Fate Will Always Win

by K R Hall

Nathaniel entered his bedroom with Tracie still in his arms. He stopped beside the bed and let her slide down his body. Tracie grabbed his shirt and slowly lifted it over his head and off. She leaned forward and kissed his chest, flicking his nipple with her tongue; Nathaniel groaned and closed his eyes. She stepped away from him then, causing him to look at her.

  Tracie stripped off her own shirt and quickly moved to her bra. Nathaniel grabbed her hands and made her stop.

  “Let me help you,” Nathaniel whispered.

  Tracie smiled at Nathaniel and nodded. He reached around and unhooked her bra, letting it slowly fall off her shoulders to the floor. He stepped back and looked at her with hungry eyes.

  “I want you, Nate.”

  “You are my mate, the only woman for me, for now, and forever.”

  “Well then, what are you waiting for?” Tracie smiled at him.

  In a mad rush, they struggled out of their pants. Nathaniel lost his balance and fell on the floor, causing Tracie to laugh. He chuckled and grabbed her to bring her down to him and began tickling her mercilessly.

  “Nate, stop. I can’t breathe,” Tracie said between laughing and trying to catch her breath.

  Nathaniel growled and kissed her hard, his tongue tracing along her bottom lip until she sighed, giving him access to her mouth. He crushed her body to his, feeling the warmth of her, but it wasn’t enough.

  “You’re beautiful.” He said as he leaned in, kissing her breasts, grazing his teeth along the delicate skin.

  Tracie let her head fall back and closed her eyes, a moan escaping her lips. Her nipples tightened as his mouth descended on them, his warm tongue tracing circles around one nipple while his fingers played with the other. The sounds coming from Tracie were enough to make him lose control.

  Tracie felt like she was on fire. She was breathing hard, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t catch her breath, not while Nate was tormenting her nipples. She loved the feel of his skin against hers. Her mouth descended on his collarbone, kissing and biting it gently as she pressed closer to him. Nathaniel’s hands went to her hair, burying his face in it and smelling her scent.

  “Nate… Please.” She whispered in his ear. “I need more.”

  Nathaniel picked Tracie up off the floor and laid her back on the bed, hovering over her as he kissed his way down her body. Her hips were twitching, her body telling her where she wanted Nate even though she didn’t have the words to say to him. He peeled her panties down her body, kissing her legs all the way down to her feet before he threw them off to the side. Then he kissed his way back up, running his hands on the inside of her thighs, her hips jerking forward each time he came close to touching her hot core.

  “God, you smell wonderful.” He said as he pressed a kiss on the inside of her thigh. “I love you, Tracie,” Nathaniel whispered against her hot skin.

  His fingers gently separated her folds, and Nathaniel smiled when he heard Tracie’s breath hitch and catching in her throat. She was so hot and so wet, ready for him. He needed to make sure that she was pleased beyond all knowing before he allowed himself release.

  Tracie cried out in delight when his tongue flicked across her, tasting her juices.

  “Nate, oh my God!”

  “Shh.”

  Nathaniel whispered against her lips as his hands kept her legs open. “Just enjoy it, let yourself go.”

  Nathaniel’s finger traced around the sensitive bundle of nerves until she relaxed and moaned with pleasure. Tracie’s legs fell open again, giving him full access. Her back arched, and she dug her fingers into the sheets as his mouth descended on her again. He licked, kissed, and sucked until she was bucking against him, her cries ringing out, his name on her lips as she shook with her orgasm.

  Tracie’s eyes were closed, her breathing heavy, as her body twitched. She moaned when she felt Nate slide a finger inside of her. She opened her eyes and looked down at him, her body clinging around his finger.

  “You’re so tight.” He growled as he looked up at her.

  Nathaniel closed his eyes and moaned when her hips thrust forward, her body begging for more as he moved his finger in and out. He kissed her stomach before kneeling above her, positioning himself at her entrance.

  Tracie’s eyes widened when she saw the size of his cock. She forgot how large he was. Not just long but thick and wide, as if when the gods made him, they were in a generous mood. Nathaniel hovered over her, kissing her neck as he rubbed himself along her opening. She took his head in her hands and brought his face even with hers. There was such trust in her eyes and need. She needed him as much as he needed her.

