Their Alpha Bitch

by Fran Lee

  “I love you, too. That was amazing, Dune.” She could barely get the words out. They lay together as the young wolf licked the back of her shoulder and kissed his way down her spine before he placed a wet, open mouthed kiss on her ass cheek.

  “Anytime, sweet thing…but we aren’t finished quite yet…” He slid from the bed and carried her into the shower, where he soaped their bodies and then pinned her to the wall while he fucked her thoroughly beneath the hot spray, bringing her to climax yet again.

  Chapter Seven

  Vincent Draga read the crumpled letter once more, his anger growing along with his fangs. Three of his loyal followers from the Dumont pack had brought it to him when they, too, had defected. So the Dumont wolves had managed to convince that half human bitch to join them in their mating frenzy. They were one step closer to claiming the pack’s full backing and loyalty with that move. His new pack was small, with a few select assassins and enough full blood bitches to keep his fighters loyal to him. The Kennards had planned to steal the hybrid before the Dumont sons could take her to mate, which would have made his coup much simpler. But the old man had found out about their plans and had squelched them.

  He lifted his grey gaze to the three massive males who flanked his desk, and he snarled. “If the bitch gets pregnant, we are royally fucked. She needs to be taken out of the picture. Do you understand?” Keeping the other two Dumont siblings out of the equation when Peter took that Grayson bitch as his mate had made it simpler to take over by defeating Peter Dumont, since neither of the younger Dumont brothers was involved in running the pack.

  “But having Peter’s three sons working hard to get a pup on the DeWolf bitch isn’t going to stop me. Take her and fuck her as much as you want, but get her away from them now…”

  “Gladly,” Aaron Kennard growled with a wicked leer. “If anyone gets a pup on that piece, it’ll be me. And even if she’s already been gotten by a Dumont, I will claim the pup as mine. After me and mine have fucked her for a month, she’ll be ruined for the Dumonts. They won’t want her back. They’ll just find another willing bitch and do their best to get her pregnant.”

  “And by that time, the little halfling should be big carrying our pup…or pups…” Jerrod Kennard grinned wolfishly at his older brother. “Our bitches drop litters most of the time.”

  Vincent growled softly. He originally had planned to take the hybrid for his own, but he had proven to be sterile. He would have to rely on the Kennard boys to whelp up some litters to increase his pack. But they needed to have more than one shared mate to do that. Or they needed to fuck as many of the bitches he’d brought with him to get them pregnant before they took the hybrid for their mate. He smiled and made that suggestion to Aaron before sending the males off to make plans.

  There was no reason at all for the Kennards not to allow him, as their alpha, to make use of their mate for a few weeks, knowing him to be sterile. After they’d fucked her enough to make sure the pack knew she‘d been mated, Vincent would pull rank on the brothers and get her to himself for a time.

  He’d sure as hell waited long enough.

  Knowing that Peter Dumont had invited the DeWolfs to join his pack for the female halfling they had birthed shortly after their arrival, he had begun to plot his takeover quietly. He had ordered his lieutenants to set that fire, making sure that the child had been safely out of the house that night. He had planned to swoop in and claim the child as his ward to secure her for his own future, but the Dumonts had preempted him by claiming her parents had asked them to care for the child should anything happen to them. They’d even put that request into writing.

  He’d been overjoyed when Kenna DeWolf had skipped out on the Dumonts after the Kennards had tried to steal her. He had hoped to get to her before the widow and her sons could reach her, but again, his lieutenants had failed him.

  Those weak bastards would never fail him again…

  He would have to trust the Kennards to do what the others had been unable to manage. Knowing that they wanted her made it simple to use them for his own needs. Let them have her body as a reward for serving him well…and then she would be in his bed…subject to his wants and needs. And the thought of fucking a pregnant female made him hard with need. Her sweet succulent cunt would be tighter…more delicious. And as he reached slowly to open his crowded pants, he began to think of all the things he would do to her when she was in his bed…

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  The Dumont compound was readied for any possible kind of attack over the next forty-eight hours. Mace and Gant had met with the Lieutenants and had alerted them to the defection of several of their higher-ranked assassin warriors. Not only had the Kennards followed Vincent, but also the Lightfoot brothers. They had taken half a dozen of the unmated females with them, obviously hoping to keep the males in line by providing for their sexual needs.

