Clara's body shuddered under Dixon's big one, between his hands, under his kisses. The wolf touched every area of her body and it felt like he was burning her. It was the same feeling as before, when she lived with him in the pack, only this time it was more intense.-Dixon- she moaned, receiving kisses on her neck, the alpha's fangs scraping the skin, seeking to leave marks on her without harming her.His hands had torn the little clothing on the she-wolf letting his heat seep into her. He felt her aroused by his touches and kisses.She left a trail of marks from the edge of her neck and collarbone to then return to her lips and suck on the lower one eagerly. The taste of her mate was definitely exquisite. She hadn't been able to forget it despite the years and longed to savor them again. He just didn't expect that the Moon Goddess had put the she-wolf he thought was dead back on the road.-I'll go all the way this time- he whispered against her lips.Clara had no intention of stoppi
As eager and excited as Dixon might be he had to be especially careful when inserting himself into the she-wolf. He had felt her so small and tight that with her dimensions he could hurt and that was the last thing he wanted. He wanted to see her again crying with pleasure under him and begging for more where he would not deny her.He grabbed the she-wolf's hands and placed them on his men as he leaned over her after settling between her thighs. He guided the tip of his member between the soft, moist folds. Clara shuddered and tensed in response.The wolf then licked her neck to entertain her by scraping her skin with the tip of his fangs sending stimulation directly to the lower point. A delicious moan came from her lips and she took that moment to move her hips a little.He met resistance as he began to thrust into the tight channel, though it was hot and wet and felt really good. Still, he moved slowly, studying how she reacted, taking her mouth with his and tangling his tongue wit
A slight moan came out of Clara's mouth as she tried to move. Her eyes opened slightly not knowing when she had fallen asleep. Her mind was a little fuzzy and her mouth was dry. She tried to stir herself to realize that there was a thick arm around her waist holding her still in place while something was still keeping her full.-Ugh- she protested, trying to break free, but a wave of pain surged through her and she heard a grunt behind her.The arm around her waist held her tighter in place as thick legs wrapped around hers to keep her still.-Don't move, the knot hasn't come down- Dixon's hot breath played over his ear.The memories then came back to Clara's mind and she reacted. She had had sex with Dixon, he had bitten her and knotted her up. No wonder her body felt sore and also there was a tiredness in her that was unprecedented. She tried to look over her shoulder at him, but failed completely.-Dixon turned her slightly toward him so he could see her face.She shook her head.-
Clara was very specific with the orders she gave and Dixon could only watch in admiration of the way his she-wolf was handling precisely those wolves that in the past they had considered to be extremely aggressive. And now, he himself was inside a pack of Wildlings. His mate... their alpha.Fenrir had been taken back to the house along with the she-wolf that was taking care of him, while Clara gathered in the middle of the pack along with other males.Dixon didn't leave his side, but he wouldn't lie. He really wasn't comfortable with that situation. His she-wolf, his mate surrounded by other males. Even though he had bitten her and impregnated her with pheromones marking her as his, he wasn't familiar with that kind of scene. Still, he restrained himself.He had lost Clara in the past because of the way he was, he could not afford to lose her again or embarrass her in front of all those who looked at him with devotion and admiration.And apparently they were adapted to this kind of si
Those around Clara and her known mate gave an exclamation when they learned that this emaciated male was the she-wolf's father.-Alpha- one of them approached her, -Did we rescue him? - he asked as he saw the twisted expression on her face that showed not the slightest empathy for the present.If it were up to Clara, she would leave him there. He didn't deserve her least appreciation, thanks to his -help- she had ended up inside her sister's body, losing hers when she died inside the belly of her mother. And speaking of her... they had already taken out all the females and he hadn't seen her there.-Where is your partner?- the question was completely dry.Alester, faced with her daughter's cold reaction, knew it was useless to beg her. Her eyes warned her that whatever she tried would be in vain. And that was reaffirmed by the wolf behind her.-She...she...-he was shaking his head from side to side as if he wasn't sure what to say- She was attacked by a savage and....-You let her die
The atmosphere was dense and did not smell at all good in the breeding cage. It was also a dark, cramped place with minimal ventilation. A being inside that place would definitely go crazy. Dixon wrinkled his nose, although despite all the smell of mold and fluids he could smell a very familiar one. Behind him, the she-wolf stirred, she had smelled it too, but he wouldn't let her in.-Clara, stay out- it was almost a growl, a command.-Dixon, my other mate is in there- she didn't want to stay behind. Her body was begging to join Ethan.-You will, but not now. His condition is not good- Dixon had been able to see through the darkness, the wolf lying in the corner completely unconscious. He approached his partner and gave him a quick kiss on the lips- Wait here.Clara clenched her fists, but if Dixon said that it was for a reason, so she stayed outside while he went inside. A few seconds later she saw him come out with a wolf that once had golden fur, but was now dirty and lackluster, o
When Clara heard that, she only managed to give instructions to take care of Fenrir and ran off in the direction of where her mates were. The image she found was not a pleasant one.Ethan, turned wolf had his once golden eyes completely red, he had shattered the muzzle and now his fangs were buried to the base in Dixon's arm. He growled but did not move, if he did he would most likely tear his arm completely off. Blood ran down the limb falling to the ground.She walked toward them when Dixon shouted at her.-DO NOT COME NEAR -there was a clear warning in his voice- He has no control of himself, he cannot recognize us.Clara looked from one to the other. Ethan hadn't even noticed her presence. Maybe if she... she could try. As Dixon had told her she didn't move, but instead let out some of her pheromones around the wolf. If he didn't recognize her by sight, at least by scent he would. He was sure of it.Dixon just waited. He knew what Clara was doing, in the end, she was the only one
Clara could feel Ethan's fangs breaking her skin. The wound was made with intentions to mark her even if it was violently. It was painful yet exhilarating and the she-wolf let out a low moan clinging to the male's neck.-Softly- she asked in a whisper, -Softly, I'm not leaving. It's me, your Clara. I am here. I won't leave you again. He repeated with a breath.Ethan's mouth remained still on his neck. The fangs did not touch any major vein despite the wound being so deep, yet the blood spilled to the ground joining with his brother's blood.Seconds passed. Pheromones began to mingle in the atmosphere and somehow the wolf calmed down. The taste of the she-wolf's blood on his palate was exquisite and something inside him stirred in such a way that it made his tail wag. The haze in his head was fading away completely causing the reasoning he had long since lost after believing his mate had died to return to him.Slowly and so as not to do more damage than was caused Ethan began to withdr