The Werewolf Mega-Bundle 2 Part 14

"Yes."

"I... I don't believe this," she mumbled, pinching herself again.

He laughed, although his eyes didn't seem to be amused; rather, they seemed to implore her.

"I can a.s.sure you that I am very real. All werewolf males must take a mate. We mate for life, and my life won't begin until you're mine. You are meant to be mine. Take my hand."

His voice continued to have its effect on Alison, and something in the back of her mind told her that what he was saying made sense, werewolf or not. He reached his hand out to her and she tentatively grabbed it, gasping the second their skin came into contact.

His touch immediately ignited a fire deep in her core, as if she had been suddenly set ablaze from within, and she felt another flood of primitive emotions surging through her. She had never experienced anything like it, and she felt as if she had been dead on the inside all her life, only to be brought to life now by the werewolf's magical touch.

To her, it was almost unbelievable that such a stunningly attractive man would want her, and it was all happening so fast. Even in her wildest dreams, she couldn't have pictured something like this happening... except, I did. He was literally in my dreams, she realized, remembering the dream on the plane again. Oh my G.o.d, he's right. This is meant to be... why else would it be happening like this?

Standing up, he pulled her to her feet and then grabbed her by the shoulders. Wave after wave of warmth coursed through Alison's body, and every nerve ending seemed to be on fire. She looked up into his eyes, which were still glowing a bright yellow.

"I do know you," she whispered, feeling as if she had actually known him forever despite having just met him. "Jason. I am yours, aren't I?"

He gave her a wolfish grin and let go of her hand.

"Yes. I knew you'd come round eventually. I would have waited forever, but I'm glad that you're here now."

"Is that why I was so drawn to this town? Because I'm your... mate?"

"Yes," he replied, sliding an arm around her waist.

"My mother was from here. I thought it was because of that."

"We can discuss our families later. Right now, I want to take you as my mate, properly. I've waited so many years for you to get here," he murmured, leaning down and moving his mouth over her left ear.

His warm breath on the soft skin of Alison's neck sent goose b.u.mps p.r.i.c.kling up all over her skin, and she somehow knew exactly what he meant when he said that he wanted to take her as his. She wanted it as badly as him, and a tingling, pulsing sensation spread down between her thighs as her mind clouded with needful l.u.s.t.

"Do it then," she said. "Take me."

As she spoke, Jason moved his head back up and looked down at her. His eyes darkened with arousal, and he let out a low growl; a sound which suddenly seemed like music to Alison's ears.

"Are you aware of what this means? It means forever," he said, his jaw clenching with his barely-contained desire for her.

"Yes," she replied breathlessly. "But first, let's go inside."

With that, he lifted her up in his arms and headed through her gate, his well-muscled arms easily supporting her weight as he strode up the garden path towards her doorstep. He obviously wanted to carry her over the threshold like a newly-married couple, and he growled as he tried to open the door.

"It's locked," she said, just as desperate as him to get inside.

Fishing around in her pocket for the key, she handed it to him, and he unlocked the door and then kicked it fully open, staring down at her with his eyes burning. He seemed to already know where everything was, and seconds later he was throwing her down on her new bed as the moonlight streamed through the half-open curtains of her bedroom.

His eyes blazed as he pounced on her, and Alison gasped with happiness as he yanked her legs apart and settled himself between them. When she had felt the sudden itch to move to this town from California, she had had absolutely no idea that the reason would be to become the mate to a werewolf, but everything about it seemed so right; so perfect. It was as if every single thing in her life had been leading up to this exact moment... the moment that she was finally united with her perfect man, and the moment that her life really began. His, too. He had said that earlier - his life couldn't begin until he had his mate.

"Kiss me," he growled, leaning down and grabbing her chin.

As he tilted her face closer towards his, Alison closed her eyes and pressed her mouth up to his. The second that his lips were on hers, he took firm control, possessing her mouth in the same way that she knew he wanted to possess her body. His entire body seemed to radiate heat as his tongue glided through her semi-parted lips, and Alison felt as if lava was streaming through her veins as she kissed him back, tasting and exploring his mouth with her own tongue as he hungrily devoured her through his kiss as if she were his prey.

Feeling as if she might be about to actually melt right through the bed, she broke away and murmured softly.

"Jason, please... do whatever you want to me. I need you."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she knew that she had never meant anything more in her entire life up until this exact moment. Jason growled again and moved his mouth to her neck, nipping softly at her delicate skin before sucking on her earlobe. Her earlobes had always been one of the most sensitive parts of her body, and Alison gasped, still shocked that he seemed to know every little thing about her.

A soft hum of pleasure escaped her mouth as he continued to nip and suck at her earlobes, and she felt as if fireworks were exploding in her mind. He clearly wanted her, but he also seemed to want to draw this out as long as possible, teasing her until she couldn't take it anymore.

One of his arms coasted over her shoulder, down to her belly and hips, and he began to paw at the soft wool of her coat.

