Night Born

by Godiva Glenn

  “Somewhere else. The pack’s land is big enough for me to find a patch that doesn’t remind me of you and everyone else.”

  Mikos followed her, his steps falling hard. She turned to confront him, unable to stick to her original plan of ignoring his words.

  “My wolf isn’t active, but I still have raging hormones, and I take care of them. This is our way.”

  “Whatev—”

  “You don’t hear me complaining about all the human pussy I know you’ve had. Don’t lie to me and say you’re pure. There’s no way you’re handling it yourself. If you wanted to be there for me, you could’ve fucking stood next to me once in a while. And if you were so concerned about what my mouth was doing, why didn’t you offer yourself?”

  He seemed to move between blinks and appeared in front of her before she could say another word. He yanked her bag from her hands and threw it aside.

  “You’re not running away.”

  “This isn’t me running. This is me taking a stand. That trailer is a symbol of my place in the pack.”

  His jaw clenched. “Fine. But we aren’t done talking.”

  “I’m damn certain we are.”

  “Why do you make me so fucking angry?” he growled.

  She took a step back, not quite afraid but shaken by this side of him. The moon was hiding, drowning them in shadows, and the darkness suited him. His eyes bored into hers until she felt dizzy. He snatched a handful of her hair and pulled her head back before covering her lips with his. Forceful and hungry, his kiss devoured her.

  The taste of him weakened her knees, but the flame of her rage remained. Their tongues battled, and though she wanted to pull him close, she pushed at his chest, making him resort to force to keep her still. One muscled arm around the small of her back and she was trapped. He yanked her hair and bit her bottom lip as he ended the kiss, sharp teeth digging until he broke flesh.

  “Are you any good?” he asked.

  Her head swam as she licked her lips and tasted the tartness of her own blood. “What?”

  He ran a finger from her neck down to where her sweater gapped in a deep vee, hooking the fabric. With a smooth yank, he tore it down the middle, freeing her breasts to the chilly air. She stood her ground, aroused and impressed but not intimidated. He leaned to her ear. “Are you any good on your knees?”

  Goosebumps poured over her, from the chill of the night and the heat of his rough voice. She took hold of his shirt while memories of his cum spilling over her breasts flashed behind her eyes. “I bet I can call your wolf.”

  He growled and shoved her down to the ground. She knelt, adrenaline and desire colliding and spinning in her head. He wasted no time, yanking his pants open and revealing his erection. This side of him set her on fire, to see his self-control turn outwards and dissolve into the wild alpha wolf he was. To see his serious contemplation collapse and become passion.

  She nuzzled his velvety flesh to her cheek while she stared up at him. His eyes, set in a canvas of need and frustration, took her in. Trembling with anticipation, she wrapped a hand around his thick length and brought it to her mouth. She could kiss and tease, but impatience overruled her actions. A bead of arousal glimmered on his tip and she swept her tongue over it hungrily before licking his shaft from base to head.

  He tasted like a wild dream, and the manly scent of him left her feeling high. Her other hand gripped his sac, eliciting his pleasured groan. Heart racing, she opened wide and took him in deep, until her lips touched where her hand held the base of his cock. The fist in her hair tightened and twisted, bringing sharp twinges to her scalp. Pressure on the back of her head demanded more, and she slid her hands to his thighs, relinquishing control.

  His hips rocked, fucking her mouth until saliva escaped her lips and she clawed at his jeans. A noise short of a howl escaped his lips, and he held her close, choking her. “Fuck,” he whispered. “I’ve been missing out on this?”

  He released her, and she coughed and swallowed, recovering. Experienced though she was, he was bigger than her previous playthings. She dragged her tongue across his sac and up his length again, panting. Clothing ripped and covered with mud, she felt wild. It was the best feeling she’d had in a while.

  “You look perfect,” he said with a mischievous grin. “Am I a monster to want to shove you in the mud some more? Push you down and fuck you like a wild beast?”

