by Ashlee Price
On our way back to the house I heard hoof prints coming up behind us. I looked back and saw someone riding on a beautiful white horse. He got closer to us and I could see him clearer. He was gorgeous. He had messy brown hair, bright blue eyes and a light dusting of freckles across his face. His shoulders were wide, and he looked like he was very tall. He was wearing dark jeans, a pair of cowboy boots and a plaid button up shirt. To top it off, he was wearing a cowboy hat similar to Curt’s.
He slowed down when he passed us and tipped his hat at Curt but did t stop to talk. I watched him ride away in the direction of the house.
“Who is that?” I asked Curt.
“That’s Austin Wesley.” Curt replied.
“Mrs. Wesley’s son?” I wondered out loud.
“Yes ma’am.” Curt answered my query.
My thoughts circled around Austin as we finished our walk back to the house. It was nearly supper time so Curt instructed me to go and wash up and get something to eat. I made myself a grilled cheese sandwich and some tomato soup. When I was finished, I put my boots back on and headed to the barn to start bringing the horses in.
I walked in to the tack room and was startled when there was another person already in there. It was Austin. He was hanging up some tack and didn’t notice me come in. I cleared my throat and said,
“Hi.”
Austin turned around and our eyes met, I froze. A shock ran through my body, leaving my skin tingling. My heart started to race and my breathing got heavier. I couldn’t look away from Austin and he couldn’t seem to look away from me. I watched as his eyes ran all the way down my body and back up again; somewhere deep in my stomach clenched.
Without saying a word, Austin started to get closer to me. I couldn’t move; I couldn’t do anything but watch him. It’s like we were both stuck in some kind of trance. He stopped walking when he was directly in front of me. He lifted his hand and softly ran it down the side of my face. When his skin met mine it was like the shock that first ran through me but even more intensified; it ran through my whole body and settled in my stomach.
Austin lifted his other hand and placed it on my other cheek. He pulled me in slowly and placed his lips against mine. His lips were soft and warm and the kiss was slow and sweet. I had no idea what had come over me, this wasn’t something I would ever do normally.
Austin picked up the pace of the kiss; it got a little harder and a little faster. I was desperate to taste him so I licked at his lips. He immediately parted his lips and our tongues intertwined. He tasted amazing. He moved his hands from my face to my hips, and started to push me back wards until we were up against the desk that was sitting in the tack room. He grabbed me by my thighs and placed me in a sitting position on the desk. He spread my legs and settled himself between them.
His hands started to wander, playing at the hem of my shirt until he slipped one hand under and up my belly. He found the edge of my bra and slipped his hand under that too. He took my whole breast in his hand and squeezed a little. Then he focused just on the nipple. Pinching and rolling it around. I moaned in to his mouth’ I had never felt anything like this before. I lifted my hands from the desk and started to touch him. As soon as my hands met the skin on his stomach, he moaned and pushed himself closer to me. I ran both of my hands up his shirt and felt the hard ridges of what must be a fabulous six pack.
I wanted to see it. I started to unbutton his shirt. He broke the kiss and watched me. I did it slowly, teasing him. Finally it was undone and I pushed it over his shoulders and down his arms. I was right about his six pack, it is fabulous. Hard muscles rippled beneath his skin as he moves.
Austin pulled my shirt over my head and then pushed me back so that I was lying on the desk. He went to the button of my jeans and started to undo them. He pulled them and my panties down my legs and threw them on the floor with my boots. I felt very naked and very vulnerable but I couldn’t stop.
He came closer again and spread my legs apart, he took one hand and started to massage. He pushed two of his fingers inside me, and massaged with his thumb. The clenching in my stomach got even worse. It wasn’t long until the buildup started. He kept massaging and I went higher and higher until I was pushed over the peak; I orgasmed hard, my body shaking on the desk. Austin moved so fast I barely saw him, his jeans were undone and he over top of me before the waves of pleasure had ended.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the desk and then he pushed himself inside of me. It was like he couldn’t wait another second to be in me. He pushed all the way in until I was completely full. He wasn’t starting off slow and sweet like he had with the kiss, he started pounding himself in to me. I didn’t mind one bit. Every time he pulled out and slammed back in I gasped and moaned. We were both breathing hard and beads of sweat were starting to form on our bodies.
