WOLF (Wolf River Book 1)

by Alaska Angelini

  “Mmmmmph.” The long drawn out word didn’t make sense and I didn’t care to figure it out. I lapped over her guarded, most intimate area, and went back for more. I sucked against the fabric—lost in the emotional ecstasy that overwhelmed me. Erin wiggled, but I held her secure as I used my teeth to move the barrier over to the side. My tongue was already pushing into her entrance, needing to taste even more of who she was. The wave of heat that followed was just as scorching as when I’d taken off her pants. My skin became enflamed as if I had a fever and it was only rising with each pump of her hips.

  Wetness flourished under my thrusting, filling me with a crazed sense of satisfaction. I stayed zeroed in on my movements and how she responded to them. When I pulled off her panties and swept my tongue to flick over her clit, the spasms were automatic. Erin’s legs jerked, only to spread wider and wrap around me, pulling me in as I plunged back into her channel. The sweetness of her cum sent my pulse spiking in a frantic cadence. A sound of pain left me and I couldn’t break away to reach for the cracking along my side.

  Fuck this was bad. The following twinges cleared the fog of what was happening, but not for long. I was standing and spinning her back over to her stomach as I fumbled with my pants. More sounds came and the fear she suddenly threw off had me diving forward to cover her. Slowly, I kicked the pants off, rubbing my nose along the side of her face while she began to calm.

  “Spread your legs for me, baby.” I was already holding my thick length, tracing the head of my cock over her wet slit as I brought back her arousal. Erin hesitated before she eased open another few inches.

  “After tonight, you’re not going to want to be without this. You and I share something. Something we don’t even understand. I know you feel it.”

  My arm looped under and across her chest, holding tightly to her shoulder while I denied my need to rush. I eased a finger deep inside of her pussy. The way her entrance hugged to the digit had me clenching my jaw as I rubbed her insides with my thrusts. When I slid in another, stretching her, continuous sounds filled the room. My pace grew faster, the impatience testing every limit I had.

  “Feels good, doesn’t it?” I removed my fingers, sucking her juices clean. I immediately went back for more. With each sample, it became even harder to hold back. But for both of us. She was crying out. Begging me for more with her sounds.

  I slid my arm down to hook on her hips as I lifted her to her knees. When her head rose, I pushed it back to the mattress.

  “Shh,” I breathed out, positioning myself behind her. Her pussy was beautiful, calling me in as I stared at the way she was spread wide.

  I gripped around the base of my cock, going back to rub the head along the wetness covering her folds. The tip dipped into her entrance, but I didn’t plunge forward like I wanted. I continued the up and down rhythm until my cock was aching in agony. Only then did I inch into her tight channel. Something between a moan and groan tore from her throat and I held to the pleasure and pain of how perfect she was, enveloping me. She was so Goddamn tight that it was a glorious torture.

  “Fuuuck.” I withdrew the head, pushing further as she tried to spread her legs even more. Her hips arched and I pushed even further. My fingers laced in her hair and I held to her as I pulled back and buried myself completely. The warmth and pulsing of her channel had me holding still inside of her. I had to remember this exact feeling. Our first time.

  “No,” I said, yanking her hair tighter. “Don’t move.”

  The hum of her voice had me reaching forward in a daze to pull down the gag. Heavy breaths followed.

  “I don’t want you to stop. Please.”

  “Oh, I’m not stopping. We’re only just beginning.” I leaned forward, placing my palm between her shoulder blades, keeping her still as I started slow thrusts. My other hand reached underneath her and in the same leisurely pace, I rubbed over her folds.

  “You wanted me to stop at first, didn’t you?”

  Erin’s fingers flexed against my stomach and she nodded through her soft cries.

  “I didn’t stop though, did I? I knew what you wanted. What you needed. God, you don’t know fucking hot you make me.” I slammed my cock into her hard, causing her to cry out. Wetness flourished even more and I withdrew, only to plunge even deeper.

  “Alex.”

