Bound to Be Mated(24)

“You’re so much fun,” Charlotte said when they began washing the pots. She heard the men growling from the other side of the door. One of the pack came in and offered thanks, bringing in an empty tray. “I think we’re going to need to shop. If breakfast is anything to go by, they’ll have an appetite come dinner.”

“I believe alpha orders in a lot of the food, but you’ll have to talk to him about bulk buying,” Titania replied. “When this house was first purchased, there were only a few pack members who stayed. As the years went on, our pack grew. Micah is a good alpha.”#p#分页标题#e#

She loved hearing about Micah. The entire pack respected him.

“So, this is what happens to the weakest ones.” Both of the women turned toward the door. A magnificent beauty with fiery red hair and glowing eyes stared back.

“This is our queen, Misty.” Titania spoke with her head bowed.

“Don’t talk to me, weakling. So you’re the one who’ll be gracing the alpha’s bed?” Charlotte knew she was being assessed. The sneering and the disgusted look told her she failed in all departments with this woman.

“I guess. Micah picked me,” Charlotte told the other woman.

“He didn’t pick you. You were a hindrance, and he’d promised to protect the town. You’re nothing, and come the full moon, you’ll be lucky if you survive.”

Misty left with a snarl. Titania looked panicked, and Charlotte hugged her.

“What was all that weakling talk about?”

“There is a ranking order. Those of us who are weak and refuse to fight for dominance are considered weaker and so are left at the bottom rung of the ladder. I can’t fight. I find it too violent and nasty. It’s bad enough being a monster, let alone doing damage in my human form.”

“She seemed awfully possessive of Micah.” Charlotte glanced back and wondered what she was missing.

“Misty is just Misty. Stay out of her way and you’ll be fine.”

Together they finished cleaning the kitchen, and Charlotte went looking for ingredients to start dinner. She liked being in the kitchen, and at least here she wouldn’t have to face the room of scary wolves.

Beef, tomatoes, chillies, and peppers. A few spices from the store cupboard, and she began to make a chili con carne.

She chopped onions and garlic and threw them into two large pots, followed by the cubed meat. Hands banded round her waist, and she knew Micah was kissing her neck. The thrill from his touch sent a lightning path of sensation to her pussy.

“I can smell your creamy cunt. You want me,” he whispered next to her ear.

“You’re so vulgar,” she complained, even as her cunt convulsed and she wanted him desperately.

Was this natural? To be so turned on by a man she barely knew? But in a way, she did know him. She’d lived with his presence throughout the last four years. She had spent the years dreaming about him. Charlotte had thought he was some stranger in her dream. Now she knew the connection they shared together.

“You love hearing me talk dirty. Besides I can scent every change within you. You want me.”

She sliced through the peppers as Micah moved her hair out of the way and kissed her neck. He bit down and then soothed the spot with love bites.

“The men love you. You wowed them with your cooking,” he complimented.

“Let’s hope they’ll love my chili just as much.”

Micah stayed by her side with his hands wrapped around her. She loved having him close by, and he refused to move.

“You’re never letting me go, are you?”

“You’re mine, Charlotte. I intend to keep what’s mine. Are you done?”

“Why?”

“I want to take you upstairs and have my wicked way with you.” He nudged her with his cock. He was thick, long, and hard, pressing into the curve of her ass.

“You’re insatiable.”

Charlotte put some water, tomatoes, and a few spices in the chili, turned the heat down to low, and placed the lids on the pans.

Micah escorted her upstairs to his room.

They stared at each other with the curtain wide open and sunlight filling the room. Charlotte removed her dress before he got a chance to ruin it. She stood before him with her full figure, some might say an overweight figure, but with Micah, she felt beautiful.#p#分页标题#e#

“I’m not going to last,” he warned once he ripped his clothes, shredding the fabric. She thought if he kept destroying their clothes, she’d have no choice but to take up sewing.

They were on each other, kissing and loving one another as if they couldn’t breathe without being inside each other. Micah threw her to the bed, and she opened her legs wide for him.