Wolf's Bride (bbw, alpha werewolf) (4 page)

Small drops of blood beaded from the cut
on her palm and she glared at me. “Small pinch?” she asked.

“I…right humans have a lower pain
tolerance. Sorry,” I said and smiled pathetically.

She scowled as I took her hand and
curled my fingers into hers. A couple of drops of blood dripped from our hands
onto the white petals and I could feel the beast rile up inside me.

Finally after the last verse, the Den Master
smiled. “Well, kiss her,” he said.

I leaned in and kissed my mate
passionately.

Taylor wrapped her arms around my neck.

The urges of the wolf emerged and I
kissed her harder. Then I grabbed her zipper and pulled it half way down.

“What are you doing?” she said, her eyes
like green orbs.

“Finishing the pact. I have to claim
you,” I said and gripped her wrist tightly.

Taylor flew up and backed away. “Claim?
Here? In front of him?” she spat and pointed at the old man.

The Den Master’s eyes glowed bright blue
and he shook his head. “Marrying a human and you didn’t even tell her about how
we work? Kind of low son,” he said and leaned back.

I frowned. “Taylor, we need a witness.
Both of us are out of friend or pack options so it has to be him,” I said.

She shook her head and walked towards
the door. Her dress scraped by and kicked up leaves and dirt.

Dammit! “Taylor!” I grabbed her wrist
and pulled her into me.

“I can’t do it. I changed my mind,” she
said as her body shook.

I pulled her close and kissed her lips.
Her body calmed under my touch, but she barely kissed me back. I pulled away
and stared into her eyes. “I told you this is permanent. You can’t back out
now,” I growled.

Grabbing my arms, she licked her lips.
“What if this is a mistake? We don’t know each other and it might not work. I’m
hyped up on emotions. I’ve never had someone want me or treat me the way you
do.”

I gritted my teeth and turned my head.
Of course. Why’d I think this would be easy? Why were humans so complicated?

She touched my cheek and I looked back.
“You seem so sincere. Hell you’re acting as if you’ve fallen in love with me…”

I touched her mouth. “I do love you!”

“That’s impossible. You’re full of it!
No one falls in love in just a few days.”

I grabbed her wrists and gritted my
teeth. Slowly, my ears extended to points. My fangs sharp, and my eyes keen.

Taylor gasped and stared.

I took a deep breath. “This is what I
was talking about. Humans don’t use their instincts. This is real. You felt it earlier,”
I said and wrapped my arm around her waist.

“Yeah, I was wrong.”

I glared. “You’re second guessing
yourself.”

She shut her mouth and frowned. “I…I
don’t know,” she said.

I closed my eyes and took a shaky
breath. The lights dimmed and I glanced back at the Den Master.

A smile curled on the man’s lips as his
hand left a knob on the wall.

I turned back to Taylor and spun her
around.

She squeaked as I yanked the zipper down
and moved the lace off of her shoulders. Leaning into her, I whispered in her
ear. “I love you, Taylor.”

She tensed.

The greed spread across my body like
fire and I kissed the back of her neck. “And this is happening,” I said and
pulled her dress down.

She fell to her knees and crawled away.

I tore my own clothes off, feeling the
muscles burn under my flesh. I walked toward my mate. There was no way I was
going to let her go. “You’re mine,” I growled as I grabbed her and straddled
her. Then I took her slip off. Her bra wouldn’t unlatch and I gritted my teeth
and tore it away along with her panties.

She pushed my chest. “Sam!”

I picked her up and hefted her over my
shoulder.

“Sam wait!” she screamed.

I put her down on the bed of flower
petals. Then I forced her legs opened and pulled her into me. My body never
felt so damn feverish.

I bent down and smashed my lips against
hers.

As soon as I pulled away she slapped my
face. My eyes widened. Why now? Why the fuck wasn’t she giving in? I grabbed
her hands and pinned them above her head.

“Please,” I begged.

Her eyes softened and her chest heaved.
She parted her mouth then shut it.

As I leaned down, I tightened my grip on
her wrists and licked her lips lightly. Then I pressed my mouth into hers, drowning
in the electric sensations that coursed throughout my body.

 I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Kiss me back, Taylor,” I growled,
reaching down with one hand, I parted the folds of her pussy. Then I massaged
her clit in slow circles.

Her eyes widened and she moaned and
arched her back. “Bastard,” she whispered as she tilted her head up and writhed
under my assault.

Our lips connected as I trailed my
finger down into her cunt – wet and hot.

Perfect.

Kissing her chest, I licked down to her
breasts and tickled her nipple with my tongue.

“Ah!” she whimpered as her body shook.
Slowly she glanced at the altar and lines creased her forehead.

The Den Master sat in his wolf form, his
coat black with gray streaks and his eyes focused.

I turned her head back to face me.
“Pretend he isn’t there,” I said.

Slowly she nodded and grabbed my neck
with both hands. Then she pulled me down into another delightful kiss. Her lips
were so tasty I wished we could stay like that forever. Fitting so perfectly
like a key to a lock.

Our hearts hammered as one as I pulled
my hand away and pressed my cock to the tip of her entrance.

“Sam,” she moaned and I smiled.

Without another word, I pushed my member
inside to the hilt and gasped.

A harsh moan escaped her as she dug her
fingers into my back.

Gripping onto her thighs, I worked back
and forth. Her cunt squeezed my shaft, making it throb in utter pleasure. Fuck
was she tight!

I moved my hips as I pounded her. The
wetness between us slick, adding more friction with each push. Smalls shocks
sparked in my mind, urging me forward.

I pressed my body into hers. My skin on
fire.

She ran her fingers through my hair and
grabbed a fist full.

