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Chapter 20

Eleanor turned just as two male wolves broke through the trees. Outsiders! 

She wanted to stay and help, but couldn’t disobey her Alpha’s command.  No, they needed help!  Concentrating, she focused on pinpointing Anders. 
“HELP!  WE NEED HELP!”

She didn’t know if her message got through, because she had to cut communication when a figure stepped from the trees and blocked her path.  She slid to a halt and bared her teeth at the shifter male who stood before her in human form.  Snarling in warning, she tried to lock onto Anders again.  In human form, this male would be no match for her wolf, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t try to get a cry out to her pack first.  That attempt was abandoned when the male lifted his arm and pointed it at her.  It took her precious seconds to realize he held a weapon.

Eleanor hesitated for only the briefest of moments, but that’s all it took.  A shot rang out and just as she jumped, it hit her in the shoulder.  The pain sent her bolting for the trees and adrenaline kept her wounded front leg working even though it’d been hit.

Behind her, she heard an enraged Delano tearing into the group even as she raced for safety.  Blood was rushing in her ears and she struggled to keep straight as her wounded shoulder kept giving out.  She prayed the pack heard the shot and would come running. 
Shit!  Shit!  SHIT!

A snap of twigs behind her had her turning her head as she ran.  A wolf was chasing her.  She knew it wasn’t Delano because she could still hear his growls in the distance.  The outsider who shot her had shifted and was coming for her. 

Surging forth, she cursed May and June and her wolf promised retribution. 

Stumbling, she quickly righted herself, realizing that the wolf was gaining on her.  Racing past Shuffle’s pond, she was getting deeper into her territory.  She needed to get home.  The closer she got the easier it would be to alert her pack that they were under attack. 

As if sensing her intentions, the outsider suddenly leapt in front of her causing her to slide as she tried to stop.  Cowering back, she just managed to avoid his teeth as he lunged for her throat.   Her hackles rose as they circled each other.   She tried to ignore the throb in her shoulder and the sudden sickening nausea that roiled through her belly.  The wolf in front of her leered at her with lascivious eyes.  If she’d mistaken the intent in his eyes, he made it clear when her shoulder gave out and she stumbled to the ground.  The wolf quickly circled around and attempted to mount her.  Indignation flared and Eleanor rolled quickly, clamping jaws on the beasts shoulder and shaking her head. 

The outsider howled and the lust that had filled his eyes only moments earlier was replaced with fury and the promise of retribution.  She didn’t care.   She’d fight to the death before letting some outside male mount her like she was a bitch in heat.

They began circling each other again, but something was happening to her.  Her limbs were tingling and her insides fluttered as heat pooled low in her belly.  Confusion rounded her eyes and her snout turned toward her hind end when she caught the whiff of something she hadn’t scented since her mate died.  Realization struck and she jerked her head to eye the dart that was protruding from her shoulder.  Sharp teeth jerked it free and she spit it out as panic flared to life.  When she looked at the wolf circling her, she shuddered at the giddy anticipation she read there.

Lust tranq!
  They’d shot her with a fucking lust tranq!  Eleanor had only ever heard of them, but knew they existed.  They were forbidden for wolves to use against one another, but apparently no one had told these assholes.

Designed to instigate an instantaneous heat in females, the tranqs were outlawed after multiple females had been attacked and impregnated by males who were only out for a fuck and not a claiming.  Typically, a female’s heat was only induced by the claiming of a mate.  It ensured that children were born only of a true mating.  With no heat, a female could fornicate without the fear of becoming pregnant, but with lust tranqs that wasn’t the case.  A female not only went into heat, but she
needed
to be fucked.  It’s why the men jokingly referred to them as lust tranqs.  Once the drug hit a female’s system, she’d be unable and unwilling to turn down any male that attempted to mount her.  It caused a reaction, a craving, a need so severe that females had died of heart attacks from their body’s inability to sate its need.  Once the drug was in the system, a female had to be mounted repeatedly until the drug left her system or she could die from sheer need.

The wolf in front of her licked it’s jowls as it scented the air.  Eleanor staggered back, attempted to move while keeping her legs closed.  She tucked her tail to try and hide her scent, but it was clear the male knew what was happening.  Of course he knew.  He’d done this with intent.

So engrossed in what was happening to her, Eleanor didn’t even hear the second male’s approach until his wolf’s all-white form crashed into the clearing.  Startled, she jumped and scrambled back from the two wolves.  The white wolf looked from her to his friend before nodding and slowly stalking forward. 

