She turned away from him, ready to talk to someone else, when Dino moved his head into the crook of her neck and licked at it before pulling back and running off. I looked at Celine, who had a big smile splashed across her cheery face. “Where is Gears?”
Suddenly, a gray wolf with white down his nose and white paws came closer, yipping to let her know that he was there. When her eyes looked at him, she gasped. “Oh, my god, you're so beautiful!” Gears looked down, not meeting her eyes as he pawed the ground. She crawled over to him, resting her hand on his head, and whispered in his ear. His ears perked up before he licked the side of her face and then bound off after Dino.
Rabid then pointed at Duce to get going. His wolf whined again but followed after Dino and Gears to the point where the packs started. Rabid then helped Celine up and motioned for wolves to come up and smell her. Luckily no one’s wolf had any issues with her. In fact, a few of the prospect’s wolves tried to lick her wrist, but Rabid would yank it away and tell them to get going.
As soon as they were done, and it was just the three of us, we walked over to the starting point. “Bricks, can you follow the rear this time? I will go in the front with Duce, Dino, and Gears will take care of the middle. Got it?” I barked in response, and Rabid nodded. He looked at Celine for a second, his eyes softening just a hint, until he barked out, “Stay safe,” then turned around and jogged up to the front of the line.
Celine let out a big sigh, “It's for the better,” before turning to me and smiling. “I guess it's just you and me to bring in the rear.” She stretched out a little bit as I sat down and watched.
She bent over to touch her toes, and I couldn’t help but think,Fuck, I want to bite down on that ass so hard. She jogged in place for a second before turning to me.
Movement off to the side caught our attention as the pack headed out, and she took off. “Come on, Bricks! Let's run with the wolves!” She laughed as she ran after the others.
It was freeing to see her like this, the wind in her face, hair flying everywhere as she laughed. She jumped over rocks and bobbed out of the way of trees until I noticed that she was trying to make the same moves that the wolves in front of us were making. It made my heart swell with pride that my mate was running right next to me, being free in the place that made me feel whole.
When the wolves would start howling in a pack, she would stop to howl and then start running again. I saw her use a little bit of her water magic to help her keep up and propel her forward. Seeing her face turn red and her breathing grow labored as she kept up with us was enchanting. It was astonishing that she wasn’t much farther behind.
My wolf was riveted, running alongside our mate. Excitement and joy filled his soul. This had been the most he had ever felt before. That gave me an idea, and I shared it with my wolf, showing him the spot I wanted to take her, seeing if he would go for it. He immediately agreed and started to nip at her heels, wanting her to stop running as he agreed with the plan I had come up with.
She slowed down. “What’s going on, Bricks?” My wolf started to move in the direction I showed him, barking at her to follow. When she still didn't move, he circled his body around her and lightly pushed her. She laughed, "Okay, okay. I'll come with you. I didn't know you were so pushy, Bricks." My wolf led her to the spot I found when I first came here.
She inhaled sharply as she saw it. There was a long thick creek that zigzagged down the middle, a large flat rock that went straight up, casting a shadow over the middle of the creek, making it the perfect place to sit and watch the forest. It wasn't much, but something about the moonlight that reflected off the creek, and the light gray stone of the rock, made this place light up like it was magical.
It's the spot I used to come to when I felt frustrated with my inadequacies. I would sit on the main rock and watch the water burble down the creek. Watching the cool liquid skate over the rocks, wood, and dirt. Over time, seeing that water slowly changed its imperfections into a working part of the creek. It helped me realize that my disability was what I made of it. I pushed my wolf to lead her up the rock and have her sit down. She followed, and even when we pawed at the stone to sit, she did, still looking out at everything.
"It feels magical. Like you can feel the time it took to make this." She turned towards me and dug her face into my fur as she mumbled, "Thank you. This is beautiful."
My wolf really liked that, showing me that he wanted to rut into her and bite her right here and now. Claim her for the world to see. I knew she wasn't ready for something like that after I overheard that conversation with Emma and reined him back. Telling him it wasn't the right time.
He then showed me how I ruined it when I ran last time, and he didn't want to do that again. He was tugging at the reins so hard, harder than he ever had before, and I was straining to keep his wants at bay.
Luckily, there was a rustle behind us, and he turned around, growling at the threat, until a familiar gray and white wolf peaked his head out of a bush and came out slowly.
Gears.
My wolf relaxed, seeing who it was and knowing he wasn't a threat as he sat down. Celine called out, "Oh, is that Gears?" As he padded closer, she put out her hand, and he licked it a few times before he sat on her other side.
"Wow, this is perfect. It's like having two incredibly soft fluffy heaters next to me." She looped her arm around me as she nuzzled into Gears, and I heard him whine.
"Yeah, I'm not as strong as the others when it comes to that, baby." Gears' voice caused Celine to squeak and lean back into me as a fully shifted, naked Gears was right next to her, smirking.
She recovered fast as she looked him up and down, licked her lips, and smirked back. "Well, fancy meeting you here." Then it was like she realized what he said and switched topics. "What do you mean not as strong as the others?"
Gears looked at her hand that was currently burrowed into my fur, her fingertips making small circles that felt like heaven. If I were a cat, I would be purring something fierce right now.
"Oh, is this too much?" She lifted her hand, and my wolf growled at Gears. This was all his fault for ruining this for me.
Gears shifted forward, crossing in front of her to pause her hand. "I think if you move it, he's going to kill me.” When she rolled her eyes at him, he laid his lips at the base of her neck. I heard a light sucking as she grabbed onto my fur and gasped.
"What was tha-," she started, and he chuckled against her skin.
"That’s how it feels like when you take those wonderfully exploratory fingers and sink them into our fur.” I saw his hand dip between her thighs, running his palm against her as she let out an excited sound. “These guys are much stronger in their willpower,” his excited eyes narrowed on mine, telling me that he had a plan.
His lips moved to her ear. “But I think you're the type that, if we get something started, you want to finish it… am I right, baby?”
She nodded before she looked at me, a burning appetite entering her eyes as she called to me, “Do you want to join us, Mountain Man?”
Before I could do anything, Gears lifted her up, settling her between his legs, her back to his front, as he yanked off her leggings. “Oh, baby, he is going to join us.” He winked at me over her shoulder, and she moved her hands backward, taking hold of his head and turning it towards her lips.
