21 comments/ 98938 views/ 125 favorites Wolf Man By: DirtyAliceBlack (I'd like to apologise for any geographical or medical inaccuracies but I wrote this off the top of my head. Hope you enjoy and as always feedback is appreciated xxx) * Alaska was a bitch in the winter. A person could freeze to death if they weren't careful and didn't cover up enough. As it was, Hannah Ossian wore more than enough, but the heater in the car still had to be turned on full blast. It was annoying. God, but how she missed London. Hannah sighed and focused on the road, the roads here were slicked with ice and flanked by ten to fifteen inches of snow, she was lucky they'd managed to clear this much. Glancing up at the sky she winced at the heavy cotton like grey clouds, they looked so threatening that Hannah fully expected a storm to attack the land at any second. It's the snow storm they've been going on about, she thought grimly. She just hoped that she made it to her cabin before it all came down on her and stranded her out here. Just the thought had her shifting in her seat in fear. Hannah had issues with storms. As she started on the uphill battle to her cabin, she frowned when she glimpsed something big, dark and shapeless lying on the side of the road. It was such a sharp contrast to the unblemished whiteness of the snow that it was impossible to miss. Hannah squinted. Was it an animal? Slowing the car down impatiently, Hannah left the engine running as she opened the door, gritting her teeth against the freezing temperature. Quickly she rounded the hood at a slight jog as she peered at the thing warily. And it got a lot bigger as she got closer to it. Her dark hazel eyes widened in astonishment as she saw that 'it' was actually a man lying face down on the snow...and he was surrounded by smears of crimson which stood out amidst the stark whiteness of the snow. Gasping in alarm, Hannah ran to the unconscious man and regardless that only denim covered her legs, she knelt down beside him and caught at the man's extremely broad shoulders then grunted at the effort it took to turn him on his back. As she finally managed to turn him, the hood which had been pulled over his head fell back. Hannah sucked in a sharp breath as she caught sight of the unconscious man's face. He was absolutely stunning! His skin was a perfect shade of mocha with an amazing, regal bone structure, his mouth was a touch wide but with deliciously full lips, his eyelashes were black and impossibly long and curling. A wealth of shiny jet black hair framed his face and spilled onto the snow. Fascinated she reached out without thinking and rubbed a strand of silky hair, it was beautiful hair and impossibly long – it would probably reach to mid back. He was completely devastating...and bleeding. On his dark blue parka over his chest were two bullet holes which were framed in almost black crimson rims. God, he's been shot! She thought in horror. But somehow that propelled her into action. Glancing at her car she let out a groan at the thought of dragging him across the distance to the car, he would probably just end up with more bruises. Hannah pulled her gloves off and tossed the two pieces of leather on the snow before reaching for his shoulders and attempting to drag him up. The man weighed a ton! But then again she has never tried to lift an unconscious man before. Then suddenly she felt the intense feeling that you get when you're being watched...it was a really eerie feeling. Her eyes flicked up and collided with electric aquamarine eyes. Startled, Hannah gasped and jerked back, letting go of his shoulders abruptly as she moved instinctively away. The guy fell back with a small crunch of the snow and cursed in a low groan of pain. He closed his eyes briefly before opening them into slits and glaring at her with undisguised displeasure. Hannah snapped herself back into attention and once again knelt over him. "I-I'm sorry, you startled me." She said earnestly and leaned over him to look into his face. "How do you feel?" "Like I've been shot." He snarled irritably. Hannah raised a sarcastic eyebrow. "Really? I wouldn't have guessed that." She said dryly. Men. They really knew how to be first class pricks...even when injured. "Come on, can you sit up?" She asked as she bent closer to him to slip a supporting arm under his shoulders. Those incredible eyes narrowed in what seemed like suspicion. "Why?" "So I can help you up." The look on her face only seemed to irritate him even more. But then what kind of question was that? Wasn't it obvious under the circumstances that she wanted to help him? That incredible mouth perfected a truly sinister sneer. "Believe me lady, you don't want to help me." "Well then why would I suggest it?" She was beginning to feel like just leaving the ungrateful idiot to it. Here she was trying to be a good Samaritan and the guy was being an ass. "Look," she began matter-of-factly, "I'm really sorry you've been shot and naturally you're not in a pleasant mood. I can sympathize. However, having said that, there's a snow storm on the way and I want to be home when it hits. Now to be truthful I'd feel a lot better about myself if I didn't leave you here to die of frostbite and blood loss." She arched her eyebrows in question. "So... if you could just cooperate here with me, I'd be very grateful." She finished and watched him to see his reaction. After what seemed like ages, his eyes not changing in expression and staring at her disconcertingly, his head moved in a slight nod of acquiescence. He braced his arm on the snow and pushed up with the help of her supportive arm into a sitting position. "Okay now, let's try and get you up." She murmured and they both groaned with the effort it took to get him on his feet. "Let's go," she urged, "before you collapse." That comment earned her another glare although she didn't know why, he was obviously in very bad shaped...and that really worried her. There weren't any medical facilities anywhere near by and even if there were, turning around would just ensure that they got trapped in the snow storm. The smartest thing would be to take him to her cabin and try to do something about his wounds with her poor excuse for a first aid. Not that she knew first aid anyway. They somehow made it to the passenger side and after settling him in the seat she rushed to her trunk and popped it open to extract a thick black blanket. Moving quickly she arranged it over him to ensure he wouldn't develop a worse condition. Then, without so much as a word she slammed the door on his side shut and ran, slipping slightly on the ice, to the driver's side and got in. Pulling her seat belt across her body and slotting it in, she reached for the gears at the same time she glanced at him. "Are you comfortable...." Her words faded away as her eyes fixed on the sight that occupied her passenger seat. Panic slammed into her and cut off her wind pipe as she stared in fascinated horror. An enormous white timber wolf lay immersed in the black blanket and turned pain filled eyes in her direction when she continued to stare in shock. Hannah did what any normal person would do. She screamed. In the midst of her screaming she began scrabbling for the door handle behind her, unable to take her eyes from the wolf. "Oh God," she gasped as she felt the door handle give and she turned with the speed of light to jump out and run for her life. She even had one leg out the door when a hand – not a paw – wrapped itself around her arm in a death grip. She turned her head sharply and looked down at the mocha hand on her arm, then eyes wide she glanced back up. Her eyes encountered aquamarine ones yet again, which were once again narrowed in irritation. "What the hell are you doing?" He hissed through clenched teeth, and his hand flexed on her arm, sending an arrow of pain through her. She winced and tried to jerk her arm away from him. "Let go!" She whispered in a daze as what she had seen went round and around in her head. It wasn't possible, it couldn't be possible! It was him, it was the guy that sat beside her, and there was no wolf in her car. It was the cold; the cold was doing things to her brain. Could the cold cause brain damage? She'd never heard of such as thing. "Look at me!" At the harsh command, she found her eyes flashing back up to his. Her eyes were caught and held. "You agreed to help me didn't you?" Helplessly she nodded. "Well now you don't have a choice. Even if you don't like what you happen to be helping, you offered and now you'll follow through, do you understand?" He was snarling again, his gorgeous features a little bit more pale then they had been when she had found him. "But I saw a – a w-wolf in y-y-your seat! I swear just a second ago, a-and y-you were g-gone!" She stammered in a low tone, it was as if she were speaking to herself, trying to convince herself that she wasn't crazy. She stared back at him, her eyes had a far away look to them. He just stared back, he didn't move one facial muscle but instead...he... just stared...and the way he did it... it was like she was being stared at by a predator...a thing that knew how to scare without the slightest effort...a thing that could kill without the slightest effort... Hannah's mouth fell open and she jerked back from him, only she couldn't because his hold on her arm was like a steel clamp. Her mouth formed a soundless 'O' as it dawned on her. Slowly, she allowed it to close and folded her lips as she registered the new information... "You mean...you're the uh..." she closed her mouth again and nodded in an odd jerking movement. "Are you...going to... harm me?" She asked quietly. Another hiss of impatience left his lips and he released her arm. "Lady, does it look like I'm up to attempting to kill someone for no reason right now?" She cocked her head as she looked at him. "Well gee, since I've never met a wolf man before I wouldn't know when he feels the urge to kill a young female travelling alone in the middle of no where." Her eyes widened mockingly. "Oh my goodness! Do you think I'm overreacting?" He sneered at her then leaned back in his seat. "Are we going or not? Because I'm getting tired of holding human form." "Do you mean you have to turn back into a – um..." "Yes. Are we going or not?" The door slammed shut in response. "Why the hell not?" * * * It was instantaneous, the minute they got out of her car in front of her cabin, the snow began to fall... not in little flakes, but large thick ones that didn't melt as soon as they touched skin or fabric. It was a short walk to the front door but by the time they got inside it their clothes were completely covered. As she closed the door, Hannah allowed herself to sink down on the floor and forgetting she was supporting half his weight, he went down with her and... they ended up sitting side by side staring at her fire place. Rolling her aching shoulders, she turned her head to look at him. He was truly spectacular...and to be truthful she'd never seen a guy look that good in her life. Not even with two bullets in him. Bullets. Hannah sprang to her feet so fast she almost fell back down again, then quickly she ran over to the phone on her nightstand and dialled for the hospital... and received a dead tone in response to her frantic punching in of the numbers. Gritting her teeth she set the phone back down – then she let out a mind blowing scream when she felt something nuzzling her ankle. She flung herself onto the bed and jerked her legs up. The classic reaction of someone trying to avoid spiders. Carefully she looked over the edge of the bed and watched in frozen fascination as the white timber wolf looking up at her with gleaming aquamarine eyes morphed into the stunning guy she'd brought home with her... and the guy now had a smirk on his face. Hannah glared and it was her turn to snarl. "That is not funny." Those lips just curved into a half smile which made him even more gorgeous. "From your point of view," was the retort she received. "You'll regret that when you realise that all the lines are down and that I can't get you a doctor or even," she smiled evilly, "a vet, and you'll have to contend with me and my first aid box." That wiped the self satisfied smirk right off his face. Saying nothing he leaned back down on the floor and closed his eyes. And what a view he made lying back on her floor looking all fiercely male. Oh great, this is all I need, stupid overly female thoughts about some creature that was shot and can't seem to do much but sneer and snarl, she thought. Hannah sighed and looked around her small cabin. What in the hell was she going to do? Yeah, so she had a first aid box like everyone else but that didn't mean that she had any idea on how to use it. She glanced at him again and then with another sigh she got up and stepped around him and went into the small bathroom there. Muttering about the unfairness that this had to happen to her she got onto her knees and pulled the wooden box from under the sink. As she righted herself she turned and found herself staring once again into the eyes of a wolf. Her hands tightened on the box but she didn't say anything, instead her eyes remained locked with the wolf's mesmerizing blue ones. Even that was off, wolves were only supposed to have blue eyes when they were cubs, they were never blue in adulthood. She had to admit that she was pretty fascinated however and it was that fascination that prompted her to take one hand from her box and then reach to the head of the animal beside her. Slowly and somehow afraid that the wolf would turn on her she allowed her hand to touch his head. When the wolf didn't show any sign of attacking her or displeasure she began to pet him with a firmer hand. And he coaxed a smile out of her when he began to turn his muzzle into her caresses. He truly was a beautiful animal...except he wasn't just an animal was he? No. He was the man that she had found lying bleeding in the snow. With a grimace at that reminder she dropped her hand and was stunned when the wolf came forward and nuzzled her neck with his muzzle. The feel of it, cool and wet on her shoulder tickled and a giggle escaped her lips before she drew back. She dropped both hands onto her lap and sat back on her heels. "I guess you should turn back now. Or I won't be able to fix up your wounds this way." The wolf cocked his head at her for a second, eyeing her curiously before stepping back and then in the blink of an eye he became the man version yet again. Just like his wolf self had done he remained sitting, his head cocked slightly to the side, eyes narrowed in concentration as he assessed her. Feeling a bit nervous being watched like she was a tasty prey, she broke from his gaze and turned back to the first aid box, opening it and looking at it's contents. It really didn't look like this was going to be fun. "Uh...I hate to tell you this," she mumbled as she scoured the box, "but I have no idea how to get bullets out of people. I missed the lesson on how to treat a werewolf." "I'm not a werewolf." She shrugged as she continued to look for something that looked as if it could help take things out of someone. "Yeah, you'd be a lot hairier I guess." A lot hairier because she had a feeling he was all smooth and inviting – quickly she snapped out of it before her train of thought could be finished. More then a little bothered by the continuous wayward thoughts on this supernatural being which had just arrived suddenly on the scene, she threw him an uneasy look and felt herself heat up in embarrassment when she saw that he was still staring at her. Looking back into the box she saw a pair of tweezers and fell on them with relief, holding them up for him to see. "What about these?" She asked, looking at the metallic implement. That would surely hurt. When she looked at him she saw him eye the tweezers with an indifferent shrug. "You probably won't find anything else, unless you want to go at it with a knife?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, and then laughed bitterly when she met his query with a horrified expression. "Fine then. Tweezers it is." She muttered to herself. But as soon as she said it she let out a loud yelp when his parka and then the t-shirt underneath it faded away to leave only bare skin on view. And the first thing she noted was that she had been right, all smooth skin. Suddenly she became aware that she was gaping and clutching the tweezers to her like they would somehow protect her from the raw sexuality oozing from the guy in front of her. He arched a mocking brow at her. "Are you going to put those to use or just clutch them to you in protection of your virginity?" This time her mouth fell open completely and her cheeks blazed into an embarrassing red. Arrogant prick. She thought in anger. Then with a sweep of her eyelashes she got herself back under control and dismissed him with an ease that would have made her Cousin Bridget the Rude Midget proud. Not even bothering with the thought of how painful it would be for him she simply slid closer and ignoring the heat that seared her palm when it touched his skin, she shifted the tweezers in her hand and went to work. Feeling quite sadistic she resisted the urge to smirk when he flinched the first time. But to his credit he only flinched twice and did not utter one sound during either of those times. Although the tell-tale drops of perspiration that littered his chest all over by the time she pulled out the second bullet proved that it had indeed been very painful. Still not feeling charitable towards him after his rude, unnecessary comment and jibe she picked out the packet of adhesives and tossed them his way along with a bottle of pure alcohol. "I'm sure you can manage the rest." She said sweetly, not even looking his way before she turned and walked put of the bathroom. The problem was that it was a very small cabin. There was a blizzard outside so she was absolutely stuck with a rude and annoying werewolf who probably had gotten the notion that he was God's greatest gift to the world in his head. "Cause that's all that was missing in my life." She mumbled as she fell onto her bed, not even bothered with taking off her boots or jacket. With a sigh she hugged a pillow and looked at the clock at her bedside table. They were going into evening now, and it was going to be dark very soon. "Story of my bloody life." She mumbled into the pillow. She glanced at the bathroom and saw a shadow move. He'll still be there awhile, she thought and lay her head down on the bed. But as she allowed sleep to sweep her away, she had the impression of a dark shadow falling over her... Wolf-Man Ch. 01b (I really started this story before introducing my characters but it was rampant in my mind and so I typed this first, hence the "B" of Chapter 1. Perhaps later, I will finish Chapter 1-A but for now, I