by Loc Glin
“Not so much anymore. But if I stay, I’ll have to find some work.”
“There’s a hospital in Truckee. That’s not too far.”
“That’s good to know.”
“Milo and I want you to stay. We know you are meant for us.”
“What about Sven?”
“Somehow we’ll have to get him to agree. It won’t work unless the pack is in agreement.”
“The pack?”
He stopped. “You don’t know that you are a shifter?”
“I’m a what?”
“A shifter. You can change into a wolf.”
“I’m a werewolf?” She gasped. She was appalled.
“Not a werewolf, a shifter, there’s a big difference.” He looked heavenward. “Why don’t people get the difference?”
“I thought I imagined that I saw you change from a wolf.”
“It wasn’t your imagination.”
“Apparently not.”
“You’ve never shifted?” He tsked his tongue. “Now that was a stupid question.”
“Never. How does it happen?” She turned her head and looked at him.
“That’s hard to say. It’s different for everybody. For some it starts early in childhood. For others, like you, it’s a dormant ability. Various things can trigger it. Stress, strong emotions like anger and fear. And let us not forget the full moon. Something in our nature just wants to howl at that moon.” He chuckled.
She laughed. “You howl at other things, too.”
“It’s not the same if you’re not a wolf.”
“Then why did you howl after sex earlier?”
“Because we felt good and because we could. We don’t have to hide that part of us from you.”
“But I didn’t know about you then.” Her brows wrinkled.
“Some part of you must have, because it didn’t freak you out.”
“No, it didn’t. I thought it was kind of cute.” She smiled.
“See.” He returned that smile.
She laughed again.
“Be careful up ahead. The path gets narrow and the trail gets steep. Sometimes it drops off quickly to the side.”
They hiked on in a comfortable silence.
“What’s that down there?” Carolyn pointed at a splash of color barely visible through the trees and undergrowth.
“It may be Sven. He must have slipped. The leaves can be tricky. How did you see him?”
Carolyn started down the slope. “I don’t know I sort of smelled him. I didn’t really see him.”
“Carolyn, wait here,” Jacob ordered.
“He needs help. I’m a nurse.” She continued to move down the slope.
“You could get hurt.”
“He is hurt.” She paused and gave Jacob a look that would brook no nonsense.
“Just like my mother,” he mumbled.
“I’ll bet she was a wonderful woman. And you wouldn’t be able to stop her, either.” Her hands went to her hips.
“You’re right.”
“Then what are we waiting for?” She was once again on the move.
“Just be careful,” he chided.
She was kneeling at Sven’s side scant seconds later. She touched her fingers to his neck to check for a pulse. She put her palm on his forehead, and she lifted his closed eyelid with her thumb. “He’s alive,” she said, relieved.
“He’s unconscious,” Jacob said, kneeling.
“It looks like he hit his head.” She touched Sven’s head without moving it, feeling for blood. “I can’t find any blood.” She released Sven’s head and moved back.
Sven moaned and opened his eyes.
“He’s coming to,” Jacob said.
Sven looked at Jacob. “What happened?”
“You fell or slipped. I don’t know. What do you remember?” Jacob asked.
“One moment I was walking. The next I was sliding down the embankment. Then everything sort of went blank.”
“You passed out. You may have a concussion,” Carolyn said.
Sven turned his head quickly and winced. “What’s she doing here?”
Carolyn flattened her lips. “So you’re going to be that kind of patient.”
“Carolyn’s a nurse,” Jacob explained.
“I didn’t find any broken bones,” she said.
“That’s a relief,” Jacob said.
“I could have told you that,” Sven said sourly.
“Are you up to walking?” Jacob asked.
“I’m fine. A little bit of a headache, that’s all.” He raised himself to a sitting position. He touched the side of his head. “Pretty big bump,” he said.
Carolyn gently moved her fingers under his. “Just sit for a minute before you get up.”
Sven frowned. It seemed he didn’t like taking orders. He closed his eyes and sighed. It didn’t look like he was in pain.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said roughly.
“I’m just trying to help.”
“Then you can leave us alone.”
“Sven,” Jacob admonished.
“All right, I’ll be civil,” Sven snarled. “Help me up.”
Sven clasped Jacob’s extended hand. Jacob pulled Sven to his feet. One step later, Sven crumbled in pain.
“He may have a sprained ankle. I don’t think it’s broken,” Carolyn said.
“It’s not broken,” he growled.
“How do you know?” Jacob asked.
“I’ve had broken bones before. This isn’t broken.”
“Can you put any weight on it?” she asked.
Sven tried to stand on both feet. “Damn, that hurts,” he said, flinching.
“Lean on my shoulder.” Jacob pulled Sven’s arm over his shoulder. “We’ll get you back to the cabin.”
Chapter 9
Sven had just about as much as he could take. The guys were breaking his balls about being clumsy. They teased him about spending a lot of time with Carolyn. The woman treated him like an invalid. Two days he’d been stuck in this cabin with her while the guys went on their rounds. Today he was getting out of this God damned bed whether she liked it or not.
