The Boy Who Came Back a Wolf

by Kara Lockharte

  But then he crooked his fingers, hitting perfection inside me.

  His mouth covered mine as I exploded.

  I stopped rocking, but he kept bouncing me on his hand, fucking my pussy with his fingers like I weighed nothing. The orgasms kept coming and mingling, crashing together. I bit his lip and then his neck and shoulder as I kept coming.

  Finally he slowed down and stopped.

  He lowered me to the ground, his fingers still in me. I steadied myself, then slumped against him. He was a wall of muscle that smelled delicious. “Even in my dreams, I never thought you would be this responsive.”

  I had never been like this with anyone else. Xavier had just destroyed me.

  “You’re an animal, Xavier,” I gasped.

  “Tell me something I don’t know.” He suddenly pulled me closer to him. I could feel his cock, massive and straining against his pants.

  He hadn’t even fucked me properly yet.

  Xavier was a predator. It was evident in every line, every movement of his hard masculine body. I touched his forearm, felt the muscle tense. He looked at me. His eyes shifted from grey to gold, and back. I could see the beast inside him, raging against the veneer of humanity, barely held in check. There would be no reasoning, no hiding, no escape from his singular intense focus.

  Me.

  My pussy clenched in anticipation. No we couldn’t, not again, not here. I stepped away, fumbling with the buttons of my jacket, covering my ruined shirt.

  “Lauryn! Where have you been?”

  I jumped what felt like a klick high. “Jana! Hi! How have you been?” I asked like an idiot.

  Jana gave me a funny look. “Are you all right?” Her mouth dropped open when Xavier stepped out of the shadows.

  “Oh!, . Hello,” she said, offering her hand.

  “Hello,” he said, his hands in his pocket. “I’d offer you my hand to shake, but I’ve got a cold and I don’t want to be spreading it around."

  I stifled a giggle. “This is Xavier. He’s an old friend.”

  Jana flicked her gaze to me, then back to him. “I see. You don’t look quite yourself. How long have you known this old friend?”

  She was being sweet. I could see her trying to make sure I wasn’t being drugged or coerced somehow.

  I gazed at Xavier. “We’ve known each other since kindergarten.”

  “I just got out of the military,” he said. “I was stationed on a high-gravity planet.”

  She looked him up and down for a moment, and then at me.

  I closed my blazer more tightly over my ruined shirt, so incredibly glad that my dark skin hid the heat in my face.

  “I can tell,” she said finally. The horn on the boat blew, signaling that it had docked.

  We walked off the boat and made our way back to the hotel. My nipples were hard as diamonds and my underwear felt so damp I was surprised I wasn’t dripping.

  Meanwhile, he and Jana were having a normal conversation about the trees of Alzar-4 like he hadn’t just been finger-fucking me out of my mind.

  We took the elevator together. It was packed with people and the slowest elevator ride in my life. We stopped at almost every floor. But as we rode it upwards, he placed his hand territorially on my ass and squeezed hard. It was all I could do to not squeal like an idiot.

  The door finally opened on Jana’s floor, which was just below mine.

  “Goodnight, Lauryn. Nice meeting you, Xavier,” she said as she left, leaving Xavier and me alone, finally.

  The moment the doors closed, he spun me around and shoved me against the wall.

  He bent his head down to my neck and licked along the hollow of my throat. It melted all my resistance. “It would be so easy to take you here and now.” He rubbed his hand on my ass, clenched the fabric of my skirt. My heart pounded within me. “All I’d have to do is pull up your skirt, and you’ll be ripe and ready.”

  The elevator doors opened onto my floor. “We’ll try sex in an elevator later,” he promised.

  Suddenly, he picked me up. “Hey!”

  He managed to hold his hand up to the print scanner. It flashed and unlocked the door to the suite. “We should always try new things. Add some spice to life.”

  My brain wasn’t functioning anymore, but something didn’t make sense.

  All at once, everything clicked. Xavier was the guy in the lobby Jana was drooling over. And he was a werewolf. He had fucking heightened senses! My face went hot from embarrassment. “You heard us in the lobby!”