think it is a delightful mystery for you readers to just enjoy... which I hope you do.) * Her steps were shuffled, as if she purposely kept them quieted. There was a pause every few seconds, in which you could just imagine her head tilted, ears straining to hear any sound. Her outline was barely visible, night's thick dark cloak wrapped securely around her. There was a louder noise then, her muffled yip letting known her unintended collide into one of the smooth marbled pillars, its cool surface unforgiving. A grin spread across his deformed face, the sinister expression exaggerating the curled lip. He squatted near enough to her, her scent almost overpowering his other senses. She was afraid, glancing about rapidly while trying desperately to find whatever horror lay beyond the dark's shielding rays. She knew he had followed her, knew he may be lurking just beyond her next step, but she also knew she had no choice, no where else to go. He shifted his weight, the floor creaking faintly but enough so that she spun, tripping over her own dress and falling painfully to the ground. He remained still as she stifled her cries, cradling her injured arm and peering around with glistened eyes. Her resolve was beginning to crumble, her bravado thinned. He moved closer then, slowly, steadily, his over-sized paws as stealthy as they were soundless. She startled, somehow knowing to turn around and there she stood, mouth parted as her hand flew to her mouth, a shriek upon her lips. He sprang at her before she could scream, shoving a furred hand over the bottom half of her face and pushing her backwards. She lost the little balance she had managed to maintain and toppled over, gathering her skirts around her as best she could. He snarled, the growl reverberating deep within his throat and gurgling outwards as he pinned her arms, lifting her a few inches off the floor. His lids narrowed, his manner fierce. She was terrified, her fear turning to pleads as she fought for breath, her hands now clutching at him, pulling the hair that covered his own body. He laughed, amused she would struggle so and threw her over his back, leaping madly from the room's confines. Through the night he sprinted, carrying her slender frame with ease. She eased her movements, the realization that she was no longer even in her village causing her to become stilled. They approached a crude dwelling, the stone walls etched with perfection from the overhanging bluff side itself, appearing as one enormous mountainous wall, and where the door was found, she couldn't say for her face was buried amongst the raven hued fur that grew in thick tufts along his spine. Finally, he slowed, eying his destination with an appreciative gleam. He found the door easily, thrusting her inside before he entered and then securely locking the stone entry. The girl lay in a heap, her long gown torn and smeared with grass stains and streaks of dirt. The male creature sniffed the air, his pointed snout tuning in to her unique smell. She had been his prey, and he the hunter. Long hours he had spent waiting and watching, his limbs sore and weary from the vigil. And now he moved closer, as she rocked backwards on her rear, her head shaking no wildly. She could hardly speak, her words rushing forth as mere mumbles and stutters. He chuckled, a fine line of razor sharp incisors visible. His form was that of a man crossed with a wolf, and though he was not a werewolf, he did claim the rightful title of anthro. He stood upright now, his height towering above the fallen female. With a smoothness unexpected, he glided to her, pausing near her legs. A long silence drifted on for an unknown amount of time. She shivered, staring openly at the beast before her with a mixture of dread and awe. She whimpered as he placed a roughened hand onto her skin, his mask drawing close to hers. His breath was hot, his nostrils dilating. Tears started to course down her cheeks, unable to hold them back and void of any audible sobbing. She wanted to run from here, shout for help, but she had no idea where she was nor could she even locate the door they had entered through. The cave like dwelling was bowl-shaped, its walls blending expertly with the natural rock. He brushed a tear away, his finger tracing along her cheekbone. He took her chin and forced her to look at him, his jaws slightly agape. "W-w-will you hurt me?" She whispered, unable to talk any louder. Her skin was covered in goose bumps, her garment reduced to dirtied rags. The wolf man halted a couple seconds, his eyes locking onto her own. Without answering, he guided her downwards, firmly ensuring she lay on her back, his body half covering her own. She tried to raise her arms, tried to push him off but he was massively built, much heavier than her. She whimpered again, her pleads echoing back to her own ears. He neither acknowledged them nor reprimanded such sound. He placed his left leg between hers, making her open her legs into a V shape. He had the body of a man, with the head and tail of a wolf. His maleness was hardened, his eagerness suddenly making his actions a bit harsh. His muzzle lay against her neck, the low toned growls once again heard. It was his warning, his way of telling her she was not to move and she was so frightened, she didn't. Using his teeth, he tore her dress the rest of the way, letting his tongue lap against her pale skin and surround her navel. His right hand roamed to cover her breasts, circling the areola with practiced strokes. Her body began to respond though she herself was so afraid, she was unaware of the changes this sensitive half man, half animal could detect. He knew she was ready, knew she would become impregnated as well and that knowledge caused his erection to grow even more. She gasped as she felt his penis, its throbbing head pulsating near her own womanly cavern now. With a single move that caught her unaware and vulnerable, he flipped her over and slid his sheath deep into her cunt. She tensed and he waited, not wishing to damage the vaginal walls for he expected offspring from this union. When he felt the slight relaxation, he plunged his hips forward, pushing into her body with a fervor only a beast such as he could attain. Quicker his pace became, almost frantic itself as he moaned aloud. She bit her sleeve, refusing to permit herself to gain pleasure from this. He held her breasts in her hands now, rocking her pelvis back and forth onto his dick. She was damp, her body having betrayed her, and he smiled into the back of her soft hair, strands of it becoming entangled within his teeth. Faster and faster he plummeted into her, his cock diving into the welcoming warmth of her womb. His breath became ragged, his grip on her flesh painful and she cried out, begging him to stop. He did not hear for so feverish he had become, panting and groaning. His rump bucked wildly as he made every centimeter plunge deep inside her. Just as she was ready to pass out, his cock erupted, his seed traveling well down inside her to confirm the desired offspring. His body shuddered as he came, his arms holding her tightly against his chest. She was limp in his hands, in shock and denial. He cradled her for a moment, cherishing the scent of their mating before setting her down onto the cave floor again. She shivered, pulling her scraps of dress around her in a pitiful attempt to cover herself. The wolf-man laughed, a deep sound and brushed his snout against her cheek then, his fingers twirling her hair. She sobbed quietly, and he pet her, his touch tender. "You are my mate.." he managed to say aloud. She froze, going rigid in his grasp. He watched her with narrowed gaze, ready to growl if need be but she recoiled, nodding her chin to let him know she understood. She would obey. She would be his mate.... A howl was heard that night. The howl of a lone wolf now joined with his mate. The melodious cry sailed far around them and people who were awake to hear would listen attentively, even smile from hearing the haunting song then nod off to sleep, their slumber peaceful and at ease. Wolf Man Ch. 02 (Sorry it took so long, hope it doesn't disappoint. Please keep on commenting and sending feedback, it's very appreciated. Thanx Alice xxx) * Hannah sighed as she emerged from the sleep of the dead, her head turning with her as she snuck her arms around her pillow and hugged it to her, bringing her legs up under the covers. Now that had been an interesting dream, she thought, her eyes in no hurry to glimpse the light of day. A wolf-man of all things, well, her mother had always said she had a nice imagination... Her drowsy thoughts slowed to a stop when she felt something shift in the bed beside her. Hannah went stiff with tension and held her breath, her ears straining for any other noise... and there was breathing... Taking a deep breath she allowed her eyelids to lift and when her darkened hazel eyes found themselves staring into the eyes of a wolf she did the most sensible thing she could. She screamed. Even as the scream ripped out of her lips the wolf changed into a man and she noted the wince on the guy's face seconds before she tumbled out of bed to land on her ass on the hard wooden floor. "Woman what is wrong with you!" He hissed, rolling onto his back and flinging one of those incredible arms – which she now knew were not a dream – over his eyes. As she took in the picture he made on her bed her eyes widened. The sheets were up to just below his hips, making her mouth go instantly dry and from the way the sheets moulded his strong legs, she knew that he was as bare below as he was on top... that was apart from the bandage that he had wrapped around his upper chest. His incredible hair was spilled all over her pillows, the blackness of it contrasting sharply with the whiteness of the sheets. Hannah shook her head to rid herself of the effect that he lying on her bed produced in her and stood up... brushing curls of sleep crazed chestnut hair back from her face...only to realise that she wore nothing but her underwear. But she hadn't changed...she remembered clearly flinging herself fully dressed onto her bed. She hadn't even drawn the covers up! Her mouth gaped open and she turned angry hazel slits on his reclining form. "You pervert! I can't believe you undressed me! You have absolutely no principles what so ever!" She shouted yanking the sheet away from him to wrap around her body. And wished she hadn't when she saw that she had been right...he had been wearing NOTHING underneath that sheet. "Oh god!" She choked, feeling her cheeks burn up as her gaze focused on the most amazing part of him. Lord he was big! "Now who's the pervert?" He asked in a mocking tone. Hannah jerked her eyes up to his in horror then her lips flattened themselves into an angry line. "You're despicable." She snarled then turned smartly on her heel and slammed into the bathroom. Slamming the door shut too. Pig! * * * Half an hour later she emerged from a very foggy bathroom to find her room empty. Was he gone? As she reached up to pull her hair into a pony tail she eyed the room for signs of the wolf-man and she was about to conclude that he had gone when she heard the sound of her refrigerator slam. No. He wasn't gone; he was just attempting to break her fridge. Giving an annoyed sigh she walked across the room into the other room and found him looking into her cupboard now...wearing only jeans. "I thought you'd gone." She said, forcing her eyes to stick to his face. Not that his face was any safer. He spared her a glance before going back to rummaging in her cupboard. "The snow storm is still raging woman, obviously I'm not going to go out into it." "My name is not woman." She hissed, walking over to where he stood. "And what the hell are you doing?" "You have no food, no wonder you're so bony." He murmured, eyes still searching for the food. "Bony?" She gasped. Bastard! "I am not bony!" He shrugged. "What's your name?" "Huh?!?" The man was insane...well he wasn't a man but anyway. "You told me not to call you woman, but how can I call you anything else when I don't know what your name is?" "It's Hannah." She snapped. She'd done him the courtesy of helping him and what did he do? He made smart remarks about her sexual state, undressed her, called her BONY and then complained about her kitchen stock. Asshole. He closed the cupboard and stepped towards her, those disturbing eyes focused on her irritated face. His eyes swept her body in the clean jeans and plain white t-shirt. "Well Hannah," he murmured, leaning close, "I never said I disliked 'bony'. Us wolves have a fascination with getting to the bone." Hannah stared at him, her mouth once again gaping. He seemed to be able to do that to her a lot. As she felt a blush stealing over her cheeks, she turned her face away and pretended a fascination with her kitchen counter as she stuffed her hands inside her back pockets. "Ugh... you were talking about food...well, yesterday I went into town, and I was on my way back from the supermarket when I uh...saw you. Everything's still in the car." From the corner of her eye she saw a smile curl his lips as he stepped away and she felt her heart beat a little faster. Really Hannah, the guy isn't normal, don't even think of going there, she berated herself. "Shall we go and get the food then?" He asked and with a deep breath to cool her cheeks she nodded and moved back into her room to pull on a parka and her boots. "Let's go." * * * It was a long while later that they finally settled down in front of the fire, bread set out in little plates and bowls of beef stew. For a little while they ate in silence, appreciating the warm food and the fire. "So what's your name?" She murmured into the silence, spooning another spoonful of stew into her mouth. She looked at him sitting there cross legged, his chest now covered as well, even though his t-shirt had the two holes on them from yesterday. He paused in his eating and glanced up at her from beneath dark curling lashes, his gaze more then a little wary. A few seconds passed and he didn't answer and Hannah felt her mood go down a bit. She shrugged. "Well, if you don't want to tell me that's fine too. You don't have to." She took a sip of water before resuming her meal. "Kai." Hannah arched a brow at the name that seemed to have been forced from his lips. "Well, don't choke on it. I told you you didn't have to tell me it. Besides, with the look you gave me I'd be surprised if that was even your real name." He glared at her. "If I say it's Kai then it's because it's Kai." "Fine, fine." She mumbled, reaching to the small plate where the bread rested in between them to break off a piece. "So...Kai... how'd you get shot?" She asked and this time, it was like a cold draft slammed out of him and hit her. "Why?" "Well...because I'm curious about what happened." She murmured with a shrug, dipped a bit of the bread in the stew before directing it to her mouth. "Curiosity killed the cat." Something about the tone of his voice had the hairs on her arms going up on end. Despite the softness of his words, they sounded like a threat. Hannah straightened as she lowered her bowl and looked him in the eye. "I helped you and right now you're in my house and eating my food, I don't think it's asking a lot to know what happen. You could be on the run from killers for all I know. So avoid the threats please. If you don't want to tell me, don't." She picked up her bowl and water and then headed back into the kitchen, her appetite effectively ruined. As she was dumping the rest of her stew in the bin, she tried to calm herself down. It seemed that he had a great talent for winding her up, and she didn't much care for it. She sighed as she turned the tap on and started washing the small bowl, spoon and glass. When a dark smooth arm entered her line of vision and placed a bowl in the sink she felt herself tense involuntarily because she could feel his chest pressing into her side as he stood there looking down at her. "Do you mind?" She asked. "You're invading my personal space." She muttered, not looking at him. Beside her he remained where he was and she felt as well as heard his snicker. "I slept in your bed and undressed you in case you didn't notice." His voice was teasing now, probably to soften her up. "Yeah well, it's not like I knew, is it?" She snapped, and elbowed him away, carefully aiming for his midriff. He shifted away with a slight grunt and then leaned against the counter, arms crossed over his chest as he watched her finish the washing up. It wasn't until she'd dried and put everything away that he talked again. "I'm sorry that I upset you...and I understand why you might need to know, but – if I tell you then...let's just say trouble might find you." He said quietly. Hannah looked at him, his head cast down as he studied his arms in front of him. "What kind of trouble?" She demanded, if he didn't want to tell her why he had been shot that was fine, but if trouble was going to come knocking on her door then she needed to know. "My people." Hannah's eyes widened. "There are more of you? I mean, more people like you?" Kai looked at her, his eyes watching her closely as he nodded. "Wow..." she allowed her eyes to look over him, unaware that he was watching her every movement, "are they built like you too?" She asked in awe. At that question, a smile broke out on his face, making him look even more stunning. "Some of the men yes... though not exactly like me." Hannah nodded in jerky movements. "That makes sense." She found it difficult to believe that there was another exactly like him in the world. God knew one was enough, at least for her. "And...why would they be trouble? You seem fine to me...apart from the part where you got shot that was...and sleeping in my bed, calling me bony complaining about my lack of..." she trailed off as he came closer to her, those eyes flaring like the blue of a flame, his long black hair all around him. "Believe me...I'm trouble enough for you – you just don't know it yet," he murmured, slowly resting an arm either side of her, blocking her in so smoothly she only noticed when it was already done, "and I told you. Bony is just fine with me." He leaned a little closer. Hannah's heart beat started beating a little faster. And she leaned back, away from the overwhelming heat that his amazing body radiated. "Ugh...well...okay, I believe you." She murmured. But he just continued to lean closer to her, their bodies not touching. Somehow it still felt disturbingly intimate as she became aware of their breaths mingling, of the electric heat between their bodies...a strand of his hair fell forward and brushed her sensitive skin so softly, almost like a feather and it only served to heighten her awareness of Kai and herself. "Kai..." "Hmm..." he nuzzled her cheek softly and did that 'hmm' again right