A Wolf Scorned by Taylor Spratt

Amira

The world went black and all I could hear was the rasping of my own breathing. Something soft pressed against my lips and the scent of spiced earth filled my nostrils, tingling my senses.

My heart throbbed to the beat of the crashing thunder.

Thunder? It all came back to me as my eyes slowly rolled open. The last thing I remembered was fainting in the forest, so how did I get on the couch in the cabin and where was everyone?

A quick glance around the room told me Miles and Syrus had finished their cleaning. The place was spotless, with not a speck of dust in sight.

I shifted on the couch and noticed that I was wrapped up in a series of warm fluffy sheets so tight, I was like a caterpillar in a cocoon.

A beeping sound drew my attention to the other end of the cabin. It was Callum, adjusting the temperature gage. My tussling in the sheets seemed to have alerted him that I was up.

“I am glad you are awake.” He left the gauge to kneel at my side and press the back of his hand to my forehead. “Your fever’s gone down a little bit but you still need to take it easy, okay?”

His voice was so calm, so patient. He ran his hand soothingly over the top of the sheet. Leaving my side, he went to the kitchen nook and brought me a mug of hot cocoa.

“It's still hot so you're going to have to sit up to drink.” Callum lifted me up so I sat upright, and he blew at the hot beverage before tasting it to make sure it was cool enough. Then like a caring father to a baby, he held the mug to my lip and I sipped it.

“Um, Callum. Do you have a twin?”

“I beg your pardon?” he said, seeming confused.

“You know like a good twin, evil twin sort of situation.”

He chuckled and seemed genuinely amused. "So which one would I be, right now? The evil twin or the nice one?” His powerful muscles rippled in his tight long sleeved shirt as he laughed.

“The nice one of course,” I replied.

“What if I wanted to be naughty and nice?” He held my gaze and a darkness burned behind his eyes.

Not waiting for my reply, he put the mug on the coffee table in front of the couch and wiped my lip with his sleeve.

“I forgot how fragile baby wolves can be. I never would have kept you in the rain had I been thinking.”

“Baby wolf? I’m twenty-one.”

“Every wolf younger than a hundred is considered a baby compared to the ancients.”

“And just how old are you?” I asked and Callum stilled, seeming unsure whether or not he wanted to answer.

“I am two hundred and twenty-four,” he said plainly before he pressed on my shoulders and compelled me to lie back down.

“Wait, I’m not sleepy anymore.” I resisted his command, fighting to stay upright. “Where are Syrus and Miles?”

“The rains make it harder to smell if our enemies are near. They shifted and went out into the forest to scout for intruders.”

“In this weather?” Light flashed and a pounding thunder rolled right after that. “They’ll catch their deaths out there.”

“Syrus is an Alpha and Miles is a Beta. It would take much more than this to harm them. You on the other hand are not. This is why you must rest.”

Once against he pressed at my cocoon, pushing me to lie back.

Callum took a breath, realizing I wouldn’t budge. “Okay, what if we play a little game of dominoes? If you win, I’ll let you stay up. But if I win, you have to get some sleep, deal?”

“Dominoes? I’ve never played that.”

“It’s easy. I’ll show you.” Callum sauntered over to a cupboard and removed a plastic box. I wriggled my way out of my cocoon and rested the blankets beside me on the couch.

“Okay so this game is super simple.” Callum plopped down on the couch opposite mine and opened the box. He pulled out a series of white tiles with different patterns of black dots on their faces. “It’s a simple game of matching the numbers. ‘Ones’ go with ‘ones’, ‘twos’ with ‘twos' and so on, all the way up to seven. First we each take nine dominoes for ourselves and set the rest to the side.”

We both picked out nine pieces each and the remainder stayed in the box.

Callum placed a domino on the table and matching the number he played, I placed one of my own next t0 his.

“Like this?” I asked

Callum commended me on how quickly I picked up the game and we kept at it, clacking our dominoes down on the table one after the next. I didn’t know at what point it happened, but Callum and I were actually having fun.

I wasn’t even sure who was winning and who was losing.

We’d played four rounds when a question started burning away at the tip of my tongue.

“Callum, this world you live in is amazing. Don’t you just love it?”

“This world?”

“Yeah, I mean like outside of the hole. The open world.” I clacked another domino on the table. “I’ve seen so little of your world. What’s it like outside of all the forests?”

Callum played his turn before pinching his chin and leaning back on the couch to think.

“Well, there are shopping centers where you can buy anything your heart desires.”

“Anything?” My mouth gaped wide enough to catch flies.

“Mhmm,” he nodded, seeming to enjoy the way I looked at him with a sense of childlike wonder.

“Oh, and there are more than just wolves walking the streets of the cities. There are gargoyles with black leathery wings they use to fly. Everyone’s always flying in the cities. The gargoyles, the angels, and even the witches atop their brooms.

“Oh my Goddess. Can I fly?” I sat at the edge of my seat, funneling the dominoes into my lap.

“Unfortunately only full witches can fly.”

“Aww man,” I fell back on the couch and two of my dominoes fell to the floor. I picked them both up and played my turn next.

