A Coyote Among Wolves ( Gay Menage) Page 3

  “What do you want, little coyote?” he purred in my ear and slowed his strokes as the pleasure gathered in my balls. He circled his thumb around my glans and I gasped as the hot pleasure assaulted me. I was so close, but he knew me well and gave me just enough to keep me on the edge.

  “Please, alpha. I need to come,” I managed.

  “Hm… You have been extremely good, yes? With one look you spread yourself for me and eagerly accept my dick into your ass. And watching you try your best to deep-throat my packs’ cocks… Yeah. You deserve to come.”

  Relief flooded me and I smiled at his praises. I learned, however, just how darkly playful Zander could be. He stroked me to the edge, pulled back and repeated the process several times until I was begging and pleading and saying things I never thought I might. When he finally did allow me the release, the intensity was unparalleled. His bedroom filled with my groans as I soaked his bedding with my cum and when it was all over, I collapsed against my own puddle.

  Zander laughed darkly and kissed me tenderly. “Rest for a while then come join us for dinner. We are going out running tonight.”

  I gasped in excitement. After my marking in the hotel, we’d left Chicago and returned to the pack’s territory. The cabin that served as their residence was bigger than I would have imagined and had all the creature comforts one could want. I’d settled in easily, but I still missed my uncle and former pack. Zander was sweet and comforted me when I was down. The others were as equally concerned for my well-being and I’d begun to adjust to their individual personalities. Uriel enjoyed cheesy comedies and we’d watched several movies together. Thad and Jenk liked to battle each other over chess. They were teaching me but it was a confusing game. All in all, I felt comfortable.

  Zander left me and I relaxed in bed, too exhausted to do much else. As the sound of excited voices and clinking silverware drifted to me, I got out of bed and washed up. I joined my pack at the dinner table, their laughter sinking into me. Before I could sit down, Zander curled his finger at me and I obeyed. He kissed me thoroughly and landed a playful spank to my butt. I sat down in my place with a bowl of beef stew. I listened to their chatter with a smile—Uriel talked about a new paint job for his chopper while Thad and Jenk detailed a tense and exciting chess game they’d had. It felt like my old pack and I savored the simple moment.

  “Refill?” Uriel asked and motioned to my empty bowl.

  “I’m sorry, my stomach isn’t as big as everyone else’s,” I teased.

  Uriel chuckled and cocked a brow at me. “Are you calling me fat?”

  “Never,” I said.

  “Fat cock maybe,” Thad poked. “That’s what you’re thinking, right?”

  I blushed and looked down, not at all in disagreement. The sound of Zander’s amusement went right to my heart. The pack settled down with fresh bowls of stew, the hum of their conversation relaxing me. I loved the way Zander smiled, his lips rising to one side. I was so very glad he’d found me.

  Uriel reached over to me and stroked the back of my neck, sending a chill through me. “Since we are going out tonight, want to get busy on dessert?”

  The feral glimmer in his eyes ignited my blood and I sank to my knees under the table. He undid his pants and I freed his hardening cock. I took in in my mouth and sucked him long and slow. His fingers glided across his scalp as I pleasured him while he talked with his pack-mates. I know he liked it deep so I took him down my throat. It was becoming easier, my body adapting to fit their needs. His grip tightened and I sucked hard as he came. I moved over to Thad and loosened his pants. He growled as I blew him in short, fast strokes until he was hissing and wiggling in his chair. When he was fully satisfied, I crawled over to Jenk and made sure to hit that special spot under the glans. He orgasmed with a strained curse.

  I glanced to where Zander was sitting, his legs covered in black leather. His cock was a tent in his pants and I licked my lips. I settled between his legs and freed his cock, the flesh hot and heavy. My jaw hurt but I didn’t care. I covered his cock and balls with my spittle, worshipping every corner of him. As I worked him thoroughly, he stroked my hair, his reassuring touches fueling me on. He’d chosen me, and I was proud to serve him. I took my time, determined to pleasure every inch of him. I alternated from taking him deep to swirling my tongue all over the head until he was squirming. His body tightened, letting me know he was close and I swallowed him down. He came in a rush and I accepted every salty drop of my alpha.

