Craving the Alpha: Part One: BBW Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance (Lycan Lovers) (6 page)

Thrusting his jaw out, Markus grabbed my hand. “He can’t protect you from anyone, not even himself,” he said, nudging me toward the doorway. “There is only one way to make sure you are safe tonight and going forward.” He looked directly into my eyes and said, “You are staying with me. Change back and put on your clothes, we will go to my cabin.”

Markus and I quickly took turns using the bedroom; changing back into our human forms and throwing on our clothes as quickly as possible. My hands shook as I zipped up my hoodie. What was going to happen if Dorian found out I had stayed with Markus? But I didn’t see any other way. Dorian was passed out asleep and I couldn’t be alone after experiencing this new body and new life. I didn’t know what else could be coming my way and I wanted someone with me who could help if something went wrong.

We bolted out of the cabin as quick as we could, and walked to Markus’s.

CHAPTER SIX

Back at Markus’s cabin, I awkwardly wondered what I should do. The cabin was a man cave with a brass studded leather sofa and several chairs interspersed with solid maple side tables. It was comfortable, very masculine, and surprisingly tidy. There was no way I could sit on his sofa with beads of sweat dripping from me and mud caked on my body from the hunt; plus, my clothes had been through the ringer these past two days.

“Well, make yourself at home,” Markus said. “I’ve got the bed in the other room where you can sleep, and I will take the couch. Would you like something to eat or drink?” He moved to the kitchen and started rooting through the cupboards for coffee and tea.

“N-no, I’m fine,” I stammered awkwardly. “I just want to shower… I’m all shook up from the run and don’t think I want anything; well maybe just some tea.” Not hungry? That was a new one for me but I couldn’t think about food right now.

Markus gingerly grabbed a chamomile tea packet from the cabinet, and put a kettle on the stove. Then he walked to the bathroom, turning the faucet in the shower to warm. “How hot do you like it?”

Oh, God. Here I was, in a man cave with a sexy werewolf man, about to take a shower with him only a room away, just a thin wall between us? I felt so embarrassed. All of the werewomen were so fit and tan from running around in the woods all day.

I plopped my mud splattered body on the couch, giving up and Markus came over with two cups of tea and a side of honey. “Would you like some honey in your tea?” he asked, looking into my eyes.

He was just a foot away and I could feel his dark eyes gaze probing my brown ones as he asked. It felt like he genuinely cared about me and was concerned about how I was doing. It had been a long time since I had felt that someone cared about me at all. My aunt was never too mindful of my whereabouts and I didn’t have many close friends. It felt nice, for once, for someone to be so kind and thoughtful.

“Yes,” I said softly, my words catching in my throat. Markus leaned over and poured the honey into my cup. I could smell that scent again, see the definition of his arm as it reached towards my mug … it was all I could do from reaching out to touch his tan bicep. What would it be like, to be with a werewolf man? Feeling my face flush, I turned away with an awkward silence.

“What’s wrong?” Markus asked quickly. “Are you okay?”

“Oh, I- I’m fine,” I stammered, feeling silly, “I, uh, I’m just thinking about everything, it’s a lot.”

“I know,” Markus said soothingly, staring into my eyes, “It’ll be ok. I know that you are with Dorian, but I am here for you, whatever you need. I just want to make sure you are protected and safe. Kristen … when I first saw you in that hall, I knew I wanted you. There was no other option for me. You are so, so … exquisitely beautiful.”

I sat in stunned silence—beautiful? People often called me cute, or kind, but not beautiful. And I could tell by the way he was looking me over he really liked my curves. It felt … nice. I looked back at him, smiling. “Really,” I said, “You think I’m beautiful?”

“Kristen. Wolves have a strong sense of smell and it leads to their desire. With your looks and your scent, I knew you were my chosen mate. I’m … so sorry, I’ve spoken too much. I know you are Dorian’s she-wolf now. I apologize. I’ve overstepped my boundaries.”

