Claimed by the Alpha (A BBW Shifter Menage Romance) (Mate of the Alpha Book 2) (2 page)

“How could you do this?” I shouted at the three wolves, suddenly far more angry than scared. “Why can’t you leave us alone?” I wept over Harry, scrambling to pick up the pieces of cloth he’d shed mid-shift. I pressed them to the wounds on his chest, hoping to staunch the flow of his crimson blood. The three wolves looked at each other, each of them shifting to human form, one after the other.

The funny thing is that they didn’t look so menacing as men — they were muscular and tall, like many of the wolf men I’d met. But they were just men. My heart continued to pound hard, more out of anger and hurt than fear. But I knew at any moment they could rip my throat out in their shifter form.

“Well, well, well … what do we have here?” The tallest one moved toward me, his voice dripping with disdain. “Not only has Curtis taken in a bear, he’s found a human slut to make his own. This must be the bitch our pack has seen around.”

“Curtis is a good man, and you should leave us alone. They are kind to us, because they’re a good, solid pack.” The man chuckled, and his companions did too.

“I’m David, Curtis’s brother.” My eyes widened in shock. “Never mentioned me, has he? I’m older than he is, and by rights, this place — all of these woods — and his stupid pack should be mine. But no. He banished me, saying that I wasn’t fit to lead. Well, now I’m back. And I might take this pretty little mate of his for my own … He hasn’t claimed you yet, has he? Well, I can.” The fear returned, jumping into my gut. David grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up. His cronies came behind me, grabbing at me and pushing me against a tree.

“Curtis will find you! Even if you claim me, I will never be yours!” They didn’t pay attention to my words.

“Hold her hands back, Evan,” said David. Harry lay on the ground, not moving. I was doomed. I heard a long, mournful howl in the distance, and I wondered if it was one of our own, mourning one of the pack. The sound came closer, and I screamed as loud as my lungs could manage. In my heart, I knew that my pack leader had come to rescue me. Curtis’s beautiful chestnut wolf form appeared from the woods. He leaped at David, knocking him to the ground before he had time to shift. Curtis growled mightily, and swiped his long, sharp claws across his brother’s chest, just as David had done to Harry.

“I swear, Curtis, I wasn’t going to hurt her,” Harry said between gasps. Curtis’s wolf form stepped away from his brother, and I saw my beautiful alpha shift before my eyes, revealing his resplendent naked form.

“Go now,” said Curtis, “And never return to this place again.” David nodded, taking stock of his wounds. His men came to him and led him off into the woods.

“And you! What are you doing out here! And poor Harry … we need to get you both back to the estate at once.” Curtis howled authoritatively, and the pack slowly materialized through the woods. Several shifted into human form and stepped forward to take Harry in their arms. Curtis picked me up in his arms like a bride and began walking back to the manor. I flushed with embarrassment.

“I’m not hurt, Curtis!” I tried to pull away from him.

“No, but you are mine. And I’m not letting you go.” I lay my head against his broad, bare chest and let him carry me back to the house. The pack followed us, silent with reverence. Their alpha had defeated his rival, and David would never be seen here again. “I will take you and make you my mate,” he said, as we walked. His voice was loud enough to reach the ears of the entire pack. “I will initiate you into my pack, and I shall claim you for my own.” He growled at me, daring me to refuse.

“Yes, Curtis,” I said, content to be in his arms. No man had ever lifted me, had ever made me feel small and protected. Not like Curtis could. I knew I would do whatever he needed to become truly his.

The pack dispersed to their rooms when we got back to the estate. Curtis carried me through the door and down the dark hallway to my room. My heart thumped hard in my chest — but this time, it was with anticipation. I could see that Curtis was already hard. After a hunt, he always was. And this was the hunt to end all hunts.

He set me down in the room and kissed me, pulling me roughly to him. He bit down almost hard enough to draw blood on my lip. Where David had torn my shirt, he ripped the fabric away, exposing my breasts. He fondled them roughly, pinching my nipples.

“You will become a wolf, and you will be a member of my pack. And now, you will submit to me just as I desire.”

“Yes, Curtis,” I said. He threw me onto the bed.

“Take off your pants,” he growled. I slipped off my jeans and panties at once, and then he was on me. He ran his fingers over my breasts, sending shocks of pleasure to my sex, making me all at once ready for him to take me. He stroked his cock as he stood before me.

