Chapter 30
After another full day of enjoying every inch of his mate’s body, Lambda was ready to have her as a wolf.
It felt permanent, this part of their mating. They’d be mated without it, of course, but having Vallie submit to the animal side of him was enticing. Especially after she told him what she had in mind.
“I’m glad it’s warm tonight. Not that I wouldn’t fuck you in the woods in the middle of winter. But I’m glad my ass won’t freeze while you’re absolutely nailing me.” Vallie pressed a kiss against his shoulder as she sauntered by. “So, should we walk to the treeline? Or do you want me tearing through Luven like an absolute maniac and scaring any children I see?”
Lambda laughed with his whole body and pulled her close again. “We’ll walk out of the city. No one wants to see wolf-me racing down the street with my hard cock out.”
“No one? Lambda. I, for one, would love to see you sprinting down the street with your cock out. Please do that for my birthday next year.”
“When is your birthday?”
“My mom and Verona always celebrated it a moon after the winter solstice.”
“Sounds chilly,” he teased.
“You’ll be fine. I’ve been sleeping next to your hot body for a while now. I’m sure your internal heater will keep you warm enough.”
“Anything for my mate,” he leaned in and kissed her head. “Do you have any sentimental attachment to those clothes?” he asked, running his fingers over her sleeve. Vallie was wearing a plain brown shirt and pants to match.
“Nope. You going to tear them to shreds?”
“Maybe.”
Vallie raised an eyebrow, walked back into the living area, and grabbed her jacket. “You might be cool walking naked back into town, but I think I’d rather be covered. I’ll ditch it on the border of the woods, and you can fetch it for me after you’re done making sure all of wolf territory knows I’m yours.”
Lambda hummed.
He liked the sound of that. He’d never been an overly territorial wolf. Lambda preferred to keep a low profile when it came to claiming things. But the idea that every wolf in the world would know that Vallie was his , well, if his cock wasn’t already hard, it would be now.
Lambda followed Vallie’s lead and grabbed some clothes to ditch in the woods to wear on the way home. It would be dark out by the time they came back, but with the warm weather, there would probably be a lot of families out enjoying the night. And while his cock would hopefully be soft by the time they finished, he preferred the idea of a slow, clothed walk back to their house.
They left the house with Lambda a bundle of raw nerves. He’d talked her through it. They’d fuck, he’d bite her, and then it would be official. Vallie and Lambda would be connected forever.
They hit the tree line quickly. Vallie stepped in front of him, then turned back.
“You’ll never catch me,” she whispered, grin playing over her lips. Then, she dashed into the woods, fast and giggling as she did.
Oh, fuck. Lambda could feel the wolf pressing on him, scratching to be released. He had to give her a head start though. Or he’d be fucking her ten feet into the woods.
“Run as fast as you can!” he called after her and took off his shirt. “I’m coming to get you.”
*
Vallie took off running, jumping over roots, ducking under branches. She was going to make Lambda work for this mating. Because there was nothing in the world as delicious as being hunted by her mate.
She trusted him implicitly. But she also really, really wanted to be chased down and maybe thrown to the ground before fucking Lambda in his wolf form.
Because she had seen his wolf form in Balaur, and she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it.
How he had protected her from the dragons, thrown them like dolls against the wall. How when he became his most monstrous form, he was still loyal to her, protective of her. Lambda was a monster, and he was all hers.
Vallie found she was quite suited to being mated with a monster. She liked his power, like to test it, and really, really loved that they’d done nothing but fuck and he stayed hard. Sure, she was getting a little sore and needed to sleep more than three hours without waking up for an orgasm, but what an experience. No human man could have given her that.
Vallie kept running, going deeper into the woods, even in the failing light. She felt so damn alive—there was something about both a near death experience and sex that made her feel so full of every, single bit of life—of breath, of love, of blood. She pulsed with life.
A growl hit the air. It was still far away… at least a half mile if she judged correctly.
She smiled wickedly. Now came the fun part.
She picked up her pace, racing between trees. She wanted him to catch her but not until she gave him a few obstacles.
Vallie stumbled upon a river, which she crossed on a whim. It was freezing, but not deep. Her legs were wet to just below the knee, and when she crawled up the bank on the other side, she glanced behind her.
She could see him. The outline of his monstrous form blocked out the moon on the horizon. She watched his chest heave and his claws curl into fists.
He had found her.
