Wolf Snatched: A Dark BBW Shifter Romance (The Dark Ridge Wolves Book 1)

by Marissa Farrar

  Slowly, he raised the candy to his mouth. At first she thought he was going to eat it himself, just to tease her, but then he put it between his teeth—straight, perfect, white teeth. Placing his hands either side of the seat of her chair, he leaned forward, bringing the chocolate to her mouth with his.

  Alyssa twisted her face from him, pulling away the best she could, even though the smell of both him and the chocolate had woven itself into some crazy scent that was playing havoc with her senses. Had her body ever felt so alive? Her skin tingled with the proximity of his body heat, her heart racing, her breath shallow in her chest. Her mouth had flooded with saliva, and deep down, between her legs, a low heat had settled and was beginning to spread.

  Lifting his hand from one side of the chair, he gripped her jaw and forced her face back to his. She stared at him, furious, but he held her eye. He leaned in again, pressing the now softening chocolate to her lips. The chocolate smeared its sweetness against her mouth, causing her lips to part, and he pushed closer, forcing the candy against her tongue, and his lips against hers.

  Alyssa wasn’t going to let him get away with it that easily. Snapping out with her teeth, she bit him on the full lower lip he’d been tantalizing her with. She tasted blood mixing with the sweetness of the chocolate.

  “Ah!” he exclaimed, pulling away from her slightly. He stared at her, anger mixing with lust, and the next thing she knew, his lips were pressed hard against hers, the hand that had been clutching her jaw now looping around the back of her head, knotting into her hair and forcing her mouth to his. His other hand—the one that had been pressed onto the seat of the chair—moved to the top of her leg, gripping hard. His thumb dug into the flesh of her inner thigh, so close to the apex. She wanted to fight him, tell him to fuck off and leave her alone, but his tongue pushed into her mouth, lacing with the taste of blood and chocolate, and teasing the tip of her own tongue. No one had kissed her like this, ever, and she found her body responding to him, kissing him back so their tongues danced. Her hips and breasts pushed upward, as though searching for contact, demanding a release she’d never experienced. The heat between her thighs was now a raging fire, and a moan escaped her lips.

  He broke away, leaving her panting, a look of victory in his eyes.

  “I knew I was right. You want me.”

  Still she fought against what her body desired. He’d awoken a deep yearning inside her, and started something she desperately wanted him to finish. She was so conscious of how her legs were spread from having her ankles tied to the chair legs, and how his kiss had caused her to grow wet between her thighs, so her panties molded to every dip and fold of her. With mortification, she realized she could smell the musky fragrance of her arousal.

  “No, you’re wrong,” she said, trying to ignore her traitorous body. “You forced me to kiss you.”

  “Ah, but you admit you kissed me. I wasn’t wrong about you, Alyssa. You’re my mate, and I plan to take you as such.”

  She shook her head in panic. “If you do that, I’ll never be able to go back to my pack. No other wolf will want me. I’ll be an outcast.”

  “Again, I ask you, is that really the worst that can happen?”

  “I have my family in the pack, my brothers. They’ll miss me, and I’ll miss them.”

  “What about your parents?”

  A wave of sadness swamped over her, and she clutched at it, hoping it would drown the desire Callum had awoken in her. “Both dead,” she said.

  He bit his lower lip. “I’m so sorry.”

  “It was a long time ago. My brothers, and my pack, have all raised me, which is why they’re so important to me.”

  “But you’re an adult now, Alyssa. You know it, and your alpha knows it. If you don’t want to be mated to him and spend the rest of your life as nothing more than a mistress to a man twice your age, with his mate, the female alpha, treating you like dirt, I’m the only chance you’ve got.”

  Chapter Seven

  Callum watched her lick a smear of chocolate from her full lips, which now appeared even fuller, swollen and plump, after they’d shared the kiss.

  Wow, she had fire in her, and even though she must know he spoke the truth, she was still going to fight him every step of the way.