Eleanor backed up even as heat and longing flared to life.  The thought of two young wolves taking turns pounding into her had the fur between her legs dampening.  Her sex throbbed and she whined as her pheromones misted the air around them.  Any male wolf in a ten mile radius would scent her need and come to take his turn, and to her absolute horror, the thought was exciting and had her wolf lifting its tail straight in the air as her shoulders dropped down to the earth, offering herself up to the males before her.

The two wolves looked at each other in shock before dipping their heads and slowly approaching.

Eleanor struggled within herself.   The wolf in her wanted to be mounted, but the woman refused!  Forcing herself up, she lunged at the white wolf, attacking savagely even as her limbs burned with need.

While she fought one, the other circled around and hopped on her hips.  She spun quickly and ripped at his shoulder even as the wolf behind her used his muzzle to brush her tail aside and sniff at her.  The brush of his nose was exquisite against her swollen sex.  She whimpered and the wolf in her lowered to the ground, her eyes blinking slowly as she licked at her lips.  A huge breath left her in a great puff.  The drug was wearing her down. 
Where in the hell is Delano?
 

One wolf stayed in front of her, inching closer as it sniffed at her, while the white wolf circled around again.  Slitted eyes watched him circle her and she shifted impatiently when his snout brushed against her sex again.  She curled her tail tight, hoping for one last vestige of propriety. 
Don’t do this!
her mind screamed, even as her wolf eyed first the male in front of her then the male behind, deciding which one it wanted to grant the first honor.

The white wolf inched forward and, when he nuzzled her tail to the side, her wolf allowed it, relaxing its limbs as it prepared to be mounted.

Suddenly, black fur burst out of the trees and the white wolf disappeared in a flash.  Eleanor’s head snapped around to eye the wolf in front of her.  He appeared torn between mounting her and helping his friend.  Seconds passed before he dashed into the woods. 

Growling, barks, and snarls filled the forest, but Eleanor didn’t care.  She couldn’t.  It felt like her body was on fire.  She whined and staggered to her feet only to fall back when the sizzling friction caused by the movement had her rolling onto her back and practically growling with need.  Its how Delano found her when he crashed into the clearing. 

Chapter 21

Knowing how self-conscious she’d been about clothing, he’d shifted and, out of consideration, hadn’t regenerated clothing as he stood before her.

“Eleanor!” His tone was concerned as he dropped to a knee.  His hand was halfway to her when he stilled and scented the air.  “Fuck!”  His hands gripped her shoulder and found the site where she’d been shot.  “Damn it!  Shift Eleanor, wolf form only makes it worse.”

She had to agree.  The lusty little bitch that was her wolf was consumed by the need for copulation.  Eleanor forced the shift, but it was difficult and took longer than normal.  The fine sheen of sweat on her body lent aid to the slide of her satiny legs against one another once she was finally in human form.  The feel of skin-against-skin felt so good that she moaned as her back arched and she writhed on the ground.  Passion-glazed eyes blinked slowly, and when her eyes fully opened and found Delano’s he paled, his throat convulsing as he swallowed hard.

“Shit.” He bent to brush her hair back from her face.  One arm wrapped around her shoulders while the other went to her injured shoulder to examine her wound.  “They shot you with a lust tranq.”  His eyes found hers.  “Do you know what that is?”

She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and nodded as she grabbed the hand on her shoulder and pulled it down to curl it over her breast.  She hissed and bowed her back, arching into the caress.  A smile curved her lips when Delano’s cock instantly hardened beneath her lap.

“Damn it, Eleanor!” Delano jerked back and stood to stare down at her as he paced.  “This is bad.  This is fucking bad!”  He eyed the forest as if looking for an answer.

On the ground, Eleanor whimpered.  She needed to be touched.  She
needed
the now protruding member that jutted out from the apex of Delano’s thighs to be buried deep inside her.  She licked her lips and got to her knees as Delano lifted his head.  “I think I hear water.” His tone was hopeful, but seconds later he choked on a groan when he looked down to find his erection sliding between Eleanor’s lips.

His hands curled into tight fists and his abs tensed at the silken caress of her mouth on his thick length.  “Aaahhh!  Christ, Eleanor.”  He forced her back before bending to lift her into his arms.  “Hang on, baby.”  He raced with her through the forest.  “You hear that water?  It’s gonna cool you off some.”  He was rambling, but he couldn’t help it. “It’s gonna cool
us
off some.”  His feet stuttered and he nearly dropped her when her hand snaked between their sweat-soaked bodies and clamped onto his erection.  She began sliding back and forth, pumping him as he ran.

