Claimed and Bred By The Wolf 2: Pack Initiation (Shapeshifter Erotic Romance) (4 page)

He swept his lips across hers, and then pressed his forehead to hers. "I'm sorry you have to do that Addy. If there was any way I could get us out of this I would."

"I know." She knew when the relationship began that she wasn't just gaining him, but she was gaining the pack. They were her only family and she needed to respect them and needed their respect.

Her mood lifted as she pulled away from him. Chewing at her lower lip, she looked up at him through her lashes. "You know, this was our first fight." Grabbing his hand, she gave it a tug as she backed out of the kitchen and into the living room.

The tension within him faded and he gave her the devilishly sexy smile that always made her heart skip a beat. "Yeah, now that you mention it, I suppose you're right." He moved with her, allowing himself to be pulled across the living room and towards the staircase.

"So I think it's only fitting that we seal the end of the fight with some make-up sex."

He chuckled softly and a low, feral growl-like sound erupted from him. "I like that idea. But I think someone needs to be punished for her disobedience this morning."

Adrianna raised a curious brow at him, trying to keep from smiling. "Punishment huh?

What kind of punishment?"

"I think it's going to include my hand and your cute little ass."

Adrianna yelped as he lunged at her intent on swatting her bottom. Turning she

sprinted up the stairs, giggling as she ran.

Ian gave her a small head start, until she reached the halfway mark on the staircase, before he vaulted after her. Hearing him coming up behind her, she let out another squeal, making him grin just as she hit the top of the flight of stairs. She only made it two steps onto the second floor when he had her. He scooped her up into his arms as if she

weighted nothing more than a feather and held her tight to his chest.

"No, no. I'm sorry," she proclaimed, laughing and squirming in his arms as he carried her into the bedroom.

"Nope, not good enough woman."

Once he reached the bed, he unceremoniously dropped her onto it. She bounced a

couple time, laughing with each bounce.

"Strip," he ordered as he kicked off his work boots and shrugged off his jacket.

"Yes, Sir!"

"Hmmm. I think I like the ‘Sir’ bit," he teased.

He kept his eyes glued to her as she got onto her knees and pulled her t-shirt over her head. Next she removed her lacy, peach coloured bra, revealing her beautifully plump breasts. His cock jerked and began to rise in his pants as he watched her flop onto her back and squirm out of her jeans, while he removed his t-shirt.

Once she peeled her panties down her hips she scurried to the edge of the bed. He knew what she planned by the look in her eyes as she eyed the ridge of his cock under his jeans. But he wasn't ready for that - yet.

Undoing his jeans he pulled his belt from the pant loops and then pushed down his jeans and boxer briefs letting them fall to his feet. Her eyes widened as he kept the belt in his hands and approached the bed. Doubling it over, he took both ends and pulled. The leather made a menacing clapping sound and her eyes widened in alarm.

"You're not..." She gulped as her worried eyes caught his.

Laughing, he rolled his eyes at her. "No. Silly girl." He dropped the belt to the floor and stood before her, his cock standing at full attention.

She reached for his cock, but he grabbed her hand and brushed it away. "Not now.

Turn around and bend down. I want that pretty ass in the air."

She eyed him a minute and smiled as she nodded. Turning slowly she did as told;

bending down so her chest was pressed to the mattress and her ass was his for the taking.

"Spread your legs further apart."

She immediately spread her legs so her moist pussy was spread and he had full view of her. Reaching between her legs he cupped her mound and caressed her. She moaned softly and pushed back against his hand wantonly.

Ian's cock hardened, almost painfully, demanding that he thrust deep inside of her, but he fought the urges. He spread her pussy lips and stroked her slit, from her anus to her clit, as he began to stroke himself.

"Ian..." Her moaning his name - ever so softly - nearly melted his resolve.

Her pussy was so wet, so needy, so tight. He loved it, and just the thought of pushing into her was bringing him close. Ian stopped stroking himself, for fear of getting carried away before he had a chance to do what he had planned: her punishment.

"Are you sorry for disobeying?"

