Against his chest, Bonnie snuggled close, her fingers twining through his fur as he loped through the trees. When at last he found the caves he had been looking for, he was almost dead on his feet.
Stiffly, he set his mate down on the ground, and she stood on her own two legs. One small hand alighted against his hairy shoulder, and she kept it there as they squeezed into the cave. She seemed to want to touch him all over, and in the small, cramped space she undressed and laid her clothes on the stone floor, making herself a bed before pulling him down with her and wrapping his arms around her. Slowly the cave filled with their mingled body heat, and they drifted off, slipping away from the light of the rising sun.
Chapter Eight
Bonnie woke up, groggily, gradually, to Four's furry chest at her back, his huge handlike paws gently working her breasts, the rough pads scraping over her nipples, and she sighed with pleasure as hot moisture flooded between her legs. Her tongue in her mouth was whole, healed. Another mystery stacking on top of mysteries, but, right here, right now, supremely unimportant in light of other things. Arching her back, she pressed her ass into Four's growing erection, and he grumbled and shifted his hips, positioning himself against her.
Their coupling was tender this time, gentle and sweet. He spooned her as his enormous cock slid easily inside her slick passage, stroking her from the inside out, and she pressed her thighs together, letting the slight friction over her clit tease her with promises of pleasures to be had.
Together they rode the ebb and flow of need for a while. Bonnie drifted dreamily while he worked her body, and his hands roamed her, here, there, everywhere, so huge it that after a while it seemed like the entire surface of her skin had been lightly abraded more than once by the rough pads of his palms. The discomfort ran up against the divine sweetness of his cock moving between her thighs, the fur at the base of his thick member growing damp and clumped with their combined juices. She felt it brushing against her ass, leaving a wet patch on her skin, and she sighed happily.
The sound seemed to encourage him. Behind her, Four panted faster, his breath hot over her throat, and her skin rippled with shivery delight. Bonnie let her head fall to the side, inviting him to do what he would with her.
She started slightly when she felt his teeth close around the muscle between her throat and shoulder, but he didn't break the skin. He merely held her fast, immobilizing her while he fucked her, his powerful arms snaking around her and holding her own arms in place.
It should have frightened her to be at the mercy of this beast, but she felt only security and contentment—and desire. While they laid together, the world fell away from her. The worries about the future, the regrets of the past—none of it seemed to matter. Bonnie closed her eyes and let her monstrous mate stroke her into heaven with his body, and this time when she came it was swift and silent, and he groaned his release as he pumped his seed deep into her belly, reclaiming her for his own.
They lay there together in silence after it was over, listening to each other breathe while Bonnie smiled at the feel of his cock swelling inside her, and then subsiding again until it was flaccid and slipped from her pussy. She turned in Four's arms and buried her face in his furred chest. She was almost asleep again when he spoke.
"You helped me," he rumbled. He sounded startled, and Bonnie had to laugh at that.
"Well, I couldn't let them get you, could I?" she asked him.
"But you are human." His speech was smoother now. Perhaps his guess was right, and she was turning him back into a man, albeit a little slower than he might like. She sort of hoped not. She liked his beastly body, though she couldn't quite bring herself to say so, not when he wanted so badly to become a man again. "Why side with me?"
"I'm your mate, aren't I?" Obviously that wasn't the whole story, but she didn't feel like going into it.
"Yes, but..." He trailed off. "I think... think humans think different. No. Remember. Remember humans think different."
Bonnie opened her eyes and pulled back so she could look him in the face. He was gazing somewhere far away.
"What do you mean, remember?" she asked.
"Memories," he said. "Coming back. I think."
Despite herself, Bonnie felt a little stab of excitement. "Really?" she asked eagerly. "What else do you remember?" Now that her old life was gone, she needed something to concentrate on, other than fucking. Naturally since seeing Four in action, the question had been in the back of her mind: what, exactly, was he?
"Not much," he said, sounding rueful. "Foggy. Unclear. Mostly only know capture."
Bonnie tried not to make a frustrated noise. "What can you tell me about your captors? Anything?"
"Doctors," he said. "Study me, and my brothers."
"There's more of you?"
His ear flattened against his head and she realized she'd offended him in some way. "Of course," he said. "Pack. Family. I think."
"You don't know?"
He huffed. "Four others. Also captive. Experiments."
Four more of these beasts? "Do they also have mates?" she asked him.
"Don't know."
She twisted her mouth. "Do you know what you are? Did they mutate your genes somehow? Try to make you werewolves and only succeeded partway?"
He huffed again. "Don't know." He was getting frustrated, trying to remember, but she was burning with curiosity.
Fine. Only one more question. "Do you know why my blood... helped you?" Turned you into a shining beast, stronger than any monster, more beautiful than any man?
Again he shook his head. "Mate?" he hazarded.
"That's your answer for everything," Bonnie told him.
He made his coughing laugh and dipped his head, his nose coming to rest on the swell of her breasts as his hands moved over her back and down to her ass, cupping her hips against his. "Good answer," he said. "Noun and verb. Does lots of work."
Bonnie laughed back, surprised. He was becoming more lucid.
"We probably have to start moving soon," she said as he nuzzled her.
"Not too soon," he said, then drew back and looked down at her, cocking his head, as though trying to figure something out. "Mate... you sad?"
Bonnie sucked air through her teeth. It was hard hiding things from someone with a supernatural sense of smell. "A little," she told him. "I have a family. I had a lot of plans for my life. I... sort of put them all on hold to help you escape."
His eyes softened, and she saw he understood. "Return one day," he told her. "I will help." The earnestness of his words made her heart ring, like a bell struck.
"Thank you," she said, and laid her head against his chest. To her surprise, she heard his heart beating. It thrummed against her ear, strong and sure.
“Rest,” he rumbled at her. “Find food soon.”
“Good,” she yawned. “I'm starving.” Even as she said it, her stomach growled, but she was so tired all of a sudden. The sun still shone at the mouth of the cave, so they had a ways to go before the dark came. Might as well make use of it. Taking stock, she was hungry and cold, had lost her friends and family and her future to a great uncertain void, and was on the run from the men in black. But then again, she also had a beautiful, powerful wolfman dedicated to her protection, fueled by her blood, and obsessed with fucking her brains out.
So. It wasn't all bad.
She buried her head in Four's shoulder and was asleep again in seconds.
*
Four watched his mate sleep.
He knew she wasn't entirely convinced. He knew she still had questions. Well, he had questions, too, but if she would stick by him, he knew he could find the answers. Perhaps he could even free his brothers from their captivity, and together they could remember their lives before imprisonment.
Perhaps they would take their revenge, shut down the labs, find others like them. Reveal their existence to the world. With her help, the help of a human on their side, he knew they could convince people. They wouldn't have to be confin
ed, studied, tortured. They could live freely.
Perhaps one day, he would become a man again.
Yes. He would like that.
And then, when all that was done, he would settle down with his mate. His perfect mate, who completed him, and he completed her.
And he would spend the rest of his life proving it to her.
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