An Alpha's Trust

by Shannon Duane

She should have felt embarrassed but she couldn’t work up the energy. She was, however, horny as hell. This man brought out the beast in her. She turned slightly to her back and admired his nude form. Holy shit, there was a naked man in her bed, and ooh he looked delicious. His body was all hard muscle. It should have been intimidating but it was arousing as hell.

  She reached out her hand and ran the tip of a finger over his abs and up his chest. His member grew firm against her thigh. She giggled and repeated the gesture, this time stopping to place her fingers to his happy trail. She noticed his cock jerk and wondered if he could still be asleep.

  She looked to his face and saw he was fully awake, looking down at her. “Please tell me you wanna make out again.”

  Jake looked at his watch. “We have time. It’s only four and the sun’s not even up.” He looked hopeful.

  Shana became embarrassed remembering how giving he was last night. He gave her pleasure and took none for himself. She’d have to fix that problem.

  “Just don’t move, okay?” At his nod she reached down and ran a fingertip from the base of his shaft to the tip which was moist with pre-come.

  “You’re so big. And I’m kinda new at this so you’ll have to tell me if I hurt you.” She gently took the middle of his shaft in hand and moved her hand up and down.

  His eyes closed and a small moan slipped out. “More, Shana.” He had no control; it was used up last night. His hips bucked.

  Shana took that as a good sign, placing her other hand down to cup his balls. She explored him for a few minutes, finding out what he liked.

  Jake said suddenly, “I have to touch you, Shana. Can I touch you? You’re lovely in the morning.”

  “Yes, please touch me, Jake.” She longed to be brazen enough to tell him to take her, but she didn’t know how she would respond.

  He slipped her gown all the way off realizing he’d slept so well he didn’t know when she’d put it back on. He guided her to lie back to the bed and slid down between her legs. He put his face to her core, inhaled, and licked.

  “Oh my God, what are you doing?” Whatever it was, he better not stop.

  “I’ve wanted to taste you ever since we first met, Shana. You smell delicious, and taste even better.” He put his thick finger inside her, and continued to lick her slit. When she began writhing on the bed, he inserted another finger and kept on trucking.

  “Am I hurting you, Shana? Do you want me to stop?”

  “God no, you better not stop.” She flipped onto her side, reached her hand around and stroked his shaft.

  They were now lying sideways in the middle of the bed. She leaned further and licked the head of his cock. It jerked and fluid seeped out the tip. Shana and Jake both groaned.

  Jake inserted another finger in Shana, and was amazed she was stretched tight. “Are you okay?” He didn’t want to ruin this for her, but he wanted to fuck her soooo bad. Only if she was okay with it.

  “Can we give it a try, Shana? I think you’re ready.” He really wanted to thrust deep into her.

  She looked up from her task into his eyes and saw his sincerity. He wouldn’t push, or force her; he was nothing like Ryan.

  She just licked her lips and squeezed her thighs together, feeling her swollen sex. “All right, but go slow.”

  He tossed her to the head of the bed, climbed up her body and positioned himself at her entrance, and waited. He had no idea what he was waiting for but when she looked up at him, he knew.

  She eased her hips up and rubbed his sex through her juices. He groaned and pushed his tip in. She was wet, slick and ready.

  “You feel so good babe that I never want to leave you. I want you to be mine forever.”

  At his words, she screamed, “Stop!” as loud as she could, so he flung himself across the room.

  “What’s wrong? What did I do? Are you hurt?” He was worried. He didn’t mean to be aggressive with her. It must have been too soon.

  Shana was crying. “Please, just go. I don’t want to do this again.”

  He tried to approach her, to support her, but she screamed, “No, you said if I said stop, you’d stop. I’m saying stop, please go. Please, just go.”

  He wanted to fight, to rage at whatever had put that fear in her voice.

  “I’ll go Shana, to prove to you that I’d never hurt you, or make you fearful on purpose. But we’ll talk about this later. I need you. You’re my mate; my other half. I’m willing to wait, but I need to understand. I want to marry you, build a life with you and Trevor. I know you’re drawn to me as well.”

