Lunewulf Law Page 13

  The cold night air slapped Sophie in the face and filled her nostrils with the ripe smell of pine and burning wood. Testosterone mingled among the smells. She glanced past Elsa at the dark figures that appeared to be dancing around leaping flames. Laughter, howls and hollering filled the air.

  “I’ll always worry about you. It’s my job.” She smiled at Elsa but ached to learn if Nik might be in the crowd of lunewulfs over by the fire. If he was, she’d think that he’d sniff her out. But then, he hadn’t in the barn earlier. Nik had made her come find him. Well she had no problem tracking her male now.

  “Go find him,” Elsa said, nudging Sophie with her elbow.

  “I’m that easy to read?”

  “I can smell how much you love him.” Elsa grinned for the first time and actually sounded happy.

  Sophie shook her head. Her youngest littermate could fend for herself. She didn’t need any more encouragement.

  “Howl if you need me,” she told Elsa, and then moved into the darkness to find Nik.

  Her new shoes weren’t waterproof, and moisture from the damp grass soaked through them while she walked toward the fire. She didn’t feel the discomfort though. Her heart pounded faster and blood raced through her veins. The primal urge to change filled her being. The beast inside her, the stronger half of her whole, cried out to be released.

  Smoke from the fire filled her lungs, along with the sweet smell of the surrounding trees and the heady aromas of lustful emotions. A tinge of spicy anger hit her too, but only sporadically. The overwhelming desire to fuck dominated everyone outside. Even those who felt disparaged or resentful toward the new law craved to fornicate before the night ended. Their emotions wrapped around her, drawing her closer to them.

  The cold night air added to the energy already pulsing inside her. It drew her nipples to hardened peaks against her new dress. She loved when autumn changed to winter. It made her frisky, full of life and the desire to run and play. Rolling in the meadow with a certain tall, well-built lunewulf would make everything perfect.

  It will happen. Nik had promised her that much. Tonight. He would fuck her tonight. Cream soaked her inner thighs and she almost stumbled over a clump of uneven ground just thinking about it.

  She glanced back at Elsa. Johann had found her. Good. Her littermate would be distracted. Sophie put a strut into her walk and strolled across the yard. A beer might calm her nerves.

  “Looking good, Sophie.” Lukas Kade grinned from the other side of the keg, while holding a black tube and pouring beer into his plastic cup.

  It would be rude to walk away from him now.

  “Thanks, Lukas.” She accepted the cup when he handed it to her. The golden brew foamed over the edges, soaking her hand.

  She had no idea what to say to the stocky lunewulf, so she sipped at her beer and watched over the rim when he moved around the keg and approached her. He was one of her mates, according to pack law. She was bound to get to know him, and fuck him. According to the law, she would have his cubs. Her tummy twisted painfully at the thought, and the beer she’d just swallowed foamed up inside her.

  Where the hell was Nik?

  “I’d say it’s time we got to know each other a bit,” he said, taking a long, slow drink from his cup and staring down at her.

  The lust swarming in his gaze shouldn’t frighten her. She’d professed to her littermates and Simone just a few hours ago that she could do this. She would be damned if this male saw her cower before him.

  “We’ve known each other most of our lives,” she teased, trying for a light, casual tone.

  “Now we get to know each other a lot better.” He downed the rest of his beer and she wondered if it was his first cup. He turned, and for a moment she thought he’d walk away from her, but he set his empty plastic cup on the rim of the keg and returned his attention to her. “I’m a good lunewulf, Sophie. You won’t regret fucking me.”

  She shouldn’t encourage him. Then, biting her lip, the realization that discouraging him would look bad made bile rise to her throat.

  “This is all just new to me,” she said quietly, her voice a bit husky as she desperately tried to make up for the unappealing scent she suddenly smelled on herself.

  She froze when Lukas touched her shoulder. No male touched her other than Nik. They wouldn’t dare. Except Lukas had a right. Damn this new pack law. He wasn’t out of line or even being too forward. They were supposed to mate. The whole point of tonight was for all of them to get to know each other better. “This is new to all of us.” Lukas laughed easily, obviously not offended by her pungent smell of fear. His thick fingers squeezed her bones, and he leaned into her, then buried his face in her hair. “I love your scent. I can smell your come. Your pussy must be soaked. We need to get together really soon.”

