Hunters of the Gods 4_Belonging to a Pack

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  In and out, Bider stroked his cock into her cunt, easing the itch inside of her and inside of him, but when she rolled him to his back, gripped his shoulders and thrust on top of him, he felt so aroused, so wild and impressed that he nipped at her neck as he drew her closer. She jerked and then growled low herself when Viper joined.

  “Definitely not weak. I’d say wild and fit for Alphas like us,” Viper stated, and then she jerked and moaned against Bider’s neck, her teeth pinched his skin, and it turned him on even more. Then he realized that Viper was stroking her asshole.

  “Together,” he commanded, and she moaned as Viper slid his cock into her ass. They moaned and Scor jumped onto the bed.

  “Your mouth, mate. I want you to suck my cock, but when I come it will be in that sexy ass or that wet, delicious cunt. Her head lifted and she looked at Bider, and smiled softly before moving her mouth to Scor’s cock. As soon as her mouth was on his cock, the three of them stroked into their mate and something incredible happened. That line tripled. Avi was the center of their world, their wolves, and he felt an even stronger connection to his brothers as they each claimed her body, filled up every hole and made her their mate. Thrust after thrust, they all took in the sensations and felt the bond.

  “Incredible,” Viper said, and then came in her ass, and bit into her shoulder.

  Bider felt the shock to his system, and the need to come, too, and mark her, as well. “Fuck,” he said, and roared as he shot his seed into her cunt, then bit into her shoulder.

  “In her ass or cunt this first time. Move,” Scor said, and Viper slid from her ass, then Scor lifted her up off of Bider. She was on all fours on the bed. Her hair fell forward, and Scor thrust right into her pussy from behind.

  “Scor!” she cried out, and he stroked and thrust faster and faster as they watched, took in the sight of them as Bider’s heart soared with love and desire. It was instant, and then Scor carried on. “I feel it. By the gods this is incredible. I’ll never get enough without you, mate. Never,” he said, and then came inside of her as Avi came, too, the sound echoing through the air, and then her gasp as Scor bit into her shoulder marking her his mate, too.

  * * * *

  After they each took showers, Viper watched Avi sleeping. Her long, dirty blonde hair cascaded over the pillows, while that thick, fluffy black robe covered her entire body, even her feet. It was long on him and reached his ankles. He smirked. She was so damn beautiful. He was in shock—hell, awe—at the emotions he felt, at the vulnerability he believed he was in now that he had a mate. She had drawn the attention of not only his enemies, but of other wolves, even if just to look at with desire. His fists tightened at his sides. He wasn’t used to this. He didn’t know if he could handle such deep, possessive emotions, and not let it get in the way of his responsibilities as Alpha, and as a hunter of the gods. There was so much evil out there right now, and after her abduction and their investigating, it was like more questions formed with more uncertainty about where it all came from.

  Viper wanted to continue to not trust many. This idea his mate had about bringing together Shay and Merker pack members displaced or forced out of their packs because of the violence their Alphas caused, made him feel uneasy to say the least. How could they just accept these wolves, and just hope they would be loyal and not spies to enemies they still had yet to identify? It wasn’t smart thinking, and the more his brain processed it, the more he realized that it couldn’t happen. That he would have to inform Avi it wasn’t going to happen. He felt a slight bit of uneasiness, but then his commanding, powerful attitude instantly kicked in, telling him that he was the Alpha and she was his mate. She would abide by his rules, and his orders.

  “She’s still sleeping?” Scor asked, coming into the room.

  “Yes,” he whispered.

  “I can’t believe it. We found our mate. We’ve begun the mating process, and she is so very beautiful. She has spunk, energy, and a strength inside of her. I can feel it,” Scor said, and walked over toward the bed and got right up there and snuggled close to her.

  “That’s because she is so special and definitely made for us,” Bider added, joining them.

  “Remember that we are Alphas. That we are Hunters of the Gods and she is a woman. There’s a lot to get done,” Viper said to them.

  Scor and Bider looked at him, and then Scor snuggled closer to Avi.

