you about them later.

  You’ve lived through your version of hell. Is being bitten by Enzo that bad?

  Being bitten by him wasn’t freaking her out which is why she was freaking out. She wanted to have what she felt was the human response. The normal response, instead she was too interested in what she was learning and in the back of her mind she knew that he was alien all along and accepted the possibility that something could happen.

  “Why didn’t you warn me that this could happen?” That was the question she wanted to be answered.

  “I didn’t want to lose you, so I convinced myself that it was all rumors, and I didn’t need to be concerned.”

  She nodded that reasoning sounded familiar like when she didn’t tell him the truth about Matt for fear of him not wanting her. She could argue that this was bigger, and it was, but she understood.

  “Tell me about Ven.” She was still sitting away from him. She was sitting with her legs tucked under her, and her arms wrapped around her body. What she needed now was the truth.

  “I was on rotation for five years when I came off a beautiful infertile smiled at me. I thought she was playing a game, making fun of me for all her friends to see. Declyn convinced me to talk to her. Her name is Venize. I felt lucky when she invited me back to her place. We spent the night together, the next day we were called back for duty off to another rotation. I never saw her again. Eight years later we were back in that city we didn’t know how long it would be before they called us back to rotation.

  “I remember drinking that night. Declyn and I shared a room. Early that next morning my com went off waking both of us. It was a number I didn’t know. When I opened it, Venize was there. She told me that she somehow conceived a child from the time we were together. She had kept him under the radar for the last eight years, but now she was finally settling down, and her husband refused to raise the child of a Kur’ik warrior.

  “He was going to put Ven out on the streets. The minute a scanner picked up my blood in his veins, they would exterminate him like vermin. She pleaded with me to get to him first. While she was pleading Declyn and I were racing through the streets. He was so little to be almost eight. There was a scanner moving down the street. We ran to him burying him between our bodies. I think we almost crushed him. When the scanner moved to where we were, it could only read Declyn and myself, and because Ven is from my enzymes it read him as part of me.

  “We took him in but couldn’t tell anyone that he was my child. We told them that we rescued a new prototype that was heading to termination. If anyone knew about him, there was a chance that the wrong people would hear, they would kill him.”

  “I think you need to tell him.”

  “Your right. I’m still protecting Ven, but he has a right to know.”

  “I think he knows, but confirmation would be nice.”

  He nodded and waited. He would talk to Ven tomorrow, but today he needed to know if he lost Deja. Why hadn’t he been honest with her from the first day? Because humans didn’t do well with knowing they were sharing their planet with a more advanced species.

  Well, what are you going to do?

  We should run isn’t that what normal women would do?

  Being normal is overrated, and we should give it up for Lent.

  Lent is over.

  What do you think I should do? She asked the feral part of her. That part that wasn’t as scary to her now.

  We should go with our heart.

  They all turned around to look at love who was standing close to them having come out of the corner.

  I say we see what tomorrow brings.

  She nodded and stood up going to the bathroom. The animal nature in her was more pronounced now. She smiled, and her canine teeth were a little sharper nothing that anyone would notice except her dentist. Her nails were in cute little points. She’d seen more than one picture of women getting their nails done like that, but she wouldn’t need a manicure to keep them. She ran one down her skin. They could do some serious damage if she needed to defend herself.

  Her eyes didn’t glow although the brown of them seemed lighter. She was different it would take time to understand the full change, but while she was waiting there was one thing she wanted to do. She ran out the bathroom and threw herself at Enzo, and she expected him to catch her, and he did.

  She gave him a kiss and whispered in his ear, “I’m not going anyplace. You're stuck with me.”

  Chapter Twenty-two

  Deja woke up, held in Enzo’s arm.

  “Good morning.” She gave him a smile. He was propped up a little on the pillow watching her sleep.

  “Good morning to you.”

  She reached up and pulled him down t
o get her morning kiss. He delved deep kissing her like he was afraid she would disappear at any moment. With a little move she rolled over on him, but he backed away fast.

  “Enzo?” They made love three times last night, and she knew he wasn’t shy so what was wrong.

  “Everything’s fine.”

  She nodded, “We promised truth between us. So if you say everything’s fine.”

  His shoulders stiffened. “Deja, I want you. I can’t help it. Your scent has been driving me crazy while you slept. Your silky skin is tempting me. I want to be in you, buried deep. I’m trying to control it.”

  She rolled over again, this time, he didn’t back away. “Don’t control it, Enzo. My body is calling out for yours. I want to touch you, feel you deep inside of me.”

  He leaned over and licked her neck where he bit her. That spot on her shoulder felt connected to her pussy making her cream the moment he touched it. A moan came out her mouth as she bared her neck for him.

  Her hands pressed against his chest as she turned him over. Her body was changing, but so far it had been for the better. She ran her sharp nails down his chest, and he groaned. She stretched her body out on his before lowering her head to play with his nipples.

  “I love these,” she whispered before taking one into her mouth. She sucked softly at first, tenderly.

  His hand came up to hold her head to him. It was one of the things she was learning about her warrior. When she treated his body with tenderness, it got him off. He acted as if he had never experienced kindness or warmth.

  “Deja,” Her name came out on a hiss of pleasure as he encouraged her to suck harder.

  Her teeth nipped at his nipple causing him to buck beneath her. She smiled and switched nipples. He liked that she repeated it sucking gently on his nipple at first, then licking it before she nipped at it. She ran her nails over his nipples watching them pebble even harder.

  She loved his small sounds. They were deep and throaty turning her on in ways she didn’t know existed. She kissed down his body stroking him, paying homage to him as a male with her hands and lips.