Fox Chance in Hell (Misfit Shifters Book 3)

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by Rae Foxx


  Just as I reached my own inevitable orgasm, I felt Owen’s cock strain and tense in my mouth. He pulled out slightly to let me breathe, but hot cum filled my mouth and throat as he too, came aggressively. Both Owen and I rocked together, pleasure filling me up completely as I watched my mate, my Owen, come for me. He’s back. He’s safe.

  Finally slowing, he pulled out of my mouth as I gasped for air. Evan was still inside of me, twitching slightly, while Travis lay next to me, my hand still wrapped around him. Owen fell to the bed above my head, and I shifted to allow Evan to do the same.

  Now in a sweaty, messy, cum-sticky pile, none of us spoke until finally, Owen whispered above me “That Unicorn is a god damn treasure. Worth its weight in glitter.”

  We all broke out into exhausted laughter, the reality of everything that had happened in the last few weeks driving us into a frenzy of hiccups and wheezes. We didn’t stop laughing for a good, long while, and I expected we’d be laughing like this together for the rest of our lives. I smiled again.

  Works for me.

  21

  I woke up alone for the first time in a long time. I patted the bed next to me, questioning the lack of sounds from my mates and verified what I figured was true.

  Travis’ house had a lot of bedrooms. Sometimes we made a puppy pile, other times we all needed a good night’s sleep alone. I tried to get comfortable, swishing my legs around, but nothing was helping. Exhaustion ran deep in my bones, but my brain and my heart refused to turn off. My core swirled with need that made every part of me pulse and tense.

  I sat up, drenched with sweat, and tuned into my fox hearing to see if my mates were awake. The only thing I heard was Owen’s soft snoring in the other room. They were knocked out. We had worn each other out several times that night.

  Despite them being asleep, I tiptoed across the room and darted out the partially opened window and shifted right outside. I padded my way across town and to the back of City Hall where I knew that down below, my Wulf was being held. I looked around a bit at all the businesses now open, ‘sale’ and ‘now open’ signs hanging all over. Cummings Cove was on the swift mend.

  I opened the old, creaky door that led to the prison, and bounced down the stairs, plummeting into the darkness below. The echo of the door shutting made me jump and I froze in place, wondering if he was even there. Travis promised he would keep him locked up, but things could have changed.

  The four of us didn’t talk about him at home. He had become like that villain. He who must not be named and all that.

  But a mate never forgets. And neither does her heart.

  I questioned myself for being here and almost turned around to go back home, when his voice, the only voice I craved in the darkness, echoed through the place. “Hello, little fox. I didn’t expect to see you here.”

  “I didn’t expect to come,” I retorted with a whisper. My entire body had ignited at the sound of his voice, and it took every ounce of restraint not to go to him...yet.

  “That’s because you’re my mate. I’ve been lost without my little fox. Like there’s a gaping hole in my heart.” I heard the padding of footsteps, and I held my breath.

  “I’m so sorry, Scarlet. I’m sorry for everything. I’ll prove to you that I can be good, I promise.”

  His words tugged at my heart and I stepped forward, giving in to the pull of him. “I know. But it’s not me you have to worry about.”

  I crouched down, letting the shift overtake me. As my fox, I slipped through the bars and into the cell with him. I nuzzled against his legs, but only for a moment, before shifting back to human and pressing all of my naked body against all of him. I knew I shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t even trust him, but I couldn’t deny that I felt incredibly lost without him.

  “You believe me, mate?” He said, the shock apparent in his tone.

  “I do. I don’t want to lose you. I won’t lose you.”

  He gasped, relief flooding the sound, as he picked me up and squeezed me to him. A sob went through him, and you could count me equally shocked. I’d never heard an ounce of weakness in him, and my heart swelled at the emotion.

  “Wulf, I need you. I need you like I need air. What you did was so fucked up and wrong, but I can’t deny that even with three loyal mates, I felt there was something missing.”

  Wulf gently set me down and gazed into my eyes. I noticed a single tear running down his face, and I swiped it away. “You’re right, Scar, what I did was wrong. But you have to understand that Lym controlled me my entire life. I didn’t know any alternative. I didn’t even know that there could be an alternative.” The words were rushed, coming out in a whisper there in the cell.

  Being this close to him, smelling him, feeling my heart thunder at once again being in his arms...I felt my pussy throb once. A demand.

  “I believe you, Wulf. Lym was a real son of a cunt, but the law won’t just change because you were manipulated. Which is why I have a request.” I peeked up at his face, watching his reaction. He seemed to tense for a moment, worried that I was going to ask something awful of him, but he just nodded once.

  “I need you to be good. To plead guilty and do everything you can to serve your time and be released. Come back to me.”

  Wulf pulled away like I’d slapped him.

  “Plead guilty? Scar, how the hell could I not? I’m… amazed you’d even think I’d try to admit no fault in all this.”

