NARRATORVerak walked toward the rustic tent he'd set up, thinking about how he’d handle Nana’s drama the next day.He was a man with needs, and even though he was dying to shove his cock between Lyra’s legs, he settled for fucking the offered she-wolf from the other group.*****The night passed without major incidents, and just as the sun was about to rise, Verak opened his eyes. He was alone under the fur roof.“Nana?” he called out with a raspy voice, sensing her outside.He stepped out and found her sitting in front of the fire, roasting a piece of meat.Even though Verak had given her a bit of his blood and she now had her wolf, she still had bruises and cuts on her body.“Did you sleep well?” Verak sat across from her, surprised by how calmly she spoke to him.He thought she'd be screaming like a lunatic.“Yes, I did,” he replied, gathering his thoughts while glancing at the awakening camp.“Nana, about last night...”“It’s fine. I understand you needed to let off some steam,”
NARRATORLyra stood up, fixing her clothes and glancing at him with those big confused eyes.She held back the urge to laugh in his face.Her bare foot stretched out, toes brushing along her man’s exposed cock, stroking it up and down, making it throb.“If you keep being this good, maybe I’ll give you more gifts when we reach that pack,” she smiled flirtatiously, fighting her own desires.Drakkar swallowed hard as he watched her walk off to light the fire; the scent of her wet sex flooded him with lust and something wilder.He touched his chest where the bond with his wolf twisted, unraveling knots and bindings.The thought of having to part from her filled him with fear each day—wild thoughts of keeping her by his side, of tricking her into not returning home.He got up and rushed toward the river; he needed to clear his head—and deal with the raging hard-on he was carrying.*****With both groups united, the journey to the pack was peaceful.Lyra barely walked through the jungle, ca
NARRATORLyra and Drakkar walked among the little makeshift stalls set up on the ground.Even though it wasn't the central area, it was still lively. The wolves haggled and traded their goods.She wasn’t sure if there were coins in this place, but she hadn’t seen any yet."Hey!" she called to the woman heading to her rest area.The female turned to see the intimidating male following a beautiful, delicate woman with platinum hair."Did you want something?" she asked, confused, eyeing the beautiful reddish Fyra fur Lyra was wearing."What are you asking for your clay pots?" Lyra went straight to the point.The woman glanced at her mate beside her. They probably thought their pottery was worth a lot, but apparently, that wasn’t the case."What do you have?" she asked, not really looking, just noticing a bag in Drakkar’s hands.Lyra explained that they’d brought a heavy Brontocérax shield, some meat, and a few medicinal plants."Sorry, I don’t want any of that.""Do you like my clothes?"
NARRATOR"You shouldn't have... jumped into the fight like that... ggrr." Verak sat down on the grass, his back leaning against the tree trunk.His hand was pressed to his side, face twisted in a grimace of pain."If I hadn’t, you could’ve ended up dead," Nana replied, unbuttoning his shirt to check his wound.As much as it hurt his pride and he wanted to lash out at her, Verak had to admit Nana had saved his life.Something was poking right near his heart, and he suspected it was the tip of a broken rib."I’ll give you my blood to heal," Nana whispered, leaning in between his open legs, ready to play her role as Verak’s mate.Her claw was about to slice into her wrist, but even in this critical moment, images of Lyra seducing Drakkar flashed through her mind.Nana decided it was time to be more seductive.She lowered her top, revealing her soft breasts.It wasn’t a scandal—plenty of bolder females walked around like that—but as the healer’s daughter, she had never exposed herself tha
NARRATORHe couldn’t stop thinking about her—her scent had driven his wolf crazy. It told him she was going into heat.She had to be his. If that idiot wouldn’t sell her willingly, he’d take her by force."Sir, the warrior is here, but his companion...""Take her to my private space and guard the door. No one is allowed in, and she can’t leave."The big guy nodded and went out to tell Verak to come in.It took some effort to separate him from Nana’s clingy heat—she didn’t even know what she was doing anymore, burning in lust.When Verak stepped into the most luxurious room he’d ever seen, he looked at Nerón with respect."You called for me, sir?""I’ll get straight to the point—I hate beating around the bush," said the soon-to-be Alpha, his pale eyes eyeing him with disdain.The female’s scent on Verak’s body was making his wolf furious."How much do you want for that woman you came with?" Verak was stunned by the question."You probably came here for salt. I’ll give you five large sa
NARRATORMeanwhile, in the central area of the pack…The members of Valle Fértil were going to end up with sore necks from looking around so much.Lorenzo’s mate had sore eyes and mouth from having them open so wide.Here the stalls were like little wooden houses, not just goods scattered all over the ground.Lyra looked over the merchandise and realized that the pack she’d ended up in was one of the most primitive.Still, it was there she found the best thing ever—her sexy, delicious mate.They were allowed to stay in a collective tent behind the small booth they were assigned."You can find me later, and I’ll take you to your private hut," the organizer, an Omega, told Lyra and Drakkar, who nodded.Lyra turned to face the people, thinking they’d be thrilled.But instead, they looked pretty uncomfortable."What’s wrong?""It’s just that…""Lyra, don’t think we’re not grateful, this is amazing!" one of the more responsible females said. "But... honestly, we don’t have anything to sell
DRAKKARMy head is spinning. I try to sit up, but when I pull on my arms, they feel tied above my head."Shhh, you're not allowed to break free..."My eyes open, hazy, just enough to see that gorgeous face. Her finger brushes over my lips, and I'm instantly mesmerized, completely surrendered to her commands.I feel the weight of her soft body pressing down on mine, heat devouring me, and suddenly Lyra slips out of view.A shiver runs through me, and I growl as her wolf claws trail down my chest and stomach, her hot breath driving me insane."Mmnnn," I groan hoarsely when her hand grabs my cock and starts stroking me, up and down.My whole body tenses, the ceiling spins, and I’m drowning in the need to take her."Lyra… sshhh…" I lift my hips when her wet tongue starts licking around my hard shaft, and she moans and pants over my mushroom head.I slide between her lips and thrust up.Saliva drips down to my balls, her tight throat vibrates, and her scent wrecks my sanity just like her m
DRAKKARI hold her tightly against my body while my cum fills her, fighting desperately against that "being" inside me that wants to come out and dominate her.Lyra’s blood calms and controls it, helps me with the pain.In the darkness, all you can hear is our panting, the wet sound of our kisses, soothing our breathing.My head’s still spinning. I love the way we touch mouths, it feels so intimate, and now I want to do it with her all the time."Drakkar, you’re mine, little wolf," she whispers with our foreheads pressed together.I turn to the side so I don’t crush her with my weight and pull her into my chest, holding her head against my wildly beating heart.I’m no good with sweet words like she is, just a dumb brute, but I hope she can feel what my soul’s trying to say."I’m yours, Lyra, from the beginning… I’ve always been yours," I murmur, savoring the way her back shudders."Drakkar," she rises with one hand braced on my chest."I don’t know if you’ll remember these words later