Fur Ever Witched (Black Paw Pack Book 2)

by Melanie James

  What a pathetic sight he must have been for anyone passing by. He leaned his head against his arm, which rested on the frame of the door. With the other hand, Lucas pounded on the door again, pleading with his mate. “Erin, open the door.” His husky voice was thick, and he gave up trying to hide the fact that his canines had extended.

  His wolf’s ears perked up when he heard Erin’s light footfalls as she padded across the room to the door. Hope was temporarily restored when the sound of the tumbler on the deadbolt disengaged.

  He held his breath, waiting for the door to open. “Erin, please. I have to see you.”

  Through the door his mate’s uncertain sigh made him want to weep. He had to fix things between them. There was no doubt that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

  She’s not going to let us in. In his mind, his wolf huffed and collapsed on the ground, pouting harder than Lucas had ever seen.

  Finally the door inched open. Lucas eyed the chain that prevented the door from opening further.

  Ha! Like that squirrel collar could keep us out. His wolf’s sarcastic comment brought a smile to his lips.

  “Lucas, I don’t think this is a good idea.”

  “You’re right, it’s probably a horrible idea, but I needed to see you.” Maybe a little reverse psychology would help him win his case.

  Erin sighed again. “You’ve seen me. You can go now.”

  Hating the fact that she wanted him to go, he gave it one last shot.

  “Please let me in.”

  Erin leaned her head against the doorframe, mimicking his pose. “Lucas, it was just a dream. I’m not ready to complete the mating ceremony.”

  Lucas sucked in a deep breath. Her scent filled his nostrils. He could smell her arousal. She might not be ready for a mating ceremony but she was ready for him.

  “Who said anything about a mating ceremony?” He watched as her tongue flicked out and ran the length of her bottom lip.

  What he wouldn’t give to kiss those lips right here and now.

  Erin lifted her head and gave him a once-over. “What are you thinking about?”

  “Kissing those lips.”

  “I told you, I’m not ready to be your mate.”

  “Good, because I don’t want to have a mating ceremony with you…tonight.”

  Lucas wanted to jump for joy when he saw Erin reaching for the tiny chain that kept them apart.

  “Just one kiss. And I swear if you so much as try to complete the mating ceremony, I will kill you in your sleep.”

  Her threat shouldn’t have made his cock harder, but it did. It proved that she couldn’t deny him any more than he could her. Their mating instinct fueled the already smoldering fire. It was something he counted on.

  Barely keeping a rein on his patience, Lucas waited as Erin slowly pulled the door open and stepped back, letting him enter.

  Kicking the door closed with his heel, he was ready to get down to business. Gods, how he wanted to touch every inch of her. He would take his time and relish tasting every part of her curvy succulent body, even if it killed him.

  No sooner had the deadbolt clicked in place—sending a reminder that she trusted him enough to let him enter her apartment—than Erin pushed him against the door, with more force than he would have ever expected.

  Astonishment poured through him as she took charge, pulling his head down to meet hers. Her hands circled the back of his neck, sending shivers through his spine.

  Her lips scorched his on impact. The kiss was nothing short of liquid fire pulsing through his veins, straight to his cock. Lucas grabbed at her hair, pulling her head back to deepen the kiss, taking what he wanted. Erin’s moans filled his mouth.

  Through her flimsy tank top her nipples pebbled, pressing against his chest, begging for his attention. How could he deny her unspoken request?

  Lucas lowered one hand, sweeping it slowly across her chest. When her moans picked up the pace, so did he. Pulling away from the kiss for a moment, he pulled at the hem of her top. “I want to feel more of your skin against mine.”

  Her glowing dark eyes met his demand. Erin surprised him once again by tearing his t-shirt open and pushing it from his body.

  Sweet Freyja, could my mate be any fucking hotter if she tried?

  “What are you waiting for?” Erin’s teasing tone assured Lucas they were on the same page. It took very little to remove her top in the same fashion as she had discarded his.