  Sophie couldn’t see past him. Lukas’ thick frame pressed against her while his hand slid down her arm to her waist. She held her breath and squeezed her eyes closed when he slipped his fingers underneath her sweater. Lukas would fuck her. That was part of the deal. Nik had told her he would take care of everything. Maybe he’d sent Lukas to her, told him to give her some attention. And it wasn’t like he was hurting her.

  Nonetheless, she jumped when he cupped her breast and then pinched her nipple between his finger and thumb. Electric tingles shot through her, and a nervous sweat broke out over her chilled skin. He twisted her puckered flesh while his other hand pressed against her back, holding her to him.

  Her efforts not to panic over the fact that he touched her so intimately almost distracted her from what he was doing—almost. And that bothered her. He didn’t feel, or act, or move or do anything the way Nik did. Lukas shouldn’t be turning her on. Yet her body reacted to his touch, to the way he pinched her nipple.

  Sophie took a deep breath and sawdust, beer and lust consumed her senses. They blended together rather well, combining everything that basically made up who Lukas was. He worked hard, more than likely played hard, and she should be flattered that she turned him on. He wasn’t a bad lunewulf—she should be grateful for that. If only she could get over her guilt for reacting to him when that was exactly what she was supposed to do.

  She molded into him, forcing herself to relax, and his powerful body wrapped around her like a warm blanket. Of her three mates, he would be her teddy bear. Although his thick, stubby body was very muscular, there was a softness about him too.

  “I can’t wait to feel that hot little mouth of yours wrapped around my cock,” he whispered into her ear, the beer on his breath saturating the air. Lukas continued kneading her breast, sending nervous energy flaring through her.

  Never before had a stranger spoken to her like this. And although she’d known Lukas most of her life, he’d graduated a couple years ahead of her, and they’d never so much as had a conversation before tonight—if she could call the words exchanged so far a conversation.

  Will I grow to love you too?

  Long fingers stretched over her ass, fondling her. Slow caresses robbed her of her rational thought, while the rich smell of lust grew in the air around her. His large hand moved lower, getting dangerously close to her steaming pussy.

  She opened her eyes, fighting to clear her senses and see when everything around her seemed blurry. Lukas cradled her head with one hand while his other hand squeezed her breast hard enough to leave a mark. But someone else now stood behind her. Someone with experienced hands who knew exactly how to touch her. They pressed their fingers against her silk panties, pulling them so that they rubbed over her swollen clit.

  She couldn’t think. Sensations rippled inside her. Pressure built in her womb as her pussy pulsed with eager anticipation. Skilled fingers moved between her legs, caressing her and creating a fire inside her that quickly burned out of control.

  “Don’t stop,” she blurted out, bucking her hips forward and forcing her panties to stretch and stroke her clit. A wicked heat burned her cheeks while embarrassment over her voiced plea made the air smell
sour for just a moment. But her request was honored, and the males in front and behind her continued fondling and touching her. “Shit. Oh shit.” Her world around her blurred, and she exploded, coming hard.

  Sophie panted until her mouth was too dry to cry out. She licked her lips and looked over her shoulder. Nik’s all male, possessive and proud scent filled her lungs. He’d just made her come in Johann’s backyard, where half the pack could have been watching.

  Chapter Eleven

  It had been all Nik could do not to pounce across the yard and rip Lukas to shreds. When curiosity filled the air around him and several members of the pack glanced his way to see his reaction to the male groping Sophie, he’d sauntered toward her with more control than he’d ever managed in his life.

  Sophie was his bitch. He’d talked to Lukas, had the lunewulf’s word on how the mating would work between the four of them. Then, entering the backyard at Johann’s, the first thing he saw was Lukas with his paws all over Sophie. He’d ignored the hush that closed in around him as his attention riveted on the two of them.

  “Remember pack law,” Johann said quietly next to him.

