Into The Sunset: An Erotic Romance Anthology (13 page)

Aurelia smiled coyly, tossing her hair and
moving to press her breasts forward. An invitation. He felt her
gaze on his body, could see that his tightly muscled chest and
shoulders pleased her.

“
I want to touch you,” she said,
scooting closer. She knelt before him, running her hands over his
shoulders, his arms. Her eyes were on his face as she explored,
hands skimming down his sides. He hissed as she bracketed his hips,
thumbs dipping into the waistline of his jeans.

Their mouths met, and his hands dug into her
hair. Her touch was everywhere, burning him. When her hand brushed
his erection through his jeans, he bucked.

He pushed her back into the bed, pulling the
thin material of her bra up to expose her breasts. Leaning down, he
nuzzled her breasts, teasing them with the stubble on his chin. She
cried out, and Lucas cupped her breasts as he drew a nipple into
his mouth.

Blowing, licking, and nipping at her breasts,
rubbing them against his face, had his body tightening painfully.
Moving down her body, he stripped away her panties and rubbed his
palms up her thighs.

Parting her thighs, Lucas teased his way up
from her knees with kisses, licks, and little brushes of his
stubble. He paused to admire her rosy pink flesh, and found her wet
and ready.

“
Oh,” she said, hips undulating.
“Oh, yes.”

Growling, he spread her wide with his fingers
and nuzzled her. Her clean, sweet taste on his tongue made him
moan, and he eagerly lapped up her wetness. His tongue found her
clit and she cried out.

Swirling, lapping, and sucking at her clit had
Aurelia bucking against his mouth. He swirled his fingertips at her
core, and slid two fingers deep inside. He pumped his fingers in
and out, pushing deep and curling to find her most sensitive spot.
She tensed and quivered, and Lucas knew she was close.

“
Fuck!” she called. He liked that
she was so vocal, encouraged her by sucking her harder and working
his fingers relentlessly.

All at once, she spasmed and broke against his
mouth and fingers.

“
Lucas!” she cried, wet heat
gushing onto his face. He slowed as she moaned and began to relax,
then he withdrew. Aurelia threw an arm over her face, panting to
catch her breath.

Moving up to lie beside her, Lucas gently
pushed her arm away from her face and pulled her in for a kiss. Her
eyes were bright with pleasure, her face a lovely pink. She sat up
a little and pulled her bra up and over her head, tossing it to the
floor.

“
So?” he asked, keeping his tone
casual. “How is your test drive, so far?”

If possible, Aurelia blushed more
deeply.

“
I- well, it’s great. But…” she
trailed off, still a little breathless.

“
But?” he asked, cocking an
incredulous brow.

“
It’s not a test drive,” she said.
“I already signed the contract, before I ever came
downstairs.”

Warmth flooded him, and he leaned in to take
her mouth again. She responded instantly, her kiss still hungry. He
smiled into her kiss, enjoying her greed.

Her hand touched his hip again, then tugged at
his waistband.

“
Take these off,” she
demanded.

“
Yes, mistress,” he teased,
stripping his pants off and throwing them off the bed.

Aurelia raised a brow at him.

“
Commando?” she asked.

“
Always,” he said, giving her a
cocky grin.

She touched his hip again, admiring his
nudity. Her fingertips teased his inner thigh, and he tightened up
in anticipation.

“
You’re so big,” she said,
brushing her thumb over the crown of his cock. He cursed as a fat
drop of precum leaked from the tip, and mirrored his desperate need
to be inside her.

“
Aurelia,” he warned, “Don’t tease
me. I’ve waited for you for too long.”

Her hand encircled his cock, and he squeezed
his eyes closed. The pleasure from her mere touch was so intense
that he nearly came in her hand.

He grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

“
I have to have you now,” he said,
his eyes finding hers. He didn’t plead to anyone, damn it, but he
needed to fuck his female now.

“
Yes,” she whispered, pulling him
down to her body.

Lucas positioned himself between her thighs,
rubbing his cock over her clit and pressing the crown flush against
her core.

“
Now!” Aurelia said, and Lucas
thrust deep into her body.

“
Fuck!” he shouted. Hot and
sinfully wet, he felt her stretch to accommodate his
size.

He withdrew, plunged, withdrew.

“
I’m sorry, I can’t wait,” he
whispered, voice hoarse.

Aurelia gave him a satisfied smirk and rocked
her hips under him, pulling him into a rhythm. He gripped her hips
and pounded her hard, gritting his teeth as defense against the
amazing feeling. Her sexy moans drove him crazy, the way her
breasts bounced every time he pounded into her.

“
Aurelia,” he said, cursing as she
tightened around his cock. Her eyes were closed, her face tense,
and she was panting as she met his every thrust, fucking him just
as hard as he did her.

Suddenly she tensed and spasmed, crying
out.

Her release stole the last of his control, and
Lucas shouted her name. Pounding into her, he released hot gushes
of seed inside her body. It went on and on, until Lucas was certain
he would lose consciousness.

Falling to his side and pulling Aurelia to his
side, Lucas lay and panted for breath. Aurelia burrowed into his
embrace, and it was some time before he heard her stifled
cry.

Pulling back, he looked at her in
surprise.

“
Are you all right? Did I hurt
you?” he said, anger rising to the surface. His wolf went on alert,
wondering if perhaps there was some danger.

“
No,” she said. “I mean, you
didn’t-“

She broke off, sniffling and shaking her
head.

“
Tell me!” Lucas said, starting to
rise.

“
No, it’s just. I feel really good
right now,” she said.

