“I was punished by my sire. He left me chained to a cave wall in the Breakaway Mountains of the Yukon and starved of blood for almost five hundred years. A Lycan found me.” She rocked again, and then stopped, sucking in her breath. “My gods, you feel so good.” Her inner muscles convulsed around him. Her rhythm increased. “Okay, where was I,” her whisper coated with passion. “I loved him, that Lycan named Drick. I drank from him and didn’t die. Instead my senses became acute like your kind. I craved his blood, like candy to me. After I gained my strength back, he mated with me.”
Jase gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the inevitable. Ria’s rhythm climbing to another level, her breasts bouncing over his face. He captured one and suckled.
Ria moaned and slowed her hips, sliding up his shaft so only its head remained inside. “Drick bit my shoulder to mark me, drawing my blood. As he licked the wound he keeled over and died, slow and painful.”
Her breast pulled away from Jase’s mouth as she bent lower, licking his neck. He felt the prick of her incisors penetrate his skin. As she drank, sparks sizzled from the wounds, whipped down his torso, and ended at his groin. He slammed his cock into her, holding her hips while he pumped in a wild frenzy of need, lust, and passion until he came inside her.
She continued to drink from him, renewing his erection and making him light-headed.
“Ria, slow down, you’re taking too much.”
Her hips curled forward and back, building passionate tension. She licked his wounds, and then lifted herself from him, some of his come dribbling over him from her slit. His gaze met hers, and he lost himself to the glowing red lure of her eyes. Again, his body became immobile and his cock throbbed from her stimulation. She moved down until her lips wrapped around the head of his erection. Her tongue tantalized, her incisors penetrated and drew more blood, his ejaculation instantaneous.
Jase watched Ria lick the wounds closed and suck his juices until his cock went dry. This time he didn’t lose consciousness, but his senses went askew with a ringing in his ears and blurry vision. But he scented his own come when she straddled his face.
Trevor
Trevor sprinted through the thick snow, charging ahead toward the caves. After about half an hour, Rynd growled from behind. Trevor stopped, realizing the bear wanted Trevor’s attention. He waited for Rynd to catch up. The bear nodded and then jerked his head north. Trevor nodded and let Rynd take the lead, even though the bear ran slower than Trevor wanted, he accepted the fact Rynd was already on Lindsey’s scent.
They ran for another twenty minutes and then Rynd switched directions, heading west. He bounded up a steep path, slowing over the icy patches. Suddenly, Lindsey’s scent hit Trevor like he’d ran straight into a tree, slamming into him and stimulating all of his senses. His need to hold her grew by the second as did his throbbing rock-solid cock.
Trevor ran into the ass-end of Rynd when he stopped. Rynd swirled around, nodded, and jerked his head toward a small cave opening. Trevor ran around him, figuring Rynd could squeeze through it if he wanted. Just inside the cave opening, Lindsey stood, all soft and feminine on the outside and he knew her heart to be courageous and strong on the inside, as if expecting him any moment. She smiled, and his heart beat to match the rhythm of hers as he strutted to her.
“Trev, you make a handsome wolf. Come here and let me wrap my arms around your furry self.” Lindsey dropped to her knees, and Trevor stood over her, lapping her face. Her arms circled around his neck and squeezed. “I love you, Trev, and have missed you so very much.”
Trevor pulled back from her and shifted to human-form. Damp heat hit him, coating his skin, and he noticed a hot spring took up most of the cave floor. Lindsey ran into his arms, kissing his neck up to his face, and finally her lips melted against his. He breathed her in, she moaned into his breath. “Gods, I’ve missed you, too, darlin’. My heart fell from my chest the day you were stolen from me,” he whispered against her lips.
Lindsey kissed him deeply and then she broke away. “Not sure why you still care after all that’s happened, but I’m so happy you do. Trevor, through all of it, I want you to know that I never stopped loving you…ever.”
“Me neither.” He rushed her, pushed her against the wall of the cave, unzipped her jeans, and hauled them down to her feet, skimming her lacey thong down the silky skin of her shapely legs. She didn’t stop him, so he continued. He fell to his knees and pulled her clothing away. Trevor moved his hands up her inner thighs with gentle pressure to open her core to him. He nuzzled into her warm folds, opening his senses to her, lapping and tasting her essence.
