Bound to the Tribe (Bound to the Pack, #2) (12 page)

I quickly kicked off my sweatpants and sneakers as he guided me forward towards the couch, bending me over one of the arms when we reached it. My own arms were brought behind my back and held again by one of his hands.

The sound of his pants hitting the floor reached me a moment before I felt the head of his twitching cock pressing lightly against my opening. A low moan escaped me as I tried to press back onto him, but wasn’t able to at this angle and with him holding me down.

I heard him chuckle throatily at my futile attempts as he began to rub himself against my pussy. I felt another wave of heat and wetness taking over as he slowly pushed forward, spreading me wide and filling my hunger inch by slow, teasing inch.

“Gods you’re tight,” his voice was raw with passion as he pressed himself fully into me and held himself there, enjoying my heat.

I clenched down on him and heard a groan of pleasure in return. “You like that?” My own voice was just as raw as his had been.

In lieu of answering me with words, he began to pump himself in and out languidly. I gripped him in time with his own steady movements as he withdrew to his tip, paused a moment, and slowly pushed back in to his fullest.

I felt my ecstasy building again as he continued to use me to fulfill his own needs. With as large as he was it was impossible for him
not
to hit every point of pleasure within me.

Building with every thrust of his perfect pace I found my climax nearing as his cock began to stiffen even more. It was a race to see which of us would come first.

I was the lucky winner.

Body rocking with my first ever G-spot orgasm, I heard Liam groan as my spasming muscles massaged his sensitive length. I was rewarded with one last thrust before his hot seed filled me, flaring in time with every twitch of his manhood.

It seemed I had won a second time as well.

He released my hands and held tightly to my waist as he pumped slightly back and forth, milking every drop of cum out of his body. I felt filled to the brim and craved more.

Amazingly, we now had the time for it.

“Aren’t you ready to go again
yet?
” I said breathlessly over my shoulder, grinning.

I was given a smack on my ass and a smile of his own. “Love, for you, I am
always
ready.”

Liam

I
t had been two days since the celebration, two glorious days of take or be taken with my mate, and the time had flown by. We would need to pause in our activities, unfortunately. Kristen had been yelling up to our window for quite some time, saying they had to get back to their lives in town.

And I was going with them.

Living in the human world was something I had never considered, but that was before I had met Jen. I’d follow her to the ends of the earth.

“I wouldn’t mind living out here if it was like this.” She gestured around at the human guest cottage. “The only problem is that none of my family would ever come here to visit.”

Family was important to her, and she insisted that I meet them soon after we returned to town. For reasons I couldn’t explain, the thought of meeting them made me uneasy.

“Oh relax you big baby.” She smiled up at me as she finished getting dressed. “You’ll be fine.”

We stepped out into the early morning light, well, late morning light, to find Ian and Kris waiting impatiently for us. Kristen’s face was the picture of irritation and anger.

“I apologize for the delay,” I said to her, not wanting to start a two day hike with her angry at me. “It’s no excuse, but we truly lost track of the time.”

“That’s not it, lad,” Ian spoke softly as Kris’s face darkened.

“What is it? What happened?” Jen asked, watching Ian and Kris both.

“Nothing we’re sure of...” Ian began, but Kris cut him off.

Anger gave her words a hard edge. “I’m sure.”

“Sure about what?” Something was eating at her and I needed to find out what.

“When we asked a returning hunting party about trail conditions, they mentioned catching the scent of a cougar in the area.” Ian shrugged, but Kris stiffened.

“Troy,” both Jen and I said simultaneously.

Kristen nodded and whirled on Ian. “See?! I’m not overreacting!”

“None of you
know
it’s him!” Ian threw up his hands, exasperated.

“I do,” Kris said through clenched teeth. “And when I catch his scent I’m going to track his whiny ass down and beat some sense into him.”

“That could take a few weeks of beating,” Jen said.

Kris barked a laugh. “Fair point.” She sighed, some of her anger bleeding away.

Ian was all business again. “We
will
need to find him at some point. We need to ensure he will stay quiet about events.”

