Stolen by the Alpha Wolf: Shifter Romance (Accidental Theft Book 1) (8 page)

“I
wouldn’t normally become trapped inside a female for this long. It normally
only lasts for a few seconds after, but you’re just so…tight.” He tried to ease
himself out of her, careful not to hurt her. Inch by inch he separated himself,
noticing that there were teeth marks on her skin somewhere in the region where
her shoulder met her neck. The skin wasn’t broken.  

When
he finally pulled free, he moved onto his side pulling Stephany up against him.

“For
the record”—he panted between every word—“although I greatly enjoy oral sex, I’m
not a ‘fuck-face’ either.”

She
made a strangled sound that brought a smile to his lips. “I can’t believe I
said that.” She tried to pull away, but he tightened his hold on her.

Ward
couldn’t help but to chuckle softly. “I liked it. I can’t wait to hear what
other choice names you have for me.”

“Oh,
no…we can’t do that again.” She tried to move away again, but he wouldn’t let
her. Ward pulled himself up onto an elbow so that he could see her face. “I am
going to take you again within the next few minutes.” He leaned in so that he
could nibble on her earlobe.

She
made a noise of enjoyment but still tried to squirm away. “It will complicate
things. We shouldn’t be doing this, Ward. You know that…I know that.”

“It’s
a bit too late to take it back and since we are together for another day or two,
might as well make the most of it. If you tell me honestly that you didn’t
enjoy yourself then I’ll stop.”

She
turned onto her back and his eyes were drawn to the plumpest, ripest nipples he
had ever had the pleasure of sampling. He had to fight not to drool. “My eyes
are up here mister.” There was a tinkle in her voice that gave away her smile.

Ward
smiled as well. “I want you again. We fit perfectly…if not really
tightly…together.”

“It’s
a bad idea.” She licked her lips. “This will end badly.”

“There
is something between us, I don’t deny it.”
Something more than just an
attraction and really great sex.
“I’m sure we’ll be fine though as long as
we agree to short term, pleasure only for as long as you are here. Then you go
back to your coven, I take a mate and life goes on.”

Her
eyes fluttered closed for a few beats before she shook her head. “What then? I
can’t go back with your scent on me. They will know we rutted. Your pack would
probably disown you as alpha if they found out this happened. If we stop now,
no one needs to know.”

Ward
had to laugh.
Was this vampire really that innocent?
“I hate to tell you
this, sweetheart, but by now half my pack knows I’m a motherfucking fuck-face.”
He smiled at the horrified expression on her face. “I hate to break it to you,
but they know already.”

Horror
caused her eyes to widen and her mouth to gape. “Oh, no. They heard that?” she
gasped. “I suppose they would have. You wolves have better hearing than us
vampires.” She bit on her lip for a few beats. “I’m so sorry.”

He
put his index finger over her lips before tracing their seam. “I was just as
loud. All that growling and snarling. I assure you that my pack knows exactly
what a rutting wolf sounds like. We all have really good hearing.”

She
bit on her bottom lip. “I don’t know.” She paused taking in a deep breath. “I
agree, but only on the condition that you take me to Sweetwater as soon as the
dust settles. Book me into a hotel and leave me there. I’m sorry, but I can’t
have your scent on me when I return to my coven.”

Although
he completely understood, it still hurt that she wasn’t willing to admit that
she’d fucked a wolf. If the shoe was on the other foot, he would probably do
the same. Yet, it had never once occurred to him to keep quiet during sex. He
didn’t care if his pack knew. It wasn’t something he wanted to hide even if he
would take some flack for his decision to take a vampire to his bed. He was
sure he would pay dearly, would be the brunt of many jokes. Regardless of the
fact that he was alpha, but he didn’t care. Ward was very much the leader yet
he didn’t rule with an iron claw. Unlike those dickhead kings, he preferred a
united species as opposed to a dictatorship.

“I’ll
take you to Sweetwater. I agree,” he said. Using his hand on her hip, he moved
her onto her side pushing his fully engorged cock against her ass.

“I
get the feeling you would agree to anything right now.” She giggled.

“You
would be right.” He growled in approval when she tilted her ass so that he
would have easy access to her pussy. “Still so wet. I’m going to fuck you now,
little vampire. You can call me whatever you want.” He thrust into her
welcoming heat. Although she was still ridiculously tight. It was easier to
push in and out of her this time. “Call me a name…any name…as many times as you
want. As loud as you want.” He growled, rolling her nipples between his fingers
as he lost himself in her heat. “I insist,” he added on a snarl.

