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  Dylan returned with two glasses and a bottle of wine. “I thought we could share a drink as Chloe doesn’t drink and I don’t have a lot of company up here, Mia.”

  “Normally I’d refuse at this time of the day but what the heck,” she said as she sat back against the soft cushions adorning the couch. He poured their drinks and sat down beside her once again.

  “Here’s to a beautiful friendship,” he said as their glasses chinked together.

  She took a long sip and whispered, “I was hoping we might be more than just friends.”

  “Me too, but I thought you wanted to take things slowly,” he replied staring into her eyes.

  “So did I until about ten minutes ago,” she answered as she smiled up at him. He took her glass from her and placed it down on the table before turning back to her and smiling. He tucked a finger beneath her chin and lifted it delicately so she was facing him.

  Dylan bent down and captured her soft, trembling lips with a gentle lingering kiss. He seemed hesitant and she reassured him by kissing him back with a passionate kiss. Her moist and hungry tongue found his mouth through his slightly parted soft, pink lips. It slid in and she stroked it to ecstasy with a sweeping swirling motion.

  His tongue found hers and joined in the erotic dance as she moaned softly. She kissed him hungrily as though she were feeding from the very sweetness of his mouth. Dylan’s kiss was intoxicating and savagely sensual, awakening a lust in her, which had lain dormant for a very long time.

  His hands crept down her body as hers followed a similar trail on his muscular back. Mia groaned as he traced his hands around her curvy sides and up to her achingly swollen breasts. He caressed them through her sweater and Mia sighed heavily and threw her head back. She reached up and pulled the band from her ginger hair, letting it tumble around her shoulders.

  She lifted her arms up, and he pulled her sweater off. Mia shook her head, letting her locks fall back into place. She nibbled her bottom lip as she gazed at him. His eyes roamed over her breasts straining against the yellow fabric of her bra. Dylan reached up and unfastened the lace, releasing her now brazenly naked, sweetly curved mounds from the material.

  Her thrusting rose-colored tips quivered expectantly and ached for his touch. Mia placed her arms around his neck and kissed him while her naked breasts pushed against his sweater. She tugged impatiently at his top and he removed it for her, groaning as her bare heavy and tender breasts skimmed against his bare skin.

  Mia groaned loudly as he cupped one breast in each hand and fondled them delicately. He gently kneaded and stroked them and then lowered his head, drawing one taut nipple into his mouth.

  Dylan sucked her nipple as his hand massaged the other breast. Her juices flooded out of her coating her panties with her sexual excitement. Mia trembled, wanting nothing more than for him to plunge his stiff shaft inside her hot, wet sheath.

  She reached down and fumbled with the button on his jeans while he did the same to her pants. They both stood up, making it easier to remove their clothing. Mia pulled his jeans over his narrow hips and tight buttocks and gasped as she saw his hard erection sticking through his cotton boxers. Dylan stepped out of his jeans, and then pulled her ski pants down over her curvy hips and off her shapely, silky, smooth legs. He glanced down at her yellow, boy-short panties as he gently guided her to lie down on the couch. Mia shuddered as Dylan’s hand touched her sweet warmth between her legs. The only thing guarding her core from his hands was a flimsy piece of silky material.

  He rubbed the soft flesh lying between her smooth thighs and she thrilled at the sensation of silk moving against her wetness and heat.

  She arched her back so her hips and ass were off the couch, enticing him to pull her panties down. Dylan curled his fingers around the sides of her underwear and slid them down inch by inch. He threw them on the floor and stood up, pulling his boxers down and displaying his hardness in its full, huge glory.

  Mia smiled as her eyes took in the size of his throbbing erection. She reached out a hand and found his thick hardness, grasping it lightly but with a firmness, which ensured his aching shaft didn’t escape her grip.

  He groaned loudly as she stroked his length while he stood beside her with his hard male loins close to her face. I wonder what he tastes like, she mused to herself. She turned her head and gently kissed the tip of his shaft. Dylan moaned as her soft lips closed around his manhood and she began to suckle.