“No, Markus. I don’t know about my choice now. I mean, Dorian wasn’t there for me for the change. To be honest with you, I didn’t know who to choose. I was, um, very attracted to you initially, but that woman was pointing to Dorian and I thought maybe that was the way I should go. I’m so embarrassed, I realize now she only did that because she wanted you for herself. I know she’s older but she is used to this life and she is so fit and pretty. I’m sure she’s better for you.”

“No!” said Markus forcefully, grabbing my arm with a tender, yet firm grip. “No, she is not the one for me. I can assure you of that!”

I looked into his deep, dark pools, his eyes glistened with an earnestness, a promise. I believed him; I knew he was telling the truth. We sat in silence just looking at each other. After a few moments, it seemed he had made a decision. Not giving me too much time to think, he pulled me towards his body and gruffly said, “We need to shower now.”

Did I hear him say
we
? “Isn’t that a bit presumptuous of you—and what about Dorian? What about the council, and the rules?” I asked. But even as I asked the questions, I knew I wasn’t fooling anybody. He knew I wanted him as much as he wanted me.

His eyes grew even darker for a second. “Fuck the council, fuck Dorian. I knew you were the one for me the minute I laid eyes on you.”

My knees felt weak. His desire was so intense it excited me. My lips parted as I started to protest, but what the hell. I wanted Markus more than anything. Butterflies rushed through my stomach and I felt myself getting excited.

Without waiting for a response, he grabbed my hand, leading me towards the shower. “Kristen, let me know if you want me to stop. If Dorian is really the one for you, I will not go any further.”

I couldn’t resist anymore. His musky scent, his cinnamon eyes, his sizzling hot body, it was all so overwhelming to me. I needed him; I was consumed with want for him. I wanted him to take me, more than anything I had ever wanted before.

He leaned forward, kissing me with his smooth, full lips, first sweet and soft, then strong and filled with longing. He tasted like pine and honey, a sweet yet savory mixture that made my spine tingle. I opened my mouth with enjoyment, wanting more. Seizing his opportunity, his tongue entered my mouth and licked mine. I could feel the intensity between us as our hands started roaming each other’s bodies. Pressing myself closer to him, my heart pounded with excitement against his warm, burly chest.

“Let me take off your clothes,” Markus whispered in my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my back. He never stopped kissing me as he used two hands to unbutton my jeans, only releasing my mouth when he bent down to slide off my pants, leaving on my tiny panties. He ran his smooth hand up and down my creamy legs, stroking the inside of my thighs in a circular motion, arousing me even more. My pussy was getting so wet; his hands were so close to touching it. “Mmm,” he smiled, licking his lips. He stood up and removed my hoodie and top over my head, relishing each minute. Now I was just in my bra and panties, standing before him.

“Oh God, Markus,” I was so aroused and excited, I couldn’t contain myself. I reached for his shirt, taking it off to reveal his perfect abs and tanned olive skin. I kissed his chest over and over, feeling the warmth of his skin as I trailed down his body. Bending my knees I slid his pants off, and I positioned myself on the floor. All that was left between me and his cock were his thin boxer briefs, tight against his swelling bulge.

“Not so fast, baby” he said, “let me take care of you first.” He lifted up my chin and looked into my eyes, “let’s get in the shower”.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the shower, turning the chrome handles to hot. Turning back to me, he took off my bra; his face lit with excitement when he saw my nipples perked and hard underneath anticipating his touch. “Mmm … so luscious, I can’t resist you,” he said gruffly. He kissed me forcefully and cupped my full, round breasts in his hands, circling his fingers around my nipples. His mouth moved down the left side of my neck, making me arch my head for him, as he trailed down to my breasts. He licked my nipple and flicked it with his tongue, making my pussy even wetter. He moved to my other breast and started to do the same, and then his warm hands were sliding down my stomach…

“Oh my God, you’re so wet baby,” Markus groaned throatily, when he finally touched the outside of my panties. He pulled them off of me, and thrust his fingers inside.

“Oh God!” It hurt for a second because it had been a while since I’d been touched there, but then my body relaxed and gave in to the waves of pleasure he was providing. “Mmm, Markus,” I whimpered, burying my face into his neck.

