Authors: Virginia Cavanaugh
“Are you okay? You look a little washed out.”
Julie shook her head, her mouth opening and closing as she
sought words. Where should she start? “Do these death matches happen a lot?”
Jasmine’s lip curled in disgust. “No. Not here anyway. But
there are some packs out there that act like a bunch of rabid dogs. Some are so
power hungry that they won’t let loose of any of their pack. So in those cases
if someone wants their own pack, then they have to take it. We try as much as
possible to stay in touch with our human sides and use reason.”
Relief swam through her. It was good to know that they
wanted to remain civilized. Oh what was she thinking? In the last several hours
her world had been overturned. These people were werewolves and Luken…damn if
he hadn’t made her body burn with passion unlike any she’d ever known.
“I know it’s a lot to take in.”
Julie stared back at Jasmine. Their blue eyes meeting. She
didn’t see any signs of cruelty in their depths. Such pale beautiful orbs that
were a shade lighter than her own.
Jasmine reclined back in the chair. “Why don’t we start
small? Ask me some questions about pack life. We really aren’t much different
from you, well, except the whole transformation and howl-at-the-moon thing.”
Julie let loose a small laugh. “Well. I’m not really sure
where to start. I mean I didn’t even know about all this until tonight. I
accused Luken of fighting dogs.”
Jasmine laughed. “Oh that was classic. I wish I could have
seen his face. But why did you think he was fighting dogs?”
“Earlier today I called him and there was, I guess, a wolf
fight going on in the background. I didn’t know what to think.”
“Oh. You heard the match that Kendall was in.”
Julie remembered that name being called out in the
background. “Who’s Kendall?”
“He’s one of our juveniles. He found his mate in another
pack and there was a little bit of a scuffle. Another wolf wanted to lay claim
to her so the other alpha requested a match for dominance. Kendall won.”
Julie’s eyes widened. “He killed the other guy?”
Jasmine sat forward, waving her hand. “No, no, no. I
should’ve clarified. My bad. He just handed him his ass. This wasn’t a death
match. Our males are a little more possessive though so it does lead to some
fights now and then. They are like souped-up testosterone-filled human guys.
You know, always wanting to play the my-dick’s-bigger-than-yours game.” Jasmine
laughed. “But let me tell ya, it makes them that much better in the sack
though.”
“Really?” Julie leaned forward, eager to learn more about
this world Luken came from.
“Oh yeah. You ever want to have some nice and wild sex, make
Luken jealous.”
Julie frowned and looked down at the beige carpet. Did
Jasmine know this from experience?
A big laugh interrupted Julie’s inner thoughts.
“No, okay. Just eww. I have not smashed with Luken. He’s
like my brother.”
Again Julie felt relieved. She was starting to like Jasmine,
and if she’d been with Luken things could have gotten weird. Over the next half
hour Julie had been amazed at all the things she’d learned about the pack. They
were self-sustaining. Each had their own function inside the pack, like those
who patrolled and those who cared for and educated the young. Aside from that
they all had jobs. Lots of them ran businesses where others of their kind would
work. They even employed some humans who were in-the-know. Not many, but a few.
Each business paid a percentage to the pack, and that money was then invested
by wolves who were sent to school and educated in the ways of the stock market
and investments. They didn’t trust their finances to outsiders. The money
gained was used to support the pack, used for the upkeep on their homes,
schools and placed in their security. It paid those who watched over the young
and who patrolled the den. They were their own form of government. And in that
instance it would be like Luken was the president. This made her cringe. She
sure didn’t look at herself as first-lady material.
“Luken’s back,” Jasmine said.
Julie smiled and looked toward the door a second before it
opened. Everything about these wolves was starting to astound her. Jasmine had
heard him or smelled him or something. What would it be like to have those
kinds of senses? A pair of sweats rode low on his lean hips. His dark hair was
loose, flowing down his bare back. Damn he was sexy.
Luken smiled at Julie as he addressed Jasmine. “There should
be a new patrol schedule put out, be sure to check it. We’re on high alert
until further notice.”
“I better get going.” Jasmine stood up. “It was nice to meet
you, Julie.”
