Wolf Magic: A Fantasy of Werewolves and Witches in the Twilight (3 page)

Her impatient expression grew.
She heaved a sigh. "Speak."

"
I'm, I'm … I'm new here and I'm looking for this address."

While she tapped her foot, he fumbled wit
h the wallet in his back pocket like a green cub, finally retrieving the slip of paper with the address on it.

She glanced at it then p
ointed a long, manicured red nail toward a large red brick four-story building, "There."

Marco couldn
't take his eyes off her ruby red lips.

Plump, juicy, kissable lips.

He was lupine, after all.

She sighed.
"If you're finished staring at my tits, is there anything else I can provide for you other than a cheap thrill?"

She didn
't fear him.  Humans usually feared him – especially female humans.

She put her hand on her hip.
"Wait here yourself. I've got business to handle."

He scanned her body then glanced in the direction she
'd pointed. "That building?"

"
What'd I just say? God, wolves are so damn impossible sometimes."

"
How did you know?"

"
You must be the one I'm supposed to keep watch on. Marcus, or something like that, right?"

Nodding,
"Yeah, Marco."

"
Great. You're coming home with me."

"
I am?"

"
Did I stutter? Yes, you are. Your pack warned me you were young.  What are you, seventeen?"

"
Twenty-one," he stammered.

Feeling like an idiot, he watched her take his hand.
"Put this in my hand and I'll walk you back home with momma."

He gave her his hand.

But she took his lips. He had nothing to do with it. Honest.

Her lips sealed over his, her mouth pressing softly into his at first, before gentle pressure built up and his head felt light.
Her hand running through his dirty hair stirred up the garbage stench.  It also stirred him below the belt, making his pants too tight.

His lips were bruised but
he didn't care.  She broke from the kiss.

"
My sweet goddess," he felt tired now, his legs giving out under him. "Not again.  What's your name?"

C
HAPTER 3

Marco woke and groaned. He finally opened his eyes and winced at the throbbing in his head.  He surveyed his surroundings. To his right was a cherry wood bookcase filled with books on two levels and the top level held a few pieces of clay pottery. Through the window, he could see the purple hue of the sun on the horizon.

Apparently, it was almost dusk. The thin white curtains covering the window let in just enough light to accent the color of finish on the round table.

Marco sniffed the air, and sneezed. That damned floral scent was heavy. His head throbbed from the intensity.

"
Bless you," a feminine voice rang out from behind him.

Marco stared at the redhead standing before him.
Dressed in a dark blue velvet long sleeved shirt and skintight blue jeans, she walked closer swaying her hips.  He lay splayed out on the plush white couch. She stood over him her fiery red hair was pulled back in a ponytail that swished around her hips. His body reacted by tingling; the beast inside him would have howled if it were out.

"
How did I get here?"

"
You kissed me, and I had my knockout lipstick on. You fainted. You do look yummy for a young pup," she purred.

Marco licked his lips.

"So, what'd you do to get this punishment from the elders?"

Marco sat up. 
"What's it to you?"

"
Easy there, big boy.  I'm here to help."

She took a seat beside him, crossing those luscious thighs.
He couldn't stay defensive when confronted with her body. Smiling at her bare feet, Marco licked his lips.

"
Cute," he pointed at her glittery green toenail polish.

"
Thanks.  I try."

"
So, what am I doing here?"

"
I'm helping your pack watch over you for the first month of your banishment."

"
How'd I get that lucky?"

"
Let's just say they owe me."

Leaning back against the soft cushion, Marco sighed.
Running a hand through his hair, he realized it was still dirty.  "Could I get—"

"
Shower's down the hall and to your left."

"
Thanks." Marco didn't acknowledge the feeling of a little probe inside his head, saying instead. "How'd you know?"

"
I have my ways. Besides, as cute as you are for a young pup, you smell of trash. Why the hell they had to throw you in that alleyway for me to find is beyond me. What'd you do?"

"
Tell me your name first."

"
Selene."

Marco sniffed the air, the scent of daisies stood out, among other things.
"You want me, don't you?" he asked, easily recognizing the scent of her arousal.

