by Dawn Wilder
I'd make sure of it.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her mouth.
I'd take that as a yes.
I kissed her how she was asking to be kissed, more than happy to oblige. We ground our hips against each other, my hardness gliding against her slick softness.
One of her hands moved off my neck to grab my ass, squeezing my cheeks, her fingers digging in until it was almost painful.
I felt a surge go through my cock.
The world tilted as she flipped us over, not breaking the kiss as she adjusted her hips against mine.
Reaching down between us, she grabbed my cock and gave it a few firm strokes that had me bucking against her.
She straddled my hips, steadying my cock with a hand at its base.
“I need to fuck you, Griff.”
I groaned.
“No argument here,” I managed to get out.
I looked into her flushed face, flushed with arousal as her eyes bored into mine.
I was always the dominant in bed. But Reina made me want to say yes ma'am as I let her take the reigns.
I jerked a little as she sank down just enough for her molten entrance to kiss my leaking head before pulling back up again.
“Careful,” I growled. “Payback can be a real bitch.”
Her grin was sharp and wicked.
“I hope so.”
I chuckled as I folded my arms behind my head, letting her set whatever pace she wanted.
Even if it killed me.
I tried not to think about all the men she must have been with since I'd seen her last.
It didn't matter. She was here with me now.
I tried to relax as she slowly seated herself on me, sheathing my hardness in her soft grip. My cock slid in slowly as she twisted and pushed, biting her lip in concentration as she worked for the penetration.
My skin broke out in goosebumps as she slowly sat down, her hips flushed with mine, the tightness making my toes curl and my cock surge.
She stayed there for a minute or two, allowing her body to adjust as she smoothed her hands up and down my torso.
I felt her squeeze down on me experimentally.
I gasped at the vice like grip.
She looked up and grinned.
And did it again.
She chuckled as I cursed.
My breathing was ragged and I'd broken out in a light sweat by the time she finally pulled herself up off me.
And pushed back down again.
She hummed as I groaned at the delicious friction.
She settled into slow, long thrusts, her eyes a little unfocused as she concentrated on the sensations.
I watched as my cock speared in and out of her, the length glistening with our combined arousal.
Fuck.
“Fuck. You're so tight.”
“You're...not exactly...small,” she got out between breaths.
And then we both grunted as she rubbed her clit against me as she seated me fully in her again.
I looked up at her, her face strained as she stared down at where I was buried in her to the hilt.
“Reina.” Her darkened eyes slowly moved to meet mine. “Move.”
She kept her eyes locked on mine as she pulled up gently.
And pushed back down forcefully.
My eyes closed at the sensations and my head fell back onto the pillow.
Yes. That was exactly how I wanted it. How I needed it.
She rode me hard and fast. She used me, used my cock to satisfy her hungry body. She leaned down to bite at my neck and my shoulders hard enough that I knew I'd be marked.
And I loved it.
I wanted all of it and more.
I started pushing back against her until the sound of our damp hips slapping together could probably be heard outside. Everyone would know exactly what was happening if they passed anywhere near the cabin.
I didn't care.
We were both focused on harder, faster. Reina's grip on my cock didn't let up, her pace didn't falter as she kept pumping my cock in and out of her body.
She was like a machine, her rhythm exact, her control perfect.
I wanted her to lose some of that pretty control.
The next time I bottomed out inside her, I reached between us and pinched her clitoris, slowing her withdrawal until she was cursing.
But she didn't tell me to stop.
Her control snapped, her thrusts erratic as she bent over me and clamped her teeth over my shoulder. I felt them sink into me and knew I'd bleed.
Good. I wanted everyone to know we'd been together.
That we were together.
I moved my hands down to clamp onto her hips, steadying her as I added my thrusts to hers, my eyes taking her in, from her sweaty face to her bouncing breasts, to the glistening cleft that my cock speared in and out of.
She was real and gorgeous.
And mine.
That thought triggered me.
My brain completely blanked as I came hard, spurting into her, coming until I wondered if I even had any more to give.
She growled against my shoulder, pushed hard against the fingers I still had moving against her.
I felt her release encompass me as she slung himself as close as she could, clamping down around me as her teeth stayed in my skin.
I felt owned, overwhelmed.
I felt possessed.
It was perfect. Better than anything I could have imagined over the years.
With one push, Reina collapsed on top of me, pushing me down flat under her. My cock stayed inside her, softening but still hard enough not to fall out yet.
She pulled her teeth out gently and I winced a little. She lapped at the wounds with her tongue, sliding her fingers into my hair.
“Are you ok?” she asked, pushing my hair off my face.
“Uh-huh.” That was all I could get out as I lay there, completely destroyed.
She chuckled, kissing me on the cheek and carefully pulling off of me.