“God damn it, Eleanor.” His voice was a guttural growl.  “Stop!  I can’t do this with you…” He couldn’t finish as he dropped to a knee, his body practically seizing at her touch as every one of his muscles flexed.  Lifting his eyes to hers, he snarled when two fingers of her free hand slid into her mouth and pulled free to slide a wet trail over her bottom lip, down her chin, and between her breasts before sinking lower.  Delano tried to stagger to his feet as he struggled to ignore the hand that was fisting him, but when she dipped her fingers into her own sex and arched in his arms, tossing her head back and moaning long and low, he dropped back to his knees.

“Eleanor,
please!
”  Alpha or not, he wasn’t above begging at this point.  God, how long had it been since he’d mounted a female?  He’d fucked plenty of humans back in British Columbia, but never found release.  It’d felt like forever since he’d buried himself between feminine thighs, and he’d never felt the need to do so as badly as he did right now.  The urge was primal and uncontrollable.  His wolf was snarling at him, lunging for the surface, demanding they help their mate.

Tilting his head back, he cursed the stars as his body tightened while her hand continued to work him.  “Please, baby!
Pleeeease!
” His voice was a whisper as pain-filled eyes found hers. “I’m not strong enough for this.  I thought myself the strongest beast on the face of this Earth, but by all the Gods, the scent of you, your touch, has brought me to my
fucking
knees!”  He shook his head as his body convulsed at the pleasure of her touch.  “I can’t deny you.  I know I should.  I know you’d want me to, but I…” He shook his head, closing his eyes against the sultry sight of her.  She was the most exquisite creature he’d ever seen in his life.  He’d thought it the moment he met her, but now, like this?  His eyes were still closed, but it didn’t matter.  The vision of her sweat-slicked, naked body, her hair surrounding her in a wild mass, was now burned into his memory.  One last surge to fight his need to take her shattered when two slender fingers slid between his lips.  Involuntarily his tongue darted out, and it was his undoing.  She’d pulled the fingers from inside her and inserted them, coated in her cunt honey, straight into his mouth. 

It was magnificent, and just as the taste of her exploded on his tongue, the feral need to fuck her exploded in his loins.  He only meant to lick at one finger, but suddenly he was sucking at them both until no trace of her essence remained. 

Squirming free of his hold, Eleanor eased herself to the ground with all the grace and fluidity of a damn siren.  Delano was still on his knees, his body erect as he prayed for the strength to deny her.  In front of him, she got to her hands and knees and tossed her hair over one shoulder as she smiled back at him.  Dropping her shoulders, her hips flared as she eased back and he was helpless to stop her as her tight pussy slowly took in the steely length of him.  She pressed back, forcing his body into her own and it was fucking heaven!

A growl left his lips and he refused to move.  This wouldn’t be him.  If it happened, it had to be her.  He may not be man enough to walk away, but he’d at least be man enough to let her be the one to take what she needed and not the other way around.

She moaned as she worked him deeper.  Her channel was tight and he knew then that she hadn’t taken another lover after the death of her mate.  The realization had him wanting to grip her hips and force her away from him, but he didn’t possess that kind of will.  He was trying to talk himself into stopping her when she thrust back, burying him to the hilt inside her tight pussy then wiggled her hips, driving him even deeper.  Delano fisted his hands until he thought they’d break.  Eleanor rocked forward, pulling away until he was almost free of her before slamming back.  The tight suction of her sexual grip on him had him fighting the urge to come.  His hands tightened further to keep from gripping her hips and pounding into her in a sexual frenzy. 

Eleanor repeated the process of gliding back onto him until she picked up a steady pace and her ragged, needy breathing filled the air.  Still, Delano refused to move.  She was so tight and wet.  He knew the drugs caused her to swell with need, so that even the slightest breeze would set her off.  Two more strokes down his length and she mewled as her body convulsed around him, but she didn’t stop moving.  No, when a woman was shot with this particular type of tranq, her body craved male seed and wouldn’t relent until it had its fill.

