Chapter Eight
Torren stared at the phone after he hung up.
Not having had a fated mate before, he hadn’t known that the moon would affect his beast as much as it was.
It seemed that not only being mated to Olivia, but her carrying his pup, was making his beast insanely jealous and protective.
The human half of him knew that he didn’t have anything to worry about.
Olivia was his, loved him, and he knew she wouldn’t stray.
The wolf inside though wanted to warn off any male who came anywhere near her.
The Alpha he’d spoken to also recalled a case where a wolf shifter had mated a human, and every time a female shifter would have hit a heat cycle the male had felt it instead, being driven nearly insane with the need to fuck his mate.
Even when their mates were pregnant, they’d been hit with the heat, even though a female shifter wouldn’t have one while carrying a pup.
Torren had to admit the way he’d felt his body heating from the inside out, it was very possible that was happening to him.
But he wasn’t about to impart that to Olivia.
If it happened again, they’d talk about it, but for now, he’d chalk it up to a coincidence.
He pushed back from his desk and went to make something to eat.
He quickly boiled some noodles while he cooked and seasoned some ground turkey.
When both were finished, he drained the noodles and meat, then tossed them together and poured a jar of garlic parmesan spaghetti sauce over them and stirred everything together.
He made two plates, and grabbed two sodas, before returning to his mate.
Olivia was sprawled on the bed, his cum still wet on her skin. Just seeing her like that, her legs spread and covered in his release, was enough to make his cock stand at attention again.
“What’s the verdict?” she asked, sitting up on her knees as he approached with their meal. He handed her a plate and soda.
“Apparently wolves go a little feral when their fated mates are pregnant and new males are nearby. And the moon doesn’t seem to be helping.”
“Moon?” she asked.
“There’s a full moon next week, and it’s going to be a blood moon. According to the Alpha I spoke with, my wolf will be on edge until it passes. Something about a blood moon being more powerful and we’re more animal than man during that time.”
“So, I’m homebound until then?” she asked.
“Yeah.” His gaze scanned her, stopping at her pussy. His heart pounded and his cock throbbed. “And I’m probably going to fuck you until neither of us can stand. That coming home every few hours thing might not have been far off. Just be naked and waiting.”
She nearly choked on her pasta. “Are you serious?”
“Yep.”
“Will it be as… thorough as it was this time?”
He smiled a little. “Do you mean am I going to tie you down, fuck every hole you have, and make you wear my cum all night?”
“Yeah. That.”
“Maybe.” He sniffed the air. “And that tang coming from your pussy tells me that you didn’t mind any of it one bit. In fact, when we’re done eating, I think you want me to do it again.”
Her eyes dilated and he knew he’d been right. Yeah, his sweet, innocent little mate loved all the things he did to her. He teased her as they ate, telling her all the filthy things he wanted to do to her, and when they’d finished their meal, she practically begged to be fucked.
Torren covered every inch of her in his scent as the night progressed.
And when she was so exhausted she looked ready to pass out, he cuddled her close and let her rest. For as long as he was able.
Eventually, the need inside of him grew too much for him to keep it locked up.
If he didn’t wake her up, he couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t fuck her in her sleep.
Torren rolled her onto her back, then spread her pussy wide and played with her clit. Olivia moaned and her nipples hardened. He kept teasing her, knowing he was holding on by a thread, until her eyes slowly opened.
“Torren?”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I need you again.” Maybe that heat thing wasn’t a coincidence after all. He felt like he’d go insane if he didn’t fuck her.
“Then take me,” she said sleepily.
He thrust hard and deep, but kept stroking her clit, needing to feel her come on his cock.
The beast inside was clawing at him, wanting to come out.
His fangs lengthened over his lip and a light coating of fur sprouted along his arms and the backs of his hands.
He drove into her, feeling completely out of control as the beast pressed to take over.
Olivia screamed out his name, her pussy squeezing his cock as she came all over his shaft.
Torren threw back his head and howled as he lunged into her until he filled her with his cum.
As he gazed down at her, he knew he was looking through his wolf’s eyes.
Olivia reached up and smoothed her hand over his cheek.
His cock thickened and he worried that he might hurt her if he kept this up.
He snarled and launched himself off her. As his feet hit the floor, he shifted, and backed toward the door. Olivia sat up and peered down at him.
“Torren? What’s wrong?”
He gave a mournful howl, but it didn’t hold her at bay.
She got out of bed and walked closer, reaching for him.
He felt her hand smooth over the top of his head and stroke his ears.
The scent of her was making his blood pound in his veins.
He shoved his nose against her, scenting himself on her skin, then with a growl, he spun and raced to the front of the house before he could do something he might regret.
Olivia was right behind him and opened the front door, and Torren rushed outside.
His paws pounded the ground as he took off into the woods.
Even in his beast form, the lust he felt when Olivia was near still filled him.
He ran until he’d drained most of his energy, then he turned to head home.
By the time he reached the cabin, the sun was rising and he was too spent to do much but sleep.
He shifted back to human form and let himself into the house.
Olivia was still in their bed, naked and covered in his cum, just as he’d told her to be.
It soothed something inside of him, and he crawled in next to her.
With their mingled scent filling his nose, he pulled her closer and shut his eyes.
Despite how exhausted his body was, he still couldn’t sleep.
Olivia shifted against him, but thankfully he didn’t get hard this time.
