12. Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

Locke

S he darted out of my presence like a bat out of hell.

My mate forcefully swung the door open to the RV, causing it to crash down with a resounding thud. Our faces twisted in pain, and we let out small, pained whimpers as the sound echoed in our delicate ears.

But, that couldn't stop my surge of excitement, because my mate did something so fucking simple and practical to her, but meant so much more to me and my wolf.

She fucking groomed me.

It was an ancient tradition amongst the wolves. One that had died out ages ago and I had often wondered why. I used to tell Grim how much I learned about the old ways of living from hundreds of years ago, when we first met and established the Iron Fang. If we ever had a chance to make this club into a pack, I'd want to run this pack like how it all used to be.

The forgotten ways where the women and men of the packs were equals, and they relied heavily on traditions in their mating rituals. They hunted and gathered together and they ruled together. There was no fucking hierarchy with males being the only dominant figures, like there was in the packs of Elysian. There wasn't just the pull, the bite, the knotting, and the claiming. It was more—it was a longer drawn-out process. It was to prove to one another that your bond was strong, that your bonds were tightly woven around each other.

Could it be that the Goddess gave me this female because she knew my mate would do these things for me? Bring this pack into the old ways?

My body thrummed with desire at the thought.

My mate combed her fingers through my matted fur. She'd pulled and brushed out the knots. She fucking bathed me even when, I knew, I did not look or smell my best. Then, she let me lay my head upon her chest and let me relish her comfort, and she knew she would get nothing in return.

Well, maybe my protection.

But she and I both knew what we were sharing was so much more. There was a connection, and it was intimate. I knew she felt it because, as she looked into my eyes, I tried to convey every bit that I was grateful to her, and wanted her. Even as an animal.

Then, my wolf had to take it a step further. He couldn't help giving her thanks, by licking her neck to return the favor. He wanted his chance to bathe her not just to clean her but in his scent. He released our pheromones scenting her deeply and directly onto her skin. Her body warmed and responded instantly.

With her naked beneath us, and the towel loose, I couldn't help but push it away and see the supple meat. It was game over when those glorious tits were right there in my face once again.

Goddess! Those breasts.

The barbells gleamed in the light and, hell, we were all over that. She was heavily endowed. They fell partly to the side. I wanted to bury my face back into them but of course my wolf took it a step further, and I swear I tasted the coconut on her skin as he took long slow licks over those tight nubs.

Best of all, it turned her on.

By us licking them.

I whined again, pacing.

A sudden thud echoed, followed by a series of tripping and thumping sounds reverberating through her home. The noise drew our attention towards the back where her nest was located. Intrigued, our ears perked up and we trotted closer to the door, eager to investigate.

We pushed our snout to the door and opened it enough so we could get inside. We stayed hidden, not that our mate was paying attention, anyway. Her bare ass was situated high over the bed, and she was shuffling through some boxes.

I wonder if she's been taken in the ass? I'd take her there; I'd take her in all her holes.

We crept closer, making sure our claws didn't click on the floor. That was when she pulled out a thick dildo in a rusty red color and hell, if it didn't look about my size in girth.

Good, I won't have to stretch her as much.

As for my knot, that might be a different story, but we will get there.

Her alluring figure reclined on the bed with her legs parted, granting me an exquisite view of her intimate region. A tantalizing aroma filled the air as she glistened, drenching the sheets beneath her. My mouth watered as I was captivated by the desire to taste her; fuck her.

She leaned over to the nightstand, opened the drawer and got out a small tube of lube. I shook my head. There is no way she needs any of that, that fucker would slide right in on its own but she did it, anyway. She dribbled it on top of the head, and pressed something on the base of the dick.

They didn't have dildos back in Elysian. At least not this—advanced. I've done my research here in the Earth realm. They have a lot of little toys that humans play with and this one also came with its bells and whistles. It rotated several times and my mate bite her bottom lip and turned it off.

"I just need to get off," she panted. "I just need to get off."

I watched intently as she spread her lips; she stuck the head in and arched her back.

Oh fuck, this was too much. My wolf was sinking his claws into the floor, surely leaving holes inside.

She slid it in, feeling a satisfying click, then gently pressed the sleek On button. A soft hum filled the room as she let out a subtle moan of pleasure. Her other hand delicately tugged at her pierced nipple, she shivered, most likely sending a tingling sensation coursing through her body.

With her legs spread wide, I had the perfect view of her fucking herself. My wolf is going mad, wanting to push to the surface, but, damned if I was going to have him jump on the bed and fuck her in this form.

But then, I felt my front leg snap.

Panting, my mate turned off her vibrator and looked around the room. I ducked behind the table so she couldn't see, and became completely quiet. You could hear a pin drop. With her lust-filled eyes, she resumed her ministrations, pumping the giant dick in and out of her pussy.

Hell, you can hear it sloshing in and out of her.

I gazed at my front leg and saw it was out of place, but from where it was broken I knew all too well it wasn't to change into my human form. It was into a form I'd only done once before—.

