“That’s enough Sampson.” A powerful, authoritative voice washed over clearing.
“You know full well I honor a request for asylum. Let the lady up, I believe she is already fully aware of your displeasure.”
With a final growl Sampson moved off of her, exposing her naked body to the chilly night air. Luna shivered as she stared at the alpha’s bare feet. She could feel his eyes on her body. Luna didn’t dare look up at his face. She didn’t want any of the pack to think she was making a show of dominance.
She watched as McKenzie slid a pair of jeans on over his bare feet.
“Come inside, she-cat. You can explain to me why you came all this way, into the heart of my territory, without my permission.”
Luna took the hand that the alpha extended, and allowed him to pull her to her feet. For the first time, Luna looked into the face of the man she had pinned all her hopes upon. The rumors she’d heard of his good looks had not been exaggerations. Rodney McKenzie was the epitome of everything a powerful Were male ought to be: well-muscled, with chiseled features and deep expressive eyes. Authority rolled off of him in waves.
Refusing to be intimidated by him, Luna rolled back her shoulders and tilted her head up. McKenzie quirked a half smile at her show of spirit and turning, walked into the cabin. She followed the alpha into the house, walking as regally as an ancient queen.
Once they were inside, the alpha threw Luna an old t-shirt, which she snatched out of the air. Not surprisingly, the shirt smelled of him. How like an alpha, Luna thought to herself, to make a claim on a newcomer with his scent. She smoothly pulled on the t-shirt, which fell to her mid-thigh. She ran a hand through her ebony hair, trying to bring it back to some semblance of order. Nudity never bothered her, but messiness certainly did. McKenzie watched her ministrations with a look of bland amusement as he sat down on a leather armchair.
“Would you like a brush, she-cat?” He asked chuckling.
“No, I’m fine, Alpha.” She said and dropping her hand from her hair, sniffed daintily.
A few members of the pack had filed in to the cabin after them. They were probably the most senior ranking, Luna thought, judging by their postures. While there were two women in the small group, Luna noted with relief that neither of them took a position next to McKenzie. That meant the pack still had no alpha female. Her information had been correct. Luna waited patiently, until all the pack members had settled around the room, arranging themselves informally around their leader.
“My name is Luna Winter; I am a daughter of the line of Nubia.”
The alpha’s eyebrow rose in surprise, and from somewhere in the room, one of his subordinates gave an appreciative whistle. Luna had known that would get their attention. The line of Nubia was one of the eldest, rarest, and most coveted Were blood lines in existence. They had been named after an Egyptian goddess of knowledge, whom they were all descended from through a matriarchal line. To the best of her knowledge, Luna and her sister Lelani were the last two remaining Nubia females in North America capable of bearing young. Ultimately, that was the cause of their problem.
“I have come to you ask for your help, Alpha. My sister has been taken against her will. I need your aid, and that of your pack, to rescue her. In exchange for your assistance…”
Luna took a breath to steady her nerves, and started again.
“In exchange for your assistance, I will submit myself to you, and bear your young.”
For a moment the room was utterly silent from shock, and then every pack member was speaking at once. Luna let the noise wash over her. She was only interested in Rodney McKenzie’s reaction. He remained silent, watching her speculatively in his turn.
Finally, the other werewolves simmered down.
“This is crazy, Rodney.” The man who sat nearest McKenzie snorted indignantly. “How do we know this feline is telling us the truth? Can she prove any of what she says?”
“Sampson has a point, she-cat.” The alpha said to her coolly. “Can you prove to us you are who you claim to be?”
Luna nodded brusquely. She had expected her claims to be met with some disbelief. She walked over to Sampson, and grasped his meaty wrist in one elegant hand. Closing her eyes, Luna allowed her ancestral power to take over. Her mind was filled with knowledge of the man whose wrist she held. She filtered through all of the information for some memory she could use, something a stranger would never know.