  Nathaniel kissed her gently on the lips before moving to kneel over her again. He watched her face as he slowly pressed the head of his cock inside of her. Tracie moaned and gripped the pillow under her head. He slid forward, not fast and hard like he wanted to but not slow either. When he filled her to the hilt, he stopped and waited. He wanted to give her a chance to stretch and get used to the feel of him stretching her and filling her up.

  Nathaniel moved back out of her slowly, then thrusting back in. Soon Tracie was meeting his thrusts, her hips jerking up to meet him. She wrapped her legs around him and cried out when he went deeper. She clung to him desperately, wanting to feel that place of bliss again.

  Nathaniel could feel her body began to clench around him, milking him. The more Tracie bucked against him, the closer he got to his climax.

  Mark her! His wolf growled in his head. Make her ours!

  Yes! Nathaniel said to his wolf.

  Nathaniel grabbed Tracie by her hair, jerking her body up off the mattress as she screamed her release. His fangs came down, filling his mouth. He sank his teeth into her throat as he released himself inside her. He knew his bite wouldn’t hurt her. He licked the bite marks to seal the wounds.

  She was whimpering in his arms, clutching his body against hers as she rode out the waves of her release. He collapsed on the bed and rolled, taking her with him. They were both breathing hard, too spent to speak.

  “Did I hurt you?” Nathaniel whispered against her neck.

  “No.” Tracie’s voice was thick and husky.

  Nathaniel pushed the covers out from under their bodies and pulled them up around them. He pulled her back into his arms and kissed her temple.

  “I love you, Tracie.”

  “I love you too, Nate,” Tracie whispered back as she nestled her head against his chest.

  They fell into a comfortable silence then, and soon Tracie was sleeping by his side. Nathaniel watched her sleep for a while, tenderly pushing the hair out of her face so he could see her better.

  She’s beautiful. His wolf said as they watched her. So full of passion. She’s perfect for us. Nathaniel agreed. He closed his eyes to take a nap beside her.

  “Nate!” Tracie’s anguished cry woke him up from a deep sleep.

  Nathaniel looked around the room, searching for danger, when he spotted Tracie on her hands and knees on the floor; she was naked, and her back was arched in pain. Slowly her body began to change; her bones broke, and when the transformation was complete, a large black and white wolf lay on its side, breathing heavy.

  Nathaniel looked at Tracie in shock. No one had told him that when he claimed her, she would turn into a wolf. He knew that Tracie wouldn’t understand what was happening. It had to be nerve-racking. Tracie’s large wolf head turned in his direction. Nathaniel watched as Tracie got to her feet and stopped over to him. She moved with such grace and beauty that he couldn’t even be afraid of her. She was stunning in her animal form.

  “Tracie,” Nathaniel said softly.

  The wolf growled. She stopped in her tracks, sat down on her backside, and ducked her head as if she wanted to be petted. Nathaniel moved over to her slowly, his hand outstretched cautiously.

  “Tracie, do you understand me?” Nathaniel asked gently as his hand touched her soft fur.

  Tracie rolled over onto her back, showing him her belly. No m
atter what animal you shift into, this was a submissive behavior. Nathaniel sat down beside her and rubbed her belly.

  “You are magnificent. I know it’s strange being an animal, but you will get used to it. When you turn back into a human for the first time, it’s going to hurt really badly, and you’re going to fight it because it hurts, but trust me, if you just let it happen, it won’t hurt as bad.”

  Nathaniel knew that sometimes it took a while for a first-time shifter to shift back. As he was petting her, he watched her slowly as she turned back into her human form, and he was surprised to see that it wasn’t painful at all.

  “Tracie?”

  “Nate? I’m not still a wolf, am I?”

  “No, love, you aren’t,” Nathaniel laughed.

  “It didn’t hurt. Well, it did when I changed to the wolf, but not when I changed back.”

  “Are you all right, Tracie?”

  “I think so. You bit me.”

  “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. My wolf and I lost control.”

