Trapped: By her blood (Book 1) - Complete

Chapter 9

Carefully watching every move I make I start moving her hips up and down. “Hmm, that feels nice,” I say smiling.

“Oh just nice?” she asks sounding surprised.

“Yes, like watching an old familiar movie with a good friend.” I smile, sitting there with my eyes closed, peeking through one eye eventually.

“You do realize I can kick you out? Snap your neck? Oh, I don’t know, drain you until you turn into dust!” she asks and I burst out laughing. I drop her down on the mattress thrusting hard into her.

“You won’t”

“Why won’t I?” she asks sounding slightly agitated by now

“Because I’m your favorite toy at the moment, I make you feel things you haven’t felt in a long time and you can’t deny it.” I thrust into her again making her arch her back and moan, not giving her a chance to answer. Her body answering on her behalf. I start moving into her, supporting her arched back with my one hand and holding both of us steady with my other. Her nails digging into my arms and the wounds healing almost immediately she gasps. “Not yet!” I order her in a bouldering growl I didn’t even know I had inside me. She holds back in frustration, returning my growl with a frustrated growl of her own.

I keep moving in and out, slowing down my pace every time I feel her throbbing and getting onto the edge. “This is torture!” she screams at me “How can you do this to me? Nobody can do such things to me.” She looks deep into my eyes with her red eyes shining brightly.

“I clearly can,” I say shoving myself into her hard making her moan again. “Want to c*m yet?” I ask her.

“I have been wanting to for the past century, but you keep stopping me!” she screams at me.

“c*m for me mistress,” I say, riding her hard and fast, feeling her shudder underneath me with the release. When she calms down and she is about to chase me out like the last time I grab hold of her kissing her. Slightly biting her bottom lip until she permits me to enter. She opens up and kisses back. Grabbing my hair at the back of my neck, she deepens the kiss, turning me around onto my back, I get a flash of her real strength.

She breaks the kiss. “How dare you make me c*m like that!” she sounds angry.

“Well, I dare because I can, and you need it because nobody else can give it to you. That is why you had Xavier bite me that night. Just as your blood is my drug...my d**k is yours.” I say without thinking earning myself a smack across my face.

“And then you forget your place wolf!” she says in her angry mistress voice ready to climb off of me, when I grab her hips, pulling her back down, turning us around so I at least have my weight on top of her.

“I think you have forgotten your place,” I say, kicking her legs open again. “See what you do to me.” I slide my rock hard d**k inside of her again making her gasp.

“No!” she shouts, a guard knocks on the door. “Go away! I’m fine” she shouts at him. “Thomas! Stop this immediately.” She says looking a little scared.

“Why? I slowly move inside her.”

“Because I am your mistress and I command you to.”

“But you feel so good, I can’t help myself. If you want me to stop, I will leave immediately. I don’t want you to do anything against your will, Selena.” A cold hard realization hits me, shaking me back to the present.

“No, no. Nobody ever did that, I was never abused or raped my darling, Thomas.” Of course, she reads my mind...again. Still, the thought hit me like a bucket of ice water, making me go limp and lose all feelings of wanting.

Pulling out of her I can see the look of longing in her eyes. “I am sorry if I went too far, mistress. It was never my intent to overstep my boundaries.” I immediately climb off the bed, walk over to the basin, and clean myself.

“Please Thomas, come sit down. Let me explain,” she says, but I am so ashamed of what I was about to do, I excuse myself as quickly as I can shifting and returning to the war game. Not thinking straight, I run as fast as I can straight to the forest with the wind at my back. A solid wall moves right into my path making me run right into it as the sun is about to set.

“There you are you little mutt. You almost won this one, but your clever tricks didn’t save you this time.” he grabs me by the nape of my neck, howling to let the others know he caught me. I am so upset with myself for what happened in her chambers that I don’t even mind losing the game. Being tortured by the others when we reach the hall for dinner isn’t even as bad as what I am feeling. I carry their bowls and serve them as if they are royalty without a single complaint. I take them back to Cook without a single complaint and then have my dinner.

“When you are done, we have a pack-house to fix up,” Xavier says looking at me with sympathy. I don’t even have the energy to reply and just nod, hoping he doesn’t suspect anything.

“So she tired you out did she?” Cook says from behind his basin, washing bowls.

“She did no such thing.” I defend her honor.

“No need to defend her pup. I know her. Best you finish your dinner and get up there.” he doesn’t say another word and I keep my mouth shut. Joining the other guys, we fix our roof in no time.

“Well, I guess after today, the lot of you are going to sleep well.” Xavier stands around looking at all of us. Everyone in human form so we could work on the roof. “Off to bed then. Tomorrow is strategy day. Some off time on the physical for you lot pansies.” he says laughing leaving the room.

