Wolf Ranch 3
“Moving In”
A Wolf Ranch: Feral bonus scene
WILLOW
“For someone who only has two bags of clothes, you sure brought a lot of toys.”
Rob insisted on carrying both my duffels from Natalie Shefield’s house to his, taking them directly to his bedroom. I only helping to open the front door. He dropped one on the floor, the other on the bed in front of him, sliding open the zipper and peeking inside. He knew what was in there since he packed them, ensuring they got to their new home: his bedside drawer.
I followed and eyed him now as I leaned in the doorway.
The real Natalie was planning on heading to Montana sometime. I’d spoken with her as part of the closure of the case against Jett Markle. She’d planned on heading here sooner, but I wasn’t sure what had changed. All I knew was that it wasn’t my house. My bland apartment in Phoenix was waiting for me to empty, but I wasn’t in a rush.
I belonged here. With Rob.
My fingers went to the mark on my shoulder. It was fully healed, the claiming bite, but there was a small scar.
Rob growled every time he looked at it. Then he jumped me.
“A girl has needs,” I replied, thinking of how he took care of them for me now.
His gaze lifted to mine and held. Heat. Lust. I couldn’t miss his desire for me in the yellow glow.
“It’s my job to meet them now. Not this.” He pulled out a little bullet vibrator and held it up.
I shrugged.
His eyes narrowed. “What’s that shrug for?”
“I like my toys.”
Curling his finger, he beckoned me over. The air in the room shifted, as if a summer storm was passing through, all electrically charged.
I made my way to him, waited for further instructions. I knew it was going to be good. He was in our bedroom holding a sex toy. How could it turn out bad?
“Colton and Marina aren’t here. It’s you, me and this.” The vibrations kicked in between his fingers.
I couldn’t help but lick my lips.
“We have the pack meeting later.”
He glanced at the clock beside the bed. “In four hours. How many times do you think I can get you off before we have to leave?”
My pussy clenched and my clit tingled at the idea of multiple orgasms.
“Is this a bet?” I wondered, remembering what happened the last time.
He gave a slight shrug. “Hell, no.” He turned off the vibrator and tossed it on the bed. He then shifted his full attention to my clothes and getting them off me. “You’re going to get worked over, angel. Fucked so good you’ll feel my cum during the meeting.”
Oh shit, his dirty talk. I was wet and eager for him already.
“Everyone’s going to smell me on you, know what we’ve been up to.” His hands were busy until I was stripped bare.
“They’ll look at you and know you’re a sated mate. Well fucked. Well loved. Now get on that bed and spread those legs nice and wide.”
Yes, sir.
I crawled onto the bed.
As I did so, his hand came down on my ass with a stinging swat. I paused, letting him spank me a few more times. It got me hot. So, so hot and he knew it. Only when I was all stinging and needy did I drop onto the bed, roll onto my back and do as I was told.
I watched as he stripped himself bare.
My mate was gorgeous. Virile. Certainly potent. I was on the pill but I had no doubt his cum was going to blow through that.
He crawled up the bed, his cock bobbing heavily between his legs.
“Mate,” I said as he found the vibrator, turned it on and set it on my clit.
I moaned, squirming against the toy. “Ohhhh. Yes. Oh yes.”
He growled as I came within seconds. “Mate,” he rumbled back and rolled me to my belly. He positioned the toy against my clit again, then lined his cock up with my entrance and pushed inside.
“Oh God!” I cried out.
“Yeah? You like that, angel?”
“Ohmygod, yes,” I chanted as he glided in and out, filling me with his thick manhood as the vibrator buzzed away against my most sensitive bits. I ground down over the vibrator at the same time he plowed into me. Filled me. Stretched me.
“Is that where you like it?”
“Yes. Oh God, yes,” I encouraged.
He picked up speed, pounding harder, his loins slapping against my reddened ass as he thoroughly claimed me.
“We’ll try it in your ass next,” he promised. “And then in that pussy while I fuck your ass.”
I was helpless to his dirty talk. Heat exploded. My core turned molten. I came, my channel squeezing his cock, making him roar and slam into me harder, faster, until he, too, found his climax.
“That’s right, ginger,” he said, using his new pet name for me. His breath feathered across my neck as he lowered his body over mine and rocked slowly now.
An aftershock ran through me and I squeezed and clenched again.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard you lose your mind, angel. And then I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Yes, please,” I mumbled, my brain already mush.
He trailed kisses up my neck. “I love you.” He punctuated his words with another thrust.
I moaned. “You’re my everything,” I told him.
And it was true. I’d left my entire life behind to be with him, and everything about it felt right.
I had no idea what my future looked like, but I knew this was where I belonged. Here on Wolf Ranch. With the pack alpha. My mate.
My everything.
