His chiseled form offered me warmth and hope as he deepened the kiss grinding his teeth against my lips. I felt his hands travel up and down my back and finally settle on my ass. He gripped my ass cheeks using them to press my hips even closer to his.
“Maddie.” He whispered into this kiss.
I ran my fingers through Weston's thick brown hair and gave myself over to him allowing the most primal of all dances to begin. The way our ancestors must have celebrated life.
We were already nude having long ago discarded our clothes so nothing separated my body from Weston's hard throbbing erection. I wasn't surprised to find that I was already sopping wet between my legs. My mate always had that effect on me.
I rose up slightly and reached in between our bodies. My fingers wrapped around Weston's long thick organ and for a moment I allowed myself to revel in the power it radiated. I stroked him a few times before guiding him into my hungry crevice.
“Maddie.” Weston whispered against my neck.
“Weston.” I whispered back to him.
Slowly I began to move up and down Weston's shaft. I moaned softly trying not to give into the urge to lose myself to the pleasure. I had to concentrate. I had to make sure that Weston stayed with me and didn't return to the illusion.
I renewed the kiss and one of Weston's hands moved to my clit. I let out a soft howl of pleasure and threw back my head. His fingers worked my swollen little nub as I rode him faster and faster. My fear and anxiety transforming into pleasure and love as I realized that Weston was reacting more and more. My mate was returning to me.
His free hand cupped one of my large firm breasts and massaged it in time with my movements. My nipple tingled against his palm and sent bolts of pleasure shooting into my clit. My arms were locked around his neck and my legs around his waist. I was clinging to Weston for dear life, as if I held him tight enough not even the darkest best laid illusion could steal him from me. I had the confidence of a she-wolf waking up. I knew I was better than any illusion.
“Weston!” I called out when the heat in my belly was almost unbearable.
He twisted my clit hard and it sent me over the edge. I shouted my orgasm into his neck as my body shuddered. Weston's hands gripped my hips to keep me moving. I could feel him bucking into me hard and deep seeking his own release. I tighten my pussy around him and felt him tense in responses. A moment later I was rewarded with the familiar sensation of my mate's hot sticky seed exploding into my body.
We stayed as we were, panting hard and dripping sweat. Weston's eyes were more alert and I knew he was with me. His arms locked around my waist and wouldn't let me go.
“What was that, Maddie?” He asked.
“Dark magic.” I panted in between breaths.
“I'm going to eat the lawyer.” He growled in my ear.
My clit twitched even though we had just had sex. Weston's growl never fails to turn me on. I think it pulls at something primal in my soul.
“He'd taste bad.” I manage a laugh.
Weston laughed and I nearly cried with joy. It had been so long since I had heard him laugh. Then I realized how long it had been since I last laughed. Weston fell back taking me with him. We laughed until we cried and neither of us seemed to be able to stop. I wasn't sure whether we had finally lost our minds or if the magic was trying to kill us with laughter.
I didn't stop laughing until my vision blurred. It was just like what happened when I was sucked into the void. I could hear Weston's laughter echoing around me still, but I clung to him blindly. The darkness over took me and my mate's laughter faded away.
When I came too I was laying in Delta's hut next to Weston with my grandmother leaning over me.
“Grandma?” I asked confused.
“You have a lot of explaining to do, Maddie. Delta called to ask for my help, and I was surprised that you were in trouble. A love spell really? And giving a lock of your hair away? Have you lost your ever-loving mind woman?” She answered me asking more questions than my dazed mind could process.
Weston sat up and shook his head. I looked up at him through my groggy eyes and smile. He didn't look any worse for wear. He grinned at me and jumped up and hugged Delta.
“I knew you would get up out.” He said and then let out a howl of celebration.
My ears soon rang with the sounds of happy howls resounding around the hut. It seemed the whole pack was waiting to see if the women could save us. A pang of guilt hit me and I wanted to hide under the covers. I had let down my pack. I mean my mate's pack. I am not a wolf.
“Of course we did. I just had to call in some backup.” Delta smiled. “Why don't you kids go and join the celebration?”
I almost immediately agreed thankful for the means to escape my grandmother's scowl, but Weston wanted answers now.
“But how? You said it was unlikely?” He asked.
“It was until I remembered our darling' Maddie's family was full of witches. Usually I wouldn't ask for outside help, but with the lawyer employing a wizard I felt I had no choice.” Delta said.