****

Ward
made her come more times than she had fingers on her hands. Sometimes hard and
fast and others slow and easy. Always from behind, always biting her when they
found their release. Even after a nap, she felt a little tender.

Ward’s
member stiffened up against her thigh, alerting her that he was awake.

“Again?”
she asked, stretching her arms above her head and arching her back as she
yawned. He nipped at her breasts, making her giggle. Stephany thread her fingers
through his hair, trying to pry him away. “Stop that. I didn’t realize that wolves
were such biters.”

He
rested his chin on her chest, actually looking quite sheepish. “It’s not
something I normally do. Biting is mostly reserved for mates, but I figure
since you’re a vampire you would probably enjoy it. The same rules don’t apply,”
he shrugged. “I guess I really just like biting you.”

She
nodded, not trusting her voice. “Mates…you probably shouldn’t then.” She said.
once she felt she could trust herself.

“It’s
okay, Stephany. You’re not a wolf. I enjoy doing it. If you were my mate, I
would sometimes draw blood so I actually do hold back. To draw blood would be
taking it too far. Besides, it’s not even a full moon.”

She
didn’t know what to say. It still seemed wrong somehow.  

“Look,
if you don’t like the way it feels I’ll stop.”

That
was the thing. It felt too damned good. Almost as if he was drinking from her.
It made her come so much harder every time. “I like it. It’s not the new moon…or
a full moon…or anything. I guess it’s okay.” She whispered feeling even more
guilt well up inside of her.

“Good.”
He growled in a way that had her nipples tightening. He wanted her, was going
to take her again. She was helpless to stop him. Would have to stop herself
from begging him soon.

“You
drive me wild with need, little vampire.” His green eyes glowed, his gaze
hooded. “I want to taste that tight pussy of yours again. Can’t get enough…”

The
door burst open and a really pissed looking female entered. She was small and
plump like Tanya. Really great, wide hips and full, lush, mammary glands. All the
unmated vampire males she knew would have their eyes popping out of their heads
looking at a female like her. Her thick black hair whipped about her face as
she approached. Stephany clutched a sheet to her chest. Ward made to stand, not
in the least concerned with his naked still semi aroused state. The female
didn’t even blink.

“I
can’t believe you, Ward.” The female didn’t scent human. She had that same
musky smell that shifters possessed. She put her hands on her hips, her nose
scrunching in disgust. “This room smells like a whorehouse.”

Stephany
had heard of such places. Females sold their bodies to desperate males. It was
a human thing. Something she didn’t understand.

“What
are you doing here, Luna?” Ward growled. “You have no right to enter my private
space. Leave.” He spoke in an authoritative tone that made her want to obey.

The
female took a hesitant step back, showing that she wasn’t immune. She seemed to
shake it off, squaring her shoulders. “She’s a filthy vampire for claw’s sake.
Have you lost your mind?” The female glared at her over Ward’s shoulder. “I’ve
had to listen to the two of you for long enough…a vampire…really?”

“Don’t.”
Ward growled louder this time. “Stephany is my guest and you will treat her
with respect.”

The
female took a deep breath. She shook her head, her eyes flashing towards Stephany.
“Like hell! Listen up, vampire. You may think you have your claws in him, but
know that he is mine. Do not think to claim him for yourself.” Her eyes
narrowed and she took a step towards the bed.

Stephany
embraced the anger that rose in her. She threw her legs over the edge of the
bed and rose to her full height towering over the wolf female. “Yours? I don’t
think so, wolf. I’m the one warming his bed.”

The
female growled, her eyes glowing softly.

“I’m
sorry, Ward.” Rushe stepped into the doorjamb. “She sucker-punched me.” Stephany
noticed how pale the male looked. He clutched his crotch while swallowing hard.
“I will remove her if you’ll give me half a minute to catch my breath.”

“Don’t
bother.” Luna shook her head. “I was just leaving.” She turned to face Ward.
“This doesn’t change anything. We need to mate. This pack needs heirs. That
vampire may be good for a rut, but she can’t give you anything else but a good
time.”

