The White Wolf (Book One)

Isla POV

I woke up in a warm bed. I wiggled my body and felt a heavy object holding me in place and a small body in fornt of me. “Amera am I dreaming?” Fully aware of what had occurred before I blacked out. I knew I hadn’t left the Castle awake. I questioned Amera, “What do we know at this point before I open my eyes to reality?” , She sighed “Well we know the little pup is in a cell where we left him. Septimus is dead. Our Mates men were successful in breaching the Castle. We passed out trying to save our mate”.

I laid dead still within the bed, Not Knowing if I could trust my senses.

I had been unmistakably ignorant of the power within me. I remember the absolute power that surged through me when I had taken Septimus’s souls straight out of his body. I burned it straight to hell. Where he belonged.

A stirring in my arms broke my train of thought, I popped one eye open, hesitannt to open my eyes, there in my arms laid Crassus. The room was dark but I knew his scent. He was clean and smelled of soap and shampoo. He was cradled in my arms like he always was within the cell. My heart swelled with joy knowing he was safe with me.

I studied him slowly, Scared to wake him. I was hit with a jolt of sparks as something large moved behind me. It breathed down my neck and I almost came it felt so good.

I knew the Feeling of those sparks. Clayton. I knew I wasn't dreaming. His wounds were too great for him to have survived and I knew I left Crassus in our cell when Septimus’s Bewitched men came to collect me. I recognized Clayton’s arm and the sparks felt so real. I turned slowly, I was met with his eyes, his stunning eyes. “Hello, my Love”. My eyes filled with tears threatening to slide down my cheeks. The dark room didn’t hide his voice. I knew it was him. My Mate and my love. I had saved him.

I released Crassus from my hold gently and I Curled my arms around him. Too afraid that this was a Dream, A Dream I would be forced to wake from. I felt my entire body ignite with electricity and my lower lips flutter with joy at our proximity. I kissed him hard and deep. knowing Crassus was asleep next to me.

He broke our kiss first. “My love, Thank you.” he breathed, I kissed him in response. “Thank you for coming for me Clayton, Thank you for coming for us. I didn’t know if we would make it out... Alive” I breathed the words. I knew in his face he felt guilt. I wanted that guilt gone. He was not at fault for us being there. He had come for us. To save us.

“I don’t want to sleep. I can't disturb Crassus’s sleep either, can we find a place to, Talk?” I asked smiling. He nodded and stood up. I noticed then the large healed scar on his abdomen. I truly saved him. I healed him.

He took my hand and walked with me quietly out of the unknown room. I soon realized we were still in the Castle. I walked with Clayton down a long hall filled with rooms. “I want us to speak in the Furthest rooms possible my love. I don’t hear anyone, I believe we have this entire floor to ourselves” He winked at me like a sex god. I felt my pussy clench slightly.

Oh, the things I’d let him do to me. I knew we couldn’t do anything now but we had to talk. Catch up. We walked into a room much larger than the one we were in. This room had large couches lined in front of a wide window providing us with a view of the Landscape outside. I walked to the window wearing nothing but one of Claytons large shifts to gawk at the landscape in the moonlight.

“Clayton, where are we?” I asked staring into the landscape. He turned on a small lamp beside the big couch and looked at me.

“Scotland My love. This is a large castle that was used by a coven of old school witches. It seems Septimus killed them when they refused him to be their Supreme. I think we are close to the Dragon Kings lands”,

“The Dragon king?“I asked when taking a seat wanting to be as close to the window as possible.

“Yes, I will tell you of his myth another time. I think we need to talk about what you found out and if you are ok?” He breathed sitting close to me, placing my legs over his as he made our contact as intimate as possible, but not as intimate as to spark up a sex scene.

“Well basically for 3 months we were locked in the cells, Little food and water, no clothes and or opportunity to bathe. We weren’t tortured physically. But it got to us mentally. I hated every moment. The only person that kept me sane was Little Crassus. He needs me. I want him to stay with us. I want us to adopt him. He is an orphan, my love. I ask you, please. I want him with me always” I felt my tears stream down my face. I look at guilt present on Clayton’s face. I knew he felt guilty. but why?

Claytons POV

I listened to her hastened story intently. Guilt-ridden throughout my entire being. I couldn’t tell her what I had done. I just Couldn’t.

Not now.

Maybe in the future I could. I couldn’t tell her of August’s death either. Not yet.

All I wanted was her here, safe with me. She was My everything.

If she knew what I had done. She would hate me. I couldn’t bear her leaving me. I know now that she cares for the pup far more that I had anticipated.

“He can live with us, as our son”I agreed with her. The joy on her face made me feel happy. I Desperately hoped she would understand why I did what I did.

Isla POV

I practically jumped on his lap with sheer excitement. Crassus was ours and Clayton would accept him. I hadn’t felt this happy since 15minutes ago when I had llearnt my man wasn’t dead but very much alive.

I kissed him, Feeling Amera call to Crixus. I was gonna Mate and mark this man here and now. I was gonna fuck him till he couldn’t anymore or until I couldn’t anymore. I wanted him badly. I kissed him so deeply that We had stopped breathing.

All that remained was the sounds of our kisses. I felt his hard cock push against my starving pussy. She and I longed for the feeling again. The one only he could bring. The ecstasy. The pure raw animalistic fucking we had done in the woods. I wanted that.

I felt my pussy clench with wetness. He could smell my arousal, it was addictive to him. I could feel his need and want, his cock throbbed in anticipation of meeting my Lips. and so it shall, I slid down his body, breaking our kiss.

I was going to suck his throbbing dick empty. I watched his breath stop as I pulled his glistening dick from its confinement within his pants, His bare chest silent as he watched me closely. His eyes black with lust.

I leaned down and Licked his pre-cum, he tensed at this, his nails scratching the leather of the couch, Demanding more of me. So I obliged. I took his fat cock in my mouth as deep as it would go, sucking hard with each time I came up.

He moaned deeply at my moves, I loved watching how his hips moved with me, I loved how he responded to my mouth on his cock. I placed my one hand under his ball and gently played with them, He growled in satisfaction.

His chest heaving with lust as I fastened the pace, I took him deep in my throat next, I swore he was gonna burst, but he kept himself together. with a growl, he held my head and fucked my face with his cock. Id never felt this intensity from him. He was rabid.

I braced myself for his come and as it did I had to swallow fast, there was so much, his growl so loud and deep it made me drip with wetness between my thighs. I wanted his cum in my pussy.

I licked him clean, but some had dropped on my shirt. I watched as he came back to reality, I smiled at him licking my fingers clean and staring into those eyes, I wasn't finished just yet...