Promiscuous Wolf

by Mahalia Levey

  Ford rolled his eyes. “Really? Why can’t you watch something that doesn’t promote disobeying laws?”

  “Because those men are old eye candy, and I enjoy the younger variety, your presence excluded.”

  Ford pushed her feet from his lap and rose. “Have fun with that.”

  A smile wrapped around her heart. Bless him for his adorable jealousy of fictional characters. “I have to dream about sexy motorcycle rebels, you know, to get my kicks. Don’t ruin my fake boyfriends.”

  “I’m going to get cleaned up. Bring your bowl of ice cream upstairs and watch it on our flat screen in the bedroom.” He headed up, mumbling about fictional boyfriends and insane mates.

  Caress laughed at his retreating form. Men didn’t get book boyfriends, or movie star boyfriends. Both fictional. She headed to the kitchen, tiptoeing around the pieces of drywall on the floor. She grabbed the tub and a spoon and jogged up to the room. After settling on his side of the bed, she flipped on the television and her recorded shows.

  Ice cream kept her from heading into the bathroom and taking advantage of her mate. Plus, she needed a sugar high after the day’s stress. In the distance, his off-key singing eclipsed the sounds from the flat screen. Sighing, she cranked up the volume.

  Eye candy and mint chocolate chip—a nice combination to get comfortable with. Reaching over to her side of the bed, she grabbed a container of salt and vinegar Pringles, alternating snacking on sweet with tang and salt. The crunch of the potato followed by a bite of smooth ice cream set fireworks ablaze.

  “Babe?”

  Caress sighed in appreciation, shoved in a mouthful of chips, and focused on the sexy shirtless males playing across the flat screen in an all-out fight scene. A door slammed, causing her to jump and look toward the master bathroom.

  Her jaw dropped, and she inhaled crushed chips into her lungs. Her body igniting, she set the Pringles down and coughed until her airway cleared. Watery eyed, she drooled at her in-the-flesh man dripping water all over the carpet while staring at her bare-assed naked, his impressive erection jerking.

  Ford stalked to her, making her feel like prey to the predator. Yeah, stark hunger regarded her like a top of the line meal for a person who hadn’t eaten for days. He reached her and plucked the spoon out of her hand, dipped it into the mint chocolate chip, slowly sucked the sweet treat, and then licked his lip.

  “Uh, hi.”

  Her mate smirked at her and dipped another spoonful.

  “That’s not—”

  The sticky substance landed on her cleavage. Ford leaned down and licked up the mess from between her breasts. “Mmm. I was just thinking I wanted to lick ice cream off my mate.”

  With deft fingers, he unbuttoned her shirt and hooked his fingers on each side of her bra, drawing the straps down. He raked his gaze over her exposed skin then took the cold spoon and added a drop of the tasty dessert to each nipple. Caress ran her hands over his wet messy hair, over his broad shoulders, rippling as he eased over her body, sucking each peak. Her cunt clenched in need. Brazen, she rocked against him, wishing she were as naked as he was.

  When Ford drew down her yoga pants and pulled her panties with them, she melted. At last close to having what she’d wanted this past month, she held her breath, praying he didn’t cock block himself and her.

  “Stop thinking,” he murmured in her ear, nipped the shell and sucked the lobe between his teeth and bit.

  Caress let out a hitched breath and trailed her hands over his back, down to his tapered hips, settling on groping his ass. And what an ass he possessed.

  A chuckle left his lips as he ran a trail of kisses down her body then sucked her belly button, his hands nudging the cleft between her legs. From his new position, he looked up at her and spread her legs over his shoulders. The first slide of his tongue proved her undoing. A grin spread over his face against her wet flesh as he unleashed his hunger for her. Gripping his arms for an anchor was her only option, she flew so high from his masterful tongue, slipping into her core, stabbing her sex, then retreating to suck on her bundle of nerves.

  Body trembling, he held her so tight she couldn’t move an inch to get away from his rapt attention. “I can’t take any more.”

  Ford flicked her clit with the pad of his thumb. “Yeah, you can, babe. We’re just getting started.” As if she hadn’t spoken, he turned his attention to her sex and worked on bringing her to the edge time and time again.