Pain
blossomed inside her, but she kept quiet. How could Stephany argue against the truth?

“I
will be in heat again soon. You know where to find me when you come to your
senses.”

It
was weird, a growl rose up in her causing her chest to vibrate. She’d never
growled before in her whole life. It was something only males of her species
did.

The
female wolf flashed her fangs and Stephany growled louder.

“I’m
out of here,” Luna huffed, turning on her heel.

“I’m
sorry.” Rushe’s eyes pleaded as they tracked Ward who paced across the room.

“Don’t
let it happen again.” Ward snarled. “Any word?” He asked, speaking softer this
time.

Rushe
nodded. “The vampires have pulled back. They’re still in our territory, but
should be gone within the next few hours. The coast should be clear by
morning.”

“Good!
Now get the fuck out.” Rushe inclined his head, closing the door behind him.
Stephany got back onto the bed, slumping back against the pillows.

Ward
paced the room for a few more minutes. Finally stopping, he cursed as their
eyes locked. Ward strode to the bed and crouched over her. “I’m so damned
sorry.” He cupped her cheeks.

“There
is nothing to be sorry about.” She said trying to sound indifferent. “We agreed
that this was a short term thing. You can take me back soon and…get on with
your life.”

Her
heart clenched.

She
had already fallen for him and in such a short time. It didn’t matter that she
was a vampire and he a wolf. Night and day. Opposites and enemies.

“Tomorrow,”
he said as he leaned closer.

“Tomorrow,”
she sighed as their lips met in a tender kiss that spoke of feelings neither of
them were allowed to admit.   

Back
at the Vampire Castle

Charlotte’s
robe rode low on her hips. Her remarkably full breasts taunted him. There was a
reason this female was the most desired of all the single females. Zane’s favorite
for many years, she was obviously feeling left out in the cold since the human
had started warming his king’s bed.

“I
said no.” It was difficult to deny her. A big part of him wished to slake his
need in her very willing, very hot body. Gods, the curve on the underside of
her breasts was like a cure to a dying man. Her berry nipples begged to be
sucked.  Lance pursed his lips.

“Rutting
will make you stronger.” Charlotte said, yet she still pulled her robe back
over her shoulders and fastened the tie.

What
an utter shame to hide such a spectacular body!

“Thank
you,” Lance said. “I appreciate your concern.” Best not to sever this
opportunity completely.

It
was only once her enticing body was covered that he realized that his king
stood at the side of his bed.

 “My
lord.” Lance tried to sound as healthy and full of energy as he could muster
and failed judging by the pitying look that Zane gave him.

“If
you change your mind.” She looked in Lance’s direction.

“My
lord.” She gave Zane a semi curtsy, which his king ignored.

“I
won’t.” Lance didn’t need the temptation. He had to win his female back.  By
blood he wanted Charlotte, but he needed to redeem himself in the eyes of his
mate and that meant no more meaningless rutting.

Confusion
marred her features, Charlotte was not used to being denied. She nodded once
and left the room.

“You
should’ve taken her up on her offer.”

“I
was tempted, but I hate lying here while Stephany…” His lips tightened. Pulling
a second pillow behind his head, Lance struggled to pull himself into a semi
upright position. His chest burned and his body felt so damned heavy. He was
breathing heavily by the time he finished. Lance hated this damned weakness,
but a whole quiver of silver tipped arrows to the chest would do this to a
male. In fact, most would have perished.

“It
won’t be long before she is released. The wolves would be fools to harm her.”

“Within
a day or two, I will be well. I will find her.”

“You
will do nothing of the sort.”

“I
will seek out my mate and bring her back to her rightful place at my side.”
Lance felt his hands turn to fists at his side. Not the best move when pitted
against his leader, yet he was helpless to control the emotion.

“Enough.”

Lance
closed his mouth into a thin white line.

“Trying
to find her would be futile. Our best trackers failed, as will you.” Zane
pulled a chair up next to the bed. “If she is not back within the week, then we
will act.”

“A
week is a long time. So much can go wrong. I need my female. Three days or I
will—” the need to bring her back clawed at him.

“Quiet.
You are not being rational. Since when do you care so much about what happens
to the female?” He could see that Zane was fast losing patience.

So
was he. “
My
female,” Lance growled.

“You
accidentally mated her twenty years ago, you ignored each other ever since it
happened, and now you want to claim her as yours?” Zane narrowed his eyes.

