Authors: Dixie Lynn Dwyer
It wasn’t far from where he had fallen into the lake and nearly drowned.
He was trying to calm his breathing. It wasn’t that the trek through the woods was too much for him or his wolf. It was her scent. His cock was so damn hard, his need to possess her in the most primitive, sexual way kept entering his mind. But with those thoughts of having her, came the sensation of pain. That monster that owned his soul obviously could either read his thoughts, too, or sense his desires.
What exactly was the monster, the power controlling him?
He was originally going to head back toward the city, away from the pack territory and just rid himself of her. But something came over him. The further he walked, the deeper into Venificus land, less and less he felt the power of the evil. He glanced down at his sleeping beauty. And she was so very beautiful. Draco knew he had given her a lot of the chemical to make her sleep, in case she was stronger than anyone anticipated, but now he was worried. Had he given her too much?
He came upon the overgrown trees and the small log cabin. He was pretty sure that he had been the last one in the place, but he had heard some stories about some of the young teenagers in the packs coming here to get away from their responsibilities.
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As he pushed against the door and finally got it open, he was surprised at how intact it was. Although dusty and obviously not used in quite some time despite the rumors, it would have to do.
He walked further into the room and toward what used to be a bedroom. Using one hand to shake out the dust and cobwebs from nonuse, he remained using only one arm to hold Ariella against him.
She was petite and hardly weighed anything at all.
He fixed the blanket and then gently laid her down onto the bed.
In doing so, her legs parted, her skirt lifted to her upper thighs and his heart nearly shot from his chest. He couldn’t help but reach out and caress her thigh. She had great legs. They were firm, soft, yet toned.
With her head sideways, her arms by her side, and her hips slightly tilted, her low-cut blouse revealed the swell of some serious cleavage.
He placed his palm against her cool cheek and caressed it with his thumb. He licked his lips, and wondered how she would taste.
Draco absorbed every bit of her he could. The way her long, brown locks cascaded over the pillow and down to the comforter. The delicate structure of her cheeks, the gentle chords of her silky neck, and supple skin led to her toned shoulder and the low dip there. He wondered what she tasted like. Was her skin as delicious as it appeared?
He leaned forward and brushed his thumb over her lower lip.
“Ariella?” He whispered her name, loving the way it sounded coming from his lips and in his head.
“Come on and wake up,” he told her, his voice a little bit firmer, his concern getting deeper. It had been hours since he covered her mouth and took her from the mansion. She should be walking by now.
He ran his index finger down her throat so gently, his eyes intensely holding the image of the great contrast between her size and his finger alone. He was monstrous compared to her. That thought.
Monstrous. That was exactly what he was now.
He inhaled as his heart sunk, but with that deep breath, he was overcome with Ariella’s luscious scent. He took another deep breath,
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and then another. He felt his cock grow beneath his pants, his wolf’s own desires began to overwhelm him. He leaned closer, and took what he wanted. A kiss, a taste of this sweet, delectable woman lying so still and unknowing on the bed. When his lips touched her soft, feminine ones, it was like a spark or strike of lightning zinged his entire body, heart, soul, and all.
She tasted like heaven. He heard her moan and he pulled back, watching her intently. Was she going to hit him for kissing her?
Should he care? He was a man who always got what he wanted. Years living as a human, in the human hustle and bustle world, he could pick and choose his lovers. Wolves had charm, charisma, and some primitive assets and charms that human women went wild for. That thought made him regret his indiscretions, as he looked at a goddess, perfection right before him.
Her eyes, a blue-green color widened in surprise. But instead of jumping up or trying to run, she tilted her head at him.
“Draco, what have you done?”
* * * *
“He has us running on a wild-goose chase. Why can’t we track him, Palidor?” Orion asked as they stood in the woods unsure of which direction to go. They had finally realized that Draco had taken their mate through the lavender fields in order to stop them from tracking them. Now, here they were, through that stinky obstacle and now with no scent, no direction to head.
“Let me think. We haven’t been out this far on the land for years.
He was heading somewhere he thought would be safe.”
“Yeah, the fucking city so he can hand our mate to the danger that is hunting her.”
“I don’t think so. If he was going to head back to the city, we would have caught his scent by now, headed that way. Or at least the others would have.”
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Orion ran his fingers through his hair.
“Which way should we go?”
“We played in these woods as children. Let’s let our wolves lead us. We’ve been running on anger, on fear for our mate’s life instead of allowing the Goddesses the power of our heritage to lead us. Let’s go that way.”
Orion shifted right after Palidor did. They headed deeper into the woods, into Venificus territory.
* * * *
Ariella couldn’t believe the mix of emotions she had. Her power was humming. That inner gift that told her when something magical was going to happen or a premonition or a significant thing was going to take place. Draco was so very big, and extremely handsome. He was tall, rugged, and sexy. She knew that he was to be her mate as well. How Palidor and Orion would feel about that she was certain wouldn’t be positive. Especially since Draco just abducted her.
“I just wanted to be sure that you were okay. The chemical I used to sedate you should have worn off hours ago.”
She looked away from him and around her.
“Where are we?”
“It doesn’t matter. We’re heading out soon. I didn’t feel like carrying you.”
He started to get up but for some reason she reacted. She grabbed his shirtsleeve.
“Where have you been? Why are you helping the one who is trying to destroy your family, our packs?”
“They are not my family, my pack. I am nothing to anyone.” He tried to pull away, but she stopped him by grabbing his hand. The moment their skin touched, she felt the shock, the awareness.
So did Draco, because he stared at their hands and then toward her face.
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“You’ve grown up, Ariella.”
She looked him over, felt her breathing hitch. “So have you.”
When he used his free hand to move up her thigh and then to her waist, she shuddered with need. Her pussy wept and his eyes began to glow. He swallowed hard.
