Furbitten Falls Alpha's: A Wolf Shifter Mpreg Romance Bundle

by Preston Walker

  “I’m going to need a little more than that,” I said.

  “I like you a lot, in fact I’d really fallen for you and if I took anti-heat pills and I stayed pretending I was an alpha, kept you at arms length, then I wasn’t about to get myself hurt,” he said. “You, Jarrett and Slater are the closest thing to a family I have here and I didn’t want to lose you or be rejected by you. I loved you too much and I wanted to protect my heart and that’s that. I didn’t want anyone else, I just wanted you, so I didn’t want to find my fated mate. Imagine my surprise when it turned out to be you. Thank God it was you.”

  He took a breath, steadying himself. He looked a little pale, like that had taken a lot out of him. A single tear rolled down his face.

  Without hesitating, I leaned forward and stroked his cheek, catching the tear on my thumb and brushing it away. He looked so innocent, so breakable, like just my touch could shatter him into a thousand pieces.

  “I’m not going anywhere,” I whispered. “I’m right here and I have no intention of being anywhere else, okay? I’m in this, Tate. I hope you are too.”

  “I’m in this too, Chasen,” he said, his voice shaking a little. “I mean, I’m scared. I don’t want to lose you. I’m pretty sure you and your brothers are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, but I want to be with you for as long as you’ll have me.”

  I smiled. “Forever it is then.”

  The waiter came over with our food and we ended up splitting what we were having, him having half my chicken, me having half of his fish, and we seemed unable to keep our hands off each other throughout the whole meal. If we weren’t holding hands across the table or stealing touches of each others we reached for drinks or condiments, we were playing footsie underneath the table, which was really getting me going.

  We left the restaurant a couple of hours later and, instead of heading back to Frostbites, I took Tate’s hand and led him towards the park where we walked while the sun set on what had been a perfect afternoon. The orange light of the setting sun pushed through the trees casting dancing shadows of leaves and branches on the pathways. It was quiet, secluded, hardly another soul in sight.

  “Dance with me,” I said as we reached the bandstand, a group of violinists playing nearby. The music flew up into the clear sky that was steadily turning an inky black and surrounded us. If there was anyone else around, I didn’t care. We’d not had a chance to do this at the bonding ceremony, or at any other event we’d both been at over the past however many years we’d known each other and I wanted to make up for lost time.

  “What?” he said. “We’re in public, Chasen, I’m not dancing with you.”

  I pulled him by the hand bringing him closer to me. “I won’t take no for an answer,” I said, wrapping my arms around him. Almost instinctively, his arms drew up around my neck, mind resting on his lower back and we swayed back and forth as they played, the music infecting our bones, our bodies moving in time with one another.

  “Would you look at that,” Tate whispered. “You’re the perfect height to dance with.”

  I looked down at him and I grinned. “I could say the same to you.” I kissed him softly on the lips, reeling at the sensation of him kissing me back. Who knew that someone reciprocating a kiss could make your heart fly quite this much?

  We carried on dancing until the violists gave up and went home, a few of them giving us sweet smiles as they wandered past. They’d given us a show, and we’d given them one. They’d really made this something of a perfect ending. Though I didn’t want it to end. I so didn’t want it to end.

  I took his hand and we started walking again. “What now?” I asked.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well, you have two choices here Tate,” I said. “You can either head back to Frostbites and help Jonica cash out for the day, tell her what a wonderful time we had and piss off whatever customers that remain by talking about me.”

  “You’re not going to let me live that down, are you?” he said. “I swear, we weren’t talking about you that much.”

  “Whatever, it’s nice,” I grinned. “Or the night doesn’t have to end yet.” I stopped and looked him right in the eyes. “You could always come back to my place,” I said. “I’ve missed so many nights with you Tate, it seems stupid to lose another one. What do you say?”

  “I say your place sounds perfect.”