Jen fidgeted beside me. Troy was a wild card right now. We could likely discredit anything he’d say as just a jealous ex of my sister, but it would be far better to prevent him from talking at all.

“Either way, let’s begin. Jen and I have held us all up long enough,” I sighed.

Ian nodded at my words and wasted no time before turning and walking back out of the village. The rest of us fell in behind as we made our way past the last few cabins and into the woods proper.

“I think I’ve walked more in the past few weeks than I did in the decade before.” Jen shook her head, smelling of resignation and determination both. “I might actually be starting to enjoy it.”

“Walk all you wish love.” I smiled at her. “Just so long as you keep that excellent figure of yours.” She laughed at that, thinking I was joking, but I looked at her curves appreciatively as we moved on.

She was amazing, even in a sweat suit.

The rest of the morning passed tranquilly as we kept a relaxed pace. For the first time, Jen was able to really look around and take in the beauty. Watching her look on in wonder at the vista, breath misting in the cool air, was quickly becoming one of my favorite things to see.

Shortly after our lunch stop, the event Kris had been waiting for occurred. We caught scent of a cougar’s trail; about a day old, crossing over the path we walked on.

“It was running, and avoiding the trail itself.” Ian looked at the ground to either side of the path, picking up on the small details that spoke the story of its passage.

“Take my things.” Kris began to undress as she spoke. “I’m going to catch up with him and resolve this.”

“You don’t know it’s him, Kristen.” Ian’s words fell on uncaring ears.

“I spent a year with him, I know his scent.” She handed me her clothes, bundled in the sweat shirt like a backpack. She then handed me her locker key from the gym which I put beside Jen’s in my pocket.

I felt something was off, Troy’s scent didn’t seem right. “Go with her, Ian. I don’t like this.”

“No,” Ian and Kris both responded together.

“I was sworn to follow
you
Liam, keep an eye on you,” Ian said simply.

“I don’t want anyone’s help
or
interference.” Kris stood naked and looked at us each in turn, “This is my issue to resolve.”

Pops and cracks sounded, she began to shift. A moment later she stood as her wolf, auburn fur blowing in the breeze while she sniffed out the trail. Then, she shot off in pursuit.

“That was the first good look I’ve had at one of you shifting, it seems unpleasant,” Jen said quietly, staring off at Kris’s running form.

Ian chuckled. “It’s not that bad, sounds worse than it is. Well, best be on our way.”

We made camp at the same site we had used on our way up. Ian tended to the fire before walking off to shift and hunt, leaving Jen and I free to spend some time together in the tent.

Night fell quickly, bringing with it a light flurry of snow. Jen sidled up to me beside the fire to keep warm as we ate another hot meal of venison.

“I was never that big on camping before, but it’s not all bad.” She smiled into the flames as she nestled up closer to me.

Ian’s words came around a mouthful of deer. “That’s a good thing, particularly as an alpha’s mate.  You’ll be making this hike fairly often, whenever Liam is needed on the reservation.”

I sighed; in the freedom of being able to be with her, I had forgotten that I was obligated to be involved in clan matters now.

“I never thought of that, how often is often?” Jen looked at Ian, not really wanting to know the answer.

“Every few weeks, probably.” Ian laughed at her flat stare.

“What did I get myself into,” she said, shaking her head.

“Paradise?” I supplied, grinning down at her and earning a punch to my side before she laughed and hugged me tightly.

When Jen and I retired to the tent for the night, Ian surprised me by not giving me a hard time about it. Mostly.

“Don’t let her tame you
too
much lad,” he said, grinning and walking off to make his own camp.

Out of earshot.

Morning came and went and we soon found ourselves within sight of the gym. Jen retrieved her things while I got Kristen’s and we brought everything to her car.

“My luggage!” Jen saw the bags and excitement radiated from her. “I forgot these were here! I’m going back in to shower and change out of these.” She gestured to her now dirty sweat suit. Four day’s worth of hiking up and back hadn’t been kind to them.

