Her Anchor (15 page)

Chapter 8

Valery gasped as she looked up at him, her back pressed against the wall. Her eyes went large as she imagined what would happen next. Her heart was thudding in her chest and her mind reeled with the countless possibilities. She bit her lip in anticipation before he suddenly pressed his lips to hers, kissing her hard.

The kiss was rough and passionate, sending a fire through her body as she succumbed to him. She moaned out softly into the kiss as his hands groped her breasts, his fingers pressing into them until she was almost sure that he would leave bruises. She arched her back, her legs tightening even further around his waist. He grinned before slamming her down on the kitchen table. He quickly yanked off his belt before wrapping it tightly around her wrists and pulling them above her head.

“Elliot… what…” She was about to inquire, but he just kissed her again. By the way her body was reacting to his, he knew she was enjoying herself. With one hand keeping her hands above her head, he used his other one to pull down her pants before he leaned down and bit her panties, tugging them down ever so slowly. She groaned as he continued to tease her further.

“Elliot… don’t… please… I need you.” The words finally made their way out of her lips. She was finally admitting that she had fallen for him, that there was this inexplicable need inside of her which she couldn’t satisfy any other way.

“Beg.” He growled in her ear, as his lips moved up to her neck, brushing against her flesh. He could feel the blood rush through her veins as her heart worked frantically in her excited state. She moaned ever so softly and found herself submitting to him.

“Don’t… I want you too much…” Her words came out in a breathless rush. She wanted to tell him exactly what she wanted, but the words refused to come out of her mouth. She just lifted up her hips, spreading her legs ever so slightly, exposing her now bare pussy. He grinned looking down and suddenly two of his fingers thrusted into her wetness. He could feel how slick she was as her pussy threatened to suck his fingers even deeper within her.

“Mmm… someone wants me.” He teased, his fingers hooking inside of her, searching for her sweet spots. He was rough with her as he continued to ram his fingers into her quivering pussy before he added one more. As he did so, his wolf was dying for release inside of him. He quickly pulled away from her and took his pants and boxers off, exposing his large member, now engorged in excitement.

His hand wrapped around it for a moment, squeezing the tip between his fingers, rubbing it with his thumb for his own pleasure as he moaned out. He wanted to ram into her and make her scream out his name, but as they locked eyes he hesitated. Did she really want this? He didn’t want to force her into anything. He knew how much she had loved Liam and how much pain he had caused her, but on the other hand, during their time together they had grown closer and closer.

As he stood there, he contemplated his next move. Before he could back out, however, she sat up and wrapped her legs around him, her ass on the edge of the kitchen table. Her arms were around his neck and her hands rested on the nape of his for a moment before she pulled him even closer, their lips pressing together as hers parted for a moment.

Her tongue snuck into his mouth, finding his as they tangled together. Taking this moment of distraction as an advantage, she grabbed hold of his throbbing member in her hand, giving it a firm squeeze. He grunted in response, howling out at the sudden pain, but as she started to move her hand up and down his shaft, he smirked and moved his hands forward on her hips. He was impressed that she was able to jerk him off, even with her hands bound together at the wrists with his belt.

But he was about to take control again. Grabbing the part of his belt that hung from her wrists, he grabbed it and yanked her hands away, pulling them back until she was forced to lay down once more, her hands trapped above her head. “You’re mine.” He hissed before his free hand tugged at her hip and he suddenly thrusted into her.

He rammed himself into her as deep as he could, his balls nestled against her warm flesh while his dick was caressed by the slick walls of her body. He could feel how hot she was as he didn’t move for a second, his body enjoying the sensation of her tightness around him. She moaned out and squirmed, trying to get the freedom of her hands back.

His hand held hers firmly, loving the control he now had over her as she was helpless to resist him. He started to pump his member in and out of her, eliciting sweet moans from between her lips each time he hit against her cervix. She shivered and clenched her hands into fists, incapable of anything else.

She tried to grind her hips into his, adding to the pleasure that they now felt. Her legs tightened around him and her back arched with the pleasure of the situation while he ventured even further inside of her. She screamed out for more and more, letting the whole forest know what they were doing, but at this very moment neither one of them cared about detection. All they could think about was making each other feel good.