I kept the low growl to myself and slunk onto the floor. Her bed was shaking, her arousal had filtered through the RV, but if I was going to leave and not watch her finish, I was taking a souvenir.

There on the floor lay a pair of her yellow underwear. I grabbed it with my claw, slowly backed away out of the RV and shut the door slowly. I felt another crack on my other leg and I fell to the ground with a thud.

I snarled, unable to move my two front legs. Another crack and another. My back was no longer hunched over, it was rearranging, my hind legs longer while my front legs grew shorter. But my claws, they were retractable, I felt them sinking in and out of my body as the rest of the transformation completed.

I stood up straight, on just two legs, my paws were wide and sunk into the mossy earth. My chest was broad, fur covering most of my body and I could feel the power hum through me. I wasn't completely healed. I could still feel the aches and pains from my transformation, but as I looked at myself, I knew I was changing all the same.

The last time I felt this sort of power, I destroyed—

I shook my head. My mate was on the other side of that RV. Fucking herself. I could hear her, could damn near taste her arousal on my long tongue. I licked my large fangs and breathed heavily, gazing into the window.

The rod between my legs was a testament that the bond was working. I couldn't remember the last time I was able to get it up, let alone get it this fucking hard.

For the first time in ages, I took my alpha lycan's cock - long, thick, throbbing and a knot ready to be planted into my mate - in hand. I rubbed my palm across it, feeling the tightness of the skin. I groaned, my wolf growling in my chest at that exact moment and I leaned our wolfish head on the window where we could still see our mate fucking herself.

A glistening layer of sweat illuminated her face, reflecting the dim light. She ceased her self-pleasure, her fingers toying with her adorned nipple bars. Envious, I observed as she bit her lip, gently rolling her nipples between her fingertips.

She was edging herself! She wasn't allowing herself to come.

What a naughty, sweet female.

I picked up her underwear, from where I had dropped them, and lifted them to my nose. I took in one long whiff, smelling the sweet musk coming from it. It brought me and my wolf to a frenzy, a dire need to just go into that RV and rut her.

I knew what he did. He forced this shift, just like the time before—

This time for better reasons: to claim her.

But I still held on to some strength. We couldn't go in there. I would not fuck her like this. Yet.

I took her underwear and wrapped it around my cock, letting her scent engulf it.

I groaned as I felt the fabric rubbing against my throbbing erection, and my wolf groaned in pleasure. I took a deep breath, my chest rising and falling with my labored breathing. The lust in me was overwhelming, and I struggled to maintain control.

My heart raced as I heard the soft moans from the RV. I did my best to watch, see her face, the way her body moved as she took the implement and shoved it inside her. I leaned against the RV and felt the muscles in my body tighten. I wanted to be inside her, to feel her warmth and tightness around me.

Soon I will take her.

It wouldn't be soft and loving, it would be fucking animalistic. My mate would like it, she's tough, strong. I could feel it.

I'll take her in this form, and in my human form. It's what they did in the old ways.

As I held her underwear tightly in my hand, I felt a sudden surge of power coursing through my veins. My wolf was urging me to break free, to transform once more, to let me be human again and claim her as mine. But it was too soon. I knew I would fail the shift.

Pushing the urges aside, I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I needed to calm down and to think clearly. I couldn't risk our lives or our bond on this desperate need for her. I watched my mate closely and focused on the sound of her moans and the scent of her arousal seeping from her home. I needed to focus my energy on the reality before me.

I sped up my pace on my cock, watching as my mate came closer to her orgasm. She was going to come; she couldn't handle anymore. She was finally going to reward herself.

Sweat dripped from her brow, her breasts heaving, beautifully shining in the dim light of her room. My cock leaked, dripping on the forest floor below as she moaned, flicking her clit as she stopped the continued thrusts of her fake cock.

It took all my restraint not to howl into the forest when I finally let my seed fall into her underwear, to the forest floor and all over my hand. I kept coming, letting years of my seed, that was waiting, be released. I panted heavily, my knees buckled and I landed in the dirt.

My bones cracked, my body seized. My elongated body shortened and I returned to the wolf I was once before. I huffed out in exhaustion and my mind clear for the first time in years.

This must be the post-nut after glow all the mated ones talked about.

After several minutes panting and regaining my strength, I heard the door to the RV opening. I took my paw and shoved her underwear under the trailer.

"Hey there," she muttered, still flushed from her self-fucking. "Sorry, I got you all clean and left. Now that you are clean and less infected, you want to come inside tonight?"

She gave a small smile and waved me forward. She was wearing a robe and her RV smelled like her.

Of course I'm coming in. I jumped up, and I felt my joints crack. I stretched them and my mate made a face of pain. "Maybe I need to get you some joint meds for senior dogs."

I jerk my head toward her.

The fuck?

I just shifted twice in twenty minutes and nutted all over the side of your RV, I'm going to be damn tired.

"Come on, I've got steak." She waved me in with a smile.

I huffed, trotted up to her and hopped into her home. At least I was here, invited this time, and with this simple invitation I'll make sure I'm here every time she is.