Destined for the Alpha (7 page)

The bed dipped and she felt Peter's heat behind her. She turned to look at him, his lithe and muscular body shiny with sweat from wearing the velvet suit in bed. His hair slightly messy and a playful smile at his lips. "I will try to make this as least painful as possible, we must claim you for our own Catherine," he ran his hands down her back and settled at her waist, pressing his erect cock up against her heat.

She stilled, it was huge, she couldn't see it but she could feel it's girth between her legs; there was no way it was going to fit inside of her, anywhere inside of her. She looked and Ivan pleadingly, but he kissed her again reassuringly and Peter thrust gently against her, his hard cock brushing up against her most sensitive parts made her moan, he repeated the motion a few times, until she was pushing back up against him. Ivan stood away from the bed, sitting on a chair nearby and watching the two while he rubbed himself through his pants.

She felt Peter lean overtop of her and whisper in her ear "are you ready Catherine?"

She nodded and moaned when he brushed against her oversensitive clit. He leaned back and grabbed the base of his cock and positioned it at her wet entrance, his other hand sliding around her midsection to hold her up, and began sliding every slow and agonizing inch inside of her. Catherine wrenched her eyes shut, he was splitting her in two, surely he was going to tear her in half, he stilled an inch or so inside of her, feeling her barrier and leaned over her, kissing the wound on her shoulder and in a swift motion, bit into her hard and thrust deep inside of her, causing an explosion of pain and pleasure. The bite in her shoulder made her body go slack underneath him, she heard him swear above her as he bottomed out.

He licked the wound he just created and she felt an agonizing soreness between her legs that almost felt good at this point. A few seconds went by, which felt like eternity, and she moved back against him. "Fuck Cat, you are so tiny." He growled against her shoulder and slowly began pumping in and out of her, his long thick cock seemed to stretch her out with every thrust and the familiar tightness from before was back. He slid his arm down and began to gently rub her clit. She moaned and hung her head. Each thrust brought her more pleasure as the pain ebbed away, leaving only a coiling tightness in her belly. He thrust his cock deep inside of her and stilled, nipping at her wound again that was now dripping blood onto the sheets beneath her. She whimpered feeling him begin to speed up, no longer languid and loving, each thrust was deep and hard, he held her hips in place with one hand and growled against her skin.

Catherine never knew that such animal noises could be so intense when a gorgeous man was rutting with you like an animal, but she wanted more of it, whatever it was. The hand at her clitoris increased its pressure and she felt as if she was going to explode, was he going to kill her with this? Her whole body was so tight and suddenly the growls became more insistent, his thrusts becoming quick and shallow, his breath coming out in pants and gasps, finally he bit back down on her shoulder causing Catherine to explode underneath him, her whole body floating in pleasure and suddenly she felt a great pressure inside of her as Peter emptied himself deep inside of her body, his cock twitching and pulsating deep inside of her, each pulse causing her to moan as the blonde floated gently down to earth, her body sore and tired, blood running down her chest and back from the open wounds.

Peter grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back against him into a sitting position and a post orgasm Catherine let her eyes flutter open to see a very eager and aroused Ivan move towards them on the bed. His cock was not as wide as Peter's but it looked to be longer. She smiled sleepily as Peter began to kiss her neck; his cock deflated slipping out of her wetness. She was passed gently over to Ivan who laid her down on the bed.

The silvery haired werewolf smiled down at the sleepy girl and wasted no time, slipping his hard cock inside of her, groaning at her wetness. "You're pretty when you're bloody," He smiled and thrust deep inside of her

"Yeah?" Catherine smiled and reached up, pulling the larger man down closer to her, the beta eager to please the small girl moved slower than the alpha, his forefinger and thumb pinching each nipple before his hand cupped the whole of the breast. She thought her full breasts fit into his hands perfectly.

"You look wilder that way," he finally replied and nipped at her breast, he withdrew from her and then inch by inch torturously slid back inside of her, causing the small girl to arch up into his touches "let's make you even wilder."