beside her ear and Hannah went from uncomfortably warm to incendiary in a heart beat. "You're ugh...invading my ugh...personal space ag-again." She stuttered. "Yeah?" He placed a warm hand on the curve of her waist and brought her into full contact with his body. Hannah gasped and lifted her hands so that she could steady herself, unfortunately her hands landed on his chest and all it did was make her breathing heavier. Really, she was making a big mistake here. He had just let her know he was trouble and apparently his people were probably the ones gunning for him...besides – he wasn't even human! "You think a lot don't you?" He murmured as he reached up with his other hand to lift her chin up and make her look up at him. "I uh..." she trailed off as his lips slanted over hers and his hand slid round to her back to press her more firmly against him before he sent his hot tongue into her mouth. And that was it, that was all it took and all thoughts of him being trouble and not to mention non-human went straight out of her head. Hannah moaned as she slid a hand underneath all that brilliant hair and cupped his nape, kissing him right back as she held his mouth to hers. My god the man could kiss! No, no, no not a man Hannah, her mind reproved her – but, between her logic and his kiss... there was really no contest. He nipped her bottom lip as his kiss moved from her lips to the curve of her cheek...to the line of her throat, his hand on her back had begun to move her rhythmically against him and she began to feel heat pool steadily between her thighs. Especially when she became aware of the very hard male length that had grown very quickly from the moment he had sealed their lips together. Oh, but he was male perfection – he really was, his chest flattened her breasts as he held her to him, his thighs were hard columns against her softer ones...and when she slid her other hand round and cupped his ass through the denim she found that that part of his anatomy was just a good as everything else. Her groping served only to make him even more excited because he released her waist to pick her up and sit her on the counter, his mouth returning to hers and locking them both in another powerful kiss. Her legs parted and welcomed him to rest between them and he wasted no time in rubbing himself against her core, his cock full and straining against the zipper of the jeans that moulded his lower half perfectly "Does that feel good?" He rasped against her lips. "Do you need to ask?" She groaned, arching against him. He gave a sexy laugh and his hands found her skin beneath the t-shirt...and they started sliding up her arching back...up...round to her front – a gasp escaped her lips as he once again left her lips to nibble on her throat – her breasts heavy, nipples hardened, anticipating the touch of those beautiful hands cupping, kneading...they crept higher... BANG!!! He jerked away from her and Hannah stared at him stricken, lips swollen eyes slightly dazed and chest heaving as she breathed heavily. His hands still rested inside her t-shirt, the curve from forefinger to thumb cushioning the curves of her breasts as he too fought for breath. BANG!!! This time Hannah jumped, dislodging his hold on her even as his head snapped in the direction of the booming sound, aquamarine eyes narrowing. Hannah stared wide eyed into the other room. "What the hell is that?" She asked on a shaky voice. It sounded like someone was trying to break down her door! But the snow storm was still raging; there was no way anyone could be outside! "Trouble." Hannah swivelled her gaze back to Kai and saw his clenched jaw and the icy glint in his eyes. Oh god what have I gotten myself into? She asked herself. Wolf Man Ch. 03 (Hope that the story continues to entertain you, comments and feedback extremely appreciated ;) Alicexxx) * Hannah swallowed hard and pushed Kai slightly away from her so that she could hop back down to the floor. She smoothed down her t-shirt with nervous hands even as another booming sound came the living room door. "When you say trouble do you mean what I think you mean?" She asked shakily, her hazel eyes looking anywhere but at him as she winced from yet another attack on her eardrums from the 'trouble' outside. Kai speared her with an irritated glance and Hannah stiffened her spine. "It's a reasonable question." She hissed, wondering why the hell she had been kissing him a few seconds ago. The guy really was an asshole. "Well?" She demanded when there was no sign that he was planning to answer her question. "Stay here." He ordered, this time not even looking her way before heading out to the living room. Panic gripped her fast and hard and she ran after him as another BANG rocked her door. She ran ahead of him and slapped a hand on the it, blocking his way. "Are you insane?" She asked, her tone disbelieving. "What is out there doesn't sound pretty and you were shot in case you don't remember, you haven't even been to a hospital or a vet or whatever, all you did was tape up your chest after cleaning up the wounds!" He didn't answer her, instead he gripped her arms and just lifted her off her feet as if she weighed nothing and then plonked her down far away from the door. "Do not leave the house, do you understand? No matter what, don't you dare put one foot outside." Then before she could utter another word, he moved in a way that made her sight blur, so that the door slammed closed when it should have been opening and he was gone. It was as if the very air stilled...everything seemed frozen in time as she stared, her mouth gaping open as her wide hazel eyes remained focused on the closed door. And then she heard it... growls... lots of them... as if a pack of wolves were fighting outside her door. Her face paled as the thought really registered. He was fighting whoever was outside!!! The man was really stupid, now it really was confirmed. Rolling her eyes heavenwards she mentally went through everything inside her house that could be used as a weapon... knife... scissors... She really wasn't cut out for this sort of thing, those were the only two weapons she had... well they weren't weapons but in this instant... Gritting her teeth she hurried into the kitchen and as she went to pull out the big butcher knife she heard a dull but heavy thud against her door and her heart tightened, her hand froze on the handle of the knife. Kai. That could be Kai. She ran as fast as she could and completely ignoring his stupid suicidal induced order for her to stay inside, she flung open the door and was literately frozen to the spot as the arctic winds of the snow storm cut into her. "Kai!!!" She managed to shout, her eyes straining to catch a glimpse of anything she could in the heavy and vicious fall of snow. "Kai!" A handful of cold air forced itself down her throat almost freezing her vocal cords and she strained her eyes harder, looking all around her as she felt her feet sink into the snow. Damn she was as suicidal as he was!!! Coming out into a snow storm in a t-shirt and jeans. She opened her mouth to scream for him again when a flash of red on the snow caught her eye. Feeling her t-shirt plastering to her body she bent to look at it... saw that there was an alarming amount of it... Hannah gasped. Blood! In her haste to get away she stumbled and fell back on the snow - the knife falling from her grasp. "Oh God." She uttered the words just as a growl came from behind her. She barely had time to turn before she was slammed back onto the snow, a searing pain tearing through her left shoulder so suddenly that the scream that was ripped from her left her throat raw. Her eyes focused to see gleaming teeth dripping with saliva, foul breath streaming from the open jaw of the fearsome wolf that stood on her chest keeping her pinned to the snow. The animal weighed a ton. She caught a glimpse of obsidian eyes and knew that this was not Kai in wolf form. The wolf, seemed to snicker down at her, snapping it's powerful jaws right beside her ear, making it ring as the vicious teeth almost chopped her ear off. But then, just as the wolf geared up to go for the fatal blow - a grey bullet shot out of the fog of snow and caught the wolf on top of her around the neck with unbreakable grip of his teeth, sending them both rolling on the snow... and Hannah through the haze of fear in her mind still managed to gape in astonishment as in mid-turn both animals shifted into solid bodies of man... His long black hair flaring around his shoulders as he snapped his head round to look at her, Kai pierced her with electric blue eyes as he wrestled the similarly built man down to the snow. "Get inside now!!!" he shouted, struggling to keep the man down. Not needing to be told a second time Hannah got clumsily to her feet and ran inside the cabin, slamming the door shut as she did so. She was shaking violently now, from the cold yes... but there was something wrong, something that had nothing to do with being exposed to a snow storm. It was as if there was a consuming fire spreading over skin, making every place on her body tingle. Oh God what now? As if in answer to her anguished thought, an intense sheet of fire swept over her body and sent her to her knees with a groan. What is this? She wanted to scream the question as she curled into a ball on the floor, clutching her middle as flash after flash of heat consumed her. The door opened and she heard metal clatter to the wooden floor of the cabin, but she was so consumed by what was happening in her body that she didn't even think to check if it was Kai who had just walked into her cabin. "Next time do as you're told!" Definitely Kai. "Oh and by the way thanks for handing him a knife, what did you want him to do? Dice me up?" The best response that she could come up with was another groan as she jerked on the floor. That seemed to get his attention. "Hannah?" His voice was carefully blank. Stupid man, couldn't he see she was in pain? How was she supposed to answer him when it was too bloody painful to speak! Suddenly his now blood covered jeans were in her line of vision as he knelt beside her. "Hannah, what's wrong?" "I... don't... know." She manage to force out between teeth gritted with the intense pain. Then she felt freezing hands on her now burning skin turning her on her back, and heard his low gasp. "Hannah did he bite you?" He demanded, his hand carefully pinning down her left shoulder. "Don't...know...hurts." She heard material tear but it didn't even register that it was her own t-shirt that was being ripped. "Oh...fuck." Then after the soft exhalation, he brushed his fingers lightly over the broken skin and everything in her momentarily stilled. The pain vanished and was replaced by intense arousal in a second and all she could do was gasp at the change in sensations. "Kai!" She gasped. "What the hell is going on?" She saw his Adam's apple work hard as he swallowed, his blue eyes trained on her left shoulder. "The son of a bitch bit you." He murmured - again brushing his hand over the broken skin and this time when he did, she arched involuntarily - her body demanding that his hand brush a place more intimate. He jerked back instantly. "No." He whispered. "No?" Her mind was too busy dealing with the onslaught of arousal hat had suddenly taken over her body to be able to make sense of anything he was saying. Breathing hard through the waves of arousal she caught frantically at his hand and then forced the palm onto her breast and arched. Then she exploded! She gave a strangled cry as she came fast and hard, the orgasm so intense that it bordered on the pain that she had felt before his touch. Kai jerked his hand back as if she had burned him. "Don't!" he said harshly, he leaned back on his arms, his breathing heavy... his lips... seemed to have swollen, his eyes had a feverish glint to them and his cheeks were flushed, she could make out the outline of his nipples against the rag like t-shirt... and there seemed to be a very large bulge between his legs. He looked as aroused as she felt. With an effort she raised her upper body off the floor by bracing her elbows, then she lifted her head which felt heavy as lead and looked at him through slit cat like hazel eyes, her body still trembling slightly from the force of the mind numbing orgasm she'd just had. "Kai..." she whispered her eyes trailing hungrily over his body... her legs widening of their own volition as if getting ready to receive a man between them. She saw his eyes narrow as they focused on the wide V of her legs and just that look made heat explode in that place that was so ready to receive him. His gorgeous cheeks became even more flushed and his hips jerked. Finding strength from god knows where, Hannah manoeuvred herself onto her hands and knees and then keeping her eyes trained on his face she crawled towards him with a sexuality she'd never known she possessed. He remained there, his legs sprawled on the floor, watching her with barely contained hunger as she crawled over him, her thighs on the outside of his legs, her face also flushed with the painfully intense arousal coming within a hair's breadth of his. "Kai." She whispered again and then she brushed her lips over his... and found herself on her back. Her lips were pried apart as he forced his tongue into her mouth, making her undulate her hips in heavy want. She had another orgasm, arching into him, rubbing her full tingling breasts against his chest, his mouth swallowing her cries as her hands climbed up his back to rent his t-shirt beneath them and then run her fingers up his spine to clutch his nape as her legs wrapped tight around him, allowing him no escape from the frantic rocking of her hips. In the back of her mind she registered that this wasn't normal behaviour, nor were hers normal orgasms, it was as if she was possessed by something. Then, just as she was working herself toward her third just by grinding against his cock, Kai ripped himself from her embrace, almost falling flat on his face in his haste to get away from her. "We can't." He gasped out. Was he crazy? "What? Why not?" She asked in a breathless disbelieving tone. He wanted her, she had felt it, she could see it, he was only keeping himself from jumping her by a thread. "He bit you." "What does that have to do with this?" Her tone clearly implied that she thought he was crazy. "It's okay, you'll be fine," he was mumbling almost to himself, his gaze on the floor now as he assured himself, "in three days you'll be back to normal." Her eyes widened. Surely he didn't mean that she would have to spend three days like this. "I don't care what will happen in three days. I want you. I want you now!" "It's the bite. It has this effect. But it's okay, don't worry about it." Hannah groaned as the arousal started heating up to a fever pitch yet again and she flung herself onto her back. "I won't survive three days of this Kai. God it's like my whole body's in a fever... it only calms when you touch me. Come and touch me Kai... come and touch me here..." she practically purred as her hand slid down over belly, further down until her it was spanning the V of her legs and she arched into her own palm with a moan. "Touch me Kai," she half whispered half moaned. "No. No. I can't. Ask me that in three days and I'll touch you wherever you want," his eyes were riveted to her hand between her legs, his tongue flicked over his surprisingly dry lips, "lick you anywhere you want." His voice practically dripped with lust. "Why in three days? Why not NOW?" She felt like screaming in frustration. Somehow he managed to drag himself to his feet and take a few steps back from her body. "Because," he paused as the scent of her arousal tantalised his senses and he closed his eyes, hands fisting as he prayed for control, "if I come inside you while your like this... it will complete what that bite started." "And that is?" "You'll become one of us - you'll become part of the cursed wolf breed." he hissed, before turning and speeding into her bathroom... then locking the door shut. At the sound of the door closing on her Hannah almost burst into tears, feeling his rejection hit her hard even as her superior brain tried to inform the rest of her that he wanted and was just trying to protect her. Hannah once again curled into a ball and braced herself to battle the sense of rejection as well as the terrifying arousal that coursed her body like a plague. As the first tears of frustration and hurt slipped down her cheek, Hannah began to curse the day she had decided to help the wolf-man. Wolf Man Ch. 04 (Hey people, thank you for your comments and feedback, they are really egging me on and I hope this new chapter will be something that you will enjoy. Thanx ;)Alicexxx) * The storm had lost most of it's intensity and now snow felt softly to the earth. Hannah sat on her bed, packets of sleeping pills strewn all over the floor. She sniffed and rubbed the back of her hand against her eyes. This was so not a good situation. Her skin was still on fire and after he'd locked himself away in her bathroom the painful arousal had just become even worse. Her hands squeezed the edge of the mattress and she gritted her teeth against another violent wave. Right now she hated him more then she had ever hated anyone in her life. He knew what was wrong with her and it was his fault that she was in this mess. Her cheeks became even more flushed as anger surged through her. And now she was here, suffering like hell, needing sex so badly that she had practically begged him for it. Humiliation slashed through her. Well, she wasn't going to do what he told her, there was no way she would be able to survive three days like this. Making up her mind, she got up and went to her closet once again, not even bothering to change the torn t-shirt. She pulled out her parka and her boots, fished out her keys and then slammed out of the house, heading straight for the car. She was even past the point where she cared if there was any other freaky dog people outside, as far as she was concerned if she saw anyone else form that man's species she'd run them over. She unlocked the door and jerked it open. A male hand came out of nowhere and slammed it closed again. Hannah spun around, hair flying out around her as she turned to face black eyes burning with evil intention. "A human? Kai never ceases to surprise me." And then everything went black. *** She jerked into consciousness as a foul smell hit her. Her eyes flew open and she registered the dark a minute after she registered the cold... and then that unbearable itch on her skin returned and she felt like screaming. "So she awakens." She turned her aching head with a groan and found herself staring at a glowing fire... and a man sitting cross legged in front of it. His features were perfection and his skin... she had only seen that