I am Wolf

WOLF

In my dream, I’m standing before a man, but he’s not just a man; his strength is equivalent to a god.

He stands taller than me; his arms and entire body resemble that of a Samoan beast.

His hair is long and dark, and his body is tattooed in tribal meanings that don’t make any sense to me; he’s a warrior, but somehow more, he’s an alpha, and somehow more.

The moment he speaks to me, he calls me son; I feel confused, yet deep inside, I know it to be true: he’s my father.

His eyes are piercing mine, commanding respect. Yet, there’s a longing in them, like he wants to reach out and embrace me in a hug, but he can’t reach me.

Looking down, I suddenly see why... a river is dividing us; the water is dark, almost black.

He’s warning me not to fall in, not to be tempted. He’s warning me to stay strong, to hold onto my mate, and never let go.

He tells me I’m his blood, the last warrior blood of our kind; he tells me to rebuild our tribe, to find the one linked to my heritage, and to make our kind strong again.

And then... He’s gone.

From the moment I opened my eyes, I knew I was different. Don’t ask me how I knew; I just did. It was in my blood, the pieces stitched together and coursing through my veins.

I was Alpha.

I am an Ultima wolf, a blood descendant of something far more prominent than myself before. I am not a regular wolf shifter; I have never been, and it all makes more sense to me now.

I have roamed this earth for twenty years thinking I was undeserving, a rogue, a mutt, nothing. My bloodline carries something far more potent than a typical alpha, the Spartans of werewolves, a strength equivalent to Lycans; at least, that’s what it feels like when I feel it coursing through my veins now.

My eyes open and look straight into her green orbs; we both must have shifted back into our human forms during her healing and fallen asleep.

For the most prolonged moment, all we do is stare longingly into each other’s eyes, our bodies pressed against each other, naked and exposed. At this moment, we don’t speak; we absorb the silence that holds more weight than words could ever do.

I’ve never been so happy to see those beautiful green eyes open and staring at me; she even has color back in her cheeks. Got to love shifter healing, that’s for sure, but all jokes aside, I nearly lost her... And I know that I can never let that happen again.

Mine.

A faint smile creeps up at the corners of her mouth that reaches her eyes; the warmth of her body pressed against mine feels like heaven.

It doesn’t matter that we’re lying on the cold, hard floor; I couldn’t imagine anything better than this right now.

Biting down against her bottom lip, I can see a million questions running rampant in her mind; I lift my hand and gently rub the pad of my thumb across her bottom lip, my eyes tracing their soft, warm texture. Just that one action already has my dick twitching. The plump salmon pink color in them is such a contrast from how pale and white they were before.

“Hey,” I whisper as my eyes find hers again.

“Hey,” she breathes.

“I almost lost you,”

“You saved me.” She breathes as her brows knit together, tears suddenly shimmering behind her eyes.

“Shh...” I comfort her as I pull her closer to my body, “Don’t cry.” I breathe as my forehead pushes up against hers.

“I thought I’d never see you again.” Her voice is small as it breaks; sniffing back tears, she’s trying to hold it together, but it’s hard; I know, I feel the same way.

“You’ll never lose me, princess.”

“Say you promise?” She whispers, leaning her lips even closer to mine. I’m breathing her in at the moment I whisper,

“I promise.”

And at that moment, our lips touch, gently at first, tenderly tasting the warmth between us. But then it turns needy like we’ve been starved all our lives for this moment.

My mouth devours hers, nipping at her bottom lip before having my tongue dive right into her mouth, claiming her right at that moment like a carnal fucking animal about to eat his prey; my arms wrap even tighter around her as I pull her against me, afraid that if I squeeze her any tighter against me, I might break her.

A small gasp followed by a moan into my mouth has me realizing she’s not that fragile; she likes this show of possessive dominance and is turned on by it. I can smell her arousal, and it’s got me as hard as a rock; it’s always been her. From the very first moment outside that diner in Sitka, she’s always been mine. Not knowing who or what I was, she’s always been mine.

Her lips taste so good, so sweet, more than ever before. Is that even possible? It’s like Sasha’s scent has intensified beyond the pull she already has on me, Jasmin, and Juniper Berries... She smells like a goddess, and I’m here to worship her.

