Whisper Pride Pack (9 page)

“Oh my frigging God, will you leave that alone!” Josie begged
as Conan yet again adjusted the blanket over her legs.

It had been two weeks since she left the hospital and he
hadn’t stopped fussing over her. His mother was just as bad. Finding out she
had grandbabies on the way had her gushing. She had been over every single day,
making sure Josie was eating and drinking enough. Josie sighed, thinking she
had eight more months of this. Apart from the occasional puking session, she
felt wonderful.

She hadn’t yet forgiven her mother but had visited her. Her
mother had been sectioned under the mental health act. After learning that she
wouldn’t be released for a while Conan and a couple of the pack had gone with
Josie to clean out and box everything up in her mother’s house. Her
overprotective Alpha mate had only agreed to let her go if she promised to do
nothing more than supervise.

If her mother improved, then they would decide what to do at
that point. Right now her mother was still being heavily sedated as she often
ranted on about huge dogs eating Harry. She didn’t even seem to recognize Josie
when she visited.

As for Harry and his henchmen, no one had yet reported them
missing. Their bodies were firmly hidden and wouldn’t be found.

Conan hadn’t touched her either, but she knew he wanted her.
He would quickly disappear into the shower with his morning boner, and she felt
his erection each time he held her. Well, she was about to show him just how
frustrated she was.

“I know something you can do for me,” she said, looking at
him. “You can make me a nice cup of hot chocolate.” She smiled.

“Okay, honey. Stay here, I’ll be right back.” And with that
he disappeared into the cabin.

Josie threw the blanket off her legs and began stripping,
leaving a trail of clothes toward the woods. The last piece she took off were
her panties. Leaving them hanging on a branch, she ran. With her breasts
bobbing and her bum jiggering, she giggled her way through the woods.

She heard the howl...his howl. Finally, he was coming. She
felt like she’d run miles. Fucking man making her run again! She stopped and
leaned against a tree, listening for any sound. It was eerily silent, not even
birds chirped in the trees. She desperately tried to hold in the chuckle trying
to climb out of her chest. She wasn’t keen on being naked, but if it coaxed her
man into action... If she were honest, she was actually enjoying herself
anyway.

A twig snapped to her right. She swiveled and saw his amber
eyes before she saw the wolf. They seemed to dance. He stalked toward her,
sniffing the air.

She crouched down, opening her legs, showing him how excited
she was. Slipping a finger through her curls, she discovered just how wet she
was. She shivered and moaned, closing her eyes as her finger roamed over the
top of her clit. She slipped a finger between her folds, entering herself,
pushing in as far as she could, grazing against her sensitive walls. Her other
hand circled her beaded nipple and tugged gently on it, feeling the jolt of
electricity jump through her nerves straight down to her clit. She pulled her
finger out and then placed another inside, moaning as she did. She circled a
finger around her clit, moving faster as her excitement built. She heard the
deep growl coming from her wolf and stopped. Pulling her fingers out, she
placed them in her mouth and sucked.

She opened her eyes to see her huge, sexy, well tanned, and
muscled man in front of her, his shaft pointing up toward the sky. Dropping to
her knees, she grabbed on to his stiff shaft and licked the drop of pre-cum off
the end. He thrust his hips toward her, letting a gasp slip from his lips. Her
hands slowly engulfed his cock, and she slid it into her mouth. Again, he
thrust up gently, making his shaft hit the back of her throat. She looked up
into his pale blue eyes that sparkled with amber.

“Baby, you need punishing for being naughty,” he said, shaking
his head in mock anger. He gasped again through clenched teeth as she began to
bob on his dick. “Running away from your Alpha... I should tan your arse, make
it glow a bright red.” His voice became deeper.

She moved one of her hands back to cup his heavy balls,
fondling them until she felt them draw up. When his legs showed signs of shaking
and she tasted copious amounts of salty pre-cum she knew he was close. She
pulled off and stood, her head just coming to his shoulder.

Looking up, she smirked. “That a threat or a promise?”

“Hands and knees,” he growled, low and harsh.

She stood there raising an eyebrow and trying so desperately
hard to look serious. It took another snarl from him before she dropped to her
hands and knees, the smile on her face huge and wide. She felt the front of his
thighs touch the back of hers as he knelt behind her, and she dug her hands
into the grass below them. She was so wet now she felt it run down her legs. It
had been too long since she had felt her mate inside her.

“Conan, fuck me!” she cried out. Her clit pulsed, and her
pussy clenched. “Please.”

Large, callused hands held onto her hips. Her body became
flushed and heated. His cock sat at her entrance.

“What are you waiting for?” She turned her head toward him.
“Fuck me already!”

Her breath blasted out of her as he thrust in hard and fast
all the way to the top of her cervix. Her pussy grasped hold of his stiff
shaft. He was so hard she could feel his cock pulse inside of her.

Oh God, it felt so good to have him inside of her again.

He pulled back and propelled forward again. She gripped onto
the grass below her, trying to push back on him. He began moving, accelerating,
grunting each time he hit the top. His balls smacked at her clit, making the
pressure inside of her build. She was going to come. He moved faster, his
movements becoming jerky, and she knew he too was close. She strained to push
back each time he rammed forward, hitting her hard and fast.

It was the stinging slap to her backside that sent her over
the precipice. An immense orgasm shot through her pussy. Her toes curled and she
threw her head back as she called out his name. He launched himself forward
into her one more time and paused as his warm seed streamed out of his cock
inside of her.

“Mine!” he shouted.

* * * *

They lay in the grass surrounded by the cool, quiet woods
for a while, waiting for the knot in his cock to recede.

“You planned this, didn’t you, imp?” he asked.

Wiggling her backside, she nodded. “You were taking too long.
I was horny.” She turned toward him and ran a hand over his cheek. “I’m okay,
you know. I’m here and just as needy as you are. I love your body and your cock.”
She grinned. “But most of all I love you, inside and out. However, if you don’t
stop treating me like breakable glass, you won’t find me running about naked in
the woods anymore unless I have a steel bat in my hand and I’m chasing you!”

“You are planning to coerce me again?”

“Hell yes, especially if I get you to fuck me over and over
again.”

“Oh, really now?” he said, thrusting his still hard cock up
inside of her.

“Oh yes.” She sighed with satisfaction. “I love you, Conan.”

“I love you too, baby.”

Trish Cobbin started to write books as an escape, but she
took a break when she became a full-time mother to three children. Once her
children were grown and flew the coop, expanding their own families and giving
her three wonderful grandchildren, she was left with some spare time and
decided to put pen to paper again. She lives in the UK with her faithful dog
Jellybean and her youngest son, and a door that is never closed to family.

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