  News was filtering in from various surrounding packs that Vincent was promising rich rewards to any who joined his growing pack. He was even going so far as to promise cash rewards for the heads of the Dumont alpha and his siblings…and the capture of their hybrid mate.

  It wasn’t lost on the brothers that there were rewards on their heads…but their mate was wanted alive and well. Mace had abandoned his immediate plans to take Kenna to the cabin and keep her in his bed for three days. He was far more concerned with keeping her from being stolen.

  After Dune had spent the afternoon enjoying their mate, Mace had forgone the pleasure of joining her. He hadn’t slept in two days, working with Gant around the clock to secure their compound and solidify their alliances with other packs. So when he finally sank into a tub of hot water to ease his aching muscles, he was not expecting to hear the bathroom door open softly, nor to see Kenna slip into the steamy room, deliciously naked.

  “I didn’t mean to wake you…” he rumbled softly, feeling his cock coming to life beneath the steaming water. “Did the others come to bed?”

  He watched, mesmerized, as she padded across the tiled floor, threw her leg over the edge of the tub, and turned to sink down over his lap in the hot water. Her slim hands cupped his aching cock, and massaged his tightening balls as she leaned in to kiss him sweetly.

  “They are sound asleep. I think I wore them out…but I missed you. Are you too worn out to fuck me, Mace? Because I need you so badly, I think I’ll die if you say no…”

  He eased his hips lower in the water, reclining against the back of the tub, and he pulled her down over him, biting his lip as her silky cunt swallowed every hard, hungry inch of him. “I love it when you talk dirty…” he rasped, flexing his hips upward to press his tip to the mouth of her womb.

  Her sweet round breasts floated on top of the steamy water, and he bent forward to capture a pebbled nipple. “Mmm…” he murmured as he sucked the areola deep into his mouth, while he ran his tongue back and forth over the nipple. He felt her hot, wet sheath clamp around his cock as she gasped and he slid his thumb down between their bodies to press against the side of her clit as she rode him with panting breaths.

  “God, Mace…you feel so good inside me. Yes…just like that…” her words were quick and ended with a cry of pleasure as she arched and pulled his head tight against her breast. He spent his hot semen inside her clenching cunt, sucking deeply on her breast as his fingers cupped around the trembling globe.

  It was several minutes later when he eased away from her nipple and kissed her breast softly. “I’m sorry if I was too rough. Your breasts make me crazy…”

  “Your mouth makes me crazy. I love it on my nipples. You can make me come just by sucking, darling…”

  He heard the soft endearment, and his heart swelled. He snaked his tongue over her swollen nipple and nipped at it gently. “I suppose the others have told you already that they adore you…”

  She caught his head between her hands and bent to kiss him. “Yes.”

  “You realize that it’s true, don’t you? They truly love you.” His throat was constricted.<
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  “I know.” She smiled down into his face as she slowly moved her hips, teasing his still hard cock that was locked tightly inside her sheath. He groaned and closed his eyes with pleasure before he opened them to meet her gaze again.

  “I never was much good with words, sweetness…” his voice was a rasp as he flexed his hips upward to meet her downward thrust. “You must know by now that we all love you deeply…”

  She paused in the middle of a long slide onto his cock, and her eyes widened slightly. “Are you trying to tell me something, Mace?”

  He swallowed the constriction that threatened to block his air, and he felt her finish the delicious slide and press her pussy against his groin. His arms drew her so tight to his chest, he was afraid he would make it impossible for her to breathe. He buried his lips in the hair at her temple, and he whispered raggedly, “I’m trying to tell you how much you mean to me…that I love you with every breath that I take. I’m not good with words like Gant and Dune. I need you more than breath. I want you every moment of the day and night. Please don’t ever send me away, Kenna…I’ll die…”

  His ragged words made her heart leap in her breast. Of all her mates, Mace was the one who had stolen her heart so long ago, and after years of thinking he couldn’t bear the sight of her, his confession of love hit her the hardest. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and ran her fingers through his wet hair lovingly.