  It’d been a long time since Mia had given a blowjob, but it was a lot like riding a bike, once you’d done it you never forgot. He tasted good in her mouth, so big and hard and as she moved her soft lips up and down he groaned even louder. He moved forward, allowing her to take most of his length into her mouth.

  Her moist tongue teased the end of his shaft and as he hissed and tangled his fingers in her hair, Mia felt her panties dampening quickly. Her tight, warm entrance was ready and waiting for him. She’d never craved something as much in her life.

  He pulled out of her mouth and nestled himself between her thighs. Mia grinned loving the way his tight buttocks moved and the way it felt as she grabbed it. Dylan yanked her panties off her legs and she squirmed to assist him in his task. He dropped her panties on the floor and stared down at her as he trailed one of his hands over her form.

  She gazed up at him as he pinched and squeezed her nipple. Mia gasped loudly as he lowered his hips and the head of his member prodded her entrance. He pushed himself into her gently and slowly and she wrapped her legs around his warm body.

  He kissed her lips as he started thrusting into her harder now. She pulled him into her with her legs as he plunged his hardness into her hot, wet sheath faster. Mia grabbed his tight ass, digging her nails into his soft, warm skin. She’d never had such wild sex and couldn’t get enough of him as he relentlessly pushed inside her. This moment was perfect and she never wanted it to stop. Her throat ached as her screams grew louder with each thrust.

  Mia was teetering on the final threshold of passion as her climax approached quickly.

  She came with a soul-shattering intensity and felt her erotic release flooding through her voluptuous body. She wanted more, she’d had her orgasm but still desired more. Dylan pulled out and she glanced up at him as she fought to control her breathing.

  “Sit up for me, Mia,” he beckoned.

  Mia shifted forward on the couch so she was sitting on the edge. She opened her legs wide, and dropped a hand down to rub her swollen and aroused clitoris while Dylan watched. He pushed his erection against her mouth. She opened her mouth and closed her lips around his straining shaft. He moaned loudly pushing himself further into her mouth.

  Mia rubbed her clitoris faster and harder, while moving her lips up and down his hardness. Dylan rested his hands on her shoulders as her mouth worked its magic and grew faster as did her hand rubbing her clitoris. She increased the pressure between her legs and groaned as her orgasm came with a shuddering intensity.

  Her climax knocked the breath out of her lungs as she gasped as she tried to continue sucking Dylan and breathe.

  “Allow me,” Dylan grunted as he pulled out of her mouth and continued to stroke his hardness next to her face.

  She smiled up at him with her mouth open at the end of his huge shaft enticing him to climax into its wet abyss.

  His hand moved faster until with an uninhibited groan of satisfaction, he spilled his seed into her mouth. She accepted it and licked her lips with sheer bliss.

  Mia had never experienced a sexual encounter like this before and was left shuddering and satisfied. Dylan sat down beside her and smiled as he reached for their clothes. They didn’t speak but it wasn’t an awkward silence more of a contented quietness.

  As they finished dressing, there was a loud knock on the cabin’s door and Dylan went to answer it while Mia pulled her boots on. She heard hushed voices and lots of whispering and could only make out that the visitor was a male.

  Dylan returned to the lounge with a worried
expression on his handsome face. “I’ve got to go out, Mia. Chloe’s been hurt and Heather, Kerry and Sarah are with her.”

  Mia saw one of Dylan’s friends had followed him into the lounge. It was the shorter of the guys who’d taken the girls out earlier.

  “What happened where are my friends?” she asked worriedly. What had happened out there?

  “I’ve got the snowmobile here, Mia I’ll take you there. Dylan are you okay to walk there?” he said looking toward Dylan.

