The sun rose and set, a month passed, and the snow still fell hard and soft, preventing Adrienne, her babies and Lycell from returning to the ranch. The twin pups were strong now and well fed with the help of Lycell. Adrienne didn’t recognize him. The once demanding, indifferent, and excessively sexual Lycell had materialized into a loving and caring uncle if not a potential mate. He fought a fierce werewolf who threatened to make her his sexual slave. He came to Adrienne’s rescue when she needed him the most.
Where was Wilder? Where was the lone werewolf? The father to her pups, who had convinced her that she could do this. That she could love his brothers and birth all their pups. Had he abandoned her when he realized that he didn’t want to share her?
Adrienne finally convinced herself it was like being a surrogate, but more intimate. Now she was committed to this life.
“I think they are strong enough to travel to the ranch. Spring is approaching and it’s time to go,” Lycell said placing the pups in the bed and covering them with soft fur pelts. He walked and lay beside Adrienne to keep her warm, holding her in his arms, gazing at her, his love deepened and intensified with each movement of her body.
“Why can’t we just stay here a little longer?” Adrienne said looking into his deep brown eyes. “I’m not ready to go.” She never imagined she would want to remain in that cave, and with Lycell. Adrienne glanced at him lying near her with her head laying on his warm strong chest. Moving closer, the fire ignited in Adrienne, her mind conflicted. How did she come to feel this way? She questioned herself.
Lycell’s movement in the bed excited her skin causing chills to rise. His chiseled face, hard and beautiful. His body cut with muscles in his arms and chest, the likes of Wilder, yet her body received a different signal from Lycell. A raw, rough sensual presence, which could break erotic barriers and cross all sexual boundaries.
Time passed and both she and Lycell changed. Once a callous young girl thinking of makeup, her next boyfriend, and now look at her. A woman with children or pups. It didn’t matter what they were, she loved them and she loved the father and uncle to the pups. Lycell turned facing Adrienne drawing her closer into his strong muscular warm arms. Eyeing her every movement and her body, thinking about what will be. Adrienne’s fingers trailed along his chest. Their mouths came together like magnets. One positive, one negative.
“We can’t, we have to get back. Drayton must be catching hell with Wilder. I left the ranch without explanation because I was crazed, out of my mind because that werewolf abducted you, and I was afraid he would do things to you before I caught up with him. I didn’t have time to tell Drayton where I was going,” Lycell said, passing his hand over Adrienne’s flowing hair pushing it to the side, then holding her face in his hands tentatively gazing in her eyes.
“He had to have known that you were looking for me,” Adrienne said stretching and hoping the pups would still sleep until she and Lycell talked. All they did that day was smile and kiss. This was something new to Lycell. He didn’t know how to act. He wasn’t himself. Hell he didn’t know who he was anymore.
A human, a werewolf?
Pressing his body to Adrienne, Lycell made a sigh. Then gazing at her he said, “I want you. Is it safe to be with you? I don’t know about such things. I don’t want to impregnate you before you have a chance to know me. I want to take you places and show you my world.”
Who is this person? Adrienne found herself wondering and thinking. She was afraid when they left the confines of the cave, her whole world would change, and she would lose him as she had felt the loss of Wilder. She was eager to see her beloved lone wolf again but she was also enthralled with Lycell. Who would have guessed that this could happen? Certainly not Lycell.
“We had better get started now before the twins wake,” Lycell said preparing to stand. Adrienne reached for his arms and drew him to her, where he felt the warmth and softness of her. His manhood throbbed from the need and desire to claim her. She felt him eager and erratic as a summer storm thundering and overpowering everything in its path.
He eased over her and placed his hands between her legs. The softness of her skin excited him and she slowly opened her legs, exposing herself to him, exposing her need for him. He explored her opening with his gentle strong hands and fingers. He felt the heat and wetness. The feel of her insides hardened his manhood and it pulsed. Adrienne felt all of him.
She reached unapologetic, taking it in her hand. He questioned with his eyes, but she guided it and he penetrated her deep until she felt full. His large manhood, hard, excruciatingly painful gave her intense pleasure. His gentle movements, belied who Lycell is on the outside. It was their first time. But it wouldn’t be their last. He knew it and she knew it as their bodies crashed together.
Lycell’s moans of pleasure, echoed from the cave, passed the mountain range, and settled in Wilder’s ears.