Remy's Wolf (Wolves of Mt. Alexis, 1) (2 page)

The warmth quickly filled the small
space. Aaron turned away from the flames and took off his ball cap
and jacket and dropped them on the floor before his hands went to
his belt. “You gonna keep your clothes on, or are we going to do
this?”

Remy wasn’t sure how to proceed. It
wasn’t like he made a habit of random, near anonymous sexual
encounters. He’d agreed to come up here for an anonymous fuck to
take the edge off, but the minute he’d sensed something was off,
the sex was the furthest thing from his mind. He was still waiting
for the doom and gloom to start happening, he knew it was right
around the corner.

Or maybe he was just totally fucked up
in the head right now.

Either way, whatever it was they were
about to do was a really bad idea. Remy didn’t want to walk away.
He wasn’t prepared to. Not yet. He rose from the couch and took off
his jacket and let it fall onto the furniture behind him. Aaron
removed his belt holster and dropped it before unbuttoning his
shirt. Remy slowly lifted his shirt over his head.

They both started undoing their pants
at the same time, a sick version of show and tell. Remy undid the
zipper as he watched Aaron undo his. He breathlessly watched as the
ranger pulled a long, thick, uncut cock out from of his briefs.
Remy pushed his jeans down a few inches, and his hard-on popped out
and lifted to hit his stomach. Aaron’s eyes went wide as he gazed
at Remy’s cock.

“
Did you bring
protection?” Remy asked, knowing he brought extra and stored them
in his jacket pocket just in case.

Aaron reached into his pants pocket
and removed three foil packets and dropped them on the floor in
front of the fire. “Why don’t you come here and get me good and
hard so I can fuck that pretty ass of yours?”

Remy sucked in a breath,
wondering if that was going to be the moment. Down on his knees,
sucking a stranger’s cock, whatever had drawn him here would show
itself to him. He hesitated, wondering when the moment would come,
wondering how he knew something
would
come. He slowly sauntered over
to Aaron after he kicked off his shoes and jeans. He’d gone
commando and had no underwear to lose, so he was completely in the
raw as he knelt down before the park ranger.

He picked up one of the condoms and
ripped through the foil before grasping Aaron’s huge cock and
pumping his fist over it a few times. Once it was completely hard,
Remy rolled the rubber into place and pulled the plump head into
his mouth.

“
Yeah, take it down your
throat,” Aaron said on a groan above him. “Suck me off real, real
good.”

Remy began to work his mouth over the
shaft a few inches at a time. Soon, he had most of the length down
his throat, and he hollowed his cheeks as he pumped his mouth up
and down Aaron’s cock. He worked one of his hands at the base to
massage the couple of inches he couldn’t fit and his other to
fondle the guy’s balls. Remy looked up at the guy. His eyes were
closed and his mouth open as he moaned in time to Remy’s
pace.

“
You said you were a good
cocksucker, and you didn’t lie. You said you were hot, and you
didn’t lie about that, either.” Aaron speared a hand through Remy’s
short locks and tightened his hold. “You’re gorgeous, you know
that, Remy?”

Looks didn’t mean shit to Remy. He
wanted the guy to shut up and just get the fucking over with. Remy
let the cock pop out of his mouth and looked up at Aaron. “Let’s
just get this over with.”

“
Over with? Are you that
excited to fuck?” Aaron smiled at him as he pumped his own fist up
and down his covered length. Remy didn’t respond, only lifted an
eyebrow. Aaron let out a deep sigh. “Fine, get on your hands and
knees and give me that ass.”

Remy gritted his teeth, wishing
whatever was coming would fucking get there and soon. He lowered
his hands to the warm floor before the fireplace and lifted his ass
into the air. Aaron knelt behind him and rubbed the tip of his cock
against Remy’s ass.

“
I didn’t bring any lube,”
Aaron said.

“
I’ve got some in
my—aaaagh!” Remy cried out as the asshole shoved several inches of
his fat cock into Remy without any lubrication. “I’ve got a small
bottle in my coat, dude.”