  Zander stroked my cheek as I settled my head in his lap, his softening cock moist against my skin. I never thought I could feel so comfortable where I was. The hum of the wolves’ chatter soaked into me and the scent of my mated-alpha relaxed me. He caressed me gently, his touched comforting. He looked down to me and smiled, that simple gesture lighting me up.

  “Did we drain all your energy are you ready to go running?” Zander inquired.

  I grinned and slid up his body. I whacked myself on the head in the process and whimpered. He made a sound of sadness and rubbed the bump on my head. I blushed and he kissed me.

  “I’ll take that as you’re good to go,” he teased.

  ****

  My heart hammered with excitement as the wolves started peeling their clothes off, shirts and pants littering the forest floor. Zander squeezed my hand and his fingers on my chin grabbed my attention.

  His eyes were intense, serious. “You will stay with one of us at all times. You will not go off alone. Yes?”

  “Yes, alpha,” I said, my coyote needing to be set free.

  He smiled and pecked my lips. I watched with heated eyes as he drew his clothes off his gorgeous body, the bulbous muscles moving in tune with one another. His lips curled up into a smirk and he came to help me out of mine. He was totally aware of the effect he had on me and didn’t hesitate to use it. He kissed my neck and undid my pants. When I was naked he took me into his arms and I held onto him, needing my alpha. The last time I had run with my pack, we’d been ambushed. The fear evaporated and he took my hand. The howl of a wolf accompanied us as we walked deeper into the forest.

  He released me and gave me one last kiss. His bones cracked and black fur covered his body. His human form twisted and reshaped into a powerful wolf. Glowing eyes fell on me and I kneeled before him. I kept my eyes on the ground as I pushed my fingers into his fur. He licked at my cheek, a silent urging to join him.

  Summoning my animal, I took a deep breath and let the change overtake me. On four legs, I shook my new body, the disorientation quickly passing. I wagged my tail and licked at Zander’s muzzle in welcoming. He stamped his forelegs on the ground and arched his butt in the air in play. He took off at a run and I followed. I pumped my legs hard to keep up with him, his big body easily eating up the ground. We twisted and turned, weaved through bushes and leaped over rocks. The sounds of our happiness filled the dark forest and the rest of the pack joined us in running. Zander led the charge, Uriel, Thad and Jenk flanking me.

  He skidded to a stop and the wolves growled and snapped at each other in a mock fight. I yipped at the sky, pure elation filling me. This was my pack, my family. Our howls broke the quiet forest but we didn’t care. This was what it was to be alive.

  Zander settled down and I came to lay next to him. He licked at my ear affectionately. I missed my uncle but this was where I was meant to be. He didn’t care if I was a coyote and I didn’t feel lesser for being such. The growls of my pack-mates ceased as everyone lounged under the moonlight, tired from blowing off so much energy. They caged me in with their bodies, their warmth soaking into me. I was surrounded on every side and felt beyond safe.

  This was where I belonged! I was mated-omega to Zander. There would never be another.

  Everyone jerked awake as a distant yelp sounded. I perked up, my heart skipping a beat. I should know that sound—I did know that call. It was beautiful and I never thought I’d ever hear it again. I shot to my feet and took off, not thinking. Zander growled at me but I couldn’t
stop. I yowled and the coyote responded. I yapped until my throat was raw and my nose was filled with familiar scents. I was aware Zander and his pack were chasing me but I couldn’t stop. I prayed he would understand.

  Chapter Five

  I broke through the trees and into a small clearing where the forms of several coyotes stood. I knew that gray fur and those aged yellow eyes—Zander dashed in front of me and nipped at my haunches. I rolled onto my back in submission while the others surrounded me.

  The coyotes yowled and growled. Panic suffused me. They had encroached upon Zander’s territory. What if he weren’t as lenient toward alphas as he had been me? I summoned my human body, my vision swirling for a moment. I shouted at Zander, but my words were garbled as my brain got mixed up from the transition from animal to human.