 “The
moment her fangs breached my skin during the new moon, she became mine. When
our blood flowed as one, she became my mate.”

Zane
held up his hand. “Spare me, I know how it works. Twenty years, Lance. I gave
you leave many years ago to take the female. Why now?”

It
was a rational response, yet he’d never felt the need to strike his king
before. It rode him hard now though. “With all due respect, my lord. It’s none
of your fucking business.”

Zane
chuckled. “Glad to see you haven’t turned into a complete pussy.”

“Stop
that,” Lance smiled. “You look weird when you laugh.”

Zane
smiled. “Having a female has been good for me.”

Lance
narrowed his eyes. “I hear you will continue to share her with Brant. Again,
with all due respect…” Lance paused waiting for permission to continue.

“Yeah,
yeah.” Zane motioned for him to get on with it.

“…a
three way mating. What the fuck?”

Zane
arched his brow. “It’s a bit tricky.” His king’s brow creased in a deep frown.

Lance
chuckled and winced. “Tricky.” He smiled, “I’ll bet, one female and two cocks.
Especially when the cocks happen to be attached to two dominant, arrogant
males. It must be all fun and games.”

“A
whole, big bundle. Tanya is with child.”

 “Wow.
You are to be a father. Good news.” His mouth pulled into a smile. What great
news for their species.

“It
could be Brant’s,” Zane bit out.

Lance
refused to contemplate the possibility. “It will be yours, my lord.”

“The
covens are one, so it doesn’t matter who the father is.”

Lance
raised a brow. The sentiment was flawed. If it were him, he wouldn’t be able to
stand it. In fact, he would never agree to such an appalling arrangement in the
first place. Share a female? What utter nonsense.

“If
you are not going to rut, then make sure you take blood more often.” Zane
raised his eyebrows.

“I
will,” Lance said.

“Rest
assured that Stephany will be back soon.” Zane smiled. Weird…just so weird to
see his normally emotionless leader this way. “I don’t think she will fall back
into your arms though, my friend.”

“I
will have her in my bed in no time.” All Lance had to do was click his fingers
and Stephany would be back at his side. Where she belonged. She had not shared
her bed with another all these years after all. His female had been waiting for
him for all this time and who was he to deny her?

Zane
shook his head. “There is nothing more dangerous or difficult to appease than a
female who has been slighted. You mated her and dumped her.”

“She
mated me,” Lance said.

“It
takes two, so don’t give me that bull. She may have bit you first but you bit her
right back.”

“The
best sex I’ve ever had,” Oh gods, it had scared him how good it had been.

“Whatever.
The details are not important. You mated her and left her. Haven’t tried to see
her or speak to her since.”

“I’ve
spoken to her.” What if what Zane was saying was true?

“Traditional
functions don’t count. You never sought her out yourself with the specific
intention to talk things out. Did you call even once?”

Lance
shook his head.

“You
are so fucked, or in this case not. You won’t be getting any for a very long
time.” Zane chuckled.

“Want
to bet? One week of courting and she’ll be mine.” Lance couldn’t wait.

“A
whole freaking week. Have you gone soft?” No he hadn’t, yet he was beginning to
think it might not be quite as easy as he had first thought.

Lance’s
jaw tensed. “She might be mad with me.”

“You
won’t get anywhere near her any time soon, maybe not ever. The covens talk.
She’ll know how many females you bedded while she has remained celibate. You
can be thankful that you are not a human though, or your dick may’ve fallen off
a long time ago. I am the king and yet even I have not bedded as many females
as you.”

All
true.  Lance grunted. “I am a male, I have needs. Rut with the same female too
often and she begins to think that you are in a relationship.”

“Excuses.
You should’ve gone to Stephany.”

“Oh
yeah, and that would’ve gone over well. You and Brant birth enemies…” Lance
said as he shook his head. “They were dark times of mourning. Both your fathers
lost in battle. Levels of hate still ran high.” They had been bad times indeed.

Zane
shrugged. “You gave the impression that you didn’t care. If the female had
meant something to you, you would’ve fought for her. You never did.”

Lance
winced. “I managed to convince myself that she was nothing to me. Lived the lie
for so long that I believed it myself.” He scrunched his eyes shut for a few
beats. “Watching that wolf take her though. Not being able to protect her. It
made me realize what she means to me. I will find a way to win her.”

