“Probably not. But this is how wolves work.”
“I get it.”
I’ve read plenty of books where werewolf packs were all about pecking order and perceived strength. While I had no reason to assume the same here, asking would have been the right move. Andrea had a lot to teach me when time permitted.
“Here it is,” Dris whispered.
The large man led us through an alley where we passed several other buildings. He held the door open and Andrea pulled me aside as the pack passed through. Juan Carlos, a short, stocky Hispanic with a buzz cut and a thick mustache, craned his neck back to look up at me and glare.
“You might have to kick his ass soon,” Andrea thought to me.
I smiled while suppressing the laugh bubbling up. My wolf looked at me with a serious and stern expression. I was beginning to think alpha wolves went to some a warehouse where they were issued stern looks.
“This is not a joke. You will literally have to kick his ass. Pack life.”
“Oh, okay. Give me a few minutes.”
“It can wait a little longer than that,” she thought
“We lucked out this time,” Dris said while we passed him. He shut the door behind us and pointed down the hall. The other wolves were already out of site. “This whole building is unoccupied, but it's a block of living quarters.” He squeezed by and took the lead once more. “The pack is in the apartments on the second floor. We're going up to the third. They have orders to keep watch and take shifts sleeping. That should give us plenty of time to rest here. If the enemy comes, we will know with enough heads up to decide if we fight, or move.”
The journey up the stairs was painful and slow. Andrea did her best to help me, but there was no stopping the pain of my fractured bones and pulped muscles. We arrived at a door leading from the stairwell into a hallway. The hall went straight with plain white walls on the sides and a single door straight ahead.
Dris stopped at the door with his hand on the knob and smiled back at us. “You’re going to like this.”
He led us into a large space complete with new living room furnishings still wrapped in plastic. The room was an open floor plan with a large kitchen and dining room on the far side. The place had the look of money.
“There is no food, but all the apartments are furnished. This way.”
He led us to a door, bypassing three others, at the end of a long hallway. Pulling the door open, Dris stepped aside. “I think this space will do fine for an Alpha of Alphas.”
“Thanks, Dris,” Andrea said as we passed the big man.
“My pleasure. You two rest up while I see about some food.”
“We will. On your way out, can you see the twins and send them up?”
His brow furrowed after hearing the request. “Is that wise?”
“They will get the time they need,” Andrea replied.
“Copy that.”
The door closed behind us sealing us in darkness. Andrea felt along the wall until she found the switch. The lights came on with a click from the switch.
The room was a bedroom, or a master suite. In the center was the largest bed I had ever seen. There were also a couple recliners, a dresser, and chest. An opening on the side with no door lead to a bathroom.
“This is nice,” Andrea said. “Almost enough to consider going into the life of crime to afford luxury like this.”
“Crime?” I asked as we hobbled toward the bed.
“A lot of packs are entangled in drugs and human trafficking for their funding. It’s easier than getting real jobs and lets them make their own hours. It was one of the reasons I took the pack. I didn’t want us to go down that road. Instead, we put other criminals out of business and take their money, guns, and luxury items to keep. That’s how we keep our territory clean. Hang on.”
Andrea pulled the plastic covering the mattress tearing it off. She tossed it aside and helped me to the bed where I plopped down.
“Oh, that’s nice. I need one of these,” I said.
“Relax, I’ll be right back.”
My eyes closed and the next thing I knew someone was kissing my neck. Their lips hit a tender spot, and I winced.
“I’m sorry my Alpha,” an unfamiliar female voice said.
“What?” I opened my eyes as my growing erection stopped and went back to being flaccid. Apparently he didn’t like surprises.
A head of dark hair moved down my torso kissing along the way. Another woman stood next to the bed and lifted off her tank top. She was also dark-haired with olive skin, large dark eyes a narrow nose and full pink and tan lips. The shirt hit the ground giving me a view of her thin frame and small breasts with erect dark nipples. She notices my gaze and smiled. Her mouth spread wide making her look even more beautiful. The most prominent feature was a set of tattoos running down her left side. They started at her neck and went down past what I could see. The woman unfastened her pants and bent over. All I could see was her head.
“Don’t be alarmed,” Andrea said to my right.
I looked over to ask what was going on, but the sight of my wolf naked with one hand on her tit and the other between her legs stopped me. My erection was back.
“Oh,” the woman kissing me said as she was eye level with my sudden erection. Apparently she liked it because she grabbed the base and took the head into her mouth.
“These are the twins,” Andrea said as I watched her pleasure herself with her eyes were locked on the woman between my legs. “They have a special talent that will help you recover quickly.”
The woman that was stripping off her clothes climbed up on the bed. I watched, and she crawled toward me with that wide beautiful smile.
“I’m Catarina,” she said in an eastern European accent. She paused and placed a hand on the other woman’s head. “This is Catya, my sister.”
The woman between my legs stopped and looked up with the same smile her sister had. They were identical twins. “Hello, my Alpha,” Catya said.
I noticed the same strange tattoos on Catya, but they were on her right. The tattoos looked like a cross between tribal and Celtic knots with several shapes that reminded me of runes from fantasy stories.
