SHADOW
“You’ve been teasing me since morning, and I’ve been having trouble controlling my unruly dick since then.”
“How is it my fault?” I countered as he pressed his prominent bulge against my ass.
“Get naked, Shadow.”
“Nope,” I disobeyed with a pop.
“Do it. You’re pissing off my wolf.” He just dropped something on the floor.
When I checked it, it was his t-shirt, and the next thing to pile down was his khaki pants and socks. “What are you doing?”
“What do you think I am doing? Getting naked and giving my cock the satisfaction it craves. Aren’t you wet, my Luna?” He came behind me, pulling my shirt off over my head, then unhooked my bra.
“We have work to do, Califf,” I protested, but a whimper rose up my throat.
“Screw it,” he murmured. “I want to fuck you right now, or I can’t work with my head full of dirty sex thoughts of what to do to you.”
“Wow.” I was still not facing him, but he was already unbuttoning my pants, dragging them down with my panties. “What if I refuse?”
“Then you’ll get this.” A slap sound echoed. The next thing I knew, my butt cheek stung. He just spanked my ass.
“What the hell?” I turned around, narrowing my eyes at him.
“Just do as I say. Take off your socks, and you look incredibly hot.” He wrapped his hand around his rigid cock and began stroking it.
I licked my lips to tease him further, causing him to groan. I took off my socks at an incredibly low pace, keeping my gaze on his cockhead, a precum sipping through the slit.
“Are you really trying to give me blue balls?” His voice had a rasp as if he was trying hard to calm down.
“What now, Alpha?” I smiled wickedly. “Do you want me to suck your cock so you can come in my throat?”
His eyes darkened, and the pupils reacted. He drew a deep breath as if thinking about my proposal. “Turn around and bend down. Your hands on the edge of the bed so you can show me your ass.”
“Hmm. Very detailed. I like that.” Silent laughter rolled in my chest.
“You’re sassy today, little mate.”
“Call me little again, or you fuck alone, asshole,” I groused.
He laughed softly and gave me another spank for calling him an asshole. Then he rubbed the spot, his other hand gripping tightly on my hip, but I sensed he tried hard to be gentle. “You like it when you get spanked, don’t you, baby?”
“See it for yourself.” I spread my legs apart and bent over. My hands were on the bed as I pushed my ass back. I’d never been so bold, but I liked doing it with Califf, pushing my limitation to no going back.
“Fuck.” He dragged his word out, squeezing, kneading my ass cheeks, spreading them apart.
The next thing he did made me gasp, startling me in a good way- so fucking good way- he ran his tongue down my clit, up to my wet entrance, and dragged it up to my butthole.
I groaned harder. My body burned, my muscles strained, and my breathing ragged. I squeezed my eyes shut when he repeated that pattern, moaning in the end.
“I know you’re wet because you like it dirty.”
“Fuck you.” My knees weakened, and I almost sagged as he explored my sex thoroughly.
“I will, baby. That’s guaranteed.” His voice was dark and, delicious and commanding. And he did as he said. He fucked me with his tongue, alternating with a good suckle.
I saw stars. I felt overwhelmed with being exposed and the new sensation. I never knew I would enjoy it when he pressed and intruded his thumb into my butthole. It was initially tightly uncomfortable and burned, but the pleasure became more intense, making me writhe whimper, and moan.
I grew restless and delirious with lust. My face flushed hot, beads of sweat formed on my forehead, and my skin was damp.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I slowly grounded my ass against his face as the ache in my clit became unbearable, rewarding me with a low groan. I could barely keep myself up because I wanted more. I pushed my ass back against his face, his tongue, and his finger.
I reached my hand down my clit, but it was swatted away. “I need you. Please?” I begged. I was desperate.
“Come.” One word, my world shuttered as he sucked my clit hard. His thumb dug deep and moved it in circles. That was my undoing. I came so hard. My knees gave up, but he was there to catch me.
I thought it was over. I was wrong. He barely started. He replaced his tongue and mouth with his fingers, sliding into my slick wet pussy. His thumb remained there, in my asshole, as he began jabbing me, twisting inside me and pumping in and out so fast.
“Califf!” I screamed his name with a voice I could barely recognize as my own. I gripped the sheets tightly, clutching my last strength from it.
With my knees on the floor, my face and breasts pressed against the bed, and my nipples ached and hardened with my arousal, sensitized as they grazed against the sheet, I garbled incoherent words. But it didn’t stop him from doing what he intended to do since we left the crime scene.
When my inner muscles contracted again, he pulled them out, leaving me aching and confused. And then he hummed.
I turned my head, looked over my shoulder, and saw his fingers inside his mouth, making me gape.
“You taste like vanilla, so fucking sweet.”
Gasping, I licked my dry lips. “Make me come.”
“Since when did I deny your need?” This time, he bit my ass, causing me to scream. “Just like that, baby. I wanna hear you scream.”
