Her Viking Wolves(85)

Wrong answer. I’m suddenly spun around, my whole body pushed into the nearest tree. Hands yank down my leggings and the next thing I know is the head of Olafr’s cock at the back of my pussy.

“Understand this, Female. You are ours. Ours to protect. Never will it be any other way.”

I gasp when he shoves into me, jerking my whole body upwards as he impales my core. He grabs my hair, pulling my head back hard.

“Do you see what you have wrought with your actions, Female? How I now must give you claim like an animal? Make you take my seed once again, so my mind may know some peace? Ours always. That is what you did say. And yet have you betrayed us!”

His voice seethes with rage inside my head, each word punctuated by the hard thrusting of his dick. And I…

Well, my human understands on some level that this is not what we should be doing right now. Like at all. But my wolf goes wild inside me, flooding my pussy with desire. It’s only been a couple of days, but it feels like we’ve been apart for centuries. And I whimper with greedy need as I urgently receive Olafr’s wolf.

“Ours always. Repeat your vow, Female.”

I shake my head, trying to come up with an argument, even as the fire inside me rages uncontrollably, my womb clenching with the need to be sated.

“Repeat your vow, Female!” Olafr growls, grabbing my hair even harder.

“Yours always!” I scream, unable to think straight. Unable to think of anything but being claimed by him once again. I want this, I realize. I’d been willing to give them up to keep them alive. But in that moment, at that tree, the only thing I know is the wanting. The need to have him claim me as his once more.

“Yours always!” I cry out loud once again, this time without having to be prompted.

All conversation ceases then, replaced by the sound of Olafr’s body slapping wildly into mine. And soon he releases a loud animal yell as his cum floods my pussy. It’s his release, but I’m the one who gets pushed completely over the edge.

The orgasm hits me hard. So hard. I can hear myself in the distance, crying and apologizing. Apologizing and crying. Forgetting every single reason I had for what I did.

For minutes on end, that’s all I know. Pleasure and tears. And jets of Olafr’s hot semen shooting inside me.

But then I slowly come back to myself. And eventually I hear Olafr behind me, his breathing harsh even as he gently pulls out. I don’t realize he’s lifted me off my feet while fucking me from behind until my body slides down his, the backs of my shoes once again hitting the ground.

He turns me around. “Did I hurt you?” he asks quietly. “Hurting you was not my intent.”

I shake my head. “No, you didn’t hurt me.”

“Thank the gods.” Olafr’s thick arms come around me and he pulls me to his massive chest. I let him, needing the comfort of his embrace.

“Those weapons your grandfather did take away. They are something more deadly than what the Alaska beta used to force my sleep, yes?”

My eyes completely bug out. “Wait, you thought those Mossbergs were just big tranq guns? Is that why you rushed Yancey? Because you thought his gun would only put you to sleep?” I ask.

Before he can answer, I let him know, “Olafr, those are twelve-gauge shotguns, not tranq guns. Tranq guns are light and shoot darts that put you to sleep. Twelve-gauges are heavy and the ones my pack uses shoot silver bullets.”

At his confused look, I explain, “Bullets are like arrows, but way more deadly. Real guns don’t put you to sleep. They make you dead. Do you understand? Please tell me you understand and you’ll never do anything as stupid as rushing a wolf with a gun again.”#p#分页标题#e#

Olafr’s brow knits. “I understand.”

And I let out a small sigh of relief. “Good.”

But then he takes my head in his hands, pressing his forehead into mine, as he whispers inside my mind, “Would you make me dead with your pack’s kind of gun, Varra?”

“What? No, Olafr! I would never do that! I wouldn’t ever hurt you.” I try to pull away so I can see his face and figure out why he would even think something like that.

But his fingers tighten around the back of my head, keeping me in place. “So you say. But did you leave, and did you promise your troth to another.”

“I left to keep you safe!” I cry inside his head, desperate to make him understand. “I left because I care about you and FJ. Because I didn’t want you hurt, and because I knew my father’s people would come to Alaska and kill you if I didn’t. Which is why you guys coming here was an unbelievable risk on your part.”