Lunewulf Law Page 16

  The party had broken up when they finally reached Johann’s backyard. His den stood silent, all lights out and everything quiet. Nik changed first, his fur turning into flesh and his hind legs growing until they were long and strong enough for him to straighten and stand on them. He raised his body slowly, his shoulders adjusting and his arms moving to his sides.

  Her beautiful lunewulf body transformed, taking on her human form while her heart slowed painfully and blood flowed in her veins at a speed she could handle as a woman. The sweet pain distracted her for only a moment. Returning to the form of a human always took something from her, made her less aware of her surroundings and more conscious of the many thoughts and worries that climbed around in her head.

  She straightened, changing into a human, small and petite—and cold.

  “Nik?” She untied her clothes from around her neck, focusing on his sweat-soaked body while he untangled his jeans from his shirt. The darkness added a predatory hardness to his features and accentuated his well-defined, muscular chest. He looked dangerous—a lunewulf to reckon with.

  He stared at her, a hint of silver lingering in his deep blue eyes. Dark blond curls pressed against his pecs, spreading across them and then forming a line of fuzz that moved down his stomach and then spread again around the rich patch of hair surrounding his cock. She almost drooled as she drowned in his gaze and fought to clear her thoughts.

  She inhaled sharply, the primal instincts slowly fading in her mind while the many swarming worries and apprehensions of her human brain took over.

  “What is it?” he asked, sniffing the air and frowning.

  She cringed, hating the first thoughts that consumed her. “I’m going to have to…”

  His brooding gaze rested heavily on her and she had to look away, pull her dress over her head and then fight with her stockings while her body shivered against the cold.

  “Well, you know. I’m going to have to fuck Jonathan and Lukas too.” She scraped her nails on her cold legs, struggling with her pantyhose until she had them situated and then dared look up to see his expression.

  He finished dressing and didn’t say anything. Her heart constricted painfully and she hurried with her boots. He didn’t have to speak for her to smell his pain, his discomfort with the idea. Before now they’d both been so strong and cocky about this new law. But now they were mated, together, just the two of them. And according to pack law, that wouldn’t last long. Soon there would be four of them. She hated the thick smell of her sadness.

  “I’m loyal to the pack.” She tried again, wanting him to know, to see into her heart and understand that she’d do what was necessary, but that her heart belonged to him. She chewed her lower lip, taking a step toward him. “I don’t want you thinking that I’ll ever be trouble for you as a mate. You’re my alpha, the only male who matters to me.”

  Nik glanced around the yard. It was quiet, although the smell of beer still lingered in the air. They were alone. The cars were all gone, and she didn’t smell any other lunewulfs around them. When he looked at her, she fell into his gaze, letting him pull her to him with his penetrating stare.

  “I don’t want to share you with anyone.” He stressed the last word with so much conviction that her heart swelled to her throat. He gripped her arms, giving her a slight shake, while his emotions swarmed, anger, love, lust and determination mixing together violently. “You are mine. Do you understand? Completely and totally mine!”

  Oh hell yes! Her heart pounded from the fierceness of his words and the way he held her, almost lifting her from the ground. Raw energy coursed through him, filling the air between them with its electric charge.

  “Yes. I’m all yours. And you’re all mine. But what about this new pack law?” She had to know if he’d changed his mind now that they were mated. “Whatever you decide, I’ll back it. Just as long as we’re together.”

  “We’ll honor pack law.” His grip relaxed on her slightly, but he held her close, staring down at her with blue eyes that were darker than a thunderhead. He had something else to say—it was etched in the determined look on his face. “I’ve made arrangements.”

  Her stomach twisted in knots.

  He rubbed her arms, his expression noticeably relaxing. Maybe he sensed her nervousness, smelled the trepidation that oozed through her. He cupped her chin with his hand and searched her face.

  “I’ve already made arrangements as to how you’ll fuck your other mates. Everything is arranged, and we’ll go through with it—if you agree.”