same shade on someone else. Kai. But that was where all similarity stopped. This man's face was as cruel as it was beautiful and his hair, the same black shade as Kai's fell just an inch short of falling onto his shoulders. "Who are you?" She asked, and was shocked by how weak her voice sounded and watched in horrified fascination as the man's lips curved into a harsh smile as he continued to watch her, his black gaze not wavering. "I am of the Wolf people." Despite herself a sneer escaped before she could help it and she immediately felt her heart thud harder against her ribcage as the smile fell quickly from his face. "Watch yourself human. If it wasn't for the fact that I have need of you, I would tear out your throat right now." The smile returned. "And believe me when I say there is nothing I would not enjoy more." His eyes fell to the tear on her shoulder and the smile widened. "If you want I could take care of that for you." His eyes ran down her reclining form and a disturbing light came into them. "Then you wouldn't have to die when this is over." Hannah gulped down and tried pull her hands under her in order to sit up. Only to realise that her hands...and her feet were bound. Honestly, if she had known that this is what would've happened just for helping someone else, she would have fled the country. She turned her head away from him and screwed her eyes shut, fighting to keep panic at bay. "What do you say human?" His voice had changed to a disgustingly lusty rasp and she felt her skin go up in goose bumps even despite the fact that her body ached in a mixture of pain and arousal. He really was repellent, no matter how amazing in looks he happened to be. "No thank you." She managed to force out, her voice subdued. He gave a disgusted sneer. "Suit yourself, it's your discomfort." Hannah bit her lip to keep the stinging retort from escaping her lips and just kept her eyes closed. The guy was a psychopath, she didn't think that it was safe to say anything around a psychopath, they weren't exactly balanced were they? Anything could just set them off. She sucked in a deep breath and focused on ignoring the wolf man just a few feet away from her and stupidly...amazingly, as the day's events took toll, she fell asleep... Hands spanned her waist and Hannah sighed, that felt good and her skin seemed to blush with arousal. That felt really good. The hands slid higher and she arched. "Kai.." She moaned. A harsh laugh cut into her dream like state and her eyes fluttered open. And as gleeful black eyes bored into hers, her body stiffened and she let out a mind blowing scream, her knees jerkin up to try and dislodge those disgusting hands from her body. "Don't touch me!" She shouted after getting her breath back. But the bastard only laughed and went for her again. "Scream and shout all you like honey, that's only bring your lover to me faster." At that comment she stilled and her eyes narrowed on the mean bastard's face... and then it dawned on her. She was bait, he'd taken her thinking that Kai would come after her. "You -" she began but then his mouth was smothering the rest of her words and his body was pressing her knees down and making room for him to lie on her. Her hands trapped between their bodies, attempted to shove him off but it was as if he didn't even feel her struggles. "Yes," he hissed as he bit her throat painfully, slobbering his way up to her ear, "I can understand why Kai went to you. You have a very distinct taste human, the taste of a fighting spirit." "Get off me you pervert!" She gasped, disgust, discomfort and panic combining together to form a desperate aggression. He laughed again, his hair brushing her face as he continued his painful ministrations on her neck, his hands groping her breasts and squeezing them hard, ripping a scream from her. "Why don't I show you how much of a pervert I can be human? Hmm?" A haze of fear clouded her mind blocking out even the painful sensations on her skin as his hands went to her jeans and began sliding a hand in. She felt his fingers brush against the small patch of curls protecting the place between her thighs and felt like throwing up, but the more she tried to buck him off the more he became aroused. But then just as she felt with horror a finger insinuating itself inside her - he was gone. With a cry that was mixture of relief and confusion she rolled onto her side and just caught sight of that bastard flying head first into a tree. Her hazel eyes darted to a tall body that seemed to exude fury in great waves. "Fucking coward." Kai hissed, advancing towards the other man of his species that was already on his feet, although he did have a hand braced on a tree to keep him from stumbling. The dazed black eyes narrowed with venom on Kai's threatening advance. "She's a nice peace of meant Kai." The bastard leered. "And tight." A disgusting smile spread over his face. "Very tight." Kai caught him around the throat and as he slammed the other man against the tree, the flames of the fire soared up and spat. Hannah struggled to work herself over to a sitting position even as she refused to take her eyes from the scene being played out before her. Kai looked absolutely magnificent in his fury, his black hair wild, the gorgeous mocha skin that stretched over those high cheekbones flushed, his beautiful hands pinning the other man who was probably just as strong as him, off his feet against the darkened tree. A flood of intense need flooded her and she twitched. She watched as he leaned close to the man. "I'll kill you for that." He snarled, hands tightening, but her mouth fell open in shock when the other just laughed. "Take your time brother." Kai stiffened and she saw his glowing blue eyes narrow. In one swift movement he slammed his fist in a powerful uppercut and knocked him out. He flung the seemingly lifeless body aside and stood for a few seconds, hands clenching and unclenching, his breathing harsh. He turned, his eyes focusing on her and Hannah inexplicably felt more threatened by him then she had felt with the psychopath. Not saying a word he scooped her up and not even pausing he began striding away. Annoyed and fed up with everything, she looked up at him. "Can't you at least untie me?" She demanded. "No." That was it, no explanation, no apologies no 'are you okay?' just one syllable. "No?" She looked at him in disbelief. "No? What the hell do you mean NO?" She was practically shouting again even as she valiantly fought down the growing arousal that was spreading throughout her body as with every stride her body came into fuller contact with his warmth. "Shut up." He snarled - and then as she opened her mouth to yell at him, he put on a burst of speed so extraordinary that all she could do was curl her fingers into the t-shirt visible through the open parka and gasp. *** She almost felt sick from the ungodly speed he had used as they finally re-entered her home. Kai placed her non too gently on the floor after closing the door and strode off quickly leaving her staring after him in shock. What the hell...? But then he came back, a knife gleaming in his hand and he knelt beside her, efficiently cutting through the ropes and once again, without a word to her he stood and begun walking away, shrugging off the parka as he went. "Where the hell are you going.?" She demanded feeling angry and bewildered at his treatment of her. A wave of hurt coursed through her once again as it occurred to her that he might be disgusted with her for having been touched by that other thing. "You need to pack, we're leaving." He said shortly, as if he couldn't care less if she had an opinion on the matter or not. "I'm not going anywhere, this is my place!" He just kept on going and energized by the fury burning deep inside her she pushed herself onto her feet and grimaced as aches from being tied up filled her legs. Straightening determinedly she strode after him into the walk in closet. "Don't walk away from me you arrogant prick!" She levelled at his head even as he yanked open a door and started tearing random clothes from hangers and throwing them into a pile on the floor. Her anger was mixing dangerously with arousal as she reached out and grabbed his arm. "Are you even listening to -" she never finished what she was going to say as he turned with frightening speed and pinned her to the wall before she knew what was happening. His face was inches from her own and he was breathing hard, neon blue narrowed into pin points as she felt his chest move rhythmically against her own as he dragged in heavy breaths. "I'm not sure you want to push me right now Hannah." He pushed out through gritted teeth. "I can push you anytime I want Kai - because of you I was -" "I know what happened, you don't have to tell me." He snarled right back. His attitude was really the last straw and as tears filled her eyes she shoved at him. "You bastard, get off me." She choked out, her hands slamming hard against his shoulders... the ache was becoming even more intense with him pressed against her and now she was the one who didn't want him to do anything to her. But his hands were cupping her face now, turning it up for his and his eyes were staring intently into hers. "That's not what you were saying earlier." He murmured. "You're unbelievable." She muttered, attempting to turn her face away. "Aren't I just?" He asked cockily and then his hand was spanning her jaw, turning her face up and then bliss filled her as his mouth locked on hers and she went limp. His arms slid around her waist and pulled her pliant body against his, his tall form bending over her smaller one as his other hand slid beneath her ass and lifted her against him. Hannah moaned as she quickly felt her unstable hormones surge and leave her helpless against his sensual assault. Her hands slid up his broad shoulders and caught fists full of silky black hair as he devoured her mouth, his hips pressing insistently into the V of her legs as they lifted to wrap tight around him. Kai left her mouth to trace open mouthed kisses across her cheek, down to her jaw line, his tongue soothing the aching bite that the other wolf man had made. Hannah groaned at the intensity of the sensations and her hands released his hair to slip between them and impatiently jerk up his t-shirt. Everything in her body was screaming for what he could give her and Hannah was too spent from the recent events to try and control that impulse. Her hands drifted down the tight planes of his stomach and hit denim. Hissing with impatience she fumbled until the button was undone and then jerked down the zip. His mouth was down to her collarbone now and going lower as his hands on her butt moved her lower half against his straining hard on. "Shit I can't believe how much I -" his impassioned speech was cut mid way and morphed into a loud growl as her hands slid inside and curled themselves around his long hard length. Hannah bit her lip to keep from crying out at the incredible feel of him in her hands, the contrast between the soft skin and the steel it covered had her hands moving on him. Kai leaned his head against her shoulder and the fist he slammed into the wall put a hole in the plaster work. He pulled them away from the wall and they both fell onto the pile of clothes he had thrown on the floor. Untangling himself from her, he removed her hands from his extremely stiff cock, his hands closing over the edge of his t-shirt and pulling it over his head, tossing it over his shoulders before catching hold of the collar of hers and tearing it right down the middle. A groan rumbled in his throat as his eyes took in her breasts encased in the simple black bra., not feeling at all patient he yanked the straps down and slid his palms into the cups. Hannah arched off the floor with a wanton cry, her hands roaming feverishly over his chest, her nails scraping at his nipples. Her mouth went dry as she felt his nipples grow as hard as his cock and before he could say anything she hooked her hands around his neck and hoisted herself up. Her lips went for his chest and the second she drew one stiff nipple into her mouth, he was like a mad man. He pressed her thighs open and over his and pulled her further into him, leaning forward to brace himself with his free hand to grind himself harder against her. "Harder baby," he murmured, letting out a harsh breath, he thrust his hips harder against her as she obliged him, his hair flew as he tossed his head back, "just like that. Yeah." His voice was barely above a whisper now. The sounds of their heavy breathing filled the room and it only served to turn them on even more. He turned his head into the side of her face and nibbled her ear. "Do you want me inside you?" He asked and felt her thighs tighten around him in response. "Do you want me to slide myself inside you... to feel my hard cock gliding into your slick warmth? Hmm Hannah?" She jerked away from him as his words excited her beyond belief, making a gush of wetness rush to her swollen folds. Her hands went to her back and she practically ripped the clasp of her bra as she fought to get it off, then she scooted back from him and stood, tugging the jeans and underwear down her legs even as Kai stood and did the same. This made her pause in the act of pulling off the jeans from one leg as she caught a glimpse of a smooth hard ass... long muscular legs and his... her mouth gaped and she let out a yelp when he toppled her back to the floor again and finished pulling her jeans off for her. Those blue eyes of his speared her as he parted her legs and then dropped down to stare at the wetness that now glistened on her curls. As she watched, his tongue came out and flicked over his lips and Hannah nearly passed out from that sight alone. Then he was lifting one of her legs and placing it over his shoulders as he leaned down with a lustful determined look on his gorgeous face. "Kai," she groaned, "what are you doing?" She wanted him inside her! "I said I was going to lick you remember?" He husked, and after flinging her one last hot look she felt his tongue spear into her and everything in her broke down as the orgasm was instantaneous, zapping all her body cells and leaving her gasping for breath. Her nails dug into the smooth skin of his shoulders as she arched into him when he caught her clit between his teeth and started a sensuous rhythm of suck and release...suck...and release...a scrape of teeth across the sensitive flesh and... "Oh g-god K-Kai!" He reared up over her as she said this, keeping her leg over his shoulder with one sure hand and with the other he grasped his erection firmly and brought it to her dripping cunt. "Be sure." He rasped. In answer to that she caught his face and dragged his mouth down to hers, sweeping her tongue inside and sucking on his, her hands once again clutching strands full of his beautiful hair. At her consent he deepened the kiss and then swearing softly slammed his whole length into her. "Oh!" She whimpered and he gritted his teeth as her walls contracted around him and she came again. "Kai." She sobbed and then hissed as he dragged his length out of her slowly, making her feel every inch, every ridge before driving back into her again. Her teeth scraped his lip and she arched her back, driving him even deeper. She could feel one powerful thigh against her ass, his hip bones against her inner thighs - the wet sound that he produced as he drew out of her only added to the overwhelming sensations that coursed through her. "Open your eyes Hannah. Open them now." He demanded in voice that was barely recognisable. She had to force the lids open and unfocused hazel eyes opened to be penetrated by piercing blue ones. "That's it baby, I want you to see me take you. Watch me." And then he began moving for real, forging into her tight heat again and again, groaning and grunting as she picked up the pace. He dropped his head lower to rub his cheek against hers as he continued to move in and out, one of his arms sliding beneath her to arch her into him further. "Yesss, damn it - you're so tight...Hannah..." he groaned and his lips traced down the line of her throat... opened over the place where neck curved into shoulder - and sank elongated canines into her neck. Her eyes flew open to their widest extent and her mouth opened in a silent scream as her body rippled underneath him in an orgasm so painfully intense that she truly believed deep down she would die from it. Kai roared as the combination of her taste, of her scent... the feel of her body, pushed him over the edge and in a final slam of his body into hers, he felt himself shoot wad after wad of hot come into her clinging sheathe. With a last wrenched groan, he slumped down on top of her, his arm still holding her sweat dampened body to him as he rested his head on her breasts. "Hannah..." he whispered...brushed his lips across a pebbled nipple and felt her twitch, he dragged in another breath... "are you...okay?" Hannah continued to stare at the ceiling, her hazel eyes stunned, her breathing pattern still erratic. Her neck throbbed where he had bitten her and there was an ache between her thighs that was as good as it was a discomfort. "What...was...that?" She breathed. To be continued... Wolf Man Ch. 05 (Sorry it took quite so long for this next chapter. Hope it's worth the wait for you guys. Don't forget to let me know what you think. Alicexxx) * "Did I hurt you?" He murmured, those luminescent blue eyes looking down at her in worry. In a daze she lifted a slightly unsteady hand and felt for the two punctures on her neck. "You bit me." She said in a disbelieving tone. She saw him wince and his eyes fixed on some unknown spot on the floor beside her shoulder. "I know. I'm sorry... that - that wasn't supposed to happen." She slid her hand beneath his chin and lifted it so that he was looking at her. She spoke only when his eyes focused on her. "Then why did it? I mean - you can control yourself pretty well and..." He shook his head as if confused, giving him an unusual vulnerable quality. "I don't know -" he sighed and dropped his head so that it lay against the hollow of her throat, "it was like some kind of compulsion- this need to taste you everywhere, just like I was touching you everywhere... my biting you seemed to complete something..." Beneath him she went stiff. "Kai." He rolled onto his side and took her with him, pulling her thigh over his leg as he did so. His hands buried in her hair as he watched a panicked expression come into her face. "What is it?" "You bit me... just like that guy did... and you said that if we had sex after that then I would become..." she trailed of, looking up at him in horror. He sighed and brushed his hair away from his face as he pulled her closer to him with his other arm. "I know, I'm sorry." He lifted one shoulder in a shrug, his expression showing