“Don't feel bad.” Callum studied the board before laying his next domino. “There are plenty of other fun things to do in the city aside from flying. Why there are bowling alleys, holographic movie theaters, Ghost Raves.”

“I want to go to a movie theater,” I practically begged. Hearing him talk made me realize just how much I'd been missing out on in life.

“I can take you to a movie,” he said as if it was nothing.

“Really?”

Our eyes met and just as quickly he looked away.

“Well,” he cleared his throat. “I mean, I can take you after you break the curse.”

“Hmphh.” Of course, he would have to make that be a prerequisite.

“Well, that’s it then. I win,” Callum played his last domino.

“Seriously? We're done already?”

“Yep that's right, so now that means that you have to lay back and…” A flash of lightning broke outside the cabin and the light went out.

“Fuck!” Callum cursed before hauling his tall frame off the couch and over to the circuit breaker. He played with the switches, but try as he might the power wouldn’t turn back on. “Get those blankets back on you now, Amira,” he barked.

I was about to tell him to relax when I noticed that the temperature in the room was dropping at an alarming rate.

It was no wonder. It had to be close to freezing outside and this old cabin had deep cracks littering every wooden wall, allowing the cold to just draft right in.

I wrapped the blankets around myself. Callum fidgeted with a box full of wires on the wall and I watched him patiently while shivering.

“You want to catch pneumonia or something? Hold those sheets tighter,” Callum commanded and he came in to wrap the sheets tighter around me.

“Coooooold," I said in full teeth chattering glory. My breath looked like frost for goodness sake.

“I’d never been this cold in the hole before. Not even once.”

“Well you're not in the hole anymore now are you?” Callum left the room and returned with a bigger and thicker blanket.

He threw it over my shoulders and then he took off his shirt. “Wait. What are you doing, Callum?”

“I have to keep you warm. Now stay still.” Callum’s body looked even more amazing without his shirt on. His abs and powerful triceps and biceps took up my entire field of vision.

To my shock, the now shirtless Callum maneuvered himself onto the couch and laid down right behind me. He tugged the tight blankets from around me and they fell to the floor. Holding the largest blanket up, he waved his hand gesturing for me to join him under it.

“Come here. I will keep you warm.”

My heart did a backflip as he laid there, waiting for me to nestle myself against his wall of rock hard muscle.

The cold bit into my body like a rabid dog and I laid down, my back to his chest.

With a flick of his wrist he covered us both with the blanket, locking out the cold.

We didn’t speak as the rain pelted the roof and the thunder raged on outside.

His body was so warm, his scent so delicious, I couldn't resist rubbing myself against him. The more I moved, the more I felt a hard poke in my back.

His hand clenched tight around my arm and in a raspy voice he said, “What are you doing?”

“I’m still a little cold,” I replied and in response Callum enveloped his strong arms around me.

His touch was so tender it made the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand up. His warm breath caressed the side of my face, awakening something in me that had remained dormant for my entire life.

A feral hunger. His touch, his scent, everything about him, stirred my darkest desires awake.

“I will keep you safe,” he whispered in my ear, so softly the sound melded with the thunder and rain.

Wolfy growled in approval, her every instinct to bend to the Alpha wolf beside her. She was a strong wolf but there was just something so damn sexy about being body-to-body with an Alpha.

With each passing second, I felt the good girl slip away and naughty Amira come to play.

Before logic kicked in and stole my courage I turned around to face Callum.

I’d expected him to ask what I was doing. But he didn’t say a word.

Lust burned in his eyes, darkening them. He stared at me with such focused intensity a wild fire raged under my skin.

His erection was now so hard it poked into my abdomen, making my pussy clench with a hunger I'd never known.

The room was cold as ice but a thick steam quickly formed beneath the blanket.

The crash of the rain transformed from noise to a passionate crescendo that only served to stoke the flame of my growing desires.

“Amira,” Callum whispered.

I surrendered to my needs and pressed my lips against his.

At first his lips didn’t move but like the flipping of a switch, he jumped into action, returning my kisses with such vigor my lips burned from the power of his relentless kisses.

His grip around my body tightened and his tongue glided passed my lips and teased my tongue. It was like a game of hide and seek, his tongue the aggressor and mine his prey.

With his every pluck and suck of my lips, my body became more and more his, and I revelled in that.

My nipples burned for his touch as my mind spun like a top from the lust that slowly drove me to madness.

Couldn’t wait any longer.

I reached for my blouse and tugged it up over my chest. My pink lacy bra was now on full display.

Callum broke the kiss and his eyes slid downward. He took a hard swallow as his eyes devoured my ample breasts.

“Are you sure?” he said in a deep, animalistic voice. By the way his hand now trembled on my waist, it took every inch of his self-control to not just grab my breasts and unleash the full wrath of his wolf on my body.

I nodded and his teeth clenched together so tightly I thought they’d break into a million pieces. When his eyes hit mine again, they were no longer the eyes of a man. They burned a bright silver, so striking it was almost neon.

His wolf had taken him now and the beast would not go silently, not until it got what it came for.

