by Natavia
“Get some rest. I will see you in the morning. I’m going to go in this room and let your father have it,” she said, opening up the door. I headed up the stairs into our bedroom. Goon was just getting out of the shower. His member swung freely between his legs, slapping against his inner thighs.
He walked over to me then picked me up as I wrapped my legs around him. He licked my lips then kissed them. My clit throbbed and moisture seeped from between my slit. I moaned then growled. “I havebeen wanting to do this,” he said, squeezing my bottom. He laid me down on our bed, and I was undressed in a matter of seconds. Goon lifted my legs up then stuck his nose into my sex.
“Damn it!” I shouted, when his hard tongue entered me. I pulled the sheets off of the bed, shredding them with my nails. Goon kissed my bud then sucked on it gently. His tongue went in circles around my clit then flickered across it like humming bird wings. My pussy pulsated, and then my essence gushed out of me as he sucked faster and harder. He locked my legs down, keeping my body trapped between him and our bed. He slurped up everything that poured out of me. He rubbed the head of his dick between my slit, teasing me with it. Goon’s dick pierced through my tight opening causing me to scream out. I could feel his length and width stretching me open; I could feel every strong vein in his dick. My pussy slowly sucked him in. He pulled out leaving only the head in then pushed himself further into me.
Close your eyes, he said. I closed my eyes as he thrust deeply inside of me. He pinned my legs down tighter, his nails digging into my skin. Now open your eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I was lying in the sand by the Nile River. The light from the moon made it look as if diamonds were floating around in the river.
“Our bodies are still home, but our minds are in Egypt,” Goon whispered into my ear as his nibbled on it. He rolled over with me on top of him, his girth still planted snuggly inside of me.
“Please me,” he said to me, as he squeezed my breast. I lifted myself up slowly coming down on his size and rocked my hips. Goon’s fangs bit his lip as the veins in his neck popped out. He gripped my bottom and pushed himself inside of me, hitting my spot. My nails dug into his chest, and tiny specks of blood rolled down into the light sand. I bucked harder, rotating my hips, and my fangs grew out. Goon thrust harder into me. His sharp nails went into my buttocks. A howl escaped my throat. I turned Goon’s head to the side, exposing his neck. I leaned forward then sank my teeth into his neck, locking my jaw. He thrust upward, causing the pressure to build up in my chest. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I came. I bit him harder, causing him to growl as his body jerked. I pulled my teeth out of his neck, and it immediately closed up. When I looked around, we were back in our room. Goon lay stretched out on the bed. I started to panic; then there was banging on the door.
“Kanya, are you alright? What were those noises?” my father asked, knocking on the door. “I’m fine, daddy,” I shouted, from the other side of the door.
“What was that noise? Let me see you,” he said.
“I’m sick of this shit. We can’t even fuck in peace,” Goon said, getting up. He stepped into his sweat pants then walked towards the bedroom door. He swung the door open, and my father stood there grilling him. “What’s the issue now, Mr. Williamson?” Goon asked him.
“Is my daughter alright?” My father tried to peek around Goon, but Goon’s body blocked his vision. “What are you doing to my daughter, and why was she sounding like that? Is she hurt?”
“Aye, beautiful, your father wants to know if you are hurt and where that noise was coming from,” Goon said, smartly.
“I’m fine, daddy,” I said embarrassed. I wished Goon and I were really in Egypt.
“I don’t like the fact that you are screwing my damn daughter.”
Goon chuckled. “Kanya, I think your father would like to talk to you about the birds and the bees.” My father pushed Goon. I ran towards our bedroom door.
“Stop it! Why are you doing this to me?” I asked my father. He looked at my arm in disgust. I had hid my tattoos from my parents earlier, but my short-sleeve robe now showed off all of my tribal markings that matched my mate’s.
“What on earth did you to your body? What did you do to my daughter?” My father asked, charging into Goon. Goon picked my father up by the collar on his robe, holding him up in the air. Tears ran down my face. This was not what I imagined—my father and mate against each other.
