Running From the Vampire Into the Arms of the Wolf: (12 page)

They watched as the fight between vampire and wolves died down. 
The vampire’s movements were slowing. 

By the time he was barely moving Hans shifted back to human, staring at the creature with contempt.
  Wordlessly Hans’ claws extended and he thrust his hand into the creatures chest, ripping out it’s heart.

Hans watched
with satisfaction as the life drained away from it.
  Yes, his mate was safe.  She was free to be his.  Forever.

He stood up dropping the useless heart to the ground.  He threw back his head and howled victoriously into the sky, as his wolf howled in his mind.  His pack mates joined in, even Mal tried even though his head was throbbing unbearably.

Hans turned to see his mate running towards him.  She flung herself into his arms uncaring of the blood he was covered in.  He gladly caught her and held her tightly.

“
Thank you
.”  She whispered.

“Any
time sugar.”  He said his voice choked with emotions.  He really wasn’t good at this sort of thing.

She pulled back to look at him.  Her cheeks were wet with tears but there was a half-smile on her face.  “Okay, but let’s not make this a habit hmmm?”

Chapter Fourteen

7
th
November

Melanie
had been gone for three days.

Hans stared at the shelves of the stock room.  He’d been in there for ages ostensibly doing a stock take but in reality
he had needed to get away from... well everyone.  Back here it was cool and sound proofed, and still smelled like Melanie.

Following on from the death of
the vampire Melanie and Hans had been together non-stop.  Hans had barely let her out of his sight.  He had practically followed her round like a puppy dog, smothering her with attention.  Furiously telling her she was never to put herself in danger again.  He was still angry with her for almost getting killed and could not seem to allow himself to soften towards her.  He and his wolf were too on edge.

After the initial killing s
he had been a bit shell shocked by what had happened, and couldn’t believe that truly her life was her own again.  She hadn’t defended herself from his tirades and had just stared at him dazedly.

After a few days she had told him she was going back home to visit her parents
graves and see some old friends again.  She made it clear she was going
alone
.

He had nodded at her dumbly
, wanting to ask her not to go but fearing what her answer would be.  He didn’t want her to feel like he was stopping her from getting on with her life, she’d already suffered enough for three years. 

How he regretted not saying anything now,
or maybe he should have just tied her to his bed...

Now she had been gone for three days. 
With each passing moment since she left he become more prickly and unstable.  He had scowled and grunted his way through the rearranged Halloween party. 
Rosalee had insisted on holding it again.
 

He wouldn’t have
gone were it not for the insistence of Acksel and his mother who were determined to love him and lure him out into the world no matter what.  He had gotten into a small fight with the young wolf called Jimmy but luckily Jimmy had been drunk and couldn’t actually remember who had hit him.

He started to fear she wasn’t coming
back.  His mind told him that three days wasn’t much but his wolf snarled at the loss of her, constantly angry at him for letting her go. 
Oh yeah there was that thing about her being his mate. 

It had been obvious to him since the night he first saved her from the vampire but he had been too chicken to say anything.  No
w he had lost his chance.  He had treated her like shit after the attack and she had run away.  He couldn’t really blame her. 
He would run away from someone like him too
.

He knew he couldn’t let her go.  He had to find her.  He would go and find her and he would stay with her.  Anywhere she wanted to live he’d go with her.
  He’d give anything to be with her...

“Hey.”

He turned to see Melanie stood in the doorway. 
Fuck she was beautiful
.  He’d been too wrapped up in his own thoughts he hadn’t even heard her, or smelled her sweet cherry blossom scent.

Her caramel skin was luminous and her dark eyes shone.  She was wearing the mini skirt he loved, showing off her
gorgeous legs.  Blood rushed to his groin.  His wolf whined in relief at seeing their mate. 

He stared at her hungrily.  “When did you get back?”

“Just now.”  She closed the door behind her and walked over to him.  She was inches from him, she could feel the heat radiating from his taut body.

He forced himself to remain cool, despite the war going on between man and wolf.  The wolf was pushing the man to take hold of her and bond with her, so she couldn’t leave again.  “How was your trip?”

She shrugged and began tracing the tattoos up his arm.  “Okay.”

“So you’re back?”

“No flies on you...”

His chest fell and rose as he struggled to
keep his breathing steady. 
She wasn’t making this easy.
  “What... what will you do now?”

She pouted
playfully.  “Well I figured I’d work my shift here, if I still have my job.”

He growled at her.  “That’s not what I meant.”  He said grinding his teeth.

“I guess it kind of depends... I mean I still have friends and a few family members back home, so I guess I could move back and it wouldn’t be too hard to fit back into my old life.”  She looked at him expectantly.

His face was stormy and his eyes glowed amber.
  “No.”  Man and wolf growled together.

“No?”  She asked
innocuously.

“No.  Stay here.”

“Because...?”

He tapped his foot impatiently. 
Fuck she was stubborn
.  “Because you’re my mate, I don’t want you to leave.”  He said quietly, almost sullenly.

“I see.” 

He lifted her chin to look into her eyes.  “I want to bond with you.  I want to be with you.”

She suddenly beamed at him. 
“Took you long enough!”

“Witch!”
  He grabbed her and pushed her back against the wall and she yowled.

“Did I hurt you?”  He asked hoarsely.

“Not you...” she gasped.  She turned round and his eyes widened as she pulled her t-shirt off.

Hans
moaned at the beautiful sight before  him.  In the crook of her back, right above her luscious heart shaped ass was an angry reddened tattoo of a wolf howling at a moon, with the name ‘Hans’ emblazoned below.

