Dante lunged for me, and I shrunk away from him. I wanted to shift, but the alcohol was still coursing through my body. I felt myself starting to shift as the alcohol was pushed from my body. It was replaced with a rage I had never known before. I shifted, it wasn’t painful like before, but instead it was empowering. I growled, but saw Derek was already prepared for Dante’s attack.
As he soared through the air, shifting into his animal form, Derek jumped in front of me. He had a blade in his hand. Dante saw it, but still he shifted as if he thought a mere blade couldn’t stop him. I cringed as a sickening sound rang out through the night. The leopard that had shifted in the air let out a hiss before a gut-wrenching scream passed through his lips. I watched at Dante fell to the ground, his body lifeless, and a blade sticking out of his chest.
Just as he fell to the ground, I shifted back into my human form. I was amazed at how easy it had become once I was in control of my emotions. It felt natural like I had been doing it for my entire life. For the first time, I realized that I had finally found my true self.
Derek turned to me, his hands exploring my body. “Are you okay?”
I nodded my head, still looking at Dante’s body. “You saved my life.”
Derek nodded, “I had no choice, I will mourn the loss of my brother, but I will not lose sleep over protecting my alpha.”
I looked into his eyes, so strong and sure. I felt the power filling me as it left Dante and suddenly, I needed to feel Derek’s body against my own again. To be assured that he was real. Taking his hand, I led him up the steps of the cabin and pushed open the door.
Turning to face him, I whispered, “You are mine. Forever.”
Derek tried to pull me to him, but I resisted. My own strength having grown with the power. He looked at me, shocked. I grinned at him and instead I pulled him closer to me. His frame towered over my own, but I didn’t mind. I loved his size. He looked at me with fear in his eyes, for the first time, he was the weaker one in a relationship. I laughed, enjoying his uneasiness.
“Don’t worry, I will be gentle,” I said to him, mimicking his own words.
He laughed and licked his lips. Before he could lead the way, I fell to my knees, my face meeting his eager cock. He was already throbbing in anticipation. I heard him gasp when I licked the first glimmering droplet of precum from his slit. The noise sent shivers of anticipation through my body. I opened my mouth and engulfed his rod with it, pushing it further down my throat as my fingers found his globes. He placed his hand on the back of my head, thrusting himself deeper into my throat.
I wanted to gag, but knew that it wouldn’t do any good. He was wrapped in the same cloth of desire that was covering me. My fingers wandered past his globes and found his entrance before pushing inside of him. Just as it had with me, he shuddered, and I felt the first few droplets of his seed spilling down my throat in salty bursts. It drove me wild, and I vigorously sucked on his shaft. His balls smacked my face, and my own sword bobbed in the air, desperate for attention.
I tried to pull away from him, wanting his seed to spill on the ground as I mounted him, but he continued to thrust into me. Finally, I broke free, and he moaned in disappointment. I knew he wanted to climax, I wanted it too.
“On your knees,” I said to him.
I barely recognized my own voice. It was gruff and dominant, something I wasn’t use to. He looked at me in shock, but complied, a smile gracing his lips.
“Yes, my alpha.” He said to me as he moved onto the ground.
I licked my lips, seeing his body exposed to me. I knelt down between his legs and let my hand trail up between his legs, squeezing his balls and electing another moan from him in the process. I wanted to feel them smacking my body again. I saw his small entrance and smiled. I knew that he wasn’t use to being the subordinate one.
“Derek, how many times have you done this?” I asked him, using the command in my voice so he would have to answer.
He sucked in a breath, “Never. I’m so happy it’s you.”
I gasped, shocked by his words. I was also excited, knowing that he had taken mine, and now I was going to take his. It was perfect. I eased a finger inside of him and heard him moan out. I couldn’t stop myself from pulling out quickly, and replacing the finger with the head of my shaft. I wanted to feel him. I pushed myself inside and remembered the pain. I gripped his hips as he had done to me.
My body shuddered with desire; Derek was so tight it was almost painful as I pushed inside of him. I heard him whisper my name, but not before I thrust into his waiting core. He screamed out my name and the explosion inside of me started to build right away. I had never before known such euphoria as I began to pump inside of him. I let go of his hips and collapsed onto him, grabbing his shaft and pumping it with each thrust that I pushed into him.
I couldn’t wait, as I felt my rod grow rigid and his did the same in my hand, I felt the climax wash over me, and the euphoria engulf my body. I saw stars as my seed filled his waiting body and spilled out around my shaft. It slipped down his balls and onto the ground. With one final thrust, I pushed into him and called out his name.
As we collapsed once again onto the floor, our roles had changed. He had become my lover and my friend, but he was now my mate, and I was his alpha. As he curled into the cusp of my arm, I kissed his hair lovingly.
“Derek,” I whispered. “I love you.”
I saw him smile, his eyes still closed against the world. “I love you too Collin and I will forever.”
For the first time in my life, I knew what love was. Derek had given me more in just a few short days than I had ever known in my entire life. I would never again leave him; I knew that we were meant to be. The world was as right as it should be.
