Chapter Six

 

Caroline squirmed on the blankets, rubbing her legs together to ease the desperate ache. Grey was much more controlled than she needed him to be. Never in her life had she felt this completely wanton. Grey was a big man, all hard packed muscle and raw masculinity. All she could think about was him naked and fucking her.

She tugged at his collar. Although she appreciated him trying to be a gentleman, like last night, she was way past niceties. Her pussy throbbed, her entire body tingling in anticipation. As if sensing what she wanted, he pushed up to his knees and tugged off his shirt, leaving him bare-chested. His shoulders were corded with muscle, his biceps flexing as he braced his weight on his arms. Only a light sprinkling of dark hair ran down his center.

Caroline ran her hands over his shoulders and back. “Grey, I need you,” she said. It sounded better than begging him to fuck her.

He responded immediately, wrapping his fingers around the edge of her shirt and pulling it up and off. Her bra came next, tossed away within seconds. Grey’s eyes narrowed, his strong chest rising and falling in deep waves. He ran the backs of his fingers along her side, over the swell of her breast. She shivered involuntarily.

“Perfect. Just perfect,” he whispered. Grey moved slowly, methodically, trailing kisses from her shoulder to her breast. When he covered her areola with his mouth, she arched up and whined for more. He suckled her tits as he gathered her wrists above her head in one strong hand.

Grey kissed between her breasts, moving lower, making her stomach quiver. He peeled her pants down over her hips. She could feel his breath against her pussy. No man had ever had his face that close to her intimate parts. She gulped in air, her mouth dry.

Once Caroline was stripped of all her clothes, she was too aroused to care about modesty. The sounds he made were almost animalistic, exciting her further. He spread her legs open, the nylon walls of the tent shaking as he moved lower.

“Grey, what are you—”

His tongue swiped up the folds of her pussy, and she gasped aloud. She reached between her legs for his head, but lost focus when he sucked on her clit. The tight bundle of nerves sent shivers skittering along her skin. A wash of heat cast out from her cunt, and she closed her eyes, savoring every new sensation. Grey lapped at her pussy, fucked her with his tongue, and suckled her until she was screaming his name.

She didn’t want anyone at the park to hear, and she was glad Grey had taken one of the most private camping sites.

“You taste so good, baby. Sweet and addicting. I could eat your pussy every day.”

Caroline wanted to tell him to be prepared to live up to that promise because she was on cloud nine, floating, reveling in her complete abandon. All her worries had been cast aside, leaving just the perfect moment.

Her orgasm neared, the pressure building, her muscles tensing. She grabbed handfuls of the blankets, squeezing tight, almost afraid of the intensity of what was coming. Grey continued unrelenting, his lively tongue never faltering as she peaked. The jolt shook her to the core, then her entire body trembled as wave after wave of pure bliss cascaded through her body. Grey continued to toy with her pussy until she finally settled.

Caroline could scarcely catch her breath, every cell a live wire. Grey stood and kicked off his pants. His cock was impressive, thick and hard. A drip of pre-cum glistened at the tip. He dropped down over her, propping himself up on his arms. His erection nudged her thigh, until she parted her legs for him.

“Once I claim you, you’re mine forever,” he said. The man talked like some kind of warrior from the past, nothing like the men she was used to. She loved everything about him, and hoped he was the real deal.

“Will you be mine?” she dared to ask.

“Caroline, I’m already yours. You’re the only woman I’ll ever want for the rest of my life.”

They kissed, and this time she could feel the passion burning between them. She couldn’t get enough of Grey. He smelled like a man, musk and sandalwood. She wrapped her legs tightly around his narrow hips, holding him close, needing so much more. His stubble scraped her cheeks, and his teeth nipped her jawline as he kissed her.

Once he reached between them, she braced herself for his size. Grey’s cock was impressive and a bit intimidating. He swirled the head of his cock around her overflow of juices. She bucked and jolted, her pussy still sensitized from her orgasm.

“So nice and wet,” he said. His breath was warm against her neck as he pushed his cock inside her. Her pussy was hungry and he easily slid inside. The instant fullness was exactly what she’d been craving. She sighed in relief once he was fully seated.

“You’re so big,” she managed to say, testing her walls against his girth.

