25. Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Four

Locke

S he was taking it remarkably well. Especially, considering how strong of a luna she was going to be.

I placed kisses down her neck and over her mark once more. I released my scent allowing it to envelope her and it acted like an aphrodisiac. Sure, I was cheating a little bit, but I think every one of my men has cheated in some way.

"I still can't believe you're a wolf." She panted. "I need some sort of proof. Can you shift into your wolf or something? It still doesn't seem real."

I tsked "I don't think so." I enjoyed having both my hands on her, thank-you-very-much. Instead, I let my claws from my lycan form flow from my fingertips. As the sharp claws grazed her skin, she gasped.

"That is not from your wolf,." she muttered. "What the fuck are those.?"

I smiled mischievously. "Yeah, they're not. These are part of another form that I can take. No other wolf shifters can take this form and, in fact, no one else knows of this form." I frowned and gazed down at the enormous claws.

She stared up at me and for the first time ever, she looked so damn innocent. Her eyes were wide, filled with curiosity as her fingers played with mine; my mate, as she examined the claws.

"You mean there are things you haven't told your club; your friends?" She said it so softly, so tender I felt my heart weep.

"We all have our own secrets. I may have the most. They don't get to choose what to know about me. I'm the one that protects them, and gives them shelter. They just know I am the one in charge. But not with you, Emm, I'll tell you everything."

My mate's breathing came in soft pants.

Perhaps she didn't want to be tough all the time.

"The form I take, I believe humans and in their fairy tales would call me a werewolf, but it is in fact Lycan."

My mate's arousal seeped around us as my scent covered us. My fingers curved around her ass, sinking them into the soft flesh. I pressed my hips against hers and let her feel my shaft rub against her mound. I couldn't hold much longer. I don't know how many questions she was gonna ask, but to gain her trust I was going to do what I could.

"Dios mio."

My wolf let out a thunderous purr. Her body shivered against me as my lips pressed hastily against her. I couldn't get enough. I needed to devour her, take her. I didn't want to wait any longer.

"Let's get you in the RV, I will not take you on the ground," I grumbled into her mouth.

Believe it or not, I cared about my mate's wellbeing.

Her dilated eyes blinked several times before she came out of her lustful gaze. "And what if I want you to take me here?"

So fucking feisty .

I chuckled. "As exotic and exquisite your tastes are, the first time you take my knot, you will not want to be laying in the dirt and sticks. Now, get in the RV before I put you in it."

I stood and pulled her up, but she pushed me away once she was standing.

"Is that so, Mr. Lycan? Are you going to tell me what I will and will not like?"

"Emm. Do. Not. Run." I gritted my teeth.

My mate looked behind her, and I swear I saw the leaves beckoning for her to enter.

I swear to the Goddess, those damn fae.

"Princess!" I growled in warning.

"I wanna see this Lycan." She licked her lips. "And, I want to see what he's packing, too."

This female!

"My lycan form is much larger than my human form. You do not know what you are asking for."

"I think I do," she laughed. "And I would love to see how big that cock can be, too."

I grabbed myself, feeling my cock dripping with seed. To take her in such a beastly form? I tilted my head back to imagine it.

"I would take you in my beast form. Do you understand that?" I questioned. "There would be no mercy. I will bite you, I will mark you and I will not stop even if you asked."

Emm continued to back away, going deeper into the forest. "Oh, I'm counting on it. You have no idea how much monster smut I have read in my lifetime. And, with a monster dick being pierced and all? I think I'm ready for it."

Goddess above.

My companion swiftly disappeared into the depths of the woods, disregarding any clear path and venturing into the dense tangle of thicket. As she pushed through, the branches rustled against her delicate skin, their rough texture leaving a faint sensation. In that moment, my mind was consumed with a desire to leave my own imprints upon her beautiful body - to etch my own scars, and create my own marks.

My wolf snarled, pissed off that I even let her attempt to flee from us. He was still broken from our previous rejection. He didn't like Emm being out of our sight at all.

"Get her!" he snarled.

My bones shattered, the excruciating pain surpassing that in my wolf form. I could hear the sickening crunch as they splintered into minuscule fragments, rearranging themselves into intricate structures.

When my back broke, I slung my body back. That's when I let out an enormous howl letting everyone in the vicinity know that they needed to get the fuck out. The elves would be surely hiding in their homes, in their village, somewhere on the property. The club members were cheering and having another beer at the bar.

I dug my claws deep into the soil, feeling the earth yield beneath my paws as I gave my mate just a precious few more moments to escape before I took off. Patience was never a virtue that I possessed.

I charged through the dense thicket, the sound of snapping branches and rustling leaves filling my ears. The earthy scent of freshly broken foliage wafted up, mingling with the dampness of the forest floor. As I moved, the small trees and shrubs magically regenerated, their wounded limbs mending with the help of intertwining vines. Towering trees gracefully arched away from my path, their supple branches gently guiding me forward.

