Wolf Games

Chapter 10

Soft warm skin under his mouth, her scent filling his head. If he never saw another sunrise, just the memory of this moment—his mate accepting him—would keep him warm for the rest of his life.

She caressed his body, her hands tiny against his chest, over his shoulders. Her touch teased and tormented and he slipped a line of kisses down her torso, partly in an attempt to escape to where he could concentrate on her without being distracted. He cupped her breasts in his hands, the dark skin of her nipples crinkling tight as he lapped at them. First one then the other, licking and nipping and sucking until Maggie panted and writhed under him.

“I love the way you taste.” He licked her belly button and she laughed, her torso shaking.

“You talk too much.”

“Hmm, you think?”

“Oh. Oh. Oh yes…”

Erik smiled against her core, his tongue tracing lazy circles around the rigid nub of her clitoris. He continued his assault, his tongue and fingers playing her like an instrument, now fast, now slower. The sounds of delight she made changed with his tempo until she tightened around his fingers, her sheath squeezing the two fingers he’d buried in her depths.

Again and again he lapped at her, lifting her hips high in the air to pull her closer to his eager mouth. The connection between them grew stronger the longer they touched, and the control he’d wound up, tight as a corkscrew, slowly began to unravel. Destiny meant for them to be together, but after hearing her confession he admired her more than ever. She was brave and bright, and she drove him totally and completely mad with lust.

“Erik!”

He stilled his hand where he’d reached under her hips to caress the tight star of her anus. A light sheer of sweat broke out on her skin and as she lay before him, her body shaking with another orgasm, he’d never seen a more beautiful sight.

“I love you.” He lowered her hips to the blanket and crawled over her, needing to taste her lips again. She clung to his neck and attempted to pull their bodies together. He laughed against her mouth, unwilling to crush her with his weight. She arched under him, rubbing their torsos together, stoking his fires hotter. Moisture from her crotch painted his skin and he groaned. Gotta keep it slow. No matter how much he wanted to thrust into her, bury himself in her sweetness. He kissed her, anchored on his elbows to keep them apart.

Maggie poked him in the ribs. “You’re too big.”

“I’m not even touching you yet.”

She laughed with delight and pushed him until he sat up. “Nothing wrong with your ego, is there?” She straddled his thighs, her breasts crushed against his chest, the heat of her pussy now lined up properly with his aching shaft. “Missy wondered if we’d have to—”

“I really don’t want to talk about your sister right now. Oh damn, Maggie.”

She’d maneuvered herself over the crown of his cock and slowly rode him. Each movement of her hips brought him farther into her body, the tight clasp of her sheath wrapping around him like a bit of heaven. He supported her hips and helped her, watching her face carefully. She kissed his chest as she settled, his entire length buried inside. “You feel so good in me.”

He linked his fingers in her hair, tugging her gaze up to his. “Together. Like we were meant to be.”

A mischievous smile crossed her face and she grabbed his shoulders, lifting her hips high until his cock clung to her opening. She dropped down, smooth and fast, hard and amazing. Electric tingles started in his spine and spread fingers out to his balls. There was no way he was going to last. Not after waiting almost two weeks, wanting her desperately the whole time.

She rubbed herself against him on every motion, their bodies slick in the heat of the night. The expression on her face fascinated him and he stared as he assisted her sweet assault on his cock. She bit her bottom lip, her breath coming out in panting gasps.

“More. I want more.” Her thoughts sounded in his mind and he hummed with delight.

Tendrils of knowledge twined from her around his heart—the sensations she felt, the emotions racing through her—all of it passing between them as their mate connection bound them together. He reached out to share his love, his passion for her. How proud he was of her strength. How touched at her willingness to trust him. Their bodies meshed as their minds linked.

She cried out, coming around him, and he let go of his control. Locked together they both reveled in the exquisite explosion. He held her close as after-tremors shook her, the heat of their bodies spreading like a cocoon around them.

“Erik? Is it really happening?”