Callum snatched the clasp at the back of my bra and ripped it open with an Alpha's strength. The flimsy bra fell to the side and my breasts sprang free.

Callum licked his lips and his mouth watered as he stole a long look at them.

“Beautiful.” That was all he said, before digging in like a starving man at the dinner table.

He grabbed one breast in his palm and brought his eager lips to the other nipple.

He sucked the bud and an electric current of pure pleasure ripped through me like a tidal wave.

So good. Oh my Goddess. I- I couldn't breathe.

He kept sucking until my nipple hardened to a painfully tight peak.

“Hmm, Callum,” I moaned and taking that as encouragement, he rolled my other nipple between the pads of his fingers and pinched.

The air fled my lungs as my body went into shock. With every lick, suck, and pinch of my nipples, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure shot right to my pussy.

I writhed against him as my brain turned to mush. The soft pad of his fingers slid down my abdomen and dove into my shorts. Instinctively, I opened my legs, my body craving any and all of his touch.

My nipples burned under the compulsion of Callum’s chastising tongue.

I didn’t think it possible to feel any more amazing than I already did. But then his hand slid into my panties and parted my folds.

“You're so wet,” he murmured, releasing my nipple from between his lips.

“Mmmmmm, don’t stop,” I moaned, before palming the back of his head and pushing his lips back toward my nipple. He chuckled, enjoying my reaction.

His fingers continued their exploration in my panties. After a few seconds in perilous pursuit, his finger finally found what it had been looking for, my clit. He pinched my clit and my back curled from the jolt of pleasure-laced pain.

“Callum!”

I moaned and cried his name so loudly, my shout competed with the thunder.

He teased my delicate clit and the double pleasure from that and the way he still sucked my nipples was so intense. The pleasure was too much.

I pushed away from his chest and Callum snatched my waist, pulling me back in. His silver gaze peered into mine and I could practically hear his wolf growling in protest.

“Let me take care of your needs,” his voice was deeper and more gravely. He was just as much man now as he was beast.

His finger slid over my clit again and I shuddered. A burst of sensation exploded and went straight to my head. His touch was a drug. Every fucking thing about this man was a drug and I was hooked.

Slave to my body’s demands for more, I said yes. He smiled from ear to ear.

Holding my quaking hips, Callum shifted himself under the blankets and between my legs. Next thing I felt were my panties and shorts rolling down past my hips and ankles.

My clothes slid out from under the blanket and thudded to the floor. I glimpsed under the blanket to watch Callum spread my legs as wide as they would go. His eyes shone in the dimness under the blanket

He eyed my pussy with unabashed hunger as he licked his lips.

No man had ever seen me in such an intimate way before. But something deep inside of me was happy it was him.

He gripped both my thighs and his gaze whipped up to mine. A million emotions reflected in his eyes, none that I could read.

“I never wish to bring you pain, Amira. Only pleasure. Are you sure you want this?”

My pussy spasmed painfully, my entire body ached. All because of him. He’d awakened this desire. He’d made an addict of me and the drug was him.

I’d never given over so much control to another person before. I should have been terrified. But right now none of that even mattered. All that existed in the world was me and him.

“Do it,” I curled my back and rocked my hips.

Callum’s tongue trailed along my slit and I swore the room spun just then. He lapped at my clit as if it were a game. His pace never slowed, only increased. I contorted under him as the pressure built up in my core like a magma chamber.

God! God! God! Need more.

The tip of his tongue went in sweet little circles around my clit, tantalizing each and every nerve ending.

Without warning, he drove his middle finger inside of me and I jumped from the sudden shot of pain and pleasure.

He thrusted his finger in and out while licking my eager bud. His moves were so masterful, so rhythmical, he played my body like an instrument. The song he made was just for me and it was one I never wanted to end.

The sensual scent of sweat and pheromones floated on the air, seducing my nose. Callum’s finger ground against a spot deep inside me, awakening my every cell and thrusting my body into overdrive.

Bringing my body to the apex of sensation, Callum released one of my legs to squeeze one of my hard nipples between his fingers. He ground the bud, manipulating it to his will.

His every move was so deliberate, planned to bring me to my knees. It was like he was driving his car, revving the engine just when he needed to and holding back when he needed to.

My moans filled the room as my hips gyrated to the rhythm of his finger fucking, clit licking, and nipple pinching.

A wave of sensation hit me like a boulder to the back and I cried out.

“I-I’m cumming!”

“Then cum for me,” Callum commanded, continuing his possessive ramming.

I couldn't hold it back any long. Callum wouldn’t let me. He was determined to push me over the edge. His pace picked up, and he thumbed my clit like a guitar string.

My panting grew more desperate until, the power shut off in my body like a blackout. A pleasure like I’d never known filled me,, paralyzing me and intoxicating me.

I flew past the cloud, burst through heaven’s gate and revelled in this celestial pleasure for several moments. I slowly returned to earth, falling past the clouds and resting in a field of flowers.

The last thing I saw was Callum pressing a kiss to the top of my pussy and shooting me a devilish wink and wicked grin. Darkness covered me and sleep hooked me in its grasp.