“When you were eight, you were on a little league baseball team, you played in the outfield. Late in the ninth inning, you made a running catch for a fly ball. You tripped over a gopher hole and broke your right ankle. However, you still managed to catch the ball, and won the game for your team. You refused to let your father take you to the hospital until you had gotten celebratory ice cream with your team. You had chocolate with strawberry sauce.”
Sampson swore quietly. “I regret my hasty words lady. Rodney, I withdraw my objections.”
Luna let go of Sampson’s wrist and opened her eyes. The room was spinning around her, using her power in this manner was always draining. Having to use it on a Were was even worse. She took a hesitant step towards McKenzie, but her shaky legs couldn’t carry her. In an instant, Luna found herself wrapped in the Alpha’s powerful arms.
“The rest of you may leave. Luna and I have much to discuss.”
The statement was clearly not a suggestion. The rest of the werewolves quickly filed out of the cabin, and soon the two were alone. McKenzie carefully placed Luna on his couch, and then drew a warm blanket over her. Then he knelt in front of her, so that their heads were even.
“Why are you here, Luna?” The werewolf asked her quietly. “I realize you need help, but why come to me, specifically? You don’t even know me.”
Closing her eyes, so she wouldn’t have to watch his head spin around her, Luna answered. “You are the alpha of a powerful pack. You have the resources I need to help my sister. My contacts tell me you are an honorable man, once you give your word, you don’t go back on a promise.”
She paused for a moment and then continued. “Plus you are unmated- you have no young, though pack dynamics will soon require you to have them. I need a sire for my children. I will not allow my lineage to die off.”
She opened her eyes and stared into his eyes. “I cannot allow my line to die off. Please, Alpha McKenzie, help me.”
*****
“Call me Rodney.” He told her.
Closing her eyes again, Luna sighed and nodded her head.
“Does that mean you are going to help me, Rodney?” she asked him quietly.
Instead of answering her, he asked her another question. “Who has your sister?”
Luna told him.
“Jem Teberith declared fuitina and took her last night from our house in town.”
“The son of James Teberith, leader of the Crimson Claw?” he asked quietly.
Luna nodded in confirmation, and then sitting up, explained what had happened.
“Lelani met him at a local bar. Rumors had been floating around about who we were. Jem got Lelani drunk, and she accidentally showed him what she was. Our power is harder to control when we aren’t sober. A woman of Nubia was too large of a temptation for him. He knew he couldn’t take me, so he waited until I was out hunting. Then he and a few of his cronies broke into our house and took Lelani while she was sleeping. He left me a note telling me that he had taken her as his bride, and warned me if I tried anything, his father would return for me.” She shook her head.
“No wonder you came to me.” Rodney snorted. “James owes me big, and Jem should know better than to try to kidnap a bride this close to my territory. It should take him most of a day to get her back to the Claw’s land. More if she fights him, and he won’t claim her until his father sanctions the match.”
The werewolf sighed. “You are right though, a mate with that sort of power is hard to turn down or give up. He won’t let her go, unless I can lay down a lot of pressure.”
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sp; “Pressure you can’t exert on our behalf, unless Lelani is considered under pack law to be family.” Luna confirmed.
“If you take me as your mate, then Lelani is your sister-in-law. She falls under your protection. James Teberith won’t risk war between the two packs for one woman, especially when she is being held against her will.”
Luna continued. “I realize that a lion may not seem like an ideal mate for an alpha werewolf. If you just give me a chance…”
Rodney cut her off. “You’ve made your point, Luna. You’re right, the best way to save your sister is to extend Steel Fang’s protection to her as my sister-in-law. You’re also correct that I need to take a mate. Sampson and the others have been bothering me about it for months now. I’m not sure a lioness is what they had in mind… but as I said, a woman of Nubia is hard to turn down. If this is what you want, then I swear I will do as you ask. I will take you as my mate, and then make certain your sister is returned safely. Come with me.”
He held out his hand to her, and Luna took it. Silently, Rodney led her out of the living room and down the short hall to his bedroom. Luna’s heart was pounding wildly in her chest. He didn’t stop until they were standing in front of his bed.