  “I’ve got a better idea, I’ll take Mia and you can walk,” he ordered as the guy moved out of his way. Mia preferred his idea much better as she’d rather be wrapped around his warm body on a snowmobile than ride with a virtual stranger.

  She threw her coat on and followed Dylan outside where the snow was falling heavily and the wind was howling. They climbed on the snowmobile while his friend started running through the snow. Mia couldn’t work out how he could run in the stuff when she could barely walk in it without a struggle. The way he ran made it look like he was taking a stroll down the sidewalk.

  “Are you ready?” Dylan asked.

  “Yes,” she whispered, burying her face into the back of his shoulder.

  She wrapped her arms tightly around Dylan as they sped off. The snowmobile skimmed over the soft snow with ease. Mia was worried for her friends. Dylan had warned them not to go because of the weather. It looked as though his prediction was right. The snow was falling rapidly and she could hardly see a thing.

  Dylan sped through though as if he could see miles ahead. Obviously, his mate had told him exactly where to find Chloe as he was a man on a mission. Mia had to close her eyes to offer them some protection from the biting wind and the driving snow. She tucked her head down and into Dylan’s back attempting to shield herself from the worse of the weather.

  “We’ll have to walk this last bit, Mia. The girls are in a valley and the snow’s too deep for the snowmobile,” he shouted above the howling wind as he slowed the snowmobile to a crawl and then killed the engine.

  “Okay,” she yelled back as he held his hand out toward her, which she gratefully took as they trudged through the deep snow.

  They walked down a snow covered slope and when they were nearly at the bottom they heard shouting and screaming.

  “It’s them over there, Dylan. Look!” cried Mia as she pointed with her free hand.

  Dylan squeezed her hand tighter and they began running over to the group of frightened and cold looking girls. Mia frowned, realizing Chloe was nowhere to be seen.

  “Where’s my sister?” Dylan demanded as they reached the group.

  “We don’t know, Dylan. We’re so glad you’re here,” Kerry stammered in between her teeth chattering.

  “What the fuck happened?” Mia asked as she helped Kerry to her feet. Long scratches marred her beautiful complexion.

  “We…we were attacked, Mia. I don’t know what it was. It all happened so fast,” Kerry replied looking around at the others.

  Heather and Sarah were huddled together in the snow. Heather was bleeding from a wound on her leg and Sarah had scratches on her face too.

  “Jesus, Dylan, what could’ve done this?” Mia asked as she helped Heather up and they trekked back to the snowmobile.

  Dylan looked around nervously. “I’m not sure, Mia. Come on, we’ve got to move and look for Chloe,” he answered as he helped Mia get Heather to the snowmobile.

  “How are we going to get everyone back?” Mia asked. There was no way they were all going to fit on the snowmobile.

  Dylan sighed as he looked around. “I’ll leave you here with Kerry and Sarah.” He withdrew something silver from his pocket and handed it to her. “Here’s my gun, only use it if you’ve got to. Do you know how to shoot?” he asked.

  She nodded. Luckily Mia had taken shooting lessons and was comfortable with a firearm.

  “Yes, but fucking hurry, Dylan,” she said not feeling at all happy about being left. It would take them several trips to get everyone back to the cabin and they still had to find Chloe too.

  He kissed her lips taking her by surprise. “Use the gun if you’ve got to. Shoot anything that comes at you no matter what it might look like shoot it. Do you understand me?” he said, shaking her by the shoulders. Dylan didn’t give her a chance to respond. He hopped on the snowmobile and peeled away.

  What the fuck was that supposed to mean? She didn’t know, but she was ready to shoot if required. As the sound of the snowmobile’s engine grew distant, Mia began to panic. It was just she, Kerry, and Sarah. Apart from being terrified and having a few scratches, the two girls seemed all right.

  “What happened? Do you remember anything?” Mia asked, as she looked around nervously with the gun ready to fire.

  “As I said it all happened so fucking quickly, Mia. We didn’t stand a chance,” Kerry replied as she put an arm around Sarah who couldn’t stop trembling.

