Her Forever

Trinity

Theon and Thaddeus’ roars overtook the small valley. They stood at the top of the steep hill, their eyes blazing with an intensity I had never seen. Thaddeus licked his lips while Theon’s biceps ripped right through the sleeves of his shirt. If they shifted now, I’m sure the wolves around here were doomed.

Everyone was on the ground, their heads lowered and tilted to the side, showing a sign of submission. The baring of a neck really was a thing, and I found it a lowly gesture. I crossed my arms while they stomped down the hill, huffing, and puffing. My eyes narrowed, not showing any regret for what I had just done.

“What is it?” I snapped. Thaddeus growled, pulling me by my arm away from Spencer and Landon, who lay at my feet. They had just ruined my moment of victory and call me prideful, but I enjoyed my moment of praise.

“Did you dare touch what was ours?” Thaddeus cursed; he was bending at his h**s, screaming some obscenities that I didn’t need to hear. He was yelling so loudly spit was flying out of his mouth. To anyone else, he would be frightening, terrifying even, but I stood there unaffected. I guess it was because he was my mate, and I knew he would never hurt me.

Theon pulled me away, trying to lead me back up the steep hill away from the chastising Thaddeus was throwing out. Theon’s grip was tighter when I started to resist. “Let go; I’m not going anywhere!” I pulled my arm again, but Theon shook his head.

“Let’s go, Trinity.” I leaned back, using my body as dead weight so he couldn’t pull me. Well, that didn’t work because these were alphas.

My feet scuffled the ground, shoes flying off while he threw me over his shoulder. “Wait a minute, let me explain what is going on here. You can’t manhandle me!” I slapped Theon’s back, but he continued walking. The ridges in his back were tight; the shirt only made the muscles more prominent. My horniness before they came down the hill was gone now because I was mad. They can’t just throw me over their shoulder and make me do shit.

Using my legs, I pushed them closer to Theon’s body; using my upper body, I used my h**s to sit up straight, then forcing my front to Theon’s back. The sudden, unexpected movement causes Theon to fall backward. I landed right on his groin, causing him to g***n and roll me off of him. I smirked, thinking he couldn’t do something so shameless, acting like an alpha-hole.

The other wolves’ heads were still down; even the women buried their noses in the dirt. The only two wolves sitting on their knees were Landon and Spencer. If it wasn’t for me, none of them would be in trouble. It was my pride and then anger for Spencer’s mate rejecting him that caused this mess. I forced a colossal mess.

Thaddeus had pulled Spencer up by the collar, luckily not the neck. He was yelling something about not respecting his mate, Princess Luna, crap, blah blah blah. I ran full speed, my feet digging into the warm soil that should feel cold to my toes. Thaddeus was a concrete wall; I would definitely need a running start to push him off Spencer. Getting closer, my feet pressed into the soil once more, and my jump was higher than I expected. My pelvic region was right in Thaddeus’ face as he tumbled backward, hitting the ground with a large thud.

Spencer’s eyes were wide while my snatch sat in front of Thaddeus’ face. His eyes blinked a few times until his hands rested on my thighs. “The f**k?” he whispered while Theon walked closer to us, grabbing his groin.

“Sorry, Thumper,” I rubbed his leg softly. He gave a weak smile, but I knew I busted his nuts. “Sorry, Bambi.” Trying to get off him, he pulled my h**s back down.

“I don’t mind,” Thaddeus grumbled. “That was hot as hell.” I giggled but tapped his hands to let me up. Wolves were still buried nose deep in the ground, not able to witness me kicking my future mates assess.

As much as I wanted to laugh and cut up, I had to control myself. This was ridiculous how they acted, and I wanted them to understand that. “Now listen,” I pointed my finger at both of them. They stood silently, their moods dampened by the events before them. They were just tackled by their mate, supposedly human, possibly part elf, but that was beside the point. “You need to know the whole story before you cause all these harmless warriors to bury their nose in the sand. Princes, Alpha’s, or whatever you shouldn’t jump before assessing the situation. I’m surprised you wouldn’t think before yelling and stomping around like a bunch of two-year-olds the way your mother raised you.”

