I was shocked and unsure of what to do or feel about what he wanted to do—what he was doing right in front of me! However, I had no control of this situation and there was no pretending that I did.
But it made me want to be sick. So I disappeared and returned to my own home. I stood there for a long time trying to come to grips with my warring emotions of jealousy, rejection and betrayal.
~***~
On the morning after the full moon Paul came home. When I opened my eyes, instead of being in my bed, I found myself on our private patio, sitting on my husband’s lap. The sun beat down on us warmly and I flung my arms around his neck the minute I saw him.
“Baby! You’re home!”
He kissed me anxiously and I pulled back and held his face in my hands, studying him. He looked worn out. There were dark circles beneath his eyes and his hair had grown more than would be humanly possible in the short time that we’d been apart. It now reached his shoulder blades and I realized why he man-scaped his body hair; the change triggered hair growth.
“How many changed with the full moon?”
He sighed. “Only about seventy of them; less than half. But Ran was one of them.” I smiled in relief that at least he wouldn’t have to endure another month of the torture. But the downside is that I would have to be without Paul.
I kissed him and felt how much he had missed me. The large ‘reminder’ of our time apart pushed against my bottom and I rolled my hips, grinding against it.
“I need you!” He growled into my opened mouth. His hands frantically pushed up my chemise and I felt his rough fingers graze my nipple.
It felt so good having his rough touch on my overly sensitized skin. I ripped off the shirt and then looked down at his big tanned hand gripping my brown breast. He followed where my eyes were looking and then groaned at the sight of my fat nipple protruding up towards him.
Quickly he lowered his head and covered the nipple. My back arched reflexively at the sensation of soft and rough as his tongue and teeth pulled me deeper into his hot mouth.
I dug my hands into his jeans, jeans that were much loser than they had been a week before. His cock was hard in my fist and I squeezed his shaft gently causing a sharp groan to escape him.
“I can’t wait. I need you now! I wanted to come to you last night! It took everything in me not to leave the newlings and come home to fuck you!”
His words were like harsh growls punctuated by the ripping of my clothes as he peeled of my sleeper bottoms. Quickly he reached into his pants and gripped his cock while pushing down his pants with the other hand. When it sprung forward I could do nothing but marvel at how impossibly hard he was.
His hand stroked up and then down, smearing his shaft with the clear fluid that seeped from its crown.
My mouth began to water with need to taste him, to savor and then swallow his delicious essence.
But instead he aimed his cock between my legs and I came up on my knees facing him. Before I was ready he was already lined up with my opening and with a smooth thrust had half of himself buried inside of me.
I whimpered at the harsh pain/pleasure, which caused him to growl even more.
“Fuck ….” He said. “Oh … Fuck!” He pumped his hips rapidly, controlling the rate at which he entered and exited my tight canal, controlling the amount of his cock that I got to enjoy. I gripped his hair in my fists and then thrust my breast into his mouth. He held my bouncing ass and sucked my nipples while pumping roughly into my pussy, and all I wanted was to scream out my pleasure and evaporate into the air in tiny particles of fulfillment.
He spoke but it was so garbled with his need and his passion filled growls that it took two tries before I understood.
“Feed!”
Oh yesssss!
My teeth lowered and I sank them into his neck. Paul’s body jerked and his muscles seemed to vibrate with some force or current that I’d never felt before. Rich, thick blood began to flood my mouth and I gasped, my eyes rolling to the back of my head in ecstasy.
He didn’t taste the same. Something inside of Paul had changed and now I not only tasted him, but also those that he had helped to turn. I could truly understand the power of the Alpha. The entire pack coursed through him.
I drank and slurped while riding him. And he filled my body with nourishment while coating my insides with hot blasts from his powerful ejaculation.
I clung to him as I fed and even though he was sexually sated he held me in place, allowing me to eat my fill. Afterwards I sealed the bite and placed my head against his chest. When his arms came around me I relaxed and listened to the music of his rapidly beating heart.
