A Beauty to His Beast 2: An Urban Werewolf Story (18 page)

“What is that?” I asked him. He came in then turned a knob. Water came out into a big, white-shaped octagon.

“That is a Jacuzzi. I sit in it to relax.”

“Do I take my clothes off?” I asked him.

“If you want to,” he chuckled. I got undressed then stood in front of him naked. He didn’t look at me like I had committed a sin, he looked at me with lust. His strong hands covered my breasts. Goosebumps formed on my arms. My body temperature rose, and I started to panic.

“What is happening?” I asked him.

“You are aroused,” he said to me. Kumba was very tall, like a giant. He picked me up so I could be eye level with him. His lips came to mine, and he slipped his tongue inside of my mouth. My legs wrapped around him. He pulled his pants down, dropping them to his ankles. He climbed inside of the tub with me, and the water bubbled.

I was straddling him as his length grew underneath me. I throbbed uncontrollably like I never had throbbed before. I needed him inside of me. He lifted me up then slowly slid himself inside of me. Kumba took my breast inside of his mouth. I didn’t know if what he was doing was wrong, but it was a feeling I had never had before. My body trembled. I didn’t know what to do.

“You feel so beautiful,” Kumba whispered in my ear, as he thrust upwards inside of me. A moan slipped from my lips, followed by many others. Kumba’s size stretched me open. With every thrust, I felt connected to him. A tear slid out of my eye. I missed thousands and thousands of years of this feeling. His tongue flickered across my swollen nipple; I cried out. His nails extended, cutting into my skin. The water splashed out of the tub, and Kumba purred. My secret place gripped his girth, causing my body to tremble as I screamed out. The glass in his mirrors cracked, and the light in the room blew out. Kumba throbbed. Then I felt something shoot up inside of me. He kissed my lips then smirked, showing a set of white teeth with very long canines. “I would’ve lasted longer, but you gripped the hell out of me,” he said, kissing my neck.

“It’s supposed to last longer?”

“On earth, we call it stamina.”

“What does that mean?”

“Making love for a long period of time without getting tired.” He then gave me a serious look. “Will your pup approve of me? I have met a few werewolves, and they aren’t the easiest to get along with.”

“Akua is very grumpy, but I have a feeling his mate will scold him. She is very feisty, and he lets her get her way,” I said laughing.

“What about Ammon? Do you still love him?”

“I love him because he gave me my son, who I love more than life, but Ammon and I aren’t destined to be. I gave him many years, and yet I still felt incomplete.”

“Let me out of here!” Keora screamed and we chuckled.

“You are an evil witch,” Kumba said, kissing my nose.

“With a lot of love to give.”

Kanya

The holidays were approaching, and Beastly Treasures was crowded. Goon walked around interacting with costumers. He wore his tailored suit, and it fit his body perfectly. I stared at him like I had never seen him before. The way he walked, his stride and his appearance screamed alpha. He was my alpha, my beast.

Goon walked over to me then bent down to whisper in my ear. “How dare you get an arousal around all of these people. Now I want to taste you,” he said, causing me to blush.

“Cut it out. I’m glad you’ve been talking to me normally and not popping up in my head. You know that shit still scares me sometimes, right?” I asked him, and then he chuckled.

A man and a woman walked into the store. The man was very tall, like a basketball player. The woman seemed familiar; I remembered that walk. Her walk was smooth and seductive, like her feet didn’t touch the floor. The couple walked over to Goon and me. The tall guy had a scent of an animal—an animal I wasn’t familiar with. A growl slipped out of our throats. When the couple got closer to us, I realized it was Naobi. She looked normal. She wasn’t in her thick, ancient jewelry or her fancy silk garments. She was dressed in a pair of jeans, a sweater, and riding boots. Her hair was braided up in some type of updo, and her face was so youthful.

When Naobi got closer to Goon, she reached out then hugged him. She planted kisses all over his cheeks. A smirk spread across Goon’s face until he looked at the tall man his mother was with.

“That isn’t my father,” Goon said to Naobi.

“This is Kumba. Kumba, this is my son, Akua.”

“We can go to my office and talk,” I said, and they followed me into the back. Goon looked like he wanted to shift; he kept growling. When we got to my office, I hurriedly closed the door.

“Who are you and what are you to my mother?” Goon asked.

Kumba chuckled. “I’m your mother’s mate.”

“You aren’t a werewolf. What are you?” Goon asked him.

“I’m a tiger,” Kumba said.

“So, this is why my father said he mated on the outside. You had no connectional bond with him because you had a mate?” Goon asked his mother.

“Yes,” Naobi said, sadly. Goon looked Kumba up and down. “He speaks without an Anubi accent. Does he live amongst the humans too?” Goon asked her.

“Yes, he does, and so do I. I left Anubi.”

“You can do that?” I asked her.