I lifted myself off of the table and wrapped my arms around his neck, locking my lips with his. He reached around behind me and grabbed my ass. He continued to slam in to me; I could feel his abdomen tightening up against mine. He orgasmed hard, pumping himself in to me. The sounds he made pushed me over the top and I climaxed again; tightening around his erection inside of me. He started to slow down, until there was no movement at all. We sat like that, in each other’s arms for a while as our breathing slowed and out heart beats went back to normal.
He pulled away from me and looked down in to my eyes. He smiled sheepishly and said, “Hi.” We both laughed.
“What just happened?” I asked when the laugher had subsided.
“I marked you.” He said, looking a little guilty.
“Okay,” I was a little worried, “and what does that mean?”
Austin and I spent the next couple of hours bringing the horses in and feeding them together. While he worked he explained to me what marking was.
Werewolves have a different way of finding a mate, when they see them they know right away that they belong together. When this happens to a male, they get over run by the basic need to mark their new mate. The pair end up in a trance like state and she is marked when he enters her. I was definitely marked.
Austin explained that werewolves normally only have one mate in their lives, and that it has been unheard of for one to be with a human. Normally I think I would be freaked out about all of this, but I feel very safe around Austin, like I've known him forever. There is a deep trust between us that I can’t seem to explain. It must be the werewolf stuff.
When the chores are all done, Austin walks me back to my apartment and comes in to give me a goodnight kiss.
“No one can know about this yet Abigail.” He says to me as his lips linger very close to mine. I get chills when he says my name, I can’t really pay attention to what he is saying. He backs up a little and looks me in the eye. “Did you hear me? No one can know right now okay? We have to be sneaky if we want to be with each other. I’ll find the right time to tell my father, just not yet. It could be dangerous if anyone finds out; I don’t know how they will take it. Like I said, this has never happened before.”
I could tell he was worried. “It’s okay Austin; I’m not going to be telling anyone. We’ll meet up when no one is around. It’ll be okay.” I tried to sooth him the best I could.
Austin leaned back in and gave me one last long kiss before he left. I went to sleep that night with a smile on my face. Maybe being sold to the cowboy werewolves wasn’t such a bad thing.
For the next couple of weeks Austin and I snuck around, meeting up to talk in the tack room, or he would visit my apartment when it was dark and everyone was asleep. On my days off I would go home and see my parents and wish I was with Austin the whole time I was away. I finally met Mr. Wesley; he was a tall man with the same eyes and hair as Austin. He was very quiet and wasn’t quite as friendly as Mrs. Wesley. Austin told me that his father didn’t approve of the humans, his mother was the reason they were here. He liked Curt and Maria, but they had been here for years and earned his trust.
One day Austin was asked by his father to join him on a trip to look at some new cattle. Austin went along and was gone for two nights. That was the longest we had been without seeing each other and it was hard.
I was watching TV in my living room when there was a knock at the door. I got up and opened the door. Before it had even been completely opened, Austin barged in and swept me in to his arms. He wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me by the ass in to the bedroom. He dropped me down on the bed and started to strip off my clothes. When I was completely naked, he striped his own clothes too.
He crawled on to the bed and spread my legs apart. He settled his shoulders between my legs and looked up at me. His tongue shot out and I moaned loudly. He flicked his tongue up and down, made tiny circles and brought me in to his mouth and sucked. His right hand reached up and grabbed hold of my breast and started to tease my nipple. The pleasure was intense. I grabbed a handful of his hair as I climaxed. He wasted no time; he lifted me up and flipped me on to my stomach. He grabbed my hips and pushed himself in to me.
