Ravaged By The Pack (The Alpha's Mate) (6 page)

She grinned. “Why? Because you don't know whether you'll be able to help yourself? You want me to stay in your sights, but you don't want me to get too close? Is that it?” She took another step towards him.

Todd threw his hand up, blocking her from advancing further. “That's enough,” he barked. “My wounds will heal quickly. These cuts are nothing, understand? I don't need you looking after me. You're not my damn mother, so just stay quiet, got it?”

Still, she persisted. She took his hand and rubbed his rough fingers gently.
He's either going to let me go to keep from making the prophecy come true or... I'm going to have a good time while I'm here.
Jenna brought his hand up to her lips and planted a warm kiss on it. “Well, let me help you. If you're protecting me, then I need you to stay strong.”

He shuddered, his hand going momentarily limp. The hair on his arm bristled, as though charged with electricity, and his breathing quickened noticeably. “What are you doing?” he asked, pulling his hand away and rubbing at it. “You don't know what the hell you're getting yourself into.”

Ever since she'd first laid eyes on him, Jenna had found him attractive. Now that she knew more about him, it was easier to write off his idiosyncrasies. He was a wolf, a proud alpha, and evidently wasn't very good at relating to humans. Though his people had lived amongst them for the past century, he still seemed used to treating people like livestock, mere pawns in his own game. Still, this didn't diminish his attractiveness. She'd have been a hypocrite to deny it. The prospect of venturing out of the house and being pursued by the ferocious Hillrunners didn't sit well with her, though neither did the idea of remaining Todd's prisoner. Her pent up lust had been inexplicably roused, however. In the way he denied himself, the way he tried to disregard her, despite his deep-seated, primal desire for her, was extremely sexy for some reason. Watching him struggle against his prophetic urges, his powerful body nearly bare, she couldn't help but become horny.

And he seemed to notice it, too. As her excitement grew, so too did his apparent discomfort. He would take a few steps away from her and take a deep breath, trying to collect himself, only to peer back at her with the same hungry eyes. His plan had probably seemed like a good one at first. All he wanted to do was keep her in his sights. But it wouldn't be that easy. He'd have to fight his urges constantly; something he apparently hadn't anticipated. Worse yet, he probably realized that she would
enjoy
it. How could he possibly manage to restrain himself when fate and desire were pushing him so strongly and the object of his lust was
willing
?

Rifling through a drawer at the nightstand, he tossed her a change of clothes. “Change into those. Your clothes are a bit worn out. You'll be more comfortable.”

She picked up the clothes, a pair of soft sweatpants and a plain blue T-shirt. “Uh, sure. OK.” She waited for him to leave the room, but soon realized he had no plans. “Can... can I have a little privacy?”

He leaned against the wall and glowered, his eyes fixed on her. “No. Just hurry up and change.”

Here we go. The spark in the tinder box,
she thought. Feeling her cheeks grow flush, she grasped her shirt and slowly drew it up. She watched as his eyes grew wide at the sight of her bare belly and chest. She took it off slowly, making a display of it, and threw the shirt at his feet when she was through. Jenna stood topless for a moment, feeling self-conscious and shy under his gaze. She brought up a hand to shield her breasts while slowly slipping off her torn pajama bottoms.

As though he were stalking prey, his eyes followed the lines of her luscious form with intensity. He didn't seem aware of just how intently he was eyeing her, or of the way his cock visibly throbbed as he did so. He studied her legs, her hips, her breasts and then, with a sharper gaze, her blushing face. He probed her eyes with his own, his powerful form shuddering with want.

Not wanting to torture him, she took to putting on her new clothes, but was stopped just as she reached to throw on her shirt. Todd marched across the room and grasped her wrist, wrenching her arm down and throwing the shirt to the floor. He pushed her soft body against the cool wall and lowered his face till their noses very nearly touched. Gritting his teeth, he peered down at her naked body, the dull light washing over it, and growled. “What if I
did
want to mate with you, Jenna?”