I couldn’t believe it had been six months since my eighteenth birthday. I watched as Derek maneuvered around the camp, his stomach swollen with the product of our coupling. I was going to be a father, and it was even more terrifying than what was happening on that very day. It had taken some time, but the other camp had finally accepted that I was their true alpha, and they had come to combine with our own camp.
Now, it seemed like most of the rifts were gone. Many of the shifters were happy with becoming united once again. They discovered that they had far more in common than they knew. Dante had led them astray, causing a rift for so long. The lies that he had told everyone had almost destroyed the pack entirely. With him gone, the peace seemed to spread quickly. Other packs came to see me, the new alpha, and each one was told the same thing, I would lead with my mate by my side.
I could remember the night that Derek told me he was pregnant. We had been lying in our cabin, exhausted from making love when he had brought it up.
“Do you want children?” He asked me suddenly.
I was shocked, “I never thought about it I guess. I think I am just so focused on the merge.”
“Oh,” he muttered.
I knew something was wrong, “Still. I would love to have a child, with you.”
His eyes lit up, “Collin, I am with child.”
I felt the blood rush from my face and the world around me start to darken. I didn’t know anything about being a father. I didn’t have one growing up, how could I know that I wouldn’t end up ruining the child’s life. Then, I looked at Derek. He was always so sure of me and so sure of himself to boot, and I knew that if he had faith in us as parents, then I would need to have that same faith.
“Really?” I asked.
He nodded his head and smiled.
I pulled him into my arms, now the same size as his, and kissed him tenderly. I knew that we would be bringing a child into a world filled with love and understanding. Not a world riddled with war like the one that I had come to a few months ago. As we lay in bed, I kissed him and felt his shaft growing hard, ready to make love once again.
Now, looking at Derek from across the center area where they were building a podium, I felt that same security. I had asked him that night to
marry me, and he had said yes. We planned the wedding for a time before the baby would come, but with enough notice so that visitors could come in. Now, looking around at my large pack getting things ready and working as a team, I was happier than I had ever been in my life. I smiled as Derek walked over to me.
Taking him in my arms, I kissed him tenderly. “Are you ready for this?” I asked.
He smiled, “I have never been more ready in my life. You have made me so happy Collin.”
I couldn’t stop a laugh, “I am happy to hear that. You have given me more than I ever could have imagined Derek. I hope you know that everything good and wonderful that has happened is because of you.”
He blushed, “I don’t know about all that. I think that you are the one who has pulled us all together.”
“I couldn’t have done any of that without you by my side. You are a true para-alpha. I don’t know how you are able to do all this. Are you ready to get married?” I asked him.
He nodded his head, “I don’t know if I will be a good parent or a good wife. I do know that with you by my side, nothing can go wrong. You are my strength and my leader. I love you, Collin.”
My heart felt like it was going to explode with joy as I pulled him to me and tenderly kissed his lips. My rod began to grow at once, wanting to feel his body beneath my own. I broke away, knowing that we had so many other things to do still before we would have time to make love.
“I love you too Derek,” I said to him.
I couldn’t wait any longer, I grabbed his hand and led him back to our cabin, and we both laughed the entire way. Our pack knew how much we loved each other and would not disturb us. As I stripped him free of his clothing, my heart filled, knowing that he would be mine forever. As we fell together on the bed, just hours away from being joined together forever in wedlock, I knew that I was finally home.
Lion In Heat
Description:
At almost thirty years old, Blake Lionel has seen a lot. He served as a technical sergeant in the Fourth World War, which ended a decade ago. Now he sits as CEO of Lionel Construction Enterprises. Still, he isn’t happy. With his major social interactions being between himself and the men he picks up at the bar, this Alpha male is looking for connection.
When he meets Julian Copperfield, a virgin Omega in heat, his world is turned upside down. But Julian isn’t who or what he seems to be. Their lives gets even more complicated when Blake finds out, Julian is pregnant with his child. Blake has to continue to protect and defend his Omega at all cost. Will the bond they share be enough to keep these two together through the chaos?
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Blake yawned, contemplating his sandwich before he took another bite. It was a boring day in the office, and even his bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwich wasn’t catching his attention.
Life was a lot harder during the war, but at least it was interesting. Going from being an active duty technical sergeant, to sitting at his desk as the CEO of his own construction enterprise, Lionel Inc, he thought wistfully of his life in the military. But nostalgia was a liar. He bit again violently into his sandwich.
He thought back to the screaming in the experimentation ward. On his eighteenth birthday, he signed up for biotechnological experimentation to earn extra money to send home. He could feel the lion in him coursing through his veins, through the small electrodes and wires that literally manipulated the matter he was made of to shape shift into his lion form. He remembered screaming when he woke up. Going back to that moment in time, Blake felt helpless and afraid. He slammed his fist down on his desk, and wondered why the screaming wouldn’t go away.