"Take this off," he murmured, biting her neck before sitting up and eliciting a soft yelp from Alison.

She obliged, arching her back and quickly removing the coat, and his eyes blazed as he saw the blouse underneath.

"And that. All of it."

For a moment, Alison was afraid. He was so perfectly built and handsome, and she was... well, I'm me. I'm chubby and plain. Aren't I? she thought, chewing her lip nervously as she hesitated.

"I can already tell how perfect you are. I've seen you every night in my dreams anyway," Jason said. "So take it all off, and I'll do the same."

With that, he flashed her an amused smirk and unzipped his pants. He wasn't wearing anything underneath, and Alison gasped as she saw him completely naked for the first time. As her eyes lingered on his muscular abdomen, she couldn't help but slowly move them south, checking out everything he had between his legs.

As soon as she saw his thick, smooth manhood, she felt an urge to reach out and grab it. It was already rock-hard, and she knew that it was hard for her. He really does think I'm perfect, she realized, before smiling back at him and sliding her pants down her legs, all her previous reservations immediately forgotten. After they were off, she unb.u.t.toned her blouse and threw it across the room before lying back in her bra and panties and spreading her legs slightly, giving him easier access to her body.

"G.o.d, your body is even more incredible than I imagined. Although... I said I wanted to see all of it," he growled, moving down the bed and propping himself up on his elbows between her thighs. "But that's okay. I want to tear the rest of your clothes off with my teeth."

In an instant, he had shifted into a wolf again, and his yellow eyes stared straight up at her as his sharp teeth nipped at her bare belly and thighs. He was only biting her softly, and the sensation was a strange and unfamiliar one to Alison. It slightly hurt, but each nip seemed to send electricity coursing through her veins at the same time, arousing her even further until she was in an almost frenzied state.

Letting out a soft moan of antic.i.p.ation, she closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow, waiting for the wolf to tear her underwear off. He finally did as promised, sinking his teeth into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down her legs before jumping up and pawing at her bra.

"Hey! I thought you said you were going to tear it all off with your teeth," she protested, swatting at the wolf's muzzle and paws.

Seconds later, he shifted into his usual human form and glared down at her.

"I'm afraid I would hurt you if I tore through this stupid thing, because of the wire in it. I say it's a stupid thing because it covers up your body," he growled, fingering one of the straps to her bra. "I guess even an alpha needs some help sometimes."

Alison smiled and arched her back upwards again, allowing him to reach around and unhook her bra, and he smirked as he pulled it away, revealing her full, soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Leaning down, he cupped and squeezed them in his strong hands, and then took one of her already-stiff pink nipples in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, drawing delicate little patterns over her areola.

After paying equal attention to her other breast, one of his hands began to trail up and down her soft belly and round hips, stroking and caressing her until goose b.u.mps p.r.i.c.kled up all over her skin. His touch was seemingly magical, and Alison sighed with delight and closed her eyes, enjoying the warm tingling sensation that was pooling between her legs; more and more with each touch.

As she sighed, Jason growled and slid a hand down between her legs, stroking and teasing her as he probed her folds, which were already wet with her desire for him. Smiling, he brushed the pad of his thumb over her c.l.i.toris and began to rub with expert precision, coaxing it out and eliciting a series of soft gasps from Alison until she couldn't wait any longer. She ached for him, and she knew that he couldn't possibly tease her forever.

"Please," she whimpered softly. "I need more."

"Oh, do you?" he growled, raising his head up and staring into her eyes, his own eyes barely concealing his pure animal l.u.s.t for her.

He began to grind his hips up against hers, and Alison couldn't help but let out a wanton moan as she felt his hardness digging into her thigh.

"Yes!" she said breathlessly. "I'm yours to take."

As she spoke, he slid a hand in between their warm bodies and trailed one fingernail over the sensitive line where her thighs met her nether regions. Alison trembled beneath him, willing his hand to move further across to where she wanted it the most, and finally it did. He pressed two fingers inside her, letting out a soft growl as he probed her warm, wet tightness, and Alison began to moan as he curled the finger inside of her, hitting a sensitive spot on her front wall.

A powerful o.r.g.a.s.m was already building deep within her as he played between her legs, and she couldn't wait for the enormous pressure to be released. As her legs began to quiver underneath him, he continued to slide the fingers in and out, and she begged him for more.

"Please! Now!"

Jason's eyes darkened, and he pulled his hand away before guiding his c.o.c.k right between her legs and pressing it to her slick entrance.

"You're mine," he growled, and then pushed himself inside her in one quick movement.

Alison gasped with delight as he began to thrust into her, hard and fast. His groin rubbed against hers with every movement, stimulating her already-throbbing c.l.i.toris and sending shockwaves through her entire system. Nothing had ever felt this good to her before, and for a second she thought that she must be dreaming again. It felt too good to be real, but it somehow was, as if she had been magically transported to paradise.