On the opposite shoulder he licked her gently as if cleaning her skin and Catherine dimly wondered what that had meant and suddenly he thrust deep into her and bit her roughly, she yelped at the pain, but suddenly, and almost sickeningly she felt unimaginable pleasure as he thrust deeply into her, the pain mixed with the friction of his pelvis meeting her clit drove her higher and her scream turned into a low moan, her eyes rolling back into her head as he licked the wound before kissing her. His whole mouth tasted warm and metallic and Catherine idly wondered why this also turned her on, there was something so primal about it. She grabbed Ivan's face as he pumped in and out of her; he lifted her up and held her flush against his form. She felt his claws scratch at her back and new wounds opening across her pristine skin and she nipped at his lip.

"Fierce little pup," he chuckled against her lips and she did it again. He smiled at her efforts and moved his mouth to the bite mark the alpha had made and licked it gently, lapping up the blood that had been drawn earlier, she groaned and pushed his cock deeper inside of her.

"Fuck," he hissed before licking the bite mark again, making the small blonde squirm against him, he laid her back down and began thrusting into her, his body tense. She eagerly met each and every one of thrusts, welcoming him deep inside of her. Finally he bit down on her newer wound and spilled his seed deep inside of her, pumping himself in and out slowly as he panted against her skin, he withdrew himself and sat up, looking down at the bloody, messy alpha female who had a silly smile on her face.

Catherine felt sticky and messy, and bloody and sore, but Peter scooped her up in his arms and began cleaning her. His tongue tracing over each and every wound that they had made, causing her to sigh in delight. As Ivan kissed her gently and laid down next to her, he watched his alpha wash her body lovingly. When he finished Catherine was half asleep and her moans turned into small mewls of pleasure. She whimpered as he stopped and tucked her into the sheets. "Welcome Catherine, my mate, my alpha female." He whispered, and she found herself falling asleep tightly ensconced between two large, and fierce werewolves.

Chapter 3

It was soft voices that woke her up, the bed noticeably empty as she looked around the room for the two men she had slept with. The sun hung low on the horizon and the last beams of sunlight shone in through the windows on the far wall. Her body was completely healed, only a residual soreness on the shoulder where her alpha's bite marks remained. She sat up to see most of the pack gathered around the fire, talking in hushed tones almost as if not to wake her. John seemed to notice her first and gave her a small smile before backing away from the group that hardly noticed him. He sat down on the edge of the bed "Are you okay?"

No one seemed to notice that John had backed away from the group, he looked scared, and his eyes darted to her and then the ground. "Are you okay?" She replied and worried over the lanky man, his hair looked unwashed and his hands were dirty. For some reason she wanted to just bathe him until he felt better.

"As punishment we're on patrol tonight." She noticed his fingers beginning to twitch, looking for something to play with and instead Catherine laced her fingers with his. She felt a mixture of pity and concern over the small wolf, she was afraid at any minute he'd break in half.

He gasped at the contact and pulled away from her, standing up and taking a step at the bed, looking away from the small blonde.

"What's wrong Cat?" A voice came from behind her and she looked over her shoulder to see Peter who had his suit half undone. Ivan was sitting by the half dead fire next to Shawn and Gwen, the latter of which looked pitifully at the girl in the bed. Catherine slipped out of the bed, pulling a sheet with her and wished there weren't so many people present.

She held the sheet to her chest and looked up at Peter who was standing mere inches from her. "Patrol?" She asked and felt him pull her closer to his body.

"We all must go on patrol, including you, as punishment. It's mostly quiet but I am unsure if I should let Ivan guard you or if I should be the one to."

She looked over at Ivan who was still staring into the fire, he looked cross. He was clothed in some loose fitting pants and not much else. "I think," Catherine spoke, each word measured carefully "that I would be fine with Ivan, if he could promise to stay close?"

Peter sighed behind her and kissed her on the top of her head "Very diplomatic, so it shall be."

Ivan looked at her warily and stood up with the rest of the group. He gently took her hand and squeezed it. "I won't fail you again, not like last time, please trust me, alpha."