He filled me right to the brim, and I couldn’t get enough. He started off slow and gradually picked up the speed as he pumped himself in to me. Every time he filled me up he hit just the right spot and it made me gasp and moan. The friction had just begun to build up when he pulled out and pulled me on to him. I started to move, riding him like he was one of the horses in the barn. He closed his eyes and his breathing picked up. I moved even faster, slamming myself down on to him. He grabbed me by the hips and started to pump in the same rhythm I was. The friction started to build again and it was building fast. I clenched on to him inside of me as I orgasmed hard. I continued pumping as I rode out the waves of pleasure. I hardly noticed that he was climaxing as well, moaning loudly.
When we had both finished, I laid on his chest for a while. Catching my breath and listening to his heartbeat. I fell asleep that way. When I woke up, he was already gone. I was expecting that, because if he was caught leaving my apartment, people would get suspicious.
That day was a normal work day; feed the horses, turn them out, muck the stalls. After lunch I helped Curt with a load of hay, he would throw it off of the trailer and I would work with Austin to carry it in to the hay mound. It was hard work and I was tired by the time it was dinner time. It was Sunday, so we ate dinner in the main house with Mr. and Mrs. Wesley. Curt, Maria, Mr. Wesley, Austin, Mrs. Wesley and I all sat around the table and ate a delicious roast beef Maria had made. There were mashed potatoes and carrots and the best gravy I had ever had; other than my mother’s of course. We all chatted and enjoyed the meal together. For dessert, there was a huge apple crisp with whipped cream. This was the first time I noticed how much werewolves ate. Austin and Mr. Wesley and even Mrs. Wesley ate almost twice as much as the rest of us, and I was stuffed. Sunday night dinners were my favourite.
After supper, I went back out to the barn and brought all the horses in. I fed them again and brushed a couple of them down. It was quite late by the time I was turning the lights off and closing up the door.
When I turned around after putting the lock on the door I yelped when I found Austin was standing right behind me.
“Holy crap, you scared me.” I said as I put my hand on my chest.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to.” He laughed a little.
“What are you doing out here anyway?”
“I want to show you something.” He smiled.
“And what would that be?” I asked as I laughed at his cute expression.
“I want to show you my bedroom. We have been in your apartment lots of times but you have never even seen where I sleep. I want to take you there.” He was so sweet.
I thought it was probably a bad idea to be together in the main house with his parents so close, but he wasn’t worried so I wasn’t worried. I agreed to go with him.
He grabbed me by the hand and led the way. We went through the front of the house and down the hallway with the office in it. Austin stopped at one of the doors on the right before we reached where the office was. He opened the door and pulled me in to his room.
It was huge, probably the size of my whole living room. The walls were a soft blue colour and all of the accents were in brow. There was a little door to the right that he told me was a bathroom, and there was a giant closet to the right. The best thing about the whole room though, was the king sized bed sitting against the far wall. The one in my apartment was a double and it suited me just fine, but I had always loved the look of the kings. I walked over to it and sat down. It was so comfortable. I lay back against the pillows and just relaxed for a minute.
Austin came over and lay down beside me. He turned on the TV and picked an interesting movie for us to watch. Within the first fifteen minutes of the movie I was fast asleep.
I woke up at about four in the morning and freaked out. I had been sleeping there all night. Austin was asleep beside me, and I was covered in a blanket. I slowly got out of the bed and searched my way around the room towards the door. I stepped in to the lit hallway; directly in to the path of Mr. Wesley.
Mr. Wesley said nothing to me; he barged in to Austin’s room and started to yell. All of a sudden I was in the middle of something I wanted to get away from. Austin and his father were yelling back and forth to each other, most of it I couldn’t even make out. Mrs. Wesley ran out of her bedroom and was trying to calm her men down and she was getting nowhere. I could hear Austin yelling about how he loved me and he had marked me and this made his father even angrier.
He yelled over and over that I had to leave and I was never coming back. That didn’t go over well with Austin. The fight started to move its way down the hallway and in to the kitchen. Eventually the two men ended up outside. Austin looked angrier than I had ever seen him, and Mr. Wesley was downright scary. Austin got in to his father’s space and all of a sudden it wasn’t a fight between two men anymore. It was a fight between to wolves.