This time he did growl, the sound traveling all the way to her clit. “And all yours, little one.” He hooked his arms under her shoulders and began to pump his hips. The man was built like a machine, his body already coated in a fine sheen of clean sweat. Every time he pulled back and pushed inside her, it felt so damn good. She prodded him with her heels, never wanting this to end.

“Oh God, Grey. I’m going to come again.” She dug her nails into his shoulders, her head tossed back. This beast of a man had taken her the edge again, and it felt even more satisfying with his big dick pumping inside her.

“Mine,” he muttered. Then she felt a stab of pain at the base of her neck, followed by the most powerful orgasm possible. It exploded from within her, and her walls squeezed Grey’s cock without mercy, over and over with her contractions.  

He kissed her once on the lips, then dropped to his side.

His shoulder created a wall as he lay next to her. Grey watched in silence. Her breathing slowly calmed. As the lust settled, her insecurities crept in. She hoped this wasn’t the beginning of the end because she’d slept with him.

God, the man was handsome. Such rustic appeal. She touched his jaw.

“You’re marked and claimed. It’s official,” he said. There was such pride in his voice, so it gave her hope he wasn’t going to run.

She reached for her neck, remembering when he bit her. The area was slightly tender. What kind of man bit a woman that hard during sex? He was like a freaking animal in bed.

He leaned closer to examine the wound. Grey smiled.

“You bit me.”

“Marked you,” he corrected. “It’ll keep the males away.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You could have given me a hickey.”

“Remember I said I’d tell you everything? I don’t want secrets, but the things I have to tell you will be a lot to take in.” He bit his lower lip and looked so damn sexy. And vulnerable.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to scare you away.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Grey. I’m not the type of girl to jump into bed with any man. I want this to work.” Just then, a vehicle raced down the dirt road between sites. She jolted up into a sitting position. Another car followed and she noticed the police lights even behind the tent walls. “What the heck is going on?”

She tugged on her clothes and danced into her shoes outside the tent. Caroline hoped she wasn’t in trouble. She should have been back from her break by now. Of course, something had to happen the brief time she was away from the gates. Grey joined her, now wearing jeans, but no shirt. Her body still reacted, despite her two recent orgasms. She ran her palm down his chest.

“You’re leaving?” he asked.

“I have to find out what’s happening. I’ll come back after work.” And she couldn’t wait.

Caroline jogged along the path in the direction of the speeding cars. They were parked at the back of the park by the shed where Wayne had kept the wolf.

She’d forgotten to ask Grey about the wolf, but had assumed his crazy friends had broken in and freed it. Her thoughts returned to the wolves and all the mysteries surrounding Grey. She was in too deep to walk away at this point, and she didn’t want to.

The shed door was open, so she cautiously stepped in.

“I swear it was here,” said Wayne, throwing his arms up in the air. Two policemen stood on the other side of an empty cage. A wave of relief filled Caroline, even though Wayne didn’t look impressed. “Caroline, do you know what happened here?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The wolf’s gone, obviously. Some psychopath knocked me and drove me out to fucking kingdom come last night. He left me for dead. All he kept ranting about was the wolf I caught.”

“What did he look like?” she asked.

“Some big guy. I didn’t get a good look at his face—excerpt for that nasty scar. Some damn tree hugger, no doubt.”

A rush of adrenaline flooded her veins when she put two and two together. That crazy drunk trying to get in the shed had kidnapped Wayne and freed the wolf. She tried to gauge where Grey fit into this mess.

“We’ll put out some extra patrols. Other than that, there’s not much we have to go on,” said one of the cops.

“I better get back to the gates,” she said.

The older cop tilted his head and came closer to her. “What happened to your neck?”

She touched Grey’s love bite and felt her cheeks flush hot. “Nothing.”

“Looks like a wolf bite.”

She froze in place, completely in shock until they all started laughing. Caroline bolted from the shed.

****

Grey kept tabs on Caroline for the rest of the day. His territorial nature was off the charts since marking his mate. He’d been ready to tell her he was a werewolf, a shape-shifter. Grey had prepared himself for the full range of emotions, from disbelief to disgust. He expected fear, anger, and rejection. All that mattered was her acceptance. It didn’t matter that they were different at this point. He was way past caring that she was a human.