Later we bathed and made love again before Paul climbed into bed and fell into an exhausted sleep. Much later he joined us in the family room and BJ, who had sprawled out on the carpet in the throes of a mini-tantrum due to her need for a nap, spotted her Daddy and squealed happily even while crocodile tears ran down her cheeks.
He scooped her up but his face was etched in a disapproving frown. “Are you being a bad girl?”
The smile fell from her face and her little chin began to tremble in earnest. Paul’s eyes widened. “Aww baby girl, Daddy was just being silly!” He lathed her face with kisses until her laughter rang out through the house.
I sat cross-legged on the floor just watching the two of them, my heart yearning for things to return to normal. It was just the three of us in the room. Sam was resting and Alexis … well he was doing his own thing.
“Where is Alexis?” Paul asked right on cue.
“With Monica.”
Paul’s brow gathered in confusion. He joined me on the floor with BJ sitting on his lap gabbing away in her baby language.
I explained what had transpired over the last few days. “Monica and Tony broke up. Turns out that Monica wasn’t quite ‘into’ Tony and was just experimenting with her succubus. What she really wanted, it turns out, is me.”
His brow quirked upward. I continued the story from her calling me to her home, setting her succubus on me and then how Alexis had stopped it.
I saw the muscles in Paul’s jaw clench. “She is really pissing me off,” He grumbled. BJ looked up and patted her Daddy’s cheek until he gently kissed her hand. “What happened after that?” He asked in a much calmer voice.
Hmmmm, maybe I should always set the baby in his lap whenever I had to tell him news that he wouldn’t like. “Well, she admitted that she’s wanted us to be lovers but that my ‘many’ lovers are always in the way.” I rolled my eyes when I made the air quotes around many.
Paul was not amused. “Funny how she waited until she thought I was indisposed. She is one sneaky bi-“ he glanced down at our daughter. “Individual.”
“Or else she’s just not in control yet. We gotta give her a learning curve, too honey. We’re still on ours.”
He didn’t seem to care. “And why is Alexis with her instead of with you?”
“Alexis says she’s like me and that we’re both powerful.” After he’d returned home that night when she’d attempted to seduce me, Alexis explained that he intended to find out just how useful she could be to our cause. And then he said no more about it.
“Alexis thinks that her power can help us in some way.”
He looked confused. “Her power?”
I nodded. “She is very powerful. She can control her succubus just the way that I can … and nobody had to show her how. Also, Alexis says that we can use our demons as weapons and that she knows how.”
“The rage Beast?” He asked. “Does she have one?”
I shrugged. “I’m not sure. She’s too cool to ever go off into a rage the way I do.” I smirked because I knew that it was the ‘ghetto’ in me more than the human that triggered my need to ‘go-off’.
He studied me closely. “Is that all that’s between them?”
My face felt warm. “I doubt it. But …” Not my business. “We’re all gathering tonight to discuss our plans so it should prove to be quite an aw
kward night.” I said sarcastically. I explained about the last Council meeting and our suspicions that Malarias intended to ask us about the Wolf pack.
For the first time Paul’s face took on a devilish gleam. “Next time he asks, tell him.”
“What?” I asked in surprise.
“Yes dear. Weren’t you told to never lie to your Elders?”
Paul had planned to return to the compound but instead he called Jason and explained that he had to attend tonight’s meeting.
“I think it’s time,” he said mysteriously.
Time?
When he hung up the phone I asked him about the comment but he just kissed me and said that BJ and I were too pale and needed to get out into the sun. He swatted my ass and told me to get ready for a trip to the park.
I didn’t press the matter but it worried me that he wouldn’t tell me what was really going on.
After we returned hours later, Alexis was in the family room watching CNN international on the laptop. His eyes swept over us and BJ immediately kicked to be released from her Daddy’s arms in order to run to her ‘Rannie’.
He caught her as she flung herself at his legs yelling his name happily. She chattered about the events of the day and Alexis looked at her inquisitively as if he understood every baby word.