“Spread your legs, mate.” I did as he said, my lower lips drenched with my desire for him. He moved toward the edge of the bed and pulled me toward him. He paused, pressing just the tip of his thickness against my opening. Sometimes, he was almost more than I could take, but I loved the pain of it. He bent down and ran his fingers over my breasts, brushing his lips against each nipple, pushing his cock further into my pussy and stretching me open. He pulled one nipple into his mouth, sending shocks of pleasure straight to my waiting pussy. He slammed into me all the way and stood up to grab my hips.

“Fill me up,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. I spread my legs further apart, ready to give him the gift of release, ready to become his mate for life. He slammed into me, his hips slapping against mine. He picked up speed, ramming himself into me, hitting my most sensitive spot inside and activating the pleasurable pain that only he could provide me. Just as I felt the heat and tension building inside of me, he pulled out of my pussy, his cock dripping wet with my juices. He said nothing but looked me in the eye with his wolf eyes, growling as if to challenge me.

“Turn over,” he said. I did as I was told. “I’m going to take your ass now. This is my
need.
” My heart fluttered with anxiety. This is something I’d never let a man do before. Wasn’t this supposed to hurt? I shuddered until Curtis’s strong hands rested on my hips and he positioned himself behind me on the bed.

He pushed his cock against my virgin ass, finding the tight little hole that he needed. Every part of my body was his, so I would give him whatever he asked, whatever he desired. He put his hand to my pussy and ran his fingers over my clit. I sighed with delight. He held his cock at my ass and rubbed his fingers over my clit in circles. I started to feel empty without his cock inside of me. The heat rose in my pussy, filling me with desire, with
need.

“Put it in please …” I sighed, pushing my ass back against him. “Take me now.” He obliged, slipping the head of his cock inside my ass. He held the tip there, groaning with pleasure.

“God that’s tight,” he muttered, still rubbing his fingers over my pussy and slipping a finger inside of my wet folds. The pain was intense, but the pleasure began to build inside of me too, connected from my ass where he filled me to my pussy where he stroked me, wanting me to complete my desire as he took my ass for the first time. He slide his cock inside of me further, opening my ass and sending shivers of pleasure up and down my spine. He thrust deeper into my ass, filling me up to the hilt. I was completely helpless, impaled on him, completely his. I moaned, my voice animal and full of lust. He pulled his hand away from me and put them to my hips, steadying himself. He pulled his cock almost all the way out, and then he slammed against me hard, his thrusts becoming rhythmic as I opened to him. I cried out and moaned, giving myself to the sensations he created in my body. His muscles tensed, and he picked up his speed, sending me over the edge into my own abyss of desire. I came, his cock slamming into my ass, and my pussy throbbing and aching with its wetness. I clenched my toes against the bed and gave into the pleasure and pain of it. Curtis’s rammed his hips into mine and brought his fingers back to my pussy, relishing the wetness he found there.

“My mate,” he sighed, “She likes it just like this.” He slowed his rhythm, making sure I could feel the pressure of his hand against my sensitive pussy and the stretching he’d created deep in my ass. Tears came to my eyes … tears of pain, tears of pleasure. I lost myself then, my body feeling like it would evaporate before my eyes. He sped up again, his fingers seeking and demanding another climax from my body. I groaned loudly, coming hard against his body just as he released his seed deep inside my virgin hole. He pushed into me one last time, releasing another hot jet inside of me. Finally, he slumped against me, his cock still in my ass, his arms encircling me.

“Tomorrow night, I will claim you for mine,” he said, nearly growling the words. “And I’ll share you with whomever I like,” he added.

“Yes, Alpha,” I said. Even though we hadn’t yet held the ceremony, I knew I was his. He’d taken me in every way that he could, and I was content to do as he pleased.

The next morning was the morning of the full moon. It was dark when we woke, and the waxing moon hung low in the sky. My heart fluttered. I knew it would be full tonight, and it would be clear. The pack would initiate me, and my alpha would claim me as his mate. I’d be his forever, and in a day’s time, I would become a wolf.

“I’m going to hunt alone this morning,” Curtis said. “I’ll be back before dark to prepare you for the ceremony.”