“
Sorry, sorry,” Aaron said
before pulling out and grabbing Remy’s coat. He searched the
pockets and found the bottle. He squeezed some on his fingers and
coated Remy’s asshole with it. Aaron wasted no time getting his
cock back in place and shoving in a bit without warning.
“Better?”

“
A little,” Remy said as
he sucked in a deep breath to fight the sting of pain as Aaron slid
all the way home. Aaron began to pound into Remy without a pause to
let him get used to the invasion. Remy widened his stance and
gritted his teeth against the discomfort of the guy’s fucking. He
was all over the place and set no real tempo. His fingers dug
painfully into Remy’s hips as he plumbed Remy’s depths.

Rough, uncomfortable sex wasn’t what
Remy had signed up for. “Stop, stop …”

“
What?” Aaron
asked.

Remy pulled away, enough for the guy’s
cock to slip from his body. He turned to face Aaron, ready for the
night to be over. “You have no finesse. You’re hurting
me.”

“
Hurting you?” Aaron said
as he began to laugh. “You want to see hurting you?” Aaron lifted a
fist and before Remy could duck, had cold-cocked him.

A burst of pain spliced through Remy’s
head after the punch hit him. Another volley of hits came before he
was able to recover from the first and the next thing he knew, Remy
was pushed face down on the floor and something was being wrapped
around his wrists. Remy was pretty sure it was Aaron’s belt, but
his head was spinning too much for him to really focus.

“
You’re just like the
others. You think you’re too good for a guy like me. Well, I’ll
show you, just like I showed the others.” Aaron leaned over Remy’s
body and put his mouth right beside Remy’s ear and whispered,
“They’re all dead now, just like you’re gonna be.” Aaron rammed his
cock back into Remy’s ass and began fucking him even harder and
rougher than he had previously.

Real fear hit Remy in that moment. His
mind raced as he tried to think of what to do, but he was out in
the middle of nowhere, bound on the floor while some crazy
motherfucker was raping him. His gaze traveled the darkened room,
trying to remember what he’d seen on the way in. Remy heard a weird
growl from outside, and Aaron must have, too, as he paused in his
vicious fucking. Remy tried to pull from under Aaron, but the man’s
hold was too hard. “You’ll not get away from me, you piece of
fucking trash. I’ll nail your ass, and then I’ll bury you ten feet
down with the others. You’ll never laugh at anyone ever
again.”

Remy screamed, knowing no one would
ever hear him.

Chapter Two

Hank scaled down the side of the
mountain, the bright light from the full moon filtering in through
the heavy cloud cover above. His paw shifted as some gravel slipped
away under it, but he caught himself easily and leapt to the next
smooth rock. He picked up the odd scent once more, inhaled it deep
into his nose before lifting his muzzle and releasing a deep howl.
Off in the distance, he heard another howl rise up, letting him
know where his other packmates were and letting them know he had
wandered off some.

There had been no way for him to
ignore the sweet aroma he’d picked up on. His body had trembled at
the first lingering scent, and he’d mindlessly followed it. The
farther he moved through the rocky terrain, the closer he grew to
the edges of his pack’s land. Soon, he’d be in the nature preserve
the humans maintained on the other side of their acreage. Although
their pack had never had problems with the humans near them, they
didn’t make a habit of going into the preserve in their wolf form
if they could help it. The animals were supposedly protected there,
but they didn’t want to push their luck.

But Hank couldn’t stop padding closer
and closer to the preserve. He had to seek out the source of
whatever he’d picked up on, and he didn’t care how far he had to go
to get it. As he moved through a copse of trees near the base, a
clearing came into view with a few small cabins. One of the cabins
had smoke coming from the chimney, fire illuminating the inside.
The scent he’d been following was coming from the cabin, he knew
it.

He stopped and inhaled the air. Fear
mixed with the scent now, and it propelled him closer. As he neared
the window, he shifted into his human form and peeked inside. Two
men were in front of the fire, one binding the hands of
another.

You’re just like the
others. You think you’re too good for a guy like me. Well, I’ll
show you, just like I showed the others.
Hank heard the man on top say and instantly knew something
was wrong. When the big guy on top shoved his cock into the smaller
man and began fucking him hard, Hank’s hackles rose. The one on top
was covered in sweat as he clumsily moved over the man under
him.

