Shifter: Stefan's Mark

by Jaden Sinclair

  "No, Mike.” Stefan gasped. “Tonight, I'm going to rip your fucking throat out with my bare hands."

  Mike hit him again, laughing. “Such balls for an animal in a fucking cage.” He squatted down, cocking his head to one side. “After tonight, you will be the one who dies."

  Again, Stefan gasped for breath and fought to stand. “Learn our history instead of wasting your fucking time trying to make me change, Mike. I have mated with her. She is mine, and it isn't going to be that easy to kill me, you prick.” This time when Mike swung the pipe at him, Stefan took hold of it and broke it through the bars. “I'm going to rip your fucking throat out with my bare hands tonight and watch you die,” Stefan snarled with so much hate, Mike saw him shake from it.

  "I will enjoy watching you try."

  * * * *

  Sidney watched the sun set from the window of her prison. The slow ticking of the minutes that passed were torture. She was scared. Scared of seeing her father again, of what he might say, as well as what he had planned to do to Stefan this time. Sidney thought about what Stefan had told her might happen once the moon was full. She was starting to get an idea of what he would become tonight, if all he said was true, but Mike didn't seem to care. She thought about telling him to watch his back but didn't bother, why should she after all he was putting her through now. He wouldn't listen. When he brought her some food Mike just claimed that he could take care of himself, and that Sidney shouldn't worry about Stefan touching her again. That Josh would take very good care of her. In her heart, Sidney craved Stefan's touch. She couldn't fight that fact any more. When she'd seen him in that cage, the helpless sadness combined with her anger told her that she didn't want to live without him. Just thinking about him and his hands on her body caused her pussy to flood with wetness.

  Sidney almost moaned at the memory of his hands on her backside, the heat of his breath, the hard contours of his body against her own. All of it, all of the memories had her aching for him.

  "Did the clothes not fit?"

  Sidney gave a startled little jump. Believing Mike would not be back, she allowed herself to get lost in her memories. She tamped down her fear and met his gaze.

  "Those clothes were not appropriate for me to wear in front of the likes of you.” Sidney moved as far from him as she could. She fumbled with the knot of her robe, tightening it as much as she could.

  "You have always trusted me. Why do you suddenly think I would hurt you?” He spoke softly, but there was a hint of hurt in his voice, of disbelief that she had such little trust in him.

  "Mike, please, listen to me."

  "I don't want to hear anything about him."

  Sidney felt her anger surface. She stood there, looking at the man who had all the respect and attention from her father. The kind of man Conner Martin would have wanted for a son. “Fine,” she said in a tight voice. “If you don't want to listen to reason, that is your choice, but know this, Mike. Tonight is a full moon. Handle it how ever you want to."

  "Well, I guess I'm in luck. I will prove that werewolves do exist this time, and he will never be allowed near you again!"

  Sidney glared at him, trying to press herself farther away. “What are you talking about?"

  "Now, Sid, don't act all innocent with me. You don't think I can let him hang around in my basement where you could go and see him as you please.” She watched helplessly as he backed her up against a wall. “That kind of pet isn't for the house."

  "You are frightening me.” Her voice shook slightly when she spoke, but Sidney was more worried about Stefan than herself. She needed to think of something, anything that might help save him.

  "What about when he fucked you for the first time? When he took your virginity, did that scare you?” Mike became distant, almost like a man lost in his own sick thoughts. “I know you were an innocent until that thing came into your life, so don't try to act like you weren't. Your father didn't raise you to be a whore."

  Sidney stared open mouthed at him. She was shocked. The man in front of her was not the one she had come to know years ago. The Mike she remembered had been sweet and kind, this man was a monster. Mike lunged for her and grabbed her arms in a viselike grip. The bruising pressure frightened her, and she began to struggle.

  "I can forgive you for many things, Sidney, but for willingly fucking that thing, I can't,” he hissed. “Josh might be forgiving. All you have to do is tell Josh the truth that he forced you and all will be forgiven."