Peter looked skeptical and eyed the blonde girl who smiled up at him nervously "It's good to build a better relationship with my beta, right?"

"I will stay with you for the first few hours then." Peter stated to the group She felt her heart beat a little faster at his admission and she felt Ivan's hand slip from hers. "Let's find you something to wear."

With that, Shawn and Gwen quietly excused themselves, leaving John and Ivan in the room with them. Peter was about to say something to John, who stood nervously in the corner closest to the door but Catherine ventured out instead "John, can you…can you help me get dressed?"

"Cat I don't thin-" Ivan began and John began to back out of the door

"You heard her." Peter cut the other man off and leaned down until he was eye level with the short girl, his voice was barely above a whisper, "and if anything should happen, I will be outside the door."

Her heart skipped a beat, she felt bad for John, but was he dangerous? Is that why he stayed so far away from everyone else? John stayed in the far corner and eyed her nervously as Peter and Ivan exited the room, swinging the door shut. The thud made Catherine jump, after Peter's warning she was on edge. Was John some kind of unstable wolf?

Her nervousness only seemed to make the thin dark man back up into the door. "John, please?" She offered her hand and swallowed back her fear; it would not be good to cause him to be more scared than he already was. If this was her family now, she would make sure every wolf felt included in the pack, regardless of ranking.

He hesitated before crossing the room to her side almost dutifully. His eyes on the carpet and refusing to meet hers. She grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. What was he so afraid of? Her? "A bath, I think, is in order." She tugged his hand gently

"No, no, no." He shook his head and tried to pull his hand back but Catherine held tightly, he yanked backwards and she fell into him, losing her blanket.

He looked up to catch her naked form and Catherine felt a blush grow all over her body at realizing he had seen her naked. "Are you scared of me?" She finally asked, giving up on the bath and modesty.

"I shouldn't be alone with you, I'm not to be trusted."

Catherine looked around the room and saw another oak door; she pushed it open with a creak to reveal a large bathroom with a standing bath and a sink. She pulled him in and reluctantly the omega trailed her, knowing it was futile to resist the alpha female.

She turned the water on, the pipes creaking as the hot water rushed through them, turning to her omega that had very obviously been observing her naked form. She pulled up at his loose cotton t-shirt that was covered in stains and dirt, and then tugged at his loose khaki pants that were held on by a belt that looked about four times too big on his form. He stopped her hand at first but then let his own hand fall away, letting the girl divest him until he stood naked, and dirty in the middle of the bathroom, she noted on his side a large red bite mark quite like the one on her side. She reached out and timidly touched it, causing John to shy backwards. "Is it not like mine? Does it hurt?"

"No, no it feels good when it's touched…I just don't like it being touched."

Catherine stepped forward and brushed it gently with her index finger, he gasped at the contact and covered his stomach with his arms "Please, alpha, let me go."

"In a minute, just give me one more minute." She smiled and offered her hand to him again. John eyed it as if it was a weapon and took it hesitantly. She tugged at him and stepped into the white bathtub that had filled itself halfway full of clear warm water. He followed her in and tried to look away. Catherine grabbed a bar of soap and began scrubbing at his hands, carefully over each dirty finger, and palm, up his arms as he looked away from his alpha.

After a silent five minutes and one clean arm, as Catherine began to remove dirt from his other hand he spoke softly, in a voice that was a little more sure, a little more even, a little louder than usual. "I was turned when I was twelve, and it was an accident. The pack had killed most everyone in the village and I was caught in the field behind my house. I suffered my first changing alone, I never have truly…accepted that I'm a monster, I remember all of it. My wolf is weak because of it."

She slowed down her ministrations and hummed quietly, preferring to listen to his tale. His clean hand sloshed in the bathtub and reached to touch the deep red mark on her shoulder, causing her to shudder "It ties you to your mate, and to your clan, whenever you stray far, it will bring you back. It's a bond that is unbreakable, and…not ignorable. It brought me to Peter, again."

"Peter attacked you?" Catherine asked quietly, her hands moving to his shoulders, white bubbles forming on the surface of the water.