This was the first time I had seen Austin in his wolf form. He was beautiful. His fur was the same colour as his hair, and he kept his beautiful blue eyes. He was big and strong and very dominant. His father too was a gorgeous wolf, not as beautiful to me as Austin, but still very majestic. The same colour as his son; his eyes were dark and he was smaller than Austin.
The fight was so intense. I was standing on the deck with Mrs. Wesley, cowering in fear. The beasts were beautiful but I definitely didn’t want to go near them. Mr. Wesley’s wolf jumped at Austin and I screamed, scared for him. Austin held his own and in my opinion he won the fight, but the fight was always going to be won by Mr. Wesley.
By this point Curt and Maria were up and outside seeing what was going on. “I think it’s time for you to go dear.” Mrs. Wesley whispered to me. I looked at her face and she looked like she was sorry I had to leave. She could tell that her son was in love with me. She motioned to Curt, “Can you take her back to her family please?”
“Yes ma’am.” Curt said and went to fetch the truck.
I packed up any of the things I brought with me and I climbed in the truck and left with Curt. I watched the house in the rear view mirror and felt like my heart was being crushed. I got home and said nothing to my parents. Curt told them what had happened while I sat in my room and cried.
For the next couple of weeks I worked with my parents and drug myself through every day, just hoping that it would come to an end and I could go back to sleep. Even physically I wasn’t feeling good, I felt sick to my stomach and sore. I heard nothing from Austin and that made everything worse.
One day I felt particularly horrible and I just stayed in bed all day. It was a rainy day and I lay staring out my window watching the rain drops run down the glass. I turned my attention towards the driveway when I saw a truck pull up. I hadn’t seen it before; it looked like it may have been one parked at the Wesley Ranch. The driver’s door opened and Austin stepped out.
I was out of that bed faster than I ever had been before. I ran as fast as I could do
wn the stairs and threw myself out the door and in to his arms.
“I missed you so much.” I started to cry.
All Austin did was hold me and whisper, “it’s okay.”
When we finally pulled apart, the look on Austin’s face was one I had never seen before. His nose was flared, as if he was breathing deeply. He pushed me in the door and closed it behind him.
“Where are your parents?” He asked hurriedly.
“They are at a house call.” I said.
“What’s the matter Austin?” He was pacing around the kitchen and I knew something was up.
“Let’s go to your room.” He said.
I lead him up the stairs and in to my bedroom. He went and sat on the bed and I followed him. “You’re pregnant Abigail.”
My throat fell in to my stomach. “What? How do you know? Are you serious? Holy crap.”
“A werewolf can always tell when his mate is pregnant, it’s a different smell. Yes I’m sure, you reek of me.” He started to chew his nail.
We sat quietly for a little while, thinking. I wasn’t as scared as I thought I should be. Having Austin’s baby would be wonderful and I was actually very excited about it. But I didn’t know what would happen with his father. And then it hit me.
“This is great!”
Austin looked at me like I was crazy.
“How is this great?”
“Don’t you see,” I said, “we will be able to be together now. The only reason I am here in the first place is because my mother was pregnant with me when they stumbled upon the town. They were allowed to stay here because of her pregnancy and the baby. Aren’t babies a big deal to werewolves; even human ones?” I was excited now; I stood up and paced around the room.
Austin stood up too, “You’re right. I can’t believe I forgot about that. A baby is sacred to werewolves. And this one will be even more important to my father. He will have to let us be together. Come on, let’s go.”
Austin started to pull me towards the door but I stopped him. “Wait, first I want to celebrate.” He looked at me funny, until I started to strip off the clothes I was wearing. Automatically his eyelids lowered and he moved closer to me. Our lips locked and he pulled me against his body. I could feel the hardness of his erection through his pants on the thigh. I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans and stuck my hand in to his boxers. I grabbed hold of his length and started to stroke; up and down. He broke the kiss and his head fell backwards on his shoulders.