She takes me by surprise when she flips me onto my back; I’m excited by her sudden strength, not that I would fight her on it anyway. Straddling me, she lowers her lips onto mine, and I taste her breath as it mingles with my own, instantly having my dick twitching again.

Mine.

I’m rock-hard for her; is that even a question? I go to bed hard for this girl and wake up hard for her; that’s how she affects me.

My arms wrap around her, pulling her into me as I kiss her within an inch of her life; I taste every part of her, every mouthwatering moment as she molds into me. But then she suddenly pulls away, sitting up, panting as she looks down at me, her brows furrowing,

“What? I ask, somewhat concerned,

“I’ve only ever gotten the people I care about killed; I don’t want that to happen to you,” Okay, not what I was expecting her to say while she was straddling me,

“It won’t,” I murmur, and I can’t help as my eyes lower, scanning over her stomach, instantly relieved for our shifter healing capabilities; there isn’t a trace of a wound or a scar from where Mason stabbed her.

“How can you say that? Look at where you are right now.” Her words suddenly pull me back to the present as I look up into her captivating orbs; registering what she just said, I smirk. My eyes lower to her perky tits as she straddles me; I squeeze her thighs as a mischievous grin sets on my face.

“Oh, believe me, I’m completely focused on where I am right now, and I have no complaints, trust me.”

Narrowing her eyes teasingly, she crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her tits even closer together, instantly pushing them out more,

“Fuck me,” I groan, it’s becoming sweet torture to have her sitting on top of me like this,

“I just want you to have the option of walking away if this is all too much for you.”

Furrowing my brows, I stare sternly into her eyes,

“Never tell me to let you go because I can’t.”

A moment of seriousness lingers, but I can’t right now. I scrub a hand over my face as my cock twitches against her ass.

“I can’t do serious with you when you’re sitting on top of me like this, Princess.” Raising a mischievous brow, she grins,

“Well, maybe I should just get off then...” Going to get up, she attempts to move, but I instantly grip her waist as I pull her back on me.

“Not a chance,” I reply in a low growl, eyeing her challengingly. Feeling her warm, wet pussy rubbing against me has the same effect on her as it has on me; she isn’t going anywhere, and she knows it. She wants me to fuck her; her arousal hangs thick in the air as it swirls around my nose.

Her wolf presents herself in her eyes, swirling around in specs of gold. I’m still completely captivated by it when something else catches me off guard: the sudden shimmer of red dancing across her irises.

What the...?

My brows furrow in response, slightly concerned by what I see.

Picking up on the sudden shift in mine, Sasha’s eyes are suddenly full of concern as she looks down at me,

“What’s wrong?”

“Your eyes...” swallowing a sudden lump in my throat before reaching my hand up to her cheek and cupping it gently, I murmur, “Your eyes have a shimmer of red in them.” Leaning into my hand, a shudder runs through her as she closes her eyes,

“I’m not the same as before... can you feel it… It’s in my blood now,” she whispers.

“What is?”

Opening her eyes to look down at me, the red shimmering between the green and blue has the colors blending in smoky swirls of amazement.

“You.”

Drawing her lower lip through her teeth as she slowly bites down against it, she diverts her eyes, and I can see something’s bothering her.

“What is it, princess?” Swallowing hard, she looks into my eyes,

“We could die tomorrow.” Smiling, I cock a brow as I watch her intently.

“We won’t.” Her brows instantly furrow in response,

“But we might,”

“Sasha, I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again; I promise you that.”

“Wolf, you can’t make a promise like that because we don’t know what tomorrow will bring. If tonight is the last night we have….”

“Sasha, stop, don’t say shit like that.” I snap.

“Wolf, please just let me finish,” She pleads desperately as her fingertips run across my chest.

“If tonight is all we have, there’s something I want to do before I die,”

“Sasha…” I drawl out, but she narrows her eyes challengingly at me,

“Just let me have this, please… don’t deny your mate what she wants.”

The sudden determination in her eyes makes me blink; she slowly leans down, her tits brushing up against my bare chest before crushing her lips to mine. The feel of her body pressing against mine, the taste of her lips, makes my stomach want to do a summersault flip as I fall deeper into my beautiful mate.

Squeezing both her tits as I take them into my hands, she moans deeply into my mouth as she firmly pushes her hands against my shoulders.