Julie stood. “You too.” She watched as Jasmine walked toward
Luken. His hand reached up and he stroked her hair as she sauntered past him
and walked out the door. Julie tried to focus on what Jasmine had said about
Luken being like her brother, but damn if that hadn’t seemed like a caress of
sorts. Maybe Luken didn’t think of her the same way.
He closed the door and then crossed the room. Julie didn’t
have any warning before he had her in his arms, face buried in her neck. Her
body came alive at the contact and she relaxed into him. He may have caressed
Jasmine’s hair, but this was a way different sort of welcome he had reserved
for her. Her nipples hardened and she grew slick with need.
“I wish I could go back and kill all of them for hurting
you. How bad are your injuries?”
“Not bad. Mainly just the cut on my head. But you know how
head injuries are. They bleed like crazy no matter how bad they are. I think I
picked off all the glass on the walk to your home.”
“I’m glad you’re okay. I still want to go back and kill
them.”
The words were spoken in a low growl that rumbled through
his chest and sent hot breath against the sensitive skin on her neck. His
fingers dug more harshly into her body. Was this a glimpse into that possessiveness
Jasmine had spoken of? His hold didn’t hurt, but it wouldn’t allow for her to
pull away either. Nor did she want to. She laced her fingers into his hair and
was rewarded with another low growl and the scrape of his teeth on her neck.
She shivered.
His lips traced a path across her jaw and then claimed her
mouth in a searing kiss. Tongue and teeth waged a war of passion as their hands
began to roam over each other’s body. His skin was warm and smooth under her
palms as she ran her hands down his back. He gripped her hair at her nape and
pulled her head back, plunging his tongue deeper into the recesses of her
mouth. His cock pushed against her lower belly, its length hard and thick. Her
pussy tingled as wetness coated her labia.
His body began to shake and he released her lips. “I need.”
The words were filled with raw hunger. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Can’t be gentle.” He kissed her thoroughly, pulling back on
a gasp. “Don’t want to hurt you.”
She cupped his face in her hands and met his gaze. His eyes
shimmered, turning a lighter shade then back to the chocolate brown she was
accustomed to. “You won’t.” Then she leaned forward and took possession of his
mouth.
His hands cupped her breasts. She moaned into his mouth as
he started a wonderful torture to her nipples. He pinched and tugged, but his
rough touch didn’t offend. Instead it stoked the fire burning inside her. A
deep throbbing started in her core as she heard the material of her dress rend
from neck to hem. He hadn’t bothered with the buttons, his haste to feel her
bare flesh apparent.
His hands gripped her ass with a tight squeeze and she
didn’t protest as he lifted her. Her ankles locked around his lower back as he
walked them across the room. The unyielding wall was cool against the
passion-flushed skin on her back.
Luken nipped at her lower lip as he slid a hand down between
them, reaching to touch her where she burned. “Damn if you aren’t ready for me.
Your hot little pussy is so wet.”
She moaned, moving her hips against his seeking fingers. A gasp
tore from her lips as he pushed two inside her channel, her inner muscles
spasming around his digits as they moved against her G-spot. She bucked against
him, wanting more, and whimpered as he withdrew.
“Luken, please.”
His hand moved as he released his cock from his pants.
“Please what, Julie?” he whispered against her lips.
She panted, wiggling her hips against his erection. “I need
you.”
His teeth and tongue skated across her lower lip. “Tell me
what you need, Julie. I want to hear you say it.”
She moaned. “I need you inside me.”
“You need me to fuck you. Say it.”
Her teeth sank into his lower lip and she pulled back
slowly. He growled. Her pussy creamed. “I need you to fuck me.”
His mouth crashed down on hers in a bruising kiss as he
lifted her hips then slid her down on his cock. She moaned as he set a brisk
pace, hammering his hips against hers. He fucked her deep and hard. During each
driving thrust of his cock she cried out, the sounds he swallowed down as he
continued kissing her. The slight pain of the roughness of his movements mixed
with the intense pleasure he created in her. The mixture was something she’d
never known before. A new level of rough and wild sex, and damn if it didn’t
hurt so good. Her nails dug into his back as she held on tight. His movements
became near frantic and he released her mouth.
Erratic breaths erupted from her chest as the first waves of
climax shook her. She screamed as her pussy fisted him. His hips continued to
piston against her as he let loose a roar. Her sex became slick with her cum
and it rolled across her anus. The orgasm rocked her and her muscles quaked as
he wrung out every pulsating throb her pussy had to offer.