A few warriors snickered, but the twins’ harsh growl put that to rest. “Babe, you have to understand something.” Theon walked towards me, pulling both of my hands into his. “You have a very different culture you were raised in. This is how shifters operate with mates. We are uncontrollable; we are part animals. It isn’t something we can turn on and off. It is part of who we are.” Thaddeus folded his arms, watching the rest of the wolves now looking on at our conversation.

“There are traditions, protocols, and even ways of the wolf you have to consider. Like humans have proposals and marriages, shifters have their own ways of doing things. Now we were a bit hasty, but our wolves won’t allow anyone else to touch you. I’m sure you would feel the same if a she-wolf tried to touch us.”

“I wouldn’t go try and kill anyone!” I squealed. “We were celebrating a victory! I just kicked the head female warrior’s a*s!” Theon growled again.

“You let her fight!?” Landon was pulled to standing, Thaddeus’ hands gripping his neck. Landon’s eyes never left Thaddeus, not even giving away that I ordered him to.

“I pulled the Luna card; I told him I was the future Luna and I would fight her with or without his permission.” Thaddeus’ electric blue eyes were dark when he looked at Landon but softened immediately when he met mine.

“Why would you challenge a she-wolf to fight? You don’t usually start fights; you just end them,” Theon chuckled, snaking his arm around my waist. His nose went to my neck, immediately making me feel hot and bothered. How could he forgive me so quickly for kicking him in his nuts? Werewolf healing powers for the ball area?

“Oh, just feeling extra feisty, you know?” I entangled my fingers through Theon’s hair, he immediately purred, closing his eyes. I played the mate card; I didn’t want to get Liz in more trouble than she already was. If I told them why she was a douche bag calling me a slut I’m sure their wolfie culture would behead her.

“I can tell you why,” Landon stepped up; the bruise encompassing his neck was now fading. Thaddeus nodded his head to continue. I shook my head violently, but Landon gave me a look of, “don’t even try and save her a*s.”

“Liz basically called her a slut for having two mates, questioning if the bond was really in place.” Growling and more growling ensued, but it wasn’t just my mates but also the rest of the warriors. They stood up, glaring at Liz, who was trying to limp away. Liz had shifted back, a nice set of my dull teeth stuck in her neck. She wasn’t healing as fast, which made me proud of myself.

“You,” Theon pointed to a random warrior who stepped forward. “Take her to the dungeon; I’ll have your Alpha do what he wants with her.” The warrior nodded, escorting the neon pink bra bimbo back to the packhouse.

“I think he learned her lesson, Bambi,” I whispered. I squeezed his torso with my arms. “Don’t’ be too hard on her. Besides, I’m female head warrior of the pack now!” I beamed brightly. His hands patted my hair, holding back a laugh.

“Really now?”

“Yup, that means next rogue attack, I’m going to be out here.”

Thaddeus hummed, “we will see.”

…

The soil between my toes tingled still as we entered the packhouse. Part of me felt a bit remorseful, tracking mud in, but that was what happened when you lived in the middle of the woods. There weren’t any nice sidewalks or gravel roads. Dirt.

Dirt everywhere.

The boys had me shower alone, which surprised me. I had already grown attached to their neediness when there was a chance to see me naked. A bit disappointed, I hopped in the shower, feeling the stings of the scratches and bruises on my body. At the time, I felt nothing. Just the ground beneath me, the power I felt being pulled from within.

An Elf father, that was what I was looking at right now. If my dream was indeed true, then my father was an Elf. What sort of powers does an Elf hold? Bergarian was the distant land where my mates were from; the urge was strong to know more about this land that may house my father if he was still alive. Would he want me if he knew I was here? I had lost my mother; her face continues to haunt me day in and day out. There wasn’t a moment I didn’t see her. Her red hair would get so tangled in the wind when she took me to the park when I was little. She would laugh and laugh when the wind blew, often looking to the trees. She always chose the parks nearest to a forest or a dense woodland.