“Don’t you ever raise your damn hand at me in my home,” Goon’s voice boomed. My father’s feet were dangling, and his slippers fell off of his feet. Goon squeezed harder then tossed him into the hallway. I ran to my father and helped him up.
“Daddy, I’m so sorry,” I cried.
Goon put on a shirt then a hoodie, along with a pair of socks and Nike tennis shoes. He leaped over the banister, landing feet first on the first floor, then walked out of the house. My mother ran up the stairs.
“What the hell is going on now?” she asked me.
“Akua and daddy got into an argument,” I said. My father stood up.
“That man is on drugs, perhaps steroids. He lifted me up into the air then leaped over the banister like a damn devil,” my father fussed.
I went into our bedroom then slammed the door. I looked out of the window, and I saw a glimpse of Goon’s black, bushy tale running into the woods. I tried to reach out to him, but he had me blocked; he did that when he had a lot on his mind. I checked up on the twins on the other side of our bedroom. They were still sleeping peacefully. I was surprised that they didn’t wake up to the sounds of Goon and me making love. I got back into bed, but I couldn’t sleep. I wanted to know what Goon was thinking. I tossed and turned until the early morning. When I finally got out of bed, I fed the twins then walked them down the hall to Elle’s room. I told him I would be back. I was worried about Goon.
I put my hoody over my head then walked outside, heading straight towards the woods. I sniffed the air to see if I could detect his scent. I followed his scent trail; his scent led me to a pile of his clothes and shoes. I picked them up. “GOON!” I shouted. Deer blood filled the air. I heard growling and the sounds of flesh being torn into. I walked further into the woods where Goon was hungrily tearing into a deer.
“Goon,” I called out to him. He lifted his head up, blue eyes staring into mine. Blood dripped from his fangs. He licked around his mouth. He turned his back towards me then continued to tear into the deer. I heard the sounds of shuffling in the woods. Goon perked his head up then started growling.
“Kanya, are you out here?” My mother’s voice called out. I heard the sounds of shoes stepping on the leaves. “It’s cold out here. Come back in the house.”
Before I knew it, my mother was standing behind Goon. He was still in wolf form as he looked at her with his menacing scowl. Fear settled in her eyes. I didn’t want her to find out like this.
“Is that Akua?” she asked me.
“What? Don’t be silly, Mom. That’s one of Goon’s dogs,” I said. My mother walked slowly around Goon as his eyes trained on her.
“The myth is true,” she said.
“What myth?” I asked dumbfounded.
“The son of Ammon would be reincarnated until he met his soul mate. My grandmother use to tell us that story when I was little. The myth was passed down in the family; I would never forget. They said his fur is the color of midnight, and his eyes are blue like the Nile River. My grandmother told me when you was a baby that you had the jackal blood, and the son of Ammon would find you. I thought she was crazy because she was dying when she told me; she was senile,” my mother said.
“You knew all along?” I asked her.
“I knew, but I didn’t think such a thing could be true. I didn’t want to tell you because you would’ve thought I was crazy. Last night, when I held the babies, their eyes changed colors. I thought maybe it was the lights in the living room.”
“Can I touch him?” she asked, nervously.
“Go ah
ead,” I said. She reached out to Goon and touched his head gently. “He is so beautiful.” She looked at me. “Let me see you.”
Go ahead and show her, Goon’s voice said.
I took my clothes and ring off, setting it in a pile to avoid ripping them when I shifted. I crouched down. Sounds of my neck snapping and my spine cracking echoed throughout the woods. My mother covered her mouth as tears filled her eyes. My face grew out, and my golden fur pierced through my skin. I stood up on the other side of Goon. His wolf shoulders towered over my head. After we mated, my beast had gotten bigger, but Goon’s beast still was the biggest; he was massive. He was the biggest wolf out of the pack. I nuzzled my head under Goon’s neck, and he licked my face.
My mother touched me. I jumped on her and she screamed. When I began to lick her face, she stopped then laughed. “That tickles,” she said, giggling. She sat up then grabbed my face, looking into my golden eyes. “You are so beautiful.”