  She sucked the flared ridge of his cock into her mouth and shrugged. He aimed to shock her, and he’d succeeded, but she didn’t want to lose her head. This is all we get. Her cheeks hollowed, and she rolled her eyes back while her tongue teased him. She released it with a loud pop. “Give me your wolf.” His mouth opened but she shook her head. “Cum for me, and then give me your wolf and I’ll make him cum too.”

  He tugged playfully on her hair and nodded. She devoured his length again, running tongue and lips over every silky, hard inch. She memorized every veined ridge and savored the feel of him. While she sucked and bobbed, she worked his pants down so that she could feel the hot skin of his thighs under her fingertips.

  Wetness pooled between her legs, hidden in her jeans. His deep inhale told her it was no secret. That they both knew how much she enjoyed tasting him only fueled her arousal further.

  He took control again, this time frenzied. Her eyes clenched shut while he took his pleasure. The power in his grip intoxicated her, but she still needed to breathe. Her nails drew across his strong thighs, a warning. He pumped deep into her mouth and his body shook. Pulling back, he spilled his hot cum onto her tongue.

  Everything had happened in a rush, but as she stared up at him the world slowed. She swallowed his salty gift and stroked his legs, watching him with heavy-lidded lust and a lazy smile. There was no regret sneaking up on her. No guilt. She hoped he felt the same because she wanted to see his lupine form rock-hard and ready to break some more stupid pack rules.

  Awe flashed across his face, and he grabbed her chin. His eyes danced over her with an expression of disbelief she didn’t understand.

  “Kyra...”

  “Yeah?”

  He swallowed and his hold on her face softened. “Your eyes are glowing.”

  The words seemed to distantly echo as if she were dreaming. “What?”

  “It’s your wolf.”

  * * * *

  Kyra wiped her mouth, processing what he’d said. She didn’t feel any different. Couldn’t see her own eyes as proof. Mikos had stepped back and now paced, seeming to be arguing with himself. His pants were a crumple beside her and she reached for them, though she wasn’t sure why.

  At the touch of them, warmth coated her skin as if she was being embraced, and she called to him. “You still owe me more.”

  He halted and stared at her. The darkness in his eyes had evaporated into lupine gold pools she could have drowned in. He tore his shirt free and tackled her to the muddy ground, making her yelp in surprise. With quick rips and tugs, he stripped her, all the while kissing her deep and stealing her breath away.

  “We have to make her stay,” he said between movements.

  Kyra connected ‘her’ to be her wolf. She looked inward and searched but found nothing. Is he delusional? It didn’t matter. His naked flesh seared against hers, and she wanted all of him, consequences be damned. She was fine with sucking him off but if she could have everything, she wanted everything.

  There was no punishment the pack could dole out to her—she was as good as gone anyhow. As for Mikos, she couldn’t decide for him. If this is what he wanted, she wasn’t going to argue.

  Her hands struggled to touch every inch of him. His muscled back felt heavenly, and his weight over her was almost too much to comprehend. The skin under her hands vibrated with the underlying wolf and within moments his back and arms were covered in faint black hairs. He continued to shift until they could no longer kiss. His large golden eyes the only familiar feature on his now lupine face.

  Blood pulsed in her ears, drowning out everyth
ing else. Her hands wandered down and encircled his cock. It pulsed in her grasp. She looked down, wanting to see what she held, but his embrace wouldn’t give.

  Snarling, he rolled her onto her stomach and anchored his hands at her waist. Impatience seemed to tremble through him, and he dug his now clawed fingers in until she was positioned on all fours, breathing in heavy pants. His heavy form curled over her back, and the tip of his cock prodded at her entrance. Sliding along her folds, he teased her.

  His breath tickled her neck. “You want me like this?”

  “Yes,” she moaned, exalting in the harsh accent of his transformed voice.

  He slid in with no warning but didn’t get far. His girth held him back, and he pumped in and out, gaining depth inch by inch. She gasped and trembled as her body stretched to his needs.

  Most lupine females lost their virginity to humans. It wasn’t a sacred thing. It was a logical one. Lupine males were massive. Still, Kyra wouldn’t have gone back in time to change a thing. She wanted Mikos to be her first and relished the keen sensation of welcoming his lupine form.

