Fine if he wants to play…I turn and swim away from him, then shift and jump up onto the shore. I wait for him to leave the cave, and when he sees me, I spin and lower, lifting my ass into the air, and wagging my tail.
Sera wants to run, but not yet. Evander watches me, then gives me a grin and shifts. His black and silver beast takes over and Fenrir gives us a wolfy smirk. His maw opens and I see a flash of his teeth before he comes after us.
Sera is loving this. We lead them through the trees and around the lake. The cool winter air rushes through my fur and it’s incredible.
I miss this. Don’t get me wrong, training is my life, but being playful once again like when I was still human is enticing.
I must have gotten distracted because Fenrir pounces, knocking me to the ground with a growl. His maw clamps onto the fur at my neck and I submit… for now. Sera is panting and I roll my eyes.
I wait until he thinks that I am his to control, then roll over and take off again. This time I lead him to a longhouse. My bed is inside. It’s not quite like the one I grew up in, but it does the trick.
I shift back and Evander follows suit. His eyes are glowing and he has a huge grin on his face.
“What was that?” he laughs, then runs his hands through his hair. I walk over to my trunk and grab the shirt I made forhim. I don’t know why I am so nervous. Shuffling back to him, I hold it out.
“Thanks,” he grunts, slipping it on, manifesting shorts to go with it.
My heart races and Sera begins to purr, loudly.“Mine,”she screams, and I grin.
I hold my hand out waiting, and his eyebrows furrow. He looks at his palm and then smacks it against mine before walking off and exploring my dwelling.
What theHell?
“Fífl,” I whisper, but he heard me.
“What?” he asks, and I spin, placing my hands on my naked hips.
“Fool. I gave you a shirt!” I snipe and he looks down at the gray wool top I handcrafted. Doesn’t he know how important that is?
““Umm, no, he’s not from our culture,”Sera sasses and I frown.
Evander gives me a look, like he’s trying to figure me out. Mumbling under my breath, I move closer to him.
“A shirt means something. It’s a tradition for people we admire. It’s usually reciprocated with flowers, or a gift.”
Evander’s quiet as he thinks. A purple flower appears in his hand and I gasp as he hands it to me. Not holding back I charge him and knock him to the ground, then press my lips to his.
He doesn’t fight me this time and soon he’s as bare as I am. His shirt tossed away. I need him. I yearn for him.
Leaning down, I bite his shoulder and he groans, rolling me onto my back. He looks into my eyes and my bodytrembles. I can see Fenrir shining through his gaze and I know Sera is close too.
“Chill out, Sera, I don’t want to rush this.”
“Rush what? We’ve been battling this for too long. You’ve had your chance. It’s my turn.”
“Sera, wait!”
SERAFINE
Frida is too cautious. We have a hot, sexy wolf mate above us and she wants to go slow? After my shift is complete, Evander gives me a shocked look. Opening my mouth, I give him a long lick, then wiggle beneath him, and roll us so he’s underneath me.
Jumping up, I turn around and wiggle my ass at him, flagging him. His nostrils flare and Fenrir is fighting to take over.Come on, wolfy, take the bait.
A growl vibrates his chest and echoes through the longhouse shaking the walls as Evander shifts. That’s more like it. I wiggle one more time, then give Fenrir a smirk, and take off back into the woods. I need this.
I want him to chase me, take me down, and breed me like the beasts we are. Evander and Frida are letting their human natures and insecurities take over. They need to let go and just feel the breeze through their fur, the hot panting breaths of Fenrir on my heels.
This is what we needed.