As Elliot felt her pussy quiver, he suddenly stopped. She was still fully impaled on his dick, but he didn’t move. He just looked down at her and grinned at the look on her face, begging for more. He smirked before pulling out of her completely. “Elliot… please… I need to cum…” She begged in desperation. Her pussy was calling out for release and as he pulled out of her, she felt an emptiness inside of her that she could barely handle.

“Elliot…” She whimpered again, hoping he would have pity on her. He smirked at her reaction before he suddenly flipped her over so she was laying stomach down on the table. Her perky breasts flattened against it and she groaned as her sensitive nubs rubbed up against the rough, wooden material of the table. When her feet touched the ground, he quickly grabbed her legs, spreading them wide open.

His fingers brushed up against her skin, dancing against her excited clit. It was obvious she wanted more and he knew he couldn’t deny her. With that thought, he moved against her and pressed his dick, now on the edge of exploding, against her slit from behind. He covered it with her juices, grinning at her apparent excitement.

All of a sudden, he plunged inside of her again before he grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked on it, until her back was arched and her breasts were on full display. His other hand reached forward and grabbed one of them into his hand, kneading it painfully as he ground his hips into hers, making her scream out until her voice was hoarse. She shivered and curled her toes as she was suddenly pushed over the edge.

Waves of white hot pleasure rolled over her body. She sighed, catching her breath as she pressed her cheek on the table, once Elliot finally let go of her hair that’s when he spent his load inside of her. He collapsed on top of her, panting with the effort of their lovemaking. He smirked to himself as he looked down at her. She seemed even more beautiful with the thin layer of sweat that now wrapped around her body.

He reached forward and brushed her hair out of her face since her hands were still bound together. “Wow…” She whispered to herself. When she had found out that Elliot had killed Liam, she had never once thought that she would fall for him. But now that he had rocked her world, she didn’t regret her decision one bit. If this was wrong, she didn’t want to know what was right.

Elliot smiled at her before he kissed her cheek, letting his lips move across her nose to her other cheek, giving them equal attention. She giggled at his sudden gentleness. “I’m going to be so sore in the morning…” She admitted, her cheeks turning red at the thought. He chuckled suddenly.

“What, you think I’m done with you?” With that, he seemed to be revitalized with a new type of energy when he suddenly grabbed her and pushed her down onto her knees before him. “Maybe you can do me a little favor?” He had a devilish grin on his face as he moved to the edge of his seat and rubbed his member back to life.

His dick was covered in a mixture of their excitement, but he ignored it as he felt himself reach the point of arousal once more. Valery watched him, almost mesmerized for a moment before taking control. She held out her hands to him and gave him a sharp glare, commanding him to unbind her. He chuckled and undid the belt. When she was finally free, she got straight to work. Her hand wrapped around him, jerking him off to perfection as her other hand crept down to his balls, giving them a light squeeze.

She looked up at him with an innocent little smile as her hair framed her face, making her seem angelic, despite what she was doing. When she thought he was hard enough, she opened up her pink lips into a perfect O shape. She leaned down, slowly easing him into her mouth until she wrapped her lips tautly about him. He groaned as he felt her hot mouth for the first time.

Her tongue flicked around his tip, now almost purple in his state of excitement. Her tongue explored every inch of his tip, moving along slowly before she would speed up again. Elliot couldn’t handle this torture. All of a sudden, he grabbed the sides of her face, his fingers tangling into her long hair. In this position, he pushed her head down, until she had nearly every inch of his dick down her throat.

She started to gag slightly, but he continued to push her down, until he finally pulled her back, affording her some breathing room. He continued this onslaught on her throat as he groaned in pure pleasure as the feeling of her expert tongue was too much for him to handle. His hold on her hair became tighter as he felt himself getting closer to a second orgasm.

Valery was eager to please as she continued to suck him off, her hands on his thighs now. Her nails digging into them, using them for leverage in order to go deeper and faster. Her head bobbed up and down, her hands caressing against his thighs as he shivered. As he felt a tightening in his balls, he knew he was going to explode at any moment.

When it finally happened and he spewed his load down her throat, he howled loudly, his sound of pleasure carried throughout the entire forest. He kept her head on his dick, forcing her to swallow most of his seed before he finally pulled her away and grinned, knowing there was much more fun to be had. She just looked up at him, panting and wondering what more the night would bring.

Chapter 9

As the sounds of their pleasure echoed through the forest, Stanton grinned to himself. They had finally given themselves away. After months of searching for them, he had finally found them, by chance no less. “Everyone stay here. I will finish him off myself.” Stanton ordered his pack, knowing they wouldn’t go against his command.