  “Oh shit.” Caress screamed. The sensation of the cold spoon and chocolate chip mint over her pussy mixed with the heat of his warm breath sent her pulse ricocheting and her core clenching. The contrast of his warm, talented tongue over her sex and the icy treat once licked up, left her trembling and on edge. Ford sucked her engorged bud into his mouth and bit. Fire surged through her veins, centered on her core, and exploded.

  He lapped her cream then lifted his head to watch her face. “Fucking beautiful when you come, baby.”

  “W-wow. W-what was that? I mean I know what that was.”

  On the prowl, her hunter chuckled and crawled up her body, cupped her breasts, and dropped a searing kiss on her lips, chasing away the rest of her thoughts. His strong sure strokes of tongue against hers left her wanting, while his fingers slid partially into her core. “Don’t wanna hurt you,” he murmured into her ear.

  Muscles strained as he positioned himself at her entrance. Caged by his strong arms, she looked into his face. “I trust you.”

  Caress rocked her hips, taking the head of his cock into her entrance.

  Concentration marred his handsome face, passion and need written across his normally closed-off facade. She trailed a hand over his jaw and locked her legs around his waist. Ford inched his way into her. To keep the wince at bay, she bit her tongue as her body fought against the intrusion. Amber eyes flashed at her; his poor Wolf wanted to devour her. His dick flexed, rupturing her barrier. And then he sank balls deep, and she let out a long moan.

  “Sorry, babe. Don’t move. Let yourself get used to me.”

  Never had she seen anything sexier than him making this time so special for her. Delicious friction brought her up another notch. When he moved, she met him, wanting to draw out the sensation of being united. Disliking feeling empty when he withdrew.

  As if he could read her displeasure, he nudged her lip with his teeth. “I’m not going anywhere. This will feel amazing, trust me.”

  And boy, did it. Wherever he learned the hip swivel motion, as he plunged deep, she wanted to feel every moment on constant repeat. Their breath mingled as they locked lips once more, his demanding dominance taking over. Gone was the smooth lover taking his time. Long deep strokes quickened, stole her breath, causing her body to freeze. “Ford.”

  “That’s all right, baby, come for me. Your tight little pussy clenching my dick feels damn good.”

  “I don’t want to yet. I don’t want it to be over.”

  “Trust me, let go. I’m here, and you can have more than one you know.” He nipped the shell of her ear. “Come for me.”

  Caress careened over the edge, her entire body a mass of sensitivity. Ford pushed on, making love to her. Fever pitched, she craved more, craved him. Her fangs elongated and nails grew sharp as claws. The craving to taste drove her to strike. A trickle of hot blood washed over her tongue. He let out a guttural growl and fisted her hair in his hands, letting her have her moment before taking his own. When he bit her, euphoria surged through her. Her pussy contracted again as he held tight, sucking her life force into his mouth, while fucking her with savage intensity. Her cunt clenched and creamed around him. His followed shortly after, spurting his seed into her womb in hot jets.

  “Mine.” Wolf eyes stared into hers.

  “Yours always.” Caress trailed her hands over his sweat-drenched shoulder blades. “I’m so damn exhausted, but when can we do that again?”

  Ford tugged on her hair and flexed within her. “Not now. You need to
recover, or you’ll be too sore to move much tomorrow.” He pulled out of her body, leaving her bereft.

  “Hey, you didn’t have to pull out.”

  “Nature of physics, impossible to stay in there all night even if I wish to. Besides, you need a bath.” He slid from the bed. Her gaze landed on the blood staining his dick.

  “Um, that’s a lot of blood.” She looked down to inspect her sex. “Is that normal?”

  Ford ran a hand over his head. “Yeah, baby. Nothing’s wrong with you at all. Don’t look at this. It’ll wash off.” He winked. “Let me go fill the tub for you.”

  Ford’s sexy swagger filled her line of vision. He crossed the room to their bath and filled the Jacuzzi-style tub with hot water and bubbles. Her heart warmed further when he set up little candles around the basin. Bathed in dim candlelight, he appeared romantic. Then he returned to her, picked her up, and carried her as if she were precious cargo, settling her into the warm water in front of him.