  He carried me through the living room, kicking open the bedroom door.

  “Guilty as charged.” He deposited me on the bed, more gently than I expected.

  That’s how he knew to find me. He knew I was trying to avoid him. But the thought of trying to get away from him was laughable to say the least.

  Especially when he looked at me like I was a dessert to be eaten.

  He looked at me, and paused. “You’re beautiful,” he paused. “But you look exhausted.”

  He shrugged off his shirt.

  My mouth went dry.

  That shirt had been so tight, it left little to the imagination, but seeing him bare chested and towering above me made me hotter than I had even been before. His abs were cut like a ladder, dusted by a dark treasure trail.

  I wanted to lick every part of him.

  He was so tense, muscles jumped as I touched him. I loved the contrast between his white skin and my darkness. He let out a low inhuman growl, one that would scare off any person in their right mind. But, crazy woman that I am, the sound only made me want him more. I followed the treasure trail down to his pants. A massive fist closed around my wrist, making me feel strangely delicate. “You’re not making it any easier.”

  “I don’t want it to be easier.” Oh no. I did not just let that slip out.

  He gave me a savage grin, the kind a man shows when he has exactly what he wants.

  “You are a naughty, naughty girl.” His hand brushed against my neck, then downward, dipping a finger into my cleavage. I felt goosebumps all over my body.

  He leaned toward me, whispering into my ear with a lick. “I know what you want.”

  His hand hooked into the neckline of my white shirt. He yanked it down. It was already destroyed, but I still tried to hide my huge unaltered naked torso from him. He swiftly took my wrists and pinned them above my head.

  “Never hide yourself from me,” he said fiercely. Then more gently, “You are so beautiful. But you never believed me, not even when I told you so many years ago.”

  I closed my eyes, and turned away, unable to look at him, unable to deny the truth of what he was saying.

  Another yank and my black lace bra became tattered rags.

  “I love that you never went in for body mods. I like you just the way you are.” he breathed, like he was staring at some work of art. His stubble scratched my skin as he buried his face in between my breasts and inhaled. Xavier took my nipple in his mouth. He sucked hard. I gasped. A pulse of pleasure traveled down to my wet, wanting pussy. The feel of his naked torso against my bare skin shattered any remaining resistance. I bucked my hips against him, trying to feel more of him. He cupped my other breast in his hand. The calluses of his fingers scratched me deliciously as he rolled my nipple between his forefinger and thumb. He pinched, a cry escaped. Pain-charged bliss spiraled high. It wasn’t fair. I was completely exposed to anything he wanted to do with me.

  And my horny traitorous body just quivered at the thought. I breathed deeply trying not to let myself unravel so quickly, but all it did was fill me with his oaksandal scent.

  He closed his eyes as he continued rolling and pinching, sucking and licking. “I love your little animal noises of pleasure,” he said, in between suckling my tits. “They’re driving me out of my mind.” He lowered his head, licking and kissing a trail across my belly. He stabbed my navel with his tongue. I giggled. His hands moved underneath my skirt.

  “I came here, wanting to be a gentle
man, intending to take it slow, to try and court you properly, but the smell of you,” he said, tearing my skirt off with a loud rip, “and the sight of your wet dripping pussy makes me lose all control.” He lowered his head between my thighs and licked the outer lips. “You’re delicious. And I’m so hungry.”

  Another moan escaped me. My fingers threaded his dark hair. He began licking my clit in circles. I was going insane with the need to have him inside me. I arched my hips, wrapping my legs around him. “I need you, Xavier.”

  He suddenly thrust his fingers into my pussy and sucked my clit hard all at once.

  Pleasure exploded. He kept at it, devouring me like a man long starved. Pulse after pulse of incredible sensation vibrated through me. Each rapturous wave resonated. I couldn’t stop trembling, couldn’t stop moaning, couldn’t stop anything other than giving myself to him completely.

  And I still hadn’t had his cock inside me.

