Chapter 5 – Crush and Crushed

LAMIA

The party was in full swing and Kira and I had had a few drinks. She now led me by the hand into a large room where people were dancing. I was feeling the beat and started swaying my hips; Kira had already locked eyes with a male and was subtly and seductively dancing her way toward him.

She grinned like a Cheshire cat at me as the male whose attention she wanted to grab snaked his arms around her waist from behind. I chuckled to myself as she leaned into him and started grinding her ass against him.

I leaned towards her ear so she could hear me over the loud music.“Hey, I’m going to grab another drink.”

“ OK, don’t expect me to be here when you get back.” A sly smile on her face and she turned around locking lips with the guy. Oh yes, my dear friend, I knew exactly where she would be. One way or another around some guy's cock. Such a slut.

I gave her a knowing pat on the shoulder as she proceeded to suck face and headed back towards the kitchen for another drink. I was starting to get a little tipsy and the music was giving me a little headache. I was stopped by several guys trying to get my attention as I moved through the bodies and the house and just brushed them off.

As I finally made it to the drinks, instead of pouring one I just grabbed the bottle of rum and headed outside for some fresh air, I passed a group of guys and girls on the lawn, some were doing keg stands as others cheered them on. I didn’t see Kel or Mike over there and I was assuming they were both probably heavily engaged with some she-wolf.

I walked past everyone and headed to the edge of the woods, bottle in hand, just needing some space and a little quiet. I swigged from the bottle until I found an upturned log and clumsily sat on it. Yeah, I was toast, thank Goddess it was Saturday tomorrow and I had no alarms to get up for.

We had just a little under 6 months of Alpha training left before we graduated and then we would return home where Kel and I would celebrate our 18th birthdays. Maybe that’s why I was feeling down? The fact that pretty much everyone here had a plan. Alphas and Betas would go back to their packs and start taking on responsibilities to step into their future role. The Lunas would head home and either find their mates or take chosen mates of a high ranking and start fulfilling their roles too.

But me? Me, I wasn’t an Alpha, a Beta, or a Luna; I hadn’t even been chosen to be Kellen’s Delta. So what the fuck was I doing here? Why did the King and my father insist I come here? When would I be nothing more than a warrior? Not that I minded being a warrior, I lived to fight and was damn good at it!

It didn’t hurt my feelings that Kel had chosen a male as his Delta, it hurt a little knowing I could kick everyone's ass in the Palace and it made me feel like I wasn’t trusted or maybe a burden. But I also knew I would always be by his side, and he wanted me there.

“Penny for your thoughts?” I was so engrossed in my bottle and thoughts I hadn’t even heard or smelt Mike come up behind me.

“Hey.” I gave a weak smile as he plopped down beside me.

“Why would someone as beautiful as you be sitting on your own, looking like you are drowning your sorrows in that bottle?”

“Probably because I am, dork.” He nudged me with his shoulder at my reply. “And why aren’t you wrapped around some she-wolf, instead of sitting with a drunk drowning in her sorrows?” I asked, handing him the bottle.

He took a long swig and set the bottle down and then wrapped one of his strong arms around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. I inhaled hard, taking in a big whiff of his masculine scent. I didn’t smell any females on him tonight, so I wondered if he had just struck out.

“I’m right where I need to be, with you.” He sighed out.

“Mike, can I ask you a question, a serious question, one that has been bothering me for a while?”

“Of course, ask me anything. I will always be honest with you. You know that. Right?”

I looked up at him. God was gorgeous, he may be a player, but he was kind and protective, and had always been there, not just for Kel but also for me. I knew what I was going to ask might be a little touchy but I hoped he could give me a straight answer. I picked the bottle up swigging from it again before asking:

“Why am I not good enough for Kel? I mean why wasn’t I chosen as his Delta, or Royal guard? Is it because I’m a girl? I just don’t get why I was sent here.” I trailed off my last sentence.

I heard Mike breathe out slowly, pausing before he answered. I sat up a little still looking at him, his arm still wrapped around my shoulder. He ran his hand through his short dark hair and stared into the forest ahead, his jaw clenching as he prepared to answer.