Her heart skipped a beat. Before she could say anything, he had his lips against hers, gently. And then, when she didn't protest, he seized his chance, kissing her hard. Her body pressed against the wall, her waist in his hands, she was powerless. His rough kiss sapped all her strength. She was a willing prisoner, held firm by his powerful grip. Todd's kiss was ferocious, and when he pulled away to nuzzle the nape of her neck, she found her lips were sore.

Breathlessly, she tried to ask him what he was doing. His hands traveled along her body, uninvited, his calloused fingers lingering on her curves. But she couldn't get the words out. As he had his way, she found herself too excited for speech, and the words simply tumbled back down her throat before she could utter them. Her chest rose and fell quickly, her breasts pressing against him as he bore down on her. He gripped at her ass, took a firm hold of her side, squeezed her breast; he couldn't seem to make up his mind and explored the various parts of her body all at once. Like a hungry wolf, she thought, he didn't know where to dig in first.

Jenna's mound ached for his touch. As if to signal to him her willingness, she took on a wider stance, allowing him access to her dampened slit. He took the invitation at once, sliding a palm against her labia and cupping her clit. Finding it wet, he growled in approval and, taking her by the waist, thrust her down onto the bed with great force. She hit the mattress with a soft thud, surprised at his viciousness. He wasn't far behind, hopping onto the bed and leaning over her with a sharp grin.

And then something else stole into his expression. She wasn't sure what it was; doubt, perhaps? He looked distraught, as though he knew he wasn't supposed to be doing such things with her. But Jenna wasn't about to give up. Not at this point. She wanted hers. She reached down and spread her pussy lips, showcasing her dripping depths. The fervor returned to his eyes and he kissed her roughly along the breasts and abdomen, his teeth leaving small marks as he went, until he reached her mound. Then, rubbing his face against her gently, he began to lap up her wetness.

His tongue was agile and strong, parting the lips and delving deep inside before exiting and giving her clit a lashing. Jenna writhed against the bed as he sucked on her clit, her toes curling and her fingers in his dark hair. He went at it with such force, moaning approvingly as he drank up her nectar. His nails dug into her tender thighs as he forced her legs apart further, and his hair seemed to stand on end. Pausing for a moment, he whipped off the vestiges of clothing on his frame and showcased his muscled form in the open for the first time. He was as sculpted and firm as she had imagined, and his cock, loosed from its restraints and throbbing now, pulsed excitedly as he lavished her cunt.

She looked down at his cock hungrily as he continued. It was enormous; pounding with gusto, covered in knotted, throbbing veins. She wanted to wrap her hands around it, to taste it. He wasn't going to give her a chance, though. Reaching down and giving his shaft a slow yank, he eased away from her and shifted into position.
He's... he's going to put it in,
she thought. She held her pussy open to allow him easier entry, and wondered if his massive pole would even fit.

Todd was determined to make it fit. Gathering up some wetness on the tip of his dick, he held her down and slowly forced his way in. Though the fit was tight, her slick cunt welcomed him immediately, burgeoning with his size and warmth. Jenna moaned as her folds parted and shifted around his girth, her entrance contracting around him. He pushed his way in gradually until he couldn't go in any further. And then, easing out a few inches, slammed back in.

Jenna cried out, reaching up and grasping his shoulders as he prepared for another powerful thrust. His steel-like rod was going to break her in two; he was going to loosen her up and use her as a fuck-toy. She watched as he grinned and drew his hips back for another go. And another. His lower half was so powerful it was a miracle his dick didn't run her through completely. The rock-hard tip struck her furthest reaches with such force that she almost lost her breath. And as he quickened his thrusts, it was all she could do to hold on to him and go along for the ride.

The hair on Todd's arms and shoulders seemed to bristle, darkening somewhat as he drew himself in and out of her. From deep in his throat there emanated something like a low growl, and he grit his teeth, showcasing their sharpness. His nails, thick and sharp, sank into her soft flesh. If he'd pressed even a bit harder, he might've pierced her skin with them. The way he handled her, the way he manipulated her body in his pursuit of pleasure, verged on pain. He gripped and squeezed her mercilessly as he fucked her, and she knew in the back of her mind that she'd come out of it bruised and sore. Nonetheless, she was in ecstasy.

