Chapter 3:Found

The bell chimed like a warning shot.Elara stepped through the beaded curtain, heart already racing from the quiet evening loneliness that had become her constant companion.She froze.Kai stood inside the door, shoulders filling the frame, black henley stretched obscenely tight across his chest, dark stubble framing a jaw she’d licked in her dreams a thousand times. Silver gray eyes burned into her with three months of pent up hunger, possession, and something darker she couldn’t name.The air turned thick, electric.Her body answered before her mind could catch up nipples hardening to painful, throbbing peaks that scraped against the thin cotton of her blouse, pussy clenching hard enough to make her sway, a hot rush of juices flooding her bare thighs.She hadn’t worn panties in weeks. Couldn’t. Every brush of fabric had become torture, a constant reminder of how empty she felt.He inhaled slow and deep, nostrils flaring wide, eyes bleeding to molten silver.“Elara,” he growled, voice so low it vibrated straight to her clit.Her name in that tone nearly buckled her knees.She backed up on instinct, hips colliding with the long wooden counter the same one she’d rubbed herself against in desperate fantasies, imagining his hands instead.“How…” she whispered, voice trembling with fear and want. “How did you find me?”He didn’t answer. Just reached back and twisted the deadbolt. The sharp click echoed like a starting gun.Then he stalked forward slow, deliberate, every step a promise of what was coming.“You ran from me,” he said, voice rough with accusation and raw need. “Left a fucking note like that night was nothing.”“It was one night,” she said, chin lifting even as her pulse thundered in her ears and between her legs. “A mistake. I told you not to follow.”His laugh was dark, dangerous, hungry.“One night?” He closed the distance until his heat pressed against her front, until she could feel the hard ridge of his cock against her belly. “You begged me to fuck your dripping pussy until you couldn’t walk straight. Begged me to fuck you harder, deeper, until you were sobbing my name. You think I’d let that go?”Her breath hitched, thighs pressing together against the sudden flood of wetness that soaked her inner thighs.“You don’t know me,” she tried, but it came out breathless, needy, betraying her.“I know every filthy inch of you,” he growled, one big hand sliding up to grip her throat gently thumb stroking the frantic beat of her pulse. “I know how this pretty pussy gets drenched when I talk dirty. I know how you submit when I take control. I know you’ve been fingering this greedy pussy every night, wishing it was my dick stretching you open, ruining you.”She whimpered, tears pricking her eyes from how perfectly he read her.His other hand slid down her body, cupping her roughly through the skirt, fingers pressing the fabric between wet, swollen folds.“No panties,” he rasped, voice wrecked with approval. “Good fucking girl. This pussy’s been waiting three months to be owned again.”“Yes,” she broke, tears spilling down her cheeks. “God, yes. I missed you so much it hurt.”He groaned like the confession snapped the last thread of his restraint.