He swelled with pride at having his name on her skin.  Everyone would know she was his.  Well... not that he’d allow anyone to actually look at her there...
ever.

He delicately trailed his fingers over it.  “That’s gorgeous, fucking gorgeous.” 

He pressed against her careful not to rub the painful tattoo.  He pushed his growing erection against her buttocks and bit her shoulder with blunt teeth.  “I fucking love seeing my name on you sugar.”

She
crushed her ass against his shaft and mewled her contentedness.

Hang on a second...
  “When did you get it done?”

“
Hmmmm?  Couple of days ago.”

He scowled gripping her hips.  “So the
shit you gave me a couple of minutes ago was you playing with me?  You were always intending to stay?”

Crap
.  Her eyes flew open and she tried to squirm out of his touch.  “I uh... I... I just needed to make sure you wanted me to stay.”

He frowned.  “You doubted I did?”

“We haven’t exactly had an easy time of it, and before today you never said you didn’t want me to leave, and you have never said that... that I was your mate.”

He twisted her head slightly and kissed her.
  “Melanie Ramirez, I fucking love you.  You are my mate.  You are going to bond with me.  And you are going to live here with me.”  His commands were firm and absolute.

Her lips curled up. 
“Forever?”

“
Forever.  There’s no escape now.  ‘Cause if you tried to leave me I would fucking hunt you down and drag you back here and spank you until your ass was red raw.”

She jiggled her rear.  “You’re such an ass man.”

He squeezed her buttocks.  “With an ass as gorgeous as this, can you blame me?”

His wolf was jumping around wildly, urging him on.  Desperate to tie their mate to them, before she left again.  Hans had been keeping him at bay but the more aroused he became the less control he had.

“
We need to bond now.  My wolf won’t wait any longer.”  He reached around and cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples and rolling them between his fingers.

She whined with need. 
“Yes.  Bond.  Now.” 

Spinning her back and moving swiftly they disposed of all their clothes. 
He kissed her deeply and hard.

“My back... I can’t be on my back... too painful...”

He chuckled.  “Suits me sugar, nothing I like better than seeing your ass swaying in front of me while I fuck you.”

She
chuckled and rubbed her nipples against his chest.  “Ass man.”

He moaned as blood left his head and made its way south.  “I can’t hold back and this won’t last long.”

She grinned at him.  “Hard and fast ass man, suits me fine.”

He growled and spun her back to the wall.  She braced her arms ready for the oncoming onslaught.
  Without preamble he plunged two fingers through her folds and into her channel.  She was already soaking.

“Inside.
  Now.”  She breathed mimicking the words he had said to her, their first time together. 
Which had been against this very wall...

Removing his fingers he
spread her legs and guided his cock to her entrance and rapidly thrust his full length in her.  She clamped around him tightly.

“Fuck sugar...”

“Yes please.”  She giggled, tightening her inner muscles.

He howled at the
splendid tightness and pulled back to the tip only to slam back into her.  He took her hard and deep.  She moaned at each thrust and pushed back against him, demanding more.  He stretched and rubbed her in the most marvellous way.  Her body was tensing, readying for the approaching explosion.

He watched
the ripples of her buttocks mesmerised.   Delighting as his shaft entered her, filled her, and then reappeared glistening with her honey.  Her snug canal was made for him, fitting him perfectly. 
Mine
.

He fisted her hair in one hand and pulled her head to the side.  He licked her shoulder preparing her for his bite.
  His manhood swelled even more at the thought of tasting her blood again. 
Mine
.

P
ounding against her ruthlessly, his balls forcefully slapped her.  He reached his other hand round and worked her clit with his finger and thumb. 

She wailed at the
mingling sensations.  Her orgasm quickly gained momentum and began to spiral.  Her breathing became short and uneven.  He hammered into her harder, his fingers working her nub furiously. 
Mine
.

She pushed
back against him violently and he sank his fangs into neck.  The sharp pain pushed her over the edge and she came apart crying his name.  He buried himself as deep as possible and burst inside her.  Throwing his head back he and his wolf roared in unison.  “Mine.” 

Their
bliss at the orgasm rolled between them, each relishing the pleasure they gave each other.

He rammed into her again and again until he was done.  They were both gasping for air. 

He palmed the wall on either side of her head and began licking and sealing the mark on her shoulder.  The delicious taste of her blood sending tingles through his body.

“Fuck
sugar, I’m worn out.”  She giggled happily.

His wolf rolled over finally satisfied.  The woman was theirs now. 
All the anger and rage he had felt throughout his life seemed to drift away.  At that moment they were calm, they were sated. 
They were complete.
 

His soft penis remained insid
e her, he was enjoying the pulsing and clutching of her sex. 
God he didn’t want to move.  He wanted to curl his body round hers and stay this way forever.
  He reached out through their bond, she was a little tired but satiated.  He smiled self-satisfied.

He lightly traced her tattoo. 
She was fucking amazing.
  He was there, in her skin. 
Forever
.  She shivered at the light touch.

“Sugar, I am going to get you the most fucking beautiful tattoo you can imagine.
  Right over my heart, where you belong.”

She leaned her forehead against the wall, and her
sated body trembled beneath her.  “Mmmm hmmm.  I can’t wait.”

His fingers trailed down until they came to her tight puckered hole.
  He poked it and she jerked. She purred as she felt him harden within her, contracting her muscles around him.

“Worn out my gorgeous round ass,
we going for round two?”  She asked hopefully.

“Definitely sugar.”
  He pulled out of her and she wailed at the loss but soon quietened as she felt the tip press against her rosette. 

S
he gasped in excitement. 
“Ass man!”