  “I have other options,” she said. “Certainly better ones than some guy who snatched me off the side of the road.”

  Damn, she was a stubborn one. He’d never met someone who was capable of actually lying to themselves.

  “You felt what there is between us,” he said. “I know you did.”

  “I felt nothing,” she replied, twisting her face from him. “You’re a kidnapper who forces himself on women. You leave me cold.”

  He resisted the urge to growl at her and shove his hand between her thighs, and push his fingers inside her. The musky scent of her cream drifted up to his sensitive nostrils, and he knew she couldn’t fool her body, even if she was trying to fool her brain. But though he was desperate to give her the release her body ached for so badly, he swore he wouldn’t do it until she submitted to him.

  He’d known she would fight him. Of course she would. She’d spent eighteen years conditioned to the way she should think by her pack. Why would a few hours, or even days, in his company make her think any differently? Only he knew differently. Despite all their conditioning to behave like a pack, there was one urge that ran stronger, more deeply, and that was to find a mate. He’d found his mate. He knew it the first moment he’d scented her. All he had to do was convince her he was right.

  “I don’t force myself on women,” he said, reaching out to touch her jaw and realign her gaze with his. She jerked her chin away, but still their eyes met, her gaze burning. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever done this to.”

  “Is that supposed to make me feel special?” she snapped.

  “It should. You are special. I know you felt what I did. I made you feel things no man has ever made you feel.”

  “Yeah, disgust and revulsion!”

  “That’s bullshit, and you know it. You want this. The way you kissed me wasn’t the kiss of some sweet girl who doesn’t want my hands on her body. When are you going to admit it to yourself, Alyssa?”

  She was trembling now.

  He continued. “Are you going to allow yourself to be repressed by your pack for the rest of your life? You’ll never get to experience this again—this intense desire I know is rolling through your body. If you go back to your pack and your alpha mates with you, that will be it. You’ll spend the rest of your life with his stumpy body and probably stumpy little cock pounding you while you lie there wishing you’d made a different choice.”

  To his horror, a tear spilled from her eye and rolled down her creamy cheek. Damn. He’d never been any good with a crying woman.

  “I don’t have any choice!” she cried.

  “Yes,” he said, slamming his hand back down on the seat of the chair beside her thigh. “Yes, you do. You choose me.”

  “Choose you? I don’t even know you.”

  “Perhaps our physical selves have only just met, but your wolf instincts know me. Our blood and hormones are speaking to each other without us even being conscious of it, telling us this is the person we are supposed to mate with.”

  “You’re crazy” she said, though her voice was weaker, a little less self-assured.

  He was wearing her down, but he didn’t just want her to give in. He wanted her to choose him with every fiber of her soul. He wanted her to believe there was no other future for her than the one he was offering.

  “You think I’m just going to agree to run away with you?” she said.

  He reached out and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Not run, but leave with me. We can start our own pack. You’ll make an amazing alpha female, I know you will.”

  She sniffed. “You don’t know anything about me.”

  “I know enough.”

  “So I’m supposed to choose between a man who abducts women and an a
lpha I hate? How fucked up is my life?”

  “I’m not a man who abducts women,” he growled. “I already told you that.”

  “Yeah, just me. I remember. How lucky I am.”

  He exhaled a sigh of exasperation. He needed her to forget about the expectations her pack had put on her, and listen to herself for a change.

  “I want you to do something,” he said. “I want you to go inside yourself and find your wolf. Forget about what’s happening right here, and focus on the most primitive instinct inside of you—to mate and reproduce. Ask that instinct what is right.”

  She lifted her dark eyes to his and for the first time he saw softness and something else—hope.

  “Reproduce? You want to have children?”

  “I told you. I want to start a new pack, a fresh start, our own wolf-pups.”

  “You do?”

  “Yes, once we’ve had the chance to get to know each other and find a place we can call home. Now, just close your eyes.”

