Their Alpha Bitch (7 page)

Guilt ate at him as he realized Dune would kill for some alone time with their mate, but the guilt wasn’t severe enough to change his mind. He would allow Dune a few hours, but he knew that the hot-blooded youngster would try to sway Kenna’s choice to himself if given more time.

No fucking way.

He flopped casually into the chair across the big desk from Gant, while Dune took another chair off to the side. “Her stuff is stored and her personals are being shipped here. A chopper will be dropping them off by 10:00 a.m.” He stretched wearily.

“Did you locate Vincent?” Gant shuffled through some papers on the surface of the desk.

“He totally skipped. His place was stripped of everything of value, so we think he’s gone to earth while he rebuilds his strength and rounds up some new followers. We think he may try to pull some of the lone wolves into a new pack and try again when he is sure we think we are safe.”

Dune was the quickest to respond, and Mace allowed him to finish the statement before adding, “We have reason to believe the Kennards are now backing him. They never quite got over the way dad stopped them from stealing Kenna.” His green gaze locked with Gant’s. His older brother returned his gaze thoughtfully before replying.

“I don’t think they gave up. The only way to be sure they know she is ours is if she is carrying a Dumont pup. I hope you used the time well.”

“Thank you for leaving me alone with Kenna. I needed it badly.”

Mace nodded, understanding from the look in his eyes that Gant had done nothing to undermine his mate’s desire for him. His eyes slid to Dune, and he sighed heavily. It was his duty to allow both of his brothers the opportunity to sire a child with their shared mate. The more times they spent their seed inside her, the more likely she would be to get pregnant, and that was their mother had instructed them to do before her death. He hated it because he wanted her to himself, but he nodded at Dune and said, “Gant and I will be meeting with the lieutenants for a few hours. Why don’t you get some rest? Keep Kenna company while we are gone.”

Dune was on his feet and out the office door before Mace finished. Gant’s deep chuckle brought his gaze back to the alpha to see his brother grinning. “She wants you more than either of us. I always knew she was partial to you. But she is loving and caring enough to take us all, together, or one at a time. Relax. He is young and horny, but you are her
first
.”

Mace nodded and inhaled deeply. “We may as well start setting up for the meeting.”

Kenna smiled at the first tentative caress of her youngest mate’s lean hands. “You planning to keep your clothes on, or do I get to watch you strip, Dune?”

She rolled from her belly to her back to meet the dark blue gaze. “We only have a couple of hours alone. Mace and Gant are taking a meeting. I’m sorry this will have to be quick, but I don’t think Mace is gonna give me much more time.” He was dropping his jeans, and crawled onto the big bed, moved over her without preamble and kissed her silly.

Her body responded to his urgency as he moved his mouth down her cheek to her throat, then quickly went for her breasts with mouth and hands. He settled his lean hips between her spread thighs and slid home without more than a moment’s hesitation as he found how wet she was. He was rough, hot, and hungry, and his intensity sent her into orgasmic bliss within a few strokes of that long, wide cock. He was dead center on her G-spot, and his fingers pushed her copious slickness into her anal kiss to move her toward yet another climax.

“Oh, God, Dune…that feels amazing…” She wrapped her legs around his pistoning hips and met his hungry, open mouthed kiss, letting his tongue take her the way his cock took her pussy. Dune’s lovemaking was non-stop once he got going, and in spite of the multitude of orgasms Gant had given her last night, she was amazed by her own eagerness to experience her youngest mate’s earth-shaking skills.

Over the past few days, Kenna had noticed that her own libido was seemingly unending, matching the desires of her three insatiable mates. After a lifetime of hardly ever thinking of sex, now it was all she seemed to be able to think about. Is this how a half-wolf felt? If so, she could only imagine how horny these full wolves got…

The only time she’d seen any of the pack’s females since Aunt Maggie’s death had been at the memorial and mating celebration, but they had avoided her like the plague. She had worried that the pack would be upset with her becoming the alpha mate, and it appeared that she had been correct…about the females, at any rate. So she hadn’t had any way to ask what on earth might be making her into a nymphomaniac. Asking any of her mates about her sexual changes had simply resulted in another stunning bout of ménage sex, and pleasurable as it was, she really needed answers.