“But how did you get us out?” He turned to my grandmother.
“Magic.” She answered.
I knew my grandmother liked Weston, but didn't like the fact that he was a werewolf. She had once dated a werewolf when she was younger only to be jilted. Eventually she met my grandfather the son of a witch and settled down happily, but she still hated werewolves.
“Fair enough.” Weston said giving her that southern boy grin. “Have you guys heard anything from Kilton?”
Delta slowly shook her head. “Some of the young pack members went over to his house looking for him several times and it seems he's packed up and jumped town.”
“Any leads to his whereabouts?” Weston asked.
“No, dear.” Delta smiled sadly.
Sasha burst into the room in a very rude gesture that wasn't like her, but then again she most likely though that we were both dead. She opened her mouth to say something, but a teenage boy that I think is actually related to her and Weston somehow burst in after her and told her to shut up.
“Not in front of the human.” The boy said.
“But she's Maddie grandmother!” Sasha protested.
“Still a human!” The boy retorted.
“If you guys will excuse us Maddie and I are going to go take a shower.” Weston said.
He scooped me up so quickly that I peeped in surprise. I nuzzled my face into his neck to hide from the world.
“Do you think that Sasha knows something?” I asked Weston once we were safely inside of the bathroom.
“Of course she does.” Weston grinned. “We'll find out soon enough.”
Weston's lips met mine and I forgot what I was about to say. After being in the void for so long it felt good to be standing in a familiar place and be close to my mate.
He broke the kiss and we both quickly undressed. Weston stepped into the shower, pulling me with him. I waited impatiently as Weston adjusted the water. I wasn't worried about a shower. Between my legs was already wet and I was more than ready to take Weston's length into my body.
Weston turned quickly pinning my body between him and the shower wall. My body reacted instantly making me nearly dizzy with arousal. My nipples hardened against his chest muscles and my clit twitched. I wrapped my arms around his strong neck and he lifted one of my legs around his waist. His hard organ pressed against my pussy and twitched.
His hands ran the length of my sides making me moan. I wanted him to touch me everywhere to cleanse me of the feeling of doom that being in the void left behind.
I looked deep into my mate's brown eyes and could see the primal nature of his wolf looming there as he lifted me making it easier for us to connect at the hips. His powerful body surrounding me gave me the feeling of security that I had lacked in the void.
I moaned as Weston slid his member into my body. My eyes fluttered and my arched back. The trip to the void had left my body more sensitive than it had ever been before. Every
movement he made inside of me made me moan and call out in pleasure. I moved my hips in time with him imagining I had an up close view of our sexes. The visualization of his power organ moving in and out of my slippery crevice made the experience more intense.
My fingernails dug into his skin and my movements became more hurried. Weston's arms supported my weight easily and aided me in my movements. His lips met mine and our tongues danced together. The kiss was deep and long with teeth scraping against lips. I tasted blood, but wasn't sure if it was my own or Weston's. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that we were together as closely as mate's could be.
My muscles ached, but my primal need for satisfaction urged me on. I wanted this moment to last forever. Weston broke the kiss and sucked one of my perky nipples into his mouth. I gasped in pleasure and arched my breast towards him offering up my body for even more pleasure.
Water pelted our bodies adding to the sensations of our frantic lovemaking. Weston bit my nipple hard and I cried out as pleasure and pain mingled creating a new sensation. My mate's breathing was heavy and warm against my skin. He moaned against my breast and I moved my fingers so that I could entwine them in his thick hair.
I gently tugged Weston's hair as the familiar quivers of climax began. My eyes locked with Weston's as I called out my orgasm. I was grateful for his strength because as I came by body seemed to go limp in his arms. Weston held tight to me and kept moving in and out of my body. His thrusts were hard and deep filling me fully. My pussy contracted around his throbbing member tempting him into release.
I grinned breathlessly as Weston threw his head back and howled. The sound of his pleasure bounced around the shower stall as he released his seed into my body. I pulled him to me and kissed him passionately.
“I love you.” I said in between breaths.
“I love you too.” Weston said kissing my neck gently.
Weston and I lingered in the shower even after the water began to run cold. Neither of us wanted to face what was waiting on the other side of the bathroom door. There was family, pack, and magic to deal with, but it could wait. I traced small soapy circles on Weston's chest with my fingernail causing him to laugh. The sound of his laughter made me feel warm and gave me hope.
