Wolf's Den - A BBW Shifter Romance Novel (6 page)

“Sorry,” I told him.

“Don’t be. That was everything I’d hoped and more, Cassie,” he said. I hadn’t anticipated his kiss and I had no expectations but it was pretty incredible.

“We should go back to shore,” I told him.

“Cold?” Yeager asked.

“Anything but. You’ve waited seven years and I don’t want to make you wait any more,” I said and began swimming towards the edge of the lake. Yeager didn’t follow immediately, stunned I think by what I’d said. By the time I stood and walked out of the water, he was there next to me. He scooped me up into his arms and carried me to a patch of grass and laid me down gently.

“You’re beautiful, Cassie. I’ve ached for you for so long. You were in my thoughts when I awoke every morning and still there when I went to sleep at night. I can hardly believe you’re laying here before me. I never thought this day would come,” he told me. I ached for him in return. I could almost feel his pain and longing because I felt it too. I knew in my heart I was this biker’s mate and I let myself accept it. I let myself embrace it. Suddenly, I wanted him as much as I could feel he wanted me.

“I don’t know why but I feel connected to you. I feel close to you. Is this how it is?” I wondered as I looked at Yeager’s naked body. He was sexy. There was no doubt about that. I felt a pleasant tingle between my thighs as I stared at him.

“I suppose. That’s what I’ve been told, anyway. We are connected. I don’t know why or how but we are. I didn’t choose you. You didn’t choose me. Whether it was pure chance or fate or whatever, it just is,” Yeager tried to explain but left me with even more questions. But I didn’t question the way I felt for him. I couldn’t. Maybe under different circumstances I might have balked at his story, I might have been harder to convince but I had this thrust upon me and I couldn’t deny my feelings even if I wanted too.

“Make love to me, Yeager. I need you and I don’t care why right now. All I know is I need you,” I said. Yeager drank me in with his eyes as he knelt on the grass next to me. I felt his lust and desire as he looked me over. “I’ve never had sex outside like this,” I told him.

“I almost always have sex outside,” he replied as he reached out and ran his hand over my belly and then cupped my breasts.

“Doggie style?” I asked playfully and then took his wrist and pulled his hand to my mouth. I licked his finger before taking it into my mouth and sucking on it.

“Yeah, something like that,” Yeager said breathlessly as his free hand disappeared between my thighs and found my velvet folds and swollen nub. I sighed as I let go of Yeager’s finger. He stroked my face softly as he fondled my sex. His manhood was rigid and straining against itself. He was a magnificent man, muscular, firm and fit. He wore a few tattoos including a prominent one on his chest. Yeager’s hand moved to stroke my hair and then he wrapped his hand around my raven curls and he bent to kiss me.

This time, however, Yeager thrust his tongue into my mouth and I eagerly accepted it, sucking it greedily. My lust overwhelmed me as his fingers pushed into my sopping tunnel and I reached for his broad shaft and began to stroke it. There was only Yeager. The trees and lake, the mountain air warmed by the sun and the soft grass all disappeared. It was just the two of us and we were all that mattered.

“I need you in me,” I gasped as I pushed Yeager away. His eyes flared and I knew I was in for something special I had yet to experience in my short life. No tryst with a clumsy teenaged boy would compare to what Yeager was about to do to me. No human man could pleasure me like Yeager. I was sure of it.

“Seven years I’ve waited. I almost gave in many times and came to claim you. If it wasn’t for the principles my kind live by I would have. It’s only the laws and traditions of man that leads us to wait. A hundred years past, I would have taken you the moment I saw you and made you mine,” Yeager told me. His breathing was deep and quick. So was mine. I should have been disturbed by the idea of him taking me when I was but a girl, but I wasn’t. I honestly wished at that moment that he had.

“You should have. But that’s past. You can make up for lost time now,” I assured him. Yeager growled, an inhuman sound that made my blood boil. Yeager pulled his fingers from me and sucked my essence from them before he roughly parted my thighs and positioned himself between them. He seized my wrists and pinned them to the grass, his shaft positioned inches from me. “Do it!” I urged, needing him like this, raw, wild and unbridled, and Yeager obliged.

Yeager impaled me with his hardness, parting me with his girth and filling me with his considerable length. I gasped at the welcome intrusion and arched to accept Yeager fully. The look of utter satisfaction that crossed his face was echoed in my own. Yeager began to thrust, his need driving him. His hard body slammed into my soft figure over and over as the tension built within me. I found it hard to catch my breath as I climbed towards the peak of bliss.

“Fuck, you feel so good!” Yeager told me, his voice a gravelly rumble. Then I felt him grow inside of me.

“What’s happening,” I asked worriedly.

“I’m shifting,” he told me. I expected him to become a wolf but he didn’t. He did, however, snarl and show me his fangs as inside of me he grew and transformed. “Don’t be afraid, Cassie,” he urged as he thrust desperately.

“I’m not,” I replied as I flew past the edge and fell headlong into pleasure. I cried out as Yeager growled and he thrust into me like a wild animal. Hell, he was a wild animal. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as Yeager held me in place with his strong hands. “Oh fuck! Oh God! This is...fucking incredible,” I screamed as an orgasm unlike any I’d ever experienced before coursed through me.

Yeager stared into my eyes, his sharp fangs bared and his warm saliva dripping onto my breasts. I was beyond words, beyond reason. I screamed and shuddered, shrieked and shook with every powerful thrust. I wrapped my legs around Yeager pulling him deeper. I needed more. Then he bent and bit my breast but not with enough force to break the skin. Still, it sent waves of delicious pain radiating through me. Those mixed with the intolerable pleasure caused me to arch my back and my eyes to roll back in my head. I had little control as Yeager pinned me to the ground and had his way with me. He snarled and growled as he fucked me like an animal, did things to me with his inhuman manhood I’d never even imagined.