  “Xavier, please, have mercy.”

  He laughed and then gave me that sexy grin that made my nipples so hard and made me spasm within.

  “You’re going to keep coming like you’ve never come before. You’re going to be screaming, begging for me to fill you. And just when you think you can’t take it anymore, I’m going to fuck you so hard and deep that every time you get horny, you’re going to be slick just thinking about me. When I’m finished tonight, nothing, no one will ever satisfy you like my mouth on your body, my cock in your pussy. You will be utterly and inalterably mine forever.”

  “Yes, yes, just fuck me now!”

  Instead, he slipped his fingers back inside me. He thrust hard, swirled around my sweet spot, and withdrew.

  His voice was muffled by my pussy, but I could still hear that growl. “Beg me.”

  I couldn’t take it anymore. “Please!”

  His tongue was relentless. I was going to die needing him. “Again. Tell me what you want.”

  I was nothing but need. I only existed for him.

  “I want you. Inside me.”

  He stuck his fingers inside me, but it wasn’t enough.

  “No!” I tried to push him back but I was no match for his strength. “I need your cock inside me, filling me up. I need you to fuck me with your cock.”

  He had a ferociously triumphant grin on his face as he maneuvered on top of me. He reached for my breast, his fingers sticky from my juices. His stubble was coarse on my breast. He taunted the tip of a nipple before giving it a hard suck. I needed more. I moaned.

  He was above me.

  Finally, finally, he undid his jeans.

  Oh. My. God.

  I had seen cocks before, but this was in another league. It was huge, thick, and glistening with precum. He leaned over me and I wrapped my legs around him. He slid that monster between my cleft, teasing my opening then slipping past. It spread my slickness all around his hard length. I loved seeing our juices mingle together. I wrapped a hand around his cock. Could we fit? I didn’t care. “I need you now. Inside me. No-worries implant.”

  He exhaled a breath I hadn’t even known he was holding. He lowered himself to me. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling the crown of his naked cock at my entrance, trying to swallow him. He masterfully evaded me, gliding his slick length in between my pussy lips. My clit rubbed against his cock. It was the most amazing and infuriating thing I had ever felt in my life.

  “Fuck me, Xavier, please.”

  “I’ve waited more than ten years to hear you say that,” he said, before swallowing my mouth in a kiss.

  I melted at the taste of him. He was all liquid masculine heat backed by a lust withheld for too long. He was still sliding between my wetness, teasing me with his cock. I sucked at his tongue greedily, trying to take whatever I could get of him. I couldn’t stop touching him. Those biceps, that chest, and that incredibly tight round ass. His body completely and utterly dominated me. He kept teasing me with the head of his cock. It felt so good. I arched, and finally caught him, taking his head just inside my entrance.

  “Ahh, you’re so tight, Lauryn.” He slowly pushed in a little more. I squeezed, making him jump. “Lauryn,” he said again. His voice was barely human. He was so taut, all of his muscles were standing out. Damn, the man had muscles upon muscles. “Do that again, and I won’t be able to control myself. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  My hips surged forward, taking him in deeper. My pussy squeezed him again and I licked his ear like he had licked mine. “Lose control, Xavier. I want all of you. Every last drop.”

  He snarled, echoes of the wolf in his voice.

  His eyes went full gold. There was no trace of humanity left in his eyes.

  Oh, shit.

  His arms came around me, promising no escape. A single thrust and he was hilt deep into me, stretching me. I was no virgin, but he was so big I felt like one. It was painful, but also the most incredibly glorious feeling I had ever had. He bucked, hitting me with exquisite perfection.

  An incredible jolt of pleasure shocked me. I was stretched and filled more intimately by his huge cock than I had ever been in my life. I muffled my screams by biting his shoulder. Impossibly, I felt him go even harder.

  His voice was guttural male sex. “Bite me again.”

  I did.

  “Oh fuck, Lauryn. You’re mine. Mine. Fuck.” He slid into me hilt deep with every word.

  Pleasure rocketed my body. I needed more. I clawed at him desperately. “More. Xavier, more.”