  A clawed hand gripped her throat and she grew still. It massaged gently, and she relaxed.

  In her mind, she imagined what he looked like. She’d only ever briefly seen him like this, in the lupine form between male and full wolf. Though it was considered their true form, they only shifted into it for certain occasions. The taste she’d seen of him before he’d flipped her over stirred every ounce of desire in her blood. She’d fantasized about this, and now it struck her how otherworldly their existence was. Beyond the realm of rules and tradition lay this. Magic. Primal instinct.

  He plunged forward and speared her fully, taking her breath and sanity in one fell swoop. Darkness edged her vision and her skin tingled. She felt light, grounded only by his cock plunging deep and hard, stretching her, invading her in a way she’d never welcomed another to. He tensed and rubbed his muzzle against her neck. His motions slowed and like the light flickering in the distance, a thought crossed her mind.

  He could spill on her back, or the ground, and not betray the pack. But he was pushing deep into her with slow patience. His knot was forming, and he aimed to lock them together and empty his seed into her. The realization floored her, and she lifted her head, rubbing her cheek against his soft, furred face.

  “I can take it,” she whispered.

  His body shook, acknowledging her words. The bulge expanding within her was intimidating. It wasn’t meant to be taken by a human, and as far as she knew pre-shift lupine never did it either. Her mouth curled into a wicked smile. “I may look human, I may be cursed, but I can take it.”

  Digging her fingernails into the cold ground, she fell into his pace, pushing against him, goading him. His clawed hand wrapped around her midsection and he slammed into her. Several thrusts, and the sensation of being impossibly full overwhelmed her. She swayed but he steadied her, arms and legs bracing her, comforting her.

  “I’m claiming you, Kyra. I’m ready to start our own fucking pack,” he growled.

  Her mouth opened, and some part of her brain thought to reason with him. All that came out was a moan.

  “You. Are. Mine,” he grunted and sank his sharp teeth into her shoulder.

  He shuddered against her, resting his full weight down for a moment. Pain laced through her ecstasy and she cried out. Deep inside her, he throbbed, each pulse spilling his cum into her until she felt it running down her thighs, hot and thick.

  She fell forward, and after a moment he slid out of her. His heavy cock rested against her thigh and she wriggled against it, needing more. His long tongue lapped at her shoulder, which she knew to be bleeding. He pulled her legs and flipped her, his face close to hers. His eyes seemed to ponder her, and she stared back.

  “More,” he said simply.

  Before she could reply, he’d reversed their positions and held her over him. She settled her weight on his stomach and studied him, running her hands down his broad chest. My mate. Leaning forward, she pressed her nose to his neck and inhaled. Something deep within her stirred, and she growled contentedly.

  He lifted her, guiding her to his already full and ready cock. She glanced down, biting her lip. The moon cast a bluish glow to the few tufts of white fur on his lean body and the rest blended into the night. His erection was but a shadow beneath her, but it was enough to stir her blood. She steadied herself over him and descended, taking him into her aching heat.

  The situation was new and strange, but her hips rocked instinctively. She leaned back and stared up at the sky, wanting the night to last forever. His hand cupped her jaw and she smiled. Riding him slowly, she sank into his gaze and imagined what he offered. To be with her forever. Mated. Even if it meant they started over without their pack.

  She slid a hand between them and rubbed her neglected clit. A few small circles and her breath hitched. Mikos gripped her waist tightly, claws digging in until she felt them prick and break her skin. The pain crested and fell against her building pleasure, catching her breath and sending tremors through her body.

  Head thrown back, she howled as her orgasm raced and shot fireworks through her system. Her nails raked his chest, and she stared at the raised red furrows with an innate sense of satisfaction. Once more, she felt full and knew he would spill into her. She more than welcomed it. The scent of his pleasure lingered in the air, and every bated breath she sucked in was sweet with earth and sex. She met his eyes and clenched her muscles around him, coaxing him.