  We barely made it through the front door before I kissed him wildly, tearing off his jacket and sending it flying across the room, pulling him up the stairs and to the bedroom so that I could get him naked again. It was only a couple of days ago, but it felt like a lifetime had gone by.

  He pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me, straddling me, kissing me hard on the lips, running his hands through my hair. It was nice to see that he couldn’t get enough of me as much as I couldn’t get enough of him. Something told me this was going to work.

  “How are you feeling after yesterday?” I said when he came up for breath.

  He laughed. “A little bit sore,” he said with a smile. “That’s quite a weapon you’ve got there.” He reached his hand behind him and started playing my cock through the fabric of my pants.

  “Do you feel like you could go for another round?” I asked.

  “Oh, you’re such a romantic, Chasen,” he breathed.

  “Oh, is that so?” I said. “Well you don’t have to have it at all, it was only a suggestion.” I pushed him off me. “We could just go to bed now, I’m a fierce cuddler. Or we could head back downstairs and watch a movie. We don’t have to have sex again.”

  “Don’t you dare, try and take that away from me,” Tate said. “I was only kidding, please don’t change your mind.”

  I shrugged, turning away from him, unable to keep the grin off my face as I teased him. “I don’t know, maybe I’m just not in the mood now. I think I’m tired, maybe I’ll just go to bed.”

  “Please, Chasen,” he said, getting off the bed and to his feet so he could stand in front of me. I could see the outline of his cock through his jeans. It looked magnificent, even in the limited light. I wanted it, I so wanted it. “Please can we?”

  “Can we what?” I leaned back on my hands, looking up at him. “What do you want me to do?”

  He bit his lip and started undoing the buttons of his shirt, not taking his eyes off me for a second. He threw it to the floor, just letting it fall wherever and started unbuttoning his jeans. He slid them down, revealing a pair of pink boxer briefs and that magnificent bulge of his. I was doomed.

  “Now, that’s not fair,” I said. “How do you expect me to say no to you when you’re practically naked in front of me?”

  “I want you to fuck me, Chasen,” he said, looping his fingers beneath the waistband of his underwear as he had done yesterday. This seemed to be his signature move. Maybe I’d let him finish it this time rather than rushing him along. I mean, we have all night. “I want you to fuck me hard.”

  “Come here, then,” I said, beckoning him closer.

  Every step he took was like agony, that little saunter of his making me weak for him and he knew it. He grinned the whole way over. He was rock hard in his boxer briefs and I was rock hard in my pants, we both wanted this.

  I kissed him softly on the mouth, letting myself enjoy the taste of him the feel of his tongue intertwining with mine, savoring the moment in a way I hadn’t given myself the chance to on Friday at the bonding ceremony.

  His hands found their way to unbutton my shirt, his fingers exploring every inch of my body, digging his fingers in and massaging me, pressing his body close to me so his cock rubbed against mine, causing my breath to come up short. He knew exactly what he was doing and I liked it.

  I reached my hand down and into his briefs, wrapping my fingers around his warm, throbbing cock. He gasped into my mouth as I started to slide my hand back and forth, it was a magnificent cock; thick, rock hard and mine.

  I took a deep breath, trying to steady my ra
cing heart, and got down onto my knees, wrapping my hand around his cock again and feeling the throb of his heartbeat running through it. I started to lick at the head. He tasted sweet, sweeter than I could have imagined. I put my mouth over it and started to swallow him whole, running my hands over his ass as I did so, breathing him in, relishing the taste of him

  “Oh, fuck, Chasen,” he groaned as he ran his hands through my hair.

  I pulled his cock out of my mouth and jerked it a few times, licking at the head, eating up any precum that leaked out.

  “Turn around,” I said.

  He did as he was told and showed me his ass. I could still see the marks on it from where I had spanked him hard yesterday, though the marks on his thighs had faded. God I wanted to make that ass mine again.

  “You’re sure you’re okay?” I asked. I had to make sure. I didn’t want to hurt him.

  “Yeah.”

