Taken by the Pack (Werewolf Romantic Erotica)

by Irons, Soichiro

  She moved beside us and her hand reached out to stroke the side of my body. I stiffened, horrified by the intimate touch of this strange woman.

  “D-do you mind...?!” I stammered, trying futilely to squirm away. Colts massive muscles and still rock-hard erection inside me, though, kept me firmly in place. I felt like a pig on a spit, and the watchful eyes of the newcomers were the fire.

  “She's young,” the woman conceded, paying no attention to my outburst. “Pretty, too. Nice hips, too - she'll handle birth well enough. She certainly can handle YOU, after all...as you are now, anyways.

  “That doesn't change anything, though. Just because she can handle this-”

  The woman reached down between our legs and grabbed Colt's shaft. Without any obvious embarrassment on either of their parts, she moved the stiff flesh to emphasize her point. His cock shifted with the motion, stimulating me even further.

  “-doesn't mean that you're helping the tribe in any way! You're just being selfish!”

  “Does anyone in your family have a concept of personal space?” I asked, my patience finally snapping. “Your son just took me for a ride in public and you have your hands all over me. He's still rock hard in me, for Christ's sake. Can I please get up now so I can feel like a woman and not just a side of meat?!”

  The woman had the good grace to look abashed. Her hand, which had been resting casually on my exposed breast, popped up as if she'd been burned.

  “We sometimes forget about things like that out here in the wild, my dear - I'm sorry about that. Being surrounded by big, brutish beasts for a couple of decades will do that to you. I'm sorry about this - it's hard enough to complete the love ceremony for our new mates without complications like this popping up.”

  Colt grunted but otherwise said nothing. He hadn't moved an inch.

  “The problem is that he can't pull out yet. There's...well, there's a complication.”

  “He's already come, if that's what you're concerned about.” My voice came out in a bitter rush.

  “It's not, but it's good to know my son's competent in that aspect.” There was a touch of pride in her gravelly voice. “What's your name, child?”

  For a moment, I considered not answering. In the end, though, that seemed unnecessarily childish. At least this person was TRYING to answer my questions. “Anna.”

  “That's a pretty name.” She shot me a warm smile; her teeth were imperfect but unexpectedly white for a forest dweller. “I was once called Eileen, though I am mostly called either Mother or Mate. This is one of my sons, Kelso...”

  She gestured to the attractive male newcomer, who simply grinning with open fascination in my direction. I got the impression that he would have paid good money to trade places with my lover at that moment.

  “...and, of course, you've already met my third son.”

  Colt tilted his head towards his mother and a curious expression formed on his lips. I got the impression that some form of unspoken communication had passed between them, but I couldn’t even begin to guess at its content.

  “It’s lovely to meet you all,” I said, injecting as much sarcasm into my voice as I could manage. “It’s a shame that my husband isn’t here – he loves to meet new people. Should we go get him?”

  Eileen’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Do you think that you’re the only one around here that’s been snatched away from another life?” Her voice, which had been gentle only moments before, now lashed like a whip. “My mate found me when I was a week away from the wedding I’d been planning with my fiancé for nearly a year. I was pregnant with his baby, for God’s sake. There are always those with worse situations than you, girl.”

  I refused to allow myself to feel sorry for her. “So…what? Have you been enlightened by the way your husband and sons capture their women? Have you been converted to their point of view now that you’ve seen it in action?”

  “Of course not,” Eileen said, her voice chilling noticeably. Her gaze shot daggers at her sons, neither of whom seemed to notice. “It’s disgusting and barbaric and wrong and I’ve made my feelings known to my mate many times over the years. Have you ever tried to convince an Alpha male to change his mind? It’s like trying to digest a stone.”

  “The survival of the pack is absolute,” came a low growl of a voice from the forest, “even if you don’t agree with the methods.”

  There was a rustle from somewhere behind my head, though I couldn’t see the newcomer no matter how much I craned my neck. The others could, though – and I could tell from their expressions that this was an important figure indeed.