A few more thrusts while her channel clenched around him and Delano’s control slipped.  Strong hands finally fisted her hips and he held her in place as he pounded into her before his seed erupted deep inside her.  His body jerked and shuddered, and before he could fully empty inside her he was already hard again.  His body’s desire fed off the scent of her heat, it was how shifters worked.  The drug didn’t help. It was designed so that one mating wouldn’t be enough.  He’d need to fill Eleanor repeatedly, or permit others to do so, in order to ensure she survived the night.  It was a date rape drug for shifters and he cursed its existence.  Eleanor would be mortified tomorrow and he’d feel guilt, but tonight…tonight he’d be blessed with sexual fucking ecstasy.  What was started was started and couldn’t be undone.  Now, it was up to him to ensure she survived the night, no matter the cost to her pride.

Eleanor pulled free and rolled over in front of him.  The sight of her sweat streaked body covered in earth with her hair wild about her shoulders had him fighting to keep from cumming at the mere sight of her.  She was a lupine goddess. 

Mine!
  The thought flashed so fiercely and quickly that Delano wasn’t even sure he’d actually thought it. 

Lying back, Eleanor emitted a throaty, high-pitched whine that signaled her distress.  The sound had his protective instincts surging to the fore.  She was in pain, and he’d do anything he could to stop it. 

Her legs were bent at the knee and she let them fall open, exposing her swollen pussy that seeped their combined juices.  Leaning forward, Delano planted one arm next to her head and she instantly curled her fingers around it.  Her hard-tipped breasts jutted up and she lifted her legs to wrap them around his hips, using her heels to pull him down, forcing him inside her.  As he once again sank into the moist heat of her, he thanked God that he’d gotten to her before she’d gone into full heat in front of the two pups he’d killed.  The thought of anyone else claiming her body like this had him slamming into her with a possessive ferocity. 
No one else will touch her! 

She nodded beneath him and he wondered if he’d shared his thoughts through the pack ties. 

One hand wrapped around his neck and pulled his head down to her breast. He knew what she wanted and didn’t hesitate to take the peak into his mouth and suckle.  Each tug of his lips on her and he could feel the corresponding tightening in her womb as he drove into her.  She was going to be the death of him, because he no longer needed to eat, sleep, or drink to survive. 
This, only this!
 

He forced her to break her ankle-hold as one hand hooked under her knee and pushed up, driving him impossibly deeper inside her.  She moaned, writhed, and licked her lips, her hand curling around his neck, pulling his lips down to brush against her nose moments before she turned her head to the side and tilted it back, offering up her throat.  She was submitting.  In her right mind, it was something he knew she’d never do, but tonight… 

He couldn’t control himself.  She felt so right, so good,
so his
!  Unable to stop himself, he bit into her throat to hold her in place, marking her as he fucked her like a wild beast.  It was a dominant move, and she enjoyed it if the sounds of her pleasured screams were any indication.  His cock pulsed and again he was spilling into her as her channel clamped onto him, almost painfully tight.  His limbs trembled as he emptied himself inside her.

Hours passed with Delano claiming Eleanor over and over again.  He’d fucked every orifice in her body, including the satiny lips of her mouth and ending with the tight bud of her ass before Eleanor finally passed out from exhaustion.  The drug had run its course and the damage was done. 

Delano pulled her tight into his arms and cursed himself, knowing she’d hate herself and him in the morning, but tonight he was too sated and happy to care.  For the first time in more moons than he could remember, Delano Bowden felt complete.  A female of such rare character that she had no equal slept sexually sated in his arms. 
His
female. 

He brushed her hair aside and nuzzled her throat, pride surging at the bite mark there.  One hand slid to her lower abdomen and he rubbed gentle circles.  She was filled with his seed and smelled just as much of him as he did of her.  His wolf reveled in it and he knew hers did as well.  It’d be hard to convince their wolves that this wasn’t a true claiming, especially after Eleanor offered up her ass and Delano had thoroughly fucked it.  It was her wolf’s way of showing acquiescence, and by taking her there, his male wolf had laid claim.  Truth was, the man in him had been unable to resist any part of her.

Now came the hard part. He sighed as he watched her sleep, his cock—unbelievably—stirring to life. 

He’d done what he’d had to in order to protect Eleanor and to keep her alive.  His wolf growled his dissent.  It hadn’t felt like an obligation or noble act when he’d been inside her.  No, it’d felt….
right!
  His wolf had claimed her and wanted to keep her, but Delano would do what Eleanor wanted.  He’d let her decide and if she wanted to never speak of this night again, he’d do his best to abide by her wishes no matter how torturous it would be for him and his wolf.