Catya went back to work as Catarina lay next to me with her face next to mine. She planted a peck on my lips. “We are going to heal you," she said. “Our tattoos give us access to an ancient magic dating back to the time when humans began their civilizations in the Indus valley. We will use our bodies to generate the erotic magics needed to power our tattoos and you will benefit from it.”
“Erotic magics?” I asked.
“Sex magic,” Andrea said. “It’s probably the best kind of magic.”
“Yes,” Catarina said with a smile. “It will be pleasurable for all of us. Do we have your permission to ply our art on you, my Alpha?”
Catya stopped giving me a blowjob and looked up. Immediately I missed the slow and tender licking and sucking. I wanted to agree just to get her to keep going. I resisted the urge.
“What’s the cost?” I asked.
“Our Alpha is astute,” Catya said.
“Indeed,” Catarina added. “The cost is sexual energy which will leave my sister and I drained of energy. Food, water and rest will replenish us.”
“That’s it?” I asked.
“It is a big thing to ask,” Catya said.
“In order to heal, we must fuck.” Catarina said. “We would heal the world if not for that stipulation. We are picky about who we fuck.”
“Oh,” I said. “You don’t have to do this. I won’t force you to do anything. Hell, I won’t even ask you to consider doing something you don’t want too. I’ll heal.”
Catya crawled back up my body as her sister watched with a smile. “You are cute, my Alpha.” She kissed me. “We would not be here now if we didn’t want this. Even now I long to have you in me.”
“And I am jealous that my sister will get to experience you filling her,” Catarina said.
“Oh,” wa
s all I could say.
Catarina ran her tongue along my ear. “May we have sex with you for pleasure at a more convenient time, Alpha?” She whispered in my ear. “We both want to fuck you very much.”
“Oh,” Catya popped up from her seat on my pelvis and looked down. “I think he likes that idea, Catarina.”
“Is that so, my Alpha?”
“Yes,” I said. “I would like that very much.”
“Good. For now, we must begin. Time is not on our side. Please forgive my forwardness, but this is how it must be.”
Catya lowered herself back down on my pelvis taking my sex into hers. But Catarina sat up and swung her leg over my head. I watched her tan lips spread slightly showing her pink inner folds as she lowered herself onto my face.
My tongue slid between her lips and moved back and forth. I found her engorged clit and made slow circles. At the same time Catya’s tight warmth moved up and down my length.
Since time was an issue Catya picked up the pace. Catarina ground her sex into my face faster and faster. In short order all three of us shook from an intense orgasm. As Pleasure rippled through my body, the damage done in my fight hurt. A warmth spread through me and the pain lessened. When the twins dismounted me, the pain had dropped to a dull ache. The women snuggled up to my side and started a soft snore as soon as they were motionless.
Chapter 27
“They will sleep like that for a long while,” Andrea said. “How was it?”
“Amazing and way too fast.”
Andrea stood giving me a good view of her toned and sexy body. I felt a stir in my manhood from the sight.
“Are you saying you want a nice slow fuck that’ll last awhile?” She asked as she crawled onto the bed. My sex twitched and grew a little hard.
“Maybe,” I said.
Andrea rubbed her hand along my thigh causing my cock to go on full alert. “Just maybe?” She asked with a playful tone.
“I think I meant to say yes, I do.”
My wolf crawled over the unconscious Catya and slid my erect sex into her slick warmth. Her legs slid between me and the twins as she straddled me. She slowly lowered sliding me in at an achingly slow pace. Once I was all the way in she moved her pelvis back and forth at a glacial pace. Then she leaned forward and kissed me. I returned her kiss with all the love and passion she gave me.
We made love like that nice and slow for a long time. Eventually we climaxed together and Andrea lay on top of me while I was still inside of her. We fell asleep like that.
When I woke up Andrea was missing, and I heard the shower running. The twins were still pressed against my sides with Catarina snoring softly. I extracted myself from the twins and went into the bathroom.
Stopping at the door I took in the sight of my sexy wolf rinsing thick white suds off of her glistening body.
“You going to join me?” She asked without looking my direction.
I stepped into the hot water and sighed. My wolf turned and washed my front with soap and a washcloth. She dropped to her knees and cleaned me from crotch to toes. Then she stood and spun me around. Having a beautiful woman wash me was beyond belief. Until she pushed the cloth between my cheeks. That was weird.
Once I was rinsed Andrea put her back to me and pulled my arms around her. We stayed there for a while talking in the warm water.
“Do you think I’m a bad guy for enjoying this with you while the rest of my Tua lay unconscious?” I asked.
“No. While it is tragic that they are in that state, and it’s probably your fault I don’t think you’re a bad person. As my alpha it is your job to build a bond with me. I think it’s doubly important since you are Alpha of an Alpha. Not only that, but you are actively working toward saving your wayward Tua. It is an important task. What would you be doing if you were back with your other Tua?”
“I guess I would just be sitting next to their beds hoping they get better.”
“How would that help them?”
“I don’t think it would,” I said.
