Chapter Twenty-Three #2
“Oh, yes.” The keeper’s eyes brighten. “That’s the good news.
We wanted to thank you for returning Axa home.
A few months ago, one of our fences collapsed from a nasty bout of torrential rain, and a few of our wolves escaped.
We were able to recapture all but one. Axa proved to be pretty elusive thanks to her failed tracker.
After a few weeks of extensive searching, we’d lost all hope of ever finding her alive.
She was born in captivity, you see, so the odds of her surviving in the wilds were slim to none.
Not only did she survive, but she delivered two healthy pups. ”
“Three,” Aurelia corrects a little petulantly at learning Meera had belonged to someone else all along. I know firsthand how possessive Aurelia can get. “She had three pups. And we call her Meera.”
“Ah. I see. Yes. Well, Meera’s pack will be happy to see her again,” the keeper says good-naturedly. “That’s what’s most important.”
“Can I see her?”
“She’s heavily sedated at the moment, so I don’t see why not. If you’ll follow me.”
Aurelia turns to look at us, and I’m the one to nod. “Go ahead. We’ll be right here,” I assure her.
She steps out with the keeper and the door closes, leaving the three of us alone.
“Huh…” Khalil says while scratching his chin and staring off at nothing. It’s only been a few minutes since Aurelia left.
“What?”
“I guess that explains why Meera hid her pups near our cabin when her natural fear of humans should have kept her far away. And why she let Seth pet her.”
Khalil had a point. The she-wolf wasn’t afraid of humans because she’d been cared for by them all her life.
Aurelia had been right after all. Meera was smarter than the average wild wolf because she wasn’t wild or average. Knowing how long she survived on her own while lost in a place she no longer belonged from the moment of her birth made her all the more impressive.
Much like a girl we all know and love.
Aurelia spends an hour with Meera before she returns to the room.
The four of us stop by the pharmacy to refill Zeke’s meds and re-up our antibiotics, bandages, and ointment before heading home.
We’re on guard from the moment we step out, knowing there’s not only an aggressive pack in the area but a territorial bear as well.
It’s nothing we aren’t used to, but with Aurelia to keep safe, it puts us on teeth-grinding edge.
“I’ll clean the weapons and then get started on dinner,” Aurelia offers the moment the door is shut and locked behind us. She quickly collects them from us and then disappears downstairs into the basement before any of us can turn her down.
It’s going to take more than weapons maintenance to get her out of the hot water she landed herself in yet again, but we’re all too exhausted to tell her so.
“Dibs on the shower,” Zeke says to Khalil before he disappears downstairs too.
I tear off my shirt and head into my own room where my jeans follow my discarded shirt on the floor.
Despite the fatigue creeping into my bones, I linger in the shower, enjoying the hot water coursing over my sore muscles.
When I can barely stand, I turn off the water, wrap a towel around my waist and stare at myself in the mirror.
Not for the first time, I contemplate cutting my hair before leaving the bathroom and dropping my towel.
I step into a pair of boxers and then sweats before walking over to the bed and collapsing face down.
I’m asleep before I can work up the strength to pull the covers over me.
My eyes fly open hours later when the bed dips. The room is too dark to see, and the only sound is the rain and thunder outside, but I know it’s her.
“Everything okay?” I murmur as I reach out with my eyes closed and wrap my arms around her. She lets me pull her close before she answers.
“Yes. I just wanted to check on you. You didn’t wake up for dinner.”
I smile as I dip my head and bury my face in her neck. “You were worried about me?” I feel her nod, so I lift my head to nip her jaw. “Are you attempting to finesse me, little girl?”
“No,” she lies with a grumble.
I hum and then inhale. “You smell like Khalil.”
“He bent me over the kitchen table and fucked me after dinner.”
“Yeah?” My eyes open and I roll Aurelia onto her back. She immediately spreads her thighs to make room for me, and I kiss her lips as I settle between them. “Greedy girl. You want more?”
Aurelia moans and arches her back. The flannel she hastily threw on after Khalil was done with her parts and a hard nipple slips free.
Bracing one hand on the mattress to keep my weight off her, I run my hand softly down the front of her body.
Her skin is warm and slightly damp, telling me that Khalil worked her over good.
I’m not surprised that I didn’t hear a peep.
Exhaustion still clings to my bones, but I ignore my body’s demand for sleep for something much more tempting.