“Oh yeah, sweetheart. It’s real and it’s right.” He brushed a curl back from her face, leaning closer to kiss her again. The sense of completeness was so amazing. All the missing parts of his soul settled into place as both memories of the past and dreams for the future passed between them.

The mate connection—linking them together intimately. Everything he’d longed for to make him complete, and it had finally happened. He kissed her without stopping, the need to show her his total love and commitment overwhelming him. She smiled against his lips, their tongues dancing together, a sweet and content exploration now that the fire had flared.

“I love you.” He kissed her eyelids and the tip of her nose, and she laughed out loud.

“You talk too much.”

He laughed, stroking her back, enjoying the way she nestled against him, warm and satisfied.

“Erik? I love you too.”

How could feeling so wonderful make his heart ache?

His anger at what she’d experienced continued to simmer. It would be a long time before he’d be able to forget how broken she’d been by the attack. Her power as a wolf slipped up a notch and she twisted in his arms. She stared at him, determination written all over her face.

He sent her acceptance for who she was, what she was, not only to him but the pack as well. “You don’t have to do this yet.”

She raised a brow. “Scared she’s going to outrun you?”

He felt it. As she reached down deep and called up her wolf, joy overflowed her heart. Aching loneliness from being forced down for so many years washed away. Maggie backed from him, her bright eyes watching closely.

“I’m glad you’re here. I’m glad we’re together for this.” As she reached her hands to the sky, a beam of midnight sun broke through the trees to set her skin glowing. She shifted, shimmered, and Erik knelt forward to rejoice as she paced over to him in wolf, her silvery coat gleaming with health. She leaned forward, her tail wagging with delight and he laughed out loud.

“Shall we run, my mate?” Maggie bumped him with her head, wrapping herself around his torso.

He shifted, his wolf eager to meet his counterpart. They stood nose to nose for moment, sharing their hearts in wolf form. Erik took off at a run, letting Maggie follow him until they reached the far side of the hill. He stepped aside and she took the lead, her joy in her wolf trailing behind her like a bright rainbow.

He threw back his head and howled, letting the whole world know. He had his mate, they were together. Life couldn’t get much better than this.

“I can’t believe it. You hadn’t shifted for seven years? Damn. Someone needs their butts whooped.” Jared glared into the distance and TJ growled in agreement.

Maggie held up a hand. “Guys. Put your testosterone back in your pants. I didn’t tell you about my issue to get you riled up.” She leaned back on Erik’s sturdy frame as she faced TJ and Jared. Both the young men’s wolves hovered just under the surface, furious for her sake. She tested her fear at the proximity of more wolves, but there was nothing there. Just calm reassurance emanating from Erik like a lifeline. Craning her head back, she blew him a kiss. “Thank you for letting me do this my way.”

“Sure, but you’d better finish before they shift without meaning to. Jared especially is really pissed off. You’ve got an admirer I need to worry about?”

She nudged him in the gut. “I thought you boys needed to know. Last night I shifted, and it was glorious. There will be no troubles in the challenge with me running, but I still don’t know how I’ll feel when faced with a bunch of strange wolves. I don’t want you to get upset if I freak out. With the mate connection between me and Erik, I think I have the strength, but you’re my pack now too, and I’m trusting you to help me.”

TJ grinned at Jared. “I told you so.”

“Yeah, yeah. Mr. Sniffy and his Magic Nose have spoken. Hey, congrats on the mate thing.” Jared winked at her before breaking into a huge yawn.

She laughed. “I take it you had a good time last night with Miss Norway?”

Jared glared at TJ who shuffled off a few feet. “Well one of us had a good time.”

Laughter rumbled against her back. “TJ? You stole Jared’s woman? Again?”

Maggie choked. “TJ?”

He managed to look guilty. He shrugged. “Can I help it if the girls all love the underdog?”

A loud bell rang in the distance.