A growl rose from his
throat unbidden, and the man stopped and turned toward the window.
Hank ducked and waited a few moments, until he heard the big guy
start grunting like a pig again. He lifted his head back up and
looked over the edge and saw the big guy was focused on the man
under him again.
You’ll not get away from
me, you piece of fucking trash.
I’ll nail
your ass, and then I’ll bury you ten feet down.
You’ll never laugh at anyone ever again.

When Hank heard the scream that
followed the big guy’s words, he waited no longer. He shifted back
into his wolf form and rounded the cabin. As soon as he spied the
front door, he charged at it. The old wood splintered easily under
his large form, and he dropped just before the two men.

Eyeing the big guy, he growled and
barred his teeth. The guy backed off the smaller man, and a fresh
wave of the scent hit Hank anew, this time stronger and harder than
before. He stopped growling for a moment as lust filled him, but
shook it off quickly. The guy was on his feet in an instant and
running for something on the floor.

Hank lunged, jumping across the guy
lying on the floor, and caught the attacker by the throat. He heard
the man screaming until he bore down harder on his neck, crushing
his windpipe. Hank held on until the man stopped flailing, wanting
to be sure the guy was dead. Once he was still, Hank released him
in a pile and turned to look at the younger man on the
floor.

A rush of the sweet scent hit Hank
again, and he felt his body shifting into human form without his
control. He fought the change, not wanting to out himself to a
human. His kind had stayed safe because they hid what they were. No
matter how hard he fought it, the change came and his limbs twisted
until he knelt on the floor nude, covered in the dead man’s
blood.

“
What are you?” came a
shocked, soft voice after a long moment of silence.

Hank turned toward the man he’d saved.
He was now sitting up, his eyes large and his jaw hanging down. The
scent rushed over him again, and he growled, trying to control his
body, but his cock grew thicker and longer and hung heavily between
his legs. Hank shook his head, the realization that the scent came
from the human, which made his head spin and was about to change
his whole world. “I’m the man who just saved your ass. Give me your
hands. We need to get the hell out of Dodge.”

The human sat still, a stunned
expression on his face.

“
I said, we need to get
out of here. Unless you like prison,” Hank added.

That seemed to get the guy moving. He
rolled to his knees and turned, offering his bound wrists to Hank.
Hank’s first instinct was to push the guy over and claim him right
then and there, but eventually, someone would come looking for the
dead guy. They needed to be long gone when it happened. As soon as
the human’s hands were free, the guy shot up and began to grab his
clothes. He haphazardly dressed, and Hank mourned the loss of the
naked view.

“
Grab everything that’s
yours and get out,” Hank instructed him gruffly. He didn’t want to
send him away, but he had no choice at the moment.

The guy paused, looking over the dead
body in the corner. ‘What’re you going to do to him?”

“
I’m going to set this
place on fire. But you need to get out for me to do that. Is that
your truck out front?”

“
Yeah.”

“
Get in and drive off as
calmly as you can. I’ll give you a ten-minute head start so you can
clear the area. Go!”

The human ran out of the house, and
Hank heard the engine turning over soon after. Gravel shot up as
the guy raced out of the lot, and Hank listened as the engine sound
died out as the truck got farther and farther away. Hank rested his
head on the mantle and watched the flames for a moment, trying to
collect himself. It wasn’t every day a wolf fought an attacker off
his mate, especially a human mate who didn’t know he was a
mate.

Hank’s body shook with need. He’d sent
his mate away instead of claiming him as was custom. Wolves loved a
good chase, and he was itching to shift and follow the human, but
he had to clean up the mess he’d made. Hank reached down to his
hard cock, a cock that would remain like stone until he claimed his
mate, and fisted it. He stroked up and down the length, even though
he knew he’d get no release. When he closed his eyes, he could see
the handsome man lying there, scared out of his mind. His scent
still mixed with fear inside the cabin, but now it was mingled with
blood and death as well.