by Cara Wylde
“Well, this is really nice,” said Amelia while she was looking for clean clothes in her huge suitcase. She had just taken a long bath after they had all had dinner with Blake’s uncle. “This turned out to be an awesome idea.”
Blake watched her as she took off her fluffy bathrobe and slipped into a pair of black panties. The black bra was next, and Blake smiled knowingly. Even though she had just one more month before the baby was due, Amelia’s tummy wasn’t that big. She still rocked the sexy lingerie she was obviously putting on for Seth.
“I’m glad you like it,” said Blake. “Enjoy the peace and quiet while it lasts. When your little fellow comes, I doubt we’ll get much of this blissful silence.”
Finally dressed, Amelia turned to her friend. “So, what’s the plan for this evening?”
Blake stretched her long, strong arms, then reached for the hem of her woolen pullover and pulled it up over her head, ruffling her dark, short hair. Amelia winced when she saw the cotton strips around her torso. She couldn’t understand how Blake could live with those things constantly pressing on her breasts. Sometimes, she couldn’t stand bras.
“My plan is to soak in the bathtub for hours, with a good book and a nice glass of wine.”
“Oh.” Amelia puffed out her cheeks. “I brought the chess board, you know.”
“Yeah. I bet you couldn’t wait to get here so you could kick my ass in chess. Go see Seth, what are you waiting for?”
Amelia blushed up to the tips of her ears, earning herself a complete roll of eyes from Blake.
“Don’t worry, I have my book. And it’s way better than your conversation, believe me.” She dropped her clothes to the floor, gave Amelia a playful wink, then disappeared into the small, but cozy bathroom.
Amelia stared at the closed door for a second, then turned on her heels and sneaked out of the cabin. She knew Blake would be okay. She always was. Still, sometimes she didn’t feel comfortable leaving her alone to spend time with Seth. No matter what everyone said, it wasn’t fair for her to have found her mate while Blake couldn’t even afford to think of ever having one. On the other hand, she missed Seth’s touch so much! She needed to feel his strong body pressed against hers, his hands all over her curves, his kisses on her face, neck, and breasts. It had been too long since the last time they had sex. Way too long.
***
The air in the room was warm and heavy, pressing down on their bodies, making their skin glisten with a sheen of sweat. They had long forgotten of the endless winter outside. The sound of the crackling fire covered the howl of the wind. They were lost in each other, completely focused on each touch, each kiss, each place where their flesh met.
Seth claimed her mouth with a heated kiss. She had her fingers entangled in his blond hair, and he had his arms around her, his palms running over her back, down to her hips and thighs.
“I love you,” she whispered when they broke the kiss to get some much needed air.
He looked into her eyes. “I love you too. So, so much.” Then he kissed her again.
They were naked under the soft blanket, and Seth made sure her shoulders were covered even though it was pretty hot in the room. He explored her jawline and neck with his lips, licked her collarbone, then went lower to kiss her round, heavy breasts. She moaned louder than ever and he knew teasing time was over. Her whole body was sensitive, incredibly responsive to his ministrations. Gently, he turned her around. She shivered when his chest pressed against her back. Her pussy throbbed with need, and she thrust her hips against his erection to let him know how much she wanted him to enter her. He rubbed her wet folds with the head of his cock, making her moan and bite her lip. She closed her eyes and fisted the crumpled sheets when he slipped inside her, his girth stretching her walls beautifully.
“So tight,” he whispered. Her sleek passage enveloped his length completely. He had to stop for a moment to catch his breath and simply enjoy the softness of her body, inside and out. Her curves were fuller and more inviting than ever, and he knew he wouldn’t last long. Not the first time. The night was young, and he would take her over and over again, until they would both be too tired to move. For now, however, Seth could hardly focus. She clenched her walls around him, and his cock twitched. He buried his nose in her hair. “You feel so good…”
“Shut up and move already.”
He chuckled and pulled out only to slam back in, harder this time. He was careful not to hurt her. He knew she liked it hard and fast, but he had to hold back. The fact that they both knew she was a hybrid didn’t change anything. It wasn’t a good time to test her limits.