She fisted her hands in his hair, clinging to him as she was
overcome by ecstasy. Her cunt became super-sensitive, tingling and throbbing
like never before. One orgasm flowed into the next, and her throat burned as
she gave voice to the wonderful things he was doing to her body.
Then his body tightened and he growled low. Warm jets of cum
washed through her and she whimpered as she let the contractions of his cock
draw out her last orgasm.
“Wonderful,” Arik said as his limo sped down the road.
Ivan glared at his boss. Julie had been within reach. He’d
thought long and hard about their reunion. He’d understood why she hadn’t come
to the prison. He didn’t want his woman around the scum in that place anyway.
But when he was released on lack of evidence he’d found it hard to believe all
the information Arik had disclosed about his beautiful Julie. Then he saw her
with that man—animal. Whatever the fuck he was. Had she let him touch her? Of
course she had, and she would pay for her sins. “What the hell do you think is
so damn wonderful about losing five men? And the others are scared shitless.
And I still don’t have my wife back.”
Arik laughed. “People die in our world, Ivan. They should
have fought better and they wouldn’t be dead. But think of it. The power. I’ll
create an army.”
“The wolf refused you, remember?”
Arik waved Ivan’s words away. “Apparently you’re not
thinking straight because your pretty piece of ass has moved on. Get over it.
I’ll find you a new piece of ass, maybe two or three if it suits you. But right
now I need you to focus.”
Ivan’s blood boiled as Arik spoke. But he wasn’t stupid. If
he said anything right now, Arik would have him shot and tossed in a
heartbeat—blood kin or not—and then he would never have the chance to give
Julie her just deserts. He’d bide his time and wait. Regardless of how long it
took, he would get his hands on Julie. “Consider me focused, cousin.”
“Do you remember when Tommy did time on those attempted
murder charges? He had that crazy cellmate, remember?”
Ivan thought back to that time four years ago and vaguely
remembered Tommy talking about his looney cellmate. “What about him?”
“He was in there for triple murder. It was in the paper.”
The light bulb came on. “Oh yeah, he was found in the Morgan
Monroe State Forest. Said he’d been attacked by werewolves, but all they found
were the nude bodies of two females and a male. Holy shit, he was telling the
truth.”
Arik laughed. “That means if we find that pack of wolves in
Morgan Monroe then we have ourselves a way to be turned. We’re about to step
into greatness, Ivan.”
Ivan sat back smiling. This was good news. If he had any
wish of penetrating those wolves’ defenses then he had to be on equal ground.
What would his mom say about his becoming a werewolf? Ivan laughed, a cold
sound even to his own ears. Who gave a shit what the dead bitch thought?
* * * * *
Julie leaned against Luken’s chest as they relaxed in the
tub in his dimly lit bathroom. The hot water and pulsating jets soothed her
aching muscles. “This is nice.”
He kissed her ear as he slid a sudsy wash rag over her arm
and fingers. “I agree. The tub is nice too.”
She laughed while gazing over her shoulder at him. His lips
touched hers and she sighed. Yes. She could definitely get used to this. As he
started washing her opposite arm she settled back against his chest. “Jasmine
seems really nice.”
“She’s a good wolf. Did you two get to talk much while I was
gone?”
Julie nodded. “I now know what fight you were witnessing
when I thought you were dog fighting. She said his name is Kendall.”
Luken laughed. “Yeah. That kid is a mess, but I’m proud of
him. He did well.”
Julie laced her fingers with Luken’s. “There’s a lot to get
used to. Things are different in your world.”
“Do you want to get used to it?”
Julie shrugged. “Maybe. Do you want me to want to?”
“Yeah, I do.”
She turned to look at him again. “Does it hurt?”
Luken laughed. “Horridly.”
She swallowed hard and bit into her bottom lip. She could be
brave and think about all the benefits.
Luken laughed harder. “I’m kidding. It doesn’t really hurt
that much.”
She pursed her lips. “Ha ha, Mr. Funny.”
His gaze caressed her face as his finger trailed lightly
over the abrasions she’d received during the chase. “It’ll make you stronger.
You’ll heal quicker.” His hand pulled away and he clenched it into a fist. “I
hate seeing you hurt.”