  “Agree to what?” she whispered, shocked that he’d taken measures to see to it that she fucked Jonathan and Lukas. And here she was worrying that he didn’t want her to.

  The comments Lukas had made earlier during the party came back to her. Her mouth went dry while her insides twisted nervously. He’d warned Nik that he couldn’t hog her. And Nik assured him that she couldn’t wait to mate with all of them. Then he’d said that they’d discussed it, that Lukas had agreed to how it would be.

  Now Nik wanted her consent.

  “Jonathan and Lukas will meet us at my den. All three of us will fuck you at the same time. You will mate with both of them while I’m there. We will do this together, unite the four of us. I’ve spoken with both of them and have their agreement.” He brushed his knuckles over her cheek, still smelling of the outdoors, of the beast that she guessed still lingered very near the surface. “I will know what my mate experiences and the pleasure that she receives.”

  Suddenly she had a hard time catching her breath. Nik had already spoken with Jonathan and Lukas. It was more finalized than she realized. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried picturing how it would be. Would one fuck her and then the other? Nervous energy sparked inside her but she couldn’t deny the heat from arousal that simmered deep within her womb.

  A foursome. Three males fucking her at the same time…

  “You’ll be by my side the entire time?” She wanted him next to her through all of it.

  “Yes. It has to be this way, Sophie.” Nik pulled her into his arms and his heart pounded against her breasts, reminding her of his strength. When Nik wanted something to happen, it usually did. When he sniffed something out, he learned the truth of things. When he chased someone down, they got caught. “They will be mated with you after they fuck you. Then pack law will be honored. After that, I will say when they breed with you.”

  She relaxed into the heat of his body, knowing Nik would have taken charge of the matter. None of this should surprise her. And although thinking about all of them at once scared her, a bit of excitement surged through her at the same time too. Her pussy was sore, but the urge to fuck again turned into a mounting desire.

  Nik would never break pack law. She didn’t doubt for a moment that he wanted her to himself, but he would always view honor and pride over anything else. If they were bound to this law, he’d see to it that he still remained in charge. Jonathan and Lukas weren’t unattractive or cruel. But she loved Nik—only Nik. She would do this for lunewulfs, for her pack, but mostly she did this for Nik. It would be easier for him this way, and easier for her to have him with her.

  “Yes. This is how it has to be,” she whispered.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Nik hated dropping Sophie off at Grandmother Rousseau’s den. It was no longer Sophie’s den—he made that much clear to her. The way her eyes glowed when he told her she no longer would think of this place as her den, and then the disappointment clouded her pretty face when he left her there, gripped at his heart.

  Sophie needed to rest. And he had matters to tend to. The first and foremost being securing them their own den. John lay snoring on the couch when he entered his den, one of his hands stuffed down his boxers. Nik scowled, looking away from his older littermate and heading toward his own room. He’d sleep until the pack woke up, but then business would be handled. Stretching out on his bed, he licked his lips, tasting and smelling Sophie. His dick hardened instantly, and imagining h
er fucking him while sucking another lunewulf’s dick, and possibly stroking another with her hand, drained all blood from his brain.

  It had taken an exerted effort not to fuck her in the meadow while they were in their fur. If she only knew how hard he’d fought off primal desires that were almost too strong for him to keep at bay, it would have terrified her.

  Sophie had given her virginity to him tonight. But he also held her heart and her trust. She would do anything for him. And he wouldn’t abuse that trust, not now or ever. Lukas and Jonathan couldn’t wait to dive into her hot pussy. He couldn’t really blame them. If things were different, he would kill both of them if he knew they ached to fuck his bitch. But the pack came above all else. Keeping their line strong, insuring that lunewulfs remained powerful and in control of their territory mattered more than anything.