that his regret was real. "But it's too late now. By now, the change has been set in motion." Hannah felt a flash of fear go through her and she shivered involuntarily. "This isn't going to end well is it?" He looked down at her and cupped her face in his hands. He ignored her question as he rose up on one elbow, asking a question of his own. "You regret it?" Hannah felt her cheeks burn and couldn't hold his gaze. "I regret being pulled into this..." then she gave a cheeky smile, "I don't regret having the best sex of the century though." Then she had the pleasure of watching him give her that rare but incredible smile. She couldn't help but reach out a finger and trace it. His lips were so perfect... everything about him was perfect. That was, until she got to the part where he was a wolf man who had gotten her involved in something way over her head. However, like he said... it was too late now. But there was something she still didn't know. "Kai... you still haven't told me why they're after you. You've never once brought it up." As soon as she mentioned it, she felt his whole body tense up against hers and his hand on her hair tightened. When he didn't say anything after a while, she pulled slightly away from him and rolled onto her back, pulling a long t-shirt that he had thrown earlier on the floor and covering herself up. Never a good omen for the conversation to follow. She sat up, clutching the piece of cloth to her. "You're not going to tell me are you?" She murmured, the momentary high feeling she'd been feeling slipping away as if it had never been. Shaking her head she stood up. "Well, we have to go don't we? I'll just take a shower and then we can go." She moved away from him and left the walk in closet, going to the bathroom and shutting the door before leaning back on it. Why had she thought that sleeping with him would somehow change things? Apparently all it had done was mutate her somehow and left her feeling hollow. He still didn't trust her, and she wondered if he ever would. Dropping the towel she went to the shower stall and slipped inside, sliding the glass shut before turning on the hot water. All her muscles were aching - but at least the itch that had plagued her skin was gone. Well that's something, Hannah told herself as she dipped her head under the hot jet of water; her hair to soaking it all up and then she sighed with pleasure as the water began a steady stream down her back. A few minutes later she lifted her head when she heard the door slide open and felt a cold draft seep into the warm fogged stall. She turned away from the spray, brushing clinging hair from her face and turning wide eyes on a still naked Kai. Before she could fully turn to look at him, he slid an arm around her waist and jerked her against him, then he pushed them both back under the spray. Hannah gasped and placed both hands on the tiles in front of her. "Kai-" His mouth landed on the side of her neck and she fell still. "It's not that I don't want to tell you it's just that I-" "Forget it." She interrupted trying to shrug him off, but he remained where he was. His mouth at her neck. His arms around her waist and his front plastered to her back... with interesting consequences to his body. She shivered as she felt his erection pressing into her lower back. Kai gave a weary sigh. "They want me dead because... because our Leader's daughter claims that I raped her." His every word sounding like it was being torn from him. Hannah went stiff for a second, struggling to understand what he had said. Then suddenly she was turning in his arms and facing him, framing his clenched jaw between her hands as the water poured over them both, plastering that amazing hair to his body and hers as they stood pressed close together. "That's impossible." She said with such conviction that he couldn't help but smile despite the conversation they were about to have. "What makes you so sure? I'm certainly strong enough." He pointed out, his eyes shining down into hers as his mouth parted slightly to draw in breath through the hot steam. Hannah shrugged her shoulders and let go to reach around him and pick out her shampoo. "Go on." She poured the mango smelling shampoo into her hand and started to lift them to his head only to have them caught by him. He pulled them up and lowered his head to sniff at it. Hannah arched a brow in question when he looked at her. "What?" "This is girl shampoo." Hannah stared at him, speechless for a second, before bursting into laughter. "What," she choked out, "worried that you'll be compromising your masculinity wolf man?" She teased, still laughing. Still with her wrists securely in his hands he jerked her close and she gasped - only to have him steal her breath as his tongue swept inside her mouth and had her melting against him in no time. Hannah gave a helpless moan as he held her in place with his hold on her wrists and ravished her mouth. When he finally pulled away from her, she had to blink several times to get everything back into focus. Her lips felt swollen and she was gasping for breath. "I think it's safe to say that we both know that my masculinity is not at question here." He said smugly, those incredible eyes narrowed slightly in irritation. Hannah couldn't help but smile. " I guess not." She agreed with a shrug, then watched with amusement as he gave an exasperated sigh when, as he released her hands; she lifted them to his tall head and just began to rub the shampoo into his head. He had so much hair... she was going to need to use more, her lips quirked when she realised the whole bottle would probably go on his hair. Kai sighed again and wrapped his arms around her waist, enjoying the way her breasts brushed and pressed against his chest as she rubbed the shampoo onto his head. "You didn't answer my question." He said, tilting his head forward to give her better access and taking a nip at her neck while he was at it. "What question?" "What makes you so sure I didn't do it." Hannah shrugged. "Remember how I was with you, after I was bitten? I lost all control of myself and practically threw myself at you." She flicked him a look from beneath long wet lashes and gave a small smile. "And you wanted me badly, it cost you a lot to keep your hands off me. I saw. The fact that you didn't think to take advantage of the situation is proof enough. Besides, it just doesn't seem to be in your character - sure, I'm sure that you can be ruthless but rape?" She shook her head. He let out a startled laugh and drew her closer. "Good to know you feel that way." He murmured and went to kiss her again but she pulled a hand from his hair and cupped it over his mouth. He stopped and raised an enquiring brow. "Why did she accuse you of raping her?" She pulled her hand away and watched as his eyes darkened in anger. He pulled her closer and bent his head again as an invitation for her to carry on, and she did. His hands travelled slowly over her body, tracing the curve of a hip, testing the weight of a breast... brushing the dark curls at her thighs... "She wanted me," he said with a shrug, "I was one of the best hunter's in the pack, no one could best me. And I think it's safe to say that I'm an attractive man." When she snorted he smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "She wanted me for her mate. Things like that don't happen, you can't just choose a mate - it has to be fated. I believe strongly in that." His voice was low now as he remembered the argument that had ensued between himself and Savannah. "I told her I didn't want her for a mate and she didn't like what she heard." He shrugged. "She seemed to take it well non the less- and later on that night I saw her going at it with the charming guy you met today." Kai sneered. "They were pretty rough. Next morning I'm being dragged from my bed into the council den and I'm being charged with rape by the Pack leader's daughter. She even had the bite marks and bruises to prove it - and she had Samuel as a witness... apparently he was the one who dragged me off her." His body was tense with fury as he recalled clearly the astonishment, the anger and the pure instinct to kill that had ran through him as the accusations had been levelled at him. He'd been dead from then on. Of course he had. Who would take his word over a leader's daughter and another Hunter? No one. He'd been dead and he had known it. They'd known it. "And then what happened?" She asked softly, drawing his head under the water so she could rinse his silky hair. With her hands on him he managed to push away the renewed anger and just tell her everything. "They locked me up and the retribution ceremony was to be performed the next day." "Retribution ceremony?" She asked, pausing in her ministrations to look up at him. His delicious lips flattened to a thin line and he looked at her. "Yeah, the punishment - where they set the rest of the pack hunters on me in wolf form for them to tear me apart. If that doesn't work they use the guns - hence the bullet wound you saw when you found me." "You managed to escape a pack of wolves?" She asked in astonishment, her eyes wide in horror at what had been in store for him and in awe at the knowledge that he had outrun other powerful beings like himself as they had been set loose to hunt him. He gave her a sheepish smile. "Actually I escaped before the ceremony, I managed to pick the lock on the cage and I ran. Being killed for something I didn't do wasn't exactly on my agenda. But they caught up with me - and that's when I got shot. I guess they thought I was dead and that's why they left me of the side of the road." "But they came back." She said quietly. Kai didn't look away from her. "But they came back." He agreed with a nod. Hannah slid her arms around his neck and leaned her body into his and as she jerked him under the spray again she pulled his mouth down to hers and took the initiative. Nibbling on his full bottom lip, she rubbed herself against him... allowing a sound almost like a purr to escape her and watched his eyes flare and his gorgeous skin flush slightly. "So what now?" She asked as she switched to his top lip and ran her tongue lightly on the underside of it. His hand on her waist tightened. "We need to move someplace else before they come back." He glanced down at her from luminous slits now. "So we should really hurry up this shower." He murmured, unable to keep his eyes from following her hand as she ran it down her throat... let it slide between her breasts... brushed a thumb across a nipple before allowing the hand to stop as she dipped a finger into her navel. He licked his lips and leaned closer, head tilting as he went in for another kiss but suddenly she was jerking back from him. "Well, if we must hurry, then that's what we'll do." She turned her back to him and began soaping herself. Her cheeks flaring with fire as she felt his eyes all over her as if they were hand prints. Then...a few seconds later she felt his hands drop onto her ass and begin to knead it as his chest came into contact with her back once more. Hannah gave only a momentary pause before she continued with the soap... even as his hands took themselves to the backs of her thighs and began massaging them there. "There's no reason for us not to multitask." A voice husked right at her ear. Hannah turned to face him. She couldn't explain it, suddenly something went through her and her hazel eyes took on a feverish glint. Catching his wrists in her hands she used her body to push him into the opposite wall and at her unexpected move he ended up right where she wanted him. "Multitask you say?" She murmured and kept his wrists pinned to the wall. Kai arched a brow as her lips slid over his collar bone and made him bite back a hiss as she dipped her tongue into the hollow there. "Feeling assertive Hannah?" He husked, but he didn't try to free his hands; he wanted to see where she was going with this. "Not assertive exactly - but I'm definitely feeling something, wolf man." She murmured right back. And it was true, there was a beat in body - something new and strange that made her push her body aggressively against his as she tasted him, sliding her head down to catch one hard male nipple between her teeth and give it a gentle tug. Kai gritted his teeth as he bowed off the wall and used a thigh to part hers so that with his rocking movements, his erection brushed soft female skin. "I wonder if I could make you come like this Kai." She whispered, switching her attention to his other nipple. "Just like this, rubbing against you." She lifted a leg and curled it around his thigh, somehow managing to keep her balance as she went up on tip toe and rubbed her wet lips over his straining cock. She bit her lip at the pleasure that speared through her. "Or you could let me come inside you." He suggested in a dark voice. "Or that... mmmm," eyelashes swept over to cover her unnaturally bright eyes as he thrust against her again, "yeah... maybe that's a good idea." She released his wrists only to clamp her hands down on his shoulders and bounce herself onto him. Her legs wrapping around his hips, opening herself until she felt his blunt head at her entrance. Kai's hands clamped down on her hips and he allowed his head to fall against the tiled wall as he began to lower her onto him. Hannah bit her lip; she could feel him stretching her open as he eased inside her. She leaned her head in the hollow between chin and chest and her arms tightened around his slick shoulders, fingers getting tangled in the long wet black hair that was plastered to his back. Slowly, her teeth digging deeper into the soft lower lip she rocked on him and a long length of him slid inside easily - making her gasp at the suddenness of his filling her that way. His hands on her kept her there as he began to level soft thrusts against her to bring him inside her until they were sealed together - no space between them. "That feels good." She gasped out as he began to move inside her, with more aggression this time. Driving deep inside, so deep she could feel his head butting into her cervix with each new thrust inside her... and as her arousal grew... she felt an odd tingling in her upper gums. But it only added to the red haze of lust swirling inside her and she began to move harder against him, forcing him to go harder too. Suddenly she felt the insane urge to sink her teeth into the smooth mocha skin of his neck, she wanted to feel that delicate puncturing of the skin, wanted to taste the little bead's of blood that would well up... She closed her mouth on that same spot that she was imagining biting into and scraped her teeth across it - hard! "Hannah!" Her name burst from his lips in such a violent call that she jumped in his arms, her head snapping back to fix startled eyes on him only to have her eyesight blur when he assaulted her mouth and crushed her body to his as he began thrusting uncontrollably into her. His arms held hers pinned to her sides and his mouth caught all the cry's that left hers as he pounded ruthlessly into her. She felt her head start to spin with the sensations of his chest brushing against her nipples... of his arms crushing her to him... of his tongue thrusting into her mouth the same way he was thrusting into her body, making her feel dazed and overwhelmed by pleasure. As his rhythm increased so did the level of her cries that were muffled by his violating mouth. And then - with one final slam of his body into hers a growl rumbled in his throat even as she sobbed into his mouth as the orgasm tore through them both, leaving them weak and panting as Kai slid down the wall - her legs still locked around him. They sat there... the shower beating against them as they breathed heavily, the sound of their breathing audible even over the sound of the rushing water. Her arms were still pinned by his arms that remained locked around her smaller body like bands of steel. His cock still buried deep inside her - still pulsing slightly as they tried to find some semblance of normality in their breathing pattern. "That was..." she began...still feeling disoriented from the power of their coming together. "Explosive?" He suggested in a ragged voice. "Works for me." She panted... and somehow she found the strength to lift her head from where it was leaning against his shoulder. But as she drew away she frowned as she caught sight of something red on... Her eyes widened as she saw two perfect lines of red running down from the top of his neck to the base where neck curved into shoulder... vicious deep lines that had torn up the skin. The remembered feeling of scraping his thought flashed through her mind and she gasped. Her teeth weren't that sharp! To prove it she sent her tongue to test her front teeth...and stiffened when it encountered two sharp points within her mouth. Her eyes flew up to his in horror. "Kai..." suddenly she felt as if she couldn't breathe, she gasped, trying to get air into her lungs, "Kai...my teeth..." and then as black spots invaded her eyesight, all she could do was give a small tormented sigh and allow herself to fall forward into the hard body that held hers. "Hannah!" To be continued... Wolf Man Ch. 06 Licking his way up to her ear, he took the lobe between his teeth. Then he blew softly into her ear before whispering. "Move against me baby." Just the sound of those words on his lips had her moaning. She slid her hands around to his neck and then gathered his smooth black strands into her hands and tugged. When his mouth tipped up, she closed her mouth over his and then moved. She didn't go into a gentle rhythm. She didn't feel gentle, she wanted to feel him slamming into her - but given the change in their positions, she was going to have to do the work here. "Is this okay?" She whispered against his mouth. And was rewarded with a growl from him as he too began moving hard against her. Then they were like animals, both going for each other's throats. Nipping, sucking at the skin as they moved in the frenzy of their mating. "Are you going to bite me again baby?" The words sliced through her and she felt that tingling again in her gums. "Kai!" She moaned. If he hadn't said... if he hadn't mentioned... as it was her mouth had already slid down to the hollow of his throat. She could feel his skin as she scraped his neck over and over with what she knew were very sharp points. "Bite me." He urged. "It's okay." At the urgent whispering, Hannah began to move harder against him, anticipation curling within her. Then she struck - like a snake. Unlike the last time, this time she felt her teeth sink in - sink deep and when the taste of his blood hit her tongue, it was like an explosion burst inside her and all she could do was draw more of that fantastic taste into her mouth as she came. She felt a sting on her own neck and it just intensified her orgasm, her