A Wolf's Duty (42 page)

The light of the moon
caressed his skin like a familiar friend and Tobias felt a sense of
triumph overcome him as his body began to change beneath Alex’s
head; his skin losing the fur of his lupine body as it transformed
back into that of a human. A moment passed as he gained control of
his changed body, reacquainting himself with his new form. The grey
of his eyes that was evident immediately after the change, quickly
shifted to the wild amber and his body sprang into
action.

His arms tightened around
her before he rolled them in the grass until he lay above her, his
body cradled between her spread thighs before grinning widely at
her, his wicked smile promising a night full of pleasurable
surprises. His lips crashed against hers, the sharpness of his
fangs stinging her lips before his slick tongue entered her mouth.
She moaned at the sensation as their tongues met, her body reacting
to the kiss as her nipples tightened beneath his chest and she grew
increasingly damp between her thighs.

“Xandria,” Tobias groaned,
drawing away from her lips to take in her flushed face.

His head lowered to her
neck on another groan as though he couldn’t prevent himself from
touching her. Keeping his full weight off her small frame by
leaning on his forearm, he allowed his free hand to run the length
of her side, giving her tantalising glimpses of what would happen
when she lay naked beneath him. A string of warm kisses were
peppered along the slender column of her neck and she found herself
craning it to the side to give him better access. His mouth moved,
his kisses shifting inwards as he progressed towards the hollow at
the base of her throat.

A low growl passed his
lips as he met the collar of her shirt and her eyes flew open at
the unexpected sound, her body freezing beneath his. “Tobias,
what’s wrong?” Her question was answered with the sound of ripping
fabric as her shirt was torn from her before he sat back on his
haunches, wild eyes roving her exposed body. He gently fingered her
stiff nipples though the thin material of her bra, rubbing a
straining peak between his thumb and forefinger while gently
scraping the other with the tip of his finger.

His light touches made her
nipples ache and she arched her back, thrusting the soft globes
deeper into his hands, trying to force his touch to become firmer.
He smirked at her, showing even more sharp teeth, which failed to
arouse any sense of fear as she struggled to sate her body’s
desires. His touch remained light and she whimpered in distress.
His smile widened at the mewling sound, the fabric of her bra
falling prey to his sharp claws, freeing the warm flesh of her
breasts.

A light breeze passed
them, running over her throbbing nipples and hardening them even
further. She groaned at the sensation while struggling to rub her
thighs together to relieve the ache that was there. Tossing his
shirt aside, Tobias eyed the straining peaks before falling on them
ravenous. His warm mouth sucked one, his tongue flicking around the
peak as he suckled hard. “Tobias.” His name fell from her lips on a
loud moan as she arched her back further. Switching to the
unattended breast, he began sucking, dividing his attention between
the two. The heady scent of her arousal rose, surrounding him in a
cocoon of her desire and he felt his tenuous control begin to
falter.

He stood, shrugging
himself out of the confining denim of his jeans and letting his
hard shaft escape the confines of the tight material. He sighed in
relief once he was free before stalking towards his mate, his eyes
wilder than she could remember seeing. “Off,” he growled, his gaze
lowering to the shorts that covered her. Struggling to remove the
offending item of clothing with trembling fingers, she was too late
to save her clothing as sharp claws shredded them without touching
her. Naked beneath his gaze, she fought the impulse to cover
herself, sighing in relief as he came to lie back in the soft grass
beside her.

His hands easily spread
her legs; fingers trailing gently up the warmth of her inner thighs
as he made his way to his destination. Wetness greeted his questing
fingers as he reached the apex and he groaned at just how wet she
had become. He stroked the seam of her outer lips before pressing a
thick finger deep within her, giving her no quarter this night and
forcing her to accept the full length. Her head thrashed wildly on
the grass as her body accommodated the intrusion. His thumb stroked
small circles around the small bundle of nerves assured to pleasure
her and she moaned in response, her hips moving in time with his
firm strokes. Another finger was added, stretching her even further
and she could feel the pleasure begin to build within herself.
“Tobias!” she gasped, struggling for breath as a third finger
entered her body.