  Incredibly, this time she did as he asked, her eyelids slipping shut. He reached out and placed his hand on her naked leg. She jerked slightly at the contact, but didn’t open her eyes. He needed to take her back to her most primal state, to make her understand what her body was trying to tell her.

  Softly, he stroked the inside of her thigh, each caress taking his fingers closer and closer to where her panties clung to her folds.

  Alyssa let out a whimper and squirmed in the chair.

  He leaned in and kissed her again, gentle but commanding. She didn’t bite him this time, but instead parted her lips, her tongue sneaking out eagerly to find his. She might be saying she didn’t want him, but her body language told him otherwise.

  He broke the kiss, but didn’t pull away from her, instead speaking softly so his words whispered against her lips. “My hand is moving higher, and it will continue to move higher until I reach your panties. Then I will pull them to one side and slip my fingers into the hot wetness I know is waiting for me. I’m going to make you feel so good you’re going to want to cry, but if at any moment you tell me to stop, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

  He kissed her again and she moaned against his tongue.

  Just as he’d promised, he moved his hand higher. Even though she was bound, she slid down on the chair, pushing down on him in her eagerness, and his hand slipped higher. Now his fingers were barely an inch from her pussy, and she still hadn’t told him no. Taking the risk, he grazed his fingertips over the top of her panties, applying gentle pressure to her mound below. Alyssa let out a groan and wriggled even lower, lifting her gorgeous round bottom from the seat.

  That was all the answer he needed.

  He pushed his fingers against the outside of her underwear, directly above her clit, and the moan became a cry, her head tilting back to expose the creamy, smooth skin of her throat. He loved the idea of pushing the material inside her, to finger her still with the thin layer between them, as though it somehow both protected her and defiled her. But more than that, he wanted to feel her hot, wet channel clamp around his digits. He knew she would be tight. Maybe one of her pack members had fingered her before, or perhaps she’d played with herself, but she’d never had anything larger pushed inside her.

  His cock grew painfully hard inside his jeans. Fuck, he wanted her so badly. What would she do if he pulled out his massive dick and fed its length between her plump, beautiful lips? Still bound to the chair, with her hands behind her back, would she take him into her mouth and be a natural, allowing him to fuck her face? Or would she gag and choke, drool running down her chin, and her eyes bulging?

  How he longed to see that happen. It took every ounce of self control he had to stop himself acting out the fantasy.

  Chapter Eight

  The material of her panties was pushed to one side and Alyssa’s eyes flew open.

  Callum stared at her with such intensity she thought she might wither in his gaze. She didn’t know what he was thinking. She could imagine, only her brain didn’t seem to be functioning at the moment. He was right. Her body did want him with every single cell and there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop herself reacting to him.

  His fingers made contact with the soft, wet skin of her pussy, stroking up and down her slit. She let out a whine and pushed down on his hand, wanting more. Her breath left her body in frantic gasps, and, behind her back, she curled her fingers together, wishing she could touch him. She wished she could lace her fingers in that soft, dark hair and pull his face in for another kiss.

  The stroking of his fingers made her squirm in the chair, but then he changed the angle of his hand and his index finger moved past her inner folds and penetrated her. Alyssa gave a gasp of shock. Though she’d touched herself often enough, no one else had ever been inside her. Her channel clamped down on his finger, her muscles tightening.

  He continued to look at her in that intense way, his teeth digging into the fullness of his lower lip. Using his other hand, he pushed the thin material of her skirt higher up her thighs, so she was utterly exposed, and then he lowered his face to her lap.

  “Oh!”

  His hot, wet tongue made contact with her clit, and her hips bucked involuntarily, forcing herself deeper onto his finger. She couldn’t believe he was licking her there. She’d read about such things, and knew it happened, but she hadn’t expected him to do so. How she tasted worried her, but Callum didn’t seem to mind. If anything, from the moan he gave which vibrated against her little bundle of nerves, he was enjoying himself.

