Chapter Seventeen #2
“Who is the Great Mother?”
“She is the wolves’ Goddess. She sounds similar to Danu. The Great Mother decides who your mate is, if you’re born dominant or submissive.”
“I don’t think she’d like us kissing on the dance floor, then. She’d want you to find a wolf,” Camber said.
“Of course she’d like us kissing. Many humans have come into the packs over the years. They have embodied what the pack is and of course kept our secret.”
“I’ve a confession to make, and I hope Ziggy isn’t too angry,” Camber said.
Brogan narrowed her eyes. “What is it?”
“You know when I went all in at the gaming table?”
“Uh-huh.”
“I kept one credit back as the guy took my winnings away.” Camber went into her cleavage and pulled out a credit chip. “I wanted to give it to you, so you would have a memory of this special night. Well, I hope you think it’s a special night, but it was the best night of my life.”
Brogan took the chip. “You think it wasn’t special?” She kissed it and then put it in her pocket. “It was the best night of my life too. I’ll keep this safe forever.”
Brogan lifted Camber’s hand and inhaled the scent of her wrist. “You smell so good.”
“Yeah, there was a bottle of perfume in the bathroom. I liked it.”
“I’m not talking about the perfume. I’m talking about your scent. There’s many layers—grass, wet grass, salt in the air. Hope of spring turning to summer days.”
“You’re a poet, Wolf.”
Brogan put down her glass and put her hands around Camber’s waist. “I’m a predator, and I’m hunting you down.”
Camber laughed and put her hands around Brogan’s neck. “You think so?”
Brogan put her lips to Camber’s and kissed her softly, then pulled back on the kiss, ran the tip of her tongue along Camber’s lip, and gently bit her lip.
Camber moaned and forcibly pulled Brogan into a deep kiss while pulling at her shirt buttons.
Brogan’s restraint was gone. She ripped open her own shirt, leaving her naked up top, then lifted Camber and carried her to Camber’s bedroom.
Camber’s fingers were deeply entwined in Brogan’s hair. She was so completely passionate underneath all her defences, and Brogan loved it.
Brogan put her down and pressed her nose into Camber’s hair, breathing heavily and kissing her ear.
“Do you want this?”
Camber was grazing Brogan with her nails, making her sex want Camber even more. Brogan kissed down her neck, stopping around her pulse point, where she licked and teasingly bit the place where wolves bit deep into the neck.
For now she couldn’t do that that, didn’t know if Camber would ever want to.
“Wolf, I need you.”
Brogan unzipped Camber’s dress and eased it down to her feet. “You are so beautiful, and I’m so hungry for you.”
“Your eyes are amber. You really do want me, don’t you.”
“How could I not? You are perfect.” Brogan dropped to her knees. “I more than want you. I hunger for you.” She ran her hands up Camber’s legs and kissed her hips.
Brogan could see and scent how much Camber wanted it. She nuzzled her sex and licked through the sexy black underwear.
“Oh yes, Wolf.” Camber pushed the back of Brogan’s head into her sex, desperate to feel more.
But Brogan surprised her by ripping off her pantyhose with her wolf teeth, which had erupted. With her tongue, she licked around the lips of Camber’s sex.
Camber was wet. She wanted her. Brogan wanted to taste every little part of her. She slipped her tongue between the lips and circled her clit.
Camber moaned, “More.”
But before she got used to that sensation, Brogan stood up, picked Camber up, and put her on the bed.
“You look so sexy, Brogan. Your amber eyes, your teeth—”
Brogan used her teeth to bite the bra in two. Camber pulled her down into a kiss, and Brogan kissed and licked her neck, then said, “You smell so good.”
She then whispered, “Where do you want my hands and my lips?”
Camber put one of Brogan’s hands onto her breast. Brogan put her lips on her right breast while her tongue circled her nipple.
Camber gripped the bedsheet. “Oh so good, so good.”
“Look at me, Camber.”
Camber looked down at Brogan and was met with her amber eyes and the flat of Brogan’s tongue licking up her stomach to her belly button. Within a matter of seconds Brogan was doing the same to her sex.
She arched her back and said, “Oh Goddess.”
Brogan was rhythmically using her tongue around Camber’s clit, then Camber felt her fingers push inside, slowly, softly, testing to see what she liked. Camber tensed, and that stopped Brogan.
“Does this hurt?”
“A little bit, but I want it. Don’t stop.”
Brogan came back up. She brushed the hair from Camber’s brow. “We’ll take it a bit slower. It’s just because it’s your first time. ”
Brogan kissed her softly, tenderly. Camber could feel that Brogan was restraining her wolf, but all to make this the best experience for her.
Brogan ran her tongue all around Camber’s mouth, tasting, biting her lip, making Camber anticipate what was coming.