Like I needed it.

My mate's scent was hefty and heady from her arousal. She was easy to find, and I darted far enough away from her to get ahead. I took the long way around to a clearing so I would be stood in front of her.

The trees gracefully bent and swayed, creating a natural path that led her to a tranquil clearing. It was like fate leading her to me, ready for me to take her as mine.

Emm stopped, panting, a sheen of sweat covered her forehead. The surrounding area was quiet, no doubt the other forest animals, feeling my power, decided to stay away.

"Shit," she mumbled.

At least she knew that I was near. Now, do I play with my food or do I devour her whole?

"Are you done running, pet?" I taunted.

My mate jerked her head in my direction. "You can talk. You can talk like that?"

"I may be in beast form, but I am as coherent as a human. Is that so shocking?" I licked my maw, letting my fangs drip with venom.

My venom was not poisonous to my mate. I was taught this from a very young age. It was the same for all alphas. The only person immune was her.

I stepped from the shadows where I hid. I let the moonlight cast its gentle glow upon my body. Her eyes widened not in fear but pure, pure fascination.

"Holy shit, you're huge."

I chuckled. "I didn't exaggerate." My hand ran down my furred muscular body until it reached my cock. "And this will be a tight fit."

Come dripped from the angry head. My knot pulsed, heavy with need.

Emm's eyes widened, her breaths quickening as she thrust out her chest, allowing her breasts to heave with desire. She took a step forward and I couldn't help but rise to the occasion, the muscles in my body tensing. I shivered as the power of the full moon reverberated through me, binding me to my primal nature.

Her eyes locked onto mine, and I watched as her hesitation flickered away, replaced by a fierce determination. She took another step, and I mirrored her, matching her pace and stalking her like a predator toying with its prey.

"Do I, though?" she asked, her voice thick with anticipation. "Are you sure you can handle me?"

A smirk tugged at the corner of my maw. "I promise you, I will take you harder and rougher than you've ever experienced, pet."

She hesitated, her eyes locked onto the sheer size of my cock, straining against my fur as it pulsed with need. However, before she could back away, I lunged forward, my body slamming into hers with a force that sent her stumbling against the trunk of a tree.

"I'm not going to be gentle," I warned, my breath hot against her ear as I spoke. My powerful arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, and I nuzzled my face against the side of her neck, my scent mingling with hers.

"I claim you as mine," I growled. "There will be no turning back."

Emm's eyes fluttered shut, her fingers digging into my fur for surrender.

With a growl that shook the very trees around us, my muscles bulged, my fur darkened until it appeared a deep obsidian, and my eyes glowed, reflecting the moonlight with an eerie, otherworldly glow.

"Mine," I snarled.

I used my claws to rip at her clothing, gentle nicks ripped at her skin. Her body trembled, her soft whimpers only fueled Fenrir and his desire to claim.

Once she was laid bare to me, I took in the sight of her body. Minor scratches highlighted against her skin, but there was one more spot that remained positively clean. The tiny bite I left her just hours ago.

I purred against her, my hand cupping her pussy and licking at the mark I left her.

"So wet." I nibbled at her mark.

I let my two claws retract and shoved them deep into her cunt. I wasn't a complete asshole. I would make sure she was ready.

As I nibbled her mark with my sharp teeth, I let her arousal coat me. Fenrir, wild with desire, had had enough, he would not give her the pleasure she wanted for defying and running from us.

He forcefully pulled our fingers from her body and she cried out, pulling on our furred arm.

"No!" she tried to lead us back to her dripping pussy.

My hand reached around her neck. "You ran, you don't get a say!" Fenrir snapped.

My mate's face changed from desire to fear when she heard the new, deeper voice. "I am Fenrir, your wolf. You ran from me."

Emm tilted her head when he eased up on his hold around her neck.

"You never run from me." He tilted his head low and pressed it to her forehead, taking in long deep breaths before he tapped our cock against her entrance.

She grunted, holding onto the wrist that gripped her neck. "You hid from me." She gritted her teeth. "Only fair."

Fenrir smirked, pushing the head of our cock in her body and then pulling it out again. "Then, we play."

Emm groaned, whining for mercy as he slowly edged our cock inside her. He tortured her, and I felt every fucking bit of it until I slowly took our control back. That sadistic fuck was too damn much.

Once I fully seated myself inside her, knowing I would not rip her apart, this was where the fun began.

"Get ready." I let the low growl in my throat overtake the sound of the forest. "Because this is something we both fucking need."

I withdrew from her, only to thrust forcefully back into my mate. A cry escaped her lips as her tightness gripped me. The sensation of the ladder's ridges gliding within her tight cunt.

"So big!" she breathed. "Shit, I'm going to be ripped in half!"

I panted, my breath blowing steam across her face.