“You’re an obnoxious, arrogant son of a bitch, Alpha.”
“Get in bed. I don’t want to hurt your knees.” He chuckled, making fun of me while I was desperate to come. I got another spanking. The pain sent sensation right to my clit, making me ache more.
“Jeez, thank you, Alpha. You care so much about my knees but not my need.” I got up with my body shaking with need.
“I will give you the world, Shadow. I will give you the orgasm you craved for. Now, keep that position so I can fuck you hard, you will forever remember it.”
“Talk and talk and talk. Promises. Prom- fuck!” I cried in shock. Just like that. No warning or anything. He just rummaged his cock inside me, hitting bottom.
I groaned louder as I lost my words.
“Feel us, baby?” he said through gritted teeth. He gripped my hips tighter, proudly leaving his fingerprints on my skin. If I were human, it would be there for weeks. Fortunately enough, I healed fast. But that was not the case right now. He just did what he promised.
I didn’t have a word to respond, though, because he knew every bone in my body ached for him.
He fucked me. Fast. Hard. It rattled my entire body. It shook me to the bone, and it felt so fucking good.
***
I stayed in the tub for a while. Even if I healed fast, I still felt sore, in a good way. And my skin vibrated with satisfaction. I grabbed the wine he put in earlier and sipped it, and then I sensed him near me.
“Wanna join?” I cracked my eyes open, and he was there in jeans and a t-shirt, but he was like my favorite dessert, even if I didn’t have one.
“Tempting, but I have to go down and compare notes with the guys.” He walked in and kissed my head. “You can stay and rest.”
“No. I wanna join you.”
“Baby, stay. You can talk to them at dinner.”
“Yup. What about the dinner on Saturday?” I met his gaze.
“I’ll buy you a dress and shoes. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”
“Do you even know my favorite color?” Even if he could give me what I wanted, I still wanted to be involved in decision-making, especially when it was about myself.
“You don’t have one. All colors look good on you.”
“You’re being nice because I let you fuck me.”
He cackled. “Is that all?”
“You should go. You can’t let the guys wait and think you’re bailing them.”
“Oh, they think we fuck.”
“Gosh.” I rolled my eyes and emptied the wine glass. “Go. I’ll see you down.”
“Okay.” He kissed me on my lips before he walked out of the bathroom.
I had no choice but to get up and rinse. Then I put on a shirt and ripped jeans before I went to his office and joined them.
“Sorry. It took me longer in the tub.”
All eyes were on me, including my man. His eyes lit up the moment he saw me.
“What do you have, Luna?” Zack asked me.
“Rogue, the smell seems like rotten, and I sensed something else. I think he’s sick.” I pulled out the tissue paper from my pocket. Then I carefully opened it on the desk.
“A wolf hair,” Lyon said the obvious.
“A black wolf.” My eyes met Califf.
“My wolf is black, but I didn’t kill a human. I could have remembered doing so.”
“Califf, I know. You’re cured, and I have you in my arms all night. Sorry, guys. It’s not you. There’s a lot of black wolves out there.”
“It’s not you, Alpha,” Tor said defensively.
“Not too many as black like his,” Zack reacted.
“Exactly. Look at this one. It’s not shiny,” Kairo said, pointing at the hair.
“So, a male rogue black wolf.” Lyon scratched his chin as he nodded.
“Have you seen everyone’s wolf?”
“There’s one pup with black, but not as dark as mine. He has charcoal,” Califf concurred.
“There’s more.”
All eyes were pinned on me. “I saw a human footprint, but I kinda smudged it by accident.”
“Okay.”
I looked at Califf. “Size ten, maybe more. Do you know anyone has a webbed-toes?”
Califf gaped as if he remembered something. “My father.”
“But Elder Waylon-”
“He’s not an elder anymore, Zack.”
“I’m still used to it, Alpha, but his wolf is not black like this.”
“Okay, guys. You may go. But who wants to attend Grady’s party.” Something in the way he dismissed them, even if we were not done, puzzled me.
“Pass,” Kairo said.
“Me, too.” Tor raised his hand.
“Zack and I will be your security details. Duke won’t come?”
“No. He should spend some time with Kindra.”
“Okay. Count us in.” Zack smiled in excitement. “We’re going to a party.”
“Very well. You guys can go.”
They left immediately, putting me in a tough position of breaking the bad news that could probably create a rift between us.
“I can feel your uneasiness, baby. And I felt like you left some details from the guys.”
“Your father has webbed-toes, but he’s not a black werewolf. And webbed-toes or Syndactyly is hereditary.”
“What are you saying, Shadow?” His eyes burned with intensity, his voice hard.
“You have a brother who’s a werewolf and doesn’t belong to any pack.”
“You’re kidding, right?” He was already on his feet, palms pressed against his desk as his patience wore this. “Are you accusing my brother of a double murder?”