Taking my lower lip in between her teeth, she drawls it out before slowly peppering kisses down my neck, moving her lips over the place she marked me; an instant wave of electric vibrations course through me as I grip her thighs. Groaning the moment I feel her kissing down my chest, the sensations of her soft, warm lips tracing downward has my cock throbbing, needing to release inside of her, to be buried deep inside her and claim her over and over again as she screams my name.

The lower her lips trail, the more electrifying my animalistic need becomes.

The moment her hand wraps around my thick shaft, my eyes dart down into hers, now peering up at me.

“Sasha?” I ask, my brows furrowing. But my words fall short the moment she wraps her lips around the head of my cock; a sudden groan reverberates into a guttural growl the moment she takes even more of me into her mouth.

“Sasha, fuck...” I moan, my fingers diving into her hair, gripping it firmly as I hold her head in place.

The moment her tongue begins swirling around the head, I’m almost coming undone right then. When she said there was something she wanted to do, I was not expecting this. Fuck, my eyes tunnel the moment the tip of her tongue runs circles around the slit of my head, sucking and firmly licking her way up and down over it.

What she’s doing to me with that tongue of hers should be illegal; it’s got me losing my goddamn mind as my wolf growls fiercely behind my chest.

Mine.

Taking more of me into her mouth, she gags when the head of my cock pokes her right at the back of her throat.

I can’t help smiling. I love the sound, and my eyes instantly meet hers. No word in this world could describe how I feel as she stares up at me with those wide, watery doe eyes, her mouth wrapped around my cock and her tongue swirling around the head.

I’m expecting her to stop after gagging for a second time; my cock is too big for that pretty little mouth, but she doesn’t; instead, she moans as she pushes my length further down her throat this time.

Fuck me.

My toes curl, the muscles of my body contracting as another growl rumbles through my chest.

Mine.

Is she going to attempt to take even more of me down her throat? She answers my question the moment I feel her open her throat to me, and at that moment, all caution flies out the window; my hands begin guiding her as her head starts bobbing up and down, her hands stroking my cock as her tongue unleashes its magic on me. I’m suddenly bucking my hips forward, fucking her mouth as my cock owns her mouth.

Fuck.

It’s the most incredible feeling I’ve ever felt; my mind is a blur of emotions, and feelings of drowning in her mouth suddenly have a build-up tightening within my balls.

I feel it; I’m so close to exploding; the dam is about to burst...

“Sasha, stop; I’m about to...” I groan in a raspy voice, but she doesn’t stop. Fuck. She keeps taking me in deeper until my entire body contracts, my beast rumbling deeply in a low and guttural growl; I explode into her mouth, my warm seed shooting right down her throat, and she swallows every last drop before pulling back, licking her lips and looking up at me with a shy smile across her swollen lips.

“Good girl, my fucking good girl.” I groan as my head falls back against the hard floor.

That was the most intense, mind-blowing sensation ever.

She stays still for a moment before pulling away, her eyes lifting to meet mine as I look down at her flushed face and wide eyes. They’re searching mine as she darts her tongue out to lick her lips.

Those eyes are captivating, and I’m already hard for her again; I’m in awe of this goddess before me.

I instantly grab her by her shoulders and pull her to me, crushing my lips to hers with so much vigor that it takes her breath away.

My tongue darts into her mouth and swirls around with hers; I’m tasting myself on her lips, and fuck, I’m hard as a rock again, ready to claim her and mount her repeatedly.

She lowers her hand, reaching back and gripping my cock firmly in her delicate hand; I instantly still as my eyes stay fixed on hers. She’s taking control, and I fucking love it.

I’m so hard for her right now my cock could break through marble.

Lifting herself, I watch as she positions the head of my cock at her entrance, my eyes trailing down, and watching in anticipation as she lowers her pussy over my entire length, having me groan as she gasps in response to how tight she is; she’s so wet, so ready.

Tight and warm, my length filling her to the hilt as her internal walls grip tightly around my shaft.

Groaning as I grit my teeth, I hear her moan as her eyes swing closed; the moment my full length is securely nestled deep inside her, her eyes slide open, falling on me, and swirls of green, blue, and red dance around like a seductive, passionate explosion.

The shy girl is long gone; she’s now replaced with this goddess of a woman, astonishing and more potent than anyone I know.

She’s in complete control; she owns me, staking her claim over me, and I fucking love it.

