Reluctant Mates - 21 Paranormal Romance Stories (Werewolf, Vampire, Minotaur and Monster collection) (54 page)

I yelped as his fingers curled around my waist and the hand on my shoulder slid into my hair, grabbing me and yanking me backwards, off my feet.

“You...run...from...Morzan?”

It occurred to me that perhaps he hadn’t enjoyed the game as much as did I.

“You...run? Slaves do not...run!”

He turned me to face him. His lip curled in a snarl revealing a set of glistening fangs longer than my fingers. Morzan stared at me for a moment, his red eyes burning heating me to the core even as the thought of his teeth made me frigid with fear.

“Pl – please don’t hurt me, I was only playing with...”

“Enough!” He roared and shoved me to the ground, my knees hitting first and then my hip. Before I had time to gather my wits, he was on me again, dragging me up by the hair and forcing my head down almost to the floor. His height was such that after trying to bend himself enough to fuck me from that position for a moment, he could not, and yanked me back again, forcing an almost painful arch into my back and shoving my face against a bannister that ringed the fire pit where Alix was being ravished.

I reached out to grab the bars and brace myself so that his full force didn’t crush my face.

The wolf man taking Alix pulled her head backwards and ran his claws along her throat. I saw her gulp, and then watched him shove his full length inside her sex in one go. She screamed out, and then moaned before she shivered with full-body pleasure. The juice from her sex slicked the monster’s hair covered cock, making the fur run together in bunches as he drove himself in and then back out.

“Stretch!” She yelped. “So big! So...yesss...again...” her breath hissed between her teeth. I could watch her all day, her beauty being ravished by such a terrible, but somehow fascinating beast. Then I was reminded that I had my own monster.

Morzan’s claws closed on one of my shoulders. He scratched down my back again and took himself in hand.

“Ah...innocent...so tight...” he groaned, stroking the head of his long, hard prick against me and letting it dip just between my lips. Up and down, up and down he dragged his tip, every third or fourth time slipping it barely inside and turning a circle inside me.

Already I felt such a wonderful fullness that I wanted more and more. I wanted to feel his head all the way inside me, his fire against my body. The hand on my shoulder moved up, gathered my fallen hair into a bunch and twisted it in a ball. His fingers on my neck were so warm that I wished he’d stuff those inside me too, but as soon as the tip of his cock slipped inside me to stay, I forgot all about the scratches, the bruises and the pain shooting down my scalp every time he twisted his hand.

“Oh!” I cried when he stretched past my entrance, “I’ve never...mmmm...”

When words failed to come out, my mouth just opened and closed, moans slipping over my tongue and out into the sultry air. I heard Alix shriek and turned my eyes to her just in time to see her wolf flip her over and grab her wrists. He leaned back, rested her weight on his thighs, and popped her up and down on his sex-slicked member, her breasts bouncing with every shove, and her insistent screaming getting louder with every passing moment.

“I can’t take much more!” She cried out, “it feels too good, I’m gonna...I’m...unnn...!”

The silver wolf between her legs opened his mouth in a silent roar as his stomach muscles contracted. His jaw clenched tight, and Alix’s eyes shot open.

“So warm...yes-yes-yes-yes-don’t-stop! What is...mmmmyessss!”

Like the other one I saw finish, he held Alix tight to his body and let her climax wash over and pulse through her body as he pumped inside her. She groaned, and writhed, then finally called out with a deep-throated growl of her own before collapsing into his arms on the floor.

As I watched her breathe, wishing to taste her kiss again, claws dragged down my back. I let out a yelp that turned into a groan as it left my lips. Two smart whacks, one on my back and one on the fleshy part of my bottom followed, and then he closed both his hands on my ass, his claws digging in and his fingers pushing so hard I felt bruises.

“So...so...good,” I said inwardly, cut off when he pushed his second bulge inside me. “YES!”

The way he pushed in, the second stretch, my canal opening to let him in, it all took hold of me at once, and I could barely breathe. Images flooded my mind. I remembered Shingo and imagined that it was him behind me, with his huge, knotted cock driving deep. I wondered, for some reason in the depths of my passion, whether he ever got that letter.