  “Say it again.” My fingertips pushed into the softness of her back, testing the feel. I eased, only to squeeze into her flesh harder as my thrusts increased.

  “Alex.”

  “Again,” I nearly yelled.

  “Alex!” Her scream came the moment I slammed into her. Her pussy clenched around me like a vice and I knew she was close. I locked both of my arms around her chest as I lifted us to our knees.

  “You’re going to want to come again soon, but you’re not going to. You’re going to wait until I say. I want to taste you again. I want what’s mine.”

  One of my hands settled on her shoulder, easing her forward, while the other continued to work over her clit. Without her hands free, Erin’s balance was under my control. Everything about what was happen was because of me. She lived because I said so, she came because I made it happen… Power. It was vital in my moment and I missed nothing.

  “Alex?”

  I pumped into her hard, ignoring her uncertainty. She had her order and she’d obey it. It was ingrained in who she was. I sensed it.

  My cock thickened, but I held off the need to release, dragging it out for minutes. Half an hour. Longer. I pushed her to the far reaches of what she was capable of. Tears fell to the comforter and her pussy was so tight around me. I knew the small movement of my fingers was going to bring on her orgasm.

  “Ask my permission. I want to hear you say it.”

  A sob echoed around the room and dark hair hung around her as she looked back at me through the strands. The sway from my hard pounding burned the vision into my mind, making time our own.

  “May I come, please?” she whispered through trembling lips.

  I pulled out, letting her fall forward as I buried my face in her pussy. The orgasm was immediate. She thrashed, crying out, wave after wave as her release coated my mouth. The animal in me roared and I barely recalled spinning her on her back and tearing off her bra. Her breasts swayed at the force and I was suddenly filling her again, thrusting so hard that her screams overpowered the pulse I’d spent the entire time listening to. I knew I needed to slow down. Knew I was hurting her, but I couldn’t stop. My monster drove me harder. So much so that her sob grated through my humanity, making it flare. Making me realize how far I’d gone.

  Shame still didn’t stop me. And deep down, I did feel shame. I was terrified of what I was doing, regardless that my wolf continued greedily. I was out of control, and for the life of me I couldn’t regain power. I pounded into her viciously while visions blinded me of my teeth biting into the junction of her neck. It was clear I was the dominant one, but I wanted more. To prove to her that she was mine and I was never going to let her go. Ever. I was teetering on a dangerous cliff I was petrified of falling over. And if this continued between us, at some point I would.

  “Alex!”

  Erin’s voice calling out had me blinking through the darkness within. Flickers of sanity appeared, but they didn’t last as one word repeated like a broken record in my head. MINE.

  I lowered, locking my fingers back through her hair, and grinding into her pussy, deep. Her lips parted and she gasped as I let my cum shoot inside of her. There was only reason behind my action. Even though I couldn’t be with her, the wolves would know who she belonged to. My scent would carry and the consequences would be obvious. I would kill them if they messed with what was mine. Fuck, I’d mutilate anyone who got too close. I’d kill them all.

  Wolf

  I stayed in a constant state of one with the elements around me. The ground I crouched upon, the trees that rustled above, the wolves that always kept close to my side—our energy remained merged, feeding and torturing my mon
ster with the flow of life. It mingled with the fury that pulsed through my veins until I nearly howled in my longing to bring death.

  Dark hair blew back from the wind and as I stared at the woman getting into her car, I couldn’t exactly remember why I was watching her. The desire for her blood was strong, but so was the need to destroy the man hiding a few hundred feet off to my side.

  I’d been here before. Numerous times—days—weeks? Everything was a blur as I focused on the woman’s face. Seconds went by, and memories began flooding in. I was suddenly able to place the investigator and Alex, even though I knew the recollection wouldn’t last long.

  A malicious smile pulled at my lips and my human form began to crawl along the earth. My fingers dug into the damp dirt while I snapped at one of the wolves who got too close. Alex, the one like me, he was always within proximity to the woman. Day or night, it didn’t matter. He remained in the shadows, stalking the human I wanted—while I stalked him.

