Chapter Six
“Mmm,” Anya murmured, arching her back and rolling her hips as her orgasm ebbed, “I do love it when you run with the Alpha.”
“Why is that?” Niki nuzzled the small redhead’s neck, licking the spot she’d bitten earlier just as she was about to explode all over Anya’s gorgeous ass. Anya turned her head and nipped at Niki’s jaw.
“You’re always wild for a long, hard tangle after.” Anya was right. Running with Sylvan, awash in the Alpha’s power, always left Niki excruciatingly aroused and ready to tangle with the first willing female she found. Tonight, the burning in her loins was greater than she could ever remember, the fire so hot she hurt. The sex glands buried on either side of her clitoral shaft swelled and pulsed, reminding her she wasn’t done yet. She caressed the svelte muscles in Anya’s back and when Anya raised her ass in invitation, Niki straddled her and fit her stiffening clitoris into the tight cleft between Anya’s buttocks. She groaned when Anya squeezed down on her. The clitoral core went rigid and she wanted to come.
“Be careful how you tease,” Niki gasped, her canines lengthening as Anya’s motions stripped her control. Like most dominants, she could extrude her canines and claws at will, but they would emerge involuntarily when she was enraged or sex frenzied.
“Tonight you’re even hungrier than usual.” Anya tightened and released her powerful muscles, milking Niki’s clitoris and making her growl. “You’re still ready and you’ve already come three times.”
“Four, but who’s counting.” Niki bit Anya’s earlobe and dragged her clitoris free before the frenzy claimed her. She’d already been selfish enough. She was dominant to everyone in the Pack except Sylvan, and Anya would have been more than willing to couple with her at any time. But that wasn’t the reason Niki had come to her tonight. Anya did not think of her as a potential mate, so she could tangle with her without any guilt later. She’d shown up naked at Anya’s door, waking her from a sound sleep, panting and dripping with sex sweat. The dominance scent she’d exuded would have instantly readied any unmated Were in her vicinity.
I need you now, she’d snarled.
Anya hadn’t said a word, only dropped to her knees and sucked her to release within seconds. She’d come a second time straddling Anya’s thigh while she fucked her on the floor. Anya had screamed through her orgasm, clawing at Niki’s shoulders and back. When Niki had finally been able to focus through the frenzy, she’d carried Anya to the bed and taken her a third time from behind, thrusting hard inside while she stimulated Anya’s clitoris with her other hand. Her primal need for dominance had been so great, she’d refused to release Anya’s clitoris after Anya came, forcing release after release from the keening female.
Now that she had regained a little control, she scented that Anya was still ready and Niki wanted to satisfy her. Anya’s appetite for sex was always strong, but tonight she seemed particularly needy. Niki stroked the inside of Anya’s thigh and cupped her high between her legs. She was hot and wet.
“I’m not the only one who’s still ready,” Niki whispered, caressing the underside of Anya’s firm clitoris where her sex glands rested. “You’re burning.”
“The craving’s been riding me so hard for two days.” Anya whimpered and pumped herself against Niki’s hand. “Even when I release it doesn’t quiet.” She reached back blindly and dug her nails into Niki’s forearm. “Oh God, please just fuck me. Make me come. I need it so much. I hurt.”
Niki registered a warning somewhere in her clouded brain, but the frenzy hit too fast for her to pay attention. She rocketed to her knees and pushed deep between Anya’s legs. Slick blazing muscles gripped her fingers. She found the thickened internal ridge that connected directly to Anya’s clitoris and massaged it with each stroke. The deep-seated sex glands were hard as stones. Anya panted and moaned, clawing at the mattress as she struggled to crest.
“Harder, oh God, I am so close and I can’t…”
“Massage your clit,” Niki growled. Anya’s hand flew between her legs. Niki fondled Anya’s breasts. “That’s right. That’s good. Keep doing that.” Sweat matted Niki’s hair and her stomach muscles spasmed. Her glands were about to burst. She spread her legs and crushed her clitoris against Anya’s tight ass. Groaning, she pounded them both to the edge.
Her sex glands throbbed viciously. They’d empty soon.
“It’s coming,” Niki gasped. “It’s coming.” Anya drove herself up and down on Niki’s hand and frantically manipulated her clitoris. “Help me. Help me. Make me come.” Niki wrapped her arm around Anya, jerked her up against her chest, and sank her teeth into Anya’s shoulder. The dominant bite flooded Anya with pheromones and spiked her release. Niki spent when Anya cried out, pleasure pain ripping her apart.
Long moments later, they collapsed. Niki shuddered as she lay protectively over Anya’s back. Anya made contented sounds when Niki stroked her arms and turned her face for Niki’s kisses.
“All right now?” Niki nibbled gently on Anya’s swollen lower lip, then licked the spot.
“Mmm.” Obviously struggling to stay awake, Anya flicked her tongue over Niki’s neck. “You need more?” Niki chuckled. “If I do, I’ll be back.”
“Good.” Anya’s lids fluttered closed.
Moving carefully, Niki eased from the bed and let herself out.
Dawn was not far off. The summer heat had given way during the night to mountain coolness, and the chill felt good on her heated skin. Her craving had been eased, but want still rippled under her skin. Fortunately, she was close to her own quarters. She needed a cold shower and a few hours’ sleep. But first, she needed to check on the Alpha. Sylvan had remained at the Compound instead of returning to her own den after their run, and Max and Lara were standing guard.
She retrieved her clothes, along with her phone clipped to the waistband of her cargo pants, from the bench where she’d left them earlier and hastily dressed. If Sylvan had needed her, she would have reached her mind-to-mind. And if the Alpha had been in danger, she would have sensed that no matter where she was. The only thing that could have pulled her from her sex frenzy would have been Sylvan’s call.
The Compound was waking, and Niki nodded to sentries heading to their stations, adolescents making their noisy way to the mess hall, and a number of mated pairs emerging naked from the forest after an early morning run. Niki acknowledged the mates in passing but was careful not to let her gaze linger. Skin was as natural a covering to the Weres as their pelts, and nudity was ignored other than for the appreciative glance of one healthy animal to another—providing the Were being “appreciated” was unmated. Mated pairs were sexually exclusive, aggressively territorial, and violently possessive. Even a nondominant Were would attack a dominant if he or she felt the mate bond was threatened. And a dominant Were in mating frenzy could not be contained short of death—logic and reason giving way to the far more powerful and primitive instinct to preserve the mate bond.
Niki vaulted up the steps to the main lodge and crossed the broad porch. The entrance opened into a grand hall, with the library and Pack archives on one side and the gathering room with a huge stone fireplace, sofas, and chairs on the other. Sylvan could often be found there when she wasn’t in her office on the second floor. Lara stood guard at the top of the sweeping, central wooden staircase. Max was just outside the closed, carved double doors of Sylvan’s office. When Niki reached the second-floor balcony that circled the grand hall below, she motioned for them to follow down the hall and away from Sylvan’s door.