Never before had she been with so powerful a man. His thick arms bulging, his powerful legs forcing him in and out; it made her feel as though she was a tiny thing. Jenna was a larger girl, and as such, had struggled to find guys who could really make the most of her assets. But Todd handled her with ease, pushing her this way and that as if she were weightless.

Her curves quivered deliciously with each of his thundering jousts. Each time he connected, barreling into her depths, the resultant splash would coat her thighs in a mist of nectar. Like a vice, her cunt writhed around him, but with each pass, found itself outmatched. His dick stretched her in every conceivable direction till her pussy became so exhausted it could only contract but involuntarily. Her lips were a deep red, engorged, and her clit had blossomed into a pulsing little button, which he would sometimes graze with his thumb.

All the while she moaned, her throat growing hoarse. How much time had passed she was unsure. She felt as though they'd only just begun, while at the same time feeling that he'd been thrusting into her for hours. Her cunt brimmed with warmth as he sped up yet again, his veiny shaft dragging hard against her inner walls. She basted him, kept him slick for easy entry, and found that his pubic hair was damp with her wetness as well. She ran her hands across his body and felt, more than she had before, the bristling, dense hair on his body. He was terribly warm, a veritable furnace as he continued.

The bed beneath them thumped on the wooden floors and bumped against the wall; if there was anyone else in the vicinity, they were sure to hear them. He bore down on her, his warm chest against her sumptuous, waggling breasts. She was nearing orgasm now. It'd snuck up on her, but at some point in the pummeling she'd crossed that point which separated mere sensation from true pleasure. She was accustomed now to his size and energy, and her insides tensed in anticipation of the fireworks to come.

Todd grasped her chin and drilled into her, gazing into her eyes intensely. “I”m going to fill your cunt now,” he said from behind his glittering, white teeth. “I'm going to fill this tiny human cunt of yours with my seed.” He bucked his hips more rhythmically, falling into a pattern of thrusts that better suited his level of arousal. He slid in to the hilt and pulled out only three fourths of the way, keeping the fat head of his cock fully stimulated at all times and allowing her tight entrance to contract around it.

She grasped at the bedposts, her body sinking into the mattress beneath him. “Do it!” she cried out. “Come inside of me.” She wanted so badly to feel him lose control inside of her. He'd started the evening not wanting to breed with her for fear of fulfilling a prophecy, but was now reaming her like there was no tomorrow. It made her feel indescribably sexy to have inspired so marked a change in a man like him. He was a proud alpha, perhaps, but she'd manipulated him with such ease it was unbelievable. It was an intoxicating power, and as he neared orgasm, she found herself crossing the finish line as well. His pelvis held fast against her own, and his thrusts brought him in a hard grind against her clit.

Jenna took hold of his powerful arms as orgasm overtook her. It was mind-numbingly good; his thick cock continued to pummel her as her insides overflowed with that pent-up warmth and tightened. “I'm coming!” she cried, her small hands clutching at his forearms.

Todd leaned down and kissed her, sticking his tongue in her mouth and stifling her subsequent cries of ecstasy. “I know you came,” he said, pounding her steadily. “I can smell your cunt, I can smell that nectar of yours. And now, you're going to take my seed.” Slowing his thrusts very slightly, Todd's cock began to twitch. He held of her wrists and forced her down, squeezing her so tightly he left hand-prints. The torrent of cum surged from his tip, blasting her innermost depths. He locked his teeth around the side of her neck, his canines pressing against her supple skin almost to the point of puncture. From somewhere deep in his chest he loosed a deep, satisfied growl and slowed his thrusts until he was finally through. Todd rolled off of her and onto the bed, his cock still erect and pulsing.

Jenna was breathless. As the waves of pleasure gradually subsided, she felt the first pangs of pain. Her joints were sore, her thighs bruised in the places where he'd gripped her like a rag-doll. Her wrists felt bruised as well, and her cunt throbbed as though she'd made love to a Mack truck. When he was through, she found she didn't even have the strength to reach down and clear away the stream of hot cum that poured from her slit.