Challenged (5 page)

After all, he would thrill her this evening, then be gone tomorrow, back to his life in

Prince George. And little sweet bitch Ali would find her perfect werewolf who would

lay his kill at her feet.

He let out two harsh barks, once again ordering her to stay close, and then leapt

forward, allowing the pent-up energy inside him to burn free as he raced up the

mountain. Ali did her best to keep up, managing with her shorter legs to almost match

him as they jumped over rocks and ran around thick droves of trees.

The night belonged to them, thick and rich with smells of the trees and animals. The

sky blanketed them, thick with stars so bright and close, Stone was sure he could leap

into the air and grab one with his teeth.

More than once they let out barks, howling and growling at each other as they

relaxed into the run, releasing energy that had built with their brief foreplay and

exerting it instead on their run.

He wouldn’t let her tire too much though. He had plans for his sweet little bitch

once they returned to the cabin.

Ali hesitated when a new scent crept toward them. Slowing and growling, she

turned to head down the mountain when Stone realized other Cariboo lunewulf were out

enjoying a run in the mountains on that clear night.

It didn’t surprise him. It was a perfect night for a good run. And he knew there

were quite a few Cariboo up this way. What did strike him as odd was that Ali

apparently didn’t want anything to do with them. She’d already turned, hurrying back

down the mountain, running away from him, before he realized it.

Damn the little bitch for disobeying him.

He tore through the undergrowth, digging into the ground with long, powerful

claws, as he raced to catch up with her. They’d almost reached the cabin again when he

burrowed into her, toppling her over. He’d told her to stay by his side, and no matter

how brief their encounter, she would obey him while they were together. He would

demand it.

Nipping at her fur, burying his teeth into her enough to get her attention, he let out

a fierce growl. Little bitches don’t take off running by themselves, he snapped, letting her see

his irritation.

She slid out from underneath him, almost falling the rest of the way toward the

clearing where the cabin was. The change surged through her when he would have

leapt on her again. But she quickly straightened, standing on two feet now, and hurried

into the cabin.

“What the hell was that all about?” he growled, the beast still swarming through his

blood and garbling his words when he stormed into the cold cabin.

Ali turned around quickly, putting her hands on her narrow hips while her large

nipples pointed at him, making his blood boil even harder.

“Is there a crime in not wanting to see anyone else?” Something crossed over her

face, an emotion he couldn’t detect.

It fogged the air between them as well, smelling a lot like worry. Stone forced

himself to ignore it. They were alone in the cabin. And he hadn’t smelled any of the

other Cariboo lunewulf follow them back down the mountain. Closing the door behind

them, he locked it, and then walked toward her.

Ali quickly crossed her arms over her chest, her hesitation more than obvious as her

emotions filled the cabin. She was such an open book, an untried bitch who jumped

back and forth between willing and unsure. That right there was the main reason he left

the young ones alone. He preferred them willing and eager.

Turning on a small lamp on the side table next to the couch, he took her arm,

pulling her to him before she could resist.

He impaled her mouth with his tongue, swallowing the gasp that escaped her. For

just a few minutes he would enjoy her, relish what she had to offer, and then he would

take her home and be done with it.

At first her body was stiff, taken off-guard. But it lasted a mere moment. She

relaxed into him and at the same time her taste and smell changed. Those small hands

brushed over his arms, gliding against his flesh. Every muscle that she caressed jerked

against her, tightening and responding to her touch.

Stretching against him, her breasts pressed against his chest. She went up on her

tiptoes, the sweet smell of her pussy drugging him as her legs spread. There was no

way he could keep his cock in line. It jumped to attention faster than he could order it to

behave, throbbing against her smooth skin.

And then her hands moved down him, between them, until she gripped his shaft,

sending all blood rushing through him and making his cock swell to a dangerous point.

“Little bitch,” he growled into her mouth.

She responded with a growl of her own, soft and deadly in an alluring innocent

way. So fresh, suddenly so willing, she stroked his cock, building the fire that already

coursed through him.

“I want you,” she whispered, pushing against him.

Suddenly he didn’t have the strength to stop her. Somewhere in his fogged sense of

reasoning he knew there was a reason he should stop her. But damn it to hell, the way

those soft fingers of hers worked magic on him, fondling and caressing him, there was

no way he could figure out what that thinking had been.

