Into the Fire [The Royal Wolves 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read online

  “I love you, too, baby,” he whispered back to her. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner. I tried to get here as soon as I could, Harker. When I saw the house…” He shuddered, his mind replaying every detail in photographic clarity. “I thought the worst.”

  She shook her head and touched him. “I’m sorry you had that thought, Miklos. I hate that you had that fear.” She rubbed against him in a purely animalistic movement, causing him to smile at the natural urge to seek a petting. “You got here for the last, you are here now and that’s all that matters, Miklos.” She looked up at him. “Never leave me, Mik?” she whispered, her voice filled with pain and fear.

  “Never,” he whispered sliding his hand up and down her back gently. “I’m here for you, Harker, for now and always, love.” Rubbing his chin over her hair lightly he let out a shaky sigh. “Sleep, baby, you need to rest for a little while and then we’ll take a shower, feed you, and then you’re going to sleep some more.”

  “That sounds really good, Miklos,” she whispered. “I love you,” she whispered as she fell asleep once more, wrapped up in his arms.

  Miklos held her for the next several hours, his hands continuously stroking over her skin soothing her nightmares as they came to her. Humming softly he stared at the ceiling instead of sleeping, but he just couldn’t. He was too afraid to shut his eyes. When Janos, Mina, and Katherine came home his brother stuck his head in but left when he saw them there and resting. Smiling faintly at the concerned look on his brother’s face Miklos sighed and went back to staring at the ceiling.

  Harker woke a time later and moved slightly. “Miklos?” she whispered in case he was sleeping. She hated the sleep. She had slept all night without him in her dreams, and she never wanted to do that again. She never wanted to sleep without Miklos in her dreams again because it was painful, to say the least.

  “I’m here, love,” he said gently, stroking his fingers over her cheek. “Are you all right?” he asked shifting to look at her, sliding down so that they were eye to eye. Kissing her nose gently he pulled back and waited, his eyes darting back and forth searching her own.

  She smiled and nodded. “Yeah, still too tired and can’t understand it but I’m good.” She touched his cheek and changed her smile to a frown. “You didn’t share a dream with me, Miklos, I missed having you there with me,” she whispered softly.

  “I wanted to make sure you were all right while you slept.” He lifted a hand to stroke back a chunk of her hair that had fallen across her face. She would have done it but her arms felt much too heavy for such a task. “Sometimes after a change you can get sick and if you’re too tired you may not automatically roll. I didn’t want you choking or anything, my sweet,” he told her.

  “Oh,” she said and flushed. “I didn’t get sick while I slept, did I?” She would be mortified. As if it wasn’t enough the things he had suffered through with her, for her to throw up on him, too…“Oh god, I puked on Janos in the shower.” She buried her face against Miklos’s chest in humiliation.

  “No,” he said, his body going tight, and then he burst out laughing. Howling with laughter he rolled to his back and held his sides as tears rolled down his face. When he finally spoke again it came out more like a gasp. “I would have paid good money for pictures of that.”

  Harker flushed and buried her face against his shoulder. “I’m not laughing. I wasn’t laughing then either,” she grumbled and then, “He was really good to me, Miklos. He took the complaints I gave and didn’t hesitate to pet me and calm me when I needed it.” She sighed. “And I threw up on him.” She covered her burning face. “God, shoot me now because I don’t know if I can ever look at him again.”

  Still snickering Miklos wrapped his arms tight around her pulling her over him as he lay on his back. Tucking the blankets around her sides he kissed her hair. “Baby, it’s all good. Janos knew just as I did there was a chance of it. He’s been doing research on everything and the change is hard on a human, especially one that is hurt. The loss of your stomach contents is perfectly normal. Apologize once and then let it go, baby, he will,” he promised softly stroking her back.

  “I will try but no guarantees.” She yawned and snuggled close to him. “Sleep, Miklos, I need more sleep.”

  “Sleep then, baby,” he said, gently stroking her hair, sliding his fingers through the silky strands. “I’ll even sleep with you, sweetheart, and we can talk more in the dreams if you want. But you really do need to rest. Your body has been through so much today, baby.”

  “Yes, sleep with me,” she mumbled even as she fell asleep once more.

  * * * *

  She was picking wildflowers, her hands full of them, a circle of them on her head and the light and airy dress floating in the breeze. She turned when he got closer to her. “Hello, Miklos, thank you for joining me.”

  Looking around he lifted a brow as his eyes settled on the thin dress and he grinned. “I like your outfit, darling,” he told her as he moved closer. The way the light hit it told him there was nothing but Harker under it and he had a feeling she was doing it deliberately, the witch.