  “I’m assuming because I turned into a wolf that we are mated.”

  “Yes, we are. You aren’t mad, are you?”

  “Well, I would’ve liked to have known ahead of time. But I can understand losing control.”

  “Are you sore?”

  “Some.”

  “Let’s soak in the tub,” Nathaniel suggested.

  Tracie followed Nathaniel into the bathroom and sat on the toilet while he filled the tub. He added lavender-scented Epsom salts to the water.

  “Epsom salt is a popular remedy for many ailments such as muscle soreness and stress,” Nathaniel explained.

  “It smells good.”

  Nathaniel helped her into the bathtub before climbing in behind her. He kissed Tracie’s neck as his hands washed her back.

  “Nate, do you think about our future?”

  “Yes, I do. Sometimes I can see your belly round with my cubs.”

  “Cubs? How many babies do you see us having?”

  “We could talk about it, but I was thinking about two, to begin with. A girl first; she would look just like you. Then a brother to help look after her. How about you?”

  “Hmm, two sounds good. I like the idea of having one of each. A fine strapping boy who looks dashing like his father.”

  Nathaniel wet down her hair and reached for the shampoo, gently working it into her hair.

  “I love your hair, Tracie. It’s long enough I can run my fingers through it.”

  “Thank you.”

  Tracie let Nathaniel lean her backward so he could rinse the shampoo out of her hair.

  “Switch places with me so that I can wash you,” Tracie demanded.

  Tracie scrubbed Nathaniel’s back and shampooed his hair.

  “The water is getting cold. Let me get out, and I will grab a towel and help you,” Nathaniel said.

  Nathaniel stood up and chuckled when he saw Tracie’s eyes widen as she watched the water trail down his body.

  “You’re so sexy,” Tracie admitted.

  “Thank you,” Nathaniel blushed as he padded over to the towel rack and grabbed a towel.

  Without drying off, Nathaniel wrapped the towel around his waist. He then picked up a second towel and moved to help Tracie out of the tub. He bent and pulled the plug to empty the tub, then turned to help dry her off. He paused when he spotted his mating mark on the spot between her neck and shoulder. He couldn’t resist bending down to kiss the mate mark.

  “Is everything okay?”

  “I was admiring my mark.”

  “Let me see,” Tracie replied before turning to walk to the mirror.

  Tracie traced the marks with her fingertip, smiling.

  “I love knowing that I’m yours and that others know it too.”

  “You’re not mad at me for losing control?”

  “I was miffed at first. I would have preferred to have been asked. I’m okay now because I know you will do the right thing and still take me on dates.”

  “Anything you want.”

  “I want a wedding. I’ve always dreamed of walking down the aisle. Is that silly?”

  “No, Tracie. That’s not silly. I would love to give you the wedding of your dreams.”

  “Thank you,” Tracie said before rising on her toes to kiss him.

  Nathaniel wrapped one hand around the back of Tracie’s neck, his fingers tangling in her hair, and crushed his lips to hers. She gasped into his mouth before her arms went around his back, her nails digging into his skin. His free hand traveled up, trailing fingers up her arm, and then grasped her cheek, angling her face so he could deepen the kiss. Their tongues clashed, pushing against one another as they fought for control. He might have her in his arms, may have positioned her for what he desired, but she was the one who controlled him, who raked her nails along his skin, pushing him to go deeper, to kiss her until they couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think without wanting more.

  This was her. The woman he always wanted. The woman he would crave forever.

  Tracie blinked awake. She felt well-rested. She slept better than… well, better than she could ever remember. A grin spread across her face as she remembered the previous night. She carefully moved her leg out across the bed, searching for Nathaniel. She was disappointed when she discovered that he was no longer in bed.

  She had thought he would be there when she woke up. She shook her head in disappointment. There was no time to wallow in self-pity about Nate. She rolled over and pulled the pillow over her head.

  “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Nathaniel asked.

  Tracie sat up in a flash. Nathaniel stood at her bedroom door carrying a tray. He was wearing only his jeans, and the top button was undone. His light chest hair practically formed an arrow on his stomach, pointing directly down to an already prominent bulge. Heat flooded her.