“About
that, you ran into their range, making it easy for the archers to take you out.
Don’t pull a stunt like that again. You should’ve died from your wounds.”

He
could still see the look on his female’s face as that wolf dragged her away.
How the male had struck her just before he had lost consciousness himself. “The
only thought I had was of saving Stephany. I would do it again.” He felt his
eyes narrow.

Zane
nodded. The male smiled again. Though it was a feral smile that still had the
ability to get adrenaline surging even if unintended this time. “I would do the
same if it came to my female.”

“You
have grown fond of her.”

Zane
nodded. “You could say that.” The male actually looked pussy-whipped for a few
seconds.

“Aren’t
you worried about hurting her? She is human after all, and we know how fragile
they are. It must be difficult to rut whilst being so careful.”

Zane’s
face tightened, Lance could see that he was thinking of rutting the human. “In
many ways it heightens the experience. Humans are stronger than we give them
credit for, yet at the same time they are so soft.” A low rumble escaped Zane.
Yup, the male was definitely thinking of sex.

Lance
didn’t buy it. Humans were so puny, so unappealing. “If you say so.”

“You
need your rest if you are to be well when your female returns.” Zane stood.
“You’re going to need your strength for sure.”

“For
rutting.” Lance felt his own skin tighten at the thought of sliding inside
Stephany’s tight pussy. It had been many years, yet he could still recall how
his blood had heated, how his dick had hardened to the point of pain.

“More
like for walking on your knees.” Zane laughed.

Lance
clenched his jaw hoping that his king was wrong.

****

Somewhere
on the outskirts of Sweetwater Town

After
a full day of travelling, they finally came to a halt. For the first part of
their journey, she had been blindfolded and even though the other wolves had
recommended that she be tied, Ward had refused.

Once
they were far enough away from the settlement, he’d stopped and growled up at
her until she’d removed the tie. Ward was huge, even bigger as a wolf than as a
man. His coat was inky black, so thick and shiny. His eyes were the only things
that hadn’t changed. By the time they reached the desolate barn, she was so tired
that she was afraid she would slide off his back.

The
same intelligent green gaze she’d come to know so well met hers just before his
coat shivered. His body cracking and pulsing, fur retracting as he turned into
the male she remembered.

The
other three wolves did the same, all the males stood naked in front of her. All
completely comfortable in their own skin. She kept her eyes averted as they
made their way to the barn entrance. Ward fished around under an outcrop of
rocks before pulling out a key and unlocking the padlock on the door. The males
pulled the large wooden doors open, the hinges squeaked, in desperate need of
oil.

A
dusty SUV dominated the barn’s interior. The males made for a large trunk in
the corner, pulling out a multitude of clothing. Stephany kept her eyes on the
line of trees while they dressed.

“How
long are we staying in Sweetwater?” one of the males asked. Since she recognized
his voice, she was sure it was Rushe.

“Not
that long,” Ward growled.

“Don’t
you want to ensure your female’s comfort before we leave?” Rushe asked.

“My
female…Stephany will be fine. Once she is checked in, we will be leaving. There
will be time…for what you had in mind on another occasion. Things are too
unstable at present.”

“Stephany,”
Ward called.

She
turned to face the males and her mouth went dry. Ward wore a V-neck grey
sweater and black jeans. The wool and denim accentuated his muscular frame. He’d
even gelled his short hair. If she didn’t know any better, she would think that
she was looking at a bunch of
All-American Boys
. Although they were
extra muscular and a little too tall to be just your run of the mill humans. He
tossed her a dress, it was pink, floral and a three sizes too big. He must’ve
caught the look on her face because he moved away from the trunk.

“Let’s
give the lady some room.” He gestured to the trunk while the males filed out of
the barn. Ward snaked an arm around her waist and touched his lips to hers. She
couldn’t help but to think that he really shouldn’t be doing things like that
anymore. Instead of reprimanding him though, she kissed him back putting her
hand into the jeans pocket on his ass. His eyes locked with hers as he pulled
away. “Help yourself to whatever you need. Make sure you pack enough to last
you a few days.” He gestured to the backpack still on her back. It contained
some toiletries and one or two of his shirts. “I’ll make sure they keep their
eyes.” He looked in the direction of the males that had just left.