Erik squeezed her for a second before letting go. “There’s the call. Leave everything in the room. They said they’d shuttle us back here when the event is done.”

They were all gathered at the starting line. Maggie kept Erik between her and the rest of the crowd without even thinking about it. After so many years of avoidance, she wasn’t going to be able to change habits overnight. She took a deliberate step forward and caught Erik grinning down at her.

“Well done, love.”

She lifted her chin a little higher and turned to listen to the Games Marshal.

“We’re starting the event here instead of in town for the sake of the humans. We’d like to thank all of you for the restraint you showed last night while in Dawson. There were only a few comments this morning at the local coffee shops about unusual wolf sightings, so you seem to have managed to keep yourselves under control while in range of cell phones and other recording devices.”

Jared nudged TJ and the two of them snickered.

“What do you think that’s about?” Maggie asked.

“I really don’t think I want to know.”

“Today’s challenge is a foot race. Cross country toward the Dempster Highway. We’ve got a loop through the Tombstone Mountains, finishing at the Tombstone campground. All the campers are ours, and we’ve closed the area to hunting for safety’s sake. It’s an all-out sprint for your wolves. No bonus points available. At the end of this event, we’ll calculate the scores and announce the current standings. Final event will be held in two days’ time.”

All around them teams were stripping and shifting. Maggie watched in morbid fascination, wondering when the sense of utter horror would creep up her spine and throttle her.

It never came. They were only wolves.

She walked boldly toward the nearest team, shaking off Erik’s hand. “I need to do this.”

Her opponents watched her warily as she stepped into their midst and stood there.

Nothing. They were only…wolves.

She threw back her head and laughed, joy springing up again.

“You want to come and join us, love? I think you’re freaking out our opponents and that’s not very sportsmanlike.”

Oh shit. She bowed politely to the captain of the team, backing away with deference before leaping into Erik’s arms. “I can do this. I really and truly can do this.”

He patted her cheek. “I knew you could. Now get naked, little wolf, and let’s go for a run.”

Stripping off her clothes was freeing. Seeing the admiration in her mate’s eyes brought even more pleasure. But the sensation of shifting itself was almost orgasmic. Last night she’d been too worried she wouldn’t be able to shift, she’d missed the awesome physical rush. Today she experienced it fully, moaning with delight.

“Are you going to do that every time you shift? Because, holy shit, that was hot…” Erik nudged her flank and her wolf took control, teasing and rubbing against her mate. “Whoa, sweetheart. We’re in the middle of a contest. Remember? As much as I enjoy sex with you, now is not the time. Rein her in.”

Maggie dropped her haunches to sit on the grass. TJ and Jared sniffed her before rolling and offering their throats in submission. If there had been time, she would have howled with delight.

The gun went off and they were away, racing shoulder by shoulder through the Yukon scrub. Brush that was thigh high on a human was level with her head, and she trusted Erik and the others as taller wolves to choose the most direct path through the maze of tough tangle.

Suddenly they broke out into the clear, the sky overhead bright blue, not a cloud to be seen. They ran. Side by side, paws and legs flying, heads and torsos almost touching they were so close together.

There was something wonderful in the freedom of running with a pack again. While last night with Erik had been amazing, today was an answer to another part of the puzzle she’d been missing forever. Belonging. Connecting. A part of a greater whole. Maggie’s heart pounded in time with their paws on the ground, eating up the miles. Ahead she scented the trail they followed. The more time passed, the clearer it became, almost as if the years of being trapped fell away and musty cobwebs brushed from the corners of her wolf’s mind.

They tore down a hill and splashed through a stream at the widest point, spray rising and soaking their fur. The fresh, crisp air and the bright green growth teased and inspired her senses to greater heights. Ahead, Erik led the way.

Her mate.

Her heart.

She nuzzled his flank with her nose and thrilled at the connection between them. TJ and Jared fell back slightly, letting her and Erik lead, and the moment became even more incredible.

“You’re running well.”

“I’m alive. Truly alive.” It was all she had to say and it meant the world.