“Honeyyyyy, where are you?” My father’s voice called out. Goon went back to his meal to continue to eat while I started to panic. I hurriedly shifted back to human form. I grabbed my clothes then hid behind a tree.
My father is coming, I said to Goon.
I know he is. I could smell him when he came out of the house. I’m not letting my catch go to waste. The vultures will get to it soon, Goon replied back. He growled as he savagely tore into the deer, dislocating its body. My mother grabbed her stomach then covered her mouth. Even I felt bad for the carcass. I hurriedly got dressed. My mother was so distracted by Goon that she didn’t even realize when my father reached out to her. When he saw the big, black beast tearing into what was left of a deer, he gasped.
“That’s one of Akua’s dogs. Kanya and I just came out to walk him,” my mother said.
“There’s another one? Got damn it, how big do they get? That dog is bigger than a male lion. Is he eating an animal? No wonder they are so big; they don’t believe in dog food,” my father said, backing away.
“Shut up, Jeffery. He is a sweet dog,” my mother said.
“Like hell he is. That’s it! I have had enough of this shit. Kanya, grab your things. You are coming home with us. You live in a house with thugs and wild animals. My grandchildren are in danger. If you want to stay, that’s fine. Your mother and I are taking the twins where the environment is safe,” he fussed.
Goon didn’t like the sound of that. He stopped eating. He looked at my father then growled with blood dripping from his face. Goon charged into my father, grabbing him by his jacket. My mother screamed as I looked on in shock. Goon leaped up into a tree with my father dangling from his mouth as the smell of fresh urine permeated the air—my father had peed on himself. Goon climbed up the tallest tree then leaped down, leaving my father behind. My father was scared of heights. He screamed and cried while stuck at the top of the tall tree.
No damn body is taking my pups away from me. He is lucky that he is your father. I’m about to go shower, Goon said then walked off.
“HELP ME! HELP ME!” my father cried. A few minutes later, I was climbing up the tree. When I looked down, I could no longer see my mother. When I got to the top, my father burst into tears.
“How many of you are there?” he cried out. I grabbed him by the coat, and he punched my snout.
“Get back. Get the hell away from me,” he said.
The branch under his foot snapped, and he went tumbling down a few more. He was swinging on a branch with tears falling down his face.
“Oh God, help me!” he screamed. I reached out towards him, and he struck me again. “Get back, damn it,” he said. I growled at him. “I’m sorry. Please don’t eat me. Please don’t eat me,” he begged. I leaped from the branch, causing him to fall. I then leaped down behind him, catching him by his leg. My teeth sank into his leg, but at least it would save him from the fall. After I caught him, we came tumbling down on the ground, but my body shielded him from getting hurt. My mother ran towards my father inspecting his leg.
“That damn thing tried to eat me,” my father said, picking up a rock and clocking me with it. Out of instinct, my mother slapped him.
“You are a wimp. This animal saved your life,” she said, standing up. “Find your own way back to the house,” she said, walking back. I growled at my father then dragged him towards the house as he kicked and yelled. I loved my father with all of my being, but I was going to love him from a distance. He had only been visiting for one day, and my home was now in an uproar.
Elle stitched up my father’s leg and treated it so he wouldn’t get an infection. Elle was more like the family doctor in a way. He and Amadi could work miracles together, especially with their remedies.
“Are you okay, dad?” I asked him.
“How can you live with a bunch of savages with those babies? I’m very disappointed in you. Your body looks like a sketchbook. Why on earth would you get that crap on your skin? Akua put you up to it, didn’t he? His body is marked all over the place,” my father fussed. Elle grabbed his medicine bag then walked out of the guest bedroom.
I leaned against the doorway. “I love you a lot, and I appreciate the way you and mom raised me, but I’m a grown woman now, and that thug that you refer to him as is my soul mate. Akua is etched permanently into my life. You can either accept it or don’t, but you will respect him. This is his home, and you are a visitor. He has been generous to you. I love him, daddy. I will always love him, and I will die loving him. He is the father of my babies, and soon he will be my husband. He loves me so much, and not once has he hurt me,” I said to my father.