His mouth crashed down on hers.The kiss was pure, starving desperation teeth clashing, tongues fighting for dominance, three months of aching poured into every stroke. She kissed him back just as fiercely, nails raking down his shoulders, legs wrapping his waist when he lifted her onto the counter like she weighed nothing.Clothes didn’t stand a chance.He ripped her blouse open, buttons scattering across the floor like gunfire. Mouth on her breasts instantly hot, wet suction, tongue flicking dark, aching nipples that had grown impossibly sensitive, sending bolts of pleasure straight to her clit.“Fuck, I missed these perfect tits,” he growled against her skin, sucking one nipple deep, teeth grazing just hard enough to make her cry out. “So full now. Gonna suck them until you’re dripping down my chin, until you’re begging me to fuck you.”She arched into his mouth, fingers tangled in his thick hair, pulling him closer.“Missed your filthy mouth,” she gasped, voice breaking. “Missed you owning every inch of me missed how you make me your dirty little slut.”He groaned against her breast, the vibration making her pussy clench hard.He dropped to his knees, spreading her thighs wide on the counter, skirt rucked up around her waist.“Look at this pretty, soaked pussy,” he rasped, inhaling deep like he was starving for her scent. “Swollen and glistening for me. Dripping down your thighs. Missed tasting you so fucking much.”He devoured her no teasing, no mercy.Tongue plunging deep inside her, fucking her with it, then dragging up to suck her clit hard lips sealed around the throbbing bundle, tongue flicking fast while three thick fingers slammed into her, curling roughly against that spot that made her see white.She came screaming, hips bucking wildly, gushing on his tongue as he drank every drop, fingers pumping through her spasms.He stood, stripped fast henley yanked over his head, jeans shoved down, dick springing free, thick, veined, angry red, precum beading at the slit and running down the shaft.She reached for it, wrapping both hands around the base, stroking slow and firm, thumb swirling the wet head.“Missed this big, beautiful dick,” she whispered, eyes locked on his, voice filthy and desperate. “Missed how it stretches my pussy, ruins me for anything else. Missed how full you make me feel.”He growled, hand fisting her hair, tilting her head back.“Gonna fuck this pussy until you feel me for weeks,” he promised, voice dark. “Gonna remind you who owns it.”He spun her, bent her over the counter, skirt flipped up.The fat, leaking head dragged through her soaked folds, coating himself in her juices.“Beg for it,” he ordered, voice rough with restraint.“Please,” she sobbed, pushing back shamelessly. “Fuck my pussy need your dick so bad need you to wreck me ”He slammed in to the pussy.Elara screamed in raw relief, the stretch perfect, overwhelming, exactly what she’d craved for three months.He didn’t hold back gripped her hips with bruising force and fucked her hard, deep, relentless strokes that had the counter shaking, jars of dried herbs rattling and falling.“Take it,” he snarled, one hand fisting her hair to arch her back, the other sliding around to rub her clit in tight, ruthless circles. “Take every inch like the greedy girl you are. This tight pussy missed my dick, didn’t it?”“Yes fuck yes ” she cried, pushing back to meet every thrust, filthy words spilling out. “Harder fuck me harder I’ve been so empty without you need you to ruin this pussy ”He reached around further, fingers plunging alongside his dick for a few strokes, stretching her impossibly, then back to her clit.“Come on my dick, baby. Milk me show me how much this pussy missed being fucked.”She shattered, pussy spasming violently, squirting around his pounding dick as she sobbed his name.The knot began to swell.She felt it welcomed it, craved it.“cum in me,” she begged, voice wrecked. “cum inside me fill me again ”He roared, slamming deep one last time, knot popping past her rim and locking them together as he came thick, hot, endless ropes of cum flooding her, spilling out around the seal, running down her thighs in filthy rivulets.They stayed tied, his chest draped over her back, both panting, his mouth at her ear whispering raw praise.When the knot receded, he didn’t pull out.Carried her instead dick still buried deep to the thick rug in the back room.Laid her down gently, rolled her on top.She rode him slow at first, hands on his chest, hips rolling in deep circles, feeling every inch drag inside her.Then faster, breasts bouncing, head thrown back.“Ride my dick,” he commanded, hands gripping her ass, spreading her. “Show me how much this pussy missed being stretched missed being owned.”She did grinding hard, filthy pleas falling from her lips.“Love your dick love how it fills me gonna come all over it ”He sat up, mouth latching on a nipple, sucking hard while she bounced.The knot swelled again.She ground down, taking it, coming with a wail as he flooded her a second time.They moved to the shower hot water pounding down, steam thick.He pressed her front to the tile, took her from behind, hand on her throat, other rubbing her clit.Water sluiced over them as he knotted her a third time, her screams echoing off the walls.To the bed hours of it.Missionary, slow and deep, eyes locked, his mouth on her breasts, sucking bruises around dark nipples.Doggy on the edge of the bed, hair pulled, ass spanked red, his thumb circling her tight back hole as he promised to claim that next.Side lying, his hand splayed over her lower belly, slow grinding knot that had her crying from overstimulation.Her on top facing away, reverse cowgirl, his hands spreading her ass as she bounced, thumb pressing inside her back entrance until she came screaming.Each knot longer, more intense, bodies wet with sweat and cum, the room thick with the scent of sex.Finally utterly spent, tied one last time, him spooning her from behind, knot locked deep they lay tangled in wrecked sheets.His hand splayed possessively over her lower belly, lips at her neck.“I missed you,” he whispered, voice raw and broken. “Every fucking day. Thought I’d lose my mind without you.”She turned in his arms, tears on her cheeks, kissing him slow.“I missed you too,” she admitted, voice trembling. “Hated myself for it. Hated how much I needed this needed you.”He kissed her tears away, dick twitching inside her even knotted.“Stay,” she whispered.“Try to make me leave,” he murmured.Sleep took them tied together, bodies finally sated for now.

Morning light woke Kai.The knot had receded hours ago. Elara slept curled against him, soft and trusting, lips swollen, body marked with his bites and handprints.He stared at her, chest tight.His hand drifted to her belly again.The scent was there stronger in the quiet.Pregnant.His pup.Confusion and possessive awe crashed over him.She was human.But the scent didn’t lie.Something was hidden.He slipped from bed carefully, dressed in silence, kissed her forehead.“I’ll be back tonight,” he whispered.She stirred, smiled in her sleep.He left, locking the door behind him.

Blackthorn pack land midday Kai drove straight to the small cabin at the edge of the compound, the one with wind chimes made of bone and herb bundles hanging from the porch.Liora.She had raised him and Thorne after their parents died in a territory skirmish fifteen years ago. Pack healer, lore-keeper, the closest thing he had to a mother.She was in her garden, silver hair braided back, hands deep in the soil.“You look like you’ve been through hell and heaven at once,” she said without turning.“I need to talk,” he said, voice rough.She wiped her hands and led him inside.The cabin smelled of sage and old books.He told her everything.The storm night. The human woman in impossible heat. The one night breeding. Her running. Finding her again. The marathon reunion.The pregnancy scent.Liora listened, eyes sharp.When he finished, she was quiet a long moment.“She’s not fully human,” Liora said finally. “Dormant bloodline. Strong. The father was wolf powerful wolf. The pregnancy will awaken it at birth. The trauma and moon will force the shift.”Kai’s heart pounded.“Royal?” he asked, voice low.Liora’s eyes met his.“Possible. The scent you describe… it’s old blood. Rare. Dangerous.”She placed a hand on his arm.“Protect her, Kai. Court her gently. When the pup comes and her wolf rises if it’s royal red the balance of power shifts. Rivals will smell it.”Kai stood, jaw clenched.“She doesn’t know any of this. Thinks she’s human. Thinks last night was just… intense sex.”Liora smiled softly.“Then you have time. Win her trust. Keep her close. The truth will come when it’s ready.”Kai nodded.He was going back to Pine Ridge tonight.And this time, he was staying.