Before father began keeping me indoors, we would trek through the woods behind the property. The land my father owned stole or killed for. However, you want to look at it; it was a safe haven for my mother. Now thinking the dream was true, was this her way to keep a part of herself to her lover, my father?

Scrubbing my hair and putting on a healthy amount of conditioner, I stepped out. The cuts weren’t bleeding anymore, just nasty and swollen. As soon as the towel wrapped around my chest, Theon came in with a first aid kit. “Even if your father maybe half-elf, I don’t think you gained healing abilities from him.” I shook my head, grinning as his hand laced with mine.

Picking me up by the waist, he sat me on the counter. “Let me see what I have to work with..” Theon shamelessly picked up my leg; the scrapes on my knees bled slightly. Kissing it with his slightly chapped lips, he dabbed it with cotton, placing a medicated bandage on my knees. This continued with each scrape, kissing it lightly, putting on ointments and bandages.

Once he had finished my legs, arms, and the small cut on my forehead, his fingers went to the top of my towel. The girls were smushed together tightly; the heat from his fingers caused me to chill at the touch. “I need to see if you are hurt under here.” The smile in his eyes contained a sensual flame; the corners of his lips trembled, waiting for me to agree.

“I’m not,” I said breathlessly. “I think you got them all.”

“Really?” His expression held a note of mockery. “I’m not sure if I believe you. You said you would stay close to the hut, but we find you playing in the dirt.” I bit my l*p, trying to remain serious.

“Are you calling me a liar?”

“I’m not calling you a truther,” a giggle escaped me, no longer able to hold the serious tone he was warranting. His fingers trailed the top of the towel again, only for me to nod.

His index finger trailed between my breasts as he pulled the towel down. Pooling to my h**s, my larger-than-average breasts spilled over. An appreciative g***n was heard in the back of his throat. “Any cuts?” I whispered.

“I think so,” his head lowered, hot breath skimming my nipple.

“Right here,” a nip of his sharp teeth had me squeezing my thighs together. My hands found their way into his hair, pushing him closer to me. One hand ran up sensually on my arm while the other grabbed the fullness of my breast. Sucking my n****e into his mouth, I cried with pleasure.

“Theon,” my voice caved an octave lower, hair rising on my arms. Theon’s face dove for the other breast, ensuring not to leave the other out in the cold. My legs widened, wanting to push his e******n into my core. I wanted more of the pleasure they had given me before. I craved it; my body craved the warmth of his touch.

Legs wrapping around his waist, he appreciatively trailed opened mouth k****s up to my neck, sucking on my shoulder. Something was there, making my insides tie up in knots. I felt it at the pit of my stomach while his mouth reached mine. His sweet, warm breath lingered just above my swollen lips. “I want to taste you,” his eyes turned black. This must be the animal inside him, the one he lets take control from time to time.

“I’m not stopping you,” Theon was no longer grinning, l**t in his eyes while he bit his cheek. His fingers delved into the softness between my folds, causing me to buck forward, almost off the counter where I sat.

Then didn’t continue pushing his fingers in but slid them out, pulling them straight into his mouth. “Mmm,” he slowly, sensually licked each part of the wetness that dripped down his fingers. “Like sweet ambrosia.” My heart pattered in my chest. Surely he would do more. The thought of his tongue inside had me almost over the edge.

“Did you need something else?” he teased. “Something more substantial?”

“Please,” I begged. My own fingers trailed down to my p***y; my heartbeat could be felt on my clit. It was beating violently, wanting to be stroked, licked, f****d.

“I didn’t hear what you said,” his lips grazing my ear. The hot breath sent a sweet sensation straight to my core. I whined, “please. I can’t take it any longer.”

“What do you want?” I growled in frustration, my finger touching my bundle of nerves. I could get off myself if he wasn’t going to do it for me. Theon grabbed my hand before I could finish the thought, licking the bit of sweetness from my fingers.

“Trinity,” the graveled voice beckoned me.

“I want you to make me c*m,” I quivered again, thinking of his hot breath there. Theon snatched me from the counter, my legs wrapped around him; his cold belt touched my inner thigh, making me squeal.