“Alexis.” Paul greeted.
“So you’ve returned,” Alexis replied. “Does that mean that my services are no longer needed?” He unconsciously propped BJ up on his hip while gently bouncing her.
It must have bothered Paul because he reached for his daughter and held her securely in his own arms. “I’m not sure how necessary your presence truly is considering that when I arrived this morning I was able to slip my wife’s sleeping body out of our bed.”
Alexis lifted his head. “Yes, and then you had outdoor sex once, and indoor sex in your shower. I may not have been there physically … but I’ve been wherever Kim has been—and that includes the park with you. By the way, I found it humorous that your daughter vomited on you after you tossed her in the air too soon after her feeding.”
Paul’s eyes darkened. “So you didn’t have to be living in my house in order to watch my family?”
“No.”
The muscles clenched in Paul’s jaw. Wow, I’m stupid. He knows what’s happening to me whether or not he’s present. That’s how he knew what Monica was doing to me. Alexis can be in more than once place at once … I’d forgotten that. I glared at him and he shrugged.
“Good, you can move the fuck out.”
He nodded. “As you wish.” And then he disappeared.
Paul fumed for a few more moments but I felt that there was more going on here. Alexis seemed to want Paul to kick him out … why?
CHAPTER 17
Ran was already at the manor when Paul and I arrived for the meeting. I took a double-take when I saw him. A week ago the human had been slightly pudgy and appeared tired as if his body had undergone a great strain in its attempt to house a Vampire and all of its demons.
But now the Werewolf was a different matter. He was probably more fit and trim than the human had ever been in life. Ran dressed in jeans and a button up shirt that was left untucked. Despite the loose fitting attire I could clearly see that his shoulders had broadened considerably and that his waist had tapered. His face had even changed. It now had much harder edges and his dark hair seemed fuller.
More importantly is that I could sense a change in him on a telepathic level. He smelled more interesting and though I’m sure that I would have detected the difference if I hadn’t known to look for it, once I recognized it I could tell that this man that stood before me was more than human.
I reached to hug him and he took a step back. “Careful,” he said quickly.
“Oh yes, I forgot. The Wolf has to be introduced to me.”
He looked at Paul and there was a hint of worry in his eyes. “I’m not sure that I can do this. I want to … “ he looked at me apologetically, “eat her.”
Paul rolled his eyes. “Stand in line.”
I scowled at him.
“No really,” Ran said anxiously. “I feel the Vampire in her and I want to damage it.”
Paul placed his hand on Ran’s shoulder. “Stand down,” he growled. Suddenly the anxiety began to fade. “Better?” Paul asked.
Ran nodded in obvious relief. “Yes. Much.” He looked at me apologetically. “I’m sorry Kim. This is not as easy as one would think.”
I nodded in understanding. “Believe me, I know. But other than a desire to shred me to pieces, how do you feel?”
He smiled. “Pretty damn good.”
The other members began to arrive; first Frank who eyed Ran with open hunger, and then Cyrene and Kaniji. Again the two women arrived together, which was still just as curious as ever. Then Monica arrived and not surprisingly, Alexis was with her. Last to arrive was Tony. He made a point of ignoring Monica as he stood quietly by the fireplace. I felt a little sorry for him because it wasn’t cool to be used by someone. But with the sorrow was a bit of relief. The succubus had pulled him to Monica and not a desire to replace me with someone close to me.
Paul stepped forward. “I know that you are anxious to know how the Wolf Pack is developing.” He gestured to Ran. “We are approximately seventy-five strong. Ran is an example of what to expect from a newly turned Werewolf.
Paul placed a protective arm around me and because of it I felt something inside of him touch Ran. My First Lieutenant shivered and looked desperately at his Alpha. Paul nodded.
“Let the moon guide you. You don’t have to hold back any longer. Release the Wolf.”