  Xavier roared. No more words, no more control. Just pure male animal need. His pace sped up. So fast, so fucking fast, faster than any ordinary man. I couldn’t—

  The universe exploded into galaxies of stars.

  Light filtered in through the windows.

  I rolled over. I could smell coffee brewing in the kitchen outside the bedroom.

  Xavier suddenly appeared in the doorway. He wore a pair of sweatpants and his white collared shirt, haphazardly buttoned. He had two mugs in his hands.

  “I hope you still take it black, three spoonfuls of sugar.”

  I pulled the sheet over myself, feeling kind of stupid for doing so, since he had pretty much seen everything. “Not all the time now. I started cutting back on sugar years ago. But I’ll take it that way for now.”

  And yup, there it was. We knew who we had been. But now? Was a night of crazy sex enough to start building something? Something long term?

  Funny how the situation was reversed now. Now, I would take Xavier any way I could have him. But really, if there was any hope for us, I had to admit the truth to him. He had to know who I had become.

  Even if that meant he would despise me.

  The bed creaked as he sat next to me ever so politely, as if he hadn’t just fucked me out of my mind just a few hours ago. I leaned into him. He handed me the coffee. “You’re overthinking it.”

  I took a sip. Warmth and caffeine flooded my senses. I inhaled, smelled coffee and him too. It was oddly reassuring. “I can’t help it.”

  “I know. I remember you and the fundraising sales. You were always the top fundraiser in high school.”

  “Except for the year Tiana Templeton had her relatives buy her whole stock.”

  “We were like level 12s?”

  “We were seventeen, so it was 11th. And I really wanted the prize that year.”

  “Only you would think dinner with a bunch of old people was a prize.”

  “There was a scholarship attached to it, remember? And it was dinner with the richest and most important business people in the province! The networking and information opportunities!”

  “Now, this is why I’m not surprised you own half of New Tokyo.”

  “Well, LD Holdings manages real estate. Mostly.”

  He drained his coffee. “Looks like you got everything you ever wanted.”

  Unspoken between us was the fact that I told him that I hadn’t wanted him before. I felt guilty for lying to him. In truth, I wouldn’t have been able to leave him behind and go on to New T
okyo. I had been afraid to be held back by him.

  I hated that I had not chosen him.

  I twisted the ring on my thumb. “Not quite.”

  I wanted to stop talking and thinking and take his cock in my mouth. I wanted to throw him back in bed and drive him as crazy as he drove me.

  Instead, I sipped my coffee and asked, “What was it like on Alzar-4?”

  “Almost everything there is out to kill you. Massive dragons, huge cats, sea monsters, birds that can eat you in a single bite. It takes a pack of werewolves working together to survive.”

  “Sounds dangerous.” Well duh, wasn’t that the obvious statement of the year.

  “But beautiful, too,” he said. He didn’t make any move.

  “Was it painful becoming a werewolf?”

  “No. I was lucky. Apparently I have the right genetic makeup to become a shifter. It was more painful learning to adjust to the gravity. I could barely get out of bed my first few weeks there. It was like trying to move around with an additional hundred kilos sitting on your chest and tied to each limb of your body.”

  “Does it hurt to change?”

  “No. Last night,” he began, then shook his head. “Sometimes the wolf inside takes over.”

  “Show me. The wolf outside.” I was so obsessed with his new body I kept forgetting he was also a werewolf.

  He hesitated. “Shifting is not the most pretty sight.”

  “It’s who you are.” Just like I’m a superficial bitch who doesn’t deserve you.

  He stood up, began unbuttoning his clothes.

  “What are you doing?”

  He shrugged off his shirt.

  I would never get tired of looking at him. This was a body built from hard living. There were scars on his abdomen, and on his arms, but all it did was make him even sexier.

  He smiled a very male smile at the expression on my face. “You might want to close your mouth. Something might get in there unexpectedly.”

  “So long as it’s your cock I don’t mind.”

  Gold flared in his eyes. “Is that an invitation?”