“We're going to have to go out there sooner or later.” Weston grinned at me.
“I know.” I sighed. “But we can wait just a little longer.”
“If we make Sasha wait much longer to tell us her secret she may explode.” He chuckled.
“Poor Sasha.” I laughed. “Come on.”
Weston knew his little sister very well. We found her pacing in the hallway with her arms crossed.
“Finally!” Sasha said throwing her arms around both of us.
“Sorry about that, kiddo.” I grinned. “It took me awhile to shake the void.”
“It's okay. Your grandmother finally gave up and left.” She grinned at me.
“So what's this big news that Bastian didn't want you shouting to the world?” Weston asked.
“Delta said I couldn't tell you until she talked to Maddie.” Sasha sighed.
“Come on then.” Weston said taking my hand and leading me to Delta's favorite sitting spot outside.
Delta smiled and motioned for me to follow her. She shook her head when Weston tried to tag along. I bit my lip in anxiety; what could she have to tell me that she didn't want Weston to hear?
Once we were alone Delta sat down under an apple tree and patted the ground signaling for me to join her. I sat down and tried not to look too nervous as I waited for her to speak. She looked at me thoughtfully for a few moments before she began to speak.
“Maddie, there comes a time in every young person's life that they must decide which path they will take and where their loyalties lie.” She said softly taking my hand in both of hers.
“What are you talking about?” I asked in confusion.
“Witches and wolves do not always agree. Life has dealt you a very unique hand and I fear at times you may find yourself having to choose between the two communities.” Delta told me. “Our laws and ways differ greatly, child.”
“I know that, but what does that have to do with me?” I asked.
“Some things you must avoid telling outsiders at all costs.” Delta said firmly. “They do not understand us, and do not want to.”
“Delta, did my grandmother insult you?” I asked.
“No. You're grandmother was quite pleasant to me, even if she was visibly upset about having to work with the likes of this old wolf.” Delta said. “No, Maddie, I speak of how we handle criminals. If Mr. Kilton's wizarding accomplice was caught the witches would prefer that they handle his trial while we think since you are one of us and the lawyer and wizard attacked our territory that we should be allowed to dole out their fate.”
“But the councils says that illegal uses of magic should be handled by..” I trailed off as a sudden understanding of what she was saying settled in.
“It won't hurt them any, child, but it's a secret you would have to keep forever. It prevents war.” Delta continued.
I nodded slowly. It was a lot to take in and I wasn't sure what to think about it. I loved Weston and his pack mates, but growing up I was taught loyalty to my people. Part of me wondered if this wasn't a choice most women had to make at one time or another. It sucked that the true question seemed to be: “Maddie, will you choose Weston, the man you love more than your own life, or the woman who worked her ass off to provide for you once your parents died?”
I lay my head against my knees and thought for a moment. It wouldn't hurt grandmother unless she ever found out. Would the wolves use that against me? I shook my head to rid myself of thought. Wolves weren't like that. I was thinking like a witch. I laughed to myself, because after all that's exactly what I am.
I turn my face towards Delta and ask, “Why is this suddenly so important?”
“Because child, your destiny depends on such choices.” Delta said softly.
“I'd never do anything to endanger Weston.” I said.
“Come.” She said standing up and offering me her hand. “Sasha must be bursting at the seams.”
I took the older woman's hand and was surprised at her strength. She easily pulled me to my feet. I can only hope that I will be half as strong when I'm old as Delta.
“Can I tell her now, Delta? Can I?” Sasha asked bouncing on the balls of her feet.
“You may, little one.” Delta said with a grin.
“Maddie, we caught the bastards!” Sasha cheered.
“Language, Sasha!” Delta scolded.
“Well, they are.” Sasha whined and then turned back to me. “We got them both, Maddie. I was the one to wrestle away the lock of hair. I bit the tub of lard and he tasted horrible!”
I laughed despite the anxiety building in my stomach. This was the real reason for Delta's probing questions. I bit my lip trying not to look concerned.
“Don't worry, Maddie, they'll get a trial.” Weston said wrapping his arms around my shoulders.
“But of course they'll be found guilty!” Sasha cheered. “You can't mess with our pack and get away with it. I bet we won't even eat them will we, Weston? Let's feed them to the wild hogs!”
“Calm down, Sasha!” Weston scolded. “I've had a long day.”
“A long week.” Delta corrected. “You both need sleep.”
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