“Get in Kristen,” Markus motioned to the shower, giving me a sexy grin. I stepped into the spray, feeling the warm water cascading over my naked body.

Markus pulled off his boxer briefs, and I gasped aloud. His cock was huge, perfectly formed and shaped. He was so hard and ready for me. I knew I was going to feel every inch of him inside me, and I couldn’t wait for the pleasure he was going to bring.

He stepped inside the shower and held me, running his fingers up and down my trembling body. “Let me get you nice and clean and then I’m going to make you come so good baby.”

I gasped aloud with pleasure and we began to wash each other. I soaped up his chest and felt his rock hard abs, feeling myself getting more excited by the second. I reached down and felt his huge cock in my hands, and began to stroke it with a steady rhythm. I loved watching his face feel the pleasure; his eyes closed and he moaned aloud. Just as I could feel he was getting close, he gently took my hand away from his cock. “Not yet, Kristen; I need to please you first.”

He palmed a bar of soap in his beefy hand and rubbed it around my ass, soaping and stroking each cheek, and gave me one gentle spank. Moving his hands up, he circled soap on my back and shoulders, massaging me deeply. As his hands moved down my back towards my ass, he reached one hand around and stroked my pussy, playing with my clit. I wanted him so badly and my clit was tingling so much. “Markus, just take me!”

“Mmm, not yet baby, almost Kristen” he murmured into my neck, and then to my delight, he kneeled down in the shower and began licking my pussy.

“Oh God,” I moaned loudly. His tongue was warm and soft, feeling my folds and licking my insides thoroughly. “Oh God this feels so good. I need your cock Markus, I want you so bad!” I gasped.

His cock was so strong and erect and I couldn’t wait, I wanted, no, I needed, to feel it inside of me. Markus turned my back towards his body, pulling my hips towards his enormous cock and bending me forward. Then with one deep thrust he pushed in his tool, burying it deep inside my pussy. His huge cock was demanding as he thrust again and again, his meaty balls bouncing off my naked ass. My necklace bounced off my chest as he pounded me deeply and thoroughly.

“God you feel so good. I can’t get enough of you,” he moaned loudly.

His lust for me only served to increase my desire and I felt myself get even wetter as we fucked in the steamy shower. “Markus my pussy feels so good! Keep going…”

He kept thrusting, over and over again, and the waves of pleasure crashed in me. I couldn’t take anymore; it felt so good I was screaming.

I could feel myself coming as Markus cried out, “I’m coming, baby, I’m coming!”

With one final thrust, his cock exploded in my pussy.

Breathing heavily, Markus withdrew his cock and turned me to him. “That was amazing Markus,” I whispered, and he smiled back and kissed me, a long deep kiss that I wanted to last forever.

Slowly and gently, he ran the soap over my body and washed me again. Rinsing me off, he led me out of the steamy shower. He grabbed a fluffy, soft towel and wrapped it around my hair, then grabbed another and patted my body dry, starting at my shoulders, lingering on my breasts and tummy. He moved down to my legs, sliding his hands and the towel up to my thighs, drying them off as he worked his way to my clit. He spent a few minutes drying my wet pussy but it was no use. The friction of the towel against my clit coupled with his strong fingers made me even wetter and ready for more. Markus grinned, smelling my desire.

“You are so beautiful and hot,” he said, taking my hand. He led me into the bedroom, “I can’t resist you.”

With flutters of excitement rushing through my body, I followed Markus into the bedroom, admiring his firm, muscular ass as he walked. He wasted no time pulling the towel off my body. Teasingly, he started caressing every inch of me with his tongue. “I’m going to make you come again, baby,” he said, pushing me gently onto the bed. Cupping my breasts, he lowered his lips to suck my tits. My body was trembling in anticipation of even more to come. God, I craved him. But, just as Marcus started to move his lips down to my pussy, there was a loud commotion at the door.

“Give her to me now. The council will punish you for this!” Dorian’s voice blasted.

I pulled the sheet up; trying to cover our naked bodies, just as Dorian exploded into the room his eyes blood shot and his body shaking with rage.