A short time later, a clean and irritated Jen emerged from the entrance. She still wore the gym’s clothes. “I forgot I’ve been having a growth spurt.
None
of my clothes fit any more,” she sighed and pouted.

“I’m sure Kris will love to help you fix that problem.” I smiled at the thought. The only thing she liked as much as dressing herself was dressing others.

“Do you think she’ll be back soon?” Jen asked, concerned.

“Maybe, it depends on how far Troy went and how long their ‘talk’ will be. She could be back by tonight or tomorrow.” I shrugged. Kristen would get here when she got here.

For some reason... I still felt some unease.

As we got into the car I had a moment of entertainment as I watched Ian struggling with the seat belt in the back seat. Remembering my own first experience in a car, I looked on in amusement as we drove off, catching the flash of panic across his features.

Laughing, I adjusted my seat and sat back comfortably. Watching Ian interact in the human world was going to be hilarious.

Jen

“A
nswer, damn it.” The call went to an answering machine and I hung up in frustration.

“Still no answer?” Liam sat at the table beside me.

“No, it went to her answering machine again.” I was getting very worried, we’d been home three days and still no sign of Kristen.

“I need to go follow her trail, it is well past time for her to have returned.” Liam was frowning, lines of worry creasing his face.

Ian stood up from his seat across from me at the table. “If you’ve decided, then let’s go. No sense in wasting daylight.” He gestured for us stand as well.

“I’ll drive you both back to the gym, then come back here in case she calls.” Putting on a heavy jacket to stave off the cold, I grabbed my keys and stepped out into the white wonderland that the town had become in the past day.

Winter in New Hampshire had arrived.

The last few days had deteriorated from bliss to a tense frustration as Kristen’s absence drew on. Ian had kept an eye on her place for any sign, but to no avail. Liam and I had even driven to Troy’s house, but it had appeared empty.

Now, as our worry reached the breaking point, it was time to search for her. The snow would make it far more difficult, but if there was a trail Ian would find it.

The ride to the gym was somber, each of us lost in our own thoughts and worries. The trip seemed to take far longer than usual. Traffic was slow and every light was red, as they always are when you’re in a hurry. Eventually, I stopped in front of the gym’s front doors to let Liam and Ian out.

“Be safe,” I said to Liam as he undid his seat belt and left the car.

He walked around to stand beside my door, leaning in, kissing me tenderly. “I will. We will return as fast as we are able.” He smiled and leaned in to kiss me again. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” I smiled back up at him.

He walked over to stand beside Ian as I drove off, both waving before turning to enter the building.

The ride home was far quicker, as these things usually are, and before long I was sitting on my couch and flipping through the channels on the TV. Both my cell phone and house phone were within easy reach in case Kris tried to call.

Hours passed by, night fell, and still nothing. I couldn’t find anything to watch that managed to hold my attention. I grew more and more frustrated as the night wore on.

A low thud came from somewhere in my apartment and I realized with a start that I had fallen asleep on the couch. The television was now running an infomercial on some lame thing or other.

Trying to figure out what woke me or whether or not I had just imagined it, I caught the faint sound of fabric rubbing against itself. “Liam? Are you already back?” The rustling stopped but there was no reply. Coming fully awake I stood quickly and whirled, unsure what to expect.

Troy stood in the flickering half shadows thrown by the television. His eyes were wide, frantic, as he stood straight and smiled weakly.

“Troy? What the hell are you...”

He began talking right over me, not even hearing my words, maybe not even seeing me at all. “You understand, right? Had to... I
had
to.” He was fidgeting where he stood, speaking quietly as if he were talking to himself. “It’s all her fault. HER FAULT!” Spittle flew from his lips as he ranted.

“Troy?” I asked weakly, trying to get a read on him as I stepped slowly away, but it was no use. Trying to read him was like trying to read a book someone had put through a blender, all disjointed and chaotic.

Insane.

He finally noticed me, going through a terrifyingly quick change. Suddenly, he was standing confidently, full of his old arrogant swagger. “Jen, nice to see you here.” His grin was dark below his wild eyes. “No Liam?”