He could barely stand it anymore. Her scent filled each breath, torturing him. She moved around the cabin efficiently and gracefully. She was a delight to watch. She was pleasing to his eyes. He liked her body and her face. She wasn’t beautiful, nor was she overly endowed. She was just perfect. It was becoming difficult to control his desire for her. Heaven help him, he wanted her. There was no doubt in his mind about that. His body reacted to her slightest touch. The tension between them was thick as molasses and just as sweet.
His feet touched the floor just as the soft tapping warned of the door opening.
“And just where do you think you’re going?” Her tone was accusing, that of someone accustomed to chastising errant patients.
“I’m getting up. I can’t stand lying around anymore.” He thought he sounded whiney like a spoiled child.
“So you’re feeling better and you’re bored?” She closed the door behind her.
There was something in the inflection of her voice that warned him he was missing something. He studied her for a moment trying to figure out what it was. It eluded him. So he pushed on. “Yes,” he said, locking onto her eyes, his challenge in the air.
A smile played on her lips. “Good.”
Not the answer he was expecting. He was expecting the mother hen to argue. “Good?” He felt his eyebrows rise, expressing his surprise.
“Oh, yes. I’m quite bored myself. Now that you’re feeling better, I can give in to these unruly urges I’ve been battling.”
“What urges?”
She sauntered across the room and stood in front of him. Her hips swayed in a provocative manner. No longer was she the efficient caretaker. The nurse persona was replaced by a seductress. She wore Jacob’s face on her sweatshirt as if it were a trophy, bragging of her conquest. It wasn’t Jacob, he knew that, but
it could have been.
“I’m feeling quite warm.” She stepped between his legs. Her face was just above his head.
Her close proximity heated his blood. He’d had trouble controlling his second head for the last two days. Now it was impossible. Something about her had changed.
She lifted the sweatshirt over her head and dropped it to the floor. “That’s a little better,” she said. He felt her breath through his short hair.
He swallowed hard. Her bare breasts were budding in front of him. Without a word he stood, thinking to flee before he did something he would be sorry for. She stayed her ground. She didn’t move, not even an inch. His bare chest was touching her now. His body almost knocked her over. In a reflex motion he grabbed her arms to steady her.
“How considerate of you boys to sleep nude or in your briefs.” She slipped her thumbs under the waistband of his underpants and slipped the briefs over his hips, releasing his manhood. She pushed them down, lowering them to the floor. The side of her face brushed his dick. “That’s nice,” she said. “Now step out of these,” she ordered.
He obeyed without thinking.
She tossed the underwear aside. She rose, sliding her hand over his balls and across his cock. Her hand continued its way to his chest. She flattened her palm in the middle of his sternum. “You’re not going anywhere,” she said as she pushed him back onto the bed.
He was caught off guard. That and the fact that his ankle still pained him had him sitting on the bed rather quickly. He blinked and felt that he must have that dazed, deer-in-the-headlights expression on his face. He certainly felt that way. “Why are you doing this?” he asked. He was struggling for control of his rioting emotions.
“Apparently I’m in heat.” She shrugged. “I want you. I know you don’t want me. But I can see your body does.” She made a point of looking at his crotch. “You don’t have to take me into the pack. Just fuck me. I’m in heat. I need you.”
My body wants you, and I want you. It just can’t be. “I can’t do that.”
“Why? I won’t expect a lifetime commitment. It will be just sex.” She shrugged and sighed. “I don’t understand why I am so drawn to you. You certainly aren’t the nicest man I’ve ever met.”
He smiled at that. He hadn’t been very nice. His cock was throbbing. He hadn’t had sex in quite some time. He just hadn’t needed that release, at least not until she came. He needed it now, and he needed it badly. “I want to fuck you. I’ve wanted to fuck you since the first moment we met. You make something in me scream for life. You’ve stirred up emotions and yearnings that I’ve buried. It’s been a long time. I’ve been fighting it.” He’d said too much, but it was too late. He couldn’t take the words back now.
“Don’t fight it anymore. Give in to it. Tell me how you want to fuck me. Show me how you want to fuck me.”
“You’re going to do as I say?”
“I have it on good authority that it works best that way. I’ll put my two cents in, and together we will enjoy the afternoon.”
“Ah, some afternoon delight. It sounds fascinating.” He smiled.
She piled a few pillows by the headboard. “Lean against these and make yourself comfortable. I’m going to sit on your face so you can lick my pussy, and I’m going to suck your cock.”
“I thought you were going to do as I say?”
“I will. But I want to taste you first, and I’d like my pussy licked.”
He moved and leaned against the pillows. She got on the bed. She straddled him with her back facing him. She lifted her ass and worked it toward his face. Her scent enveloped him. He breathed in. His cock became rock-hard, straining for attention. She wrapped her fingers around it and lowered her mouth over it. Her hot lips and her moist tongue made him forget any reservations he had. She made slurping sounds as she sucked. He wanted this. He would enjoy this short time together. He moaned and leaned his face into her cunt. He spread her lips open. He looked at the shiny flesh before he tasted her. His tongue slid over her dark pink lips, and then he explored her core. He moved his tongue to her clit. She whimpered and sucked him more deeply. He took her ass in his hands. He caressed and squeezed those soft cheeks. His tongue teased the little sensitive tip of her clit. It began to harden. She began to moan and suck his cock with avid interest. He found that elusive nub and took it between his lips. He sucked on it and lashed it with his tongue. Her hips began to move. He inserted his finger into her hot depths and explored its recesses. “Do you like that?”