“Because.” He paused, causing me to raise an eyebrow.

“Because……”

“Because you are not a Beta and you are better than a Delta or warrior, or the royal guard.” He turned to me then and held my chin in his hand and looked deeply into my eyes.

“Because you are better than all those titles, you were born to rule, to lead. You are a Queen Lamia. You are my Queen.”

My heart started racing, and a warm feeling started to creep into my stomach, reaching my core as I felt a pooling between my legs. I didn’t want to rule or become a Queen, but his words were a drug and had my chest rising sharply. His hazel eyes bore into my soul as I gazed at him. His face inched closer to mine. Would he kiss me? He was so close I could feel his warm breath fan across my lips. I licked my bottom lip slowly. Please kiss me. I thought.

*****

MIKE

“You are my Queen,” I repeated as I slowly moved my face closer to hers. And meant every word I said. This fearless Goddess in front of me was all I could think about. I searched her emerald eyes with my own, hoping that she would allow me to kiss her. My pants were so tight from the brick my manhood had turned into.

We all knew she would most likely be Kellen’s mate, but I didn’t care, I couldn’t stay away from her any longer. She was too intoxicating, her lips, a little more swollen than usual, still looked soft and when her tongue came out and ever so lightly licked her bottom lip, I groaned.

I moved my arm from her shoulder and took it to the back of her neck, my other hand reaching up to cup her face as I pulled her to mine. Softly tasting her luscious lips.

Goddess, they tasted just how I imagined!

I swept my tongue across her mouth, as she let out a little moan, granting me further access to her mouth, tasting her own sweetness mixed with rum. It tasted like heaven. I wasn’t expecting her to deepen the kiss, but I gladly welcomed it pulling her harder against me. She had woken up my wolf and I kissed her back with urgency.

I lifted her from the log and placed her in my lap, her arms circling around my neck, my hands grabbing a handful of hair as I tilted her back, giving me even more access to her mouth that felt as hungry as mine. I tilted her head, placing kisses on her cheek, and her jaw, and moving down to her neck. She moaned as my tongue licked her marking spot and I kissed her soft skin, down to her collarbone.

“Do you feel how much I want you, Lamia?” I groaned the words out, thrusting my erection at her. It was more a statement than a question.

I was so hard and I could smell her arousal. I kissed down her chest to the dip between her breasts and slowly made my way back up to her mouth. I moved one hand under her shirt and bra, massaging her perfect, beautiful bosom, my thumb grazing her hardened bud, pinching her nipple. My other hand was on her waist holding her to me. When she started grinding against my already engorged cock, she broke the kiss but didn’t pull away.

She leaned into my ear and whispered “Yes, I feel you.” And sucked my ear lobe gently, letting go, but not before she nibbled it.

Dear goddess, I’m going to cum in my pants the way her sweet ass is rubbing against me!

We were too much out in the open, so reluctantly I stood up with her and placed her feet on the floor. Grabbing her hand and pulled her further into the woods where no one would see, leaving the mansion behind.

As soon as I knew we were alone and under the cover of the thick trees, I turned back to her and took her in my arms, pulling her hard against my chest. Her hands circled around my neck again and pulled me back towards her, kissing me hard. Goddess I never wanted this to end, but I didn’t want to fuck her in the woods either, not our first time together, because I knew if I had her I would never let go of her. I would fight any male who tried to take her from me.

I was squeezing and pulling her against my dick as hard as I could while devouring her pretty, sweet mouth. Her hands were exploring my arms and chest where they finally found the buttons on my shirt and started to undo them. We were both breathing heavily, intoxicated with each other.

I pushed her back until she was in between me and a tree. I lifted her legs and they wrapped around me like they should have been there my whole life like they belonged there. I reached my hand down, between her legs, her skirt already hiked up around her waist. Her panties were soaked and with one swift motion, I ripped them from her. My hand pressing on her wet center and rubbing, I slipped a finger inside her. So fucking wet. I had to have her! She has been my every fantasy since we were fifteen.

My shirt was open and her hands were roaming across my chest feeling every muscle, her hands moved down my chest to my torso, scrapping her nails against my skin and leaving goosebumps all over me. Traveling lower still to my waistband.

