Chapter 8
Lily
Vaughn’s wolf is half out, his eyes burning with hunger. But at the sight of me, his animal recedes.
“Everything’s fine. It was just some skinny coyote kid looking for work,” he says.
I nod. “I saw what happened. But—”
There’s a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I thought I’d be safe here, because I was desperate, and it was the only place I could think to escape to. But that was naive. Of course, my father is going to find out about this house and hunt me down here. Hell, he’s probably on his way already.
I’m a sitting duck—and worse than that, I’m putting Vaughn in danger, too.
“I’ll never be able to relax here, will we? I’ll always be watching, waiting. I think we have to leave.”
He raises his hands, then discovers they’re a mess.
“Let me go wash up,” he mutters.
When he comes back, I’m sitting on the bed, and he settles in beside me.
He puts his arms around me, and I lay my head against his chest, and hear the comforting sound of his heartbeat.
I was so scared at first, so sure it was my dad standing on the doorstep, come to drag me back home.
But then I peeked through the window and saw everything.
Saw Vaughn beat the crap out of that guy for disrespecting me.
I’m embarrassed to admit it, but I liked it.
A lot. His possessiveness turns me to a melting heap of need.
“This is your home, Lily,” he says.
I pull away from him. “Tell me the truth, Vaughn. My dad is going to find me here, isn’t he?”
He gives me a long look, full of regret. “Yup. I think so.”
I sigh. “Then, let’s leave.”
He shakes his head slowly, uncomprehendingly. “Go to another town, you mean?”
I look at him searchingly. He looks open to the idea, I think. Of going someplace brand-new with me.
I lick my lips nervously. “I know your pack wants you back.”
He blinks. “You’re suggesting living at my pack territory?”
I nod.
He takes a long breath. “I don’t know. I mean, it’s not a place for you…”
My heart sinks. “You’re saying you don’t want me there? B-because you’re ashamed of me? Or…” Another awful thought pops into my head. “Because you’ve got a mate already?” I leap to my feet, crazy jealousy surging through me.
“Lily, come here.” He reaches for me, but I dart away, pulsating with humiliation as all those things my dad used to say to me come rushing back to me. The chubby half-breed that no one wants. He even had to offer me as a gift to get rid of me.
“Lily!” Vaughn’s tone is commanding now. I stop dead. He’s an Alpha and the little bit of shifter inside me is bound to submit.
He sweeps me up and hauls me onto his lap again. “The only reason I don’t want to take you there is because I don’t want to have to deal with the bunch of feral beasts that I call my pack. You’re far too good and pure to be in a place like that.”
I take a shuddering breath. “Really?”
“Of course.” The surprise in his voice is like a cup of cocoa on a freezing day. Even though Vaughn acts like he wants me, like he’s obsessed with me, a little bit of me can’t quite believe this incredibly hot older guy wants to be with me.
“But I also don’t want to take you away from here. You’ve lost so much already. This is your home. It’s where you belong.”
“Me being here puts us both in danger.”
He gives me a long look. “I’ll protect you against any danger, Lily.”
I sigh. “I know you will. But it’s gonna be there, all the time. It might take my dad a week or a month to track me down. We won’t ever be able to relax.”
Vaughn cracks his knuckles. Then he lifts me gently off his lap and gets to his feet. “I think I’ve got a solution. But you’ve got to trust me, okay?”
I take in his towering physique. This big Alpha wolf. Who never forgot his debt to my mom. Who—as crazy as it sounds—seems to be obsessed with me.
“I trust you,” I tell him. Of course, I do.
“I’ll be back in a minute.” He strides out of the bedroom and shuts the door behind him. I listen as his footsteps recede along the hallway. A moment later, I hear his deep baritone from the other end of the house, but his words are too muffled to make out.
I fight the urge to sneak after him and listen. Instead, I prepare myself.
Because whatever he’s got on his mind, I don’t want to waste another second.
Vaughn is gone for a long while, but at long last I hear his footsteps approaching again. When the door handle turns, my breath catches in my throat. My heart is beating fast and my mouth has gone all dry. But I hold still, waiting.
The door swings open and I search his face anxiously. He looks… calmer, I think.
Then naked desire burns from his eyes.
I’m lying in the middle of the bed, propped up on pillows, naked and all spread out for him.
I’m as embarrassed as hell, but I force myself to stay right where I am. And when those glowing eyes of his fixate on my pussy, it starts to throb.
I’m still wet, aching from the fire he lit when he started to enter me in the hallway. Now a fresh flood of need surges through me.
