Chapter Three #2
“Baxter joined me within days of me hitting the road. He’d gotten into a fight over a female wolf shifter, and when she chose the other male, he decided it was time to move on.
We crossed paths and he asked if he could join my pack.
Of course, it was just me at the time, so I had a good laugh at that.
I’d asked him what pack. He merely slapped my back and told me that others would find us soon enough. And he was right.”
“Jaxon never talked about joining the pack. I’d always assumed he was born here, that all of you were. None of you come to town often enough for the locals to consider you part of them. I think they figure you’re just passing through or stopping in from another nearby town.”
Torren nodded. “We like it that way. As for Jaxon, that’s his story to tell.
The pack settled here over ten years ago.
Some of them were kids back then, but we only have a few mated pairs.
They’re all older and don’t have children.
There have been some challenges during the last ten years, other wolves thinking they could take over since we’re relatively small.
I’ve made a name for myself I guess, and I’ve earned the respect of other Alphas. ”
“What happens if you’re challenged and lose?” she asked, both curious and a little fearful. “Would you be forced to leave the pack like last time?”
And would I go with you, or would I have to stay behind ?
“It depends on the Alpha who took over. I’ve been undefeated so far, so I don’t think you have anything to worry about.” He winked. “You’re safe with me, Olivia.”
The village came into view and Torren pulled up in front of his house.
They unloaded, then Olivia put her new things away while he returned the truck to the covered parking area.
She kicked off her shoes, then stretched out across the bed.
Today was the first time she’d left the house since waking up in Torren’s home.
Even though her body was completely healed, the trip had tired her out.
But then, she’d never done that much shopping at once before.
Olivia heard the front door slam, then Torren’s booted steps moved closer to the bedroom.
She cracked open one eye and saw him leaning against the doorframe, a smile kicking up the corners of his lips.
Torren moved closer, pulled off his boots, then stretched out next to her.
He brushed her hair back from her face and lightly kissed her cheek.
“I never knew shopping could drain me of so much energy,” she muttered.
“It probably doesn’t help that I’ve been draining your energy in other ways the last two days.”
She smiled and snuggled closer. “I much prefer staying in bed with you than going shopping. I know I wanted to come here, but next time maybe you can just take me to bed and divert my attention instead.”
He chuckled and pulled her tight against his chest, wrapping his arms around her.
Olivia sighed and breathed in his scent.
When she’d first woken in his bed, she hadn’t known what to think.
He’d claimed she was his mate, but he hadn’t seemed to know what to do with her.
True, she’d still been adjusting to whatever changes her body went through from his bite, but he’d seemed a little distant.
Then she’d blown up at him and he’d spanked her.
Ever since then, they’d grown closer, and had barely been able to keep their hands off each other.
It was probably the happiest she’d ever been, and that made her nervous.
Olivia wasn’t used to having good things happen to her.
What if all of this was temporary? What if Torren woke up one day and decided she was too young for him?
Too much trouble? Not worthy to be his Alpha female?
Her stomach churned at the thought of losing him.
Jaxon had told her that fated wolves mated for life, but by Torren’s own admission, shifters didn’t mate with humans that often.
What if it was different and the bond wasn’t as strong?
With worry eating at her, Olivia clung to Torren and eventually fell into a fitful sleep.
If her wolf knew that she was concerned about their future, he didn’t say anything.
She woke a while later with Torren trailing kisses down her throat.
His hand was at her waist, and she felt him tugging at the hem of her shirt.
Soon, his hand was sliding under the material and moving up her rib cage until he cupped her breast. It wasn’t the first time she’d woken up to his hands exploring her body, and she hoped it wouldn’t be the last.
Olivia pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside.
She’d forgone a bra and the cool air washed over her heated skin.
Her nipples puckered, and Torren groaned before he took one into his mouth.
He sucked on the tip hard, giving her a slight nip with his teeth, then smoothing the sting with his tongue.
Olivia dug her fingers into his hair and held him to her, not wanting the sensations to ever stop.
Torren worked at unfastening her jeans while he teased her breasts with his lips and tongue.
Olivia squirmed and kicked until she worked her pants down her legs and knocked them off the bed.
Her wolf didn’t hesitate to slide his hand into her panties, growling softly as he plunged two fingers inside of her.
She was already soaked, more than ready for whatever he wanted to do to her.
His thumb stroked her clit and his fingers thrust in and out of her.
The scruff along his jaw rasped against her breasts as he sucked one nipple, then the other.
“Torren.” Her hips lifted, needing more than just his fingers inside of her. “Please don’t tease me.”
She tried to pull him off her breasts, but he stubbornly refused to move, no matter how hard she tugged on his hair.