“Don’t leave me,” I said. I knew that he would be back. My heart told me so. I was already beginning to sense his comings and goings. Because he’d shared his body with me so many times in this month, I was already starting to become his. But on this day, I felt vulnerable, even though I knew that Curtis lived to protect me.

“It’s something I must do. It is tradition. Like a marriage, I mustn’t be with my mate the day before her claiming. I’ll go while it’s still dark.” He kissed me hard and bid me goodbye, shifting into his wolfish form before he left the room. The door slammed closed behind him, and I felt truly alone. I knew the wolves he was to share me with, three of the leaders in his pack, who were kind and gentle men. I’d still been nervous about it, since there was an element to it that I didn’t feel sure about. And then there was the whole being a wolf thing to get over. Yeah, I wasn’t over that yet. I spent the day working, trying to push the inevitability of the night out of my mind. After I sent for dinner, one of the men that would initiate me came to my door.

“Yes, Derek?” I looked him over as he stood at my door. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. None of these people ever wore shirts. I rolled my eyes. Derek was handsome and noble looking, much like the other members of the pack. But he was clearly nervous too. He looked down at his feet.

“Cassandra … I mean … Alpha, I’ve been sent to bathe you.” My mouth dropped open. Bathe me? I could bathe myself.

“You most certainly will not! You may be part of the ceremony, but I won’t be letting you give me a bath before then.”

“This is all sanctioned by Alpha. The pack master will have me bath you in oil, and then I will pleasure you … before the ritual begins.” I felt a strange pull to the young man, and because of my connection with Curtis, I knew immediately that Derek was telling the truth. This man
had
been sent here just for that purpose, and Curtis wouldn’t take no for an answer. It was part of the ceremony, and I would submit.

“Come with me, Alpha.”

“Please don’t call me that,” I grumbled. I felt the pull again, this time stronger. I knew I would submit to Curtis’s will, but I wouldn’t be called “Alpha,” not yet. I wasn’t yet the alpha female of the pack, and I didn’t need any reminders that I would be.

“Yes, Cassandra.” Derek glanced at me, nervous again. “If I may say so, you are most desirable. We males all understand why Curtis chose you as his mate.” He blushed, and I couldn’t help but smile. Flattery would work just fine.

“Okay, Derek, what’s the plan?”

“You’ll come to the baths, and my companions and I will bathe you.” I sighed. So be it. If I was being honest, I did feel a draw to the boy, but I didn’t want to admit it, even so close to the ceremony. I grabbed a robe and a pair of slippers and followed him down the hall to the baths. I’d never really bathed there, though I’d peeked in when the females were playing around in the pools. Curtis had had it installed, he told me, to foster community in the pack. Bathing together was common among people in other parts of the world, and it was a wolfish custom that he brought to his pack. I walked behind the nervous, flushing boy who couldn’t have been much older than nineteen. This young man would be bathing me — and pleasuring me? What on earth did that mean?

When we got to the baths, he let me go in in front of him. I stepped to the changing room, and he followed me.

“Come on, Derek. Really?”

“Curtis wanted me to keep an eye on you. Also, please undress completely.” He blushed again. I could see that he was already getting hard through his pants. I grumbled but did as he said, sensing again that I was serving my alpha. I pulled off my clothes and couldn’t help but notice the boy’s growing erection. He
was
delicious. I guess I didn’t much mind him seeing me naked. I’d come to appreciate the curves of my body. In this community, the males appreciated women who would be considered large by much of the rest of society. They loved my wide hips and large, round breasts, and they often told me so. The female wolves were mostly ample women, reflecting the males’ desires for them to be that way.

“Come with me, Cassandra.” Derek took me by my hand and led me out to the baths. There were pools and showers spread over the room, and Curtis always had a team keep it spotless. I started to walk to one of the showers, when Derek stopped me. I spotted one of the baths with cups and basins around it. They filled with different colored oils. I sighed and resigned myself to the strange ceremony before me. The two other young men appeared in the bath, each wearing only a towel. Derek led me to the pool, and guided me down the steps. It was filled with mineral water that Curtis had imported — I’d heard about it from the other women here. It was supposed to be good for the skin. The water was sensuous on my skin. The two other young men dropped their towels and got into the pool with me. Derek followed suit, dropping his pants and climbing into the pool right beside me. He took one of the small basins of oil and got some on his hand.