  Immediately regretting my choice in words, I stepped back up to him, arms reaching for him. He allowed me to wrap around him as I said, “I’m so sorry, Wulf. Sorry that this had to happen, and sorry that you had such a shitty life. I’m the most sorry that we can’t be together, as mates. That’s the only reason I want you to do everything in your power to return to me. To us.”

  I felt him take a slow breath before saying, “I will. For you, little fox, I’d do anything.”

  My heart swelled again and I jumped on him, wrapping my legs around his waist and slamming my mouth against his own. Fuck, I needed him bad.

  Wulf did not protest my aggression, and instead slapped his palms against my ass cheeks, hoisting me higher and kissing me back with equal intensity. For a moment we simply reveled in touching each other, tasting each other. Before, with Travis and the twins, I thought I’d been the happiest I’d ever be in my life, but now I knew that was a lie. I needed Wulf there with us to feel complete, and just as he said he’d do anything to be with me again, I’d do the same for him.

  I unwrapped my legs and dropped to my knees before him. He eyed me with that one gleaming blue orb, glanced around to ensure no one would see or hear us, then began unbuckling his pants.

  I was already breathing heavily, panting at the prospect of having him in my mouth again. Once his erection was pointing directly at my mouth, I gripped his thighs, taking it into my mouth immediately. He groaned as I did so, his hands plunging into my hair and quickly pushing me further onto him. My throat expanded and I choked a little on his girth, but was too desperate to care about any pain right now.

  After a few moments of pulsing and sucking, Wulf couldn’t take it anymore. He yanked me up by my hair and I cried out.

  “Ow! Careful!” Wulf didn’t respond, but pulled me over to the tiny cot in the cell and laid me on top of it. He quickly straddled me and had my shorts removed in a matter of seconds. How could I have ever thought I could live without this asshole to fuck me up a wall? How could I ever go a single day without that beautiful cock to press into me?

  And press into me it did, without reservation. I moaned as he spread and filled my pussy, his cock twitching inside me. He returned his mouth to my own where he sucked on my lips, biting me. My nails dug into his back as he fucked me hard. This would be no loving fuck of the recently reunited. This would be the fuck of a wolf who has finally captured his prey.

  I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  We spent the night together. Fucking, sucking, and kissing until we were both covered in scratches, bruis
es, and hickeys. I regretted none of it, and I knew Wulf was glad I’d been willing to brave getting arrested for breaking into a prisoner’s cell. Finally, knowing our time was coming to a close, I turned to where Wulf was half sleeping next to me. I kissed his mouth again, rousing him.

  “Already wanting more, little fox?” He smirked like the cocky fucker I knew he was. “No, just think it’s time to say goodbye.”

  His smile fell slightly, but he turned to see the lightening sky and nodded. He turned back to me, giving my breast a perfunctory squeeze before plunging his tongue back in my mouth. He was savoring what little time we had left together. Who knew what would happen after this? Who knew if he’d be taken away from me again?

  Breaking the violent kiss, he pulled away and said “Thank you, Scarlet. Thank you for believing me. Thank you for taking a chance on a lonely wolf with an eyepatch.” His voice was low, emotional again. I guess it had also occurred to him that we may not see each other again for a while.

  “Of course,” I murmured, and meant it. He was my mate, and there was nothing I wouldn’t do for him.

  There was nothing left to say, so we simply watched the sky grow brighter together, until it was high time for me to get my fox ass out of there.

  Wulf kissed me between the bars, giving my ass a firm squeeze.. I turned and gave him one last look before going up the stairs, closing the door behind me.

  When I turned to make my way back home, Travis was standing there, smirk on his face, arms crossed, aviators on.

  “I know you two are mates. That it’s likely impossible to stay away from each other, but I can’t let him go either, Scarlet.” He reached out to run his hand down my face.

  I didn’t know what to say. So I said nothing.

  “If this is what you want, I will always support you, but I have to keep him here. I will make sure he doesn’t face the death penalty. I can give you that much.” He lowered his sunglasses and looked down his nose at me.

  I sighed, but let him lead me away. Travis was right. Wulf needed to be locked up. He had done a hell of a lot of awful things, and even though I now knew it wasn’t necessarily his fault, they had still happened. I wanted more than anything for things to be fixed, for Wulf to be back with us. With his family. But I knew that I’d have to be patient, which was not one of my specialties.

  Pulling me from my tortured thoughts, I missed what Travis had said.

  “What’s that?” I asked, a shiver spindling through me.

  “I will always be the one to fuck you the hardest.”

  I gulped.

  “Prove it.”

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  Born and raised in Atlanta, Rae Foxx moved to Arizona when she reached adulthood. When Rae isn’t writing, she works part time at a Pilates studio. Her favorite spot is on the couch watching horror movies while sneaking cinnamon rolls. She’s endlessly searching for the perfect cup of coffee.

  Rae Foxx writes salty, sarcastic heroines and alluring men who love them. Her books revolve around paranormal and supernatural harems where a girl can have all the men and romance she wants.

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