  His aura was overwhelming. Too strong and protective for the liking of my beast. It kept me cautious as I pushed deeper in the woods, watching, manipulating ways to make him disappear. Hate and jealousy at the intimacy they had shared returned to my memory. I could still see them on the lookout. Still smell her arousal as if it were me causing it. But I hadn’t—he had. And even the damned wolves who I led couldn’t kill him.

  My eyes cut up and I growled as Alex ran off to catch up with her. Drool trailed down my chin and the corrupt cravings pushed back through, throwing off my focus to follow him. Pure blood—my blood—called for me.

  It was almost time.

  Chapter 13

  Erin

  I walked the fine line of regret. The emotion was something I never tried to sway toward, but I wasn’t sure what to do or what was happening between me and Alex. I thought our night together had been amazing. He’d done things to me that I didn’t think I’d ever forget. But it must not have been the same for him. Weeks had gone by since we’d spent the night together and I hadn’t seen him since. Well, I had seen him, but I hadn’t spoken to him.

  He was everywhere—like a ghost. One I couldn’t get rid of or communicate with. He was in the distance around the homes I investigated, and along my property line. The moment I saw him or looked twice, he’d disappear. Even stopping by his home to see what the hell was going on didn’t work. He wouldn’t open the door. When I found it unlocked, he was nowhere to be found. It drove me crazy. The only reason I knew I wasn’t losing my mind was because he’d mentioned keeping an eye on me. He’d warned me he’d watch over me, and damned if I had taken him serious at the time.

  I took a sip of the water provided by Mr. Dennis and glanced between him and his wife. They weren’t being helpful. Hell, they’d almost not even let me in. This was my third attempt in trying to speak with them and they had finally broken down when they realized I wasn’t giving up. It was further than I’d gotten with anyone else. All I could do was bury myself in my work since Alex wasn’t around, but it was for nothing. No one wanted to talk. It didn’t matter how many times I’d show up or try to convince them I was here to help, they were uncommunicative. In short, I was getting nowhere, and I wasn’t sure how much longer this could go on.

  “So you never saw anything suspicious in this town or the woods around the time of any of the attacks?”

  They looked at each other and both of them shook their heads.

  “What about gossip? Have you heard any stories that might have stuck out as odd to you?”

  Mr. Dennis pressed his lips together and did a quick shake. “Nope. I’m afraid not.”

  “Alright. I’ll be blunt.” My temper sparked and I picked up the folder from the table. “What about the wolves here in town? Have you noticed them acting braver than usual? What about werewolves? Heard any stories of those in the last, hmm, let’s say forty years?”

  The couple were older, maybe in their late fifties.

  “Ms. Billings, I’m sorry, but we can’t help you. We know nothing.”

  “Then tell me, Mr. Dennis. What killed off your cows? I’d suggest that maybe it was the savage pack you have in this town, and don’t get me wrong, I’m not an expert, but the last I heard, wolves’ nails aren’t as thick as the ones that tore the hide right off your prize bull. Do you want this to continue? Do you want someone else to die because you can’t be honest by supplying a simple theory? Help me,” I stressed. “Help me figure out what is happening to the livestock and people that inhabit this town.”

  I was damn near yelling by the time I finished. I adjusted on the sofa, not all able to push Alex from my mind. God, was it all just a dream? If it wasn’t for the new bruises or discomfort I had had during the days following, I may have convinced myself that I’d invented the whole thing up.

  “I’m sorry. Clearly we’re wasting each other’s time.” I stood, watching as Mrs. Dennis jumped to her feet.

  “We don’t know what it is,” she rushed out.

  “Rose!”

  “Don’t you ‘Rose’ me,” she said, glaring at her husband. “I’m tired of living in fear.” She gestured to me. “Please sit, Ms. Billings.”

  I didn’t argue or say a word as I complied.

  “The story of werewolves—”

  “Rose,” he hissed.