“I can do a lot. If we stay on earth for a long time, we are locked out of Anubi, but I have no reason to go back. Where is Jalesa? I need to tell her that she doesn’t have to go back.”

“She and Amadi were last seen bringing some oil in,” I said to Naobi. Izra and Dayo barged into my office.

“There is an animal in here,” Dayo said, with Izra growling.

“It’s me,” Kumba said, not feeling the least bit of a threat.

“You like cats anyway, don’t you?” Goon asked Izra.

“Very funny, nigga. This big muthafucka isn’t a cat,” Izra stated, rudely.

“He is a tiger, and watch your tongue,” Naobi scolded Izra.

“Oh, what’s up, Naobi? I didn’t know that was you. You look normal. I’m surprised you aren’t dressed like those people in that movie
Coming to America
,” Izra said.

Dayo pushed Izra into the wall. “This is one ignorant jackass,” Dayo said about Izra.

Kumba laughed. “Quite a pack you got here.”

Goon eased up. “Keep her happy so I won’t get any more markings. Every time she cries, I get one, and it hurts like hell,” Goon joked.

“Where is Keora?” I asked Naobi.

“In her dungeon. You will not see her anymore or hear from Saka,” she assured me. Naobi gave us her address, and she promised to see us soon, then she and Kumba left.

“She seemed so normal, even though her presence is still strong,” I said to Goon.

“I noticed that,” Goon said. I fixed his tie.

“I’m proud of you. You didn’t leap on Kumba, even though you wanted to,” I said to him.

“I didn’t feel like hearing your yacking in my head. You women are very sensitive when it comes to love. Besides, I’m looking forward to this honeymoon you spoke of after we get married. A week away from the pack; it will just be you and I having more pups.”

“I’m not in heat.”

“Well, I’m going to pretend that you are and fuck the living shit out of you,” he said, in his husky voice.

“I need to separate you from Dayo and Izra,” I said, walking out of the office. Goon reached out then grabbed my bottom, and I swatted his hand away.

Anastasia switched over to me, slinging his short, edgy cut. “Kanya, darrliinnggggggg, I have been looking all over for you,” he sang out. He pulled me to the side.

“We are very busy,” I said to him.

“I know, but I was wondering if you want a three-layer cake or a four-layer cake for the wedding?” Anastasia asked me. He was a godsend. He helped me with my store and was helping me plan a wedding. Adika said she could give me the wedding of the century with her spells, but I wanted to experience it like a normal woman. I wanted to do things the traditional way.

“It doesn’t matter. Nobody in my house eats cake, but make sure we have a lot of red meat, slightly cooked. I mean, a lot of rare meat,” I said to Anastasia.

“You sure you aren’t a wolf? I swear you guys remind me of werewolves. I’m infatuated with them. Don’t you just hate that we have to live like humans? I want to jump in a Twilight book and screw Jacob’s brains out,” Anastasia said, then I laughed.

“You have quite an imagination,” I said to him.

“I know. That’s why I’m gay. Nothing is normal in my world,” he joked, swinging his hair and making me laugh.

My cell phone rang, and it was my mother. I excused myself from Anastasia to answer my phone.

“Hello,” I sang, sweetly into the phone.

“I’m sorry, Kanya. Your father still refuses to come to your wedding.”

“But why?” I asked her.

“He doesn’t want you to marry Akua. He said that Akua is a thug and is going down the road of destruction. I tried to talk him into it, but he still refuses. I’m sorry, honey.”

“Thank you, Mom. I love you, and I appreciate you and everything you do.” After I hung up with my mother, I walked back inside of my office and cried. It felt like my father had turned his back on me. He was supposed to give me away.

“What’s the matter?” Anik’s voice asked me. “I saw you rush off.” She sat down in front of me.

“My father doesn’t want anything to do with me,” I said to her.

“Oh, screw him. You have your mother and the pack. Goon isn’t going anywhere, so your father will just have to deal with it.”

“I guess you are right.” I looked in the mirror to make sure my mascara wasn’t running. Anik started sweating profusely. “What’s the matter with you?” I asked her.

“I’m uncomfortable. I’m having spasms down below,” she said, fanning herself.

“You are in heat. You need to have sex, and if you don’t, it will only get worse.”

“I’m saving myself for my mate.”

“Maybe Dayo is your mate. You took to him quickly, soon as you met him. You ended up on our territory for a reason; I believe it was fate.”

“He doesn’t pay attention to me,” Anik said, sadly.

“He was cursed, but I think he does pay attention to you. He doesn’t even allow any of the male costumers to talk to you.” I laughed and she blushed.

“What does it feel like? Does it hurt?” Anik asked me. I wanted to lie to her and tell her it didn’t so it wouldn’t scare her, but I couldn’t.

“Yes, but after a while it goes away, but with Goon, it still hurts like it’s my first time. I had been with another man before I met Goon,” I said.