  “And you’re sure you want me to fuck you?” I slapped his ass and he yelped.

  “Yeah.”

  I stood up, squeezing a handful of his ass. It was so perfect, so pert, so peachy.

  I leaned in closer to him, kissing him on the shoulder, on the neck, all the way up to his ear. “Get on all fours on the bed,” I growled.

  He didn’t waste any time, hurrying away from me and obediently getting himself ready on the bed, his ass in the air ready to receive me. I took my clothes off, throwing them on the floor, hardly able to contain my excitement. My cock leaked again, but it didn’t bother me as it seemed to make the perfect lube yesterday, especially given how slick Tate was. This was what it could be like, this was how we could have been for so long had it not been for those pills. Fuck those pills, we could have had it all so much sooner than this. He was so beautiful and I was so hungry for him.

  He whimpered as I got onto the bed, maybe he was a little nervous, maybe he was a little excited. I was both of these things and more. I grabbed onto his hips, stroking them gently before getting up onto my knees. I moved him around a little so his ass was in the right position for me and held my cock against his hole as I had done yesterday, just enjoying the feel of him.

  He was shaking. I could feel it all the way through his body and onto my cock. He quivered with anticipation for what was to come. I started to push a little. Not too much, just enough to give a little bit of pressure, enough to make him hungrier for it.

  “Please, Chasen,” he groaned, burying his head into the bed. “Please.”

  “So long as you’re being polite,” I quipped, as I drove my cock harder into his asshole. I didn’t wait for him to adjust this time; I just kept pushing through until I had filled him up, my cock buried in his ass, my hips resting against his cheeks.

  He started to pull away and then pushed himself back onto my cock, fucking himself on me. I gasped as he started to grind against me, taking all of me inside of him. The warmth of him, the tightness of him around my cock already bringing me torturously close. He moaned as he used me as a fuck toy and, to my surprise, I was enjoying it. Enjoying watching him use me for pleasure, but not enough that I wanted it to finish that way.

  As he tried to pull away again, I stopped him. “One day we can do it like that,” I said. “Because that’s pretty fucking hot. Where did you learn that? I thought you were a virgin.”

  “I was a virgin, but that doesn’t mean I don’t watch porn,” he quipped. “I wanted to try it.”

  “And?”

  “I liked it,” he said with a giggle.

  “Good, but not for today,” I replied. “You said you wanted me to fuck you, so I’m going to fuck you.”

  I pushed my fingers against his hips, letting them explore his ass a little, his thighs, parts of him I’d missed when I’d been in such a rush to mate with him at the bonding ceremony. This was the time when I could take him in fully, breathe in that scent of him and breathe in every inch of that beautiful body of his.

  His skin burned at my touch, every inch of him on fire, tingling beneath me as I drew patterns across his back, digging in to watch him writhe, to watch him wriggle beneath me.

  He started backing up again but I spanked him hard, my hand striking his ass cheek with a loud slap. He yelped. My heart skipped. It was so satisfying.

  I pushed myself inside him, slowly, throwing my head back and letting myself get lost in the feel of him, in being so deeply connected with him like this. My fingers still traced patterns on him, getting wilder now, my nails scratching him, his skin still hot to touch, somehow growing hotter with every passing second.

  We heated up as a pair, the two of us two sets of fireworks ready to explode, ready to burst with color into the skies above. And I couldn’t keep the grin off my face, the feelings of absolute joy that seemed to radiate from me when I was near him, somehow increasing tenfold when I was inside him, when we were practically one person. This was everything I had ever wanted. I was fucking Tate Heely. And every moan, every whimper, every time he said my name it reminded me that I was doing this, that I made him this happy, that the journey we were on was one we were on together and there was nothing that would stand in our way.

  This was what I wanted, from now until when the sun went down on my life. I wanted it to be me and Tate from now until forever and I’d never been so certain of anything in my life.

  I slapped his ass again and he yelped, no doubt still a little bit sore from yesterday.