"
Get in the shower, boy."  Selene licked her lips.

Turning around, Marco felt a hand shove him down the hallway.
"Hey," he protested but was shoved past off-white walls with a few pictures he didn't stop to look at.

Her slender arm pushed beneath his, opening the wooden door in front of him.  Light spilled onto a lavish purple rug that sat on gray tile.

"You're very well to do," he muttered before his vest was yanked off his shoulders and tossed aside.

"
Look, lady I can undress myself."  Marco spun around to face her.  Who did she think she was, undressing him as though he were still a pup?

Her mouth plundered his.
Her soft lips melted his rough edges and he let it happen.  Suddenly he didn't care that he was being ordered around. In fact, he rather liked it because it was her, Selene. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he easily hoisted her onto the black countertop. Marco felt her thighs circling around his waist, pulling him into her.  "I'm not gonna pass out again, am I?"

"
That depends, if I'm too hot for you or not."

Feeling her breath against his skin when she gig
gled, he arched his hips toward hers. "Oh, we'll see," he promised.

Grinding his hips harder, he felt her lips vibrate against his ear. She purred, making the hair on the back of his neck stand on edge. Her fingers gripped a patch of hair and forced his head to hers, their lips pressing against each other so hard, she forced a breath from Marco.
Her strength surprised him.

"
Wolf, take these off." It was a command she growled against his neck as he felt her tug his jeans. His heart began racing when he felt her hand snaking down his stomach.

"
You're hard."

"
You're quick."

Throwing her head back, she pressed her breasts against his chest.
Marco cupped them through the thick material of her top, squeezing. She moaned, when his thumbs circled her nipples into tiny peaks.

A hand ripped open the snap of
his jeans, yanking down his zipper. "No boxers?  Nice," she purred and licked his lower lip.

He bit at her tongue catching it between his lips
– a little game. He made quick work of her shirt then unhooked her bra and helped slide it down her arms while below his cock sprang free. The bulbous head bobbed proudly against her jean-clad thigh.

"
Shower, now." Two hands forced him away.

With his pants falling around his ankles, Marco spun around and stumbled over his pants before kicking them free. Nearly falling in the shower, he grabbed the curtain rod, shoving the large purple shower curtain aside to reveal black tile.

He felt the sharp crack of her hand across his backside. The slap echoed off the tiled walls. Stinging pain raced through his body from his ass.

"
Ouch!" He looked back to see Selene grinning.

"
Shower," she repeated.

Marco climbed in the black tub and switched on the faucet.
The stinging cold blast of water hit him in the face. Yet through it he watched Selene undo the snap on her blue jeans. His jaw dropped.

She shoved the jeans and white panties down to reveal a smooth, hairless beauty with plump lips.
How he wanted to sink his tongue between them!  His cock ached to be inside her.

Reaching out, he
gently touched her round stomach. Even with his bumbling strength, he managed to caress her.

She
moved his hand from her stomach and took a step toward him. She looked radiant, standing before him with her hair pulled back, lustfully bright flames dancing in her eyes. Tugging the hair tie free, she whipped her ponytail around, freeing the mass of hair so it flowed around her shoulders. Long, thick locks blanketed her pale skin, except for her pert nipples.

His mouth watered.
Those glazed over sea-green eyes staring into his, said plenty. She was a female in heat. Selene's buxom breasts bobbed with each inhaled breath and she went willingly when he pulled her into the bathtub and crushed their bodies together. Their lips locked and water sluiced over them. He felt her heat instantly. Flames danced over his skin, eager for her to engulf him.

"
I'm dying to be inside of you." His voice was a low growl.

"
Not yet, lover," she whispered, puckering her lips for a kiss.

Her moist red lips burned his flesh, trailing kisses of hot fire down his torso while sharp teeth nibbled his skin.
Marco, arching against her mouth, felt his cock throb against her breasts. Hot kisses ignited his body, made him harder.  Sweat formed on his brow and he gasped with each touch.