"Yesssssss" she sighed, once more pressing back against his hand.

"Ready for your punishment?" He thrust two fingers into her and she whimpered. She started to get up, but he leaned over her, placed a hand at the middle of her back and pressed her back down. "Stay where you are."

"Uh- huh."

Removing his fingers from her, he grabbed her ass cheeks in both his hands and

kneaded the soft, milky flesh. A hand slipped back to her pussy. He pulled his hand back several inches and then gave her sweet pussy a slap. She yelped in surprise, but the yelp was followed by a soft moan - barely audible, but with his heightened hearing he didn't miss it.

Ian grinned; he'd never slapped her pussy before, but suspected she'd like it. He caressed her pussy a moment before pulling his hand back and slapping her a second time, slightly harder. She fisted the blanket under her and groaned.

"Are you sorry?"

Silence, for the span of a couple beats. "No."

Ian had to force himself to keep from chuckling at her reply.
Cheeky little thing
. He slapped her a third time, the smack sounded throughout the room followed by her soft moan. His hand came in contact a forth and fifth time, with each slap she'd move against him, inviting and enticing him to take her.

With each slap, more of her juices would seep from her in greeting to his hand. She was getting close to coming, he could see it in the way her body was beginning to tense and how she began to press back against him with more force.

"How much do you want my cock?"

She moaned. He slapped her pussy again.

"How much?"

"Ian... Oh God!"

Taking the head of his cock, he ran it back and forth along her slit, pressing against her opening - taunting her.

"Yes.... yes,
please
." She pressed against his dick, attempting to impale herself.

He pulled his dick away and slapped her pussy again. "Will you do what you're told from now on?"

Smack!
Another slap followed by another soft moan.

Her soft moaning was his only response. Not able to hold himself back another

moment, he pressed his cock to her entrance, the head of his cock just barely breaching her. Gripping her hips he thrust into her fast, hard and without mercy, to the hilt, stretching her tight pussy to its limit. She cried out, her hands digging into the blanket as her body trembled under him, her pussy clenched around his shaft and she came.

"Holy fuck, so good!"

Her pussy juices surrounded his dick, coating it. As he pulled out the evidence of her orgasm dipped from her drenching her already wet pussy lips. He slammed into her a second time, half groaning, half growling as he savoured the feel of her warm and inviting pussy, still trembling as she was swept up in a second orgasm.

The fire within him raged as he pulled out and began to fuck her in earnest, intent on taking what he needed. His thrusts began frantic, pulling out and slamming into her, his balls slapping her pussy with each thrust, making a soft smacking sound.

She began to move with him, meeting his frantic pace. His body became increasingly tense as he found himself coming closer with each fast, almost vicious thrust. Her whimpers and moans became louder - almost feral - and despite his frenzied state he paused his thrusting, taken surprise by the raw, animalistic sounds of her cries of pleasure. It was the sound he expected to hear when he mated with a purebred shifter.

"Ian... Oh God, don't stop!"

Her pleas broke him from his pondering and he resumed fucking her, all thought

quickly faded and all that mattered was the impending orgasm that was rapidly

approaching. He wanted to wait to feel her coming around dick, but he doubted he could last that long, and the selfish part of him demanded he find his relief within her as soon as possible.

Looking down at her, he became mesmerized with the beauty in the contours of her

body, and the way her body writhed and bucked under him. Their bodies worked in

unison, with her meeting each of his frantic thrusts.

"So beautiful." Ian groaned.

"Mmmmm. Ian..."

He could feel her body coming close again. Her pussy milked him, begging him for

his cum. His balls became rock solid, preparing for his release. The feelings became overwhelming, so good that he couldn't hold himself back another moment if he wanted to.

"I... Can't..." He couldn't get the rest of his sentence out as a title wave of pleasure and relief rushed over him. He gripped her hips tightly, as he slammed into her a final time and he was overcome with the force of his orgasm. A rush of his cum spewed from his dick to fill her awaiting pussy.

