My inner wolf seemed to leap inside my chest, rejoicing at being reunited with Tyler.With our mate.
“No,” I said. “I don’t want to be with you.” Even as I said the words, I couldn’t make myself believe them. It was as if my mind was being overridden by the mating bond. I was reacting on instinct rather than logic.
Tyler brought his hand to his chest and groaned as if wounded. “You always know exactly what to say to hurt me. But I’ll never give up on you. We’re connected, two halves of the same soul.”
That can’t be right, could it?
Suddenly, the whole ally was spinning around me. It was like being sucked down a drain, only I wasn’t moving. The world was spinning. Faster and faster and faster. I closed my eyes.Time to wake up. Wake the fuck up.
When it stopped, I was standing out by the old, broken-down barn. There was a full moon and my wolf stirred, ready to run. Now, this was an improvement. I wouldn’t mind a dream where I got to run as my wolf. I embraced the pull of my wolf, and shifted without pause.
Soon, I was running through the woods, away from Wolf Creek. The air smelled sweet, and the earth was cool under my paws. I howled and another howl responded.
A dark gray wolf appeared next to me and my heart nearly exploded with joy at the sight of him. Tyler’s wolf and my wolf ran as one, side by side, our paces matching step for step. It felt natural to run with him. My wolf was totally at ease. Everything about it felt right.
Tyler’s wolf fell back and nipped at me playfully, my wolf jumped in delight, then gave chase, running through the woods at breakneck speed. Tyler’s wolf took a while to catch me, but eventually, he caught up and lunged on top of me, pinning me to the ground.
My wolf panted, exhausted from the chase, but I wasn’t ready to be done yet. I rolled, knocking him from me and ran again. This time, he stayed alongside me until we reached a meadow.
In the light of the moon, the tall grass took on a silver glow. White flowers dotted the landscape and the trees surrounding the clearing gave the sense of privacy. It was like a secret world, hidden in the woods.
Exhausted and elated, I relaxed, sitting back. My wolf was tired and happy. She was ready to shift back. With a shudder, I began to change into my human form.
Suddenly, Tyler stood in front of me in his human form, naked in the moonlight. I stared at him, taking in his broad shoulders and the curve of his impressive muscles. He growled and I looked up at him, our eyes locking.
My heart raced, excited flutters filling my chest. My body was already responding, like a woman in heat. I wanted him. No, I needed him.
Tyler closed the distance between us and I gasped as he swept me up into his embrace. My breasts pressed against his firm chest, his erection was hard against my stomach.
I was already wet between my legs. There was a tiny part of me crying out against this, but I silenced it quickly. My mind was too fuzzy to concentrate on anything other than having Tyler.
He tangled his large hand into my hair, grabbing a handful of it and pulling forcefully to guide my face closer to his. When his lips touched mine, it felt like something exploded inside me.
The kiss was hungry, his lips forceful. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I moaned as he deepened the kiss. My hands moved up his back, feeling the rippling muscles under my fingers. He was solid and smooth. I felt safe in his arms, like I was exactly where I belonged.
Suddenly, he pulled away. With a smirk on his lips, his eyes moved over my body, taking all of me in. A shudder traveled through me. I stepped back, taking the chance to explore his body. My fingers trailed over his pecs, down his sculpted abs. I lingered for a moment before taking his cock in my hand. He groaned as I stroked him.
With a growl, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and claimed my mouth again. The pain of him pulling my hair mixed with the intense pressure of his kiss nearly sent me over the edge.
Tyler’s hands moved down my back until they gripped my ass. With little effort, he lifted me and I threw my legs around his waist. He didn’t take his time before thrusting his cock inside me. It was aggressive and fast, the entire length filling me in one motion.
I gasped, then winced as he filled me completely. He lifted me by my ass, up and down, helping me ride his rock-hard length. I gripped his shoulders to brace myself, then moved my arms around his neck.
Our kisses were violent and angry, but full of desire. I never wanted to part from him. As pleasure began to build, I had to pull away from his lips. Gasping for air, I moaned as each thrust got me closer to climax.
Tyler’s lips moved to my neck and I tossed my head back, enjoying the dual sensation of him inside me and his lips on my sensitive skin.
Pressure built, and I screamed as a cascade of pleasure surged through me. My whole body shook as I orgasmed, but Tyler didn’t stop. He continued on, sending me over the edge again and again.
Then, I felt his teeth on my shoulder and he bit down. I cried out as pain mingled with the pleasure of yet another orgasm.
My eyes snapped open and I woke tangled in the sheets, covered in sweat.
What the fuck was that?
I stared at the ceiling. My skin felt tingly and I was panting. It had all been a dream, but it felt so real. After taking a few deep breaths, I got my heart rate and breathing back to normal. What was wrong with me? Why had I dreamed about Tyler?Fucking mating bond.
The room was still dark and I could hear the sound of Kyle breathing heavily. He was sound asleep. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but there was no way I was going to risk going back to sleep now.
I stayed awake until I caught the first signs of the sunrise through the window. Then, I got up and headed to the shower. After that dream, all I wanted to do was wash myself.
It had to be the shift last night. The whole increased sex drive thing was more serious than I thought.
Instead of being excited about my next shift, I was dreading it. If it came with dreams about Tyler, I wasn’t sure shifting was worth it. Until I broke the bond with him, I might hold off. I could almost feel my wolf pouting, but she wasn’t putting up a fight. I couldn’t handle having dreams like that about Tyler.
I closed my eyes and let the warm water wash over me. It was bad enough that I wasn’t feeling disgusted by the dream itself. The worst part was the concern over what it all meant. The bond was getting stronger. What if I got to the point where I couldn’t resist him? What if the bond overruled my mind and I let him claim me?
Where anger used to be, I only felt fear. I couldn’t put off breaking that bond. It had to happen. Fast.