Her breathing was becoming heavy, and her heart raced crazily as she began to move her hips in a rhythm with his. As Jason grunted and slammed into her, she reached out and touched his chest and back, feeling his heartbeat. It was just as quick as hers, and she marveled at how well their bodies matched up. We really were made for each other, she thought, gasping as he began to speed up his movements against her.

As he pounded into her like the alpha he was, he started to hit areas inside Alison that she was previously barely aware of having, and then he leaned down and kissed her again, his mouth dominating her own as he nipped at her lower lip and then entwined his tongue with hers. Alison's head spun with pleasure, and within seconds her back was arching, low moans escaping her mouth as waves of ecstasy swept her off a cliff and over her peak.

Warmth flooded through every part of Alison's curvy body, and her toes curled as her werewolf mate continued to slam into her, punctuating each thrust with a low groan. Her entire body trembled as the o.r.g.a.s.mic aftershocks rippled through her, and she let out a gasp as she realized that it was already starting to happen all over again.

"Wait!" she cried. "Before you make me come again..."

"What?" Jason growled, his face set with concentration as he thrust inside her.

"I want you to take me like the alpha you are. Like we're both animals."

"I am an animal," he said, his eyes blazing as he pulled out of her.

Flipping her over with ease, he grabbed onto her hips and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. Alison arched her back and looked at him over her shoulder, her eyes begging him to do what she knew he wanted to do.

With a deep growl, he plunged back inside her, holding her steady as he slid himself in and out, and Alison moaned and gasped with delight as he reached one hand around and in between her legs. His palm brushed against her c.l.i.toris, and she knew that she was going to explode again soon.

As Jason pressed against her c.l.i.toris even harder, another burst of pleasure surged through Alison's body, her core powerfully contracting and releasing as she squeezed her eyes closed and gasped. Never in a million years would she have thought that anything could feel this good, but here she was, experiencing heaven in a new town with a new man; her alpha mate.

Feeling him twitch inside her, she knew that he was going to come soon as well, and she gripped the sheets with both hands, holding on as she bucked her hips back and forth, moving to meet him with each thrust. She wanted to have one more o.r.g.a.s.m, and he must have read her mind, because he leaned down and growled into her ear.

"I want you to come for me. Now," he ordered.

She was so sensitive and aroused by all of the previous o.r.g.a.s.ms that his words were enough to send her crashing over the edge again, and she screamed his name as the warmth flooded through her. She felt as if she might collapse face-forward onto the bed, but Jason held her steady, his hands still gripping her hips and kneading her soft flesh as he moved back and forth.

He began to move his own hips in a slightly circular motion as he slammed into her, and then let out a loud groan as he felt her tighten her muscles around him from her powerful o.r.g.a.s.m. That was enough to send him over the edge himself, and he plunged inside her one more time before spurting his seed deep within her.

Pulling out of her, he yanked her onto her back and lay next to her, panting and sweating. Alison let him wrap his arms around her, and she felt fireworks all over again as he leaned over and kissed her.

"Was that worth moving here for?" he asked, teasing her.

"Yes," she said breathlessly. "It's like you can see right inside my mind, and you know everything that I want."

"Maybe I can," he replied.

His eyes twinkled, and Alison noticed that they were back to their usual bright blue color. Suddenly reminded again of what he was, she squirmed out of his arms and propped herself up on one elbow.

"I want to know more about you. What you are. I mean, I only just found out that werewolves exist, so you can't blame me for being curious," she said, reaching out and stroking his face.

"I knew you would have many questions. You're a smart girl," he replied. "You said your mother was from here originally?"

"Yes."

"Well, this town is packed with our kind. Not surprising, since it was founded by werewolves three hundred years ago. Your mother was probably a werewolf, or at least part-were."

"What? No! That would make me..."

He grinned.

"Yes, you have werewolf blood in you. That's how I knew who you were. As a full-blooded werewolf, I could sense you the minute I was old enough to realize what I was feeling."

"Why didn't you track me down?" she asked, wondering why he had waited so many years.

"In our culture, we have to wait for the female to realize that she is ready to mate, and then go to find her mate."

"So that's why my mother wanted to go to California. My father must have been her true mate."

"That seems right."

"Why am I not a werewolf then?" she asked.

"Werewolf genetics is hard to explain. Some werewolf parents can have non-were babies. I don't know exactly how it works," he said. "But don't worry, I have a feeling our children will be perfect no matter what they are."

Alison's mouth dropped open.

"Our children? Moving a bit fast there, don't you think?"

"Not really," he growled. "As I said earlier, once we find our mate, we begin our lives together. That includes having our own young. Do you think mating is all just for fun?"

"Well... I thought it was pretty fun," she said.

He gave her a wolfish grin.

"You know what? You're right. I think we should have some more fun right now," he said, pulling her back down on top of him.

Alison pretended to struggle away from his grasp, giggling as she teased him. In reality, though, she couldn't think of anything better than being with her werewolf lover right now. Everything in her life finally felt right, and she would be his mate forever. Now that they had found each other, their lives were only just beginning.

Roman and Juliette.