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Zeke fingered her pu**y feeling the warmth of her release flood his hands. He sensed the wolf inside her calm as her release ended. Soothing her with kisses and strokes, he withdrew his hand from between her thighs. He wondered how long she’d been dealing with the heat spiraling inside her. Zeke could not recall a woman dealing with heat without a male to help. Whatever she had done must have calmed the wolf inside her. He knew it wouldn’t have settled the wolf, but it surely calmed her enough to work.
“Thank you,” she said, moaning. Did she hear the purring coming from her own body? She lay content in his arms.
He wasn’t done with her. His c**k was rock hard begging for his chance to explode inside her.
Mate.
The words rushed through his mind making him pause. No, he wouldn’t give his thoughts any light at this moment. He needed to wait and be sure before he made any rash decisions like claiming a woman.
Turning her to the bed, he opened her thighs. Mary didn’t fight him this time. Gazing down at the lips of her pu**y he saw the dots of blood showcasing her virginity. He wanted to lean back and pound on his chest like a Neanderthal. Instead, he gripped the base of his shaft running the tip through her creamy essence. She cried out but didn’t close him out.
Pushing the tip to her entrance, he let the tip just inside. Holding her hands in his own, he pressed them beside her head.
Without saying a word he slammed inside, going to the hilt inside her.
She screamed, crying out with pleasure.
Her arousal deepened. He couldn’t smell any pain coming from her. Pulling out of her tight warmth he stopped when only the head remained inside. Zeke didn’t lose eye contact as he thrust in her once again. Her moans grew louder as he took his time to pull out and then slam in, taking her by surprise each time.
Letting go of her hands, Zeke grabbed her h*ps and rammed inside her, roughly. He wanted to bury himself within her and never leave the warmth of her body.
Her eyes were dilated, and Zeke loved the submissive look as she kept her hands beside her head as he f**ked her hard. Looking down, he saw where they were connected. His na**d dick was slick with her release.
His balls tingled as the beginnings of his orgasm started. Her body called to him. Tightening his grip on her hips, he leaned down to claim her lips. She opened up, and he plundered her mouth with his tongue.
“Kiss me back,” he said.
Her tongue stroked his. Leaving her lips, he sank one hand into her hair, holding her close, and he gripped her ass with his other. He deepened the kiss, and their teeth clashed with the depth.
Biting into her lip, he pounded away inside her, holding his orgasm off. Tightening his hold on her ass, Zeke kissed down to her neck, licking the spot where her pulse pounded against her flesh.
“Please,” she said.
He didn’t know what she was begging for, and at that moment he didn’t care. Slamming inside her, Zeke growled as his orgasm crashed into him. Every part of his body felt aflame with the need to claim her. Removing his lips from her body, he pressed his head into the pillow, which muffled the sound of his growling.
His seed soaked her womb, and he stayed still inside her for several minutes after his orgasm finished.
The only noise to be heard in the four walls of his room was the sounds of their breathing.
“Zeke?” she asked.
He was conscious of the fact it was the first time she used his name. Closing his eyes he counted to three before moving off her. He pulled out of her body, shaken to the core by the pleasure she’d given him.
“Zeke?” she said his name again. Didn’t the woman know he wanted silence?
“Go to sleep,” he said, standing up.
She didn’t argue or make any move to follow him. Leaving the room, he went to his bathroom, slamming the door closed behind him.
Staring at his reflection Zeke wondered why he couldn’t see a change at who was looking at him. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he left the bathroom by the other door leading out into the hallway. His pack knew not to disturb him in his own space. Going down to the second floor he knocked on Max’s door. He heard Jane moan and Max apologize. Zeke waited as Max grabbed a robe from the chair and seconds later opened the door.
“Alpha, how can I help you?”
Max bowed his head, and Zeke wondered why the formality.
“What are you doing?” Zeke never demanded submission from his pack. He commanded respect as he gave it as much as received it.
“Your eyes, Zeke. They’re burning.” Max opened the door. Zeke saw Jane had the blanket up to her chin as she stared at him.
Glancing in the mirror Zeke saw the eyes of his wolf glaring back at him. “Shit.” Rubbing a hand down his face, Zeke paced his friend’s room until he felt in control once again.
“Alpha?” Max asked.
Opening his eyes he stared at his friend. “Find everything that you can about Mary. I want to know everything. In the morning go back to the pack’s house and retrieve her things. I’ll give you some clothing to scent her.”
“Yes, Alpha,” Max said.
Zeke needed to know why he was feeling this way. She was different, and he recalled her scent before. No, he’d been too late, and he couldn’t think about the other woman.
They took her.
“Find out everything. I want to know where she lived. I want her whole f**king past.” Storming out of the room, he went back to his bathroom. Closing the door he turned the shower on and stood underneath. The pack he killed had been responsible for the disappearance of his sister. His father had asked for his help seeing as he lived close to the other pack. Zeke had known Roger and Dani for some time. They’d shared a few meals together as a sign of friendship. In all that time he’d never thought it was possible for them to be in the market for capturing females and selling them to the highest bidder. His sister was still missing. She’d been running with his father’s pack when she went missing. The hunt had started the moment they realized she’d gone missing. The problem they faced was telling the local police force. They couldn’t tell them a wolf had gone missing, so they had handled her disappearance personally. Not that it had led to anything other than Roger and Dani’s pack seeming to be the culprit.
Roger and Dani hadn’t even mentioned a half breed in their pack. Pressing his palm to the tiled wall, Zeke let the warm water cascade down his skin. Mary’s pack had despised her. None of them cared about her at all. In the few meals he’d shared with Roger and Dani, Zeke had never sensed an evil streak or the true scent that clung to them this night. They had to have used something that masked the horrid scent.