I growled and thrust harder. Leaning up
slightly to add as much pressure as I could to her clit.

Perspiration beaded down my neck as I
leaned back and stared, marveling at the expression on her face. Green eyes
drowning and lost in the moment.

“Like that?” I asked. My voice husky.

Her nails traveled down my skin, burning
and feeding the rage inside my gut. I worked her faster as she panted.

“Yes!” she moaned.

I reached up and rolled her nipple
between my fingers. Then I swayed my hips as I pulled out and back in.

Her body jerked and she screamed.

A smile tugged at my lips. She really
liked that one. Then my eyes widened as she clamped down on my cock, making her
even tighter.

The veins on the shaft pulsed as I
worked her. “Ah!” I groaned. “Keep doing that!”

She bucked her hips along to my rhythm.
Our bodies on fire and hearts beating in sync. My mind swam with hunger and
lust as I jerked back and forth. My cock begged for release as it grew.

With heavy breaths, Taylor’s body tensed
in my grasp and she screamed. A whole different kind of heat consumed me.

I gripped her shoulders and kissed her
as my cock burst. Fireworks erupted throughout my entire being before I went
limp. I took deep and ragged breaths. Then laid my head on her chest, listening
to her heart beat out of control.

Nothing would ever compare to that
moment. The pact was done and she was mine. My mate.

Slowly I looked up at her. Her eyes were
closed and sweat trickled down from her temple. Beautiful. If I died at that
moment I’d at least die happy.

“We’re married,” I panted.

She opened her eyes. Her tongue played
at the corner of her mouth. “Yeah,” she said and stared.

I rested beside her until we caught our
breaths. We each washed and put on clothes.

Taylor tucked the wedding dress into her
night bag. Some parts of the white lace stained from the dirt.

I scratched my head and frowned. Hoped a
dry cleaner could fix it.

We walked out of the den and she grabbed
my hand. The stars were brighter that night. Brightest than I’d seen in a
while.

I rubbed my thumb over her the top of
her hand. Soft and gentle.

“Can we go back?” she asked.

I glanced at the road and nodded. “Should
be safe for you. They can’t touch you now,” I said. My other hand fingered at
the marriage certificate in my pocket. Proof that she’s mine. Even wolves have
to go through tedious paperwork.

It took a few days to get back to the
city. Taylor smiled and took a deep breath as she walked into her apartment.
“Good to be home,” she said and put her bag down on the floor in her bedroom.

I smiled and leaned against the door
frame. Home. Hadn’t thought of what it’d be like settling down after moving
around so much with my former pack. I scratched my head.

“Well,” Taylor walked up to me and
kissed my cheek awkwardly, “I’m going to take a shower,” she said. “Um, make
yourself at home.”

I nodded and watched her step into the
bathroom. She was quiet most of the time on the way back. Was she having
regrets?

I stripped my clothes and stepped behind
her.

She turned and jumped. “Damn! You
could’ve warned me if you wanted to come in!”

With a chuckle I grabbed the shampoo and
poured some on her head. Lavender.

She blushed at watched me as I massaged
the gel into her hair.

Leaning in, I kissed her lightly. Heart
beating out of my chest. We hadn’t had sex since the den. I didn’t bother
asking. Deep down, I was afraid to. It felt as if I was holding onto her with a
string that could snap any minute, but damn. I couldn’t help the urges.

As I continued to scrub her, I leaned
down and ran my lathered hands down her thighs. Then I parted the folds of her
pussy and smeared the soap around. An excuse to touch her.

She leaned her head back and moaned as I
wiggled my fingers around her folds. The soft skin slick and hot.

I rinsed the soap away and stared. Then
I leaned in and licked her clit.

She squeaked and ran her fingers through
my hair. Hearing her moan made my skin prickle with need and aroused my cock to
attention.

I flicked my tongue faster. The way she
liked it. Then I gripped her hips and pressed harder, tasting her juices.

“Ah! Ah!” she panted. Her body jerked
and her muscles tensed. “Stop,” she gasped, but I wouldn’t relent. I wrapped my
mouth around the button and suckled. Faster. Faster.

She pulled my hair as she came and I
wiped my mouth and stood up. Licking her lip, she grabbed my cock and I gasped.
Didn’t expect that, but I’m not going to complain.

“You seem to really like doing that,”
she said and frowned.

“Don’t you like it?” I asked.

“Course, it’s just…”

“What?” I touched her face and took a
sharp breath.

“I find myself disgusting. Why don’t
you?” She avoided my eyes and worried her bottom lip.

I tilted her chin up. “You’re gorgeous.”
My gut clenched. There’s a reason she’s like this. Someone must’ve hurt her,
and what I wouldn’t give to have a chance at beating the shit out of them. I
frowned.

“Everything about you is perfect,” I
said and kissed her.

She wrapped an arm around my shoulder
and kissed me back. Our tongues danced and electricity coursed down my veins as
she jerked my dick back and forth.

“Ah!” I growled and rested my head in
the crook of her neck. Her touch, like heaven. I gripped onto her and hefted
her against the tile.

She yelped and took a deep breath. Her
eyes wet as she smashed her lips against mine. I positioned my body and pushed
my cock to the hilt.

“Sam,” she whispered and bit my neck,
causing me to thrust hard. My body shook uncontrollably as I worked my cock. In
and out. In and out.

My blood bubbled like lava and I bit my
lip hard. “Ah! Ah!” I panted. My body pressed firmly against hers, our skin
sizzling.

I planted a kiss on her neck and nipped
the skin while I listened to the sound of her heart beat.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

She scratched my back and I flinched. A
burning ache scorching my skin where her fingers had traveled.