  He wanted to mark her, and force her to realize he could be everything to her, but she wasn’t ready. “We’ll talk later.” He turned and strolled from the room naked, like a proud warrior.

  He walked out of her room down the hall, and right out of the house. He ran into Conner who was in wolf form on patrol outside.

  Jake simply said, “I’m leaving. Stay and protect her, and Trevor. Call me if you need anything, or if there’s trouble.” He got into his truck and drove home. He’d have to take matters into his own hands.

  Once home, he showered and had breakfast, but felt unsettled. Who was he kidding? He was annoyed. Why did he need to prove himself? He’d never done anything bad in his life. Shana, however, didn’t know that and she must have had something happen to her that was pretty bad.

  He dried off and pulled out his laptop. He googled Shana Dunn. There were a couple of articles to sift through. He pulled up an old article about someone named Shana Dunn; her ex-lover was a stalker. It sounded like the girl was raped. The judge let him out on bail and he had found her and beaten her pretty bad; she spent a week in the hospital. He clicked on the picture link and stared into the face of his mate.

  He was furious. His mate had been stalked like prey and then raped. Several times, if the confidential reports he’d pulled were accurate.

  He wanted to rage even more when he looked at the police reports she had filed in the last five years. The fucker was sending people after her. Just last month a man named Jerry broke into her home to send her a message, from the stalker ex. According to the report, he ended up trying to take her, instead of warn her. God, he wanted to kill for her.

  When he pulled up the case file for her ex and read the trial information, he knew why she freaked. Her ex had told her that she was his, and he wouldn’t share. He’d actually said ‘mine.’

  Jake had told Shana she was his when she was in a very vulnerable position. Shit. He had hurt her, not physically, but he took her back to that place she probably never wanted to go again.

  Double shit. How was he going to fix this mess? He needed to talk to Shana.

  * * * * *

  After Jake left, she took a hot shower. She just stood there and let all of the memories of last night, and the morning, wash over her. She’d messed things up pretty bad. She felt like a crazy lady losing it like that. How was she ever going to face him again? From the way it sounded, he wasn’t going to let things go. But she really didn’t want to have to explain things to him. Maybe he would be so put off, he wouldn’t come back.

  There was nothing she could do about it now, so she stood under the spray and listened to ‘Fuckin’ Perfect’ by Pink on the radio. She sang along and understood the song’s meaning. She’d never been perfect, or even close.

  After she dried off and dressed in her scrubs, she woke Trevor to get dressed for school. She went to the kitchen and saw the coffee mugs from last night, and began to cry.

  Trevor came running down the stairs with bed head and said, “Where’d daddy go?”

  Shana’s mouth dropped open.

  “Uh, Trevor. I...I don’t understand. Who, uh, what are you talking about?” She was at a loss for words. Did she give the wrong impression to her son? No way. He was probably just hopeful for something he’d never had.

  “Oh, sorry mom. What’s for breakfast?” He was acting like nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t just rocked her world with a simple, y
et complicated, question. Daddy, indeed.

  Trevor ate silently at the table. When he was done, he got up and rinsed his bowl, putting it in the dishwasher. He then went to the back door and opened it. He poked his head out and said, “Jake,” in a small voice.

  Conner approached in wolf form and saw Trevor look to him. “Where’s Jake? I thought he was going to stay and be with us. He wanted to stay, I felt it. He loves me, and mama.”

  Before Conner could shift back, Trevor was gone. He went up and brushed his hair and teeth. Shana met him at the door and drove him to school in silence.

  When they got to school, Shana said, “I’m really sorry, Trevor. I know you want a father because the one you were given wasn’t great, but you just can’t pick the first guy, wolf, that comes along.” She felt like a piece of her heart was ripping out.

  “I like Jake. He’s a nice guy and I’d like to get to know him more. You’re just moving too fast for me.”