  “The story of werewolves,” she continued, “goes back as far as I can remember. I was a child the first time mother mentioned it as she ushered us inside just before dark. We were raised not to go out after sunset. And full moons…” she shuddered, wrapping her arms around her stomach. “Whether it’s coincidence or not, something almost always ends up dead on a full moon. Now, werewolf, I don’t know. I can tell you one thing…” she glanced at her husband before turning back to me. “Whatever it is, it’s big and deadly, and I don’t want any part of it.”

  My head nodded and although I felt happy that someone had actually given me their thoughts, it still didn’t help. I knew nothing more than when I had come.

  “Thank you.” I grabbed out one of my cards. “Please, if you can remember anything else, or something happens, contact me. I can be over in a matter of minutes.”

  I stood and they followed, escorting me out. I didn’t make it two steps before snow began to fall. The ground was already covered in a layer of the stuff and now it looked like there would be more. Shit.

  My eyes scanned the area, looking for Alex as I headed for my car. When there was no sign of him, I pulled out and took off down the road. His truck was at the stop sign ahead and I cursed under my breath, stepping on the gas.

  I slammed my hand into the horn, pushing the car even faster when he turned onto the main road. Within seconds I was at the stop sign, turning to catch up with him. He didn’t seem to be in a hurry. I caught up, following as he turned on the dirt road that led to both of our cabins. When he headed toward mine, I tried to slow the adrenaline. Anger didn’t compare to what I felt. I was desperate. And the following me around… That only made everything worse. His constant presence wouldn’t let me forget. My body stilled burned for him and every day the need grew.

  The truck pulled off to the side of the main parking and I moved in beside him, slamming the car in park. I was out before he so much as rolled down his window. As I approached, he stared ahead, a hard look on his face.

  “Roll it down.”

  I didn’t knock on the window like I wanted. I knew he heard me.

  Slowly, he cranked it down.

  “What are you doing? You can’t just disappear and then follow me around like some … stalker.”

  Alex glanced over, turning to face the front again. “I told you I would. Just because its daytime doesn’t mean you’re safe.”

  My lips separated and I shook my head, confused. “Safe? From what, the wolves? I haven’t seen a single one since you ran them off.”

  “They’re worse than ever. Just because you don’t see them doesn’t mean they’re not there.”

  I pressed my lips together, hating what
I was about to say. It made me feel vulnerable, and his rejection brought on pain I wasn’t used to.

  “Alex. What the hell happened? I didn’t think anything more would occur between us, but a simple goodbye when you left would have sufficed. Following me around, but avoiding me… I’m so confused. If you regret what happened, just say so.”

  His head lowered and I watched his jaw repeatedly tighten. “Regret? I don’t regret it at all.” He grew silent and time stretched as the snow began to soak through my hair. I wanted to yell at him to talk to me. To say something. Luckily, he continued before I made things worse. “That was the best night of my life, Erin. I know that probably sounds stupid to you, but it’s the truth. I haven’t been with a woman since before…” he trailed off, angrily tossing his ball cap on the dash to run his fingers through his hair. “It was amazing. Too good. But I got out of hand. I want more. I want…” He pinned me with a stare and I couldn’t stop the gasp. The golden color I’d seen before was so prominent that it took my breath away.

  “Get inside,” he growled. “I want to be sure you make it in safely.”

  He was already turned away, already staring ahead. I noticed his knuckles were white as he went back to holding the steering wheel.

  “Alex, look at me.”

  “Inside.”

  “I will not go until you look at me,” I exploded.

  “That’s it.”

  The engine to the truck died and I stepped out of the way as he threw the door open and got out. His steps were fast, but I managed to duck and side-step out of his reach as he lunged forward.

  “Erin, this isn’t a joke. Get inside.”

  “Or what? You’re going to make me?”

  “It’ll be dark soon. I don’t want you out here.”

  I laughed, maneuvering just out of his reach for the second time. “Oh, that’s right, because tomorrow is the full moon and it’s supposed to be just as dangerous tonight as it will be then.”

  “Laugh all you want. I don’t think you’ll be laughing when that sun sets tomorrow.”