  “Chasen, I think I’m gonna come.”

  I took it as a signal, as a green light, and I spanked him again, carrying on fucking him, letting myself slip further and further away from just being me and closer and closer to being bonded with him for as long as there was a breath in my body. I thrusted harder and faster until he cried out and I heard his cum hitting my bed sheets. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. There was a fire in me that raged, the fuses on every single firework in me had been lit and I had to keep going until they screamed away from me, until they burst in the sky in a million colors. I kept going, feeling the pressure building up in my groin, sweaty beading on my forehead and rolling down my face, down my chest as I fucked Tate. I couldn’t believe it. Friday hadn’t been a dream, it was a dream come true.

  I thrusted into Tate one last time, spilling my cum into his ass, filling him up and not wanting to let him go, never wanting to let him go. And in that moment, I knew I wanted to be with Tate for life. I didn’t want to wait for a ceremony, not when we had already lost so much time. I leaned down and wrapped my arms around him, sinking my teeth into his neck. He moaned as I did it, as I connected us both, as I bonded us together for life. Me and Tate. Fated.

  8

  Tate

  Waking up in someone else’s bed definitely wasn’t something I was used to doing. While I used to talk a big game, and Jarrett probably thought I was some kind of slut, this was the first time this had ever happened to me. Perhaps lying about not being a virgin wasn’t my smartest move.

  Chasen had a really nice house though and, while it took me a little while to orient myself when I woke up, being wrapped in sheets that smelled like him was pretty damn comforting. He lived by the lake, just like Jarrett did and I’d seen his house a million times before but never actually been inside it. I started to wonder if Jarrett saw us come back last night, or if he would see me leave this morning. I guess I’d have to be careful until we decided to talk to him about us.

  I rolled over in bed, wrapping myself in Chasen’s scent again. I could have just laid there all day but I knew I had to get to work. Chasen had already left as he had an early meeting and I should have been at the bakery about an hour ago, but just couldn’t bring myself to move. I’d texted Jonica and she’d totally understood why I was going to be late, but I wasn’t about to abandon her for the whole day. She really had my back yesterday and I didn’t want to push my luck, not at all.

  I got out of bed and the blood suddenly rushed to my head. I grabbed hold of the bedframe to steady myself. It came out of nowhere. I was suddenly dizzy, an
d I couldn’t seem to shake it off. I was careful while I took my shower and pulled on yesterday’s clothes, but my stomach churned and my head was swimming. I was glad I didn’t have my car with me because I definitely shouldn’t be driving in this state. I tried to rest a bit in the cab on the way to work.

  When I got to Frostbites, still not feeling all that good, I quickly ran upstairs to get changed into some fresh clothes before joining Jonica behind the counter.

  “So, someone didn’t come home last night,” Jonica teased when the crowd had died down a little. She hadn’t been able to keep the grin off her face all morning so I knew she had been waiting to hit me with that gem.

  “No,” I said, still feeling light headed. “Chasen took me to a nice restaurant and then we went back to his.”

  “And slept?”

  “We had an adult sleepover,” I said with a wink. She squealed, disturbing that same man who had overheard our conversations yesterday.

  I shushed her. “We need to stop doing this otherwise I’m going to end up with no customers,” I said, not able to keep the smile off my face. I was so glad I had Jonica to talk to about this. I knew at some point Jarrett would have to know exactly what was going on, but for now I had Jonica and she was all I needed.

  “But it’s all good, right?” she said, her tone now a little more serious. “You two are together? You’re happy?”

  I grinned. “The happiest. Thank you for looking after the place yesterday, I really appreciate it.”

  “Anytime,” she replied. “Besides, you’re the boss, what was I going to do, say no?”

  “Well, as a token of my appreciation,” I said. “I’m going to go and ice some cupcakes because we’re short and I know you hate it.”

  “Icing under my nails makes me crazy.”

  “See?” I shrugged. “Don’t say I never do anything for you.”