  Trevor just smiled and said, “I love you, ma. I know Jake is the one for us. I’ve seen it. I love him and I think he loves us. If it takes you more time to see it, then we’ll wait. I really want a daddy though so if you could hurry up, there’s a father son breakfast at school…pancakes. I’d like to take him, if it’s okay.” And then he hopped out of the car, turned, blew her a big kiss and ran into his class.

  Shana worked her shift in the ER. She was still pretty new and finding her way in a smaller ER. She was use to a larger population, but she treated many a sick child. On her lunch break, she walked down the block and boldly into the sex shop. She bought her first vibrator.

  After her shift, she went to pick Trevor up, feeling good about life. She was starting fresh.

  Trevor was in the classroom waiting for her to pick him up. He ran to her and said, “Hi mama, I played with Hector today at recess and after school his mom said she wants to have a play date. Can we play with Hector?”

  “Sure, I’d love to have Hector over; I’ll talk to his mom tomorrow.” She was glad the heaviness of the morning didn’t carry over ‘til the afternoon.

  “What are we going to do now?”

  “We need to go home and do your homework. Maybe after dinner we can get some ice cream downtown.” She had a weakness for ice cream.

  “Okay.”

  Chapter 11

  There were flowers on the front porch. It wasn’t too hard to figure out who they were from. She felt horrible. Why was he sending her flowers? She’s the one who was a freak. Great, now she felt like shit. Jake had given her the best orgasm of her life while she left him rock hard and wanting--twice.

  The card read, ‘I understand. I’m so very sorry. You’re an individual belonging to no one. I’d be lucky to be invited into your home and life. I will always have your side and never harm you. Please give me another chance. Yours, Jake.’ His cellphone number was on the back.

  Well, hell. What does a girl say to that? She brought the flowers, pink and yellow roses, into the house and put them in a vase.

  “Those are pretty flowers, ma. Who buyed them?”

  He knew darn well who had bought them. He was fishing. “Is someone coming to dinner?”

  “It’s bought, Trevor. And no one to concern yourself about, big man. Just you and me tonight.” And my raging hormones, but I’ve got something to help control those. Hehehe, take that, wolf boy.

  “Well, yeah, us and the wolves. Should we get something for them for dinner? They are probably hungry.” Big brown eyes that he had gotten from her looked up at her with hope.

  “They’re predators; I’m sure they’ll be fine. Who’s here?” She was not looking forward to seeing Jake and explaining the situation in front of Trevor, or anyone else. It was harsh to have to think about, let alone to talk about.

  Trevor got a faraway look in his eyes and she knew he may be standing in the same room, but he was far far away. A couple minutes later, he turned with a wide grin on his face. Uh oh, that didn’t look good. She was prepared for some major manipulation.

  “Hey ma, maybe I can play outside while you cook. The guys are all out there.” When had the wild animals become the guys? Geez, she was losing control very quickly.

  “What did you see?” She tried looking calm as can be.

  “Um, you know I shouldn’t tell you. Everything will work out. You worry too much, mommy.” He was setting her up for something. She felt comforted by the fact he had never been wrong and he didn’t seem upset.

  “Fine, go have fun, but please stay by the wolves.” Did she really just send her kid to play with wild animals? Yep, that’s her, parent of the year.

  She seasoned some beef and put it in the oven. She was cutting broccoli when the doorbell rang. Crap, she didn’t want company. By the flutter in her belly she knew who it was. Time to face the firing squad.

  She looked out the peep hole and saw Jake in all his glory. He was wearing a tight grey shirt with black jeans. Yummy; down girl. She had a replacement in her bed named BOB, battery operated boyfriend.

  Jake could smell her through the door and felt instant heat to all his tender bits. His body was very ready to bond.

  The door opened soundlessly. “I’m so very sorry. I didn’t realize...” Jake started.

  “Realize what, Jake? Why the card and flowers?”

  Great, now she was even more confused. He had no idea what was going on in her life, so why apologize. Unless...crap, he looked into her past. Now she felt stupid and vulnerable. Again.