  Tracie could see the wolf in Nathaniel’s eyes; they were full of lust. When she sat up, the blankets pulled at her waist, and her bare breasts were on display. She quickly covered herself up.

  Nathaniel brought over the tray and placed it on the bedside table. There was coffee, juice, toast, and scrambled eggs. He quickly slipped out of his jeans and joined her in bed. Tracie’s eyes were drawn to his massive erection; it was practically bouncing up and down at her. He leaned down and kissed her, his hands tangled in her hair.

  “I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you woke up,” He pulled on a lock of her hair, twisting it around his fingers. “I was making us breakfast.”

  “Mmmm, it smells so good.”

  They ate and drank their breakfast in silence for a few minutes. When they finished eating, Nathaniel picked up the tray and put it back on the table. He turned around to her and slowly placed kisses on her forehead, eyebrows, cheeks, and finally lips.

  She sighed as Nathaniel kissed her soundly. Desire and need hit Tracie like a tidal wave. Without thinking, she reached down and took his shaft in her hand. She gripped him firmly and began to stroke him.

  A shudder wracked his body. Without breaking the kiss, Tracie was flat on her back and pinned beneath him. He pushed a finger inside her tight channel and began twirling it around. Nathaniel bent down to kiss her breast. He tugged on her nipples with his teeth and pushed another finger inside her.

  Quickly, Nathaniel removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock. Tracie licked her lips and groaned as he moved inside of her. She loved the sensation of being filled by him completely. Part of her wanted to stay this way forever. She could feel her climax building.

  “Harder,” Tracie demanded.

  Nathaniel pulled out of her and slid back into her over and over hard and fast. He told Tracie she was beautiful and that she was perfect. He called for her to cum for him. She did, screaming his name and shattering into a million pieces.

  ***

  Nathaniel was in a cheerful mood when he left for work later. Things were going well with his mate, the connection he’d shared with her that morning still sent thrills through h
im. He had been a little unsure about leaving Tracie this morning with Maximo still on the loose, but he knew the enforcers were beefing up their patrols. Bruce and Stehn said that they would have an enforcer follow her back and forth to work. Legacy Tattoo was a public place, so there shouldn’t be any issues. Nathaniel would always be home when she was home.

  Nathaniel was glad when the day was over, and he could head back home to Tracie. He was pleased that he had taken his truck to work today because he would get home faster than by walking. When he got back home, Tracie was in the dining room setting plates out. His mouth watered at the smell of Chinese food. Tracie must have ordered out.

  “Nate, come sit and eat,” Tracie said happily when she saw Nathaniel enter the dining room.

  “It smells delicious,” Nathaniel said as he took a seat.

  Through their meal, they talked about their day and work. They reminisced a little about their childhood antics at the foster home. Their conversation turned to the upcoming wine festival.

  “Tracie, would you like to go with me to the wine festival this weekend?”

  “Rosalie had mentioned it was coming up. I would love to go. Will you tell me more about it?”

  “Every first weekend in October, the Lykos Pack town transforms into a frenzy of activity. There will be a parade, a harvest queen and her court, hayrides, a wine stomping competition, and booths filled with food and beverages. They will also have silent auctions, costume contests, handmade jewelry booths, and arts and crafts for the children.”

  “That sounds like a lot of fun. Yes, I would love to go with you, Nate, but only if we can participate in the wine stomping,” Tracie replied.

  “Of course, anything for you. We could get up early and headed out to breakfast, then over to the parade and make a day of it. Do you want to wear costumes?” Nathaniel asked.

  “No, not really. I think I just rather wear my jeans and be comfortable.”

  “Sounds like a great plan. I’m sure we will run into Rosalie and her family there.”

  Chapter 10

  Vendors and merchants, and artists chatted and laughed as they set up for the festival, happy to greet and sell to the crowds of tourists and locals. Everyone enjoyed the mix of foods, crafts, and clothing at the wine fest. Many booths sold homemade wine, jam, grape juice, jelly, grape seed extract, raisins, vinegar, and grape seed oil. There was even a booth set up to take the old-fashioned photos, which was a crowd favorite.