Maybe whatever had been riding his ass last night was over.
But if that was the case, then it wasn’t the moon.
He’d experienced the heat female shifters felt, but maybe between the thorough fucking he’d given his mate, and then running all night, maybe it had left his system.
He knew females usually endured the heat for several days, but Torren didn’t think Olivia would make it if he was like that several days in a row.
She was human and more fragile than a female shifter.
“Morning,” she murmured as she snuggled closer. “Feeling better?”
“Yeah. I don’t think it’s the moon.”
She looked up at him. “Then what was that?”
He explained what the Alpha had told him, about a male mated to a human suffering from the heat like a female shifter would. Her eyebrows rose.
“So we’ll go through this what? Every month?” she asked.
“Possibly.”
“Am I allowed to shower yet?”
He shook his head. “I’m calm right now, and my wolf is content. But a female shifter goes into heat for at least three days. I only suffered for one night. If you wash my cum off of you, I can’t promise my wolf won’t rise up and decide you need to be marked again.”
Her cheeks warmed. “So, I’m supposed to walk around the house naked the next two days with your… stuff all over me?”
“Um.” When she put it that way.
“I’m showering, Torren. If you lose it again and need to come all over me and in me, then we’ll deal with it. What I won’t do is walk around sticky for the next two days.”
“Probably shouldn’t get dressed,” he mumbled. “If I do lose it again, I’d probably shred your clothes and possibly hurt you in my attempt to get you naked.”
She rolled her eyes and got out of bed. “If anyone had told me being mated to a wolf shifter would be so damn weird…”
She let the sentence trail off as she entered the bathroom.
Torren got up and decided if his mate had to remain unclothed in their home, then he would too.
But before either of them were caught naked, he should probably call his Beta and tell him that the pack needed to give the cabin a wide berth the next two days.
Not that being naked was a big deal to him, but his human mate probably felt differently about it.
He grabbed his cell phone and took care of that, then went to make his mate some breakfast.
When Olivia stepped into the kitchen, he had to stop and stare a moment.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
Her cheeks flushed and she pulled out a chair, then sat at the table. Torren gripped the spatula tight, fighting the urge to bend her, press her down onto the tabletop, and claim her again. He plated their food, then set everything on the table, his hands trembling.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“My wolf is restless and he isn’t happy that you don’t smell like us anymore.”
She nodded then picked up her fork. “Guess I’d better eat fast then.”
He grunted and dug into his food, savagely eating his bacon and chewing furiously as he watched her. The moment she took her last bite, he shoved everything to the opposite end of the table then motioned for her to come to him.
Olivia pushed her chair back and approached, no hesitance in her eyes, even though he felt like he was coming unhinged again. He pointed to the table in front of him.
“Sit.”
She climbed onto the table and he pushed her thighs wide, staring at her pussy.
Torren leaned closer and breathed in her musky scent before flicking his tongue against her for a taste.
He fucked her with his tongue and lips, nipped at her with his teeth, until she was coming all over him.
He stood so fast his chair hit the floor, then he held her tight and thrust deep.
“Lay back,” he said, his voice more beast than man. “My wolf needs your submission.”
Olivia lay back on the table, her head tipped back exposing her throat, and he slammed into her so hard her breasts bounced with every stroke.
He drove into her again and again, until he came inside of her.
Torren flexed his hands on her hips and tried to assess his beast. The wolf still wasn’t happy.
Torren started thrusting into her again.
He took her hard and deep, any gentleness he’d ever felt long gone.
He was nearly all beast, just trapped in a man’s body, as he claimed his mate on the kitchen table.
When he started coming, he pulled out and stroked his shaft until he covered her pussy in his cum.
The beast inside pushed for more, but Torren fought for control.
He worried that if he took her as roughly, and as thoroughly, as he had the previous night, that he might hurt Olivia, and that was the last thing he wanted.
She was his, and he loved her, but she was also human and fragile.
The wolf didn’t seem to understand, and just wanted their scent all over her, and inside of her.
Torren gathered some of his cum on his fingers and slid them between her ass cheeks, pressing some inside of her. She moaned and spread her legs even further.
“Jesus, Olivia. I’m trying to spread my scent around so I won’t keep fucking you, but when you make that sexy noise and your ass squeezes my fingers? It makes me want to fuck your ass all damn night, come in you again and again.”
“Torren,” she said, her eyes full of passion and need.
“No.” He backed away. “I might hurt you.”
She closed her legs and stood, even though she swayed a moment.
“Is your wolf content right now?” she asked.
He rubbed at his chest and shook his head. “No, but I’m not going to lose it to the point where I shift. Not yet anyway.”
“Then why don’t we head to the bedroom and you can put more of your scent on me. You can come on me without fucking me, right?” she asked.
His cock was still hard, and he nodded.
Olivia took his hand and led him into the bedroom, then she spread out across the bed. “Do whatever you need to do in order to calm your wolf. I won’t break, Torren. If you need to fuck me, then do it. If you can jerk off and just cover me in cum, then get to it.”
He snorted a little and shook his head. “You should be freaking the hell out and throwing me out the front door right now.”
“Or maybe I want you as much as you want me,” she said. “Now. Take what you need. I’m giving myself to you freely.”
It was all he needed to join her on the bed, and over the next two days, there wasn’t a single inch of her that he didn’t mark in some way.