I am falling helplessly in love with three men…and that scares the hell out of me.

He kept up the tireless rhythm until she came again, and she heard him grunt and flex thick and hard as he spent his cum deep in her channel. She couldn’t believe how insatiable her men were. But when his cock didn’t deflate after he filled her again with his hot seed, she knew he was going for the gold.

He spent a long while driving her nuts sucking hard and deep on her nipples before flipping her onto her belly and dragging her thighs up over his. He kissed her spine and sank two long fingers into her ass to prepare her for what
he
liked most. She whimpered and wiggled as he then buried three fingers deep inside her ass, and scissored them. Kenna had learned quickly that Dune was an ass man. And he had initiated her gently into the enjoyment of being taken in her ass during multiple partner play. But what would it be like for him to take her anally without the added stimulation of one of her mates deep inside her vagina? It looked like she was definitely going to find out…

“You ready for me, baby?” he whispered hoarsely.

“Do it, Dune…just take me and stop talking…” she moaned. As he rearranged her over two big pillows, and sank into her with a choked cry of delight, she came instantly, feeling that long thickness buried deep in her back channel, and his balls slapping at her clit as he rocked furiously in and out of her. Not satisfied that he’d brought her to orgasm four times, her wicked young wolf used his other hand to bury three fingers in her pussy while he adjusted her and continued to fuck her slowly.

“That…feels…so…good…” she panted as he found her G-spot with his fingers and used his thumb to rub circles around her throbbing clit. He kissed the back of her neck with an open mouth, dragging his fangs slowly over her sweating skin.

She felt every long slide…every throb of that marvelous shaft inside her dark entrance as Dune panted and fought for his own control, wanting to enjoy her as long as he could before coming again. She knew exactly when he lost the battle as he rammed his fingers deep, massaging her clit with his thumb.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, shit!” he shouted as he came hard in her tight ass, and she arched as he hit her G-spot and rubbed his fingers over it with every spurt of heat that filled her. They fell in a weary heap on the bed, limp and drained as Dune caught his breath and nibbled her shoulder and continued to finger fuck her gently. The climax that had begun with his ejaculation became more powerful with each slow, deep manipulation of her pussy. She screamed and clawed at the bedding. He leaned forward to kiss her cheek, and his deep voice rumbled beside her ear…”God, I love you, Kenna. So much it hurts.”

She swallowed hard, and kissed the hand that brushed her sweat-damp hair from her face. Tears slid from her eyes to slip down her nose to dampen the pillow. Her hand moved to gently caress his powerful ass as he slowly pulled from her body to cuddle tight against her back.

“I love you, too. That was amazing, Dune.” She could barely get the words out. They lay together as the young wolf licked the back of her shoulder and kissed his way down her spine before he placed a wet, open mouthed kiss on her ass cheek.

“Anytime, sweet thing…but we aren’t finished quite yet…” He slid from the bed and carried her into the shower, where he soaped their bodies and then pinned her to the wall while he fucked her thoroughly beneath the hot spray, bringing her to climax yet again.

Chapter Seven

Vincent Draga read the crumpled letter once more, his anger growing along with his fangs. Three of his loyal followers from the Dumont pack had brought it to him when they, too, had defected. So the Dumont wolves had managed to convince that half human bitch to join them in their mating frenzy. They were one step closer to claiming the pack’s full backing and loyalty with that move. His new pack was small, with a few select assassins and enough full blood bitches to keep his fighters loyal to him. The Kennards had planned to steal the hybrid before the Dumont sons could take her to mate, which would have made his coup much simpler. But the old man had found out about their plans and had squelched them.

He lifted his grey gaze to the three massive males who flanked his desk, and he snarled. “If the bitch gets pregnant, we are royally fucked. She needs to be taken out of the picture. Do you understand?” Keeping the other two Dumont siblings out of the equation when Peter took that Grayson bitch as his mate had made it simpler to take over by defeating Peter Dumont, since neither of the younger Dumont brothers was involved in running the pack.