But I would not hold back. I told her this.

I wanted to claim her like this. A fucking animal. I'm showing her the true strength of what I am. I claim her as my mate, strong and capable.

As my hairy chest heaved and brushed against her breasts, her eyes flashed with desire. She craved it; she wanted more. I thrust deeper into her.

The moonlight shone on her face, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor. Her eyes were wide with a mix of fear and pleasure as her body arched beneath me. I kept myself embedded into her and laid her on top of a log. I could see the pleasure coursing through her veins, feel the intense emotions surging between us.

"Fuck me!" she cried, her voice hoarse with passion. "Fuck me harder!"

And so I did. I thrust into her relentlessly, my power and strength overtaking her, consuming her in a whirlwind of lust and domination. With every stroke, I claimed her as mine, marking her as my own. My wolf and hers, becoming one in the process.

The night was alive with our primal screams, our bodies moving in perfect sync, lost in the intense, animalistic grunts and snarls I created. We were wild creatures of the night, and in this moment, I finally felt alive again.

As my sharp claws dragged down her delicate skin, crimson marks bloomed on her soft flesh. Her fingers tightly gripped my thick fur, and her legs entwined around my powerful body. In this moment of ecstasy, sights blurred, the sound of our entangled breaths echoed into the night. This was fucking heaven.

As the intensity of our rutting reached its peak, I could feel her tightening around me, her body quivering with the waves of pleasure I was sending her. And then, just as the stars aligned, I felt the explosion within me, the release of control and power that only comes with true submission.

She screamed again, another orgasm taking over her. My knot was aching to be inside. It was time to burrow its way in.

My mate groaned, her fingers gripping hold of my fur. It was going to be a tighter fit. I knew it was. I could smell the tinge of copper mixed with her arousal as I tried to burrow my way in.

"I know, it's going to be tight," I grunted.

I continued to wedge my knot inside her, and shifted her gently to make her more comfortable with one arm, while the other pulled her off the log.

The soft moss, with its vibrant green hue, grew abundantly in this once peaceful clearing. I watched it as it suddenly appeared and carpeted the forest floor, creating a welcoming and comfortable space for us to rest. As I gently laid us down on the cushiony surface, the coolness of the moss seeped through our bodies, giving comfort to our aching muscles.

She whined, letting out a cry as I settled her in front of me. With a few small thrusts, my knot lodged itself inside. I groaned, moving my hips several times before, finally, it was my turn to feel my pleasure.

"Fuck," I groaned and pumped my hips, feeling my knot wedge in and out of her entrance.

My mate shuddered, a cry of another orgasm, and that was when I sealed it all together—with my bite.

She screamed; her arousal soaking the both of us. I don't know where our liquids were going, but they would not come out of her.

My body let out a comforting purr, when we both felt utter and complete pleasure as the bond wove itself, tying us together. Slight tremors of pleasure fueled the both of us as we settled on the moss.

"Maybe I wasn't ready," she mumbled, half asleep. "Still would do it again, though."

I chuckled and licked the bite on her shoulder. The blood was fresh, but the full bite of the bond would heal far faster than the half bite I left her earlier.

I let my hand run up and down her body, cupping her breast as I felt her breath even and her heart rate slow. My knot still throbbed, pumping more come into her body. I groaned, feeling her pussy milking me.

Was it awful that I didn't want her to sleep? That I wanted to do it again?

As time passed, my knot softened and I slipped my cock from her body. I felt our fluids leak from her and my wolf panicked, feeling it pour onto our furred leg where we were holding her.

"Put it back," he sneered. "Now!"

I shook my head and nuzzled against her cheek.

"We can fuck her again in a minute, just let me have this." I took in a deep breath, taking in her scent. She smelled like me now. She was mine, and no one else could have her.

"I don't like her out in the woods. We are vulnerable." Fenrir snapped and took the time to listen to our surroundings.

My hand rubbed up and down our mate, feeling her body.

Will she love me in time? Will she have the same feelings I have toward her?

She had some knowledge of the Goddess, otherwise she wouldn't have been brought to me, for me to claim her. Her grandmother made sure of that many years ago. The question was, was I too broken to be loved?

I put those thoughts away, for now. It was for another day. Now, it was time to show her what a suitable mate I could be—for her.

To sate Fenrir, I took our finger and wiped the come from my mate's inner thigh. I shoved it back inside her and watched her body squirm. I inspected her folds. Her folds appeared swollen, puffy, and with blood-tinged on the outside of her lips.

My chest puffed with pride how well she took me, especially for a human that does not heal quickly.

Fenrir growled. " More, take her again."

I chuckled and scooped my mate up into my arms.

We would take her more, but our mate's pussy was tender, I would not damage and make her hurt any more than I had to. "I think fucking in human form might be better. Your cock is too large to take her like this again," I said, and cradled her into my arms for the walk to our new home.