Her breasts crushing against him, her mouth assaulting his body sent his senses spinning out of control.
Her lips touched, she bit and sucked his most delicate flesh, making Marco groan in pleasure. His hands caressed her smooth shoulders, gripping handfuls of her soaking wet mane. Tugging her lips from his chest, he plundered her mouth with his, taking control of the kiss, taking control of her, driving his tongue between her lips.

The temperature of the water had changed, heating things up more.

"You're trying to dominate me?" Selene threw her head back in laughter but Marco's lips sank into her neck, sucking her skin. Her fingernails raced along his spine to send shivers even as hot water splashed against his back.

"
Yes," he muttered.

"
Fat chance," Selene pushed him away.

Her slender fingers clutched
his cock and Marco growled, the pleasure driving him wild.

"
Do you feel powerful holding such a large cock in your tiny hands?"

Selene nodd
ed, quivering as his fingers slid inside her, his hand pressed against her sex. Her heat scorched him, searing his fingers.  Her molten core was ready and waiting for him.

"
Give yourself to me," he growled.

"
Not yet." Selene nibbled his ear, her tongue trailing down over his neck in circles.

"
Why?"

"
Anticipation, wolf."

"
I don't like waiting."

"
I know," she grinned.  "You'll wait.  And you'll like it."

Shuddering at his touch, she gripped his body tighter, her fingernails digging into his skin. 
"Oh, tease … me."

Her fingers massaged his hair which sent shivers racing through him.

His fingers swirled around her pussy and he savored her moans and shudders. She was wound tight, her pussy a burning entrance for his cold steel cock.

He stopped and stepped away from her.  He could tease too.

"What about protection?"

"
We don't need it.  I'm too old to conceive.  Now," she stepped forward.

Their eyes met.

"What?" He backed away from her with a sheepish grin on his face.

"
Fuck me, wolf!"

Taking his cock in hand, Marco plunged inside her sheath. Electricity shot through his entire body when his hips connected with hers.  His sense of self blurred amidst thrusts, her body and his moving as one.
Her groan overshadowed all sensation but that of him inside her. He was one giant nerve, arcing against her while her hands trickled against his skin, her nails pressing harder into him as he slammed into her.

Her b
ody shook violently in his arms. Selene threw her head back in joyous laughter as she came.

She paused.

Marco grinned and cocked his head to the side. His balls were tight, her fingers scratching the delicate skin of his scrotum. "That's not it, is it?" he asked knowingly.

"
Of course not.  I'm ready for a two-fer, or more-fer."

Her impish smile said plenty.
Still riding the edge, Marco started thrusting inside her again, but she gripped his hips, forcing him to stop.

"
Sit," she commanded, guiding him to the seated area behind him.

Funny how he hadn
't noticed earlier that she had a seat in her bathtub. Gripping her shapely ass, he lifted her off him, moving as she had directed.

"
Now, let me," she slid down his cock.

Again his cock was surrounded by her tight warmth.
She felt familiar, like home. Odd, she smelled of the pack too, only aroused.

Fingers pressed into her ass, he felt the water splashing his face, his neck and shoulders.
Her hair surrounded them both, closing his view of the world to only her beautiful breasts, her face, lips, eyes.  All ready for him.

"
Fuck me," he grunted.

Bouncing on his thighs, she rose and sank him deeper. Possessed by the feeling of her silky lips gripping him, his cries grew strained with each stroke until
she forced him to come. A groan tore from his mouth, his come shot deep inside her.

Half an hour later, they
'd wound up in bed. Marco slept on one side near the edge, dressed in nothing. He loved the feel of his cock brushing against Selene's ass even though she wore satin panties and a camisole.

"
I could go again," he whispered in her ear.

Rolling over, Selene faced him.
Her eyes held a hint of mischief. "Oh honey I'm sure you could."

"
You're tired?"

"
I've had a long day."

"
Tell me about it." Marco rolled onto his back.

She patted his cock with her hand.
"Tomorrow, okay?"

"
Okay."

Selene rolled onto her side and snuggled closely against Marco. He draped an arm around her and pulled her possessively close to him.
The way she made him feel in a matter of hours was so radical, so different. She didn't seem to begrudge him his youth or the fact he was indeed a wolf.