Her thighs clamped together, and Torren lifted his head, his wolf peeking through his eyes.
Her breath froze and her heartbeat quickened.
This wasn’t the fun-loving Torren she’d spent the day with.
The man staring down at her was very much an Alpha in that moment, and she’d poked the beast inside.
“Torren, I…”
He growled and she watched as his fangs lengthened over his lower lip.
Torren got off the bed and moved across the room, disappearing inside the closet. He returned a moment later, with some white rope in his hands. Olivia swallowed hard, not knowing what to expect.
“Turn over,” he said, his voice barely human.
She slowly rolled onto her stomach. Torren tied first one wrist then the other to the headboard.
She heard her panties tear as he ripped the fabric from her body.
Her pulse was pounding out of control, but it wasn’t from fear.
Even though they hadn’t known one another long, she knew deep in her gut that her mate would never hurt her.
Torren gripped her hips and lifted her onto her knees, then shoved pillows under her stomach.
“Torren,” she said softly.
His hand cracked against her ass, making her yelp in surprise.
“When I want to pleasure my mate, you won’t try to push me away,” he said. “I know you liked what I was doing. You were soaking wet.”
His hand came down on her ass again, making her gasp from the sting that quickly turned into a burn.
His fingers trailed along her ass cheek, then stroked her pussy, before delivering another blow to her aching backside.
He spanked her three more times before his body came down over hers, the weight pressing her against the pillows and mattress.
“Are you going to keep me from pleasuring you in the future?” he asked, his voice dark and delicious.
“No, Alpha,” she said softly.
His fangs scraped her shoulder, then he quickly moved off her. She heard the rustle of fabric before the bed dipped.
Torren’s hands cupped her ass and spread her open. “I love seeing you like this. Tied down. Open. So fucking wet. Your ass is nice and pink from me spanking you.”
“Torren, please,” she begged.
His hands squeezed her ass cheeks. “One of these days, I’m going to fuck this tight, virgin ass. I’ll claim you in every way possible.”
Goosebumps erupted along her skin and her cheeks warmed, but not in embarrassment. No, what he’d said made her burn in a good way.
Torren nipped her ass, then his body covered hers again.
She felt his long, hard cock pressing against her pussy.
Torren thrust deep, and Olivia gave a muffled scream as she buried her face in the bedding.
He took her hard and deep, his thrusts unrelenting.
She felt his hand caress her ribs, then slip between her and the bed.
He gave her breast a squeeze before pinching her nipple.
“Mine,” he said in a garbled voice that was a mix of beast and human.
He drove into her again and again, his cock swelling inside of her.
He twisted her nipple between his fingers and his fangs scraped along her neck.
She could feel her clit swelling, need burning through her veins.
Olivia felt the heat of his release splash inside of her, and she cried out in frustration.
He’d never come before and left her unsatisfied.
Torren didn’t stop. He kept driving his cock into her, just as hard as he’d been before he came. His fangs gripped her neck, as if he were holding her in place the way a wild wolf would. His thrusts never slowed, and he pinched her nipple again.
Olivia ached and wanted to come.
“Please, Torren,” she begged in a choked voice. “Please let me come.”
He growled and pinned her tighter to the bed, but he released her nipple and slipped his hand between her hip and the pillow, edging his fingers toward her pussy.
At the first brush against her clit, her breath stalled in her lungs and her body went tight.
He rubbed her in small circles, his fingers pressing tightly to her clit.
Olivia’s eyes closed and her lips parted as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
Torren growled again, and she felt him coming inside of her a second time.
When he was finished, he released her neck and he lifted his body from hers.
His cock slid out of her and she groaned at the sudden empty feeling.
Torren rubbed his hands along her hips, then she felt his fingers shoving deep inside of her pussy.
“My cum belongs inside of you, but I have to admit, your pussy looks especially pretty coated in it.” He growled. “Makes me want to see my cum leaking out of your ass, smeared across your breasts. I want to mark every inch of you with my scent.”
She wiggled and his hand cracked against her ass once more.
“Hold still. I enjoy looking at you like this. Legs spread. Pussy open and filled with my cum. Ass rosy from being spanked.”
Holy hell! Is it wrong I’m extremely turned on by everything he’s saying ?
His body covered hers again, and his cock slid deep. “I’m going to take you over and over, fill you up, until every last drop of cum has been wrung from my balls.”
“Torren.”
His lips brushed her ear. “And you’re going to beg me for more. I’m going to get you so addicted to my cock, you’ll want me to fuck you as often as possible.”
Torren began driving into her, and Olivia bit her lip and closed her eyes.
He’s going to kill me with sex, but what a way to go .