“
You’re crying,” he said,
frowning.

“
It’s not… I just realized I
haven’t felt safe in a long time,” she said.

“
Oh,” he said, his frown
deepening. That certainly wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

“
I mean to say that I feel safe
right now, here.”

“
Oh,” he said. “I see. Well, you
should. You’re going to be very well cared for here,
Aurelia.”

Aurelia smiled up at him, and he had a
momentary flash of the photo from her file, the sweet college girl
she’d once been.

Lucas found himself thinking that she was
exponentially more incredible in person.

“
Thank you,” Aurelia said, tucking
herself in against his body once more.

Lucas kissed her forehead, smiling to
himself.

Contract or no contract, this felt right. They
both drifted off, feeling more peaceful than they had in
memory.

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Lucas has only begun building the life of his
dreams. With Ben and Walker at his side, and Aurelia in his bed, he
plans to save several more female wolves. Stay tuned for more
installments of the Wolf's Harem series!

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THE CABIN ESCAPE

by Miranda Lawrence

The snow fell through the frozen tree
branches. Rocks and dirt cut into my bare feet. I wore nothing but
a torn, silk night gown. His favorite gown.

I hated it.

I kept running. With no light to guide my way,
I ran purely on instinct and luck. Whichever spoke
louder.

My face hurt. I felt the frozen stiffness of
dried blood above my right eye and a little more under my nose.
They clung to me as painful reminders of the life I was attempting
to leave behind me.

But I had nowhere to go. Instinct and luck
were only taking my weak, frozen body so far. My chest burned as
the cold snowy air met my warm insides. It felt as if my heart and
lungs would explode at any moment. If I didn’t find shelter fast… I
didn’t want to think about that.

So I kept running.

I had never known how deep the woods behind
our home went. But I always wondered. The thought lingered in the
back of my mind and would surface itself whenever he raised his
voice or came home drunk. I wish I could say this wasn’t often.
Even knowing that fact, part of me wanted to turn back. To go back
home and tell him I was sorry and beg him for forgiveness. I had
been disobedient. It would not happen again.

What happened to me?
I wondered.
My life
wasn’t supposed to be like this.

I must have run for miles, bare feet in the
cruel snow. It didn’t take long for me to completely lose feeling
in my toes. Then the rest of my feet. I wobbled on what felt like
stumps, leaning into the trees and plant life I could barely
see.

The hill came suddenly. I lost all footing and
toppled downward, making contact with the bushes and branches in my
path.

Snap. Crack. Crunch.

I wasn’t sure if the noises were of flora or
my own body.

Once I hit the bottom, I was already
unconscious.

I dreamed I was floating. The wind carried my
naked, frozen body away to someplace else. Somewhere warmer. I
couldn’t tell where, but it had bright lights and smelt of warm
chocolate.

Pain was the first sensation I felt. It
covered every inch of me and my eyes instantly stung with tears. I
opened my eyes to an unfamiliar place. In an unfamiliar
bed.

Thick, dark curtains obscured the windows. I
was covered with a fleece blanket, multiple feather pillows cradled
me from head to toe.

I fought the piercing pain and sat up to get a
better look at my surroundings.

A lamp sat on the bedside table, casting a
deep blue glow on everything the light could touch. However, there
wasn’t much for the light to touch. Whomever saved my life lived a
simple one themselves.

I wore unfamiliar clothing, consisting of a
man’s blue button down dress shirt and my own panties. Nothing else
except a pair a thick, wool socks. I looked around and deduced that
my savior was male. The clothing I wore and that which was tossed
atop a nearby chair was all the evidence I needed to that
fact.

Despite aching muscles, I decided to try and
stand up. When I grabbed at my blanket, I winced and could not bend
a few fingers. Closer inspection revealed my left middle finger and
ring finger were tied together with medical tape. Whomever saved my
life had done this before.

My left ring finger was bare. I spotted my
wedding ring next to the lamp on the bedside table. I didn’t pick
it up and instead ignored its presence. I did a quick check of
myself to see if anything else was broken. I bent my legs and arms,
wiggled my toes, and shimmied my hips. Nothing but aches and
bruises. I was lucky to only have a few broken fingers from that
fall.

I heard footsteps on the front porch and a
wave of goosebumps covered my skin. For the first time since I
awakened, I felt fear and said a prayer to myself.

Please don’t be him.

Please don’t be him.

I should find a weapon.

I swung my feet off the bed and
touched the cold, wooden floor. All my joints popped as I moved
them about.
How long had I been asleep
here?

I was like a stranger in my own body, but I
had to move. I fought the pain and took strides toward the closet
door. It creaked loudly as I swung it open wide. I ignored it,
hoping it went unnoticed as I inspected the contents. But there was
nothing but clothing.

The front door opened and boots tapped the
wooden entryway. The tapping continued, making way toward the
bedroom door.

Panic set in and I grabbed the first thing I
could use to defend myself. I raised the pillow above my head in a
fighting stance and waited, taking cover just behind the
door.

The doorknob turned and my body
twitched.

He wore a large brown coat and a
black beanie hat. I couldn’t tell if it was
him
or not. But my fear took over
and I swung the pillow at his head. My muscles screamed and
quivered from weakness. I missed him and struck the door frame
instead.

His face turned towards mine. It
wasn’t
him
.

The man reached out and grabbed the pillow
with one hand. With his other hand, he took my hand in his, making
a conscious effort not to squeeze my throbbing, broken fingers. He
did not try to yank the pillow away and instead spoke to me with a
low, steady voice.