  He saw the exact moment she realized her jig was up and he knew all about her. No longer did she have a confused but reassuring look on her face. She almost looked...angry. That couldn’t be right. Why would she be angry at him? Oh man, chicks. He was Alpha. They were supposed to bow to him and chase after him. Never in his life had he had to work this hard. Figures.

  She put all of her previous defenses in place to hear what so many people had told her. She would hear the law enforcement whispering behind her back that she deserved it for leading him. The others looked at her with pity. She was no longer going to be someone’s rug. She had decided to fight back, but standing in her doorway with Jake staring at her she didn’t know what she was fighting. “Well...”

  “Well what, Shana? I’m sorry you had to endure everything that you did, but in looking through the file, I couldn’t be more proud of you. You have made a life for yourself and Trevor. Plus, you’ve kept him safe all these years. I want to help, be there for you and Trevor. I want to tell you what mating is, and what you should expect. Mostly I want to tell you, I feel your strength will only benefit my pack. You don’t have to tell anyone what has happened to you, but I will not have you hiding anymore. I am the Alpha male and, if you choose to accept me after we talk, you’ll be the Alpha female.”

  All the anger and hurt she was feeling slowly drained out of her by the time his speech was done. She had never felt strong, had no idea why he would be proud of her. She had destroyed her life early on with trusting the wrong person. Dare she trust again?

  “I’m not strong enough. I’m also not an Alpha of anything. Nor am I an animal, no offense.”

  His lips turned upward in a half-smile. “You don’t have to be a wolf to be strong, Shana. All these years, with all of the attacks you’ve endured, you think you’re not strong. You fight for yourself, and Trevor, like any mother wolf would for her cub. Please give me a chance.”

  “I ran away, Jake. I don’t want to do this anymore. I want to live a normal life. I don’t want to have to look around every corner and be suspicious of everyone. I want peace.” She could feel her panic start to rise.

  “I haven’t gone out since high school. I can’t drink alcohol because I need all my focus at all times. I haven’t dated and have resigned myself to live with Trevor; he’s all I’ll ever need. I never wanted a relationship. I’m still not sure I do.”

  “You don’t have to decide right now, Shana. I know we’d be perfect together, but I won’t force you. As I’ve said, my pack wi
ll keep you safe. Even if you’re not ready, we’ll care for and watch over you. One day maybe you’ll come to me.” He hoped it was soon because the look she was giving him shot straight to his groin. Like he could be her salvation. He wanted to carry her to her room, make gentle sweet love to her and show her how a man really acted.

  “Would you like to stay for dinner? After I put Trevor down we can talk about...stuff.” She turned away without waiting for his answer. She knew he wasn’t going anywhere.

  Chapter 12

  She looked out the kitchen window and saw Trevor riding a big brown wolf, almost as big as Jake. She knew it was Grant. She didn’t know how she knew, but she was aware of all of the wolves. She knew her son was safe.

  Trevor came pounding into the kitchen. “I got to ride a wolfie, mommy.” She had never seen so much joy on his face.

  Using her sternest voice, she said, “Go wash up now, it’s time for dinner and we have a guest.” She looked to Jake.

  “I’ll come along, little buddy. I’ve got to wash up too.” They raced to the bathroom laughing as she set the table. How had she become so uptight? She thought her and Trevor had a good life, but she couldn’t remember ever hearing such happiness from her own child. Was she pushing her fears and anxiety off on him? Bloody hell.

  “Mama, Jake says if I eats all my broccoli tonight, he’ll read me my bedtime story. I want the one about the lady eating a bat. Can he read that to me?”

  “Of course, big guy. I’m sure he’d love to read it, but you have to eat the broccoli. We’ll be watching you.” She made a motion with her index and middle finger like she was watching him and he giggled.

  The conversation at dinner was light. Mostly, Trevor telling them about his day, and what the kids in his class were up to. He had always been very social. Shana thought he might have trouble adjusting to school and the move, but he was doing fine. She was the one in an emotional pitfall.

  They were done eating and Trevor got up to take his bath with Jake following. Suddenly, Jake took a sniff and said, “Tsk, tsk, Trevor. I guess you don’t want that story I promised.”