  His lips were on her hardened nipples in a flash, sucking each tip into his mouth before letting go and repeating the motion on the other.

  A smile spread across his face as Erin watched intently while he squeezed and sucked on her breasts. Those glowing eyes of hers called to his wolf.

  Her fingers caressed his head and shoulders. Her nails danced over his back—lightly at first, then with more pressure.

  Watching her head fall back in pleasure was worth the pain of her nails sinking into his skin.

  “I need more, Lucas.”

  He took that as his cue, sweeping her off her feet like the dream she’d had, meeting her needy stare. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

  “I want to feel you inside of me, Lucas.”

  Her words were sure and steady, causing Lucas’ heart to race. There was no denying it was what he wanted to hear; he just hadn’t expected her to come around so quickly. Not that he was about to complain. His mate was finally giving in!

  His lips crashed against hers. Erin grasped at his hair trying to pull him closer. He briskly made his way to her bedroom, just like her dream had foretold.

  He placed her gently on the bed, and kissed a path from the valley of her luscious breasts down to her bellybutton. With both hands he tugged on the sides of her yoga pants, swiftly pulling them from her body.

  Lucas sat back and admired the beauty before him. There was no question in his mind that his mate was smoking hot, with generous curves in all the right places. He most definitely appreciated her more-than-a-mouthful breasts and her wider than average hips.

  His mate’s body was a vision right out of his wildest fucking fantasy, and he couldn’t wait to devour every motherhumping inch of her.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Erin had no idea what the fuck had gotten into her, but she liked it. Never had she been so damn aggressive with a man, let alone her mate.

  But the way she saw it, she might as well break him in the right way. She was tired of tiptoeing around her wants and needs. What did she have to lose by throwing it all out on the table from the get-go?

  This way he couldn’t complain about her being a freak later if he loved it now. If she scared him off, well—there was no way he was destined to be her mate, and she’d take that shit up with the Alpha if need be.

  The thought crossed her mind: marching into Rafe’s office, demanding he break the mating bond because she and Lucas weren’t compatible in the sack. She’d be the laughingstock of the pack, but whatever.

  The first swipe of her mate’s tongue across her thigh pulled her from her twisted thoughts. His teeth grazed her skin, sending heat directly to her core.

  “Oh yeah!” Erin had the feeling being with Lucas would be a whole new experience. Her former boyfriends had been what she considered safe. Not the Alpha-male type like Lucas.

  She was so sick of lying there, wishing for more to happen, but never voicing her opinion. All she wanted now was a good, hard fuck. One that would blow her damn mind and make it feel like he was still pounding her pussy for days to come.

  “I think my mate likes it a little rough,” Lucas teased.

  “I think you’re right, and I’m out of patience.” Erin sat up on her elbows, watching her mate’s every move.

  Lucas swept his tongue over her folds and up to her clit, sucking it into his mouth.

  “God, that’s so fucking hot. I love watching you do that.”

  “Yeah? And how about this?”

  Her head rolled back when he sucked her clit even
harder. Waves of need crashed over her. Her hips bucked against his face as she grasped at the comforter.

  “Lucas, please.” Erin begged for release.

  He slid two fingers deep inside of her, stretching her pussy and sending her flying over the edge. She would swear later, and in private, that the force of that first orgasm had knocked her spirit from her body.

  Her limbs trembled as cascade after cascade of pleasure rippled over her. She screamed his name, begging him to fuck her. Only when the climax began to slow did she notice that he had risen above her and positioned himself to enter her.

  She watched as he stroked his cock, his hand sliding up his impressive length, squeezing the head, and sliding back down to his balls.

  “Do you want to feel me inside of you?” His voice was filled with lust and huskier than she had ever heard it.

  “Please.” More than anything, she needed to feel her mate. His oral skills were off the fucking charts, and now she needed the rest. She was greedy like that.

  Erin opened her legs wider, inviting him in. A little modesty may have been good for her in the past, but she was beyond that with Lucas. It wasn’t like he was a stranger. She’d crushed on this man for years. Plus, he’d apparently had front row seats to her never-ending erotic dream featuring him.