  “It was wolves. Wolves attacked us,” Sarah whispered, momentarily coming out of her fear-induced trance to utter the words before succumbing to it once again.

  Mia thought back to her conversation with Dylan and what he’d said about wolves. Then she recalled the way his friends had reacted to her question about the wolf song she’d heard. “Do you remember the way the guys all acted when I mentioned the wolves howling last night?” she questioned with a frown. Something wasn’t adding up here.

  “Yeah. They said there weren’t any wild wolves in these parts, Mia,” Kerry’s voice shook as her eyes widened. “But explain to me what the fuck that is standing behind you right now then,” Kerry shrilled as she pointed.

  Mia turned around slowly not sure she wanted to see what was standing behind her but knowing that she must. A small cry bubbled up her throat as she found herself staring into the most bewitching eyes she’d ever looked into. They were a pale amber color that complemented the wolf’s pale gray fur. The wolf’s nose was pushed back and it was snarling with its body low to the ground as if it were preparing to pounce.

  The most noticeable thing about the animal was its teeth, especially its canines. They were huge and sharp like daggers. Its ears were flat against its head and as the snarling grew louder, Mia raised the weapon to take a shot with shaking hands. She released the safety and was about to fire when she heard the whirling engine of the snowmobile returning. Thank God Dylan was back and he’d made amazing time too.

  “Mia, no, lower the gun,” Dylan shouted and as she did as he instructed the wolf fled into the trees.

  “I don’t understand, Dylan. You told me to use it if I had to,” she said as he approached them.

  “It wasn’t a threat, Mia. Come on I’m going to give you a quick tour of a snowmobile and you can take Sarah back while I wait here with Kerry. Just promise you’ll come back for us okay,” he said smiling at her.

  Dylan explained the controls and how to read the compass that was attached to the gauges. Mia picked it up quickly and sped off with Sarah clinging to her like a frightened monkey. She dropped her back off at the cabin and returned for Dylan and Kerry. As she approached she saw a pack of wolves surrounding them both. Kerry was screaming while Dylan was calm.

  He raised a hand to them and they fled with their tails between their legs, whimpering as they went. Mia gaped at the scene. What in the world was going on? None of this was making any sense.

  He looked up to see Mia watching. “I’ve got a lot to explain to you. I’m not the person you think I am, Mia.”

  “Yeah. I got that. What are you some sort of wolf trainer?” she said knowing how ridiculous that sounded.

  “No. I’m one of their pack. I’m their leader, the alpha wolf,” he said quietly staring down at the snow. “I didn’t tell you as I didn’t think you’d accept me for what I truly am.”

  “Chloe and the guys they’re your pack aren’t they?” she asked not knowing what to think. Werewolves. She’d heard stories, but they were just tall tales they weren’t real, were they?

  Dy
lan walked toward her nodding his head as he gently tilted her chin up. He bent down, kissing her on her trembling lips.

  “Mia, he’s a friggin wolf. Didn’t you hear what he just said?” Kerry exclaimed. “They brought us out here and attacked us. They were going to do God knows what with us,” she shrilled.

  “Why did your friends bring them out here?” Mia asked suspiciously.

  Dylan sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “They brought them out here to have a good time. Unfortunately, we have a few wolves that have only just begun to shift, and they can be a bit jumpy when startled. No one was intentionally put in danger, Mia. If I’d have thought there was a serious threat I’d have forbade them from bringing your friends out there. We wish to live in harmony here. We don’t want to be hunted,” he said sincerely.

  “You’re not actually buying this crap are you?” Kerry screeched. “He’s a wolf!”

  “I don’t care what he is, Kerry. He’s the first guy who’s treated me with respect. I’ve fallen for my wolf guy,” she said as she held him close. He made her feel safe, warm and wanted.

  “I’ll always love and protect you, Mia,” Dylan promised as he kissed her again. She knew his words were true.

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