  His eyes rolled back, and he shook his head with a strange, amused expression dancing across his features. Her hips moved in slow motions over him, limited by the knot that held them linked. The clouds shifted above them, bringing a slice of moonlight. Mud and sweat coated her full breasts and most of his body as well. They were as nature intended, seeking their pleasure while entrenched in the earth.

  His legs bent, and he thrust upward with a loud growl. Holding her breath, she focused on each pulsating throb of his cock until they faded away. She brushed the hair from her eyes then leaned forward and buried her face in his neck. He slid free of her body and his fluids poured down her legs.

  Tugging her hair, he lifted her face and stared at her. “They’re still golden, Kyra.”

  “What does it mean?”

  “I don’t know.” He twisted a curled strand around his clawed fingertip. “We can’t stop. You know how mating works.”

  She did, though she wasn’t sure she could uphold her part. He’d already marked her with his bite and his claws at her waist, but she was supposed to mark him in return. A challenging task when she had no claws of her own.

  “I’m not sure we can finish.”

  “We’ve barely started,” he said with a wicked grin. “I know you’re worried, but I’m not. When she’s ready to, she’ll show herself.”

  “I see.”

  He traced her neck. “Before we connect completely, I need to apologize.”

  “For?”

  His eyes flickered with regret. “It wasn’t fair of me to ignore your pain. And it wasn’t honorable for me to stand with Sierra after what she did to you, or to stand by and watch her friends throw mud.”

  “They act like children,” Kyra murmured. “I expected more from you.”

  “It wasn’t a moment I’m proud of. I was frustrated and tired of it all. I wanted to shove it aside, like it would all go away.” He brushed through her hair. “And my words… you must realize. I was jealous.”

  It took a minute for her to realize what he meant. “You mean of the humans?”

  “Yeah. It’s not very lupine to be jealous of them.” He looked away.

  Her own jealousy was obvious. She did her best to ignore imagining him sating his needs in human, but seeing him standing within eyesight of Sierra had boiled her blood. Yet he’d actually seen her with other men. Seen her pleasuring them. She turned her face and kissed his hand.

  “I’ve claimed you. There will be no reason to feel tha
t again,” she promised.

  “I know. But I didn’t want to enter this union, this new step of our life without resolving the past.” He pressed a furred knuckle between her thighs, rubbing her clit. “And by the time the moon is gone, I’ll have punished you for every minute I’ve missed you.”

  FIFTEEN

  Kyra woke and stretched sore limbs. Dried mud flaked from her joints. Looking around, she panicked. Just a dream?

  “I wondered how long you’d sleep,” Mikos said from behind her.

  She rolled over and saw him shaking out his jacket. He was fully dressed, though she was still muddy and nude. “How long have you been up?”

  He didn’t answer, only came close and squatted by her. Setting the jacket down at her side, he studied her face. His hands—returned to their usual size and shape—cupped her jaw. “Your eyes are back to normal. Can you feel anything different?”

  She immediately shook her head.

  “Hmm.”

  “Are you serious, Mikos? Tell me you aren’t playing with me. Did they really glow?” Her downcast eyes focused on the dirt, unable to watch him.

  “You were full lupine last night. I’d swear it on my life.”

  She sat up, hugging her legs to her chest. “What happened?”

  He moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her midsection and resting his chin atop her head. “I think... that we did something forbidden.”

  “Mating is forbidden.”

  “No,” he said softly. “Mating is against the rules. Forbidden meaning the magic I wouldn’t tell you about.”

  She shifted but couldn’t shake him loose. She wanted to see his face but gave up. “The magic you said you wouldn’t do. The ritual that you’d rather keep a secret than have me even know about?”

  His sigh stirred her hair. “I think perhaps, that the ancestors missed a few steps.”

  “Then tell me now.”

  Seconds ticked by. The sounds of nature kept her company while he seemed lost in thought behind her. Finally, he rocked back and pulled her into his lap. She smiled at the motion, but when she found his face, it fell away. His expression was anything but joyous.