  “Why would I send you away, Mace?” She kissed his eyes and then his mouth slowly. “I love you so much it hurts to be away from you.”

  Lying in the slowly cooling tub, wrapped in his arms and slowly riding his lean hips with shuddering thrusts, Kenna wondered at her insatiable need for her mates…especially Mace. The revelation that her parents had been half-breed wolves had made her understand some of the feelings that she experienced while enjoying her three lusty mates, but if she was part wolf, why had Aunt Maggie and Uncle Pete never told her? Why had they hidden that fact from her?

  She was certain they had hidden the fact of her wolf heritage for a reason, but why? She ran her tongue along Mace’s throat, enjoying the slow flex of his hips upward, and the feel of his big hands as he fondled her breasts. His voice was a deep rumble as he murmured, “We should get out of the water before you turn into a pink, sexy prune…”

  “Then you’d better make me come again. I won’t be able to move once we are out of the tub.”

  “Anything for you, baby…” He lifted his hips hard as she bucked against him, her breathing ragged and her eyes filled with pure wild lust. She realized that the water was draining from the tub as Mace readjusted her on his body and began to ram deep and hard as cooler air surrounded them.

  “Come for me…now…” he rasped as he dragged her hard down over his cock and she felt hot semen flood her again. The intensity of his command threw her over the edge of the cliff they had been clinging to, and she joined him in the wild, ecstatic orgasm that made her body shatter into billions of hot spasms of joy.

  The water was gone as Mace wrapped his arms around her and carefully rose to his knees in the tub, before rising to his feet. She was still wrapped tightly around him. He was still buried deep inside her clenched sheath. Every slow move his body made as he climbed out of the tub telegraphed into hers, and as he sank onto the closed toilet seat lid and began to towel her dry, she whispered hoarsely, “I’m…coming…again…”

  Mace felt her body clutch him tight as she began to shudder with pleasure once again, and he closed his eyes as her clenching muscles milked his still hard cock. He gasped as his body tightened and responded to her demand. “Fuck, baby…oh, gods! Yesss…” He lowered his mouth to her shoulder, and as his teeth lengthened and slid into her wet skin, and her sweet hot blood filled his mouth, he felt as if his body was turning inside out, straining to give her more of everything.

  Shit! He was turning…

  Kenna was shuddering with reaction as he bit her again. A sudden desperate need to bite him, too as her orgasm tore through her brought her mouth to the heavy muscle on top of his shoulder. A blinding need filled her, and she sensed that something was changing within his body…his voice had turned to a rumbling snarl as he sucked at the wound he had inflicted. She felt his hands clutch at her hips…felt the lengthening nails dragging gently over her wet skin. His thick, stiff cock seemed to get even thicker and longer, and her breasts were rasping against a chest that felt much heavier…and hairy.

  A rumbling growl vibrated against her neck, and as his cock seemed to expand to fill her entire pelvis, she sank her own sharp teeth into his hot skin and…snarled.

  A white hot orgasm seized her, and she buried her nails in the hard, shaking muscles of his back as he began to hump beneath her wildly, his body shuddering and seeming to grow bigger by the second. His mouth lifted from her shoulder, and his voice, deeper and almost vicious, rasped harshly beside her ear.

  “Now you’ve done it, sweetness…no way out now. We’re locked. Just go with it…I can’t stop until you get it all…”

  “Fuck me Mace…” Her own voice sounded rough, harsh as she licked at the hot blood on his shoulder. “I want you deeper…oh, fuck…you are so big…yesss…”

  He reached between their locked bodies and slid his fingers in a vee over her throbbing, swollen clit to scissor it roughly as they clung together, gasping and snarling.

