Bride of the Alpha(13)

I gloried in the run. A stiff breeze rustled my fur. The air was full of a million delicious smells. Raccoons, birds, rabbits, squirrels, berries, fungus, sun-warmed leaves, pine sap, the loamy earth kicked up by my paws, the many different kinds of moss…

However, Maxwell was a better runner than I gave him credit for; soon he would be hot on my haunches.

I was determined to win this. It was my “get out of fake marriage free” ticket. It was the graceful excuse.

I felt a little guilty as I ran at top speed. Was I making an Alpha look weak in front of his pack? Maybe, but wasn’t that better than carrying on this charade? I couldn’t believe Max had even let it get this far.

The scent of the cloth was ahead of me. I was getting closer to it. I concentrated on running faster, all four legs churning, my ears flat against my head. He was still behind me, at least. That was good.

Up ahead, I heard a noise. It sounded like a cub in distress.

Not now, damn it! I thought, but I headed towards the sound, down a small hill, where I found a small cub. His paw was wedged under a fallen log.

I ran down the hill, shifted to human form, and knelt down next to him. “You’re fine,” I told him, and bracing myself, I summoned all my strength and shoved the log off him.

He shifted back to human form. He was a boy who looked to be about six, with a dirty face and leaves and twigs tangled in his hair. I knelt down and looked at the leg that had been trapped; there was a bruise and a cut, but that was it.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him. “Shouldn’t you be with rest of the kids?”

“My brother dared me to,” he sniffled. “He called me a fraidy-cub. I’m not a fraidy-cub.”

He wiggled his ankle and looked down at it. He took a few steps.

“I know you’re not,” I said. “Can you find your way back?”

He looked indignant.

“Of course I can! I’m not a baby.”

“Go on then. And don’t do this again,” I said, and he shifted to cub form and ran off.

I looked up and saw Maxwell standing off in the distance, still in wolf form, watching me. Wow, he was actually playing fair.

Good for him. I was still going to run my ass off. I shifted back to wolf form and ran like I’d never run before. I could not get trapped in a fake marriage.

For one thing, I was really starting to like Maxwell and his family. I didn’t want to start getting used to being here.

Even scarier, I could see myself really falling for Maxwell. It wasn’t just the fact that he was incredibly sexy. It was the way he looked at me, as if I were the sexiest woman in the world. It was the air of possessiveness that clung to him, as if he didn’t want any other wolf looking at me. It was the way he’d kissed me, the way he touched me.

I was distracted, and I stumbled and rolled over, but quickly regained my footing. Where was he now? The wind was really picking up, whipping through the air and playing havoc with my senses.

I kept running, and I knew the finish line was up ahead. About a thousand feet away – I could see it…

Something big, gray, and furry, launched itself at me through the woods, and knocked me off my feet. I landed in the dirt with a thud.

It was Maxwell, crouched above me. He’d been so fast that he’d managed to get ahead of me, and then had come back to block me before I got to the finish line. He’d totally kicked my ass.

Cursing to myself, I turned human, and so did he.

He was big, and he was stark naked, and he was pressing me down into the soft forest floor with his massive, muscular weight. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing against my thigh, his pubic hair tickling my skin.

“Was it good for you too, princess?” he breathed into my ear.

“You son of a bitch.”

“Hey. I played fair. I played more than fair.”

His cock pressing into my flesh… the warm breezes caressing us…his hot breath in my ear…I stifled a moan.

“Are you thinking about what it’s going to feel like?” his lips tickled my ear and I squirmed, trying to push him off of me, but it was hopeless.

“About what?”

“My cock inside you. Me, fucking you. Forcing you to come, again and again. Claiming you like an Alpha claims his mate.” He ran his tongue along the curve inside my neck, and at the same time, shifted a little bit, his cock sliding along my stomach. I let out a gasp. The juices of my arousal were seeping out, and I was afraid I was going to have an orgasm, right there.

“St-stop that,” I whimpered.

“Stop what?” he demanded.

“Stop…you know…”

“No, I don’t know. Do you want me to stop this…” He ran his tongue along my neck again, and I thought I would pass out from pure frustration. I wanted him inside me so badly that it made me want to cry.