It wasn’t in his head. He heard the screaming again, louder, coming from down the hallway. He dropped the sandwich and tossed it aside. He ran down the hallway, loosening his tie as he went. He had to be naked to unleash the lion.
The elevator was in disrepair, but the doors could still open and shut. The problem after the war was that nothing worked properly. The door was closed, but the screaming was still piercing the air. Whoever was in there, was in pain. Blake’s instincts kicked in. He shape shifted, leaping off his powerful lion haunches through the already weakened wall and burst into the elevator. Two men were standing over another, third figure. Everything was silent except the blood thrumming through Blake’s ears and the pounding of his heart. He shifted back, standing naked in front of his captive audience. He had long lost any sense of shame with his nudity, and he knew that his figure intimidated the attackers, who dropped their weapons. A two-by-four and a metal ruler fell to the ground.
“What’s the meaning of this?”
“You should have stayed out of it,” muttered one man, glowering. Blake considered him carefully. He was older and slightly plump, with salt and pepper hair, but was not entirely unhandsome. The other had the appearance of a stick insect, but with a shock of tawny hair. Their victim, still lying on the ground, was one of Blake’s new office workers. He didn’t remember his name, but remembered his appearance.
“Do you know who I am?”
“You’re a fucking freak too, aren’t you?” asked the stick bug man, referencing Blake’s lion transformation.
“I don’t suggest insulting me,” said Blake, a smile playing across his face. He could imagine smashing the smarmy bastard into the wall, raking him with his lion’s claws.
“He made a pass at me,” said the older man, wrinkling his nose in disgust.
“And so you beat him bloody,” said Blake, his steely eyes staring the man down. Blake was about to say something else, but he stopped. Now that the adrenaline in his veins had slowed, he could feel something else, another primal excitement. He cursed. The victim was an Omega. If he called the police, they’d be more harm than help. Omegas were looked down upon in the post war society, and often met their deaths at the hands of people they trusted to save them from abuse.
“I expect your notices of resignation on my desk tomorrow morning,” said Blake. “Go outside, bring me my clothes, and then scrub up the bloody mess you made. Afterwards, you will fill out the necessary paperwork to resign from your jobs, while I take this man to the hospital to recover. Remember that I am much more powerful than you, and if I hear of any other attacks by you, I will come after you. I was in the military, I am a hunter, and you don’t stand a chance against me. Understood?”
The stick bug man spat, but he and the older man opened the elevator and flung in Blake’s clothing. Blake bent to see whether or not the victim was in need of urgent attention, but he was breathing steadily although unconscious. Blake dressed quickly, and picked up the downed man. The Omega. Holding the man this close to his body was dangerous. As an Alpha male, he knew the dangers of being this close to the Omega. His better judgment was clouded by the proximity of the Omega, his scent, his heat calling to him. Blake walked through the hallways, parting his workers like they were the Red Sea. He got the man to his car, trying to avoid breathing in the pheromones. Rolling down his windows to try to increase the fresh air, Blake began to drive off to his home, since the hospital was also out of the question for an Omega, especially in heat. The dusty streets made him roll his windows up again.
The man in the back seat began to stir as the miles passed. Blake didn’t live too far away from work, but he was taking the longer route through the forest to avoid suspicion. In the twenty years after the war, trees grew through even the toughest of homes and pavements, and a new landscape was emerging through what used to be a suburban town.
“Where am I?” Asked a voice. It sounded low and raspy from the backseat.
“My name is Blake Lionel,” said Blake, “and I’m going to take care of you.” He hoped his voice wasn’t shaking. The Omega’s pheromones were stronger now, and he gritted his teeth as his fingers turned white on the steering wheel. He was falling for instinct, desire. The Omega was injured, and this was completely, and utterly wrong, but Blake felt the primordial urge to mate crawling just under his skin.
/> “I’m Julian,” he answered. They lapsed back into silence.
Blake pulled up his long driveway, his car tires rustling through the autumn leaves that had accumulated over the last few days.
“We’re here,” said Blake. “I can’t take you to the hospital, but I can give you my home while you recover.”
“So you know.”
“I know what you are, yes. And I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Thanks.”
Blake got up and opened the back door of his car, helping Julian out. “Can you walk?”
“Yes, I think so,” Julian answered nervously. He was looking around furtively, taking every sight in. Blake’s small cottage. The drive covered in leaves. The vegetable garden out front. Julian took a couple steps, and Blake dove forwards to catch him as he started to teeter and fall.
“It’s okay, I’ve got you,” Blake said, his voice softening as he took the Omega’s weight in his arms. Julian looked up at him with piercing blue eyes. His scraggly shock of bleached white hair was stark against the dark skin of Blake’s arm, where his head was laid, cradled in his elbow.
“Thank you,” said Julian, staring back up at Blake. They started into the house, Blake supporting a lot of Julian’s weight.
Blake made short work of installing Julian on the couch. While he was a slight man, Julian was tall, and his feet stuck off the end comically. Blake removed his shoes, to try to make him feel more comfortable, but something about removing any article of clothing from Julian stirred Blake’s urges even more.
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