Camber felt Brogan’s two fingers slip in each side of her clit. Her hip bucked at the simple touch.
Brogan smiled down at her. “You like that?”
“Yes, Wolfy. I need it.”
Brogan’s fingers stroked a little faster and occasionally dipped inside her.
Camber’s hand reached up to grasp her hair, as her hips undulated faster.
“I need to come. Go inside, Brogan.”
“Maybe,” Brogan said, as she moved her fingers inside her, still taking it slow.
“Faster, please?” Camber could feel the pulsating warmth and pleasure build and build. “Faster, Wolfy. I need to come.”
Brogan kissed her, and she felt a small amount of pain, and then it felt much better. She was nearing the precipice but was going over with Brogan, so she was safe.
She threw her arm around Brogan and tensed as the explosive warmth rushed all around her body, to the tips of her fingers and to her toes.
Camber collapsed down onto the bed and tried to get her breath back. “Oh Goddess. That was so good.”
Brogan was beaming. “It wasn’t too—”
Camber put her arms around Brogan’s neck and rolled them over, Camber on top. She leaned over and kissed Brogan on the lips. “You made my first time perfect, and I know you restrained your wolf. Now what do I need to know about this wolfy body?”
Camber kissed Brogan around her collarbone, and on instinct scratched her nails across her chest. Brogan flipped them over in a millisecond.
“That dominants like to be on top,” Brogan said as she held Camber’s wrists above her head. Brogan’s teeth grazed her shoulder.
“Tell me more, I want you to feel like I did.”
“We have mostly the same equipment, except our clits get bigger and we ejaculate, with a female wolf. It’s how we make cubs.”
Camber found that made her breath heavier with excitement. “So you can fuck me?”
Brogan looked at her with utter desire and want. “Yes.”
“Then fuck me, Wolf.”
Brogan had never been so turned on in her life. She leaned back on her legs, opened Camber up, and slid her clit into position.
“I can feel that,” Camber said breathily.
Brogan moved forwards and groaned. “So can I.” She kissed Camber’s lips and held on to Camber’s breast as she slowly thrust her hips into Camber.
“Oh fuck.”
Camber could feel how different it was. It felt amazing. Brogan’s engorged clit hit just below hers, which was where she was most sensitive, and into her entrance. But the fact that it was Brogan was what made it feel amazing. No one else could.
Brogan was thrusting faster, and moaning. “Cam, Cam, fuck.”
Camber wrapped her legs around Brogan’s hips.
“My darlin’, I’m going to come.” Brogan howled when Camber dug her nails into her back and raked them hard.
She howled, and Camber saw the wildness in Brogan’s face—her teeth, her eyes—and it made her all the more turned on. She fell over into another orgasm that was deeper and more satisfying than the first.
Brogan leaned back and pulled Camber’s hips tightly to her. “Fuck, coming.”
Then Brogan went still and fell onto Camber. Through her heavy breathing she said, “Cam, Cam…” Then she put her hand on Camber’s chest and said, “Cam, I—”
Camber lifted her hand and kissed it. “I know.”
Davor slammed down on the dirt of…wherever he was. It was soil mixed with stones. He pushed himself up and saw he was at the entrance to a cave. He immediately jumped to his feet. He looked up at the sky. It was a cold night, and you could see stars above, crystal clear.
Where is this place? Davor thought.
He rubbed the dirt off his uniform. Davor took it he was to go into this cave system, so he walked forwards into the mouth of the cave.
“I need light.”
Davor looked around and saw a torch on the wall. He pulled it off its sconce and started to walk in. As he walked in, he saw a statue of two women embracing.
“Danus? Is this Danus?”
“Of course. Where else would Vorka’s mind be? These caves are the most sacred to the monks of Danus.”
“Okay. Now I understand.”
Davor went to the statue and put his hand on the tall woman. “I’m sorry, Redu. You were going to be the best of us. Something went wrong. That slave girl got to you. I won’t make that mistake again.”
As he moved his torch, he was sure he saw a humanoid flash across the light, but then it was gone. He kept walking further and further into the cave, and he passed some religious artifacts and some drawings of the portals.
He finally came to a point where the cave structure diverged into two paths.
“Which way?”
He rubbed his chin and decided to go straight on. He could always go back. As he went straight on, he saw another flash of the humanoid.
“Hello?” Davor’s voice echoed around the tunnels. “You’re not scaring me. Come out and kneel before your god.”
The sound of laughter echoed around the tunnels. “If that’s you, Vorka, I’m going to take all your secrets, the Map Keeper’s plan to hide away from us, where all the rebels are, their secrets. I’m going to end your people.” He shouted and ran, trying to run down whatever that humanoid figure was.
The figure didn’t obey him. She’s playing with me, Davor thought.