“You can’t dwell on the stuff you can’t do. Work on what you can and try to figure out the rest as you go.”
“All right. So I’ll find and save Dragon with your help. Then we take the fight to Arnold. After that we figure out this whole Acashia thing with my father.”
“Acashia?” Andrea asked.
It hadn’t occurred to me that I never told Andrea about Acashia. So I spent the next few minutes telling her everything I knew. She was quiet for a long while and I took the time to enjoy the feel of her in my arms and the endless hot water.
“I don’t know what to do about the Acashia situation. We’ll have to get more info about her,” Andrea said.
“I agree. All I know is what my father said, and I don’t know if I can trust him.”
Andrea looked up at me. “Why is that?”
“He left my mother and me. No reason given, not even a good by. He just up and left. When I saw him recently, he didn’t even apologize. It might be my biased and anger, but I don’t trust him.”
“I think you have valid reasons for feeling like that. I’ll back you up no matter what you want to do about him.”
“Can we join?” Catya and Catarina said in unison.
“Yes,” Andrea said. She looked up at me. “You wash one and I’ll do the other.”
The twins joined us and we bathed them. They had dark circles under their eyes and looked dead tired. When asked they said they were all right.
“Only they understand the strain of the magic. If they say they are okay, then we let it be,” Andrea thought to me.
I didn’t bring it back up. Instead, I enjoyed the experience of washing Catarina. Taking care of her was just as pleasurable as receiving from Andrea. Had we been in a different place I would have asked for more sex, but we were running on borrowed time. There was no telling when we would be found or what was happening to Dragon.
“How do you feel?” Catarina asked me.
I hadn’t thought of how I felt until then. I was covered in bruises, but they were already taking on the green and yellow that signaled they were healing. My body felt a little sore, but that was all.
“I feel good.”
“Your bruises will be gone in a few hours.” She traced a finger around a fat bruise on my chest. “It is potent magic, but it has limits. Your Lycan healing also helps the magic do its work.”
“Thank you,” I said. They had fallen asleep before I had the chance to thank them. “You too, Catya. Thanks for the healing and the amazing sex.”
The twins laughed. “You are welcome for the healing,” Catya said. “The sex was just as pleasurable for us. No need to thank us for that. Just promise we can do it again.”
“I was going to ask you if we could,” I chuckled.
“That sounds like a yes,” Catarina said.
“Come on, let’s get dressed,” Andrea said. “If we keep up this talk I’m going to insist all of you, please me.”
Catya kissed Andrea on the lips. “We will please you when we get the chance, my Alpha.”
“You bet your sweet ass you will.”
We found Dris in the living room staring out the front window. “Food on the counter,” he said without turning.
On the counter were bottles of water and sports drinks. To eat, there were bags of chips and flavored crackers as well as lots of beef jerky.
“We found the food stuffs in a warehouse not far from here,” Dris said as we ate.
“What’s wrong, Dris?” Andrea asked.
“We have seen no movement in a while,” he said. “They hounded us for hours and we had to keep moving. But this time they let us sleep the day away with no signs of movement. I don’t like it.”
“We need to take the fight to them,” I said. “Let's get everyone fed then move out. I don’t know what they are planning, but if they want to wait, then we don’t want to wait,” I said.
Dris turned and looked at me. After a minute he smiled. “I’ll make
sure everyone is ready to move as soon as possible.”
The big man grabbed a bottle of water and some jerky on his way out. We continued to eat. As Lycans we had ridiculously fast metabolisms and required a lot of calories. The four of us put away enough junk food to feed ten people.
After eating, I went to the window. From the third floor I got a much better view of the underground compound. The area we occupied was a large block of housing and storage. Across the elevator was a motor pool with hundreds of various vehicles including helicopters.
To my left and right were more clusters of buildings I couldn’t discern the purpose for.
“Why would they build all this?” Andrea asked as she stepped up next to me.
“I have no idea. It seems like overkill. Let’s go. I’m tired of being on the defensive. It’s time to fuck shit up.”
We met Dris on the second floor and waited while the pack vacated the apartments. Andrea and I lead the pack to the ground floor and out into the cavern. Before we went anywhere, there was some business to deal with.
“Hey, Dris, can you keep a lookout?”
“Um, sure, but why?”
Instead of responding, I looked at him with no emotion showing on my face. Dris nodded and moved away. Then I turned my attention to the rest of the pack.
“Juan Carlos, would you mind coming over here?”
The short Hispanic stepped away from the crowd with a smug smile on his face. As a werewolf he probably recognized this for what it was. That was fine.
“I can’t help but feel you think you could do better than me,” I said.
“That about sums it up.” He cracked his knuckles. “You going to take your lumps and step aside?” He asked.
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
Juan Carlos shifted. Somehow he missed the irony of using the power I gave him to try to usurp me.
I jumped back as he dashed forward swinging his claws. In wolf form, his fur was as black as his mustache and the height he grew to made him as tall as me. Still short for a werewolf.
He was fast, probably faster than me. And there was no doubt he was stronger than me. To beat him, I needed to take from him.
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