“Yes, go join your little whore.” David says when Xavier is out of earshot.

“Don’t call her that dude” Brian says sounding upset. “She never did anything to you.”

“No but his attitude is starting to piss me off,” he growls. “What do you think Thomas? You see it from the outside still?” he asks me almost making me jump to attention.

“From the outside, it looks like they are mates. Sorry, but that’s just the way it looks. As if they had a lover’s spat and have now made up.” I say shrugging. “Do you have any evidence to back up your statement that she is f*****g other wolves?” I ask David who shakes his head. “Well then you shouldn’t call her names or you might be the next minced meat,” I warn him in the best dumb new wolf way I can. Things are getting way too complicated. I just have to stay away from her, as far away as possible.

Settling down for the night, it doesn’t take long for me to fall asleep. My dreams are filled with images of her perfect pale body, her smell, her touch. I growl softly feeling her hands on my skin and get kicked out of bed. “Hey Romeo, you overslept again!” Xavier shouts at me. “Get your skinny ass down to breakfast. Why don’t the guys wake me up when they get up? I limp down the stairs into the hall and all of them start laughing at me howling and growling.

“Oh baby, oh baby.” Brian starts.

“Haven’t any of you ever had a wet dream!” I growl back at them.

They immediately stop teasing me, not saying another word, which is weird. Grabbing my bowl from Cook I drop it on the ground and start eating there and then. I am starving for some reason.

“Hungry I see, the exercise is working. Cook, give this little wolf an extra portion of blood. He is going to need it to think today.” Xavier stands above me waving his arms around. Cook walks around the counter pouring a packet into my bowl and I lap it up. “Right guys let’s get going,” he orders and everyone lines up to give Cook their bowls again...it’s like freaking kinder garden around here. Am I the only one noticing?

“No, you aren’t but keep your trap shut!” Cook whispers when I hand in my bowl. “She has plans for you and if you speak up now, well you know already.” he waves me off making me follow the neat little line of wolves walking down a path to where the lookout tower is. Our day is spent strategize and putting our plans into practice. Other teams then have to attack and try to get past us. Later we swap places and we have to outwit their defenses. After a day of running, hiding, trying to find out where, how, and what to do, we are tired when the sun sets and we return to the hall.

“Well done boys. Rest up, in two nights from now, we are taking over a newly formed pack that thought they can just claim a part of our territory.” he laughs, leaving, walking in the direction of her chambers.

“Did you notice he looks a bit smaller?” Brian asks David.

“No man, that’s just your imagination. It’s not possible when he is feeding on her pureblood.”

“I’m telling you, he is getting smaller.” Brian insists.

“That’s just d**k envy.” I chirp in making the entire table laugh...it slipped out!

Brian jumps me before I can even think. “Think you are clever don’t you?” he says with his big paw pushing down on my neck.

“Sorry bud, it just slipped out! I meant no disrespect.” I quickly explain.

“Pansy.” he laughs letting go of me and returning to the table. “Payback for quick chirps is a b***h dude. But seriously guys, something is wrong. He is getting smaller. I’m telling ya.” he says, leaving it there. You can see some of them thinking about it, others shaking their heads not believing it, some nodding in agreement. I know that the coven cleaned their memories so they don’t remember his outburst. How could I say anything...

Bedtime I decided I was not going to be kicked out of bed again, tying a string to the door and my leg before going to sleep. Just before sunrise, I felt the pull on my leg waking me instantly. “AHA!” I shout making David and Brian jump

“What the f**k Thomas?”

“You were going to sneak off and let me oversleep again weren’t you?”

“Well, yeah, kinda.” The other guys hearing the commotion also wake up.

“Will you two stop making such a racket! You are going to wake up....” and they are all caught out.

I untie my leg and get up, walking out of the room with my snoot held high in the air and my tail all puffy and curled as if I am a snooty rich wolf. “Now see what your clever plan did Brian!” One of them smacked him upside the head. Everyone waking up and making their way down to breakfast. Not long after Xavier walks in whistling. Walking straight to the stairs and up to the rooms.

“Why didn’t you stop him?” someone asked.

“What and spoil our only fun for the day?” another answered.

“Where is that damn mutt?? Who helped him?!” he screams from upstairs.

“Here I am, downstairs, having breakfast,” I shout back. “Nobody helped me, Xavier, I just didn’t oversleep for a change,” I say not letting him know that I again outplayed the pack. He looks around the hall to see if he can see any guilty faces, returning his gaze to me.

“You are up to something Thomas, I don’t know what yet, but I am going to find out! Today we are scouting the new pack. Get your asses into gear!” he growls. Did my being on time change his mood this much? Does he hate me this much?