chapter 36

“I’m sure someone else would be interested. I’m not,” he said.

There were plenty of big rigs on the periphery of the truck stop. Many of those men were quick to buy sex. He wasn’t one of them.

“Trust me, you don’t know what you’re missing.” “He said he’s not interested.”

This time, the new voice caught his wolf’s attention. He returned the nozzle to the machine and turned around. It was Heather. Had she followed him way out here?

Her eyes were glazed over in a subtle yellow, a warning her she-wolf was close to the surface. The mating heat was taking hold and her impulse control would be dangerously poor.

“Why don’t you find your own man,” said the whore.

Heather lunged forward, her claws breaking through her fingertips. David grabbed her around the waist before she could make contact with the human. She thrashed and growled in his arms.

“Heather!”

He hoisted her over his shoulder and dumped her in the passenger seat of his truck, slamming the door closed. Then he finished loading his full and empty canisters into the back of his pick-up truck. The whore had already run off.

Once he boarded the driver’s side seat, she glared at him. “Why were you talking to her?”

“I wasn’t.” He wouldn’t humor her. Wasn’t going to get pulled into her jealous rage.

“I saw you!”

He exhaled but kept his mouth shut. She was exhibiting classic she- wolf traits now.

What she needed was to mate, to get rid of the built-up tension inside her. Heather wasn’t like this normally. He knew the sweet, shy girl he’d quietly fallen in love with since she’d shown up.

“Where are you taking me?”

“There’s an abandoned cabin a couple miles up the road. I’m going to bend you over the wooden table, rip off your clothes, and fuck you until the mating heat settles.”

Her mouth opened but no words came out.

He hit the gas, his cock hard just thinking about what he planned to do with his little vegan mate. Tonight, she’d be making an exception and taking ten inches of prime meat.

The gravel sprayed as he turned into the driveway, following it to the back of the abandoned property.

Weeping willows and overgrown brush shrouded the old shack from view of the road. He turned off the engine and hopped out of the truck. Only the sound of crickets and cicadas could be heard way out here.

David opened the passenger door. “Okay, Heather. Out.” He hoisted her back over his shoulder and marched her into the wooden building, kicking the door shut behind him.

There was minimal lighting inside, but they could both see perfectly with their shifter eyes. He dropped her down to her feet.

David tugged off his t-shirt and felt a thrill as her gaze roamed down the length of his body with no attempt to be subtle. Her need and desire were palpable.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“You don’t know? Tell me what you want, Heather.”

She swallowed hard, still being stubborn about accepting him to the last second. “You’re the male, shouldn’t you know what to do? Don’t tell me you can’t handle a she-wolf.”

He growled. This new Heather was pushing his buttons. He pulled her against his body and slammed his lips down on hers. She didn’t fight him, didn’t push him away.

Their kiss deepened, and he once believed this day would never happen.

She was hungry, pressing her body against his. He began to unzip her pants without breaking contact, finally slipping his hand down into her panties. Her pussy was wet and the moment his fingers ran along her slit, she growled against his lips.

“You like that, baby?”

Heather didn’t answer. He didn’t expect one. But he could see the wanton desire in her eyes. She wanted to be fucked, and he’d be the one to bring her relief.

Soon she’d be begging for his cock, screaming his name rather than pushing him away. David was well-endowed, and the women he’d slept with over the years had become addicted to what he could give them. He’d never stayed with them for more than one night.

Heather was different.

She was the mate he’d been waiting for. Once his alpha had found his woman, David knew it wouldn’t be long until fate intervened for him and his packmates. He was surprised to be the first, but he wasn’t complaining.

He circled her clit with his fingertips until she was panting against his ear, driving him crazy.

“You need this. Your wolf needs this.”

David didn’t know everything about the mating heat, but knew it was no joke. It could last up to a week as the she-wolf demanded to be sated. He was up for the task.

The full moon was only days away, then they could make their mating official.

He scooped her up into his arms and set her on the table, pulling her pants right off her body. Her peach-colored panties were thin, showing the dark patch of hair behind them. His mouth salivated, his fangs threatening to poke through.

David slowly inched her panties down her thick thighs, then spread her legs open at the knees. She briefly hesitated, but then he felt zero resistance. “My wolf has been counting down the days for this. I’m going to eat this pussy. You’re going to love it.”

She leaned back on her elbows, watching his every move. David dropped down to one knee, then immediately pressed his face against his folds, rubbing her scent all over his face. He lapped up her slit and she cried out, a delicious sound that only spurred him on.

“You like that?”

He speared her pussy with his tongue, then suckled on her clit. Her hips bucked up, her claws scratching the hardwood of the table at either side of her. A human male would never be able to handle a she-wolf. Her body was strong and her will was unbreakable.

As he secured her hips, he devoured her cunt, eating her until she was moaning and crying for relief. When she came, her pussy pulsed against his mouth, the taste of her release dancing on his tongue.

Then he stood, removing his jeans and boxers. He pumped his erection a couple of times as she watched through hooded eyes. “You want this?”

She licked her lips, squirming on the table like a bitch in heat. He loved every minute of it.

He had to remind himself this was her first heat and she was a virgin. Despite being a she-wolf and capable of taking a hard fucking, he wanted to do things right by his mate. When she was normal, she was nothing like the siren in front of him.

David stood between her spread thighs, running the head of his dick up and down her glistening slit. Each stroke made her body quiver. Her heart hammered in her chest and he swore he could hear her blood rushing through her veins.

Using both hands, he tore open her shirt, her big tits jiggling. After pushing her bra up and out of the way, he leaned over and sucked on the tight bud. She held his head and place, encouraging him to take more, to take all of her.

This was too much.

He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed inside her tight, hot pussy. He growled as he filled her—inch by thick inch.

“You feel so good, Heather. You’re all mine now.”

Once balls deep inside her, he stayed still, staring into her eyes. He felt her muscles clenching around him.

The moment felt intense and intimate. When she thrust up, he didn’t wait any longer. He pulled out and pushed back in, holding her hips as he developed a smooth, quick rhythm.

“David…”

The sound of his name from her lips was the ultimate aphrodisiac. He had his mate, and she was full of his cock. And she wanted more.

He leaned over, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, nibbling on his ear and neck. He began to fuck her harder, faster, until the legs of the table scraped along the old wooden floor. Shit, she was insatiable, screaming for release, begging for him to hurt her with his dick.

Sweat beaded on his brow. “Come for me, Heather. Come all over my cock.”

He rammed into her, filling her to overflowing, over and over again. As she neared her second orgasm, the walls of her pussy became tighter around his girth.

She chanted his name, her fingers raked in his hair, her head tossed back.

After Heather had erupted again, he finally allowed himself to release deep inside her, filling her with his seed, making her his forever.