  “Someone is having difficulty handling the power of the bond,” he teased. Actually teased Viper. Viper’s temper flared. His eyes glowed and Bider quickly intervened.

  “It’s new, and a lot to take in. Let’s enjoy being this close to our mate and completing the mating bond. It will all work out, Viper, you’ll see,” Bider said.

  Viper was too shocked at the emotions and the depth of this bond with their mate. Instead of remaining in the room, he stepped outside to gather his thoughts, and left the wing of the house to go down into the main area and the kitchen. With every step he took, he felt the resistance on that imaginary string inside of him tighten, and he was shocked. Avi was bound to them already. A part of him forever, and that strong connection would only get stronger and stronger. As he thought about that, he thought about the war, the fights and destruction over the years. How women, mates, were forced to separate, to mate with wolves that weren’t their true mates in order for there to be more power. The thoughts made his heart ache, his body tighten, and let fear consume him. He couldn’t let Avi ever feel or be unprotected. He wasn’t going to take a chance that she could get taken from them, and forget about thinking of her with another wolf. By the gods, he saw red, felt outraged, and slammed his hand down on the chair, splitting the wood and destroying the piece of furniture. He huffed and puffed, and then his cell phone rang. He forced himself out of his rage and fearful thoughts and answered the call from Preston. Anything to take his mind off the current thought in his head. “Hello?”

  “I was going to leave a message. Figured you and the team were busy,” Preston said.

  “Taking a break,” he snapped.

  “You sound angry. Is everything okay? Is Avi all right?” Preston asked.

  He was breathing in and out and trying to find the words to say. Something that didn’t give off his current condition or not much at all. He wondered why he answered the damn phone.

  “Hey, it gets easier. It’s a huge change and the emotions, the struggles between being so affected and feeling so much, and still remaining Alpha strong and pretending to be not so affected, does get easier.”

  Viper was shocked. So Preston had felt this way, too. “Not sure about that. We’re different, cousin,” he replied.

  “So you can be a bit more stubborn, set in your ways, and insistent on control. Doesn’t mean you can’t bend a little for that mate of yours.”

  “Bend a little?” he asked, teeth clenched.

  “It’s hard to explain, but it is normal to resist it, yet want more of it. The bond between mates is for life, cousin. That is heavy stuff, but the gods know what they are doing.”

  “I will not be weak or allow her to control my moves, my decisions.”

  Preston snickered. “Yeah, I know what you’re saying, but as a warrior, the best advice I can give is to choose your battles wisely. That rules, even your own are meant to be bent a little when necessary. That bond grows stronger and stronger every day, every mating, every minute time passes by. You’ll adapt, just as all of us have.”

  He shook off this emotional conversation. He didn’t want to be seen as weak, even with his cousin. “So what message were you going to leave me?”

  “I thought you would get it after it was taken care of.”

  “Well, you got me, so what is it?”

  “Some chatter on the streets. Alusia came across it while interviewing some female wolves that were in that transfer facility. Men from Shay pack have been searching for any women with both Shay and Merker blood. Those women who were caught had very little of one, and not the other, but they said they w
ere told they would be assigned to wolves in the packs to rebuild Shay.”

  “No.”

  “I’m afraid so.”

  “Then Avi’s idea of wanting to bring these wolves here to our land cannot be accepted.”

  “At least not until we find out why Shay pack Alphas are doing this and who is backing them. They had like a hundred members left, and the territory they own is rundown and ancient, even their practices are. Alusia said that when she was interviewing these women, that they all seemed to mention these phone calls between the men holding them and someone by the name of Trolytes.”

  “Trolytes?

  “Yes, we don’t know who he is, but we’re working on finding out. I’ll keep you posted, and hopefully this information brings us closer to finding the ringleader to this mess.”

  “Very well. Thanks for everything, Preston.”

  “Of course. Now get back to that beautiful mate of yours. In a few days we’ll talk again, and your wolf will be much calmer.”