Vallie scrambled to her feet and ran, as fast as she could, further into the trees. She could hear his pursuit. He wasn’t stealthy, lumbering limbs crashing through the river and into shrubs. She stifled a giggle. The idea of Lambda tripping his way to her, blinded by his lust, made her pussy clench.
He was right behind her now, his hot breath against her neck. She skidded to a stop when the trees became too tightly woven together to pass. She chuckled.
“Caught me,” she admitted, turning on her heels to face him. Fuck, he was beautiful. All wild fur and sharp angles, eyes like pools of deepest night.
“ Mine ,” the beast growled, reaching out to Vallie. He fisted her shirt and ripped it off her body, then did the same to her pants. She stood, her back pressed against a tree, staring at him. Her skin pebbled in the night air, her nipples were hard and awaiting his tongue, and her pussy neared pain with how badly she wanted Lambda.
“ Mine ,” he said again. He grabbed her, took her to the ground, spread her legs, careful not to scratch her thighs with his claws, and stuck his tongue inside of her, then dragged it over her clit.
“Fuck, I’m yours,” she moaned. She reached down her hands and ran her palms over his forearms which pinned her legs apart. The beast grumbled his approval.
It was Lambda, through and through. The way he worked, the way he knew exactly how to move his tongue to make her scream. He may have worn a wolfskin, but this was her mate, the man she loved.
She dug her nails into his fur as she came, her thighs shaking under his claws.
“ Good mate ,” he growled, flipping her onto her belly. She stretched out on the earth, unconcerned with the dirt beneath her. Lambda slid his hand under her arm, against her breast, until he cradled her neck with his massive claw. His teeth scraped against her neck, and she hissed. And then his cock thrust in her.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned. This was so intense. She was pinned beneath him, his entire weight keeping her in one position as he moved in and out of her. “Lambda… Lambda I love this. I love you,” she babbled, her voice shaky. “You’re…hitting me in the perfect spot.” Her legs were shaking, but trapped against the earth, spread wide by his hips.
He slid in and out of her in a perfect wild rhythm. She lost control of her movements, her voice. She panted like an animal, cried, screamed, gulped down air like she’d never breathe again. But through it all, Lambda punishingly pleasured her. His hand on her throat, his teeth on her neck, his cock in her pussy—Vallie felt like the world was falling around her.
“I’m going to come,” she mumbled, her back arching impossibly. Lambda growled and sunk his teeth into the spot between her shoulder and her neck and she exploded. It was like nothing she’d ever felt before—an orgasm that wouldn’t stop. Starbursts crowded her vision, the sounds of forest all disappeared, and nothing could be heard but her own voice, on the verge of cracking, screaming into the night air.
Lambda came with a growl, pumping into her with hard, fast strokes until finally, he stilled, and they both collapsed onto the earth.
*
“Vallie?” Lambda whispered. He eased off her body. “Oh, shit.” She was covered in mud. A trickle of blood ran down her shoulder and her eyes were closed. Her chest moved wildly with her breath. “Are you ok? Should I take you to the hospital?” He turned her to her back. Her front was as mud-soaked as her back. Lambda hadn’t thought of the rain they’d had that morning.
“Hm?” Vallie blinked her eyes open. “Hospital? What am I going to say, I came so hard I passed out? I’m sure Dr. Tau has better uses of her time than to tell me to have a glass of water and a meal.”
Relief washed over him. “You’re ok, then? I wasn’t too rough?”
“You were extremely rough, and it was perfect. I don’t think I can walk. In the best way.” She reached her arms up to him. “Carry me home?”
“Of course.” He gathered her in his arms and then stood, cradling her against his chest. “I destroyed your clothes.”
“You mentioned you might do that. I left my coat right where I ran in. We can grab it.” She sighed and snuggled against him. “Tella said the bite was intense, but I had no idea.”
“What did it feel like?” Lambda knew what it felt like for him—it was his claim over his mate, a promise to protect her from every ill in the world.
“I think I saw a pantheon of gods. Maybe the beginning of the world.” She hummed. “No wonder I passed out.”
“Are you sure you don’t want Dr. Tau to check you out?”
She shook her head. “I want to stay with you. Take me home, put me in the shower, and feed me.”
Lambda nodded and kissed her quickly. “Whatever you want, mate.”
“I’ll tell you what I want. I want to do that once a month. More frequent would probably be too intense, but, hell. We’re doing that again.”