  “Oh, yesss…” she panted, jerking her pelvis in a cantering movement on his lap. “So good…”

  “Just don’t try to get off me, sweetling…that’s it…ah, gods! That’s it…” Mace’s growl against her sweat-slick throat was the biggest turn-on!

  “I…am…not…going…anywhere…” she growled as she bit his shoulder again and sucked at his hot, delicious blood. He threw his head back and…howled…

  The unending orgasm made her feel as if her heart would burst…the monster cock buried so tight and deep seemed to grow even longer, and she threw back her own head and let out a shriek of exultation that ended in a howl much like his.

  Mace opened his eyes to glare a warning as the bathroom door opened, and his siblings stopped dead in their tracks to stare at him. He knew he was half-turned…his body bigger and his muscles heavier and thicker…his hair longer and his claws clamped possessively around her hips, their tips dragging gently over her quivering body. He also knew that his face had lengthened, his ears had changed shape, and his eyes had changed from round and green to the oval golden green of his wolf form.

  Gant’s eyes weren’t on him, though…they were on Kenna. His older sibling wavered for a moment between his human form and his wolf form, and when his oval eyes shifted back to meet Mace’s, he nodded.

  She’s changing…

  Mace pulled her hot, shuddering body tighter over his still-coming cock.

  It’s a shitty night for her first change…with the Draga pack out there…

  Dune was trembling like a leaf as his big body began to waver between human and wolf. We’ll be with you, bro. We’ll cover your backs…

  Let the pack know. I don’t know how long I’ll be locked in her…I’m too fucking hot to relax and stop coming…

  Lucky fucker…Dune finally gave in to his change, and with a short yelp of pain, he allowed his wolf to come. He lay panting on the bathroom tiles, his big black body shivering as his muscles and bones stopped shifting.

  Gant followed suit, and the huge silver grey wolf sank onto his belly beside Dune to wait for Mace and Kenna to come back from their mutual ecstasy.

  So, you think you can shut that thing off and let her finish her first change?

  Not on your life. These things take time…

  Figured you’d say that…

  Hope she doesn’t get all bitchy after her change. I would love to catch her and take her.

  Fuck that, bro! I am way younger and faster than either of you…

  Chapter Eight

  Her body was trembling…she sensed her other mates close by, but something was happening, an
d she couldn’t quite think straight. Mace’s powerful body was holding her immobile, her body locked to his tightly as he seemed to grow and change. When she could at last move a little on his lap, and his cock seemed to slowly grow less immense inside her, she realized that the intense orgasm had subsided, and she could almost think again. She opened her eyes to blink down at Dune and Gant, who lay on the cool bathroom tiles in their full wolf forms.

  “I’m so…dizzy…” she mumbled, and heard her voice come out like a growl. Mace shifted her slightly, his cock slipping gently from her tingling pussy. “What’s happening to me?” Her body was hot…shaking…and she realized that Mace’s face was different. His golden-green eyes watched her expectantly. “You…you are changing…”

  He inhaled deeply, and his nostrils flared. “Let it come, Kenna…let it come, baby…” His voice was rough, almost a growl. He closed his eyes and bared his very sharp, full set of fangs, and she jumped off his lap like a shot, backing away as he threw his head back and finished the change that he’d started while she was clenching him deep inside.

  Panic shot through her, and when she got a good look at herself in the big mirror over the double sinks, she totally lost it.

  WTF!

  Pain shot through every muscle and bone in her body. Her heart felt as if it might explode. The face that stared back at her was hers…but it wasn’t. And as the shot of agony tore through her, the face…and body…changed drastically. She tried to scream, but it came out as a howl.

  Oh God…I’m gonna die…

  You won’t. The pain will stop. The first time is always the hardest.

  Gant’s deep voice inside her mind made her gasp and stare at the huge silver grey beast. She sank to the floor, and screamed…howled…until her throat ached.

  This isn’t happening…this isn’t real…

  Let it happen, sweet thing…don’t fight it so hard. Let it come…