  Sidney saw the craziness in his eyes. “You are a monster!” Sidney screamed as she tried to pry herself away from him.

  Sidney saw the anger flash in his eyes as he lifted her by the arms and threw her in the center of the bed. “Since you have chosen to be his whore, after I kill him, you can be Josh's whore.” He spit on the floor next to the bed. “I will never let a whore be my son's wife."

  As the light of the full moon filtered through the room, a piercing howl like nothing she'd ever heard before came from the basement. The anger on Mike's face disappeared only to replaced with childish delight. Mike ran to the door and didn't look back as he threw it open and stepped into the hall. Sidney knew he hadn't forgotten her when she heard the door close and the click of the lock. Sidney ran to the door and double-checked it, and sure enough, it was locked. Panic started to set in, mixing with her fear. She knew Stefan would come for her, but wondered at what cost. What would he do to Mike in order to get her back? Sidney backed away from the door and sat back on the bed. Her hands started to shake at the thoughts that went through her. Either Mike or Stefan would die tonight. There was no other way.

  Sidney closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She focused solely on Stefan. Somehow she had to reach him, to know he was okay. "Don't worry, Sidney, I'm coming for you." Sidney opened her eyes and a tear slipped out. He was okay. Suddenly, she knew that Stefan would be okay. He was there with her.

  "Stefan,” Sidney whispered, hoping he could hear her. Sidney closed her eyes again. She could almost feel the heat of his body. She felt the sensation of hands caressing her.

  "Do you feel me?"

  Sidney opened her eyes again, but this time she could see Stefan clearly. He broke through the bars of the cage and stepped out. Sidney could hear his body begin to change. It was as if she could feel his heat begin to run through his veins.

  "No man but me will touch you!"

  * * * *

  Stefan controlled his change and turned into half man-half dog. When he was in full heat, he stood over seven feet tall, and with his mate upstairs in the same house, he was a dangerous beast. Everything looked red to him in his change. Stefan saw no other color as he looked around the basement for the best vantage point to face Mike.

  Stefan did have the advantage only because Mike expected him to be in the cage. When Stefan heard his footsteps on the stairs, he snarled, letting a deep growl out and showing his sharp teeth to the bastard when he was before him.

  "If it had been up to me, I'd have killed you years ago.” Mike spat at him.

  "It's a shame you were too pussy-whipped to do it back then,” Stefan taunted in a thick, animal-like voice, “because dipshits like you will never get second chances."

  Mike charged Stefan, and Stefan charged back. In his wolf form, Stefan wasn't thinking like a man, only like an animal that would do everything in its power to protect what belonged to him. He saw red as he swung wide for Mike, missing his head with his large, pawlike hand. Mike was able to hit Stefan hard in his side with his fist, but not hard enough to do any real damage.

  Stefan growled in frustration. He was bigger and much, much stronger, but also in this form, he was slower, and that gave Mike a slight advantage.

  "I thought you things were supposed to be tough.” Mike taunted with a cruel smile on his face. “You're just a slow, dumb fucking animal that needs to be put down."

  Stefan didn't answer him, only growled loudly. He was pissed and wanted to see blood, this man's blood, spilled on the floor.
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br />   "Yeah, that's right you stupid fucking dog!” Mike spit. “Let's see what kind of a badass you are now."

  Stefan went after him, only to be blocked by the cage between them. Mike had dashed behind him out of Stefan's reach. Stefan showed his teeth and snarled. His huge pawlike hands grabbed the bars on the cage and picked it up, making it look as if it weighed nothing. Mike's eyes got huge as Stefan hauled it over his head and threw it with all his might over Mike's head at the wall where it smashed into tiny pieces from the force.

  Mike went to run once again, but this time Stefan got a hold of him. He closed his pawlike hand around the man's throat, squeezing the air from him slowly.

  "This ... isn't ... over...” Mike gasped.

  "It is for me,” Stefan snarled. His voice was so deep even he didn't recognize it.

  Stefan squeezed hard on the windpipe before he yanked with all his might outward. As much as Stefan would have liked doing the kill the animal way, he didn't and used his hand instead of his teeth.