The other wolves looked at each other for a moment, wondering whether it was safe for their leader to go out and do this by himself. The other wolf would have gained in strength by now, given the amount of time that had passed, it was impossible to tell how the alpha would match up to the mutt. Maybe it was that Stanton was getting full of himself. Either way, the pack couldn’t go against his word, no matter how ridiculous the request.

When he was certain they wouldn’t follow him, he shapeshifted and shot off into the night, listening for the screams of pleasure that led him straight to the two people he needed to eradicate at this moment. Stanton let his wolf propel him forward as he moved elegantly throughout the woods. Soon, he reached a small cabin.

He made his way around the building, checking the surroundings. Elliot, although a mutt, was by no means dumb. He had chosen this location for a reason. The stagnant lake at the beginning of the hovel was enough to overpower their scent, making them impossible to detect thus far. Sneaky. Stanton was getting frustrated. He had spent so much time looking for Elliot and to think he was right under his nose all along.

The fact that a mutt had been able to outsmart him, annoyed the alpha. “You’re going down this time…” He whispered under his breath softly and grinned, his sharp teeth glittering in the moonlight. He strained his ears slightly, trying to hear some noise within the house, but it was deadly quiet now. Getting closer to a window, he tried his best to listen even more. The pressing silence was irritating, but as he got even closer, he finally heard something.

Heavy breathing. His ears twitched at the noise. As he took a whiff of the air, he could smell the distinct scent of sex. They had been mating. Stanton felt himself growl in response. The girl was supposed to be his mate. He had claimed her as his own, but this mutt had stolen her. In his anger, he dashed into the house, breaking through the front door.

The sound of splintering wood raged through the cabin as the wolf made his way to the center of the living room, looking around, seeking out a fresh kill. He would either make it out of this building with Elliot’s head as a trophy or wouldn’t make it out of the building at all.

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Elliot got up with a start when he heard the sound downstairs. With almost no effort, he pushed the dresser in front of the door for protection. He pushed some other pieces of furniture there as well before tossing some clothes in Valery’s direction. “Put these on, quick, and hide. Under the bed.” His voice was tense as his senses strained, in an attempt to hear what was happening downstairs. Everything was deadly quiet. Elliot could feel the anxiety bubbling up inside of him. He had a pretty good idea who was downstairs and he had prepared for this. He just wished that Valery wasn’t here. He really didn’t want to risk her safety again.

As he waited for something to happen, he quickly tossed on some clothes, a little irritated by the fact that someone had crashed their intimate moment. He thought back to their lovemaking for a moment before focusing on the task at hand. Looking back, he noticed Valery now crawling under the bed. It wasn’t the best place to hide, but there wasn’t any other place where she could take refuge under the circumstances.

All of a sudden, something banged into the door with massive force. The dresser rattled when it happened, but the door held firm. Elliot stepped back and shapeshifted. The transition from human to wolf was fluid now, with no pain running across Elliot’s face. He had come a long way from the first time he had transformed. He was a much larger wolf now, his fur almost silken as it glowed with a healthy sheen.

He growled in anticipation as he looked at the door, which now rattled as something kept banging against it, trying to break it down. Suddenly, the hinges gave way, the dresser toppled over and a large wolf came into the room. He growled viciously as he saw the mutt challenging him. He was an alpha, who did this pup think he was?

Letting his anger fuel his next move, Stanton lunged forward, pinning the large wolf to the ground. Elliot snapped back his fangs, coming dangerously close to the alpha’s neck. Stanton was able to keep the other wolf down for a moment as he cackled in his pride, thinking he was one bite away from winning the fight.

In his gloating, he eased up his grip just enough for Elliot to throw him off. His body crashed into the wall, leaving a sizeable indent behind. Stanton whimpered slightly but got up as quickly as he could before squaring off to the mutt once more. He couldn’t believe Elliot had the audacity to challenge him like this.

He lunged forward, but this time, Elliot was prepared and sidestepped in time to avoid the attack. Taking his chance, his jaws locked around Stanton’s tail, one of the most sensitive parts of a wolf. Stanton retaliated quickly with his claws, managing to sink them into Elliot’s flesh. Elliot growled in pain and lunged at the alpha wolf until they tumbled across the room together.