Before she could go any further, I felt myself being torn off her and flung across the forest, a deep and loud growl vibrating off the trees.

WTF! I was ready to murder whoever interrupted us!

 *****

LAMIA

Goddess, he tasted so good, he felt so good. I could feel his hard member under his jeans, pressed tightly against my bare vagina that was soaking wet for him. My skirt was hitched high and I wanted more. I pulled the buttons on his shirt apart, my hands exploring his hard muscles, and worked them downwards so I could release him. I didn’t care we were in the woods for my first time, my needs were high and my hunger was strong. I wanted him and wanted him now.

*For fucks sake Lamia!*

I heard Kellen in our mind-link and tried to ignore it when suddenly an earth-shattering roar shook the trees around us and I felt the warmth of Mike’s body leave me quickly. So quickly I fell to the ground. I opened my eyes to see him flying backward and a seriously pissed-off Kellen standing over me before he turned and started towards Mike.

*****

KELLEN

I had this perfect little she-wolf up against the side of the house, her large boobs exposed as I bit her nipples. I had already brought her to orgasm with my fingers and I was ready to be balls deep inside her.

“More, my Alpha, more!” she cried out against me.

“Are you sure you can handle all of me, tiny wolf?” I growled.

I started to unbuckle my jeans, letting my large and erect cock spring free. Her tiny hands grasped it and started stroking it as she brought it to her wet pussy to position me so I could drive into her when I started feeling pressure build behind my eyes.

I was suddenly filled with images of a half-naked Mike. I knew this was Lamia’s image, the only person who could share projected images with me. I could see Mike’s eyes dark with lust and her reflection in his iris, the image was that clear.

I saw red! He fuckin' had his hands on her. He was going to fuck her! No, no, no!

My wolf was going nuts at the thought, raging to get out and take control.

I dropped the little she-wolf, put myself back together, and, with my heightened speed, ran towards the woods. I could smell them both.

*For fuck's sake Lamia!* I linked her.

I don’t think she even knew she was projecting those images. But there was no way I was letting my best friend fuck her, not that man whore!

I heard them and, without thinking about what I might see, I rushed to them. He had her pinned against a tree. Her skirt rode high above her waist, her legs wrapped around him and her hands were undoing his jeans.

I let out a growl, involuntary, at the sight, a powerful one that shook the ground we stood on and ripped Mike from her body, throwing him at least 30 feet back. I was pissed, oh so very pissed. He had no right to touch her!

No sooner had I thrown him than I was making my way to where he landed. I was going to beat the shit out of him! I was going to rip his throat out! I could feel Conri pushing forward as I slowly started to lose control. My blood boiled to a rage!

“What. The. Fuck Kel! What the fuck is your problem?” I heard Mike, but I was too out of control now. I reached him and my fist connected with his jaw, snapping his head to the side.

“Mother fucker!” Was all I could reply.

SMACK!

I felt Mike’s fist connect with my face and tasted the metallic blood from my split lip. I charged forward, punching him again until we were exchanging blow after blow. Both of us began landing a punch on top of punch. My Beta was strong but he had never taken me in a fight. But his anger matched my own right now and I was still going to rip his throat out!

“STOP!” Followed by a blood-curdling growl that was more of a roar had both Mike and I frozen in our tracks.

Faster than lightning I had a hand around my neck and was pinned to the ground, I looked for Mike and found him next to me in a similar position. The hand left my neck and Lamia stood over us, her arms wrapped around her chest, her skirt now back in place covering her sex from us. Thank goddess! I thought.

“What the actual fuck, Kellen? Like seriously? What the fuck?” her normally bright eyes were dark and full of anger and narrow as she glared at me.

“He touched you! He fucking touched you!” I was still angry as I pointed my finger toward Mike.

“That is none of your business! It is none of your business who does what to me unless I ask it to be!”

“Lamia, I could see what he was doing, I could almost feel it.” I seethed. “Did you not realize you were projecting the image on me?”

If she was blushing I couldn’t tell, because her face was red with anger still, she paused before she spoke again, still emanating powerful displeasure toward me.