  He’d glanced at Johann but then turned and watched Lukas pull Sophie into his arms. She didn’t fight him. Her arms hadn’t gone around him, and she kept her cup of beer in her hand. But when he’d lowered his mouth to her neck and his hands ran down her back and under her shirt, his blood boiled.

  “Go check on Elsa,” Nik growled, nodding past Johann at Sophie’s younger littermate.

  She looked at the two of them wide-eyed, and then appeared also to be watching Sophie because she looked over that way. And Elsa, who already hated this new law along with so many other members of the pack, looked ready to leap forward with claws extended and protect her littermate. Elsa knew who Sophie belonged to along with every other member of the pack. As much as he’d love the honor of throwing Lukas across the yard, he wouldn’t have a scene take place and make Sophie a spectacle.

  Most of the pack that ran with them on a fairly regular basis watched him closely. His actions—the move he made in the next second—would make or break this new pack law. He felt the weight on his shoulders, sensed the impact his decision would have. He could saunter over and join Lukas and Sophie, or he could tear the lunewulf apart limb by limb.

  “What are you going to do?” Johann asked, tensing as he studied Nik.

  More than likely, his warring emotions created one hell of a stench. He blew out a long breath and looked at his friend. “I’m going to make a statement the only way that it can be made.”

  He looked back toward Sophie and then slowly started across the yard. It might have been his imagination, but he swore everyone and everything around him grew silent. He didn’t imagine the tension that hung heavily in the air. Nik smelled the lust too. Angry, horny lunewulfs were a deadly lot to mess with. He had to show the pack how this new law would be handled. Every inch of him tightened as he narrowed the distance between him and Sophie.

  Lukas didn’t look up and apparently didn’t smell Nik approaching. The lunewulf was drunk. He could smell the beer and knew it wasn’t coming from Sophie. Her ripe scent was pure and intoxicating. Just breathing in the rich scent of her come made him drunk. He really couldn’t blame Lukas for being too distracted to notice him.

  When he touched her, knowing Lukas had his hands on her too, his cock filled with blood so quickly that he almost staggered. He grabbed her soft ass and then grabbed her panties. She was so fucking wet! Damn! And then she twitched her ass, rubbing herself against the moist cloth. She loved this—loved the attention. Both of their hands on her turned her on enough that she came right there in the yard, with their pack surrounding them.

  And damn it if he wasn’t ready to fuck the shit out of her right now. She glanced over her shoulder and gazed up at him, her intense blue eyes laced with silver. Nik had come over here to show the pack that he accepted the new law, that Sophie still belonged to him and that he had enough confidence and strength to handle her other mate’s touching her.

  Sophie studied his face for only a moment before slowly smiling. God. He had to be the luckiest damned lunewulf in all of British Columbia. Another male touched her and still she focused all of her attention on him. Just maybe—maybe—they might successfully pull off this bizarre mating they’d both been thrown into.

  Eyes dark with lust stared down at her. Relief and excitement swept over Sophie. Nik stood behind her, his hand still stoking the feverish heat in her pussy. Her legs turned to putty when she met his dark, satisfied gaze. For a moment she knew she’d fall over, completely lose control of her wits and make an ass out of herself. She collapsed against his powerful chest, wishing the two of them could run away. More than she needed to breathe, right now, this very fucking minute, she needed him buried deep inside her.

  “Damn, Sophie, you just came.” Lukas tried to pull her to him, but Nik wrapped his arm around her waist, pinning her to him.

  Sophie’s heart pounded, matching the pulse that throbbed between her legs. She looked up at the two males who had her sandwiched between them. Their hands were on her, caressing her. She was overly aware of everywhere that they touched her.

  “Looks like you’ve had plenty to drink tonight, Kade.” Nik’s rich baritone sent shivers rushing over her flesh.

  He took a step backward, holding on to Sophie. Lukas’ hand slipped out from under her sweater. Lukas’ gaze clouded. He straightened, seeming to regain his wits about him, and looked above her at Nik.