hands tightened on his hair, tugging his head back that bit further - her teeth slipping that bit deeper as he gave one final slam of his hips against her. They collapsed on their side... chests rising and falling rapidly as their mouths remained clamped down on each other's throats. Kai was still hard inside her and with the slightest of movements he sent aftershocks shooting through her. Finally, she detached her mouth from his neck and her head fell back on the duvet. "You know," she panted, "we can't keep on having sex every time we're in the middle of serious conversations." Kai gave a laugh that wasn't exactly amused - it had a definite edge to it. "Hell - that was beyond sex, as I'm sure you know since you were with me all the way." "That I was." With a grunt, he managed to roll himself on top of her, bracing his hands either side of her face. "I'm serious." He murmured. And his tone had her focusing on him with more seriousness than someone was supposed to after great sex. "Wolves mate forever." She gave an uneasy smile as she watched the hard glint in his eye. "What does that have to do with this?" Kai didn't answer her, he just kept on looking at her, blue eyes glowing with something other than seriousness and satisfaction.... possessiveness? Her eyes widened. "You didn't?" She gasped. To be continued... Wolf Man Ch. 07 (Hey guys, sorry it took so long, I hope there aren't that many mistakes but if there are I apologise in adavance and I promise to do a better job next time. As always let me know what you think. Best Alicexxx) Hannah glanced at the clock for the thousandth time. "What time did she say she was coming again?" She asked, not bothering to turn and look at him. Ever since he'd mated them without informing her of what they'd been doing yesterday, they hadn't been on very good terms. Personally, Hannah thought he was an ass. An arrogant, canine, ass. "How many times have you asked me that?" He hissed. Hazel eyes narrowing, Hannah rolled onto her stomach on the bed and looked at him. "Well, she did give a specific time didn't she?" Kai's eyes sharpened and she thought fleetingly that she should stop provoking him. Their gazes locked, neither one saying a thing. To keep herself from softening she kept her eyes above his neckline... as he was wearing no shirt and she'd already noticed that he'd left his jeans unbuttoned. He probably knew what it was doing to her. Smug bastard. Yeah, well, that smug bastard happens to be your mate now, a sly voice in her head reminded her. At that thought she looked away from him and sat up, lifting her hands to rub at her eyes. She'd been experiencing changes non stop. Everything about her had become extremely sensitive, the sound and smell were the most annoying of all. They made it impossible to ignore Kai. "If you're pissed at me, then just say what you want to say." He snarled. Hannah cut him a side long glance before turning her back on him again. "What's the point Kai?" "What's the point?" he echoed blankly, then after a short pause he let out a bitter laugh. "Sure. I mat you without telling you, you get angry at me and when I suggest you get it out, you ask me what the point is?" She heard the creaking of the chair and tensed. Her eyes were fixated on the ugly carpet as she heard the soft sound his bare feet made as he walked around to face her. Shit. Even his feet were sexy, she thought as she looked down at them. There was a scent in the air. Something which she'd never smelled before, but it reminded her of the colour red. Anger. She could smell Kai's anger. He's angry? Yeah, well - so was she damn it! After all, he'd completely ruined her life. This was probably the last straw. Even she had to admit that things couldn't possibly get worse than this mate and turning wolf business, right? "Look at me." He demanded. "I'll look wherever I want!" She snapped, but in doing so she did exactly what he'd wanted her to. The prick had just goaded her into looking at him. Why did he always have to look so damn good? It wasn't fair. He stood there, that gorgeous chest bared, only the slightest of scars from his bullet scars were visible. His long black hair, parted by the column of his neck, feel over his chest in a straight row of gleaming black. His jeans which he still hadn't buttoned up rode low on his hips and at the opening, you could just make out the darker line of small hair there. Hannah swallowed hard and only through sheer force of will was she able to tear her eyes away from his body to look at his face. It was nearly as bad. Every muscle o his face was taut, making his cheekbones and the slight hollows of his cheeks more pronounced. His gorgeous mouth was set and those eyes had that luminous gleam they tended to get when he got passionate about something. "Since you seem to think I'm such a bastard, maybe I should just start behaving like one." He began, blue eyes smouldering, his voice a dangerous calm. Hannah cocked and eyebrow at him. "I'm sorry," she said sarcastically, "I was under the impression that you were already behaving like a bastard." Then she gave a small humourless smile. "Obviously you have been trying to tone it down. But Just so you know...it shows." To her great satisfaction, his fists clenched at his sides, but that satisfaction was short lived when that particular move caused the muscles of his arms to flex in the most delicious way beneath that mocha skin. Her mouth went dry in a heart beat. Shaking her head she broke away from the mesmerizing sight of his bare skin. "Anyway, this all started because I asked what time that woman was going to show up, and you couldn't bring yourself to give me a straight answer - surprise, surprise - but since you seem so determined to have this out, I suggest you try being remotely decent and put on a shirt." "No." She clenched her teeth at that answer. "What do you mean 'no'? Why do you always do that? Do you have any idea how pissed off I get when you do that?" Hannah looked up at him to find a smirk on his face. "Prick." She snarled - and found herself on her back, wrists pinned either side of her face. "Aren't I just?" He mocked, setting himself firmly over her smaller frame. As he did so, he stretched her arms higher and he smiled as the action caused her breasts to press against his chest. "This isn't the time for this so cut it out Kai." She snapped, attempting to buck him off, but the hands that held her wrists just tightened and he shifted his weight, his face coming directly above hers. "Let me tell you something." He lowered his head until his lips were grazing her ear and his breath falling softly on her neck. "You see this mark here?" He murmured, and then before she could retort with some kind of insulting comment, Hannah felt his tongue lick over the two punctures he'd made the previous day. She shivered. "It means you're mine...even after it fades, you'll still be mine. We exchanged blood." he nipped her sharply. "And in my world, that's sacred Hannah. So I don't care if you don't want it. You'll get used to it and you'll like it. Do you understand me?" Hannah sneered. "I understand you just fine." Then without warning she slammed her knee between his legs. It missed him by an inch, but had the desired effect. He was off of her in record time, his expression a mixture of shock and pain as he rolled onto his back with a grunt. "Fuck Hannah! Are you crazy?" His gorgeous cheeks were flushed as he tried to breathe through it. "Serves you right." She hissed, getting to her feet. All the warning she had was growl and then she was being knocked down to the floor. Her breath came out in a great big 'oof' as she landed on her stomach with him on top of her. "Get off me Kai!" She gritted, planting both her hands on the floor and attempting to push herself off the floor. But with him on top of her, there was absolutely no contest. "Are you deaf?" "Well - you're not saying anything I want to hear at the moment mate." he stressed the word 'mate' just as one of his hands began a leisurely exploration up her back beneath her top. Hannah went still, her face just a few inches from that horrible carpet. His hand slid around to her front and flattened against her stomach. She remained still. Kai nudged her hair away from her nape and nipped. "Don't you want to be my mate Hannah?" He whispered against her skin, his hand slipping lower. Hannah caught her breath, her hands on the carpet clenched into fists. "that's no it." She managed to keep a pissed off tone despite the things he was doing to her. "Really? Then what exactly is it?" he murmured, his mouth following the slope of her shoulder with small licks and kisses. Against her ass she felt him shift and press against her lower down. Hannah had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep a sound from coming out. His fingers inched into her jeans, moved a bit lower and she felt the pads of his fingers press against her short hairs. "Hmm?" h prompted. He moved against her and she helplessly arched her back, shoving her ass against his erection and eliciting a groan from him. His hair fell forward and the soft strands brushed her cheek. "It's the fact that you didn't tell me." She swallowed on a dry throat. "The fact that you didn't ask." For an answer, his mouth opened on her throat and he began to suck firmly on the sensitive skin there. Hannah sighed and leaned her forehead on the floor. How come they always ended up doing something sexual when they were feeling volatile towards each other? His fingers slid down another bit and this time she shifted to accommodate. Kai didn't even give her time to adjust - he jus moved his hand the rest of the way and with a hard suck at her throat, drove two long fingers into her. A loud groan burst from her lips and she lifted her hips, rubbing her ass against his heavy erection even as he started to move his fingers inside her. "So you don't dislike the idea of being my mate?" He questioned softly, obliging the frantic demands of her hips by moving against her, his chest pressed to her back, hard cock rubbing aggressively against her ass, fingers buried deep inside her slick tightness. "Have I said that?" She husked, rubbing harder, the feeling of his fingers moving inside her unusually acute. She was feeling so much more. "God." She gasped, her hips picking up their pace. I'm going to come right here - like this. The thought made her feel even more aroused and she could feel Kai getting harder against her. He pushed himself up, arm stretched to its fullest extent as he began to grind against her ass harder, his fingers inside her mimicking his rough thrusts. "Kai." She cried, she was almost there. She was so close. "I know," he groaned, "I -" His words were interrupted by a knock on the door and they both froze in place. "I can't believe this." he hissed, leaning his head on the back of her neck. "Hannah!" He groaned and couldn't help rocking against her more time, torturing them both. The knock sounded again. "Why now?" Hannah muttered, banging a fist on the carpet. "Why did she have to come at this precise moment." "Because," he aid as he sighed good and hard, "life's a bitch." Then he rolled off her and onto his back on the carpet. The knock came again. "Coming! Jesus!" Hannah yelled, she sat up, irritation coursing through her veins just as much as arousal. She glanced down at Kai who was staring up at her through slitted eyes, only a sliver of that incredible blue visible. "I better get it." She glanced down at the erection hat was threatening to burst out of his pants. Despite her foul mood, a smile curved her lips. "You're not exactly decent at the moment." Kai just groaned and closed his eyes. Hannah leaned down and pecked him quickly on the lips before going to the door. The girl knocked harder now. Hannah sighed and reached for the latch. She opened the door. "Yeah, yeah - calm down -" her words died as cool metal touched the hollow centre between her collarbones. She gulped and felt the point of the knife dig into skin. \she stared in horror at the guy she'd had the misfortune to meet once before. The lunatic pervert. And this time... he was not alone. "So human," he said, his voice as sickening as his smile, "where's my good friend Kai?" To be continued... Wolf Man Ch. 08 (God I'm really sorry about the many mistakes on the last one, this time I printed it off and corrected as I went along so hopefully you won't have to deal with errors. Sorry it took so long to post it as well. Hope you guys find it's worth the wait, if not let me know anyway so I can improve the next one. AlicexXxx) * The bastard put pressure on the knife and Hannah was forced to step back into the room. Her voice had completely deserted her - although it wasn't like she needed it right then. Kai must've definitely heard what the guy had said. Hazel eyes wide in shock, Hannah kept on backing into the room. Without bothering to look behind him, Samuel - Hannah thought Kai had called him - followed her in and turned his face slightly. "I'll get Kai. Be ready." He called out to the mob outside. Despite the fear coursing through her, Hannah still found it in her to arch a brow in obvious doubt. Was this guy cocky or what? Perhaps he'd lost the memory of when Kai had beaten him to a pulp, or in his case, a tree. As she thought this, those cold eyes refocused on her and a disgusting lecherous smile appeared on his handsome face. "You should have taken me up on my offer human." He said softly, eyes travelling the length of her body. Bile rose in her throat and Hannah made a grimace of distaste. "What? And become a dog like you? No thank you." He gave a disdainful snort. "Baby, we're wolves, not dogs." Hannah smiled sweetly at him. "No baby, you're a dog. Kai," she stressed the name and smirked, "is a wolf." Luminous eyes narrowed and the point of the knife almost broke past the thin barrier of skin. Her lips parted in a small gasp of pain. Why couldn't she keep her mouth shut? It was simple, all she had to do was not speak. "Great," the bored tone came from behind her, " just when me and my woman were beginning to enjoy ourselves, you guys have to show up." Hannah heard Kai's steps come closer and seconds later his arm was curving around her waist. His hair brushed her cheek and she felt his lips brush her temple. "Now why don't you move that very sharp toy from my mate's throat, before I kill you hmm?" The suggestion was spoken casually. A soft non-threatening tone. Of course, Hannah knew by the tension in him that he meant every word he said. Kai was just waiting for an invitation to kill the idiot. "And why would I do that?" The idiot asked, sneering. The point of the knife pressed just that bit more painfully against her. Hannah rolled her eyes and chanced turning her head ever so slightly towards Kai. "Didn't he hear the 'before I kill you' part?" she snorted. "Dog people just aren't very smart." Hannah could practically see Kai's grin when she felt his body shudder against hers in suppressed laughter. "It's 'wolf' people baby." He corrected, his voice carrying an amused edge as he rubbed his cheek against the top of her head. "Kai, just because you were born with the superior genes of the wolf, doesn't mean everyone else was blessed with the same fortune." She said innocently, adoring the look of disbelief on the lunatic's face. "Clearly, these simple minded people belong to the dog generation. Don't you agree?" "Enough of this crap!!!" Samuel shouted all of a sudden, his face that had previously been the colour of Kai's had become a mottled red, making his eyes stand out more in their fury. "Get out Kai." He barked. Around her, Kai's arm tightened almost imperceptibly, but despite that, his voice came out sounding extremely bored and aggravated. "Now why would I do that when I know you have an army of Hunters outside waiting to kill me?" The prick had obviously gotten his good spirits back at the mention of the others who waited outside; ready to back him up. That nasty smile Hannah hated already, was on his heartless face. "Now why would we do that without letting the Alpha see you first?" His eyes turned back to Hannah and he began tracing the knife over her skin lazily. "Because, if we did that, your death wouldn't be as slow and as painful as I'd like." Something ugly sparked in those eyes and he glanced up at Kai; his face a mask of undiluted hatred. "Most of the men outside respect you, you see, so they'd go easy on you and kill you quick." Beside her, Kai grinned. "That's why you hate me so much isn't it? Because with you, they wouldn't care if you lived or died... which makes me wonder...why am I keeping you alive?" Hannah didn't even see the movement. In the space of a second, Samuel the dog, was pinned to the wall, glowing eyes wide open in shock, Kai was blocking his body from her view. They were both still. Then, Kai's arm drew back. The metal in his hand winked at her as it caught the light. Dark blood was dripping from the deadly blade. Samuel slumped. Then as Kai stepped back, he crumpled to the ground. Hannah looked up at Kai, amazed. Then amazement turned to familiar irritation. Her eyes narrowed and she planted her hands at her hips. "I don't believe it! You could have taken him out the whole time and instead you let him keep that thing at my throat? What is wrong with you? Some mate you are. Honestly." Kai turned and she fell quiet. There was a strange look on his face. "What?" She asked warily. "I'm going to have to go." He murmured, his eyes were looking down at the awful carpet and she felt apprehension invade every line of her body. In a nervous gesture she tucked her hair behind her ear and licked her dry lips. "What do you mean you have to go? Go where?" Blue eyes lifted and held her in a steady gaze. "With them." Hannah's eyes widened. "With them?" She moved to his side, her hands reaching for his arms as the need to shake sense into him took over her. Not that she had the strength to do that. "Are you crazy? They'll kill you." Kai lifted cool hands and framed her face, tipping it up to his, blue eyes as luminous as ever. Hannah stared speechlessly at him, hazel eyes wide open. She sought for some sign of weakness in his decision, to see if she could change his mind... but all she saw on his face was absolute resolve. To her shock and embarrassment, moisture flooded her eyes and she pulled her face from his gentle hold to look away. "You're an idiot." She said, her voice husky with the effort of holding back tears. "A suicidal idiot." Kai wrapped his arms around her and drew her close, buried his face in her neck as her own arms locked around his waist. Her body shuddered against his and Hannah took in a deep steadying breath. "I know." He murmured against her skin. "Hannah... once I leave, I want you to leave this place okay? Go back home. They might come after you if they find out that you're