“Yes… Oh, yes… I love that…” she moaned.
He took hold of her hips and drove his cock in and out at a steady rhythm, which soon became jerky as her pussy clenched and unclenched around him, eager to milk him dry.
“You’ve no idea what you’re doing to me,” he said, his voice pleading.
“Oh, I think I do.” She smiled and squeezed her walls.
“Fuck…” He dug his fingers into the creamy skin of her hips and thrust faster, deeper. “So close…”
“Seth…”
Amelia couldn’t tell what threw her over the edge: his long, thick cock pounding her pussy, or the thought that he couldn’t resist her, that her body drove him mad with desire. She screamed his name as she came, rocking her hips, meeting his every thrust, her walls throbbing as he coated them with his seed.
“Fuck… You always make me come so hard,” he whispered in her ear, his voice husky, heavy with lust. His hips moved a couple more times. His heart was beating wildly in his chest even after it was over. He was still hard, so hard that it wouldn’t take him more than five minutes to be ready to go again.
She moaned when he slipped out of her, and smiled when she felt his hot seed running down her thigh. His fingers found her clit, and she turned on her back and spread her legs to give him better access. He was leaning on top of her now, his eyes taking in her flushed cheeks and blissful smile, then he captured her lips in a kiss, and their tongues battled for dominance. Amelia ran her palms down his chest, taking her time to trace the hard muscles, inching closer to his abs, his rock hard cock and round sack. She wrapped her fingers around him and pumped him lightly. His length was still sleek with her juices.
“I want to see you this time,” she said.
He placed a pillow under her lower back to make the position more comfortable. Kneeling between her legs, he couldn’t help looking at her hand on his cock, running up and down the length, her thumb circling the head, spreading the pre-cum that kept gathering at the slit. His eyes moved to her glistening folds, the small, hard nub peeking from between them, and the soft entrance, so wet, so inviting… She tugged harder, and he moaned. He leaned over her, supporting his weight on his arms, and let her guide him inside her.
Amelia kept her eyes on his as she positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. He pushed in slowly, and when he was completely sheathed, she placed her hands on his chest. She wanted to feel his heartbeat under her palm as he made love to her.
“You’re wonderful,” he said.
In and out. Faster, deeper. Her brows furrowed when he hit a particularly good spot inside her. She opened her mouth to tell him “right there, please, right there”, but only a scream came out when he hit it again and again without her asking. This was perfect. His big, strong body hovering over her, careful not to press on her bump, her fingers exploring his chest and tight abs at their discretion, their eyes locked as their pace increased, building up towards sweet release. This was perfect and Amelia wanted it to last. For as long as possible. No, scratch that. She wanted it to last forever. Her lips formed a cute “o” as her back arched and her toes curled when she came. Seth smiled and kept going, fucking her thoroughly through her orgasm. He didn’t stop when she came down from her height. At first, she was surprised. Her body was tingling all over, and her pussy was sensitive and almost sore. He moved his weight on one arm so he could
massage her breasts and play with her nipples as he kept pounding her, then his fingers went down between her legs to draw quick circles around her clit. Her whole body tensed and she screamed louder than ever when she came again, fast and hard, the orgasm taking her completely unprepared. Only then did Seth let go. With a grunt, he came deep inside her, his seed filling her passage once more.
***
It was past midnight. Probably around 2 AM, but Amelia couldn’t be sure. She didn’t have time to check, nor was that her first concern when Seth woke her up and urged her to get dressed.
“What? What’s wrong?”
Instead of answering her, he put his finger to her lips and they both listened. The sound of commotion outside, Elena’s high-pitched voice calling Aaron, then growls. Seth’s ears also caught the faint noise bones made when someone shifted. When he couldn’t hear Elena’s or Aaron’s voice anymore, he knew it was because they had changed into their fox forms.
“Oh my God!” Amelia jumped out of bed and started looking for her clothes on the floor. “This is bad, isn’t it? It sounds bad. What’s happening?”