Ran shuddered and he quickly pulled off his clothes and kicked off his boots, but the transformation was upon him even before he was fully undressed. His body morphed, doubling and then tripling in size. Ran howled in either delight or pain—or perhaps a mixture of the two.
Fur spread across his body like wind blowing waves through a wheat field, and his face became distended as a snout stretched where his nose had once been. He growled in pain as his bones began to reshape and snap back into its new placement. Good God, we could hear his bones breaking!
I squeezed Paul’s hand because I’d never seen his transformation occur in such a slow and obviously painful manner. He responded to me telepathically.
“It is painful but it is also pleasurable. It won’t always hurt him so much.”
After a time Ran towered over even Paul, who was the tallest in the room. His Werewolf was monstrous. It was covered in stiff brown fur and arms that were roped in bulging muscles. His tail swished a few times as the Werewolf scanned the room appearing ready to pounce.
Frank no longer appeared hungry for it. I assumed he was remembering the last time that he’d fed from a Werewolf. It was Paul and Paul had given him what would surely have been a fatal blow had he actually been alive.
“Stand down.” Paul said while watching him.
Ran looked at his Alpha and then at me, but he didn’t make a move to attack.
“He has more control than the others.” Paul explained, his attention never moving from the new Werewolf. “Right now he is very dangerous. His natural enemy seems to be Vampires.” Paul smiled and I looked very uncomfortable.
Paul pulled his eyes from Ran in order to look at the other members of the Council. Each looked completely absorbed by the sight of the deadly Werewolf. They were likely remembering that the European Vampires were being picked off by such a creature and were running scared.
“Eventually, a Werewolf and a Vampire can safely be exposed to each other, as evidenced by me and my wife and her Werewolf donors.” His eyes returned to Ran, as if it was he gaze that kept the beast in check. “But that will take practice and patience. The Werewolf does not readily accept domination of any type except from its Alpha; me, it’s Betas; Jason and Tyler, and if needed my Lupa;” He met my eyes, “Kim.”
My brow rose in surprise. I’m a Lupa—I suppose that is the wife of the he
ad honcho. My eyes took in Ran’s Werewolf and I had my doubts that I could dominate any Werewolf.
Paul saw the doubt in my eyes. “Your Creature is Lupa to my Werewolf.”
Ahhh. Little good that did me. I couldn’t control the Creature and I doubted if the Creature cared to control a pack of Werewolves.
Frank broke the silence. “And how will we control the Werewolves under our command.”
“You won’t have any Weres under your command. They will remain under mine.”
“But you said we’d have Werewolves assigned to protect-“ Frank began angrily.
Ran turned dangerous eyes on Frank and became restless as he fought back his desire to pounce on the Vampire.”
“And you will. But we warned you that we would not be your food or your slaves. Just your protection … when needed.”
“But-“
“Shut-up Frank.” Cyrene spat angrily. “Your greed has overshadowed what little good sense you had. I told you this would back fire on us!” She glared at Paul. “We’ve just allowed this Werewolf to turn our blood donors into our enemies.”
Tony laughed. He laughed as if he was human again and someone had told him a good joke.
“There are less than a hundred of you. There are thousands of Neratomay! You might be able to pick us off while we sleep but once the night falls we will appear and annihilate your Werewolves. All it would take is one night to destroy every one of you.”
Paul didn’t seem to be taken back by Tony’s words. “Then it’s a good thing that neither of us intend to break our agreement.”
Tony’s smile hesitated. “Whatever, Werewolf. You can think yourself as important as you need to believe,” he mocked.
Cyrene and Kaniji both smiled in what seemed relief. Monica looked from Tony to Paul and she must have been thinking the same thing that I was; we were missing something big here.
Paul stated that by the next full moon they expected to have the other Weres turned which would give us one hundred and ninety-six able bodies, which included Paul, Jason and Tyler.
“We could use a few months to gain control of the Wolf, however, the army will be complete by the next full moon. I suggest that Malarias be made aware of our existence.”