  And Sophie believed this too. She’d said as much earlier. Drifting off to sleep, he slowly stroked his cock, anxious for the next time he’d fuck Sophie. One thing he knew—this would be the last night they slept alone. Tomorrow night, no matter what, she would be with him—and she would remain with him for the rest of their lives.

  A banging sound brought Nik to his feet. He rubbed his eyes, taking a moment to realize someone pounded on the front door. John must have headed off to work already. He glanced at the time on his cell phone. In an hour he’d have to be at the site where they were building some new dens. One of those homes would be their new den. He’d already talked to the contractor and once he had the banker’s approval, he’d tell Sophie. Whoever was at the door had better be a fast talker. It was already noon and he had a full schedule.

  “What?” he demanded, pulling his door open and squinting at the brightness outside.

  Matthew Jordeaux grinned at him. “I want to talk to you.”

  “I don’t have much time.” He knew how annoying the pack doctor could be when he wanted something. If he shut the door on the male’s face, more than likely he’d keep on knocking. Leaving the door open, Nik turned and headed into the bathroom.

  “I hear you have your little bitch all excited about fucking her other mates,” Matthew called out from the living room.

  Nik took care of his business and then padded barefoot into the kitchen for coffee. “Where the hell did you hear that?”

  “Pack gossip is flying today. I stopped into Howley’s first thing. Most of it I’m sure is grossly exaggerated or completely false. Gossip is like that, you know. But I can smell the truth when I hear it.” Matthew entered the kitchen and rocked on his heels, looking a bit too confident and cheery.

  The smell on him was sweet enough to turn Nik’s stomach. “And what exactly did you hear?”

  “I spoke with Lukas Kade. Seems he’s rather excited for his turn with his new mate.” Matthew moved a bit too close to Nik and sniffed him before taking a quick step backward when Nik turned and glared at him. His all-knowing smile didn’t fade, but the coldness in Matthew’s eyes put Nik on his guard. Obviously the pack doctor was more concerned with how everyone else smelled and didn’t bother keeping his own stench at bay. “What did you do to Sophie to get her so psyched up about fucking three males?”

  Nik couldn’t believe the asshole’s forwardness. “I didn’t do anything to Sophie, other than love her and gain her trust—something I’m not sure you know how to do with a bitch.”

  “You think because I stand in your littermate’s den that you can insult me?” Matthew’s smile faded, then completely disappeared. His hard look set the lines in his forehead and at the side of his eyes deeper than they were a minute ago. More than likely, Nik now smelled and saw Matthew’s true colors—hateful and manipulative. “You better watch yourself, wolf man,” Matthew said with a quiet chill in his tone. “Your den is related to mine now. I fucked Gertrude last night and made her my mate. Now there are two other males lining up for their turn. Tell me what to do to make sure that Gertrude always howls for me and doesn’t choose one of those other bastards as her alpha.”

  Nik instantly pitied Gertrude and also made a mental note to keep an eye on her. One thing Matthew said rang true. Their dens were related now. And Nik kept a close watch on his den.

  “Let Gertrude run the show,” Nik told him.

  “You’re kidding.” Matthew sincerely looked surprised.

  “Nope. She’ll respect the male who honors her and allows her to decide how she will fuck her mates.”

  Matthew shook his head, giving Nik a bewildered look. “I wouldn’t have expected you to be a male who would let a bitch put a collar on him.” Matthew turned, heading toward the front door. Nik followed, not wanting the male out of his sight as long as he was in his den. Matthew turned when he reached the door, pinning Nik with his cold, pale blue eyes. “Gertrude will submit to me. I really look forward to watching her fuck other males though. You have to admit this new law does have its perks. If she behaves, maybe I’ll let other males fuck her too. Have you ever thought about fucking her? She really is a hot little bitch and comes so damned hard she almost yanks your dick right off you. Maybe we could swap bitches sometime.”

  “I’ll give it some thought.” Nik thought more seriously about throwing the lunewulf out the front door onto his ass.