  Viper ended the call, but he couldn’t imagine his wolf being much calmer. Instead he felt like his emotions would only get worse and if he wasn’t careful, Avi would have more power over him than any other person in his life.

  Chapter Four

  “Kurtis, it’s important. We have to hunt this wolf down. We find out who Trolytes is, then we may find out who tried to sell Avi to the Shay Alphas,” Loki said to Kurtis.

  “We’re trying our best. I’ve got men out all over the place investigating, but they keep hitting walls. Have you heard from Buschool yet? No one has gotten word on him. It’s like he disappeared, and it isn’t like him. We don’t even know if he knows Avi was found.”

  “I know, and I’m worried about him. I know he’s a vampire, but you heard Alusia. She said that one of the groups of soldiers from Keuric pack smelled magic. Black magic. I can’t help but wonder if Delia is around or someone else.”

  She noticed Kurtis’s expression change, and he looked around the room at the few other wolves helping with the investigation. They were busy gathering information. He stepped closer to Loki and she felt her heart race, her wolf perked up knowing there was a mutual attraction.

  “I don’t want you too close to this investigation with Delia. Let the others handle it.”

  “I feel I can help with this. You don’t own me, Kurtis,” she said to him, knowing that they were mates, and yet he and his brothers hadn’t claimed her yet. There were always missions and responsibilities, yet he tried to keep tabs on her and act in control. He exhaled. “I care about you, Loki, and don’t want you involved in something this dangerous, especially when dealing with a witch like Delia. You remain diligent in trying to find out who this Trolytes wolf is and who he is connected to. I’m going to work with my brothers as well as Rule, Temerec, and Law to see if we can get some inside information on Collink and Mosek Shay. The Circle of Elders wants documented information proving the Shay pack Alphas illegal actions, so they can bring charges against them. That will ensure Avi’s safety, as well.”

  “Understood. Be safe, Kurtis,” she said to him.

  “You, as well.” He gave her a soft smile, and they stared at one another a few moments before his phone rang. He answered it and walked away.

  She exhaled. Maybe when all of this was over, she could explore this attraction to Kurtis more freely. Right now though, she was really worried about Buschool, and so will Avi once she is informed. Well, Viper may not inform her. Seems to Loki that Viper was definitely a dominant Alpha wolf set in his ways. She chuckled. Poor wolf didn’t realize who he was mated to. Avi definitely was not a rule follower at all. She smiled and then went on with her investigation.

  * * * *

  “Release me, witch. You won’t get away with this for long!” Buschool yelled at Delia. He was locked in a cage, surrounded by bars and concrete. She sat in her chair, surrounded by a lab of sorts, or whatever witches called their little dungeons of spells and potions. She ignored him of course as she looked at her spell book and was chanting and speaking in tongues. He couldn’t believe the witch got the upper hand on him. She came out of nowhere, his focus had been on getting to Avi, helping her mates to rescue her. As he flew through the air, Delia captured him, paralyzed his form, and then threw him in this cage before casting a spell around him. When he shifted to human form, he reached through the bars at her, and upon touching the metal he was zapped, and fell to the floor convulsing. Whatever the barrier was, it was powerful and so strong he couldn’t penetrate or get through it. He tried several times. Even shifting to a small bird but it was no use. She captured him and now all he could do was wait and see what her intentions were.

  “You’ll be given your choices soon enough, vamp. In fact, I do believe you will come in handy to the master when the time comes.”

  “Who is this master you keep referring to, witch?” he asked, and took a seat on the bed inside.

  “Not for you to know, but soon, soon all will know who the master is, and they shall bow down before him and show homage to his power and grace.”

  “Probably not going to happen that way. What’s in it for you anyway?” he pushed.

  She glared at him. “The elimination of vampires, were, and Fae. I am securing my existence in this realm, and will become the ultimate magi of all.”

  “How interesting. You really believe you have such capabilities? I mean, from my experiences, Fae are much more powerful than witches.”