“You’re close dearest.” He
smiled, moving his three fingers faster within her. “Do you want to
come?”

“Yes, Tobias, please,” she
panted, desperate for release.

His head lowered and his
warm talented mouth replaced the firmness of his thumb. He licked
her frantically as his fingers continued to move within her,
preparing her for him. His lips clamped over the small bud and he
growled against her, the vibrations sending her over the edge. She
came, closing her eyes as her loud scream carried through the
forest while he continued to lick her, her tight sheath clamping
hard on his fingers.

No more, I
can’t take anymore. Need to be inside her, need to be inside her
now.

Her body relaxed and he
was able to reclaim his fingers, licking them clean before grasping
the base of his shaft. Her eyes opened as she felt him rub the
thick head of his member along her wet seam. He pressed forward,
wedging the head inside her and pushing to gain further entry. Her
body stretched, trying to take him deeper, a slight burn building
as he pushed more of himself into her small body. “Look at me
dearest.” Her green eyes turned to him, immediately noting the
specks of grey that peppered his amber gaze.

“You’re mine, do you
understand?” She nodded. “Say it.”

“I’m yours.” He pushed
forward a little more and she gasped. While the stretching was odd,
it felt as though it could sow the seeds of pleasure, the burning
sensation that accompanied it however was distinctly
unwanted.

“You’re mine until my
heart stops beating. Say it,” he demanded, his brows drawn as he
struggled not to simply fall into her until he was seated to the
hilt.

“I’m yours until your
heart stops beating.”

He smiled, the movement
calm and familiar, lacking the wildness of the smiles he had given
her since last night. Her hand rose to cup his cheek.
“Tobias.”

“I claim you
for my own. I’ll stand by your side for all time because you’re my
mate, the only one for me. I love you dearest.” He gripped her hips
tightly, his head descending to lick her hard nipples. She groaned
as pleasure began to build in her again, the groan turned to a moan
of pain as he pushed hard, sinking deep. Her eyes watered at the
unexpected pain, her body struggling against the painful
intrusion.
Didn’t think it would hurt so
much,
her mind gasped.

“Don’t fight me dearest,
the pain will fade, trust me.”

Forcing his body to remain
still, he brought a hand between them, fingering her overly
sensitised clitoris and allowing her to become accustomed to his
size. His patience was rewarded as another rush of wetness let him
sink deeper and she rocked her hips to his, urging him to
move.

Thrusting
harder, he moved slowly until he was seated fully within the warmth
of her body, groaning at the overwhelming sensation.
Inside my mate, two hundred years of waiting, but
it was well worth it. Perfect.

Hands came up to wrap
themselves in his hair and he began to move. His deep thrusts hit
something within her that drove her wild, pleasure coursing through
her veins as their bodies moved in unison. His measured thrusts
became wilder as her hands stroked his body, running from his scalp
along his back, nails digging into his shoulders as he thrust
faster, pushing harder taking her to the pinnacle of pleasure
before slowing and letting her body calm before doing it again. She
writhed beneath him desperate for release and he lifted one of her
legs, bringing it to his side to get deeper within her body. He
moved hard and fast within her not slowing when she approached the
peak and letting her body fly over the edge. Her body shuddered
beneath his, her sheath clenching wildly around his shaft trying to
milk his body of seed.

He withdrew from her,
still hard and frantic with the need for release. Turning her over
so that she lay facedown in the grass, he moved her body,
positioning her until she was on her hands and knees. “Tobias?” Her
head turned to him but he merely smiled, kicking her legs open and
shifting her hair so that her neck was exposed.

“You didn’t –” Her
question was cut off as he thrust deep, making her body take the
full length of him in one sure thrust. Her mouth opened on a silent
‘oh’ as he began to thrust within her, his pace faster and wilder
than before.