She settled down on top of me, and I wrapped my weak arms around her back.
“Is that what you meant by fast?” she asked, nuzzling my ear.
I looked over at the clock.
Twenty minutes.
“Not bad,” I managed, trying to sound non-chalant.
She laughed, propping herself on her forearms to look at my face.
“Not bad, huh?” She reached between us and stroked my soft cock, making my eyes flutter shut.
“Fine. It was amazing. World changing. I am now your slave. Do with me what you will.” I flung my arms out to the side dramatically.
Truth was, that wasn't far from how I actually felt.
She laughed, her eyes on mine. I watched as they looked down and darkened.
Her fingers came up to rub at the mark she'd made on my shoulder.
“I'd apologize for marking you, but I wouldn't mean it.” Her eyes were dark with a possessiveness that made me feel tingly all over.
I was so easy when it came to her.
“I like it,” I said honestly.
“Good.” Her smile turned a little predatory. “I don't want anyone thinking you might be available.”
I twisted to look down at the clear ring of teeth marks, along with the other, lighter marks she'd left.
“I don't think that will be a problem. I'll make sure to give you a matching mark next time. Just so everyone's clear that you're taken too.”
She kissed me firmly.
“I'd like that.”
We cuddled for a few minutes. But one of the downsides of being mated to an Alpha and being a Second was that we couldn't take much time for ourselves.
We were cleaned up and out the door within fifteen minutes.
After this was all over, I was kidnapping Reina and we were spending a whole week in bed. I didn't care if I had to hog tie her.
Chapter 5
Reina
The night was quiet when Griff and I finally le
ft my cabin.
If I had to guess, I would say Manny would strike as quickly as possible, while I was still a little shaky in my Alpha status.
Honestly, I was a little surprised that he hadn't already.
As if on cue, the alarm sounded, a screech that was sure to hit all of our sensitive ears.
We both stopped, waiting for the pattern that would tell us where the breach was.
Northeastern corner.
We sprinted in that direction, keeping pace with each other.
I heard the sound of others running in the same direction and hoped people on duty were maintaining their positions like I told them to.
We were nearing the area that was being attacked when an orange ball of fire burst in front of us, a wave of heat exploding out toward us, the trees swaying with the impact.
“Fuck!”
A bomb? Did Manny have no honor at all?
We started running faster. I tried not to think about how many people could have been hurt or killed in that explosion. We needed to get there as quickly as possible to try to help the wounded.
The scene was chaotic, bodies strewn about, fire catching here and there in the dry areas. Luckily it wasn't too arid this time of year, so we were able to deal with the minor fires quickly.
The medics showed up soon after with stretchers, prioritizing the people into those they could help and those they couldn't.
I went from body to body along with everyone else, feeling for pulses. When we were done, there were way too many with sheets covering them and far too few being carried away in stretchers for further treatment.
The mood was grim as we surveyed the scene.
Grim and on edge.
Why hadn't he struck us again while we were distracted and shocked?
I looked over at Griffith. He shook his head, shrugging his shoulders.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out to see there was a text from Sofia.
I'm really sorry. I'm turning myself over. He said he would stop if I did. I can't have any more people on my conscience.
I stared at the text in disbelief.
Turning, I sprinted in the direction of her place, hoping I could stop her before she did something so stupid.
Griff followed behind me, asking me what was wrong.
I tossed my phone to him, the text still on the screen as I ran.
“Shit,” I heard him breathe behind me.
Didn't she realize that he was just playing with us? There was no way he would simply take her and go. His pride had been hurt, his pack disrespected.
I burst out into the small clearing she'd built a cottage in, the flowers all varying shades of gray in the moonlight.
The back door was wide open, light spilling out onto the ground. The house was quiet.
Slowing as I reached the door, I took a deep breath, turning to follow her scent. It was intertwined with a lighter one directly on her heels.
I jogged, following the trail into the trees, my heart in my throat.
I wouldn't put it past Manny to simply kill her as soon as he got his hands on her.
I followed the trail for a few minutes, Griffith a silent shadow behind me, when I heard the sound of a struggle up head.
Abandoning the scent trail, I moved forward in a burst of speed, heading directly for the sounds.
There.
Sofia and someone much shorter than her were on the ground.
Bar.
“Bitch, listen to me! You think this is going to accomplish anything?”
“I have to try! Who knows how many people are already dead?”
I watched Bar manage to push Sofia under her again. She was shorter, but she had more muscle packed onto that small frame.
“Stop and think! He isn't going to be content keeping you guarded until he has a use for you anymore! He'll kill you to get at your sister! And then he'll take his time tearing this pack apart, bit by bit. I've seen him do it before.”
Sofia turned to look at me as I stepped closer, going limp as she realized there was no way she'd be able to escape now.