  She hissed at him. “You don’t fool me, vamp. I got inside your head, when you were weak and in pain from the jolt of my powers on the bars.” She lowered her voice and stared at him in an evil conniving manner that irked him. “I know your secret,” she whispered.

  He was unsure if what she was saying was true or not, and he tried not to think about things, to think of Avi, but it was too late. She smirked. “You hide your emotions well, and push hatred toward weres, toward her mates in defiance of what is meant to be, and that will bring her demise. She will be in the hands of those who will prosper, and you will bring her right to them.

  “No. You are wrong. You see and know nothing,” he said to her.

  She chuckled in a traditional nasty witch manner. “A most powerful, manipulative, self-centered vamp, brought down by one pint sized pixie.” She laughed some more, and Buschool quieted his mind, and hoped that what she said wasn’t true at all. If anything happened to Avi, he would have nothing left to live for at all.

  * * * *

  “Scor! Oh my, oh!” Avi cried out her release as Scor thrust into her from behind.

  Bider went to the edge of the bed, his legs hanging off and she reached for his thighs with Scor’s assistance as she bent forward toward Bider’s cock. She licked him from base to balls, and Bider grabbed her hair. “Avi, by the gods that mouth. Oh, I’ll never get enough of you, mate. Never.

  “Take her together. I’m next,” Viper said, joining them.

  She eased her mouth off of Bider’s cock, and Scor pulled from her ass, then lifted her up in a flash, and she sunk right down onto Bider’s cock. She felt desperate, wild, and she handled these big bad Alphas with ease and desire. They seemed to love her voracious appetite, as well. Up and down, she moved atop of Bider’s cock, taking him deeper on every thrust. She adjusted her thighs over his thick, hard, steel legs and gripped his shoulders and rode him good. Back and forth, she rocked her hips and paused every time Scor licked her asshole. He slid a finger into her ass and she cried out another release.

  “Fill her up. Now,” Viper commanded. He got onto the bed, his cock in hand and she immediately bent down to take him into her mouth. She licked the thick long cock and then gasped as Scor thrust into her ass in one smooth stroke. She immediately followed suit, taking Viper’s cock into her mouth as he gripped her hair and head and thrust his hips forward. They were all moaning, thrusting, stroking and matching the rhythm of their actions. Their lovemaking went from slow, gentle strokes in the beginning, to full throttle thrusts in the end.


  “Fuck, I’m there,” Bider said.

  “Me, too” Scor grunted, and both men came inside of her.

  She moaned as hands gripped her tight and dug into her hip bones as Scor rocked three more times. She felt the loss as he slid from her ass. She pulled her mouth from Viper’s cock by his direction, and a moment later, he lifted her up, bent her over the edge of the bed, and thrust into her ass. She moaned and panted, her cheek to the comforter, her legs parted, and then Viper clasped her wrists, restrained her as he pumped into her harder and deeper than before. She could feel that deep itch minimize with the thrust of their cocks and then spray of their seed. It was the only means to lessen it, but she wondered why it wasn’t completely gone. Why did she feel like this mating wasn’t complete?

  “Mine. Tell me I’m your Alpha, baby. Tell my wolf, now!” Viper commanded.

  She knew he was having difficulty feeling so much, so she accommodated any of Vipers demands. “You are my Alpha, Viper. You own me,” she added, and he roared as he thrust a few more times, came inside of her, and bit into her shoulder once again.

  He hugged her from behind, lay over her body and absorbed the feel of her in his arms. He brushed her hair from her cheeks and kissed along her temple, her jaw, her ear, and then shoulder. “It gets better and better,” he whispered to her.

  He eased out of her, and then helped her up, lifted her into his arms, and walked her to the shower. His brothers followed, and they took turns washing her up, cuddling close, and then preparing to venture from the house today.

  A short time later as she dressed, she thought about the missing piece, the sensation she had.

  “What’s wrong?” Bider asked her, cupping her cheek and running his palm under her hair to the base of her neck, and directing her to look way up into his eyes. The green of them was so beautiful, and his hard, firm jaw, rugged looks, so very appealing to her wolf as well as the woman in her.