I watch, need blurring my vision as he stands in front of the door and strips off his jeans.
His cock springs out, rock-hard already. I remember how it felt pushing inside me. Too big. Too much.
But I want this to happen, more than I’ve wanted anything in my life.
“Look at your little virgin pussy,” he growls as he stalks across the room, like a predator about to seize its prey. “Is it ready for me?”
With a smile, I slide my hand down my body and dip a fingertip into my entrance. “More than ready,” I say. I had no idea I was capable of getting so wet until today.
Until Vaughn.
He bounds onto the bed, cock jutting straight out.
“Show me,” he demands.
A shiver goes all the way through me. I love exposing myself to him like this. It’s uncomfortable, but as hot as hell. I spread my labia with my fingers, like he did earlier, showing him my clit, my aching entrance.
A low growl breaks from his throat. “Fuck. You’re so pink and perfect. You want me to take that sweet cherry of yours?”
“Uh huh,” I mutter.
“Stretch out your little pussy with my cock.”
My cheeks flame. “Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Please fuck me, Vaughn. Make me yours.”
“Jesus,” he mutters, his breathing heavy and ragged. He arches over me and brings the head of his cock to my entrance. Sliding it up and down, until I start to chase it with my hips.
A mewling sound escapes my lips. I don’t care. All I want is him inside me, right now.
“Good girl,” he growls in a tone of satisfaction.
He starts to slide inside me. At first it feels good, all wet and slippery. Then there’s a sudden bloom of pain. I whimper and cling to his back.
“That’s it, baby, scratch up my back,” he growls. He’s slow, but relentless, forcing his dick into me, breaking through my virginity.
He starts to make little thrusts back and forth, helping my virgin walls get used to his massive girth.
It feels bigger, and bigger. It can’t fit. Not possible.
I’m holding my breath. There’s more pain than pleasure… and then it flips and my pussy throbs.
“Fuck!” I cry out. This feels good.
“That’s it, baby,” he mutters. “Fuck, that’s it.” I love the way he’s watching himself entering me. It’s so hot and dirty.
Then he gives a big thrust of his hips and I gasp like I’ve been impaled.
Jesus. I’m so full of him. I couldn’t take another quarter inch, I swear.
“Is it all the way in?” I manage to say.
A dirty smile flashes across his handsome features. “Yup. Every inch of this cock is buried in your tight little pussy. I’ve got your virginity now.”
A shiver goes through me and my little muscles spasm around him.
“You’re so tight, so sexy,” he mutters as he draws closer to me. Holding me in his arms, he kisses me long and deep, his cock buried deep inside me. Then he starts to screw me. Gently at first. Long, slow strokes.
So good.
I feel like he’s setting my insides on fire with every thrust. “Oh, god,” I cry out.
“You going to come for me?” he demands.
“I think so…!” I wail.
“Yeah, that’s it. Come around my cock with your little virgin pussy.” He goes faster and faster, like he’s trying to fuck the orgasm out of me.
Dark spots burst in front of my eyes. Then, I’m falling, falling, and I come apart.
I think I’m panting, screaming his name over and over, my nails ripping up his back. The only thing I’m aware of is this incredible sensation overtaking my body. One beautiful wave after another, knocking me senseless.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, Lily,” he growls in my ear once my orgasm is spent and I’m lying weak and breathless in his arms. “Your first orgasm around my cock. I’ll remember this moment forever.”
Then he starts to really fuck me.
Hard, rough, his cock pounding into me over and over.
Wild, feral, delicious. The rhythm sets off another orgasm inside me and I climax again and again, one tumbling into another, my pussy spasming and spasming around his thick rod.
He gets rougher, jerkier, then he gives three more hard thrusts. Then he lets out a roar as he explodes.
He collapses on top of me, cradling me in his arms—just like when he saved me from the lightning bolt.
“Precious,” he mutters in my ear. “And all mine.” He plants little kisses all over my face, then he shifts around so he can snuggle me in his arms. Our bodies are wreathed in perspiration and my heart is hammering. I’ve never felt so satisfied and adored in my life.
His thick cock is still inside me. When he eases it out, it burns and I make a face.
“Did I hurt you?” he asks, worry chasing across his features.
“Nothing compared to how good you made me feel.”
“Good.” He cups my pussy protectively with his hand. I’m all spent, but I give a little shudder at his touch.
“I think you need some time to recover, honey,” he says with a grin.
“A couple of hours should do it,” I say, already longing for him to take me again.