“I wasn’t expecting this. I never thought it possible,” he whispered.
“I know what you mean.”
He leaned closer and then paused a few inches from her face.
Their eyes locked, she felt the connection and knew he was fighting this.
But then he leaned closer and kissed her lips. She reached up and held his head and cheek as he pressed his tongue deeper between her teeth. She opened for him, loving the taste of Draco, as his scent, his wolf filled her.
Suddenly she was down on the bed, flat on her back and he was half over her, kissing her, pressing his palm under her skirt to her thigh.
She lifted her leg, wanting to feel more of him touching her when his hand moved up and to her breast. She moaned into his mouth.
They were both battling over control of the kiss, when he pinched her nipple and she submitted to his control. His hand swept down from her breast to under her skirt as he shifted his body to the left. A moment later his thick, hard fingers tore her panties from her pussy and he plunged a finger up into her.
“Oh!” she moaned, opening her mouth to breathe as he pumped his finger and licked and nipped her chin. His mouth was everywhere.
Her throat, her shoulder, then lower to her cleavage. He added a second finger, and she thrust up against his digits best she could.
Still he went lower, she grabbed at his hair, as his mouth traveled over her breasts, her ribs and belly. She moaned loudly when his mouth ended between her thighs, his sharp whiskers rubbed and aroused her skin.
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“Oh, Draco.” She moaned and then felt his tongue and fingers collide against her cunt. He licked and sucked, pressed and thrust into her pussy.
She grabbed his hair. The black locks long enough for a good hold as she widened her thighs and let him continue the assault on her body.
When she felt his long, thick wolf tongue push deeper, she shook with an incredible orgasm. She screamed his name and rocked against his mouth.
He lifted up, and she locked gazes with his glowing eyes, the shiny cum on his chin and upper lip.
“Fucking delicious.”
Draco grabbed her legs and pulled her lower as he adjusted between her stretched thighs. He grabbed a hold of her hair and face with the palms of his hands and covered her mouth, kissing her deeply.
Ariella wrapped her legs around his waist and then felt his hand move under her thigh and straight to her ass cheek. He squeezed and she thrust upward.
When he pulled from her mouth and continued to suck on her neck and nip her flesh she felt all aroused and ready to combust.
“I want you. I want to fuck you so hard, so deeply, you’ll never think of anyone but me ever again.”
She immediately thought of Palidor and Orion.
“Palidor and Orion,” she whispered.
He stopped. He was breathing heavily and he stared down into her eyes.
“What about them?”
“They’re my mates, too, just like you are.”
She saw his expression immediately change. He shoved up from the bed. He ran his fingers through his shoulder-length black hair.
“No. Fucking no way.”
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“Yes. They’re my mates. The four of us are bound to one another.”
She slowly started to get up from the bed. Her blouse was ripped opened. She didn’t even remember how. Her breast tingled, and her pussy felt slightly sore from his thrusts and wolf tongue. And somehow she wanted more.
“That isn’t going to happen. I’m not part of them. They have each other. I have no one.”
She reached for his arm and he abruptly pulled it away, shocking her.
“Draco, you are their brother. They love you and have missed you. They’ve been searching.”
“No. They haven’t been searching. They never cared because we’re not the same.”
She didn’t understand why he was saying these things. He was Venificus. The royal bloodline was strong. Something wasn’t right.
“Your mother has been so sad. She misses you, too.”
He looked up at her and she could see that he did care, but then she sensed something else. Her heart ached. There was something inside of him.
Suddenly the door burst open and Palidor and Orion shoved inside. They looked so enraged she knew she had to stop them from killing their own brother.
“No!” she yelled and then jumped in front of Draco. Palidor and Orion froze where they were.
“Move. He wants to bring you to the evil one hunting all those innocent wolves. Our family and friends. He’s one of them!” Palidor yelled.
“You touched her. You fucking tasted her.” Orion stepped forward as he roared.
Draco wrapped an arm around her waist, his forearm edged under her breasts, making the blouse pull open even further.
“Of course I did.”
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“She’s our mate. You should have smelled us on her.” Orion growled and then went toward Draco but Palidor stopped him.
“I’ll rip his fucking heart out.”
“You can’t. He’s her mate, too,” Palidor stated, and then Draco pulled her tighter, making her gasp.
“Seems like we have a big problem now, don’t we?” Draco whispered in a very evil-sounding voice.
Ariella held on to his arm and closed her eyes. The vision came on in a flash.
* * * *
Draco was drunk. She saw him in the forest walking aimlessly and
carrying on about his family. He was sad and angry. He had a vision.
The Goddesses came to him and told him what his powers were.
Ariella couldn’t see what they were just that Draco seemed upset. He
overindulged with alcohol and drugs.
They usually didn’t affect wolves like they affected humans, but
then she saw that someone had given him something at a bar or club.
The face of that person was black. She couldn’t see what it was, but
sensed its evil. Then suddenly he was too close to the wedge of the
steep wall and there was a deep pond below. He grabbed his head. He
was saying no and shaking it.
“I won’t do it. I don’t want that.” Suddenly he thrust to the right,
as if he were pushed by some imaginary individual or power. She
gasped watching him tumble to his death and into the cold deep
water. He disappeared. She looked over the edge. This was her view,
and she saw the moon disappear and darkness overtake the bright
night.
Something swept down and pulled him from the depths of the
water. And she looked to the shoreline. He was coughing, gasping for
air. But he was still shaking his head.
“They don’t care. They won’t miss me. I mean nothing.”
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Her heart ached, and then she knew that the evil took his soul.
Like the man, the wolf in the city who wanted his mate but couldn’t
fight the demon without her help. Draco was being controlled by that
same evil.