Kirby sighed in her sleep, snuggling into him more. He smiled,
because he felt so happy and content—the best he had ever felt. He loved waking
up with his little red on him. It was his idea of bliss. Rane knew he was lucky
to have found her. She was strong, stubborn, and brave. One of the things he
loved most about her was she was always thinking of others. Kirby was never
afraid of him. She always stood up to him and didn’t let anyone walk all over
her. All the women he knew, bar his sisters and mother, never questioned him or
would be game enough to say no and argue with him, they would never even dare
walk away from him. Kirby was perfect for him. Rane couldn’t have imagined
someone like this for himself.
He smiled as Kirby rubbed her body all over him, moaning as she
trailed her fingers up and down his chest. She leaned in and started kissing
his chest.
“Please tell me the crews that are working on the house
aren’t going to start at six-thirty again. I need the hot water and power. I
want to sleep in until at least nine o’clock.” Kirby groaned out against his
chest.
Chuckling, he moved his hands down her body, lifting her so
she could give him a morning kiss. “Morning, little red.”
Kirby moaned into his mouth as his tongue met hers. She
lifted her hands and ran her fingers through his hair. He laughed as she
mumbled against his lips, “God, I love waking up to a hot, naked, turned on
man.”
Rane moved her over the object she moaned about. She turned
bright red and groaned.
“Please tell me I said that in my head and not out loud.”
He laughed again and pressed his rock hard cock against her.
He breathed in her scent. The apple and cinnamon was stronger than it had been
since he’d met her. It was filling his head and blocking all his other senses.
Rane’s wolf was prowling in his head.
Kirby rubbed herself all over him moaning, groaning. She didn’t
seem to be able to get enough of him. She licked, sucked, and raked her nails
down his body. Her smell intensified, and he could feel her wetness against his
body.
His penis was the hardest it had ever been in his life.
Kirby moved her hands down, rubbing his dick with her smooth, soft hands, which
were barely able to close around it. He couldn’t take any more, and he finally
snapped.
Pulling her mouth back up to his, she growled, pushing him
back against the bed with the strength only a full-blooded shifter should have.
He howled, grabbed her waist, and placed her over his dick. She fought,
fighting for control and dominance.
Growling, his little red shoved his hands off her waist,
positioned her pussy over his cock, and slowly moved down until his cock filled
her completely. She screamed with a look of ecstasy as she raked her nails down
his chest.
Her scent kept getting stronger, assaulting his every
breath. Her pussy muscles clamped tightly around his dick. He was sweating,
telling himself not to come like a teenage boy with his first woman.
In the very back of his mind, he remembered one of the
elders and his parents telling him the signs of a woman in mating heat. Fuck!
His little red was in heat. Shit! He knew he had to say something, because if
they continued, she would end up pregnant. He needed to stop now or use
something to prevent it.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want Kirby to be pregnant, he just
didn’t want to be like his brother Kane and take her choices away…ever.
Blocking the heavenly smell as best he could, he growled out
through clenched teeth. “Kirby, you need to stop and listen to me.”
She froze as soon as he said her name. “You never call me by
my name.”
He chuckled. His mate was in heat, and the only thing that
stopped her was him using her given name. “You need to listen to me, Kirby, you
are in heat.”
She growled back. “I know. You make me so hot.”
“Kirby, focus. No, I mean in heat like an animal. Like a
female werewolf. If we make love today, or while you’re in heat, without
protection of some sort, you will get pregnant.”
“God, I love your lips, I want your lips wrapped around one
of my nipples or on my pussy.” She moaned and moved up and down his cock. He
groaned as she continued. “Mmm, I don’t know what I want, your cock makes me so
full, but when you put your mouth on me…ahhh, ohhhh.”
Rane closed his eyes, fighting his wolf like he’d never had
to in all his life. He needed her to trust and love him. Rane didn’t want his
little red to wake up later, angry with him, and leave him when she came to her
senses.
Grabbing Kirby to still her, he ground out, “Listen, because
I am on my last thread of control.” He reached up and held her head down to his
so their eyes met. “Kirby, if we have sex right now, you will get pregnant and
have a baby in seven months. Do you understand?”