  Possibly Matthew picked up on the sudden aggressive scent that Nik didn’t try to hide. He gave Nik a quick look, sniffed the air, then left, closing the door quietly behind him.

  Nik showed up at the worksite in Prince George before he was supposed to be there. His boss, Randy Hartman, stood talking to one of the inspectors and, much to Nik’s surprise, Grandmother Rousseau. Not much got the old bitch out of her den, and instantly his instincts went on red alert when he saw the three of them looking rather serious as they discussed something.

  Nik hopped out of his car and sauntered toward the three of them. He’d be damned if he stood to the side submissively, waiting until he was called. After all, he was here to work, and protocol deemed that he check in with his boss.

  “Nik,” Randy said, announcing his presence with a quick nod when Nik joined them. “You’ve met Alex Wall?” he asked, nodding toward the inspector, who wore a badge showing he worked for the city. “We’re lucky to have a lunewulf inspector this time around. Apparently we need to pull double time to get these dens built. I’m told that we have quite a few new dens coming forward needing housing.”

  “Niklas.” Grandmother Rousseau used his formal name when she turned and extended a bony hand. “I’m not at all surprised to see that you’d be the first to show up to work.”

  Nik took her hand, bringing it to his mouth and gently kissing the shriveled, cold flesh. Her stale smell made the coffee churn in his stomach, but he smiled gallantly, then let his smile fade and nodded seriously to the two males.

  “I like hearing that there might be overtime. Once I hear from the banker, I’ll put my money down on one of these dens.” He wouldn’t let Grandmother Rousseau think for one minute that he needed the money she had offered him with Sophie.

  Grandmother glanced down the street at the five homes being built. “It’s a shame that these five are already spoken for. But my granddaughter would be more comfortable in something a bit nicer, don’t you think?”

  Nik fought the anger that quickly surfaced inside him. “Everything we build is very nice, Grandmother.” He kept his tone civil, calm and relaxed. Just as he also worked to make sure that his emotions didn’t surface enough to be smelled.

  Grandmother Rousseau ignored his comment and pulled her hand from Nik’s, turning her attention to Randy and Alex. Both males straightened, giving their pack leader their complete attention. Energy prickled in the air, and Nik guessed whatever reason brought her out to this site, it didn’t please either lunewulf.

  “I’ll hold you to your word that these dens will be ready by the end of the week. I want everyone who mated last night settled quickly. That is the best way to assure that our young bitches are soon pregnant.” She turned toward her waiting car, which idled silent
ly on the street, and reached for Nik. “Walk me to my car, Niklas.”

  He did as she wished, allowing her to wrap her arm around his.

  “I will turn Sophie’s trust fund over to you soon. You’ll make arrangements to build your den on Rousseau land. I want my granddaughters’ dens to be near me.” They reached the car and Derek jumped out, hurrying around the car to open the door for his mother. She ignored him and looked at Nik with a piercing gaze that chilled his blood. “Make arrangements with your builders here to start on the den immediately. Until funds are transferred, you will come to me for any money needed. I expect you to start building it immediately.”

  She let go of him, stepping into the car. Derek shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side, not saying a word to him.

  Nik stood there, fuming. He couldn’t believe the old bitch would fuck with his mating by creating her Goddamned law and then demanding that he build his den on her land. Who the fuck did she think he was?

  He shook his head slowly, letting out a breath that simply made him more outraged. On second thought, he could completely believe Grandmother Rousseau would pull stunts like this. Both actions smelled like the shit she’d come up with. He kicked a chunk of rock with his boot, fighting the urge to pick it up and hurl it toward her car.

  The last thing he wanted was for their den to be right under Grandmother’s continually sniffing nose. She’d already put her granddaughter through enough. The old bitch had no soul, no concern at all for Sophie’s happiness.

  “You okay?” Randy wrinkled his nose at the spicy smell of Nik’s outrage. “I’m sure sorry that your plans to set up your den here got fucked up.”