  He began a slow rhythm, slipping his finger in and out as he continued to lick her. The tension that had been residing at her core since he’d first cupped her pussy when he’d carried her into the barn steadily began to mount. She’d never experienced anything like it before, her nipples tightening to sensitized peaks which grazed against the cotton of her bra. The pleasurable pressure spread, causing the muscles in her stomach and thighs to tighten. She didn’t want to not be able to take in the sight of Callum between her thighs, but involuntarily her eyes squeezed shut and her head fell back. Her breath came in short gasps, and a high pitched ‘ah’ burst from her lips. The sound embarrassed her, but she was too far gone to prevent it happening again. Callum’s momentum built, forcing her arousal higher and higher. She was right on the brink, her toes curling, and she simultaneously fought to reach her peak, while not wanting to bring this feeling to an end. She wished again that her hands weren’t bound, so she could lace her fingers in his hair and force his mouth harder onto her. She wanted him to consume every last piece of her until she was nothing more than a puddle on the ground.

  But just as she thought she’d reached the point of no return, he pulled away, his mouth from her clit, his finger from her pussy.

  “What are you doing?” she moaned.

  “Not yet,” he said. “Remember, I want you begging for it.”

  He’d left her hovering on the brink, desperate for release. She tried to press her thighs together, to create the pressure she needed, but her ankles tied to the chair legs didn’t allow her enough movement. Arching her back, she attempted to grind herself against the seat of the chair, but the angle was nowhere near right.

  “Finish what you started, you bastard,” she cried.

  He stood back, brought his fingers to his lips, and, never breaking eye-contact, slipped the digit into his mouth and sucked off her cream.

  She watched him, panting, her pussy clenching against a memory of penetration. She’d never needed anything like this before. It was like an intense hunger or thirst, a physical need that had to be sated, or she was sure she’d lose her mind.

  “This is fucking torture,” she spat. Her gaze drifted to the large bulge in Callum’s jeans, at the way it ran across his thigh. Did that mean he wasn’t wearing any underwear? Was his cock only a mere zipper away?

  Infuriatingly, he gave a laugh. “Remember what I said, Alyssa? How I would only take you if you were begging for it.”
His head tilted to one side. “So, is this you begging?”

  She scowled at him. “No. I’m not begging you for anything. You’re just a god-damned tease.”

  He gave a shrug. “Very well.”

  And with that he turned around and walked out of the barn, letting the big door fall shut behind him.

  Chapter Nine

  Alyssa’s shouts followed him out into the bright sunshine.

  Callum hadn’t wanted to leave her like that, but he had to be strong. This was as much for her future as it was his. Yes, she might have enjoyed what he’d just done to her, but that wasn’t enough yet. Her bond to her pack was still very much intact, and if he let her go there was a good chance she’d run back to them.

  He would give her time to cool down, to take her back to her base rate, and then he would go back in and build her up again. He’d do this as many times as it took for her to accept him as hers.

  The rest of her pack would be starting to get concerned about her whereabouts by now. The car would almost certainly have been found with the blown tire. Would whoever found it think the occupant was in trouble, or would they just assume the person had gone for help? Would the car be registered to Alyssa’s alpha or someone else in the pack, and so the authorities would know who to contact to find out what happened?

  Something moved in the forest to his right. The barn was located in the middle of nowhere, only miles of trees, streams, and bushes for as far as the eye could see. He assumed it must have belonged to a logging company at some point, but obviously wasn’t profitable, so they’d given up and moved on. Piles of unclaimed logs still lay around the cleared area, rugs of green moss, and alien-looking fungi covering the rough bark.

  A crack came again, causing his head to jerk toward the sound. He held his breath, listening hard. His nostrils flared, trying to catch the scent of whatever had made the noise. Had it been large? By the sound of the crack, he’d thought it had been. These forests were filled with smaller prey, he often hunted them on the full moon, but there were deer and even bear as well.