She touched her forehead. “It really isn’t that bad. Only
hurts a little. I could be dead, so I think we came out on the plus side of
things. If you hadn’t been there though…”
He cupped the side of her face. “Don’t go there.”
Her eyes closed as he kissed her slow and deep. She had no
idea what it was about him, but for the first time in a long time she felt
safe. Safe in his embrace and at his side. Which was totally laughable
considering all they’d gone through in the last few hours. She ended the kiss,
staring into his dark-brown eyes.
“I won’t let them get to you.”
She smiled, turning in his arms and wrapping hers around his
neck. Her bare skin slid seductively against his chest. He growled and she
laughed. The length of his cock hardened beneath her. “My, my. I figured my
wolf would be sated, but I guess I was wrong.”
He took in a deep breath and his eyes did that shimmer thing
again. She shivered despite the warmth of the water.
“Stay with me, Julie. Become part of my pack.”
The rational side of her brain said she should take some
time to think over his offer, but who wanted to be rational. Sometimes the
chance of a lifetime was dropped into someone’s lap and they just had to go
with it. “Okay.”
Luken smiled. “Now. Let’s address your ‘good doggie’ comment
from earlier.”
She squealed as he tickled her sides.
* * * * *
“Time to wake up.”
Julie groaned into the pillow, cracking one eye. Bright
light assaulted her retina and she squeezed the lid closed. Her muscles
protested as she tried to roll over. The pain in her limbs was definitely
unwelcome. But the slight discomfort between her thighs was a whole other
thing. This wonderful swollen ache could only be experienced after a sound
fucking, and that was what Luken had given her. Multiple times. She smiled and
stretched at the memory.
Teeth sank into her ass cheek and she yelped as she scuttled
up the bed, pulling the sheet with her. Through squinted eyes she glared up at
Luken, pushing her hair away from her face. “What the hell?”
He laughed. “I couldn’t resist sinking my teeth into your
hot little backside. And I’m going to do it again if you don’t start moving.”
She couldn’t help the smile that spread across her lips. He
hadn’t bitten her hard, it had just been shocking. Her eyes began to adjust to
the sunlight that streamed through his bedroom window and she took in the
vision he created in front of her. Worn blue jeans hung low on his hips. His
chest was bare and she took advantage of it as she visually caressed every line
and dip of his muscles. His hair was bound at his nape. She pouted. She really
liked it free and cascading around his shoulders, or swaying against his strong
back. He raised one perfectly arched brow in question.
Feeling wicked, she dropped the sheet, giving him a view of
her breasts. She smiled as she watched him trace his tongue across his upper
teeth beneath his lip. “What if I want you to?”
He growled.
She rolled to her side, pulling the sheet to make it drape
across her tummy but expose her bare ass. “Come here.”
He clenched his hands into fists and then released them.
Why was he being so stubborn? She got on all fours and
crawled across the bed. She was starting to love the way his eyes shimmered,
the color slightly changing. He wasn’t immune to her seduction. This made her
happy.
He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as if looking
above for intervention. Why was he resisting her so hard? She arrived at the
edge of the bed in front of him and rose up on her knees. When he didn’t look
down at her she raised her hands to his cheeks. He didn’t balk against the
gentle guidance she used to tilt his face back to hers. She smiled and he
flashed his teeth, nipping the air in front of her. A quiver of desire danced
through her pussy. Her fingers found the band that tied his hair back and she
slid it free. “Much better,” she cooed as she maneuvered the strands over his
powerful shoulders.
He lightly gripped her hands. “Julie.”
She leaned into him, her lips a breath away from his. “Kiss
me.”
This time he didn’t resist. In fact it was just the opposite.
He returned the contact with great enthusiasm. His hands locked around her
wrists and he tugged on her arms, securing them at the small of her back. Her
breasts came up flush against his chest and she moaned as her slit grew wet.
She wanted him now. Needed him to drive his cock deep within
her. On a moan she maneuvered closer, trying to tell him with her body what she
craved.
The sound of a male clearing his throat loudly reached her
ears. She froze in place as Luken released her mouth with a snarl.
“We have guests,” he mumbled against her lips.
“With impeccable hearing,” the man shouted from down the
hall.