not human anymore." Her arms tightened around him. "What about the wolf merging thing?" "I grounded you when I mated you." This time she couldn't bring herself to get angry. Instead she just gave a sad sigh. "Why do you never tell me these things?" Kai gave a dry laugh. "Because." "Because." She echoed. "Promise me you'll do what I'm telling you to." She pulled away and stepped back from him. Her hands lifted and buried themselves against the roots at the front of her head before turning away from him. "Why can't you j-just come with me?" She hiccupped. Damn it, she was going to cry. Hands wrapped around her once more and drew her back against that toned body she'd gotten to know so well so quickly. "I can't." Hannah ignored him. "I mean, do wolves usually abandon their mates so easily?" "You know I wouldn't do that." "I'm sorry, what are you doing then?" Something wet slid down her cheek and she wiped viciously at it. "Don't cry." He whispered. "How can I not cry Kai? You're leaving me to go with those people so that they can kill you for a crime that you did not commit. Should I be laughing? Is that what you'd like me to do?" "No." He said quietly. His arms slid away from her waist. The heat and hardness of his body left hers. Hannah shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. "I have to go." He was actually going to do with it. Her arms wrapped tighter around her middle and she bowed her head. He wasn't going to listen to any argument she might come up with. "Hannah." She felt his fingers brush her hair away from her neck. Warm breath fell on her skin and then, soft lips brushed her nape. Steps moved away from her. The door opened... Then shut quietly. *** Hannah stuffed everything violently into her bag. Her hands for some reason hadn't stopped trembling since he left, and her chest ached, making it a struggle for her to breathe. But she ignored all that. He'd told her to go hadn't he? Well, she was doing what he wanted. The bastard. The idiot. Kai. Her hands paused. Her whole body started shuddering as the first sob burst from her lips. She was shocked, she hadn't cried like this since she'd been a kid. Overwhelmed by it she sank to the floor, wrapping her arms around her legs and dropping her head onto her knees as she allowed the volatile emotions out. She must've sat there on the ugly carpet for hours, crying until she finally began to calm down. And it was as then; as she reduced the sobs to hiccups that she heard it. Steps on the hard wood floor outside, leading up to her and Kai's room. For a moment her heart skipped a beat and she half rose from the floor, thinking it was Kai who's managed to get away from the wolf creeps and come back to her. But then the clicking registered as did the walking pattern. The person coming was not Kai. It was a woman and she was headed straight for their room. It had to be because they had picked the last room in that row. Hannah glanced around the room, looking for something that she could use as a weapon. Kai wasn't going to be here to save her this time. Her eyes landed on the lamp and Hannah jumped to her feet. Wiping the remaining tears from her face, she headed for the night stand. She yanked the plug out and then grabbed the stem of the lamp before hurrying to stand behind the door. Then the weirdest thing happened. Her body stilled instantly, her breath calming and her senses expanding. As if she were a predator awaiting its prey. Was it the wolf spirit? A key turned in the lock. Hannah didn't move an inch. The door handle turned and the door opened slowly. A heavy scent of flowers drifted in. Definitely a woman, Hannah thought. A head with long ginger hair poked in. Hannah didn't even hesitate. She brought the lamp down hard. The woman jerked and headed the floor. Hannah moved fast and caught her before she could make noise, then with little difficulty, she dragged the groaning woman inside. Laying her down gently on the floor, she rushed to close the door and then she turned, leaning on the door as she kept her eyes on the woman who lay groaning and moving aimlessly on the floor. Her first thought was that she was a really beautiful woman. Her ginger hair was really long and fell all over the floor in great waves. Her skin was pale and on the bridge of her nose there were several freckles. She was so petite, she reminded Hannah of a pixie. An idiot pixie, who had just walked into the wrong room. "Who the hell are you?" She snarled and watched as the woman's eyes blinked open and she lowered her hands from her head. Her eyes were green. A vibrant green. Currently those eyes widened in what seemed to Hannah to be shock. "What?" Hannah snapped. Clutching her head, the woman shot to her feet. The light caught on the pentagon at her throat and Hannah frowned. What the hell? However it didn't take her that long to figure it out. This was the witch Kai had called because of the wolf spirit. What the hell was she doing here now? "Y-you - you're still h-here?" She stammered, mouth flapping like a fish out of water. "What? What are you talking about?" Hannah snapped. "Why didn't they take you?" As soon as the words left her mouth, the witch gasped and snapped her mouth shut. Confusion was clear on Hannah's face as she stared at the obviously stupid woman before her. And Kai had wanted this person to make her okay? He was more of an idiot then she thought. Wait a minute. How did she know the wolf people had been here? Hannah's hazel eyes sharpened and the confused look on her face faded as realisation hit her hard. "It was you!" She hissed. "That's how they knew how to find us. You told them where we were!" The woman backed up, hands up in an appeasing gesture. Her green eyes were darting around the room, clearly trying to find a way to get past her and escape. Fuck this. Fuck Kai. There was no way she was just going to do what he wanted. She wasn't his little lap dog like he seemed to think. With a snarl, Hannah took a threatening step forward. Something in her shifted and she felt her muscles tense. "Where did they take him?" "I d-d-don't know. I s-swear." The girl stammered. "Liar." Then the most disturbing thing happened. One second Hannah was lunging at the woman and the next she was standing over her cowering frame. The woman was clutching a bloody torn arm and tears were streaming down her face. Hannah grimaced as she became aware of a metallic taste in her mouth. Her eyes widened. What had just happened? The watery green eyes were big and fearful. The pink bud mouth was trembling as the pathetic witch tried to drag herself away. "He mated you!" She whispered in shock. "How-how is it possible?" Her soft voice was filled with disbelief. "A new wolf can't shape shift until the third full moon." Hannah stared. She touched a trembling hand to her lips and when it came away there were smudges of red on her fingers. She'd shape shifted. Like Kai had on the first day they'd met. Wow. Then a grin curved her lips. It seemed like she and her wolf spirit were going to be getting along just fine from now on. Focus Hannah, she snapped at herself. Hazel eyes refocused on the bloodied witch and her lip curled. "Tell me where they took him," she said quietly, "or, I'll tear your throat out. You have five seconds to make your choice." *** The witch did have some talents after all. She managed to cloak them both and they sneaked inside what looked like a settlement place in the middle of the dark forest. There was a giant circle of pieces of wood that stretched way up high over their heads, then inside there were small hut-like houses all over the place, with fires burning here and there. Hannah felt as if she had just walked into the Dark Ages. They moved behind a particularly big hut and suddenly, Hannah could see the witch again. "This is it." The witch murmured. "We're here." "Fine. Where would he be?" Hannah demanded, peeking around the wall to gauge the number of people around. There weren't that many. At least not as many as she'd been expecting. "They must've locked him up for the retribution ceremony." Hannah looked at her. "He told me about that. Where would they lock him up?" "There is a small dome," the witch pointed, her arm heavily bandaged, "towards the back, he's most likely to be there." Hannah's hazel eyes reflected the waning light as they narrowed. "You're not lying to me are you? Because if you are, I'll find you." Hannah paused for effect. "And I'll kill you." The witch visibly swallowed before clearing her throat. "No. No I'm not." Hannah gave one curt nod. Flicking another look around them and started to straighten when the witch caught her wrist. "Wait." "What?" Hannah turned back with a hiss. "They'll still go after you even if you manage to get him out." "What's your point?" The witch shrugged and fell back on the floor. "Well, if you insist on going on a suicide mission let me give you some advice. Kill the Alpha." "Why?" "If Kai were to kill the Alpha then Kai would become the next Alpha, and if he's the Alpha - then no one can touch him. He becomes the ultimate hunter. Get it?" Hannah watched her suspiciously. "Why are you helping me out now?" She shrugged again. "I like Kai." "Then why betray him?" "Why else? Money. They offered me a lot of it. And I choose my skin over anyone else's any day." Hannah arched a brow. "How's that working out for you?" "At the moment, not very good." She actually sounded sheepish and Hannah found herself thinking that they would have gotten along in different circumstances - but as it was... she was the bitch who had sold them out. Hannah looked at her for a moment. "You better go, it's real quiet right now, but if you don't get a move on - they'll be onto you in a second." The witch pointed out. Hannah sneered. "The way I'm feeling right now, those bastards better not come anywhere near me." The witch smirked. Hannah took in a deep breath, gave her a brief nod and then keeping a look out for anyone who might see her, she moved quickly, keeping to the shadows of the surrounding wood to make it even harder to spot her. Her heart was beating something fierce and she could feel the adrenalin. But fear was just one step behind. She could feel it lurking deep down in the pit of her stomach. At any moment, someone could just look her way and make her out. Hannah gave her head a brief and hard shake before pushing that daunting emotion as far back as she was able, then she sped up ever so slightly. She must've been on the move for at least five minutes before she spotted what the witch had described. The dome. There were two openings that she could see. They seemed like windows, but they had no glass or anything else that served as a barrier for someone trying to get in through them. Her heart beat increased and she felt a small drop of moisutre run down the line of her spine. Before she changed her mind, she took a deep breath and started forward. Her body, she kept as close to the ground as she could. And I told Kai he was suicidal, Hannah thought to herself. I'm as suicidal as he is, no wonder we're mates, she thought as she crawled closer to the window closest to her. But even though she made sure to keep to the shadows and floor, this area seemed like it was deserted, which was weird because Kai was quite smart. If she'd been in their position she would've made sure that someone was watching over him. Idiots. Hannah was only an inch or so away from the window when she heard it. A laugh. A very sexy, very female laugh. Instantly, the wolf presence inside her was on its feet and snarling. Gritting her teeth, Hannah tried to ignore it and slowly got up, her hands on the warm stone of the dome as she stretched herself on tip toe to look inside...and as she did, her breath wooshed out as if she had been punched in the stomach. "Kai." She whispered. To be continued... Wolf Man Ch. 09 (Hey guys, a thousand apologies for the delays but I've been really busy. Howevre, I am near the end of this story so bear with me a little longer. I know this chp. is a little short but it was hard to get back into the rhythm. Hope this doesn't dissappoint. Once again, sorry. Alice xXxx) Hannah couldn't move. She stayed still, the danger of standing out there completely having escaped her mind as her overly bright hazel eyes remained glued to the sight inside the domelike room. On a stiff wooden chair was Kai. The perfect skin of his arms was filmed with sweat, adding an almost hypnotic quality to it's texture which was only topped by thin cuts that were now criss-crossing the strained muscles. His arms were tied behind the back of the chair. From what she could see, his legs were tied to the chair as well. His head was hanging low, making the fall of black hair fall against his chest and in the process, shielded his face from her. But worse then that was the other person in the room. The woman was an amazon. Tall, all toned body, with wavy black hair that was even longer then Kai's. Her skin was just as beautiful. She wore a tight black mini and a long sleeved tight fitting black top, which was quite surprising considering the weather. Her hair was loose down her back and she was walking around Kai in circles, the heels of her short black boots clicking on the hard floor. Her features were almost regal, with high cheekbones and slashing grey eyes... there were three dark blue marks on her cheek that looked like paint but Hannah couldn't be sure, nor did she care, because everything in her was focused on the small vicious knife that the woman held and kept on fencing around Kai's body as she let out another laugh. Fighting to keep calm whilst trying to think of what to do now, she felt her heart slam against her chest as she watched the woman stop in front of Kai and lean forward, placing her hands on the back of the chair. The woman leaned her head close to Kai's and a hand tucked his hair behind an ear. Incidentally, she did this on the side that Hannah could see... and as his face was revealed she felt something squeeze in her chest. She was going to kill that bitch. His gorgeous face... there was a big blue black shiny bruise, smack on the curve of his jaw and another just catching his cheekbone. "Must be pretty annoying for you, hmm Kai?" The woman purred into his ear, before flicking out her tongue against his lobe. Hannah clenched her teeth and her fingers dug into the stone, not even registering the rough edges of it cutting into her skin. "You could've had me... and eventually you would've become the alpha you know... and look at you now." She laughed mockingly, making her face even more beautiful than before, in a really twisted evil-witch sort of way. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she swung a leg over his denim clad thighs and settled on his lap, scooted up a little until her body was pressed flush against his. The woman gave a small appreciative moan and shifted suggestively against him. "You can still have me..." she murmured persuasively, "I suppose now you know your place... don't you Kai?" She placed a chaste kiss on the bruise on his jaw. "I bet becoming my mate now, doesn't sound like such a bad idea does it?" A soft rusty laugh escaped Kai, the first sound he had made since Hannah had arrived at that window. "I already have one thanks." He rasped. Hannah felt warmth fill her at his words, but she couldn't continue to stand out here and watch this but - what to do? The woman leaned back, a mocking smile curving her lips. "Oh please... the human? She could never be enough for you. We have extreme...animalistic urges, Kai," she continued in that grating purring tone, "she could never satisfy you, wolf man." Hannah just caught a glimpse of the curve of that delicious mouth. "Believe me when I tell you Savannah - that you would never be able to match up." He sneered. "And she, satisfy's my... animalistic urges just fine." Hannah dropped her forehead on her hands and took a deep breath. She was definitely going to show him how true that comment was when this thing was all over. In fact, she'd make sure that both of them wouldn't be able to walk for weeks. A loud crack and her head snapping back up to see Kai's face turned to the other side. Savannah's hand was still poised in the air. And for the second time that day - the new presence inside her body just took over, because when she came to she was sitting with her legs stretched full length in front of her and her eyes fixed on her hands... She gulped at the crimson she saw there before lifting cautious eyes to take in the sprawled body of the amazon, who amazingly enough didn't seem to have a scratch on her. Apart from the large five deep cuts on the side of her neck and a similar wound on one of her perfect thighs. "Hannah." She jumped violently at the soft sound of her name and she twisted her neck around to find blue eyes that she had only not seen for a short while. Now that she was in front of him like this, still slightly dazed and feeling a little queasy, the constricting feeling in her chest only worsened. There was a long thin cut on the right side of his face and nicks and scratches here and there on his chest. Watching her stare dumbly at him he arched his brow in that infuriating way. "Did you completely ignore what I told you, to just sit there and stare at me?" He asked dryly. Hannah just remained where she was, looking at him over her shoulder, mouth gaping slightly as her wide hazel eyes continued to run over and over his long frame. Kai let his eyes drift away from her to take in the unconscious woman in front of her. He gave a sigh. "At least you didn't kill her." At that comment, Hannah seemed to come back to herself and she glared. "She slapped you. I mean - normally that would be fine - but she also took the liberty of sitting on your lap, licking your ear and kissing your cheek. I think I was entitled to more then a small punch don't you?" She asked, hazel eyes daring him to mock her. He grinned. "I wondered if you'd seen that." Hazel eyes sharpened. "You knew I was outside?" "Of course, as if I wouldn't sense my own mate's presence." He scoffed. Suddenly, the praise she'd heard him spout off to the black haired bitch didn't sound as heart warming as before. Maybe she wouldn't screw him senseless after all. The jerk. "You know Kai," she began as she pushed herself to her feet, "some things you should just keep to yourself." She advised, spotting the knife that had probably been knocked from the woman's hand as, Hannah assumed, she'd attacked her. His grin just widened, which was an amazing feat considering the state of him. Hannah shook her head as she picked up the knife and then moved towards him. She should have figured this was what was going to happen. She came here to save his ass from his idiot people and did he say thank you? Nooo, when it came to Kai, it seemed 'thank you' wasn't a necessary word in his vocabulary. Feeling