“I don’t know, but I want you to stay inside,” Seth whispered. He looked around the small cabin. It had a small kitchen, an even smaller bathroom, and little furniture. Nowhere to hide. “Shit.”
Amelia was taken aback by the anxiety in his voice. She had never seen Seth like that. She pulled her jeans up, struggled a bit before she managed to make the zipper work, her fingers shaking like crazy.
“Aren’t you getting dressed?” she asked.
Seth threw her a quick glance. She was moving too slowly. Carefully, he stepped closer to the window and peeked between the blinds. Blake’s cabin was close enough so that the light spilling from it reached their window. Amelia couldn’t help but think how gorgeous his naked body was in the eerie light. He turned to her, and the horror in his eyes almost made her heart stop. How could she be thinking of how handsome her lover was when something terrible was happening outside?
“Amelia, I have to go out there. Promise me you’ll stay inside.”
“What’s happening?” She had finally put all her clothes on and she was looking for her boots. Yes, she would stay inside, but there was no way she was going to be barefoot. She wouldn’t feel safe. What if she had to run? What if she had to go out and help?
“I don’t know.”
He wanted to add something else, but his attention was distracted by the muffled sound of steps approaching their cabin. Amelia couldn’t hear them, but Seth caught them just in time to turn into the majestic white fox Amelia knew so well and post himself in front of the door. Whatever was out there, in the snow, flung itself at the door. Amelia screamed and ran to the kitchen, determined to find some kind of weapon. Along with the rush of snow and cold wind which invaded the cabin, there was also a flash of red. Red fur. That was when Amelia knew: they were under attack. She knew the attackers were fox-shifters and she also knew that the kitchen knife would be useless. If Seth failed to keep them away, she was easy prey.
The red fox and the white fox fought in the middle of the room for a while, then the white fox managed to push the other one out through the broken door. They tumbled in the snow, rose back to their feet, danced around each other trying to find an opening, the right time and angle to launch at the other’s neck. Seth seemed to have the upper hand, then the red fox snarled and attacked. The white fox merely growled when his enemy sank his fangs into his shoulder. He used all the force of his massive body to push the red fox away, gritted his teeth when the fox took with him a generous chunk of white fur, then launched and buried his fangs deep into his enemy’s throat and didn’t let go until the red fox was on the ground, struggling to breathe, his blood soaking the snow.
Amelia was standing in front of the door, one hand over her mouth, the other holding the knife tightly. Seth turned to make sure she was all right, and the blood she saw on his white snout made her sick. His shoulder was also bleeding heavily, and she knew that was his blood. Dread overcame her, and she took a couple of steps towards him. She wanted to run to him, hug him and do something, anything, to make the bleeding cease, but Seth shook his head and she stopped in her tracks. The sound of broken glass which came from Blake’s cabin startled her and made Seth turn around and run to his Inari’s help. Amelia stood there for a moment, hating the fact that she couldn’t do anything. She couldn’t help Blake and she couldn’t protect Seth. She couldn’t even wrap her mind around what was happening. When two red foxes came running out of Blake’s cabin with Seth and Blake on their tails, Amelia dashed back inside and hid in the kitchen. She couldn’t lock the door, but she could block it with a chair even though she knew that if a fox-shifter wanted to get to her, he or she would. It was stupid to think a closed wooden door and a chair would keep a shape-shifter, any kind of shape-shifter, out, but what else could she do?
Something smashed against the cabin wall. Amelia screamed and fell to her knees, then crawled to the farthest corner of the kitchen and curled up on the floor, her back pressed against the counter. One hand on her baby bump, the other holding the knife in front of her, sharp tip pointed towards the door, she stayed there for what felt like forever. Snarls and growls came from outside, shrieks of surprise or pain, loud thuds that made Amelia cry and shake in fear. If she had to stand up and walk then, she didn’t think she’d be able to. She was paralyzed, her body refusing to respond to the impulses of her brain.