The moment she moves her hips up and back down, a sensual grin creeps up at the corners of her mouth as I nearly choke on how amazing it feels.

Fuck.

Groaning deeply, my fingers dig into her hips, her long dark locks bouncing down the sides of her arms as she sweeps them over her shoulder.

She’s taking me at her pace, claiming my cock as her property in a slow and torturous rhythm that has my wolf growling with deep frustration, and fuck me; I’m lost in her. Falling into her, allowing her to take all she wants and use me however she wants to.

I am hers.

Her movements become more deliberate, the rhythm of her hips grinding against me, climbing a high as she continues to ride us both there in ecstasy.

Reaching up, my one hand grabs her breasts, squeezing her soft mounds as my thumbs gently begin flicking over her hardened buds.

“Perfect.”

Small gasps escape her, a hand lowering past her tiny belly button to her heat, and as my thumb finds her clit, I gently rub over it as a gasp hitches in her throat, and her eyes suddenly lock with mine. She’s so fucking responsive to my touch; every stroke has her climbing higher, reaching further.

Mine.

She’s perfect for me; she makes me want to be better and be more. I would burn the world down and build it back up just for her if she asked me to.

Riding it out, she’s climbing higher, and I’m taking her there.

I don’t know how much longer I can last; I’m concentrating so hard on not blowing my load, my brows furrowing, sweat droplets forming across my brows. I can’t let go, not until she does or allows me to.

Then, as if her body reads me like an open book, responding and reacting in unison to mine, she suddenly crashes over the edge, screaming my name as she goes off like a rocket, falling from her lips like a prayer. Groaning as I let go, I shoot into her, filling her up as her tight walls clamp down around my cock like a vice grip, squeezing my nob, and fuck, I’m a goner. It’s like I explode twice, the wave crashing through me like a thunderstorm as a growl so deep and claiming reverberates from me, my cock throbbing like the thundering heartbeat deep inside her.

We’re both completely saturated, panting heavily by the time we come back down from our high; her body collapses onto mine, panting, breathing heavily as we come down together.

Intertwining our fingers, she slowly peers up as her eyes reach mine, her head nestled against my chest.

All I can do is look into her gorgeous orbs, swirls of the woman she is, dancing, melting into itself.

“Is there a word that describes a feeling more than love?” I pant as I brush a strand of hair away from her face as she looks adoringly into my eyes.

Taken aback, she smiles softly as the trilogy of colors swirl in her eyes,

“Why?”

“Because that’s what I feel for you.” Blinking twice, her doe eyes filled with shimmering tears, and then something sparkled within them.

“Ljubav.”

My brows instantly furrow in response, staring deep into hers.

“What?”

Gulping, her brows knit together as she sits up, the blue in her eyes suddenly outshining the rest.

“Ljubav.” She repeats. Looking down at me, she gasps, “I understand it,”

“Understand what?” Her eyes are piercing mine now,

“The language of the witches.” Her eyes widen, and something deep within her suddenly awakens as if for the first time. Her blue orbs are swirling, piercing mine as her breathing speeds up,

“I understand the language of the witches...” she gasps.

The moment her words register with the meaning, she quickly moves off of me and promptly gets up. She steps towards the door, stretching her hand out towards it; she gasps as her eyes close.

“There’s an enchantment on this door; we can’t leave; if we try, it will kill us; I can read it...” Turning to look at me, I’m already up on my feet and facing her,

“You can read it?” Nodding, she swallows hard as her face strains,

“Yes, it’s complicated. I can’t break it, but I understand it.” Her blue orbs look into mine, and I suddenly notice blue beams lighting up from the palms of her hands,

“How?” I ask as I take a step toward her,

“It’s like a whisper in my head; I can hear it. It’s faint, but it’s like it’s breathing to me.” Closing her eyes, I notice a blue light beaming in illumination in her hands.

Closing the gap, I take her into my arms and pull her against my hard chest; holding her there for a while before pulling back, she looks up into my eyes when she whispers,

“I- I think I can fight her.”

My brows furrow as I brush my thumb over her bottom lip,

“I’ll help you; tell me what you want me to do?”

Pulling her back into my arms, I hold her so tightly that I feel her heartbeat thrumming against mine.

I will do anything for her; if there’s a chance that we can get out of this alive, I’ll do it.