She seemed to come back to him for a moment. “Seven months? A
baby takes nine.”
“When I bit you, and from our first exchange of body fluids,
I made you part werewolf. Remember I told you about the extra strength, healing
faster, living longer, and so forth? Another difference is that the baby bakes
faster, six months for full werewolves, and seven for humans. Also, you’ll go
into heat, like you are now. As much as I’m dying to have you, I don’t want you
angry with me if you don’t want to have children now.”
Moving her head, she kissed his hand as she said, “I never
thought I would be lucky enough to have a man like you to have children with.”
She started moving up and down his dick again, moaning.
Kirby bit his hand, and he had to count to fifty with his eyes shut. She was
gorgeous, her head was thrown back, her back arched, and her breasts pointed
toward him in offering as she moved up and down.
When he opened his eyes it was to lust filled brown ones
staring at him, and her mouth hovered over him as she purred, “Mmm, I want to
have your children. I would be honored to have a child with you. Do you want to
have a child now, Rane, or do you want to wait? I…ah, oh, ah.”
He roared with joy and happiness. She leaned forward to his
shoulder and bit so hard he knew she drew blood. She writhed on top of him,
coming around his cock.
He flipped her over so she was on all fours. She fought back
for the dominant place. He spread her legs as far apart as they would go and
smacked her curvaceous, round bottom. Then he leaned down and licked her from
clit to pussy, lapping up her juices. “Ah, little red, you taste even better
than you smell.”
She mewled and pushed her pussy back against his face,
demanding more. “Suck me harder, Rane. Come on, I need… Oh, just fuck me, fuck
me.”
Rane smacked her arse again and growled against her pussy.
“No moving.”
She shivered as he added a finger to her pussy whilst he
sucked her clit. Kirby screamed her orgasm out as he added another finger and
gave her clit a gentle nip.
Moving up her body, Rane blanketed her back, which held her
more securely in place. He positioned his dick at her pussy opening and slammed
home. She screamed out his name chanting, “Oh, yes! More, harder, Raannee.”
He moved one of his hands around and played with her plump,
jiggling breast. Shutting his eyes, he concentrated on the feel of her satin
smooth skin and moved his other hand so he could explore her perfect, lush
body. Her back arched. She shivered and writhed, pushing her body back against
him.
He moved one hand back to support her, and she picked her
pace up, pushing back on his dick, yelling, “I need to come. Rane, harder, make
me come.”
Kirby taunted him, and started fighting again for dominance.
So she’d had enough of Mr. Nice, Gentle Guy. He growled and gave her what she
wanted, pulling almost all the way out, then launching into her at the same
time as he bit down on her shoulder to hold her in place.
She screamed in pleasure. “Yes, yes, that’s it, I’m going
to… Oh, Rane, I’m going to… Rane.”
Her pussy muscles squeezed the life out of his cock. He
pinched her clit and gently stroked it whilst she came. He roared his own
release as he slammed home twice more. She bit his hand when the base of his
dick swelled.
He moved them to the side to snuggle, and she rested her
head against his chest and mumbled, “I love my werewolf.”
He froze, wishing he could see her face. Scared that he had
imagined it, hoping this time she said it she wasn’t in heat and meant it. He
wrapped his arms tighter around her, debating whether he should ask her if she
meant it.
Sighing, he leaned down and kissed her neck, whispering,
“You okay, little red?”
“Mmm, soooo good. Give me a couple of minutes and I’ll be
ready to go again.”
He chuckled and kissed her neck again. Noticing her
breathing had slowed, he moved himself so he could get a better look at her
face, only to see she was fast asleep.
By five PM Kirby was out of heat, and Rane knew that she was
pregnant. He tried not to think of that as they drove to the military base. She
sat beside him because she wanted to come along and practice controlling her
animal element. He glanced at her. The only reason he said yes was because she’d
promised not to overdo it. It had also helped that with her being with him he
could keep a better eye on her. He really did have to do some work and he had
to check on her brothers.
He frowned as they walked into a too quiet military base.