I laid naked on the soft fur rug of the floor; his arms pushed my thighs forward, baring every bit of my womanly body for him to see. It was a vulnerable position; he could see every nook and cranny. Even the forbidden area that scared me the most of what will come of it later. “Relax, mate.” His tongue ran from my knee to the corner of my lower lips. “You are so f*****g wet,” his cheek ran right up my p***y lips; his cheek sparkled with my essence.

His rough tongue took one lick between my folds, finding the exact spot I wanted him to touch. The blinding light wrecked my vision while coming with a scream. “Theon!” My back arched, his two fingers plunged into my cavern, pushing it faster. Face still at my p***y, he sucked my clit, prolonging my o****m. The foreplay was too much, and now this was going to kill me. I will die having an o****m lasting too long. Is it possible? To die and go straight to heaven with this pleasure wracking my body? Indeed they would send me to hell for feasting and worshiping his fingers, his mouth.

His sharp fangs nipped my clit, ever so gently to wrack my body once more. I screamed loud enough for the entire packhouse to hear; Theon continued, not letting up. “Too much!” I continued to c*m; I swear I had urinated all over the floor. Theon’s fingers left my cavern, thinking I was getting a break, but I was far from it.

Somewhere between thinking it was over and realizing that he wasn’t done, his pants were off in an instant.

His d**k was rubbing all over my p***y; the heat between his d**k and the pool of my c*m made wet, slick sounds. I wanted him to f**k me into oblivion. I wanted his c**k in me so badly I could taste it. Grabbing my breast, I pulled my n****e. I couldn’t ask him to f**k me; he would do it. Then what would happen with Thaddeus? He would be so hurt.

I bit my l*p, not wanting to spill my genuine want from my mouth. As if knowing what I was thinking, Theon rubbed his c**k over my clit again. “I know what you want, my mate. Soon, soon Thaddeus and I will take you. Not today, but soon.” My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him towards me. This was the wettest dry humping I’ve ever heard of.

Theon was getting closer; my mouth was watering at the thought of his c*m on me. Wouldn’t it feel better if he came in my mouth? “Let me suck you,” I demanded. “Let me swallow you.” Theon couldn’t’ say no. My body was weak, my muscles slacked in every way possible. Sitting up to take him in my mouth, he pushed me, so I was laying back on the floor. His c**k was hovering over my face while his face buried back into my p***y.

Holy Mary.

He controlled how well he was going to fit into my mouth. His h**s thrust into my throat, his hurried tongue sunk into my hole. Opening the back of my throat the best I could, my head met his thrust while they became wilder. Hands reaching for his h**s, I pushed him harder into my mouth. My eyes squinted while watering. Tears fell down my face, but I was so turned on, I didn’t care. Pleasing him, making him feel pleasure was all that was on my mind.

Sucking him hard, my tongue brushed the tip of his c**k. A roar came deep within his belly, ribbons of his seed fell down my throat. I continued to suck until there was no more. Theon fell beside me, crawling up to my head. Theon’s mouth met mine, our body’s essences mixed, forming the perfect concoction of erotic taste.

So much for the shower.

Theon looked down, his hand stroking my cheek while we panted for air. His gaze met mine, and my heart turned over in response.

My heart was beating for a different reason now. It wasn’t the fantastic physical response of what we had just done, but the desire to be loved festered within him. My hand reached for his chest, his heart beating erratically.

“It only beats for you,” he whispered. “No one else.” This was the love they talked about in fairy tales. The indescribable feeling at the pit of your stomach that radiates into the vastness of space. It was never-ending and hits you more demanding than the speed of light.

More words formed in my head, words that I couldn’t say to Theon until I could say them to Thaddeus. Theon was a man of words, but hell, he could show me plenty with his body. I could honestly feel my soul reaching out to him; it wanted to be a part of not only him but Thaddeus too. Deep down, I knew something was missing, and I knew what it was.

Thaddeus.

As much as I enjoyed Theon, I wanted Thaddeus here too.