“But having Peter’s three sons working hard to get a pup on the DeWolf bitch isn’t going to stop me. Take her and fuck her as much as you want, but get her away from them
now
…”

“Gladly,” Aaron Kennard growled with a wicked leer. “If anyone gets a pup on that piece, it’ll be me. And even if she’s already been gotten by a Dumont, I will claim the pup as mine.  After me and mine have fucked her for a month, she’ll be ruined for the Dumonts. They won’t want her back. They’ll just find another willing bitch and do their best to get
her
pregnant.”

“And by that time, the little halfling should be big carrying our pup…or pups…” Jerrod Kennard grinned wolfishly at his older brother. “Our bitches drop litters most of the time.”

Vincent growled softly. He originally had planned to take the hybrid for his own, but he had proven to be sterile. He would have to rely on the Kennard boys to whelp up some litters to increase his pack. But they needed to have more than one shared mate to do that. Or they needed to fuck as many of the bitches he’d brought with him to get them pregnant before they took the hybrid for their mate. He smiled and made that suggestion to Aaron before sending the males off to make plans.

There was no reason at all for the Kennards not to allow him, as their alpha, to make use of their mate for a few weeks, knowing him to be sterile. After they’d fucked her enough to make sure the pack knew she‘d been mated, Vincent would pull rank on the brothers and get her to himself for a time.

He’d sure as hell waited long enough
.

Knowing that Peter Dumont had invited the DeWolfs to join his pack for the female halfling they had birthed shortly after their arrival, he had begun to plot his takeover quietly. He had ordered his lieutenants to set that fire, making sure that the child had been safely out of the house that night. He had planned to swoop in and claim the child as his ward to secure her for his own future, but the Dumonts had preempted him by claiming her parents had asked them to care for the child should anything happen to them. They’d even put that request into writing.

He’d been overjoyed when Kenna DeWolf had skipped out on the Dumonts after the Kennards had tried to steal her. He had hoped to get to her before the widow and her sons could reach her, but again, his lieutenants had failed him.

Those weak bastards would never fail him again…

He would have to trust the Kennards to do what the others had been unable to manage. Knowing that they wanted her made it simple to use them for his own needs. Let them have her body as a reward for serving him well…and then she would be in his bed…subject to his wants and needs. And the thought of fucking a pregnant female made him hard with need. Her sweet succulent cunt would be tighter…more delicious. And as he reached slowly to open his crowded pants, he began to think of all the things he would do to her when she was in his bed…

* * * * *

The Dumont compound was readied for any possible kind of attack over the next forty-eight hours. Mace and Gant had met with the Lieutenants and had alerted them to the defection of several of their higher-ranked assassin warriors. Not only had the Kennards followed Vincent, but also the Lightfoot brothers. They had taken half a dozen of the unmated females with them, obviously hoping to keep the males in line by providing for their sexual needs.

News was filtering in from various surrounding packs that Vincent was promising rich rewards to any who joined his growing pack. He was even going so far as to promise cash rewards for the heads of the Dumont alpha and his siblings…and the capture of their hybrid mate.

It wasn’t lost on the brothers that there were rewards on their heads…but their mate was wanted alive and well. Mace had abandoned his immediate plans to take Kenna to the cabin and keep her in his bed for three days. He was far more concerned with keeping her from being stolen.

After Dune had spent the afternoon enjoying their mate, Mace had forgone the pleasure of joining her. He hadn’t slept in two days, working with Gant around the clock to secure their compound and solidify their alliances with other packs. So when he finally sank into a tub of hot water to ease his aching muscles, he was not expecting to hear the bathroom door open softly, nor to see Kenna slip into the steamy room, deliciously naked.

“I didn’t mean to wake you…” he rumbled softly, feeling his cock coming to life beneath the steaming water. “Did the others come to bed?”

He watched, mesmerized, as she padded across the tiled floor, threw her leg over the edge of the tub, and turned to sink down over his lap in the hot water. Her slim hands cupped his aching cock, and massaged his tightening balls as she leaned in to kiss him sweetly.