Rane pulled his phone out only to swear as he saw he had missed three messages.
Putting the phone up to his ear, he listened.
Message one: “Rane, you have become a pussy. The training
course you have here is for children. There is nothing hard about it. I have
taken all of the men out for a challenge, so when you stop getting your dick
tickled come find us on the beach.”
“Fuck, Cullen.”
The second message was from Faith. She wanted to be the
first to congratulate them.
The third message was from Jamie: “Rane, get your arse down
here before Cullen kills all of the humans. Look, I will take over for you, I
do like redheads.”
Rane growled, thinking of many ways to smash Jamie into a
thousand pieces. He turned to Kirby and said, “Little red, we need to get to
the beach now.”
She smiled at him, moving her hand up his chest.
He grabbed it and kissed it. “I really wish we were going to
the beach for something nice.” He pulled her along and continued. “Come on, a
werewolf named Major Cullen needs to take a break.”
She frowned but followed him.
* * * *
Kirby couldn’t believe what she saw when she walked down the
beach. Eleven men were in full gear with huge backpacks on. They were jumping
off the highest cliff into the water then swimming back, repeating the process
again and again. Her brother Hayden was one of the jumpers. Another six men
were buried, and all that she could see were their heads as the wave receded. A
large man, werewolf she felt, was kicking sand in their faces and yelling at
them. Kirby continued to watch as waves crashed over their heads, keeping them
submerged until the waves receded again, and again. Kirby saw red and ran toward
the large werewolf. Rane tried to grab her but she was so furious she glared at
him straight in the eyes and said, “Stay, freeze.”
His eyes went wide as he froze in the spot. She turned and
went straight to the large man. He was once again kicking sand in her brother
Logan’s face. This, she assumed, must be Major Cullen. He kicked sand in the
next man’s face and he coughed. As she got closer she could see Devlin standing
by the water as the five other men continued to jump off the cliff and swim. When
he saw her, he started walking over to her. She arrived at Major Cullen only to
see two of the men had blue lips and were as white as ghosts. They almost
looked dead. Before he could move back to her brother again she spoke up.
“If you don’t stop now you will seriously regret it.” She stood
with her hands on her hips and glared.
He glanced her way and smiled. “What will you do, woman? Human
woman, I might add. Go back home.”
He shooed her away, but not before she saw her brother
wince, which made Major Cullen grin. She grinned too because she was pissed
now.
“I really wouldn’t do that if I were you.” She knew she had
a wicked grin on her face.
He turned fully now and looked her over. “Are you going to
stop me?”
He smiled and she heard Rane growl, still in the stop she
had told him to stay.
Devlin came to her. “Kirby, let’s go. Rane will sort this
out.”
Jamie came from somewhere behind her and tried to guide her,
which just made her angrier. Her brother seemed to smother a chuckle as she
stomped her foot.
“Take your hands off me now, Jamie.”
He took them away and Devlin froze, looking at her. She
shivered in disgust as Major Cullen grinned and reached to touch her, the
growling from Rane was extremely loud.
“Call them in,” she ordered.
Major Cullen shook his head and frowned as he called a halt
to the five men jumping from the cliff, and called them over, then he turned to
her. “So, little redhead, do you have a name?”
She continued grinning. “It’s Kirby Brown.”
Rane roared in frustration. “Wolfen.”
She shrugged. “Wolfen now, I suppose.”
Jamie laughed and Devlin chuckled, and the major’s eyes grew
wider.
“Are you related to this Brown?” He kicked sand at Logan,
and this got her more pissed off. No more Miss Nice Girl.
She jumped up at him, smacking his nose, and said, “Bad, bad
dog. Down now on all fours, no changing.”
He froze and did as she said. She glanced behind her to see
Jamie and Devlin doubled over laughing. The major stared up at her from all
fours, his eyes wide as he muttered, “How on earth… Magic doesn’t work on
werewolves.”
She laughed. “You haven’t heard the good news. Fate has
changed the game a little bit. You see, because I am a mate and have some
werewolf magic, my powers now work on werewolves too.” She looked down at him
and giggled. “Isn’t that great?”