“You are certain this is what you want?” He asked her. Luna nodded her head, and to make certain he understood, brushed her lips against his. She heard Rodney rumble deep in his throat as her innate magic brushed over him.
Pressing her tightly against him, Rodney deepened the kiss. Luna relaxed, letting her power flow through her. Rather than trying to forcibly pick out information, she let the Nubia tell her what to do to please him. This was what the power was intended for, what made a woman of her lineage so valued as a mate. She would become his perfect lover, molding her actions and reactions to his needs. In turn she received his passion back through her magical link to him.
He tried to walk away, but she held him back by the arm. Their chests met and he felt like dying. This was empowering to him.
She looked him directly in the eyes, all that shyness was gone. She wondered why she never felt like this with anyone before. She was always shy around men and now she understood why she was still single for a long time. She was not letting him go; this was the chance she was waiting for. She moved seductively closer to him. He was trembling as she moved closer to him. He held her by the waist and kissed her lightly on the lips. She tried to hide her fears so he could not see it. He smiled as he looked at her. She leaned on the chair as he removed her clothes.
“I want to give you something you are not used to first and then give you, what you are used to later.”
“Bring it on,” Luna said with confidence.
“Now that you’ve made it this far, why don’t you enjoy yourself,” Luna said as she touched the tip of his cock.
There were rooms partitioned inside. She didn’t want to see what his house looked like.
He moved closer to her as she stood up. He kissed her gently from the neck down to her breasts.
She threw her head back and began to moan as his tongue twirled over her nipples. One hand massaged her breasts while his mouth sucked and his tongue danced on her nipples. She felt the heat build between her thighs as he played like a maestro.
She reclined on her elbows and surrendered herself to his appetite. His tongue licked from her breast to stomach. His hands roamed, she couldn’t help but squeal with childish laughter.
“Sounds like you are having a blast.” she heard him mumble, his face buried in her abdomen. Gentle warmth began to creep across her body. The heat was excellent as she stretched, and then spread her legs while slightly arching her spine. A faint aroma came from her moist vagina.
“Ooh yeah,” she moaned. She felt his hand go between her legs; she laid back on the chair in anticipation. She felt like someone could walk in on them and that aroused her more. She never expected this to happen. The door was unlocked. She heard the squeak of the door hinges, someone was watching them. Melody watched as she undressed herself.
“Is this okay?” Luna asked.
“We have to enjoy ourselves.” He answered. Luna wiggled her fingers to invite Melody.
Melody pushed Luna to the wall. She looked at her eyes silently asking for permission and let her tongue find her lips.
As their bodies started to contort and hands explored flesh, Luna’s eyes caught the outline of Rodney’s dick bulging through the tight jeans. She traced the lines of the fabric in her mind and imagined what it would feel like when it was finally inside her.
He sat there watching their show and a devious grin began to form on his face. Luna looked up to meet his eyes and smiled back. He walked behind them, his hands first found Melody’s ass. His firm squeeze brought her back to her senses. Rodney’s lips ravenously dug into the crease of Melody’s neck, causing her to cry out. Luna’s damp lips met Melody’s and her hands fumbled for the buttons of her coat. Melody was naked underneath. Luna slid her finger into her moist pussy and felt it hungrily clench her. Each time she would push inside just a little deeper and harder, her thumb would graze her swollen clit. She began to buck against her hand, pushing her deeper and deeper inside her.
Melody began to moan as she finger-fucked her. Deliciously she was as she licked her fingertip and relished the sweet juices. Rodney led them to the bed. Clothes were scattered across the room. Rodney was fully erect. His dick looked yummy and beautiful. He watched them admire him. Luna pulled Melody and they both began to lick and suck him. They took turns alternating him in their mouths letting him relish the sensations of two different tongues.
She would hard shaft lick up and down his while Melody licked his balls. One finger slowly found his ass, Luna slowly worked it in. He became more and more engorged as she took the tip of his penis in her mouth. His pelvis bucked furiously against her face. He pulled himself away and pushed Melody down on the mattress.