  Blood splattered everything, on the ground, on his chest, but Stefan only stood there breathing hard. For him, this threat to his mate was over. and the only thing left was the burning of heat running in his system. Before he let the change go back into his human form, he tossed his head back and gave a howl of victory.

  * * * *

  Sidney rubbed her hands together, then up and down her arms while she waited. She was scared. Not of what Stefan was going to do when he came up, but what was going on down there. Was he going to kill Mike? Did Mike kill Stefan? Could they live with the memory of killing? Questions to which she wasn't sure she wanted to know the answers. Hearing Stefan's howl was the answer to all of the questions. Mike was dead. Closing her eyes, Sidney could almost feel Stefan's power as well as his need for her.

  "Mine!" Stefan spoke powerfully in her head.

  A need fiercer than she'd ever experienced knocked her backward and to her knees as he once again filled her mind with images that she hadn't experienced in years.

  Mist filled the room, warm breath touched her bare neck. Sidney was naked, nipples hard, breasts swollen in need but all she could feel was his presence behind her. He didn't touch her, only let her feel a small amount of his body heat behind her. When she turned her head to look at him, the mist thickened.

  "Stefan.” She whimpered, feeling the need to be touched by him.

  "Shh,” he whispered in her ear. “Feel me. Sense my presence, Sidney. Know that no matter what, you are a part of me just as I'm a part of you."

  Sidney felt as if she couldn't catch her breath. His fingers lightly brushed her arms, and she felt as if she was going to orgasm just for that simple touch.

  "I love you, Sidney. Nothing will ever change that. You are my heart, my soul, my mate for life."

  And just as fast as the spell started, it was over. Sidney stayed on her knees, resting her forehead on the floor, breathing hard. Her body was alive and ready. She could feel her clit throb in need as well as juices from her vagina seeping out and trailed down her legs. Her body was ready for Stefan's.

  Sidney closed her eyes once she felt his hands boldly caressing every inch of her body. She responded with a passion that easily matched his. When she heard him outside the door, Sidney was panting with desire and on the brink of one of the most amazing orgasms of her life. Never before had she wanted someone so badly. She was ready to fuck.

  With a powerful crash, the door came falling to the floor. Standing there naked as the day he was born, eyes red and his cock standing tall and proud, was the man of her dreams. Sidney drank in the sight of him—every beautiful inch of him. Without a thought, she raised her hand to the knot of her robe and loosened it. The robe slipped to the floor and without any doubts, she moved toward him, ready to mate. She didn't take more than a couple of steps before she was scooped up in his powerful arms. Seconds later, she was settled on his waiting cock, sighing in bliss as he filled her standing up.

  Her desire was so intense that the second he was fully sheathed within her, Sidney exploded with a mighty orgasm. She screamed out her passion and sent Stefan over the edge. Moving to the nearest wall, he slammed her against it, took hold of her hips roughly, and began to fuck her tight pussy, fast and intense. Sidney held on, her arms and legs wrapped around Stefan, and enjoyed the feel of his cock impaling her over and over again. When Stefan explained to her what it would be like, she had never imagined she'd get this type of pleasure out of it. As he took her with more force than she thought she could bear, Sidney found that she enjoyed every delicious movement he made.

  Her orgasms hit her in waves, one right after another each more powerful then the one before. His nails digging into her flesh only heightened her pleasure.

  "God, Stefan!” Sidney panted. “Please!"

  It was as if Stefan was in an alternate universe. The beast in him had replaced the man as his red eyes glazed with passion. As suddenly as he had slammed her against the wall, he slowed and lowered her to the floor. Settling her onto her knees, he positioned himself behind her, driving his cock into her waiting pussy. The roughness of his actions so turned her on that she never wanted it to end.

  Feeling him stiffen, Sidney knew he was changing. She looked over her shoulder and saw that his eyes were glowing red and fur began, to pop out all over, covering his skin. It rubbed her sensitive skin, making the sensations of their movement that much more intense. Sidney was entranced. She needed to touch him. When she reached out and ran her hand over the soft fur, Stefan came out of his trance.