Stone took a step backwards, pulling her down on top of him as he sat on the couch.

Blood pulsed through him with such ferocity that moving forced a bit of reason back

into his brain. And as much as he hated for it to end, it made her let go of his cock so he

could think straight.

“You don’t need some werewolf who’s just passing through to take your virginity.”

That was what he needed to focus on.

There was no way this young bitch, barely grown, with no experience whatsoever,

would out-seduce the king of seduction.

Ali slid down him, her skin like silk as she glided down his body, once again setting

the fever raging through his body. Going down on her knees between his legs, she

grabbed his cock again. Stone let his head fall back. When her mouth wrapped around

his swollen cock head, the beast that had barely rested within him suddenly coursed

through his blood.

Grabbing her head, tangling her hair around his hands, he thrust upward, her

gagging sound the only thing that made him pull back from her sultry heat.

“Mmm,” she growled, her tongue lapping at him while her blue eyes glanced up

with him.

Streaks of silver coursed through them. At least her teeth were all human. Maybe

she had some knowledge on this act. She was damned good at it. His vision blurred

when her eyes fluttered shut and she stroked his cock with her lips and tongue.

“You are such a good little bitch. Where did you learn to do that?” He forced

himself to keep a gentle grip on her head, allowing her to move up and down on his

cock of her own will.

She smiled around his shaft but didn’t answer. Instead she began moving faster,

soaking his cock with her mouth while she closed her lips around him. She would suck

the life right out of him at this rate, and he wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing to stop

her.

Every muscle inside him hardened into steel. Blood surged through his veins, while

the heat of her mouth traveled throughout him. Pure instinct threatened to consume

him. Pull her up and fuck her silly. Satisfy himself and break the agonizing pressure

with his release.

He took slow, long breaths. There wasn’t enough strength in him to make her stop

doing what she was doing. But he wouldn’t fuck her like this. It wasn’t right. A bitch as

young and sweet as she was deserved to be shown the true pleasures of life. Ali

deserved to be given the same as what she offered.

“I ache,” she whispered against his cock. “I’m throbbing and I know I can’t make it

go away myself.”

Images of her trying only tortured him more.

She crawled up him slowly, climbing him on her hands and knees as if her beast

coursed through her, controlling her. She straddled him, allowing her soaked pussy to

brush along his shaft. Gripping the couch on either side of him, she looked down at him

so that he could see the need burning through her in her fogged gaze.

“Fuck me, Stone. Give me what I need.”

He wanted to shake his head, control her and the situation. She had him paralyzed.

“I’m leaving. You won’t see me again.” He wasn’t stopping her though.

Damn it. Where was his strength to stop her?

“Fuck me,” she repeated.

His cock throbbed so hard. Every ounce of blood in his body had descended into

his shaft. It swelled with more need than he swore he’d ever experienced before. The

forbidden fruit was dangling in front of him, caressing against him, holding him

prisoner with his own need and lust. And he was just a werewolf.

Ali moved again, positioning her feverish cunt against his cock. And then she

lowered herself. Somewhere in the back of his fogged brain he knew he should take

over, at least make the positioning less painful for her. He knew he was good-sized, and

her small tight cunt would stretch painfully taking him like this.

Ali sank down over him, her soaked pussy swelling around his cock as he entered

her. He didn’t dare move. Every muscle inside him hardened painfully as he forced

himself still. She barely had him in her when she stopped, causing the fever inside him

to burn past the boiling point.

Her eyes opened, her lips parting as she took a minute to get accustomed to him

being inside her. He had to grab her hips when she pulled up, almost freeing his cock

from her heat. He didn’t push her back down. Damn it if he didn’t want to. But he

didn’t.

“You don’t have to do this.” His words sounded foreign even to himself.

Damn her for putting him in this position. Stone wasn’t a compassionate lover. He

fucked with a vengeance, making his bitches scream for more. Stone was a wild Cariboo,

a werewolf with a reputation. He fucked them and left them limp, soaked and satisfied,

every damn time.

There was no way he could do that to Ali.

“I want this,” she whispered, and then lowered herself over him again.

This time she moved faster, taking more of him quickly. Her fingernails dug into

his shoulders when she cried out, almost collapsing over him. Her pussy muscles