Wide eyed, Julie stared back at Luken as her heart rate
increased. Heat crept up her neck and settled on her face.
Oh God.
Seriously?
“I tried to say something,” Luken whispered as a smile
spread across his face.
Embarrassment turned to ire and she pulled out of his grip.
“You think this is funny, do you?”
She moved away from Luken and grabbed the sheet as Luken let
loose a laugh.
“I’m sorry. It’s not funny,” Luken replied as he stifled his
laughter.
Chuckles echoed from the living room and Julie exited the
bed with a huff as she made for the en suite bathroom. “If you need me I’ll be
in here dying from embarrassment, but I am glad I could be the comic relief for
the day.”
Luken grabbed for her arm, but she sidestepped him. He did
manage however to catch the door before she could slam it behind her. She tried
tugging on the handle to free the wood from his grip, but quickly realized
there was no use. She sighed, releasing it, and strode farther into the
bathroom. He entered and closed it behind him.
Julie clutched the sheet around her in a fist at her
breasts. “You could have said something.” God, her skin still felt as if it
were in flames. What would the man in the living room think of her? She’d
probably sounded like a big ole ho.
He stalked closer. “I’m sorry. I should’ve said something,
but damn if you don’t make me lose all train of thought when you are playing
the seductress.”
She came to a stop at the entrance of the shower, meeting
his gaze. “Your friend probably thinks I’m a slut.”
Luken laughed. “No. I don’t think that’s what he thinks. He
probably thinks I’m one lucky wolf. And in that he’d be right.” He closed the
distance between them, pulling her body flush against his and whispering near
her ear. “Do you feel what you do to me?”
She sighed as her nipples puckered into tight buds. She
could feel the weight of his erection pressing into her lower body.
“To be honest I was just about to tell our guests to leave
so that I could fuck you slow and deep.”
Julie sucked in a breath. “Guests? As in plural?”
Great!
More than one person…er…wolf got to hear her whore routine. Being horrified
when the male had shouted must have made her miss the pluralization the first
time Luken said it. How in the hell was she going to face them? She pushed him
back. “That’s enough. I am not going to let you seduce me here in the bathroom
so that I can once again play the role of harlot while people listen.” She
pointed toward the bathroom door. “Go. I need to shower.” Then it hit her. Her
suitcase was somewhere in the woods inside Luken’s totaled truck. “What the
hell am I going to wear?” she mumbled to herself.
“Tyra brought you some things.”
Julie’s gaze snapped back to Luken. “Tyra? She’s here?”
“Yeah. Her and her mate, Konrad.”
She didn’t know if this was worse or better. At least Tyra
knew her, and knew she wasn’t really the big ole slut she sounded like earlier.
“I’ll lay the stuff on the bed, and then later we can get
you some new clothes.”
“Thank her for me.”
Luken leaned in and kissed her lips briefly, then whispered
against them. “And when they leave we’ll revisit the whole idea of me nibbling
your backside.”
She pushed him away, but couldn’t stop a laugh from escaping
her mouth as she watched him grin devilishly. Once again she pointed at the
door. “Go.”
He turned and left. Wow. Things had changed so drastically.
In a few days she would become a wolf. The thought both thrilled and scared
her. But also she was with Luken. Her heart gave a funny beat. It had been a
long time since she felt the rush of excitement that accompanied the first part
of what could be a serious relationship. And she could definitely see herself
falling for Luken. But could he fall for her? It was really too early to be
thinking that way. But at the same time she’d agreed to become part of his
pack. Maybe she’d jumped the gun?
A sour turn started in her stomach. If they didn’t last or
if he tired of her what would she do then? Would she get kicked out? Or would
she have to mope and sit back, watching as he moved on with someone else?
She leaned against the shower stall, looking at the door
he’d exited through. Luken had been elated when she’d agreed to becoming one of
them. Did that mean he was feeling the same way about her? Maybe she should
tell him she needed more time to think about it. In her heart she wanted it,
but her mind still sounded the warning signal. This decision would literally
change her life forever.
Deciding to think more on it before making a move, she
stepped into the shower and quickly washed. It had been a long time since she’d
seen Tyra, and she was curious as to how she was doing. Had she been changed
too or had she always been a wolf? A small laugh bubbled up inside her. She
could’ve been working alongside a werewolf and she hadn’t even known it.