“I will not accept him,” my father said, standing up.
“But you will respect him in his home,” I said, walking away. My store was scheduled to open up in a few hours. I texted Anastasia telling him I would be there shortly. I texted Adika, but she didn’t respond. She had been distant lately, but I couldn’t worry about that. My new life was spiraling out of control, and it was causing me to lose my mind.
I hurriedly showered then got dressed in a pair of black pants and a sleeveless, white, loosely hung top with a black fitted blazer. My blazer flared out at the bottom and came down to my knees in the back. I slipped my feet into a pair of black peep toe stilettos. I did my make-up and fluffed my hair out. By the time I was finished, I looked like I was ready to star in a vampire movie because of my smoky, heavy-glitter eye shadow. I stood in the mirror then turned to the side. My hips had spread, and my butt was bigger than what it was. My breasts sat up perfectly, even without a bra. Before I had the pups, my breasts weren’t as perfect as they are now. Goon walked into our bedroom fully dressed and smelling good. He hugged me from the back, nuzzling his nose into my neck.
“I feel like a blimp,” I said, looking at my hips.
“I don’t know what that is, but I think you are perfect,” he said, squeezing my hips.
“You will tell me anything,” I giggled. Goon’s strong hands squeezed my ass, and then he gave it a hard smack. “Umph,” he said, biting his bottom lip.
“I’m mad at you,” I said to him.
His handsome face smirked at me. “His small ass still walking around talking shit, ain’t he? I didn’t hurt him, but I did scare him. He has been disrespectful, and the thought of someone taking Akea and Kanye from me sets me crazy. Nobody is taking them away from me, not even you,” he said to me.
*****
A few hours later…
Anastasia and I were getting everything together. My staff would be arriving in a few minutes. I only hired four people for the moment.
“You are a real business woman. It takes months, even a year, to open up a store,” Anastasia said, prancing around.
“It takes dedication, and besides, we already had the jewelry, we just needed the staff. When Akua bought this place, it was in excellent condition,” I said to him.
The door opened, and a loud chime echoed throughout the store. In walked Amilia with a scowl on her face. She’d been calling me and l
eaving me messages, but I haven’t responded.
“Kanya, we need to talk,” she spat.
“Well, I’m going to check the cases and make sure they are securely locked. Call me if you need me,” Anastasia said, prancing off and swinging his short, edgy cut out of his face.
“What do you want to talk about? You want to talk about how your pack came on our territory and attacked me and my mate?” I asked her.
“I had nothing to do with that,” Amilia responded.
“We are not supposed to be affiliated with each other,” I said to her.
“I need the job.”
“I have nothing to do with that.”
“We cannot let them control us,” Amilia said.
“Get the fuck out of my store before the pack gets here and picks up your scent. You are a representation of your mate. I know how heartless Dash is. Therefore, I’m sure his Alpha female is the same way. As long as you stay with that make-believe pack, you are not welcome nowhere near my store. This is our territory, and you are breaking the rules. Don’t tempt me to attack you, Amilia,” I warned her then growled.
“You will regret this,” she said, with her eyes turning green.
“When your beast wants to challenge mine, you know where to find me,” I said to her. Amilia stormed off. I hurriedly took the exit that led upstairs to the top of the building and opened up the door to the roof. When I walked out, Amilia was talking to Dash. I should have known it was a setup. I should’ve never agreed to it. I should’ve turned her away when she first came for the interview. If I had told Goon what happened, saying he would have been angry would be an understatement. I wasn’t ready to put my pack in danger again. Dash’s pack was after our jewelry. I knew it wasn’t going to be the end of them.
When I turned around, Jalesa was standing behind me, dressed almost similar to me. “Oh my God, you scared me,” I said to her. Jalesa was a nice girl, but she was a little unpredictable.
“I’m sorry. I saw the door open downstairs and got worried,” she said, eyeing Amilia and Dash as they walked off.