more then a little vicious as Hannah remembered the other woman plastered all over her mate and she cut the ropes at his ankles a little too angrily, causing the tip of the knife to brush a little too tightly against his trouser leg. Kai threw her a questioning glance. "Feeling a little violent baby?" Hannah gritted her teeth. "Shut up. Just shut up." She hissed before going around him to cut through the cords binding his wrists. "By the way," she said, tone still conveying her annoyance, "just to let you know that it was your friend the witch who turned you in." She saw his back stiffen and couldn't help but smirk a little. Apparently, he didn't know everything. "It was also your friend the witch who brought me here. So maybe after this is all done and over with, we can cut her some slack." "Hn." Was his only response as his wrists came free. Dropping the ropes, she came around to face him again as he started to rub feeling back into red marked skin. She wet her lips nervously. "She also said that uh... you should kill the Alpha." Blue eyes snapped up. "The Alpha." He repeated, slowly getting to his feet. Hannah waved the knife a little as she started to elaborate. "Yeah, something about how if you kill him - then you become the Alpha and then they can't hunt you down because you're the Alpha and so on and so forth." Her eyes were now sliding down his body distractedly. Even with all those scratches and bruises, he still managed to be the most delectable piece of man she'd ever laid her eyes on. For a few seconds, he just stood there looking back at her. Not commenting on anything that she'd said. Then he gave a slow nod. "But that wouldn't be easy." Hannah snorted out a laugh. "You think?" Kai shrugged before stepping forward, the look in his eyes shifting from considering to hunger in a heart beat. She stepped back. "You know - we probably shouldn't stand here for too long." She said, trying to divert his attention. Because if they locked lips here - they might get too distracted... and in this situation that wasn't a very smart idea. "Seeing as I knocked Princess Bitch out -" Too late. She couldn't even bring herself to voice another protest. She just sighed into his mouth and melted into that iron hard frame as his arms closed around her and his warm tongue dipped into her mouth. The man was truly crazy if he had thought that she would willingly leave this behind. Of course his annoying personality had something to do with it but sometimes it just wasn't his strongest point. She pressed her self tightly against him and had to hold back a moan at how good it felt to have her breasts pressed against that chest as her tongue did a slow sweep up the centre of his. She could feel his heat even through their clothes and the violent beat of his heart against hers, assured her that he really was glad to see her. If she could've she would have gone at him there and then, but as it was... another attack from some unexpected visitor trying to drag him or her off, would probably do her in. Regretting it, she pulled back and their lips loosed each other with a small pop. Panting, she laid her head on the warm skin of his chest, focusing on calming her breathing down. "You were supposed to leave you know." His lips whispered against her hair. Hannah let out a small dry laugh. "As if I'll ever do what you tell me to. If you thought I would, then you were obviously dreaming with your eyes open." She tipped her head up then, wanting to meet his eyes. "Besides, if I want a hero, I think I'd get one with a better temper." A strong hand crawled into her hair and fisted there, holding her still as he pressed his forehead against hers, keeping their lips a small inch apart. Hannah shivered as she felt his warm breath fan her still sensitive lips. "So... what now?" She whispered. She hadn't really thought out a real plan, and she was hoping to god that he already had something in mind. Otherwise this wouldn't be ending very well. Heat curled itself in the pit of her stomach when he took advantage of their proximity and flicked his tongue across her bottom lip... laving it again and again before taking a small nip that had her eyes sliding shut. Then he pulled reluctantly away and sighed. Hannah peeked at him from still lowered lashes and saw a resigned expression on his perfect, bruised face. Blue eyes began to harden into a glacial blue. "I guess since we're here, we might as well get this over and done with." Wolf Moon Russ stood in the center of pack's grove with the pale light of the full moon shining down on him. He stood under its radiance while the rest of the pack stood back in shadow forming a loose circle. The moon light seemed to lighten his short cut hair, turning it from a dark blonde to a liquid silver. He took in a deep breath through his nostrils to steady himself. He could smell the forest and the combined scent of all the other werewolves gathered around him. His face was set like stone as he renewed his determination. "I have chosen a mate," he said in a loud, strong voice to the others circled around him, "I call to Brittany to come and join with me." His finger rose to point to her in the crowd. This was the moment of truth. He had taken the risk of rejection, now he waited to see the result of his action. Brittany stepped out from the shadows so that moonlight could cast its glow on her. Long, sable hair hung loosely over her shoulders. It seemed silk smooth in the silvery light. The light blue of her eyes seemed to take on a slight glow. All of this stood out against pale skin that seemed to be cast from the very light of the moon. To Russ's relief she smiled and announced, "I accept." That was only the first step though. Russ bellowed loudly his challenge, "Does anyone challenge my claim to this bitch?" "I do!" roared Trevor as he stepped out into the light while tugging off his shirt. He was tall and burly compared to Russ. He snarled at Russ. Trevor had long held a grudge against Russ, and he had also hoped to take Brittany as his. He was not going to waste time on ceremony and began to transform. He was going straight for the warform, the most beastly aspect. He wanted blood, there would be no restraint. Russ had expected this and snarled in turn. "Then face me dog," he growled the insult as his own transformation started. His body grew rapidly, increasing in both height and muscle mass. Clothing ripped and burst apart as he outgrew it or he reached down and pulled it apart to free himself of any impediment in the coming battle. His legs twisted and reshaped with sickening cracks and pops to digitigrade, canine legs. He stretched till he would have stood near seven feet tall if he were not crouched forward while his already wide shoulders spread more as muscle mass bulked up to give him inhuman strength. His face elongated into a muzzle while his teeth shifted to become long, razor sharp fangs. Hands became rending claws while dark gray fur spread to cover his body. Ears moved up his head to become longer and stand out straight while his eyes took on a yellow cast. His genitals grew and reshaped towards a more hybrid quality, and pulled back into his body for safety from the coming conflict. In a matter of heartbeats the two men were now giant, bipedal wolves. The two werewolves faced each other with blood lust in their eyes. Trevor in his black furred warform still towered over Russ, but Russ did not back down. Neither was about to wait on the other to move and launched forward to go on the offensive. While Trevor leapt to come down from on high, Russ stepped to the side. Trevor's vicious slash caught only air, but left him open to Russ's claws. Russ raked his clawed hands over Trevor's chest leaving bloody gouges. The wounds were deep, but nothing that a werewolf could not heal. In theory the fight was not suppose to be lethal in any event, but the rage had been boiling in both for a long time. Trevor came around fast, intent on grappling Russ. Russ knew this to be to Trevor's advantage with his greater size and strength, but still met the attack head on. The two fell into a clawing, biting embrace. Trevor landed a hard punch across Russ's muzzle. Russ in turn brought up a leg for a powerful kick into Trevor's abdomen. Trevor tried to pin down Russ's arms, wanting to strike at the smaller werewolf's throat with his fangs. Russ may have lacked Trevor's bulk but was not an unskilled combatant. Dropping low, Russ was able to grab hold of Trevor's waist and lift him, then slam him down onto the ground. The hard slam knocked the air out of Trevor's lungs which was all that Russ required. He moved to pin down his enemy's chest then proceeded to claw and punch at his face. Trevor was forced to throw his arms up to shield himself now that Russ was inside of his guard. Russ tore blood gashes along Trevor's arms before leaning down to bite at his shoulder. Trevor howled in pain as Russ tore free a chunk of flesh. Using all of his strength, Trevor grabbed onto Russ's body and flung him to the side. Both were quick to regain their feet and start circling. Russ knew that he had Trevor on the ropes and was not about to let his advantage slip away. He darted in for one quick after another, wearing down his dark furred opponent. Finally, Russ saw the opening he needed and went low. His claws bit into Trevor's hamstring and sheared through it. Trevor went down hard and Russ was over him in an instant. Russ was now the one towering over Trevor with his fangs and claws ready to strike the savage final blow. Trevor was left with no other recourse, but to tilt his head back and expose his throat, the ultimate sign of his submission. Russ was coming in fast for the kill, vision read with blood lust, but at the last moment he came up short, accepting the surrender. Russ stood up tall and let out a howl of victory. He forced himself to focus for a moment, to bring about the partial change inside of his body necessary for him to speak. In a loud, guttural voice he spoke to everyone as Trevor crawled away to heal and lick his wounds, "Does anyone else challenge me for this bitch?!" The crowd stood silent. No other male would challenge Russ tonight. That meant it was now Brittany's turn. She looked around the crowd and asked loudly, "And does anyone challenge me for this male?" She looked hard at the crowd and bared her teeth, threatening any female that might. Several looked like they were considering it, but decided against. With the challenges finished, the only thing left for the new couple was to seal their commitment. "Come," Russ ordered in guttural, commanding voice. Brittany obeyed without hesitation, strolling towards him so that they stood together in the center of the grove with the moonlight illuminating them. She reached out to stroke his fur then leaned forward to lick him with her soft human tongue. Her tongue traced over slowly closing battle wounds. She stood on the tips of her toes to lick his muzzle. He in turned licked her face with his large, canine tongue. They looked at each other and let out growls, baring their respective teeth. Russ slid his huge hands over her body as he started to slash apart her cloths. Brittany did not resist, nor did she flinch when his razor claws left small scratches in her flesh. She knew things would become far rougher than this, but with her own regenerative abilities, there was no need to fear the wounds she would suffer. In less than minute Brittany's cloths had been destroyed and lay in tatters. Russ placed a strong hand on her head and gripped her hair tight. He forced her to look up into his hungry eyes. Brittany smiled, her teeth bared and growled at him to show her eagerness. He gave a sharp tug to her hair. She moaned in a mix of pleasure and pain. Her eyes turned to the ground in submission. As soon as Russ started to push down, Brittany dropped to her knees in eager obedience. This put her at eye level with his cock. It was already slipping out of his body, hard with arousal. While his cock had slid into a sheath like a wolf's, it appeared mostly human as it slid out. However, it was an angry red and seemed to glow as the moonlight washed over its wet coating. Brittany did not require any prodding to lean in and lick up the shaft. Her tongue slide up its whole length in a single, slow lap. She let out a pleased moan as she licked her lips, enjoying his masculine taste. Brittany's own inner beast was growing hungry as well with the need to please her new mate. She placed her lips over the swollen head, taking what she could fit into her mouth. Her hand stroked along the length of his shaft, the other clawing at his thigh with her nails. Russ growled with pleasure as he felt Brittany's tongue swirl over his throbbing member. He looked up to the moon and let out a resounding howl. His blood was on fire with desire. Even as his won cock throbbed, he could smell her aroused scent waft up through the air. The feel of her soft lips and tongue on his monstrous cock was filling his mind with a feral lust. His hips started to push forward, needing more. Russ pulled Brittany's wonderful mouth off of his cock then pushed her to turn around. She took the hint with a smile and as soon as she had pivoted, she felt forward on to her hands. She raised her ass up into the air as she spread her legs. As she waited for what she knew would come, she glanced around the grove. Hidden in the shadows she could see the others watching raptly. Judging by the movement, some were masturbating or at least touching themselves. She could smell the scents of the others arousal. All of the other bitches were in heat, wishing that they were the ones about to receive a mate. Russ gripped Brittany's hips in his clawed hands. The sharp points bit in, but the man deep inside forced restraint. It would be all to easy to loose control and destroy her while she wore her human form. Instead, his claws only lightly broke the flesh for a small trickle of blood. Brittany was tough though, he would not have chosen otherwise. She gave a slight whimper of pain and clawed at the soil, but as he body relaxed it turned int a low moan. The head of Russ's cock pressed against the wet and waiting lips of Brittany's waiting pussy. He let out a pleased snarl as he rubbed it teasingly against her. Brittany gave her own growl of pleasure. She shuddered at his touch with a deep and longing need. There was a dread to her as well though. She could feel the gargantuan thing pressed to her and had to wounder how it could possibly enter her with out sundering her body. Forward the beastly cock pressed. Russ lifted his head up in a long howl of pleasure as he slowly penetrated her. The massive girth filled her completely, to the point of breaking. This in turn caused her tightness to crush down on his steel shaft. She would have been frightfully tight even on his human cock, but like this it seemed nearly impossible that they could fit together. Brittany cried out in a mix of anguish and bliss for each inch that slid in. If not for Russ's claws she would have pulled away. Her jerking body did cause his claws to trail crimson lines over beautiful pale flesh. This all added to the mix of pain and pleasure. The fleshy spear pushed until it his the barrier of cervix, causing her to grunt loudly. He was as far as he could go, leaving some of his shaft unable to slide in. Russ slid his paws over Brittany's body as he started to rock his hips. He pulled back then pushed in hard, causing her body to rock. He marred the delicate human skin with his claws as he thrust into her. Together they rutted like the animals that they were. Each powerful thrust shot lighting through Brittany's body. Each squeeze of Brittany's tight pussy fueled the lustful fury inside of Russ. Brittany panted as Russ's thrusts became faster and more violent. Her head tilted back in a long moan at a particularly hard pump of his hips. For all that she felt like she could take no more, she wanted it even harder. Every inch of her body was on fire from his claws. They reached down to grasp her full breasts for a hard squeeze. The claws dug into the sensitive flesh for a crippling wave of pleasure. It was as he leaned forward to lick up over her back and shoulder then bit down that she was pushed over the edge. Her body began to shake uncontrollably as pleasure spasms wracked her whole form. It was like nothing she had ever experienced. Her arms collapsed under her, to weak from the mind numbing pleasure to do anything but take the savage fucking. Russ would not have thought that she could become tighter. As her pussy clenched around him though, it was like she was working to milk out his life force. With a powerful roar he pushed in harder. He leaned forward for more leverage and worked his hips like lighting. Each brutal thrust seemed to rip more pleasure from Brittany's quivering body. He in turn was growing more aroused as her juices flooded over his cock. Brittany was lost in the waves of pleasure. She could not focus or even control her body. His every thrust pressed her face to the ground. She was completely at his mercy, and that made it all the more sweeter. Then she felt it. The shaft that was nearly tearing her apart already had begun to swell. She had known to expect this, but nothing could have prepared her for it. The knot in his shaft had swollen till it felt like there was a fist inside of her, helping the head of his cock punch at her core. It was a brutal pleasure that could not be resisted. Her body launched into another orgasm, then another. Her juices slid down her thighs and his cock as she howled in pleasure. Russ had reached his peak as Brittany crushed his cock inside of her pussy. His balls grew painfully tight as he humped against his mate with animal need. He was lost in the pleasure, his thrusts becoming erratic as instinct pushed him towards release. He threw his head back in a deafening howl as he started to cum. His balls squeezed tight and released a hot flood of cum. Spurt after spurt shot from his shuddering body. His claws sunk in deep into Brittany's flesh as he lost control. He panted from the exertion, pleasure still racing through his body. Brittany's pussy was still spasming around his hypersensitive cock, and he could not just pull out with the knot in place. He howled again as he rode out the pleasure. Finally, with both of their primal lusts sated and all of their energy spent, the new mates collapsed together on the ground. Russ moved his weight to the side as he licked at Brittany. She turned her head back to lick and kiss his hairy muzzle. They lay there on the ground, held together until the knot deflated. Now was their time to bond. The rest of the pack melded into the darkness, heading off into the night to leave the new mates alone to hold each other and rest. This was only the first time the couple would mate tonight.