*****

Later on that night, Goon and I lay in our bed tangled up in each other. His hand rubbed my back as he kissed me. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. There was a big bang in our house. It sounded like someone broke into our home. Goon jumped out of bed then shifted. I shifted right after then ran after him down the stairs. In our foyer was a big black wolf with menacing blue eyes. He was bigger than Goon’s beast. The big black wolf had gold bangles around its legs and beads in its mane. He had three wolves behind him. I knew it was Ammon.

Where is my mate
? Ammon asked, inside of our thoughts. The rest of the pack ran down the stairs in wolf form, growling. Adika shifted into her Egyptian Mau. She stood next to me purring with her ears going back while her back was humped.

She isn’t here. How dare you barge into our home, breaking our door down, while my pups are asleep. This isn’t Anubi. You will show respect for our territory
, Goon said.

My warriors will search your temple. I will not leave until she reveals herself. The gates to Anubi will close soon, and I will do what I have to do to get her
.”

Adika paced back and forth growling because one of Ammon’s warriors was growling at her. The warrior snapped at Adika. She charged into him, clawing his face. The wolf bit Adika, and Izra charged into him, knocking him into the wall.

Goon’s eyes glowed and so did the tribal markings in his fur. Ammon’s wolves turned into ashes. Ammon looked at Goon showing his teeth while Goon crouched down, preparing for attack. I had a clear shot of Ammon’s throat. We couldn’t kill him, but it would’ve slowed him down.

Naobi appeared out of nowhere and stood in between Goon and Ammon. “That is enough!” she shouted. Goon backed away, followed by the pack. Ammon shifted into his human form, dressed in his silk shirt and pants.

I’m assuming only the gods can shift back wearing clothes
, Anik said to my thoughts.

I’m sure that is the case, but Goon better not shift back because he will be as naked as the day he was born
, I said.

You will stop this behavior. It isn’t unacceptable. Now, let’s return to Anubi before the gate closes, and we’re stuck here waiting on it to open again,” Ammon fussed.

“I’m not going back. What about that do you not understand? I’m not happy there,” Naobi said. Sadness filled Ammon’s eyes. I felt sorry for him.

“I will put Dash, his pups, and Kaira in a far away temple away from us,” Ammon pleaded.

“I’m not your soul mate. The bond has never been there. I loved you, but you didn’t love me. I found my true soul mate, and he lives here on earth where I shall remain.”

“Where is he? I will defeat him,” Ammon said to Naobi.

“Let me go, Ammon,” Naobi begged. Ammon grabbed Naobi’s arm, and Goon charged into him. Ammon shifted back into wolf form. They tussled around while I and the other wolves howled. Ammon bit Goon really hard then slung him into the wall, knocking the wall down. A bolt of lightning struck Ammon, causing him to howl out in pain.

“That is your son! You will not attack him like he is your opponent,” Naobi spat. Ammon shifted back then slowly pushed himself off the floor.

“My son needs to obey orders!”

“He has a right to protect his mother. You are not allowed to touch what doesn’t belong to you.”

It didn’t take long to figure out that Naomi was the strength behind Ammon; she was the real power. Ammon knew without Naobi’s power, he would be just a wolf god with nothing to stand behind him.

I licked Goon’s wound on his shoulder as it closed up, and he growled at Ammon.

“You are turning my pup against me. I will respect your wishes. The gate is ready to close, but this isn’t over, Naobi. We mated for life. I will defeat the man you bedded with. I can smell him on you. I will kill him, and you, my queen, will return home where you belong, sitting next to me. This is far from over,” Ammon said, then walked out of the house.

I looked around our home, and it was in the worse condition I have ever seen it in. Then a few seconds later, it was back to how it was. I looked at Naobi, and she winked at me. It looked as if Ammon had never come with his wolves that he didn’t show any care for. Naobi kissed Goon’s forehead then ran her fingers through his mane.

“I will see you later,” Naobi said then disappeared. Goon and I headed up the stairs. As soon as we got into our bedroom, we shifted back.

“I cannot believe what just happened,” I said to Goon. Then he picked me up to kiss me.

“I’m glad your beast didn’t jump in with Ammon and me. I never want you to fight when I have the strength do it for us.”

“I wanted to rip his throat out,” I said, and he laughed.

“I know. That’s why I told you what I just did.”

“You think Ammon is going to come back?” I asked Goon.

“No time soon, but he will. In the meantime, let’s finish what we started,” he said, leaning me against the wall. My sex dripped, and a whimper slipped from my lips when he kissed my neck. I licked his lips then bit his chest. “UMPH,” Goon said as I bit him again. He held me up against the wall in our bedroom, his wide tip piercing through my opening. Every time he entered me, I felt like I was being ripped apart. My pussy gripped him tightly, and he groaned loudly. His canines bit into his lip. I arched my back away from the wall with only my shoulders leaning against it. He captured my nipple into his mouth and sucked firmly.