  “Relax, love, let me take care of you.” Ford drizzled body wash over his hands and massaged her shoulders and neck.

  Caress leaned against his rock-hard abs, in absolute heaven. “I never want to leave this tub. Ever.”

  “That can be arranged.” Lips grazed her ear. He wrapped his hands around her waist. “Behave or I’ll get out.”

  “You’re hard again.” Caress pouted at him. “Come on. One more round.” She reached behind her and wrapped her hand around his impressive girth, wanting another go of it.

  “I can’t believe I’m saying this but no.” A growl left his lips. Tension filled the once relaxed tub. “Give me a moment to real in the beast. Your ardor is like nirvana.”

  The excess energy dispersed, leaving them to finish washing. Caress closed her eyes in pure enjoyment of being pampered and loved.

  Chapter Ten

  “Girl, if you stare any harder, your eyes are gonna pop out of your head.” Myanna bumped Caress’s elbow.

  In the distance, Ford and Luck sat astride rider mowers. All though a slight breeze wafted, the sun baked them enough to cause rivulets of sweat.

  “I can’t help it,” she admitted. “I mean look at the display of manliness up there. Not Luck, of course, but Ford. I’m going to have a meltdown, he’s so damn edible.”

  “Oh Em Gee, you did it. You finally did it. And tonight’s the full moon.” Myanna squealed.

  “Shh. And I mean how do you know?” Caress checked out her face in her makeup mirror.

  “You smell different. I’m fucking jealous! How was it, I want all the dirty details.”

  Caress blushed. “It was ahh-mazing. I can’t wait to do it all over again, like every day for the rest of my life again. He was so perfect and sweet, but I don’t kiss and tell.”

  Myanna nudged her hair over her shoulder. “Ohh, you two finally mated. The mark is so big. God he bit you good. Any male in the vicinity is going to see his perfect set of fang marks miles away.”

  Caress laughed. “Good. I hope mine on him are just as big.” She winked and turned to see her sister-in-law coming over.

  “Hey, sister, coming to join us?”

  “Of course.” Adrie hugged her tight. “I hear congrats are in order.”

  “Dude, I must have a neon sign that says no longer a virgin and mated on me.”

  Myanna laughed so hard she fell off the lawn chair then masked her loss of balance by flicking something off her flip-flops.

  “Good try. I saw you crash and burn.” Adrie laughed. “Luck spent the night at our house. Said the sound of the bed crashing into the wall and your screams kept him from sleeping.”

  “That’s mortifying.”

  “Nope, natural.” Adrie winked. “If the bed wasn’t shaking and you didn’t scream, then he’s not doing something right.”

  Caress blushed and looked away toward the males. Ford sent her a dazzling smile to knock her off her feet, added a wave, and winked. Luck said something to him she couldn’t decipher, and he laughed. “I don’t get it. They tore each other to shreds yesterday. Woke up today, and, not only is the house repaired, but they’re buddy-buddy again.

  “Males are an odd species. I’m sure whatever transpired is natural for them. What did he tell you?”

  “Not to worry, something about men being men and Luck being at a challenging age.” She drew a blade of grass from beside her and put it in her mouth.

  Myanna sighed. “Luck is so sexy. I wish he was destined to be my mate, but he’s not. We’re fated to only be friends and mess around a bit.”

  Caress hugged her. “I know you crush on him. Maybe you’ll end up with a hunky old guy, too, like me.” Caress stood from her chair and grabbed her empty glass. “I’m gonna go inside and bake. Wanna come, Adrie?”

  “No. I have work to do, and you need to schedule your exams with me. In another year, you’ll have to go to Rapid City and take your lab courses.”

  “I know.” Caress grinned. “I’ll get on that soon, promise.”

  Adrie gave her a hug and smiled at Myanna. “I’ll hold you to your word. See you, Anna.”

  The girls took one last look at the guys and headed inside to bake up a storm. They went through cake, brownies, and Rice Krispies treats like gluttons. In a matter of hours, they’d completed two dozen strawberry cheesecake-filled cupcake liners, iced the chocolate-peanut butter brownies, and cut up four dozen Rice Krispies treats. In one cake pan, they made a small stash of each and hid it from male eyes. The rest she placed in Tupperware containers and set on the breakfast nook.