Luna climbed between Melody’s open legs and began to lick her clit. She cried out as Luna buried her face further between her thighs, she felt her juice moisten her lips and chin. She continued to trace the sweet path between her clit and her asshole as Rodney stroked his hungry cock.
Luna suddenly felt him climb onto the bed behind her. Without warning, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and shoved that huge beautiful dick deep inside her pussy. It shot waves through her entire body and took her a second to catch her breath as his thrusts increased in speed. Each time he would force it into her, it pushed her tongue further and further into Melody’s juicy pussy. His primal grunts mixed with Melody’s sweet sighs every time her tongue entered her. She wanted to cum all over his dick, she wanted to taste her and feel him.
He slammed into her tight hole over and over, she could feel him stiffen and beginning to throb. She finger-fucked her ass in sync with the thrusts until she felt the first waves of orgasm wash through her body. She cried out, she was dripping wet. Her pussy constricted around him. The man could fuck for hours, she thought. He let her ride his cock until the last pulses rushed through her body, then he slowly pulled out. He grabbed her arms, pulling her to an upright position and laid her on the bed next to Melody. He positioned his dick over their upper bodies and began to stroke himself. They watched his hand slide up and down the shaft, until he was ready to explode. With one final movement, he came, spraying his hot sticky cum all over their mouths and tits. She licked it from Melody’s breast as one final shot landed upon her greedy tongue.
*****
Lelani stared at the angry werewolf from her safe perch high in a pine tree. For the last half hour, Gideon had been sitting in the snow at the base of the pine. He was growling and yipping at her to come down from her perch and return home with him. Lelani daintily licked a paw. She pretended to be unconcerned by all the noise her bodyguard was making. Annoying Gideon was Lelani’s latest joy in life. After all, she hadn’t asked to be part of a werewolf pack, or to be given a bodyguard.
A few weeks ago, Lelani had been abducted from her home b
y Jem Teberith, a werewolf who had been intent on forcing her to become his mate. Her sister, Luna, had saved her from Jem by becoming the mate of a rival pack’s alpha male. She knew her sister was coming for her. Jem Teberinth made sure that she was treated nicely and even assigned a bodyguard for her, Lelani however, chafed under the werewolf lifestyle. An unmated Nubian lion was not meant to live in a pack.
“Damn it Lelani! Get your furry rear out of that tree, or I am coming up there after you! Again!”
Apparently, Gideon had gotten tired of waiting for her to come down on her own. He stood shivering in the snow, nude as the day he was born. Lelani took a good long look. She had to admit, Gideon was a fine looking man. She always considered it a good day when she could force the handsome werewolf to change back out of his werewolf form, and face him down naked.
Deciding she had played hard to get long enough, Lelani stood up, stretched, and jumped down from the tree. She didn’t want to have a repeat of her last hunt. Lelani had been forced to pluck pine slivers from Gideon’s legs, while Jem lectured her about not mistreating her bodyguard. Landing next to the well-muscled man, Lelani gave him a playful head butt.
“Knock it off she-cat. I’m hungry, cold, and it is time to head home.”
The striking man turned back into a werewolf, huge and grizzled grey with light yellow green eyes. Lelani gave his muzzle a quick lick, and then leapt away as he play-snapped at her.
Lelani turned and began making her way back towards the cabin the pack had given her to call home. She wondered how Gideon felt about having to share living accommodations with a woman he wasn’t sleeping with.
Despite all the teasing and trouble she gave him, Lelani felt sorry for the handsome werewolf. It couldn’t be easy on him. She had seen him stealing glances at other werewolves when they went out together, or finished their night curled up next to each other in the midst of the pack. Clearly he wanted to take a mate himself. Yet most of the female wolves in the pack were already mated, or too intimidated by the Alpha’s second to consider approaching him. Not to mention he was now stuck following her around. Maybe there was something she could do to help him.
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