“Please, please…” she whispered. She wanted to pray, but nothing came to her mind, so she kept repeating “please, please”. It could have been “please stop”, or “please don’t die”. She didn’t know what she was begging for. Seth was strong and fast, and Blake had five tails. There were also Elena and Aaron, the two Deltas who were ready to give their lives to protect their Alpha. Amelia believed in them, she trusted their strength and their fighting skills, but she had to be realistic. Those things would make little to no difference if they were outnumbered. She had no way of knowing how many red foxes had attacked them. Or why.
She bit her lip to stop herself from screaming when she heard someone move around in the other room. She couldn’t tell if the person was in human or in animal form.
“Amelia!”
Oh, thank God, it was Seth. She took a deep breath and tried to push herself up to her feet, but her muscles wouldn’t cooperate. Tears of frustration ran down her cheeks.
“In here…”
It was no more than a whisper, but Seth heard her. The scent of fresh blood was stuck to his body, his nostrils, making it impossible for him to detect anything else. Only when he managed to open the kitchen door and push the chair away did he feel the salty smell of tears and the sour smell of sweat and pure, unforgiving fear coming from Amelia’s trembling form. His heart ached and his vision went blurry with rage. She was frightened, and he hadn’t been there for her. He shouldn’t have left her alone, but what else could he have done? His Inari had been in danger. She still was. As Blake’s Yako, it was his duty to protect her, to make sure she was safe, to give his life for her.
“Amelia…” He knelt by her side and drew her body against his chest. He was naked, having just shifted into his human form, and he had no intention of putting any clothes on. He knew he would have to shift back in a few minutes. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”
Amelia dropped the knife and relaxed in his embrace. The wound on his shoulder was nearly healed, and she thanked all the gods that shape-shifters healed quickly.
“I was so scared,” she whispered. “I thought… I thought you’d never come back.”
“I’ll always come back for you, my love.” He kissed the top of her head.
“Blake? Elena, Aaron… are they okay?”
Seth shook his head and started pulling her up with him. “We have to go.”
“What? No! We can’t leave them behind!” She struggled, but Seth was stronger than her.
“We’re not leaving them behind.” He took her ha
nd and dragged her out of the kitchen. He scanned the room quickly, then spotted her winter coat on the armchair in front of the fireplace. He threw it over her shoulders and Amelia complied. “Blake ordered me to protect you, so we’re going to the other side of the lake.” He looked outside to make sure there was no one close. Blake, Elena and Aaron were doing their best to keep the Tricksters away from the cabins and from Amelia, so that he could escape with her. He turned back to her, put his big hands on her shaking shoulders, and looked deep into her eyes. “I’m taking you to Damon. We’re going to tell him what’s happening here, and he’ll send reinforcements.”
Amelia nodded, although she didn’t quite like his plan. Her heart jumped when Seth’s bones started breaking and snapping, remodeling his body in the shape of a white fox. She hopped on his back and he dashed through the snow and trees, running as fast as he could without dropping Amelia. She was holding onto the fur on his nape for dear life, scared that she might slip off if she did as much as shift her position. She squeezed his sides between her thighs and kept her head down. The freezing wind was lashing her cheeks and forehead with icy snowflakes, and it was hard for her to breathe. The other cabins weren’t too far, she just had to hang in there a while longer.
***
“Stop, please stop,” Amelia whispered. Or tried to. She couldn’t head her own voice. “You have to stop. I can’t… I can’t hold on any longer…”
To her surprise, Seth did hear her and stopped. She slipped off gently, hitting the ground with a silent thud. Seth was immediately by her side, pushing his snout in her face, breathing warm air over her eyes and cheeks. She had her arms wrapped around her bump, and Seth cursed himself for running too fast. She was a pregnant woman, and the fact that she was a hybrid didn’t seem to matter at all. What if he had just put his baby’s life in danger? He couldn’t think straight. He shifted, and now he was leaning over Amelia in his human form, a naked Adonis with wild blond hair, bright purple eyes, and skin as white as the snow surrounding them.