  For the first time, she got a glimpse of the lunewulfs around them. Males and bitches stood attentively, watching the three of them. She didn’t have time to focus on their expressions or try to pick up their scents. Two lunewulfs stared at each other with her in the middle. She didn’t smell hostility or anger on Nik—far from it. If anything, his rich, lustful scent made it damned hard for her to concentrate. And she needed her wits about her. Getting stuck in between two males if they decided to attack would be bad.

  “You can’t hog her to yourself.” Lukas’ voice sounded gravelly. Extended teeth pressed against his lips and his eyes flashed silver. “She’s my mate too.”

  “She will be your mate. And she’s looking forward to it,” Nik said calmly, although he held her so closely to him, like a prize possession, that she couldn’t move if she wanted to.

  And she definitely didn’t want to. Sophie could hardly focus on anything other than the powerful arms around her. Nik had a body of steel and hard, firm muscles offered a wall of strength. The throbbing length of his cock burned against her lower back. Her insides swarmed with heat. Fire nestled between the folds of her pussy. The raw, untamed scent of sexual need permeated the air. She still trembled from coming and she couldn’t wait to experience Nik inside her.

  “We’ve talked about this, Kade. We’ve discussed and agreed how it would be done.” Nik’s words took a moment to register.

  When he let her go, placing her next to him, the cold night air attacked her quickly, chilling every inch of her while she glanced from one male to the other.

  You’ve talked about this with them?

  “What have all of you decided to do?” she asked.

  Lukas looked at her first, a slow grin spreading across his face. “You’re excited to fuck me,” he said huskily.

  She tried not to be obvious when she quickly glanced at pack members who lingered around them. They were curious onlookers, fighting to hear the conversation between her and her soon-to-be mates. If she kept her cool, stifled any worry or apprehension she had about any of this, they would all be impressed. Her opinions were just that. Hers. The pack would see her as proud, willing to do what was best for all of them, and she would show the males and bitches watching attentively that no law would ever make her cower.

  “I know you’ll make a good mate,” she said quietly, keeping her tone calm and straightening, holding her head high.

  “I will be. Anything you want, just name it,” Lukas said
eagerly, almost drooling while his gaze sauntered down her body.

  “I’ll keep that in mind.” She smiled, believing he would fight for her.

  She glanced at Nik and he took her hand, looking very possessive. He gave Lukas a hard look, although she didn’t smell any jealousy on him.

  “Remember what we decided,” he told Lukas.

  “I don’t need to be put in my place,” Lukas said quickly, his expression clearing as he met Nik’s gaze. “It helps seeing that she’s cool with everything too.”

  Nik nodded, then pulled Sophie to him and headed across the yard. More than one pack member grinned while he hauled her away. She fought to keep up and not make it look like he dragged her.

  “What am I cool with? What did you two decide?” Sophie turned into Nik, forcing him to slow.

  He looked down at her, his expression unreadable. “It helped him to see that you wouldn’t fight him when he touched you.”

  Her breath caught in her throat. She fought the sudden burning in her eyes when a panic attack threatened to hit hard. She’d pulled off being strong for Lukas, a lunewulf who’d never been a close friend. But standing in front of Nik, the male she’d fight and kill for, displaying her strength proved a bit harder.

  “He will be my mate,” she said, managing to keep her tone calm and not looking away from his penetrating gaze.

  Shit. He looked ready to pounce. It lasted only a moment.

  He ran his finger up her arm and gripped her shoulder. “And when I say, you’ll fuck him.”

  “Is that what you two discussed?”

  “You’ll find out soon.” He turned her so she no longer blocked his path but kept his hand on her while leading her the rest of the way across the yard. They reached the parked cars, many of them filling the field next to Johann’s den.

  Nik let go of her, although his touch had branded her skin. It was as if his fingers still stroked her flesh, making her tingle while heat burned inside her. He walked ahead of her, working his way past the cars. Tall meadow grass tangled around her thighs. She stomped after him, following him toward the pines that lined the property. His long, thick legs distracted her as she followed the path he created by stamping down the unmowed grass. Buns of steel flexed while corded muscle stretched against denim. In spite of the cold night, the heat inside her ignited into flames.