  Kelso’s eyes lowered to stare at the ground, and Eileen’s stern expression was suddenly subdued. Colt, though, was the most affected; his eyes lowered so much that it looked as though they were shut. For the first time since he’d laid me down on the rock, I could feel his shaft soften inside me. Not by much, mind you, but a little.

  For as downtrodden as he seemed, though, Colt’s voice was defiant as he spoke. “I stand by my actions, father.”

  “That is because you are an ignorant whelp,” the man replied. His tone was neutral, without any of the hot anger his son and mate had possessed. “You are stubborn and persistent…I like that about you. The problem is in the method of delivery that you’ve chosen.”

  “She doesn’t need to fear me,” Colt hissed. “Can she not just love the man first?! Look at how my mother cowers at your approach – I don’t want that for my mate!”

  Eileen’s eyes flashed with sudden anger, but she kept her silence. Obviously she had no vocal opinion on the subject…not in front of her mate, anyways.

  There was another rustling footstep, and he was there beside me – the most intimidating man I’d ever seen in my life. He was at least fifty or so and his skin was leathery from the years spent in the sun. He had a long silver beard that extended halfway down his chest and his bare flesh was covered with faded scars.

  His eyes, though, were what caught my attention. Like his son, I found myself ensnared by his gaze and unwilling to look away. Unlike Colt, though, his yellow-tinted eyes were as bright as the sun. I was drawn to him like a moth to flame. The men had power and magic through their eyes, I knew…but Colt’s father was leagues ahead of his son.

  He glanced down at me and gave a sort-of half-nod in greeting before inspecting my body. He wasn’t as thorough as Eileen had been, which I was grateful for. I was embarrassed enough without having a full pat-down from the powerful man.

  “My name is Clorin,” the man said. He sounded weary, though his bright eyes were still vibrant as he held my gaze. “And your name is Anna. Colt has always had good tastes – I think he chose well when he found you.”

  I was suddenly very tired of it all. “Please…let me go. I don’t want this – I have a husband and a life of my own. I won’t tell anyone what happened here…after all, I can’t say that I didn’t enjoy myself.”

  “You say that as if you really want to leave,” Clorin said. He brought a hand up to scratch his beard-covered chin as he continued. “As if you aren’t in love with my son.”

  “That’s - !”

  My words faltered. I’d been ready to debate that I was still in love with my husband and the whole terrible scene I had just participated in had been a momentary lapse of judgment. There was no way that I could be in love with the man who’d treated me like a bitch in heat. I wasn’t the ‘love at first sight’ type, after all. It was ludicrous. I turned my gaze to Colt, as if to ask for his support in the issue -

  -and I couldn't stop the rush of excitement that swelled through me upon seeing his face.

  It was like I'd never seen him before that moment. His features, which had been attractive enough before, now looked as though they'd been chiseled from fine marble. The way his muscles rippled as he towered over me had me panting with sudden affection.

  Even his stiff cock, which had been an unwelcome intrusion before, now felt like it belonged insid
e me...as if I wasn't complete without it. The tool of my mate in its proper place...!

  I shook my head violently as the thoughts clicked in.

  “What...what did you DO to me?!” I hissed, though the anger I wanted to feel just wouldn't come. I felt impotent and powerless, unable to give him my true feelings.

  At least, I thought that they were my true feelings.

  “It's too late, Father,” Colt declared triumphantly. “The deed is done. We are mated for life now.”

  I wanted to shriek. All I was able to manage, though, was a timid smile.

  “Of course you are,” Clorin said patiently. “And I do hope you will both be happy together and bring many new faces to the tribe. What worries me, though, is what will happen to poor Anna once she learns the truth about us.”

  “You mean I don't know the truth already?” I asked, hoping the warmth I felt for the man who'd taken me didn't come out in my words. I was in love with the brute - that much was certain - but I didn't really want to let them know how deeply I'd fallen. “Is the truth something beyond corrupting innocent women into a life of servitude out here in the woods?”