“So, instead of telling me you just thought you would come and break it up? And then start beating the shit out of each other? I mean fucking hell Kel! I can smell the little whore on you! It’s OK for you and not me?”

Her voice came out hoarse and her eyes glazed over, tears on the surface. I hung my head. I didn’t mean to make her cry, and I didn’t mean to hurt her.

“You had no right” she sniffed.

Mike moved towards her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and taking her against his chest where she buried her face. A low growl escaped from me as he held her.

“You had no right.” She whispered those words again. Before composing herself and pushing away from Mike, turning her back and starting to walk away.

“Lamia, wait!” Mike cried out, reaching for her hand.

“No! You can both go to fucking hell.”

“Where are you going? Please wait, I will go with you.” He almost pleaded with her.

She waved her hand at us “I’m going back to my room, the party is over for me.” And with that, she turned and shifted into her huge black wolf. She was so dark the light from the moon gave her black fur a dark blue hue; she gave us one last glance over her shoulder, her white mask across her wolf eyes glaring at us, her emerald green eyes glowing with ignominy. She then took off into the night, leaving Mike and me to stand there like a pair of chumps.

The anger that I had built up had simmered down some but was still present at the surface.

“What the fuck do you think you were doing?” I turned to look at my Beta and best friend.

“What the heck did it look like?”

“She is our fucking sister!” I spat. Lies.

“No. You may think she is your sister! I haven’t seen Lamia as a sister for a long time now! And I wasn’t forcing her to do anything she didn’t want! And you haven’t been looking at her like a sister for a while now! Don’t think I don’t notice Kellen. You are only fooling yourself.”

“You will NOT touch her!” I yelled in my Alpha tone, the anger surfacing again.

“You cannot command me to not touch her!” Mike angrily growled back at me, meeting my eyes with dark angry ones of his own.

“You would fuck her and use her like all the other ones. You are not her Mate!”

“No, you are wrong, Kel. I would never use her. I am not her mate, but neither are you! Not yet! And who’s to say either of us will be? And until she turns 18, it’s her choice. It’s her fucking choice if she wants me to be her first!

We don’t get to choose for her and even if she doesn’t find her mate by the time she is 21, will you choose her to be your Queen? Because I would choose her a hundred times over! And if she didn’t want me, I would still choose her. And tell me Kel, why would you keep us apart? And don’t give me that crap about her being like a sister! You don’t want her like I do, so why do you care?”

He was pacing back and forth, his hands clenching and balling into fists one minute, then tugging at his short hair the next. I could see his body physically shaking with rage. Rage, I had caused. I hung my head and let out a deep sigh.

“Because she is family and I feel like she is mine.” There I said it. I had had no sexual attraction to Lamia, only brotherly love, but my Wolf, Conri, and I had a deep claim on her and wanted no one else to touch her, our feelings for Lamia evolving over this past year. Even if I didn’t want her in that way, I still didn’t want another wolf to touch her. I was being selfish; I knew it and I didn’t care.

Mike stopped pacing and just stood there staring at me. I couldn’t gauge what he was thinking and I’m not sure I wanted to know.

He scrubbed his hand over his face. “Fuck dude,” was all he said for a moment. “I will not pursue her, but I will not push her away either. I don’t think I would ever have the strength to push her away. You know this fuck's shit up in a big way, right?”

I nodded my head. Yep. It sure did fuck things up. I just can’t explain my feelings and seeing her with another man, best friend or not, when that image came through I just felt rage, pure rage.

Mike walked up to me, clapping his arm around my back and bringing me into a bro-hug. I returned it and patted him on the back. Letting each other know we were still best friends.

“You look like shit,” I said, grinning at my best friend.

“You don’t look much better dude. You will be sporting a nice shiner tomorrow. Come on, let's head back to the dorms. I think we have had enough drama for one night” He said, and we started walking back to the mansion, grabbing the bottle of rum someone had left by a log - passing it back and forth as we walked back. I had forgotten about the little she-wolf I left by the side of the house. Oh well.

I tried to link Lamia when we got back to the dorms but she had shut me out, for the first time since we had established our link she had closed it off. She truly was pissed at me. And I truly couldn’t blame her.