I don’t remember falling asleep, but when I next wake up, it’s dusk and I’m lying in Vaughn’s big arms. I peer at him through the dark of the room. His eyes are open, watching me.
“How long have I been asleep?” I ask.
“A little while,” he says in a playful tone.
I frown. “Was I snoring?”
“Nope. Snoozing like an angel.”
He seems softer than before. Because he’s claimed me?
He climbs out of bed and grabs his phone. He scrolls to a pizza delivery page and we both pick our favorites—chicken pesto for me, and meat supreme for him.
A half-hour later, we’re eating pizza in bed. Me and my sexy Alpha wolf mate. It feels unreal.
“Heaven,” I say when we’re done and I’m gathering up the empty boxes.
“Yup. And I don’t mean the pizza,” Vaughn says, his eyes raking my naked body.
I never thought I’d feel comfortable walking around naked in front of a guy. But he makes me feel so sexy and confident, I actually enjoy it.
And as soon as I return to the bedroom, he pounces on me.
Then I’m spread out on the bed again and he’s bathing my pussy with his tongue.
I come in minutes, gasping and shuddering beneath him, while he growls in appreciation.
“How are you so good at that?” I demand, stroking his beard with my fingertips.
He cocks an eyebrow. “Guess I just had a twenty-four-hour crash course.”
A laugh bubbles out of me. “Me too,” I say, thinking how fast he’s brought my body to life under his expert touch.
His expression turns fierce again.
“Now turn over.”
“What… why?” I mutter.
He gives a dirty chuckle. “Because I’m a wolf, and that’s how I like to take my mate.”
“Ohh…” From behind? Twin darts of embarrassment and arousal pierce me.
“Hands and knees, now,” he growls in a voice that brooks no disobedience.
I do as he tells me, flipping over and up onto all fours. My cheeks are hot, but so is my pussy.
He arranges me, spreading my thighs wider, making me arch my back, until he’s got me exactly where he wants me. Then he strokes my ass cheeks.
“Such a beautiful ass,” he murmurs.
I bite down on the end of my tongue. I’ve always been super self-conscious about it. But I try to relax, to enjoy his praise.
He moves down to my pussy, caressing with his deft fingertips, spreading my labia, circling my clit.
Before I know it, I’m arching my back even more, hungry for his touch. Fuck, this is hot. I love the way he makes me feel wild, feral. Like the true mate of a wolf.
“You want my cock?” he growls.
“Uh huh,” I mumble.
When he rubs his cock against my pussy, I move my hips up and down.
“You want it inside you again?”
“Uh huh.”
“So, show me.”
I start to push back on it, and he lets out a low growl of need. Then he grasps my ass cheeks and slides his cock into me.
I cry out as he fills me up again. Ohh…it feels different like this. Extra deep. I feel his hips butt up against my ass as he hits home. He cups my tits in his huge hands and starts to fuck me again.
He goes harder, faster than before. I sense him losing control of himself, giving in to his feral urges as he screws me harder and harder, slamming me into the mattress with his brute strength.
I gasp and pant and scream, and I love every intense moment. His body presses against mine, slick with perspiration, and I hear his breath coming rough and heavy.
Suddenly, he grips me extra tight, and I feel his teeth grazing the back of my neck.
He’s going to mark me.
I still in anticipation. Nerves and longing warring inside me. His cock pounds into me while his teeth bite down, and it happens. There’s a sharp burn as his canines sink into my skin.
Then with a muted roar, his orgasm bursts out of him, his hot cum filling me up.
He pulls me down onto my side and cradles me in his arms.
“You marked me.” My fingers find the throbbing, tingling area.
“Sure did,” he says. “You’re mine now. Forever.”
“Really, forever?”
He stiffens. “You think I was going to take your virginity and move on?” He shakes his head fiercely. “When a wolf finds his mate, he doesn’t let her go.”
I feel stunned. It’s all so unreal. A day ago, we were officially strangers. Now I’m his mate. Forever. The property of this big, sexy Alpha wolf. My eyes sting and a tear spills down my cheeks.
“Are you okay, honey?” He lifts a calloused finger and wipes it away with incredible gentleness. “Guess things have moved pretty fast, huh.”
“I’m great,” I tell him.
He takes my hand and kisses my fingertips. “Can’t believe we only met a day ago,” he says, his voice gruff with emotion. “I kind of feel like I’ve always known you.”
“Me too,” I murmur, finally relaxing into him.
I also feel like I’m falling for him.
Is that crazy?