“I can’t!” he growled and his words focused my attention. I knew why he protested and I couldn’t deny him.

“Then do it, Yeager. Come inside of me!” I urged him. Yeager fought it and another wild surge of immense delight tore through me. I screamed and Yeager roared as he let loose within me. I bit my lip, drawing blood, as he filled me with his seed. I wailed and went limp as Yeager thrust into me one last time and held himself deep within me, the last of his orgasm flowing from him. I felt him grow causing me some discomfort but not enough to sour the pleasure. Not even close.

Yeager’s fangs withdrew and suddenly he no longer snarled and growled. But inside me, he remained a wolf. “Holy shit!” I exclaimed as my body buzzed with excitement and I felt tears leak from my eyes. Yeager laughed, let go of my wrists and wrapped his arms around my neck pressing himself to me.

“You’re fucking amazing, Cassie. Better than I’d dreamed,” he told me and then kissed me deeply. I pushed him away after a moment, needing to breathe though I regretted it.

“What the fuck? Is it always like that?” I asked breathlessly. I’d never experienced anything as deeply satisfying, as incredibly urgent, as what I just had.

“No. It gets better,” he assured me but I couldn’t imagine it. Every shred of my being had been gratified beyond anything I’d ever known. Whether it was the man, the beast he became within me or the connection I couldn’t deny we shared, or all of them at once, I didn’t know. All I knew was I couldn’t imagine life without experiencing that again.

“What’s going on inside of me? It hurts a bit,” I asked. I felt an unfamiliar pressure that I found strangely pleasant despite, or maybe because of, the slight discomfort.

“It’ll go away in a minute. It’s the knot designed to keep me inside and let nature do its thing,” he explained. I should have been repulsed at such a thing but I wasn’t.

“I don’t know why, but I kind of like it,” I said.

“You’re on the pill?” he asked.

“Yeah, but you should have asked before you did that, you know,” I teased. I felt the pressure lessen and Yeager attempted to pull out of me but I held him there inside of me with my legs that were still wrapped around him. “You don’t need to leave,” I told him.

“Sorry, things got out of hand pretty fast. I should have prepared you,” he offered.

“I should care but I don’t. I...I don’t know why but I think that all the growling and biting is fucking hot!” I told him. Yeager chuckled.

“I’m glad you think so. I think you’re pretty hot. Damn, I could watch you come like that all day,” he said. I blushed but not from embarrassment. Then I had a thought.

“When do I get to see you, the real you,” I asked. I didn’t know if this was the real Yeager or the wolf he became was, maybe both were, but he knew what I meant.

“I’ll show you tonight. It’s always better by moonlight,” he said.

“What is?” I wondered.

“You’ll see,” he told me. I didn’t know what he meant but I was eager to find out. I cupped his angular face in my hands and kissed the sexy biker. I felt like this would all come crashing down, that I’d realize what was happening and freak out or something but it didn’t happen. Maybe he was right. Maybe we were meant for each other. Maybe I was born for him and he was born for me. My mind was still a bit clouded from our lovemaking and my thoughts were a bit too deep to truly contemplate.

“We should get back to the cabin. We’re exposed out here,” Yeager told me after I kissed him.

“Are we in danger?” I wondered.

“Not immediately but I suspect Dolan isn’t going to let this go. We’re a long way from Gold Canyon and he’d have to be a lot closer to scent us. Still we shouldn’t assume anything,” he explained.

“What are we going to do? We can’t live here forever in that old cabin,” I asked.

“Too bad. I’d love to have you all to myself in a place like this,” Yeager replied with a sly smile. That did sound pretty nice. “I’m still thinking on it,” Yeager continued more seriously. “I’ll have made a decision by tomorrow. This will come to a head whether we want it to or not. I’d prefer it did on our terms,” he told me. I was more than willing to let Yeager take the lead. I was in over my head and I felt as if there was more going on than either of us knew. But curiously, I suddenly could detect a scent.

“I can smell you,” I said. Yeager cocked his head and frowned.

“I didn’t get a shower but we went swimming. I can’t smell that bad,” he complained. That wasn’t what I smelled, however.

“No, your scent. I can smell your scent. I thought it was some strange cologne when we met but it’s your scent like you can detect mine. I’m sure of it,” I explained and breathed deeply. I could definitely detect his scent, faintly but it was there and I knew it was Yeager’s.

“That’s strange. I’ve never heard of a woman being able to do that. Then again, what do I know? I’ve never done any of this before. Still it’s a bit odd I’ve never heard of such a thing,” he said but without too much concern in his voice. That made me wonder.

“You’re weren’t a...virgin, were you?” I asked not taking his meaning.

“What? No! You might be my mate, but that didn’t mean I’ve been celibate,” Yeager replied and then laughed loudly. “I meant I’ve only got one mate and you’re her so I’ve never experienced this process. I’ve only heard tales of how it goes but each is somewhat different,” he explained further.

“Oh, good. I don’t what to know details but I think I prefer a man with some experience,” I said. He laughed again.

“Well, I’m experienced and we’ll leave it at that,” he told me. I smiled at him, not begrudging those other lucky women because they weren’t Yeager’s mate. I was. I felt so comfortable with him like I belonged by his side. I guess if he was right, I did. I didn’t freak at the thought but it was still a bit hard to swallow even if I did like the idea. “Let’s get dressed and head back. I’m hungry,” he said interrupting my thoughts and kissed me once more before I finally let him go. He looked normal again and I was left imagining what he looked like when he changed inside of me as we made love.