  In one swift movement, he captured her arms in one hand and pinned them above her head. Stefan placed his other hand on the back of her neck and held her down. His steady, powerful thrusting never faltered.

  "It's my pussy.” He lightly bit the back of her neck. “Tell me,” Stefan growled.

  "Yours."

  This time, he bit her harder. “Tell me it's my pussy!” His growling intensified.

  Another intense orgasm built and it brought tears to her eyes.

  "You will tell me whose pussy this is! I could go all night, but if you want to come, you will tell me!” There was nothing but pure animality in his tone as he fucked her almost brutally, grinding her knees into the floor below, making them burn as he ser her body on fire.

  "Yours!” Sidney screamed from the intense pleasure. “It's your fucking pussy!"

  Stefan released her arms and squeezed her clit as his teeth sank into the mark he had made on her. Sidney let out an ear-piercing scream as another powerful orgasm washed over her. Stefan came at the same time, growling his possession as they released their passion together. When their breathing returned to normal, Stefan let out a howl of victory.

  They both dropped to the floor, panting. Stefan was still hard, still in heat, and she still wanted more.

  "I love you, Sidney,” Stefan panted. He kissed the mark on her shoulder, licking away any pain and hissing as if in pain himself. “I think I left a bruise back here."

  Sidney moved away from him, and Stefan let her. “I have a feeling you are going to be leaving a few more before this thing is over.” She turned over on her back, smiling and breathing just as hard. “Say it again."

  Stefan smiled, eyes shining bright red. “I love you."

  "Again.” She giggled.

  Smiling, Stefan crawled over her. He kissed her belly and licked at the salty sweat of her body. “I love you,” he whispered. “Heart, body, and soul,” he purred, working his way up her body and settling between her legs.

  "And I love you, Stefan Draeger,” she whispered back, cupping his face in her hands, bringing his mouth down to her waiting lips. Their lips met in a brief kiss, breaking away to her smiling. “Now show me the fur. I want the animal."

  Stefan's eyes twinkled and he rose up on his hands over her body. His body changed, fur sprouted, covering him everywhere. “With pleasure."

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  Chapter Nine

  Sidney sat in front
of the vanity mirror in Skyler's room, freshly showered and dressed in only her bra, panties, stockings, and a cream silk robe. She was supposed to be getting ready for her big day. Instead, she was sitting there thinking about making a call, one she knew, deep down, would only break her heart.

  Again, she looked down at the cell phone Stefan had given her to call her father, after much persuading and sweet talk, he reluctantly allowed her to have it. Her hand rested next to it. The urge to call him was powerful, as was the fear of doing so.

  With shaking hands, Sidney picked the phone up and dialed the number. Eyes closed, she willed her stomach to settle as she waited.

  "Hi, Dad.” He said nothing back to her, but Sidney could hear him. She heard his breathing on the other end. “How are you?"

  "Where are you, Sidney?"

  His cold voice had her shaking, not just her hands, her whole body. How could the man do this to her after all this time? How could he make her so scared?

  "I'm safe,” she whispered.

  "Mike is dead. Did you know that?” he snarled. “Did you know your damn animal killed him in cold blood?"

  "Yes, I knew about it.” She sighed. “And he isn't an animal."

  "That animal of yours killed him,” he went on as if she hadn't said anything. “You are with a killer."

  "And what was Mike?” she charged back. “What are you?” The words came out in barely a whisper. “You would have killed Stefan in the basement years ago, just for your proof.” She closed her eyes, feeling the defeat wash over her. “Doesn't that make you no better than them?"

  "I am a human, damn it!"

  Sidney could hear the hatred in his voice, and it sickened her. This man was her father, the one who was to protect and cherish her, but all he seemed to do was break her heart.

  "Your mother is turning over in her grave right now with what you have done,” he hissed in the phone. “It is a good thing she's dead, or this surely would have killed her."