Need to mark
her; no one will think to take her from me then. Mark her. Mark
her. Mark her.

The instinct rode him hard
and his pace matched accordingly, holding her hips he steadied her
as he moved faster and faster within her, forcing her body to reach
for the pinnacle once again. He could feel her body readying for
release and his gaze was drawn to the slender and exposed column of
her neck. Her sheath clamped against him as she released and he
could resist the instinct no longer, his fangs biting deep,
breaking the skin and drawing blood. The wild bite prepared her
body for his mark and his tongue swirled around her skin, instinct
guiding him as he drew his initial on her flesh, marking her for
all time and joining them forever. She belonged with him and now
the whole world could see it. Her scent became thicker as it began
to imprint itself on his skin, merging with his own to create a
unique scent that told any of his kind that they were taken and
exactly who would come looking for vengeance should anything happen
to the other. Snarling against the wound, he left his fangs
embedded within her flesh as he pushed his body harder until he
joined her in release; his body relinquishing his seed until he
thought he could come no more.

His teeth
reluctantly left her flesh and he licked the wound soothingly,
pleased more than he thought possible when he saw the mark begin to
heal, albeit slowly, beneath his gaze.
Mine forever.
His body left hers, a
wide smile plastered on his face as he drew her to lie in the grass
beside him.

“You bit me!” she accused,
turning in his grasp to face him.

“Yes I did, was it
painful?”

“It hurt less than I would
have thought, but why did you bite me?”

“I needed to mark you and
now you can never escape me through death, you’re going to live
with me forever. I’ll never let you go dearest.” His bite had
assured that, the seemingly vicious act joining them forever so
that she would never age past her prime and heal from all injuries.
Though she would recover much slower than a wolf, she would recover
and live so long as he did and Tobias was aiming for eternity. The
wolf within him rose again as the moon continued to coat his skin
in its light.

“Tobias?”

“No more talking dearest,
the full moon isn’t a night for talking. It’s a night for other,
more pleasurable activities.” Any protest she might have made was
cut off as his lips took hers and logical thought fled.

We’ve got all
the time in the world for questions; he’s not going anywhere. I’ll
ask him tomorrow. Tomorrow.

Chapter Thirty
Eight

The bright rays from the
sun forced Tobias’ eyes open and he squinted against the offending
light, clutching Alex closer to his chest. Her small body shivered
within his grasp and he cursed his stupidity at failing to consider
her human frailties in his lust. The cold that his body could
easily hold off had seeped into hers and now she was paying the
price for his carelessness. His eyes scanned the river bank for
anything to warm her with and he spotted the shirt he had discarded
the previous night. His arms left her body, shifting her carefully
until he was free of her, despite the movement, she didn’t wake and
he felt a degree of panic enter him.

Is she ok?
Humans are so susceptible to disease and illness, what if she’s got
one? What have I done to her?

Though he knew she
couldn’t die now that he had claimed her, she could still become
ill, her body suffering until the illness had passed through her
system, the knowledge didn’t make him any less worried. The shirt
was quickly retrieved, his body utilising all of its strengths to
aid her as fear for her safety beat against him, and he made his
way back to her. Moving in her sleep, her legs parted, revealing
blood spattered thighs and he groaned at the sight.

I took her too
hard last night. I should have been more careful with her, no
wonder she’s still sleeping.

He wasn’t sure whether to
be relieved that she was simply sleeping heavily due to exhaustion
rather than from an illness, as guilt at having caused her pain
gnawed at him. Crouching down beside her cold body, he manoeuvred
her into a sitting position, shrugging the oversized shirt over her
head before working her arms through the sleeves. A quick scan of
her small frame revealed hand shaped bruising at her hips and the
guilt within him multiplied. A low moan at the movement caused him
to sigh with relief at the first sign of life she had made since he
had woken, before he lay her back down against the cool
grass.