They must have run for an hour before the trail veered to the side, upward, forcing them to push harder as they topped the mountainside. Now there were large boulders blocking their way and the trail grew narrower. The teams of wolves joined together, forced by the narrowing path to fight for dominance. Maggie stuck close to Erik, her heart beating faster as snarls and the clash of teeth rose behind her.

Erik maneuvered her to his left. TJ growled and there was a yipping cry. She glanced over her shoulder to see four large wolves closing in. Jared and TJ had been separated from them, and a raw slash showed on Jared’s shoulder.

“Erik?”

“It’s the cheaters from the river. Darren never was one to learn easily. Do you mind if I teach him a lesson?” Fear skittered across her mind, her throat tightening. Darren. The one who’d leered at her. Then Erik’s will soothed her, strengthened her. “It’s not a challenge to the death, but if I don’t do something, who will?”

That was Erik to a fault. How could she not agree when his sense of fair play and justice was so much a part of who he was? She took a centering breath and reluctantly agreed.

The power within Erik snapped like a live wire, hot and out of control. He turned in one smooth motion and barreled into the leader of the other foursome. They rolled together, stopping with Erik pinning the other wolf to the ground under him. He held Darren by the throat, growling in triumph.

“That was quick.”

“Bullies are usually wimps.”

A low rumble to her right brought Maggie’s attention snapping back. Two of the wolves from the other team surrounded her, their lips curled to show their bared canines. Her knees went weak as memories rushed over her. Growls and tearing pain, sleepless nights and nightmares. She wavered for a second.

“Maggie, fight back. You’re strong, there is nothing they can do to you.”

One of the wolves snapped at her hind leg and she whirled on him. Pulling herself to her full height, she let her anger and frustration at being cowed rise. Too many years. She’d had too many years of being the one to run and hide, and she wasn’t going to do it again. A scary growling filled her ears, startling her for a moment until she realized it was her making the racket.

She stared the wolf down, pacing forward deliberately. He retreated, swinging his head to the side, looking for his backup. Maggie lunged at him, batting at his head with the back of her paw. She didn’t want to draw blood, just make him stop. How dare this team turn what was supposed to be a fun event into something fearful? Inside her, anger continued to build. It exploded out, her power flying in his face. He dropped to his belly in an instant and cowered in submission. Turning to face the other wolf, she discovered he’d disappeared under TJ and Jared. Erik howled once, a long low cry that filled the mountaintop with his power. Darren sulked off as Erik rose to stride toward her. Jared licked at his shoulder and she joined him, knocking him to the ground with her body so she could look over the wound. The scratch wasn’t too bad, so she let him up, reassuring him with a touch of her nose to his chin.

Erik stroked her muzzle with his. “Thank you, Beta, for helping care for our pack.”

The lump in her throat felt very strange in wolf form. “Shit.”

He gave a wolfie chuckle. “You just realized that now? Yup. You and me, second in command. So what do you say we get running? No one else is going through the pass until we get started and if we sit here too long the people at the finish area are going to wonder what’s happened.”

She remained immobile, confused by his words. “No one else?”

He bumped her gently, turning her to face down the hillside they’d ascended before the attack. The rest of the competitors lay huddled in groups on the rocky ground, all eyes watching them intently. Darren and his team sat forlornly at the extreme edge of the gathering, dust covered and looking whipped.

She considered for a moment. “Are they waiting for us to go first?”

TJ’s tail beat the ground so hard dust swirled into the air around them, and Erik nudged him to get him to stop. Maggie threw back her head and howled with delight. Her wolf was awake, she was whole again, and she and her team had just been honoured by an entire group of wolves.

When the echoes of the all the responding cries stopped ringing off the sheer rock cliffs around them, she rose, Erik and the boys joining her. They turned and ran, following the trail to the finish line.

Maggie couldn’t care less about the Games. She’d already won the greatest prize imaginable, and he ran beside her all the way.