“She's right. Don't fall into this trap. He's fucking with our heads.”
Sadistic motherfucker.
“How many?”
I looked away, not wanting to answer.
“Reina! How many?”
“Seven,” I grated out, feeling the grief trying to come up and choke me. “Seven.”
I saw the blow hit her.
The grief quickly turned to fury.
“We can't keep waiting here. Waiting for him to do something. Not if he's abandoning all honor in this fight. We need to hit him. Hard.”
She was right.
We needed to reevaluate.
“Did he contact you? Is that why you were running?”
“Yes.” She jerked her chin toward her phone, laying face up a few feet away from her.
I picked it up, looking through the texts he sent her.
The last one was from her, telling him that she was coming.
She was supposed to meet him down by the road in a few minutes.
“Griff- get a team together to go out to the road.” I showed him the text.
He skimmed it and nodded, taking out his phone while he took off in the direction of the road.
I turned to Bar.
“Watch her.”
“Hey!” Sofia said indignantly.
I ignored her as I turned to follow Griff.
If we could just get Manny, this could all be over here and now.
By the time we made it to the meeting point, we'd missed the time Sofia was supposed to be there.
Griff and I stayed just in the tree line, crouched down as we slowly scanned the area.
If I was them, I would wait under cover on the other side of the road. Of course, they might have decided Sofia had taken too long and left.
I was just starting to think that might be the case when I saw a slight movement out of the corner of my eye.
There. Three dark shadows, still and low to the ground. One of them must have shifted.
I tapped Griff's arm.
He leaned in close to me.
“Ten,” I breathed into his ear.
He nodded.
Looking over to the bend in the road not far away, he made a circling motion. I nodded.
I kept still as he texted the people he'd recruited to circle around behind the waiting wolves, making sure to shield the light from the screen so it wouldn't be seen.
We waited, keeping our eyes on those shapes. They stirred a little a couple of minutes later, probably realizing something must have gone wrong.
Too late, assholes.
I looked over at Griff and he nodded.
There was a flurry of sound from behind them that had them whirling.
That was our cue.
We crossed the expanse of the road silently, the exposed flatness causing the place between my shoulders to itch.
But we made it to them without being taken down.
They realized they were outnumbered and surrounded.
I could see them weighing their options as they looked around at our group.
There were six of us and three of them. And none of us looked like light weights.
Come on. Time to surrender.
One of them growled low in his throat.
I braced myself as he sprang directly at me.
Twisting to avoid the snap of his teeth at my throat, I grabbed his front legs and flung him behind me. I heard the snarls and grunts behind me that told me the other two had followed this one's lead.
He lay there stunned for a moment and I used the opportunity to pin him down with an arm wrapped around his thick neck.
“Yield or die.”
He struggled under me and I pulled my arm back into his throat harder, cutting off his air.
He bucked some more before finally going limp.
I looked up to see one wolf laying on the ground, the stillness of death apparent eve
n in the darkness. The other had ducked her head submissively.
“Change.”
I held on as the furry body underneath me lost it's fur, forming into a muscled young man in his twenties. His dark eyes were watchful as he took in the scene, his eyes lingering on the body.
“Tell your companion the same.”
He looked at me with hard eyes before nodding at the wolf.
She changed, revealing a woman about the same age as him, her eyes anything but submissive, despite her posture.
She quickly lowered them.
These two were trouble.
“Restraints.”
Maggie stepped forward with specially designed thick zip ties, binding the woman's hands behind her back.
Griff came over to me and did the same to the man.
“You two have a choice. Come over to our side or die. If you choose to join, you will be quarantined until this fight is over. If you choose to die, we'll do it now. If you decide to join and betray us later, you'll wish you'd chosen a quick, clean death.”
Griff's eyes were a little startled as they met mine.
But I couldn't afford to be soft. Not when my whole pack was depending on me.
“You have a minute to choose. Think carefully.”
“Death,” the woman said firmly.
I let out a breath.
“Are you sure?”
She looked at me derisively, spitting to the side.
“I refuse to follow a weak Alpha.”
I sighed.
What a waste.
I nodded at Maggie.
Claws shot out of her hand and she stepped forward behind the woman on her knees.
One clean swipe across her throat had her blood spurting out in an arc in front of her. Her eyes widened in surprise as she choked.
We watched as she bled out in front of us, everyone grim faced.
Then she was gone, lying on the ground on her side where she'd fallen.
I swallowed bile. I couldn't show any hint of weakness in front of my people or the remaining man.
“What about you? Do you want to follow your friend?” Griff asked.
The man looked at the woman lying on the ground, his eyes calculating.
“Join.”
I nodded at Griff to haul him away.
There was no way this wouldn't come back to bite me in the ass. But there was also no way I was killing the guy needlessly now.