  Harker grinned and held out a a flower. “I wanted a natural setting for us, Miklos. This is going to be our first time making love when I am a Werewolf as well and I want it to be completely and totally special.”

  Grinning at her he tipped his head. “You know,” he commented as he took the flower and spun it around. “That sounded a lot like an order. Are you telling me we’re going to make love, my love?” he asked, his grin slightly crooked as he started thinking about how to string this out a bit and play with her more.

  She shrugged and then grinned. “Yes, that is exactly what I am telling you, Miklos. I am demanding it.” She smirked. “It’s my right as your mate to demand these things from you and this is one thing that I demand to have. I demand to have you making love to me, soon.”

  Snickering slightly he lifted a brow spinning the flower in bigger, slower twirls now. “Oh really?” he asked before he pouted. “And what if I’m just”—letting out a put-upon sigh he eyed her—“not in the mood?” The last word he put a lot of suggestion into, making it sound like she might be able to get him in the mood with just a hint of effort.

  “And here I am so close to being all nice and naked, my love. Here I am desperate for my mate, needing him in a way that makes me ache.” She ran a hand up and over her breast, cupping the full globe and allowing her thumb to move over the nipple. “No more injury to my back, no need to hold back for fear of hurting me,” she whispered and squeezed her nipple roughly, waiting.

  Growling softly at her he tossed the flower over his shoulder. “Darling, that is just plain playing dirty,” he said, moving toward her, stalking her like the prey she was. “Here I am trying to give you time to adjust and you have to pull that trick out of the bag.” Tsking at her he kept moving closer.

  “I don’t need time, Miklos. I need my mate.” She didn’t back down. She moved right for him, approaching him brazenly as any female Wolf would her mate. A low rumble of pleasure in her chest she growled and circled him. “I need you, Miklos. You need me, too.” She pointedly looked at his crotch and quirked him a smirk. “Or is that a pair of rolled-up tube socks in your pants?”

  “Actually it’s a small bunch of bananas in case we get hungry later,” he teased back, licking his lips as he watched her breasts sway. “What are you going to do about this need, my love?” he asked, curious to see if she’d take the initiative and let her Wolf dominate.

  She moved toward him with a purpose, a light growl in her throat as she reached out and let her nails rake down his chest that was now shirtless thanks to the dreaming, causing red welts to well up. “I plan on fucking my mate. I very much plan on making you show me just how much more we can do and how much more I can take.” Her hand reached down and stroked his cock through his jeans. “Question is, are you up for it?”

  Snorting he looked down at her hand and then back up slowly with a building gri
n. “Honey, I’ve been up for it since you gave me that cutesy little growl of yours. It’s really quite ladylike. You’ll want to work on making it meaner sounding though,” he teased stepping closer and pressing into her palm.

  She grinned happily as she squeezed his cock through his pants. “I will work on that growl.” She rumbled as she spoke to him, watching him through the eyes of the Wolf. “I need you, Miklos, I need you naked and inside of me, now.” Even though it was her dream, she wanted that last article of clothing to be removed by his hand alone. She wanted to watch as he stripped out of his jeans.

  Moving his hands slowly he let the first button slide free, then the second, then the next, working slowly down. Her eyes followed his fingers, his movements fascinating to her. When the fly was open he pushed the jeans out of the way so his penis sprang free and bobbed hopefully toward her.

  It would never be said that Harker wouldn’t give Miklos just what he wanted and needed at any given moment in time, and so when she saw him spring free she all but leaped on him, her hands cupping the heavy sac at the root of his penis lovingly even as her fingers stroked the low part of his cock that gave her so much pleasure. “I get to taste you, Miklos.” That was all the warning he got before she hungrily took him into her mouth and began to work her tongue around him, licking and suckling and demanding everything from him.

  “Holy shit!” he bit out as he slid his hands into her hair. “God, Harker,” he groaned in the next moment. As she sucked hard, her tongue flicking under the head of his cock, he let out a deep growl.

  She grinned around him, her mouth working on him hungrily. As her nails dug into his ass she moved closer and closer to him, taking his cock a little deeper into the warmth of her mouth as she did so. She was licking, suckling, and suddenly moaned as she felt herself giving over to the release that had built from her gift to him. The sensations were as strong for her as they were to him.

  He was thrusting his hips back and forth, his hands clenching and releasing in her hair as he made wordless pleas in the back of his throat. “Harker,” he barked out. She smiled at his warning, sucking harder as he leaned his head back and came, his growl loud as it vibrated through his cock into her mouth.