  Clorin inhaled sharply, and I saw the first lines of anger on his aged face. A tense moment passed before he spoke again. “I'm afraid it somewhat more...unusual a problem, child.”

  “Father...”

  “Enough,” Clorin barked, and there was no mistaking the fury in his tone. Whatever Colt had done wrong, it had obviously been the last straw. “Your lapse in judgment means that Anna will have to suffer as a consequence.”

  “She loves me,” Colt said proudly. “She can handle it.”

  “There's one way to find out.”

  Clorin gestured to the side, where Kelso stood waiting. Colt’s brother nodded slowly before taking a step towards me – and everything happened very quickly after that.

  His tanned, rippling flesh seemed to split apart to reveal a thick layer of black fur just beneath the surface – or perhaps it had grown suddenly, I wasn’t entirely sure. His head seemed to elongate and thin, with his ears growing to nearly twice their original size. Unable to maintain his balance, he fell onto all fours – and a surge of dawning realization hit me even as his lupine face rose to stare at me.

  “A wolf,” I muttered, unable to believe what I’d just seen. “He’s…he’s a wolf.”

  “Werewolf, to be exact,” Eileen corrected mildly. She seemed unfazed by what had just happened, which was to be expected…she’d probably seen the transformation many times before. “Or what Hollywood likes to call a werewolf, anyways.”

  “Are…are you a werewolf, too?” I asked, still finding myself unable to look away from the sleek black beast. He was panting in the midday heat and the sun gleamed off of his gleaming pointed teeth.

  “Of course not,” Eileen chided. “I’m a mate, just like you. We don’t get the luxury of turning into giant dogs whenever we damn well please. Only our pups have the ability to shift.”

  “Pups? You mean…like Kelso and…?” I didn’t want my fears confirmed, but I had to know. Was Colt…?

  “Kelso and Colt are both shifters, yes,” Clorin said. His voice was laced with something that resembled pride. “As am I. This, of course, is the crux of the problem. The offspring between you two will only have the ability to shift if Colt mates with you as the wolf form.”

  I blinked, taken aback by his words. “Mate…with…what?! You mean…while he’s…?! That’s not natural!”

  “Why?” He seemed honestly curious at my outburst.

  “Because I’m a human girl!” I said. “I don’t want to have sex with a…a…!”

  “If it’s mating with a creature that you’re concerned about,” Eileen cut in, “then you’re already too late. Colt isn’t a human, after all.”

  “But we’re compatible at least!” I continued doggedly. “There’s no way I could…”

  I trailed off as I noticed Kelso, who had moved closer to me. As he walked, I noticed a flash of red – and his enormous cock swung into view. It was bright red, the color of roses. It was at least eight inches long and crisscrossed with thin blue veins up to its mushroom-shaped tip. At the base of the shaft was a bulbous, hard ball of flesh that looked as big as my fist.

  Did they honestly expect that sort of thing to fit inside me!?

  “I just…can’t,” I said, gazing up at Colt with pleading eyes. “You’ll rip me apart, Colt. Please…don’t hurt me.”

  “Unfortunately, my dear,” Clorin interrupted, “Colt’s error in judgment has left us little choice. If it is any consolation, at least you have been properly prepared for his entry. I choose not to be crude, but…”

  “You’re wet enough for him,” Eileen offered. “And, like you said, he’s already come – you’ll never have it any easier.”

  “If you’re all done with talking about my mate’s vagina,” Colt growled, breaking his self-imposed silence, “I’d like to have some privacy. I didn’t ask for an audience.”

  “I don’t want this,” I whispered, my eyes brimming with tears. The worst part about it all was that it wasn’t exactly the truth; I didn’t want to be fucked by his wolf-form, no, but I didn’t want him to pull out of me. The love magic – or hypnotism or whatever the hell he’d done to me – seemed to have taken full effect.

  Clorin barked something in a rough, unintelligible language – and without another word, the by-standers melted into the forest. Kelso was the quietest, his massive paws gliding over the dry leaves like a gentle breeze. Colt’s mother and father were more audible as they left, making no attempt to muffle the crunches of the leaves under their bare feet. Within a minute, only the buzz of insects in the distance and my own nervous breathing could be heard.