A hot trickle ran down the inside of my thighs and a moment later, the hair on the top part of his thighs brushed against me and swept it away. So slowly did he move in me that sometimes it seemed like he stopped completely, like he was staying still, waiting for me to do the work. I pushed backwards, hands gripping the wooden bars on the partition around the fire pit, and tried to force him deeper inside me.

“I can’t...I can’t get you any further in, you’re too big!” I said. My remark made the great king bellow a sound halfway between a laugh and a growl. But even as I spoke he sank deeper, my entire being stretched around his thickness and fire burned in my belly. Both of his hands then closed about my hips hard, squeezing me again. Somehow, his power, his strength and his urgency were exactly what I wanted.

He pulled himself out until his second bulge dragged near my entrance, then shoved back in. Once, then a second time, and I felt each hair on his cock twisting inside me. Then, wet with our sex, he drove forward until he was a little more than half-way inside, every inch of my pussy stretched around him. Each time he moved, and his hair-covered rod rasped against my entrance, I drew a breath. I was constantly sure he had put in as much could possibly fit, but he pushed deeper, somehow, so far that a sweet, sore ache began to creep up me.

Smooth, hard wood resisting my grip felt good, solid and hard. Safe, I realized, and stable. The monster behind me pushed hard again.
Almost all the way in, there’s just no more room, no more of me for him to stretch out and there’s just no way...

Suddenly, I felt the heavy, thick heat of his sack against the back of my legs. Not able to believe it, I reached back and squeezed him. He pushed forward just a little, and as his tip brushed against the deepest part of my sex, stretching every single inch of me as far as it could possibly go, his second bump flexed and sent a delicious surge up my back.

“How does this...how do you feel so good?” I said between gasping breaths. “I’ve never felt anything like...”

He crushed my hips again in his palms, that time squeezing them like he wanted to pop me between his iron hands. The hair on the bottom of my rock-hard stomach brushed my thighs and I gave his balls a twist that he seemed to enjoy, based on the grunting he did.

From out of nowhere, I heard Alix’s voice. “I can still feel him in me. There’s something about these creatures that’s even more incredible than the shape shifting.” Her soft touch between my tits and then her rolling pinches on my pebbled-up nipples felt just incredible, especially with the violent, lusty hunger of the wolf behind me. She kissed me, sucking my lip between her teeth when I tried to respond, and giving me a gentle nibble.

“Gods, Jo, you’ve got this monster all wrapped up. It’s like there’s some kind of spell on him. His eyes are just fixed on you. He can’t stop looking at you. Don’t look, just feel. Just feel him moving inside you, his power. How does it feel?”

“It...it feels good,” I managed to moan in between the stretching, pain and ecstasy of the giant wolf cock buried inside me.

“He looks like he’s close to the edge,” she said. “His neck is tightening up, you know how men do.”

I looked at her with wide eyes as one of the Wolf King’s fingers curled underneath me and pushed on my button.

“Well maybe you don’t. When he explodes, it’s...well you’ll see. Close your eyes, Jo. Just close your eyes. I’ll keep you safe.”

I just couldn’t. Not just then. I looked back and forth, trying to let myself trust her. She touched my hand with hers and kissed me again.

“Trust me.”

Nodding, I closed my eyes, and as soon as I did a wave of tingles washed up my back, and slapped up against my belly. I felt the muscles in Morzan’s legs tighten. His strokes became hard, fast and deep, every single one smashing into me.

He squeezed. A groan slipped out of his lips, and then one came out of me.

Morzan kept one hand on my hip, dragged one down my back, and I felt him tense up. His cock jumped inside me, both bulges swelled slightly, and he held his breath.

Then, all at once, his whole body relaxed and something halfway between a roar and a sigh filled the air. Flooding me from the inside out, his heat pumped deep, filling me again and again. Each time his cock pulsed, his knot pushed on my walls in time with the pounding of his heart. The rhythmic, unceasing tension, the gentle back and forth movement he made, and the ball inside me that locked us together made all my muscles grip tight.

“Let go, Jo, just let it out.” Alix said, kissing me again and brushing a hand against my cheek.

A breath hitched in my chest. I gripped the wood so hard I thought I’d leave palm prints.