She nodded. She moaned and sucked his cock. Her tongue teased the tip and swirled around its length.
“Sit on me,” he ordered.
She released his cock, sucking deep breaths into her lungs. She was consumed with her excitement. She scrambled to turn around.
“No, stay facing that direction I want to see your ass.”
She straddled him once again. She had a nice back and a beautiful ass. She lifted up and positioned his cock between her legs. She spread her legs wider as she lowered herself onto his shaft. She moaned as her hot, wet pussy slid over his throbbing dick. She lifted her body and tightened her cunt as she did so. She squeezed his length while she pumped him.
She was so tight and hot. She was so wet. The noises she made drove him insane. He put his hands on her ass. He stretched his fingers and rubbed them up her back as far as he could go. He lowered them down again and rested his palms on her hips. He wanted to put his thumb up her ass. He moved his hand and slid his thumb over the puckered flesh of her anus. She lifted her ass. It seemed that she wanted it, too. He pressed lightly. She pumped faster. She wanted it. He knew he wouldn’t last if he pressed his thumb inside the inviting opening. He was going to have trouble lasting now as it was. Her heated movements were pushing him over the edge.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
She lifted her body from him and moved to his side. Her breathing was heavy. She leaned over and licked his balls. “They taste salty,” she said.
“That’s your juice.” He ran his hand from her head to her shoulder, down her back and over her ass. “Your body is perfect,” he breathed.
She encased his cock with a tender touch. “Do you think so?” she asked. She seemed anxious.
“I do indeed. You can see what it does to me. The proof is in your hands.”
She smiled at that. “So it is.” She looked at him. “How do you want to fuck me next?”
“First I want you to sit on me so I can see your face. Then I want you on your hands and knees so I can fuck you from behind.”
She straddled his hips. She slipped his cock into her cunt in a heated rush. He grabbed her hips. He began to pull her down as he thrust his hips upward. She was matching his movements. God, she was hot. He could feel her begin to quiver. “That’s it. Come, Carolyn.” Her body shuddered as she reached her peak. Her face changed from its plain beauty into a siren of mystical legends. Her shuddered agony was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
Her hands were on his chest. She was heaving to gain her breath. She looked into his eyes. “That was amazing,” she said with a devilish grin. “What else do you have in store for me?” She pinched his nipples and leaned forward to suck on his neck. She bit the tender skin, and pulled it into her mouth between her teeth. Her tongue danced over the imprisoned flesh.
“You will pay for that, you little nymph,” he threatened.
“How? Show me.” Her enthusiasm was heartening.
“You may not like this,” he warned.
“Let me be the judge of that,” she challenged.
“Get on your hands and knees.” He slid off the bed so she could position herself. Her tits dangled under her body. He leaned forward to caress them. “They feel so good in my hands.”
“Your hands turn me on. Squeeze them for me.”
“You’re pretty good at asking for what you want.”
“I’ve had two really good teachers.” She moaned as he squeezed her tits.
“I see J
acob and Milo have been instructing you.”
“Yes, they have. It’s been a very pleasant experience.”
“Then I’ll have to show you a different experience.”
“You’ll have to tell me if you don’t like it. It may hurt. Promise me you’ll tell me to stop if you don’t like it.” He could see her curiosity was piqued.
She looked up at him. “I promise I will tell you if I want you to stop.”
He moved onto the bed behind her. He spread her cheeks apart with both hands. “Lean forward, Carolyn. Turn your head and put your chest on the bed.”
She moved into position. He nestled his cock between the cheeks of her ass.
“No,” she whispered.
“That isn’t what I had in mind, Carolyn.”
Relief seemed to wash over her, and she relaxed.
“I want you to finger yourself.” She didn’t move. “Carolyn.” His tone was playfully warning.
“What?”
“Play with yourself, or suffer the consequences.”
“What consequences?”
His palm came down to gently spank her ass.
“Oh.” She jumped with surprise.
“Did that hurt?”
She took a moment before she answered. “No,” she finally said.
“I want to be able to do it again. Will you let me do it again?”
“Right now?” She seemed confused. “Why?”
“No. I want to do it when I think it will make you hotter.”
“Oh.” She hesitated. “All right,” she agreed.
“Now, finger your pussy.” Her hand moved under her body and up to her clit. “Good, girl,” he crooned. He moved his cock under her and guided it into her waiting depths.
She moaned and lifted her ass to give him better access. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
She moaned but gave no answer, save her body arching to his. His hand came down on her ass again. She jerked. “Play with yourself, Carolyn. I want this to feel good.” He could feel her fingers begin to work frantically on her clit. He started to pump.
He leaned forward and grabbed the hair at the nape of her neck. The force of his heated thrusts pressed her into the bed. He released her hair. He grabbed her hips with both of his hands.