She opened herself farther, grabbing his head and pulling him upward, crushing her lips to his. “I want to feel you inside me,” she breathed the words as her fingers wrapped around his engorged cock, squeezing and twisting. “Make me yours again, Trevor.”
Trevor slid his hands around her ass cheeks, cupping and spreading her. She guided him into her passage opening, her mouth holding his captive, suckling his tongue taunting and provocative, affecting his cock with every one of her luscious suckle draws.
He wanted to go slowly, giving her time to stretch and conform to his cock with anticipation, but as soon as her moist heat surrounded it, he plunged into her. Her scent, her moist center, tight passage, all of it stroked every part him, turning him into a rutting beast. His rhythm quickened, his control shot, the wolf took over and directed his actions, thrusting inside Lindsey like a rabid animal.
Lindsey took another draw from his tongue and his cock exploded inside her. She moved her hips, curling into him, riding his convulsing erection like a mare-stallion, until she whimpered in orgasm, body shivering in release.
A growly rhythmic grunting from outside broke their blissful moment. Trevor could only guess Rynd just humped himself off.
“What’s that sound?” Lindsey pushed Trevor’s chest, pulling herself from his cock. She dropped to her feet and quickly dressed.
“We met some friends.” Trevor led Lindsey out of the cave. She looked up, saw Rynd still in his bear-form, and screamed like a banshee. It startled Rynd and he growled back at her. She screamed again. Trevor grabbed her and covered her mouth with his until she stopped making noise. “He’s a were…one of ours, and you just scared the crap out of him. Lindsey, this is Rynd.” The bear nodded, stood on his hind legs which took him up to about nine feet, and waved his razor clawed paw at Lindsey, plus he toted that damn crazy hard cock of his—tough to miss his additional appendage.
Lindsey screamed again, jumped in front of Trevor and threw her arms out, as if she blocked him from danger. Rynd shifted to his human-form.
“I’m sorry to scare you, Lindsey. I will not harm you.” Rynd self-consciously tried to cover his equipment with his large hands, but failed. “Please, don’t be afraid.”
Lindsey stared at him, wide-eyed, her mouth dropped open, and weird sounds came out, like she was attempting to say something.
Rynd looked at Trevor. “She can ride on my back, Trevor, so we can travel faster in our furry-forms.”
Trevor coughed, choking on the bear’s suggestion. He moved in front of Lindsey, pushing her behind him. “You’re thinking I would allow my mate to ride you?”
“Why not? It’s nothing sexual.” Rynd moved his hands over his groin, still trying to cover his raging hard-on.
“Right, it’s nothing sexual? Fuck, I’m not blind, Rynd. That cock of yours is rearing its ugly head at my mate.” Trevor noted his own growing arousal for another round with his mate. Then, Rynd’s gaze dropped to Trevor’s cock.
“It isn’t for your mate,” Rynd stated.
Lindsey giggled. “Oh my, Rynd. Trevor’s taken, but maybe he’d like a little anal play.”
Trevor couldn’t believe his ears, heat rose, blazing over his entire head. “What the fuck, Lindsey. Just because you enjoy a female, you think I’d enjoy a male?”
“Well, why not? Have you ever done one?” Lindsey grinned, gaze moving from Trevor to Rynd and back again.
“You’re kidding, right? This is the conversation we’re having when we finally get back together, darlin’?” Trevor looked at Rynd. “We’ll talk later, but not today…and not tomorrow.”
“Trevor, I’ll ride on Rynd’s back. As long as you are right beside us, I will be fine.” She kissed his cheek. “I’m ready to go and find a place to take care of this.” She lightly touched his cock and it twitched for more, staggering him for a moment, even though he’d just enjoyed a complete release. Now he wondered if he’d ever be fully sated around his primal-mate.
Trevor noticed Rynd watched them with something akin to affection reflected in his soft gaze and smile. He continued to cover himself, which was way better than watching him stroke himself like Zander earlier.
“Will we be passing by the cabin where Smoke kept me? There’s something I need in there.” Lindsey tapped her feet, like they were cold.
“Not sure. Rynd, what direction will we be going? Are you aware of the Westlyn community?” Trevor wrapped his arms around Lindsey and held her close to keep her warm.
“Yes. I know a shortcut through the woods. We can pass right through the community if you’d like and not stray from the direction of my homestead.” Rynd turned slightly to look off in the distance. “We should leave soon. It will be dark before we arrive at Zander’s and my place. Maybe, Lindsey can warm up at Westlyn before we continue our travel.” Rynd moved closer. “Lindsey, hold on to me by the extra skin on the muscle hump at the back of my neck. It won’t hurt me.” Rynd shifted into bear-form and dropped down over his front paws.