When Jacob and Zeke pulled up at the front gates, Grey’s hackles went up. His packmates had no business in the national park. They had Rhaina back, so they needed to fuck off.

He moved in closer, ready to act if necessary.

“Can I help you?” As soon as Caroline glanced at Jacob in the passenger seat, she stumbled backward. Both men exited their truck and rushed the ticket booth. Grey ran in without a second thought.

Grey grabbed the back of Jacob’s shirt and wrenched him away from Caroline. “I told you never to go near her again,” he shouted. He gave Zeke a warning shove to keep him back. The booth was small with the four of them crowding it. Caroline wrapped her arms around Grey, seeking comfort. He kissed her atop the head and had no plans on hiding their relationship. If he had to, he’d kill for his woman.

“The guy who kidnapped Rhaina’s back. We came to finish the job,” said Jacob.

“You’re really on your game, aren’t you, Jacob?” he said. “It’s too late now. The cops are involved. You just need to stay away from the park, like Rhaina should have in the first damn place.”

“She knows who I am. I saw it in her eyes,” said Jacob. “I’m not going to jail for her.”

Zeke nudged Jacob and pointed to Caroline. “He’s marked her.”

Jacob looked at her neck, then exhaled. “Well, fuck.”

“That’s right. I want all three of you to be on your best fucking behavior around my mate. Our lives are one now. Understand?”

“And if he starts trapping again?” asked Zeke.

“Then we’ll deal with it when the time comes. Now get the fuck out of the park and don’t come back.” He narrowed his eyes and bared his fangs as warning. Both men left the booth, their truck scattering gravel as it peeled out of the park.

This was not how his courting period was supposed to go. He spun Caroline around in his arms and then cupped her face. Where should he even start? “Caroline…”

She ran the pad of her finger along his lip with a feather-light caress. “Let me see,” she said.

Grey took a cleansing breath. He had to face this day, and his fear of rejection from his mate. He forced his fangs to lengthen as she watched. She didn’t scream and run, which was a good start. He stood still as she dared to touch his fang, pricking herself in the process. When she removed her hand, there was a pearl of blood on the tip of her finger. Grey brought her finger to his mouth and sucked the blood off.

She watched, not pulling away. “Somehow I knew. I didn’t know what, but I knew.”

“I love you, Caroline. Gods, you need to believe it. I don’t care that you’re human. It shouldn’t matter, right?”

“Will you tell me everything?”

He nodded. “I promised I would.” An RV drove up to the booth. “I’ll see you after work.”

There were only a few hours left until Caroline’s shift was over. In the meantime, he’d deal with his wayward pack.

****

Grey had only been gone about an hour when that crazy woman showed up at her ticket booth—this time fully dressed. She stood outside her window, her arms crossed over her chest. “I told you to stay away from Grey, didn’t I?”

At first, she felt that same jolt of fear, but she pushed it away. Grey was hers.

“I don’t know who you are, but Grey isn’t your concern. You should really mind your own business.”

The woman’s anger was nearly palpable. “Do you know what he is?”

No, she didn’t know what Grey was, only that he was inhuman. And she didn’t give a fuck what he turned out to be. “I know everything.”

“What do you think you know?” The woman came right to the edge of the window.

“Grey’s my mate. He’s marked me as his.” Caroline nearly laughed at her own words, they sounded so odd, but she stood firm.

The woman flipped her hair back and glanced at Caroline’s neck. “Then he’s a fool.”

“My fool,” she said. “Now, why don’t you fuck off.”

The woman reached into the window in a fit of rage, grabbing at Caroline’s shirt. She hadn’t been a supply teacher all these years without learning how to handle bullies. Only now she planned to act on her impulses. She mustered all her courage and punched the crazy bitch in the face. The impact shocked the woman, and made her back off. Caroline watched until she was completely out of sight, then she shook out her hand. That was the first time she’d ever had such a confrontation, but it felt good.

She’d always had to struggle for everything she had, so why not fight for her man? Since coming up here after Christmas, she’d given up on men and love. She’d settled for loneliness, and decided to focus on her career. Now that she had the chance to change her fate, she wasn’t going to blow it.