The room was slowly being destroyed in their toil. The furniture was in pieces and the only thing left untouched was the bed. Valery didn’t know what to do as she hid under it. A part of her wanted to go out and stop the fight, but another part of her knew how ridiculous it was to assume she could do such a thing. So she just laid there, looking at the fight, praying that Stanton would not notice her.

The battle between the wolves continued. Elliot was obviously the larger and stronger wolf in this battle, but it seemed like Stanton’s pride as an alpha seemed to be fueling him toward a newfound strength. His attacks were more precise and he was quick on his feet. It seemed like an equal match.

As the battle kept going, however, Stanton seemed to get out of breath, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he tried to recover himself just enough to get the upper hand while Elliot seemed to be completely fine. He didn’t seem winded at all. Stanton glanced around the room, desperately looking for a way to gain an advantage. He knew that he had to do
something
to win this battle.

All of a sudden, he noticed a pair of eyes under the bed. He grinned to himself before dashing forward and grabbing Valery by the shirt. She tried to squirm and get away from him, but he kept her pinned to the floor with his paws. “Let go of me!” She screamed, fear suddenly shooting through her whole body. This was the same wolf that had hurt her before. She remembered all the pain her broken leg had caused her. By no means did she want to go through that again.

“Elliot! Please!” She screamed out suddenly when she saw the wolf’s teeth come dangerously close. In that time of peril, all she could think about was Elliot. In an instant, she felt a red hot heat rush across her neck as she gasped out, feeling the hot stickiness of blood running across her skin. Her eyes grew big as she felt her heart beat quicken, driving the blood out of her body.

It pooled up beside her as she heard the wolves fight nearby. Elliot had tackled Stanton off Valery and now he was finishing the job as his claws dug deep into the wolf’s body and his lip curled back, revealing his full set of razor-sharp teeth.  He hesitated but a moment before lunging forward and snapping his jaw around the alpha’s throat.

Whipping his head back, he was able to rip the enemy wolf’s throat out. He struggled for breath for a moment before the life faded from his eyes. He laid there, limp and lifeless now before Elliot turned around quickly, turning to his human form now that the threat was gone. He rushed to Valery’s side, fearing the worst. His body froze up when he spotted the rose of red on her neck.

She had been
bitten
. Horror was written all over his face as he tried to figure out the best course of action. She was bleeding heavily. He grabbed a discarded shirt and pressed it to her neck in an attempt to stop the bleeding. She was whimpering in pain and he knew that what she was about to experience in a short amount of time, wasn’t going to be pleasant at all.

He grabbed hold of her hand and quickly placed her on the bed. Laying down next to her, he held her in a firm grasp, trying to keep her still. She was thrashing about by now as the pain started to flow through her body. She was going through the transformation and it would be a painful one. “Shhh… it's okay…” Elliot whispered softly in her ear.

She, however, just shook her head, not being able to hear him. She was too racked with the fire-like pain, which now spread through her body. It felt like her entire being was possessed with pin and needles and the sensation was intensified to an impossible measure. She started to scream in agony, begging for it to stop, but once a wolf transformation began there was no stopping it.

She clutched at the sheets and her toes curled as the pain intensified even further. “ELLIOT!” Her screams bounced off the walls as she called out for the only person she could trust in that moment, but he was helpless to ease her suffering. She just had to deal with it, until it was all over. Elliot did his best to keep his grip on her. He knew that if he let her go, she would go on a rampage just as he had done on his first night as a werewolf.

If there had been someone to restrain him then maybe her fiancé would still be alive, but instead, he had killed the man she was supposed to marry. Flashbacks of that night came back to him as he tightened his grip on her. He wouldn’t let her go and allow her to do what he had done. No, he would keep her here until the transformation was complete.

His arms tightened around her a little more as her body began to change ever so slightly. Her nails grew longer and her face started to take on a different shape. The blurring of her features was hard to focus on, making the transformation a strange thing to witness. Elliot looked away, refusing to see the angelic girl he had come to love, turn into some kind of monster.

He still didn’t want to come to terms with the fact that this was all his fault. If it wasn’t for him, she would still be a normal girl, living a normal life. Instead, she was going through agonizing pain for his sake.  She screamed loudly and her back arched as the sound of snapping bones echoed throughout the room, making him cringe. As he felt the softness of fur against his arms, he knew the transformation was complete.