  Slowly, he teased her with the tip of his cock, covering it in her sweet juices. She moaned impatiently with each deliberate stroke.

  “Lucas, please.”

  “Patience, baby. I’ll make you come harder than you ever have.”

  “You better.” Erin’s skin felt tight, her nerve endings working overtime with each new sensation she experienced with Lucas.

  Without warning, his teasing halted and he pushed deep inside of her, filling her up.

  “Oh God, yes!”

  He gave her a moment, maybe two, to adjust to his size. Leaning in, she gasped at the sight of his glowing emerald eyes. His jaw twitched as he inched closer to her face, slanting his lips over hers.

  With slow, rhythmic motions, he began pumping his hips. She felt him sliding out of her then slowly back in, giving her every damn inch. Her inner muscles contracted around his width, squeezing him with each stroke.

  She wanted to tell him how good it felt, but no words were forthcoming. No matter how hard she tried, her brain refused to do anything but participate in the seemingly endless pleasure he provided.

  If he wanted to know whether or not she liked it, he’d have to try and decipher her moans and grunts.

  His hands were everywhere at once. Caressing her breasts, hips, and ass as he pulled her legs around his back, lifting her off the bed into an upright position, laying her back down again and sucking her nipples into his mouth.

  Her mate paid attention to every part of her body, ignoring not a single inch of her. She nearly lost her mind when he picked up the pace and began pumping faster in and out of her, his cock slamming into her pussy. As he had promised in her erotic dream, she screamed his name repeatedly, unused to having her pussy pounded with such skill.

  Stars danced in her vision as orgasm after orgasm crashed over her. Just as one subsided, another began. Her breaths were nothing more than gasps, muffled by kiss after kiss.

  The pleasure at times was so intense, Erin wondered if she was still trapped in an erotic dream.

  Disappointment coursed through her when Lucas slowed his movements, until he gently rolled over, pulling her on top of him.

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’m nowhere near done with you. I want you to show me what you need.”

  “You sure about that?” Erin slowly lifted her hips up, then gently came back down, teasing her mate. With him fully seated deep inside her, she circled her pelvis, grinding his cock deeper and deeper.

  “I love the way you feel inside me—so thick and hard.” Erin sped up her movements, wanting to come while she rode him.

  “That’s it, baby. I want to watch you get off like this.”

  Lucas sat up and grabbed her hips, guiding her motions as she fucked him harder. She tossed her head back as his lips latched on to her nipple.

  Heat pooled in her belly, and for the first time tonight her canines lengthened. “Don’t you dare!” she silently warned her wolf.

  Her wolf backed down—or so Erin thought. But before she knew what the fuck was happening, her fangs had sunk deep into Lucas’ neck. Her mate’s blood washed over her tongue. One swallow was all it took to propel her to the heavens, forgetting for a moment that she had just taken Lucas as her mate.

  A sharp pain in her neck jolted Erin back to earth. She tried to protest, but the minute their wolves connected, all the pair could do was hold on for the ride.

  Lucas was the first to break away, and horror flashed across his face.

  Why does he look like he’s just witnessed a mass murder? The question flitted through her mind. She tried to comprehend why he would be disturbed. He was the one on her ass about completing the mating ceremony, right? So, what was the deal?

  Granted, it wasn’t what she’d wanted tonight, but clearly her wolf had other ideas and had taken matters into her own paws.

  “You’re a fucking witch?”

  Fear spread through Erin’s body at Lucas’ mental intrusion. She had let her guard down, not even considering the fact that if they completed the mating ceremony, she would have to block the mating bond. “Lucas, I can explain. It’s not what you think.”

  How could the Fates curse me with a witch for a mate? All witches need to die! There isn’t a single one of them that can be trusted. His volley of angry thoughts flooded her mind.

  Tears streamed down her face. Erin reached out to run her fingers over his arm, wanting to find a way to reassure him that she was the same girl she had always been. Being part witch made no difference.