"Oh-my-God!" She screamed out under him. Her body trembled and her pussy gripped his rapidly depleting cock, begging it for more of his seed.

Ian closed his eyes and let his head drop back as he basked in the feel of their united bodies and the combination of fluids surrounding his dick and spilling out onto his relieved balls.

After close to a minute, Ian opened his eyes and took a second to appreciate the view of their bodies united, before slowly removing himself from her. She whimpered her protest of his leaving her so soon, but his body was now exhausted and all he wanted was to lie down next to her and gather her into his arms.

Once he was out, she flipped onto her back and stared up at him, her green eyes

gleaming with lust, relief and affection. He loved that look; it made him feel more like a man than anything else in his life. She made him feel powerful in a way that nothing else could. The look said she trusted him, appreciated him, relied on him and he'd do anything to ensure that look never left her eyes.

Crawling onto the bed, Ian beckoned for her to come to him. With a soft smile on her lips she did as requested snuggling up close to his side, and draping her leg across his thighs. She placed a kiss on his shoulder and then moved up higher, sweeping her lips across his.

"If that was supposed to convince me to obey, it failed miserably," she teased.

Ian growled, his eyes narrowing at her, but he couldn't keep the grin from spreading across his lips.

"I'll have to try harder next time then?"

Adrianna giggled, giving him another quick kiss. "What if I like it the next time as well?"

"Hmmmm. Then I may have to go the other extreme."

She raised a curious brow at him. "Other extreme?"

"Yeah. Next time, I may have to say no sex for a week."

Rolling her eyes, Adrianna laughed wholeheartedly this time. "Oh please! With your wolfie sex drive, you couldn't go a week if you tried."

"I'll have you know I went a good number of months before we got together, and I could have gone many more. And wolfie sex drive? What do you mean my wolfie sex

drive?"

"Yeah. wolfie drive, as in much stronger than human."

"No. My problem is the term
wolfie
..." He made a face at her. "It's so, emasculating."

Adrianna didn't respond, simply rolled her eyes at him.

Laughing he flipped her to her back, and settled between her legs, grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head. Flashing him a wicked smile she wiggled under him, teasing his half-erect cock.

"See. Told you," she teased as his cock went from half-mast to fully erect under her slight stimulation. He groaned inwardly, as his body betrayed him by confirming her point.

"But how can you gauge my 'wolfie' sex drive in comparison to humans, when I'm then only man you've ever been with?"

She chewed at her lower lip, looking up at him through her lashes. "Girl talk."

Raising an amused brow he nodded. "Girl talk huh? So girls just compare this stuff?"

He lowered his body a little lower onto hers, his cock slipping between her legs settling between her soft, wet folds.

"We do."

"And so have I been part of these discussions?" He wasn't sure if he liked the idea of her discussing their sex life or not. Though considering in two days she'd be fucking him in front of his pack, discussing his performance with her girlfriends seemed trivial.

She shook her head.

His ego deflated slightly. "And why not?"

"Because if they knew how amazing you were, I'd have to beat them off ya with sticks."

"Hmmm. Then I think I'm going to have to live up to your expectations of me."

"I'm not sure if I can go through with this," Adrianna whispered to Ian. She glanced nervously around her. They were in one of the three small bedrooms of a cabin that the wolves used as their meeting place and general hangout. The cabin was roughly a mile from her house, deep into the woods. The narrow dirt road was easily missed from the main road unless you were looking for it and was the only way to and from the cabin by vehicle.

Ian pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair. "You can. I'll do my best to make sure it's as quick as possible."

Despite being more terrified of what was a mere few minutes from happening - the

claiming - she smiled. Ian wasn't the kind of guy to come fast; he was usually such a tender and complete lover, ensuring she had a number of orgasms before he came.

Thinking of him only thinking of himself and how fast he could get off was so far from his normal way it was amusingly ironic.

He pulled back from her slightly and returned her smile. "It'll be okay."

She let out an unsteady sigh and nodded. "How am I ever going to face your brother and the others in the pack after this? Knowing they've seen me naked and seen us..." She shuttered at the thought.