  “They are very angry with me,” Colt said conversationally. He seemed more at ease now that his family was out of sight. “If we’d done it their way, we would not have mated like we did just now until after the first of our pups was born.”

  “We would have…with you as the beast instead?”

  Colt nodded solemnly. “I’ve never agreed with that. It’s not fair to you – as much as my mother loves my father, there’s still a deep fear in her eyes every time he shifts to the wolf. It hurts me to see it, and I didn’t want your first experience with me to be the same. I wanted you to fall in love with me as the man, not be cowed into submission by the beast.”

  I knew it was because of the stupid love effect…deep down in my brain I knew it. The whole thing was stupid and insulting and degrading to everything I was. Fucking me on some magical rock shouldn’t have had me giving my whole life to this virtual stranger. I sure as shit shouldn’t have been actually considering the idiocy of it all.

  But…I had seen Kelso shift right in front of me…and the love I had for Colt had me trusting him far more than I probably should have. What an insane situation I’d found myself in!

  I turned my head to the side, unwilling to meet the gaze of his hypnotic eyes…and the sight of long, white stripes along the side of the rock caught my eyes. They were thin scratches all along the edges of it…scratches that had most certainly been made by human fingernails.

  Colt followed my gaze and heaved a sigh. “The evidence of my family’s abuse,” he said solemnly. “Now do you see why I wanted your affection beforehand?”

  “I’m…I’m scared,” I admitted, feeling a tremble slide its way down my spine.

  Surprising me, Colt leaned his head down to touch his lips to my own. He was a quick learner; he had improved noticeably since our last kiss. I relished his attention, taking comfort from his touch. I had no idea what plans he had in store for me, but just knowing that there was some thought put into what he did made me feel a little better.

  “Just…trust me,” Colt whispered, and I could sense that he was nervous as well. It was his first time, after all…well, it had been, anyway. “I won’t be able to talk to you, but it will still be me. Can you trust me?”


  “I will,” I said, pulling him close to nuzzle his neck. “I trust you.”

  His muscles went suddenly taut, and the skin I’d been clutching around his shoulder blades erupted into a pelt of fine gray fur. His body expanded noticeably, though he didn’t seem to weigh more much than he had before. His handsome face shifted and morphed into its lupine form, making him look much like the massive beast his brother had been. Only his giant yellow eyes seemed unaffected by the shift.

  There was a sudden tightening inside me, and I winced as unwilling muscles stretched to accommodate the expanding girth of his transformed cock. It did hurt; the concern they’d displayed had not been for nothing. It was like an inflating balloon inside me that shoved against my insides like a battering ram.

  Eileen had been right, though – the only saving grace was that I was already wet for him…and the fact that he’d released inside me already. The massive dog-like cock was like a baseball bat as it forced its way into me, but at least there was a bit of lubrication to assist him.

  Finally, quicker than I’d thought was possible, the deed was done – and Colt’s alien face stared down at me. His long pointed ears twitched softly, as if hearing something below my range of comprehension. He had whiskers that tickled as they grazed along my flesh, and his black lips were set in thin line along his angular face. By all accounts, Colt was a wolf – my brain could see nothing less.

  Only his piercing golden eyes betrayed that knowledge. The way he stared at me, willing me to understand him; there was intelligence there, I knew it. The man I loved now – whether I liked it or not – was behind the mask of the wolf, and I wanted what he wanted. Now that the worst of the pain was over, I needed him to make me his.

  “I’ve pleased the man,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “I love you, Colt – I’m ready to please the rest of you.”

  I leaned forward as best I could and planted a soft kiss on his muzzle next to his moist nose. His pelt was as soft as velvet and felt good against my lips. Slowly, I shifted my body to push against his shaft. It still hurt, but my own lust mixed with the love magic overshadowed the pain. I didn’t care if it was a little uncomfortable – I wanted him. Man or wolf, it didn’t matter…he was Colt, he was my life now.