  Lucas jumped from the bed, recoiling far away from her touch.

  “Now I see why you were adamant about not wanting a mate. Funny thing, I always thought it was me who wasn’t good enough for you.”

  Feeling self-conscious, like she’d just been stripped bare, Erin stood to face his accusations. Grabbing the sheet from the bed, she quickly wrapped herself in it, desperately needing to feel less exposed.

  “Lucas, it’s not like that. You were always good enough. I’ve been struggling with who I am since the day I learned I was part witch, and even more so since you told me what happened to your family.”

  “You could have told me then! Instead of letting me pour my fucking heart out to you. You could have said, ‘Oh hey, by the way, it was my fucking kin who killed your family,’” Lucas shouted.

  “I had nothing to do with the death of your family. If you weren’t so damn stubborn, you would see that it wasn’t me or my parents who killed your family—or anyone else for that matter. I save lives, Lucas, and so does my mom.”

  Lucas glanced down at her glowing fingertips. “‘Save lives,’ huh? That kind of looks like the same evil majik that was used to kill my family.”

  Erin glanced down at her hands. There was no denying what or who she was. She’d tried for years, but it all came back to bite her on the ass.

  One thing was for certain, she wasn’t about to beg a man to stay with her.

  “You need to leave.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Gus stared wide-eyed at the mess before him. He’d seen his fair share of hellholes before, but none quite as bad as Twisted Tail. How the rogue pack had managed to stay off of the Council’s radar for so long was beyond him. In all his years on the Council, he’d never heard of such a thing happening, and it made him wonder if there were other packs like Twisted Tail out there.

  The twenty-man team of enforcers he’d brought along to help stabilize and rebuild Twisted Tail was nowhere near enough. He pulled his cellphone from his pocket and hit the speed dial number for the only man he knew who would be able to handle a situation of this caliber: Calder Lorenson.

  “Hey, old man. To what do I owe the honor?”

  G
us smiled at the expected greeting. “Calder, still a smartass, I see.”

  “You know me. I aim to please, and wouldn’t think of disappointing you.”

  Gus missed the lighthearted banter with Calder. He’d spent years mentoring him on the Council until Calder had left the Council to return to his pack when his father, the Alpha of the Wicked Claw pack, died. As the Alpha’s third son, Calder would likely never lead the pack because the line of succession was clear-cut. But Gus knew something the rest of Calder’s family didn’t: The boy was born to lead. Calder’s wolf would make a stronger Alpha than either of his brothers’. Yet he never considered challenging either of them. Unity and harmony within the family was more important to Calder than who the pack called their leader.

  “It warms my heart to hear that you’re still worried about pleasing your old mentor. I have something I need your help with.”

  “Should I be worried about what you have up your sleeve?” For the first time, Gus could hear concern in Calder’s voice.

  “Let’s just say it’s time for you to realize your full potential as an Alpha. Pack your bags and meet me at Rafe’s house tomorrow morning. I’ll fill you in on all the details then.”

  “Could you be any more cryptic, old man?”

  “Of course. Get some rest, boy. You’re going to need it. I’ll see you in the morning.”

  Gus disconnected the call and stepped out of his SUV, motioning for his crew to join him in the abandoned town square. He had no idea how the wolves at Twisted Tail would react to a visit from the Council, but he was about to find out.

  The lawlessness that had plagued Twisted Tail over the years was evident by the condition of the rundown buildings. He could only imagine the horrors the wolves here had been through. It was time for the Council to step in and see to it the people were taken care of. One thing was for certain: The disorder and chaos that had been a hallmark of Griffin’s rule would not be allowed to continue.

  “I want everyone on guard until we have a better sense of the situation and not only what we’re dealing with, but also whom. I know Black Paw took care of the majority of the former Alpha’s enforcers when they attacked Black Paw, but no one knows how many remain. We’ll go with the standard detention protocol for any aggressive wolves. I want to avoid unnecessary bloodshed at all costs.”