  Zander and his pack shifted, their bodies tight with agitation. I slipped passed Uriel but Zander pulled me next to him, his arms holding me secure against him. I could feel that he was upset with me that I’d taken off and hated that I had disappointed him but I prayed he understood. The coyotes shifted and I watched as my uncle’s scarred body took shape. He eyed the wolves warily and it was clear he didn’t want another fight.

  I moaned and looked to Zander, pleading with him silently. He loosened his grip and I crashed against my uncle, his arms going around me. My family circled me, friends, cousins, pack-mates welcoming me. I cried openly against my uncle, sure he had been lost. He kissed the top of my head and whispered his love.

  “I thought you were dead. Why didn’t you come for me?” I managed.

  “The invaders chased us for a long while and I did not want to lead them to you,” Uncle said. “One they’d given up we came to find you at The Watering Hole but you were not there. The dragons said you left with a pack of wolves and we tracked you here.”

  I searched his weary face and looked to everyone, their gazes reflecting both happiness that I’d been found and sadness. “This is everyone?”

  My uncle nodded and I mourned the loss of the others. Zander cleared his throat and I peeled myself away from them. I returned to Zander’s side and he pulled me against him. There was no going back. I belonged to Zander now. My uncle eyed him suspiciously and the wolves and coyotes exchanged speculative glares. It seemed no one knew what to do.

  “My apologies for encroaching upon your territory, wolf,” my uncle said. His voice cracked. “We will be on our way.”

  Tears pooled in my eyes. I’d lost them once and now I was going to lose them again, but Zander was my alpha now.

  “Randy is one that I love,” Zander said, breaking his silence. “It would hurt him if he were never to see you again.”

  I gaped at him, his expression unreadable as he stared at my uncle. The words hung in the air, my body momentarily warming from his confession.

  “Perhaps, we can coexist,” Zander said and glanced to his pack. They shrugged and Uriel nodded. “The northern border of my territory is unclaimed. And this area is under the dragon’s jurisdiction. In addition, I’m not opposed to a truce. Our packs are small. Together we would be stronger. And we would be united on the common ground that we care for Randy.”

  My uncle looked between his pack then back to Zander. I could hardly breathe, the idea that there might be a happy ending for everyone stealing the air from my lungs. I clung onto Zander, my fingers digging into his skin. I begged him in my mind, hoping our bond might relay my feelings to him.

  “You would allow us to see him?” My uncle said disbelievingly. “You have no reason to extend such courtesies. Why?”

  Zander looked to me, his eyes shining with love. He returned his attention to my uncle. “This is my pack, Uriel, Thad, and Jenk. We all know what it’s like to be cast out whether by our own packs or by invaders. I was unfortunate enough to witness my parents’ death at the hands of a coup. I managed to escape and wandered the world as a lone wolf until Uriel, a victim of the same found me. Alpha to alpha, you know how hard it is being what we are. We know what it is like to lose those we love. I don’t want that for Randy.”

  My uncle blew out a big breath and nodded. He bit his lip as if he were considering something. “It seems you are a worthy alpha for my nephew. I would be proud to accept the truce. We shall make our new home on the northern border.”

  The coyotes turned to leave and Zander released me. I looked to him, his lips curled up in a smile. I rushed to hug my uncle, his arms tightening around me. I couldn’t help it, I cried. I never imagined things would turn out okay in the end. He cupped my face and pressed a kiss to my forehead. Just like that, they disappeared into the trees.

  Zander came up behind me and wrapped me in his arms, his warm, smooth body stroking against mine. I turned to him and rested my head on his solid chest.

  “Thank you,” I said and sniffled. “You don’t know what this means to me.”

  He tipped my chin up. “I am serious about what I said. What I feel for you goes beyond love.”

  I smiled at him and the others came to comfort me. They surrounded us with their bodies, their support caging me in and strengthening the bond between us. As Zander kissed me like a cherished mate, I saw our future in my heart. Soon I would bear his pups and together—with my uncle’s pack—they’d grow up loved and protected.

  I might be a coyote, but I felt like a wolf inside and it was all because of Zander.

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