“What did you see?”
“Two little brothers. Their throats cut and their blood showered on me.” I couldn’t help rubbing hair from my face and wiping at my neck and chest as the memory consumed me. Making me feel as though I needed to wash it away now.
But looking at my hand I found what I already knew. There’s nothing there.
But it felt so real. I could still feel the heat and texture of it on my skin. Catch the coppery scent of the ones I loved soaking into my clothes. I was sickened and suddenly felt the need to twist sideways and vomit into the grass.
“The blood you were covered in when you came into our territory.” He filled in. Glancing at me with wide green eyes. Shocked by my reaction.
He went to the creek and scooped a handful of water which he brought back to me and guided between my lips. I held my hair back and swished it around before spitting it out. He pulled a few flowers from one
His gaze took in the sight of my frolicking body in the moonlight. “I love the way you’re shaped, Vanna Rae.”“Why’s that?” I asked seductively.“Your legs…” He groaned at the sight of them.My plump white legs were curved and full.“They’re designed to wrap a man while he pounds into you. And your small waist is just perfect for grabbing ahold of to pull you in tighter against my thrusts. And your fantastic tits…Need to be tasted.” He explained. Striding closer to the edge of the creek.Heavy white breasts swinging like pendulums every time I moved. Dusky pink nipples begged to be suckled.I scooped them together and licked my fingertips before dragging them down over the globe to rub the nipple until it grew taught under my ministrations.“Come on, Vanquish.” I begged in my most beckoning voice. “I want you.”“Done.&r
I was talking to Marta, one of the eldest she-wolves in our pack. And her close friend, Polly. Drinking some of Marta’s famed herbed tea. Polly was known as our Camp leather-crafter. And I was commissioning some work. I’d brought with me two plump squirrels, Hunter had left on the drying wire in the corner of our hut. He often left me small animals there for trading within the camp for clothes or things I needed.This isn’t a need. It’s something I wanted for them.As I sipped my tea conversing with the older women. Polly had thin bit of wood sharpened to a fine point. As I sat, she was diligently piercing smooth bits of leather to form my likeness on the small leather pendant.“How are you and your mates, Vanna Rae?” Marta asked tenderly. “Have you fully recovered?”“I have.” I nodded. “They’re surprisingly tender.”Marta laughed softly. “They usually are
I leaned up between my own legs as much as I could to catch his shoulders. “Then stuff it full, Racer. Hurt me.”His brows lifted then he gave me a slow evil smile. “As you wish.”He pushed the back of my thighs further down making my ass naturally lift toward him as I was folded. He spit on his hand and lightly moistened the entrance. Trailing his finger around it.Making me writhe with the need to be stretched. Despite being pinned as I was, I rotated my hips in circles beneath him. Inviting him in.“Ugh.” He groaned. His eyes brightening at the sight. He tipped his hand and pressed a finger into me. Turning it to loosen the ring of muscle protecting my entrance.“Does it feel good, Vanna?”“Yes.” I breathed. My neck straining and still pulling at his shoulders in my impatience.“Now, Racer.” I panted. “I want you inside.”“Fine.”
It wasn’t long before I asked Racer to go.He was quiet, hesitating a long moment.He doesn’t want to go. Doesn’t want to leave me alone. And I felt the hint of tenderness toward him that he was so worried for me.But in moments I felt the bed dip and he rose. I saw his silhouette in the darkness of my loft as he collected his clothes in the blackness. Slipping his tunic over his head before heading down the ladder to his own bed.***I heard floorboards creaking down below a while later and then the rungs of the ladder.“Racer I’m fine. Please go back to bed.”“Bit fiercer than that.” He rumbled in a laughing voice and I could tell from the more confident note in his voice who he was.“What do you want, Vanquish?” I refused to roll over to talk to him. Sensing he stood behind me at the edge of my bed.He spoke to my back, nonetheless. Refusing to take
I’d thought he’d want more from me. After lying next to me and sharing that vulnerable moment, I’d thought he’d want to consummate that peace.But instead, he’s leaving?“Vanquish?” My voice made him pause with his foot on the top rung.“Yes, Vanna.”I slid off the bed and ran around it to catch him near the stairs. Bracing his cheeks in my palms I kissed him. Taking his smooth lips and savoring the passionate feel of his response.Without breaking the kiss, he stepped off the ladder to embrace me. Deepening the kiss. And standing over me I realized how much taller he was and how I had to stand on my toes to reach him.“Make love to me?” I asked. Somehow the fact that he hadn’t pursued it made me want him all the more.“No, Vanna.”I reared back as though he’d punched me. My eyes huge. “No?”He shook his head sa
“Of course, you may!” Polly slid the other two leather medallions face down on the table across toward me. Barely pausing from the one she worked on.Marta smiled at me softly and nodded toward them. “Have a look. I think you’ll be impressed. Polly is quite exceptional.”I flipped them over and leaned to expect them in the dimness of the hut.Lyra Lani lifted the candle closer to me so I could see them better.I gasped, impressed. “Polly!”It was a beaming likeness of me. Down to the curve of my hair along my shoulders and my long lashes framing my eyes. But she’d somehow made me seem brighter. Like a bit of smiling light carved into the leather.Polly finally looked up to smile. “You like them?”“Love them!”“May I see?” Lyra Lani held out a delicate hand.“Of course!” I proudly put a medallion in her palm so she could have a
“I know…” I whispered. Gaze falling. “But my mates thought you hold more power over him than you sound…”“Did they?” The smiling note in her voice made me lift my head.“Does that please you?”“It does some, that they’d think so.”“One confided to me that you’ve had him under your sway since you were nearly pups.”That made her face brighten even in the dark. “Thank you for that Vanna. But please don’t say such things to anyone else.”I understood why she asked. It could make the alpha seem weak.“I won’t.” I promised.***“I will need all your help very soon.” I told my mates around the dinner table.Vanquish set down a hawk’s leg to eye me. “Did you get the Alpha’s permission?”“I talked to Lyra Lani.”“T
Killian scooped me up and put me on his knee.“Look at this face.” He caught my chin and turned it side to side as if to display my lovely angles.I turned my head in pretty poses as if to show my innocent, sweetness.“Oh, I see it.” Aviari said. “She’s a tiny, evil, blonde version of you. Equally as dreadful.”Killian clucked in mock outrage.Both my little brothers were snickering behind their hands.I shot them a venomous look then remembered I was supposed to be revealing how angelic I was.Least that’s what Killian always said.That’s why he’s my favorite.“Fair bit of demon in her.” Aviari teased. Giving me a broad grin.“Not in the least!” Killian defended “She’s virtually perfect!” Killian said. Giving me a wink through one of his laughing blue eyes.***Aviari had walked ba