“Darlin’, are you sure you’re all right with traveling on Rynd’s back?” Trevor squeezed her to him. “I can carry you if I’m in human-form, no problems.”
“Rynd’s right, we can move faster if you boys are in your furry-form.” She broke away and climbed onto Rynd’s back. “Oh my God, his fur is so warm. It’s like sitting on a blanket.”
“You’ll have to lean down to stay on his back.” Trevor brought Lindsey’s hands to Rynd’s neck. “Here’s the extra skin.” He curled Lindsey’s fingers around a fold. Rynd’s skin felt warm to the touch. “You’ll stay warm on this big guy.”
Trevor shifted and allowed Rynd to lead the way down the steep path, but Trevor moved up beside Rynd as soon as there was enough room. They picked up speed when they came to some flat areas, but had to slow going through the dense woods. Trevor noted how calculated Rynd’s steps had to be in order to keep Lindsey out of the line of branches and brambles. His sure-footedness amazed Trevor, almost like Rynd had a sixth sense working for him.
They arrived at the Westlyn community in less than an hour. Trevor shifted into human-form and helped Lindsey climb off Rynd’s back. Rynd quickly shifted, also. He followed Trevor and Lindsey to the cabin where her scent had driven Trevor mad with jealousy and lust.
“I’ll only be a moment.” Lindsey slipped through the door, closing it behind her.
Rynd glanced over at Trevor, not asking the question Trevor saw in Rynd’s expression.
Why in the hell did Lindsey want to come back here for anything, a place she’d been held captive?
Trevor’s patience wore thin and he slammed open the cabin door. He saw Lindsey slip something into her coat pocket.
“Okay, I’m ready. Shall we warm up in the community center? There’s a lot more room inside that building.” Lindsey stepped past him and Rynd, who stood outside the cabin door, and kept walking until she reached the community building door. She left the door opened for Trevor and Rynd to follow.
Blankets and pillows littered the floor and empty cots lined the walls, scents of arousal and sexual play lingered. Rynd started a fire in the hearth to warm it up inside. Trevor walked around, peeking inside the curtained areas. He saw a bathing vat in one of them and was tempted, but didn’t wish to hang out that long, only until Lindsey got warm enough to continue their trek.
Lindsey and Rynd were in conversation when Trevor walked back. He noticed Rynd had covered his bottom half with a blanket tied at his hip.
“I’ve lived in this region for many years with Zander. We knew a few of the Westlyn pack but never really spent much time with them. They feared us, and to be honest, we didn’t mind having that kind of respect from them.” Rynd nodded as Trevor got closer. “They left us alone and we left them alone.”
“Did you know Bliss?” Lindsey asked.
“Actually, we did spend time with Bliss on and off when she lived here. Zander and I enjoyed a special relationship with her.” Rynd half-smiled, his gaze thoughtful as if remembering his times with Bliss.
Trevor could just imagine what type of relationship the three of them enjoyed.
Rynd looked at Trevor as though he’d just read Trevor’s mind. “Do you want to spend some time with your mate before we travel on?”
Wolf howls resonated through the windows. They all jerked in surprise. It sent a chill down Trevor’s spine. He watched as panic furled Lindsey’s brows and widened her eyes into big circles.
“Dammit, Trevor, they’re coming back!” She edged closer and Trevor pulled her to a cot close to the fireplace and covered her with a blanket.
“No worries, darlin’, those howls sound like females hungry for a mate…or dinner.”
“There are three of them,” Rynd stated, his head cocked as if he listened to them in the next room. “They have scents close to the other newly shifted females we met earlier. Do you think they are related?”
“Sure they are, in a pack sort of way. They all went through their first shift at the same time. Probably the three from town I met earlier, before they shifted. They must be coming to the only home they remember, looking for their pack-mates.” Trevor walked over to the window. The sun had already dropped behind the mountains. “Rynd, we’ll need to round them up and take them with us to your place.”
“I can definitely lure them to me as our kind comes with an arsenal of pheromones. As hungry for sexual gratification as they are, they’ll be attracted.” Rynd wiggled his brows and winked at Trevor, making him feel uncomfortable. Again.