My teeth came together, grinding, grinding, grinding, just like him inside me.

“I can’t...I...ohhhhh,” I groaned, taking my lips away from Alix’s and trying to breathe between gasps.

“Feel him inside you, feel him pumping. Feel that strange tightness halfway down him. And know that somehow, you’ve tamed him. You’re controlling this savage monster.”

As she spoke, something about Alix’s voice made me relax just enough, coaxed me just far enough into relaxation that I fell straight over the edge. My climax beat against me, crawling across the red splotches where Morzan struck, dancing over the crisscrossed lines where he dragged his claws.

One more breath was all I had. I took it, held it in my chest, and as I let it out, warm darkness slipped over me and I collapsed first to the floor, and then backwards, into the Wolf King’s arms.

***

“W
hat happened?” I whispered as Alix helped me to my feet with an arm underneath mine.

“Well, which part? First he turned into a giant wolf, and then...”

My exasperated look was all she needed.

“Sorry, you passed out. That’s really about it. You were out for a couple minutes, and then
something
happened, and they all started turning back to men. Morzan stormed out. He looked half insane. When his body began turning back, he ran off, back through those doors he entered through. It was all kind of a rush. That creepy eunuch kind of snapped me out of my daze and made me gather you up. He wrapped us in these robes, and sent us back to the house. He seemed a little concerned, but he’s a eunuch so who knows.”

I nodded, still trying to gather my wits.

“So we’re safe?”

“Seems like it. For right now anyway.” She pushed open the door and helped me inside to my mattress, where I immediately collapsed with a dramatic sigh. “But I’m still a little in shock. I might not be at my most clear-thinking.”

“Well, we’re here now, we’re both still alive. That’s a start.” I said.

She nodded and gulped some water.

“Huh.”

“What?”

“Oh, there’s an envelope here. I don’t think I saw this before, but I can’t be sure. I have a feeling it’s for you.”

My heart jumped into my throat. She tossed it to me and it landed on my chest.

“How do you know it’s for me?” My hands trembled as I popped the wax seal on the back and fished the letter out of the envelope.

“I’ve never gotten a letter before. And it has your name on the front.”

“Oh...oh my.” I put my hand to my chest. I moved my lips along with his words, and then drew another breath when I finished. “Alix, listen to this.”

“Well get on with it, then, tell me all about your boyfriend.”

I gave her a cross look, and read:

“Dear Jovena,

I was told your name by the auctioneer shortly after you left. I convinced him to give me the location of your father’s farm. It wasn’t difficult. Lotanese men don’t seem to like having their necks squeezed. I spoke with your father before I left, and told him where you were going. He will have received the money from your sale well before this letter finds you, but I also gave him a chunk of the gold that should be going to Morzan for some plunder.

The ‘king’ won’t miss it. Not for a time, anyway.

Your parents wept, but promised to be strong. In return, I made them a promise.”

I read the next line again to myself, not believing what it said even after going over it twice.

“Well come on, then, what does he promise?” Alix said.

“He promises to use all his power to keep me safe, and...”

“And what? You’re good at building up tension.”

“And he says he’ll be here before the end of the next full moon.”

“So we’ve got a month?”

“Well, he dated the letter three weeks ago. Meaning...”

“The moon is full
tonight
, Jo. I think we should be ready for him. For whatever happens.”

I nodded.

“More than one thing is not as it seems here in the Kingdom of Zor.”

“Nothing to be done tonight. Let’s try and rest. I have a feeling we’ll need it.”

As I went to snuff the candle by my bed, I thought again. I lit one corner of the letter and watched the flames lick up it until they almost touched my fingers. I dropped it to the floor and let it be consumed.

To my surprise, sleep came quick and deep.

Both of us awakened at the same time, to cries outside.

“Riders! Riders coming up the mountain! Man the gates!”

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“T
his is the first time I’ve seen the leaves fall in such a way,” Old Gran said, stirring a pot of water over a gentle boil with her bare finger. I always wondered how she did that without burning herself. “Hmm, this is most dire news indeed.”

“What is it, Gran?”

“You’ve heard the tale I’m sure. The one about Mordan, the wolf?”