  “Are you and Ford running in a few days?” Myanna snagged a brownie and devoured it in a few bites.

  “I don’t know. Maybe. I’ve never run with others before. We didn’t run much in the human world, too worried about getting caught.”

  Sweaty arms wrapped around her from behind. Caress screamed.

  “Get off me, sweaty, stinky man, or I’ll eat all the treats,” she threatened, brandishing her wooden spoon.

  Ford grabbed it and licked off the excess batter. “Mmmm. Brownie batter.” He swatted her behind and reached over her to pluck one off the plate. “I smelled these baking and couldn’t resist coming in to get one.”

  “What are you looking at?” Caress found herself in a Giovanni sweaty sandwich, and she was the middle. “Ganging up on me now? Making me nasty sweaty like you guys? See if I bake you anything else all month.” The pout and exasperation worked.

  Ford blanched, and she broke free, facing off with Luck, brandishing her spoon. He had the smarts to appear sheepish.

  “That’s what I thought.” She smirked.

  “Man, you don’t play fair.” Luck rounded the counter and hugged Myanna. She squealed and punched him.

  “So gross. I won’t assist her in baking either.” She smacked him in the center of his chest. “You wanna cuddle? Go grab a shower.”

  What did he do in response? With a smug look on his face, he hoisted her over his shoulder and beat a path upstairs with her best friend screaming to be let down.

  Ford chuckled. “The boy is something else.” He grabbed the container of milk from the fridge and chugged.

  “Ew, you’re grown. Get a glass for that.”

  “Nah. The good thing about being a man and buying my own milk is I can drink it from the container.” He turned to set the container into the fridge.

  “Yeah, maybe when you were single. I have to cook with milk. Think I want your germs?” Caress snapped him on the rear end with a wound-up towel. An incredulous expression crossed his face. She giggled and snapped him again. “What, didn’t know a girl knew this trick?”

  “Fuck, that shit stings.”

  “Aw, never been on the receiving end, huh? Don’t worry, you’ll live with the little red welt marks.” She wagged a brow and wound up the towel for another go.

  Ford reached out and grabbed the middle, preventing her from releasing.

  “Truce. I made Rice Krispies trea
ts.” Caress reached for the Tupperware container and held it over her head.

  “Truce.” He reached and snatched it from her, peeled off the lid and dove in. “So good.”

  “It’s amazing. You have a bottomless pit of a stomach.” Caress turned to grab a glass. The strike of palm against her ass lit her flesh on fire. She turned to face Ford, who shrugged innocently and popped another piece in his mouth. “Truce is over.”

  “Good. Waste of time anyway.” He closed the lid and tucked it under his arm. “I’m confiscating this contraband.”

  “Right. Earlier you stated you wanted to wait for me to grow up more. Now I think you decided it was more beneficial to have your own personal chef in house.”

  Ford laughed. “God, woman, I love you. While I enjoy your talents in the kitchen, I’m afraid I simply and selfishly wanted you close to me for your sass and of course to protect you.” He slung an arm around her, pulling her into his embrace.

  Her Wolf smiled, loving physical contact. “Took you long enough,” she teased, running her hand down his chest. “You still smell but, why shower when we can just get sweaty together?” Popping his jeans open, she slid her hand over his hardening cock.

  “I can be persuaded.” Ford lifted her up, set her on a counter high bar stool, spread her thighs, and pulled her leggings down, leaving her bare ass on smooth wood.

  “What if someone comes down?” Fingers speared into her wetness. Caress leaned against the countertop and closed her eyes.

  “I’ll hear them before they get close. If you’re too shy, we’ll make this one fast. I just need to be buried in you right now.” He pulled her close and slid home in a solid thrust.

  There was something decidedly delicious about being taken in the fish bowl section of the house where anyone could look in and see him surging in her. She forgot about the open windows, the glass doors, and let herself feel him all over her, in her. Sweat and grime mixing with his natural intoxicating scent. God, he made her hotter than hell.

  “Fuck me, mate.” She dug her nails into his chest.

  Ford’s nostrils flared, and she moaned in pleasure as her ardor spiked when amber Wolf eyes burned her with intensity.