Curving my hand around her ribs, I let my thumb sweep her taut nipple.
Aurelia groans in frustration at my slow pace, and I dip my head under the guise of worshipping her to grin against her sternum.
I feel her fingers slide into my loose hair as I kiss the soft curve of her breast. My own fingers trace the dips and curves of her body until I reach her hip, and then I slip my hand between our bodies and find her wet heat.
“Did he let you come?” I ask when I feel how wet she is. She nods, and I press two fingers inside her, feeling her walls grip me immediately like she’s on the verge of coming again. It must be why a moment later, she squirms and groans again.
“I didn’t come here to be teased. Get your dick in me now, Thorin.”
Kissing her hard, I warn against her lips. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
Aurelia responds by gripping the waistband of my boxers and shoving them down. “I said fuck me now.”
“And I said…” Fisting a handful of her riotous curls, she yelps when I yank her upper half off the bed and then drag her forward until she’s kneeling on all fours with that gorgeous ass of hers facing the headboard.
Her mouth is already parted from the pain and shock of my rough treatment, so I shove my hard cock between her lips until she’s gagging on the length and clawing at the sheets.
“…don’t tell me what to do. I tell you. Now suck. ”
Aurelia moans and then her tongue begins lashing at the underside of my dick. It’s all she can do with me stuffed so far down her throat so I pull back until only the flared head of my dick remains between her lips, and I watch through lowered lids as she suckles at the tip.
When she tries to take more, I press forward slowly until her lips are stretched wide and I’m lodged in her throat. I rest there for a moment to enjoy the sound of her gagging and the feel of her digging her nails into my thighs before pulling out to the tip again.
“Get ready, baby. I’m going to fuck your mouth and then you’re going to sit on it. Understand?”
When Aurelia nods, I grip her hair with both hands to hold her steady and then I proceed to work my dick in and out of those gorgeous, pouty lips that cause me so much strife.
I’m not gentle. I know it’s not what she came to me for.
She wanted to be used, so I use her. I choke her with my cock and drink up her muffled cries until the sight of her round ass wobbling with every thrust steals my focus.
I’d never been an ass man until Aurelia George.
There was just something about hers that I couldn’t resist. Naturally, she’s lost a little weight since being out here, but those delectable curves of hers remain delightfully stubborn.
Slipping free of her mouth, I drag Aurelia to the foot of the bed and arrange her the way I need.
“I thought you wanted me to ride you,” she whines as I put her on her tummy and force her legs together.
“In a minute,” I mumble as I straddle her thighs and grip my dick. I’m still coated in her saliva, so I tug on it a couple of times until some of my pre-cum spills free and then I slip right in between the cheeks of her ass. I nearly blow my load right then and there. “Shit.”
“You and Khalil are more alike than you know,” she remarks with humor as I saw in and out of her ass.
I press my hand against the back of her head and force her face into the bed. “Don’t say his name,” I growl.
She mumbles something into the blanket as I continue to dry fuck her, and when I feel my balls drawing up tight, I pull away only to press forward again and force my way into her pussy.
Aurelia lifts her head and moans at the sensation of the impossible fit, and my groan joins hers in a duet of pleasure as I keep digging deep until my hips meet her ass.
“Fuuuuuck, baby, fuuuck.” Stars burst behind my eyes as I bury my face in her curls. “How the hell can you feel this fucking good, huh?”
“Thorin,” she whimpers when I thrust a little too hard. “You’re so deep.”
“Shhh…” I wrap my arm around her front under her breast to hold her in place while I fuck my fill.
My wolf gets off on being used, and I get off on using her.
Already, I can feel her coming on my dick, and the force of it makes my knees quake while the sound of her cries makes my toes curl.
When she’s finally spent, I fuck Aurelia into the mattress so thoroughly, the bed begins to squeak and groan from the abuse, but I keep going because God help me, I can’t stop.
Finally, I feel that familiar tingle in my spine that tells me I don’t have much longer between her sweet thighs, so I rise onto my knees and bring her with me.
The clap of our sweat-soaked bodies echoes around the room, mixing with her cries and my groans while being drowned out by the thunder outside.
It’s the reason I don’t hear the knock on the door until it’s too late. The bedroom door is already opening by the time I’m aware of his presence, but it would be easier to stop a team of racehorses than stop me from chasing my nut.