  She barely had time to move from him as she felt him expanding in her hand and took his seed onto her chest and neck. She grinned up at him as she stood, still stroking his pulsating cock happily as she did so. “Did you like that?” she whispered as she let her teeth and mouth move over his chest, shoulders, and nipple.

  Gripping her hair tighter he let out another growl at her teasing. This one had an edge to it. “All’s fair, darling,” he whispered before he flipped her down onto the bedding he’d just imagined. Following her down he moved his mouth up her leg to find her warm and wet pussy. Spreading her open with two fingers he set about showing her just how much he’d “liked” what she’d done for him.

  Her hands fisted in his hair as she tossed her head from side to side frantically. Hips rising and lowering with each swipe of his tongue against her clit and pussy until she was screaming with pleasure.

  Growling as he lapped at her moisture as it poured over his tongue he dried her completely before shifting and getting rid of the pants tangled around his legs. Lying over her he kissed her gently as he slid his cock into her warm and buttery-soft pussy. “I love you, Harker,” he whispered softly against her lips.

  “I love you, too, Miklos.” She smiled up at him as they were once more together, linked in their dreams at least the way they would be when she woke. “Always, forever has taken on a new meaning with us.”

  “Absolutely,” he breathed as he moved slowly, savoring every movement of his cock into her pussy, the squeeze of her muscles and her nipples rubbing over his chest. “You are mine for all time,” he promised her, “and I’m yours. No one can ever come between us, Harker, not now, not ever.”

  “Not even our own insecurities,” she whispered. “I love you but god I need you to move faster, harder. Make me scream, Miklos,” she growled, low in her throat, the sound hint at her inner Wolf who was likely just as needy and desperate as her human counterpart appeared to be.

  Smiling softly he bit her lip gently before putting more pressure on it. “Patience, my love,” he whispered even as he felt his own eyes shift to those of the Wolf. Licking at the wound he lifted her hips and took longer, deeper, and slightly rougher strokes, but not moving anywhere near what she truly wanted. He was teasing her, trying to see just what her limits truly were.

  Her eyes matched his, turning Wolf even as she growled in warning. She was human in their dream, but even the Wolf was coming out to play and before he could stop her, she had their positions reversed. She had him rolled under her even as she continued moved on top of him. “No teasing.” She growled as she began to ride his cock hard and fast, claws raking over his skin as her head tossed back on a growl.

  Arching up into her he growled in return and, yanking her down, flipped them over again to kiss her. “I like to tease you,” he said in a low tone, his hand wrapped around her neck. Holding her down he moved in and out of her slowly, knowing he was seriously pushing his luck. She’d be highly temperamental for a while. A new change always struggled with the more dominant side for a time until balance was achieved.

  She arched up and into his hand, her body shivering even as she grinned. She needed him to dominate her, desperately. “More,” she growled even as she tried to unseat him to once more take the top. She was wild, uncontrollable in her urges, needs.

  Snapping his teeth close to her ear he kept her on the bottom only from sheer weight, knowing that she could, if she really put some effort into it, flip them over. But they were also at a straining point and could hurt each other if they weren’t careful. Lifting her hips he began to drive his cock into her harder. Playtime was over and he let her have everything that he’d been careful about before. Driving her down and into the mattress over and over again he bit at her skin gently, his teeth grazing and lightly marking before his tongue followed and soothed the little aches.

  Even though they were dreaming she felt every pump of his cock against her womb opening and it didn’t take her long before she gave into him and with that submission came absolute pleasure. Screaming her pleasure and howling to the moon above their outdoors bed she shattered in his arms.

  Growling with possession he came with her, pushing his cock into her deeper as he let his weight come down over her, pushing her limp body into the feather-soft mattress. Panting he held her to him, his hands moving over her skin, petting her gently. Turning his head he kissed her neck lightly. Nipping gently at her throat he smiled. “I love you, Harker.”

  She was gasping for air but grinned at his confession. “And I love you, too, Miklos.” She had thought that their lovemaking before was amazing. It was nothing to what had just happened. “I can’t wait to have enough strength to be able to do this in reality, Miklos,” she murmured even as her mind started to demand a deeper rest from her. “Sleep with me in our dreams?” She whispered softly, “Need sleep but don’t want to let you go, please?”

  Shaking his head he nipped her skin. “Silly woman, I’m not letting you go,” he promised softly. “Sleep, Harker, finish healing so that I can jump your bones in reality just like we did.” He grinned licking at her pulse before settling down with her in his arms.

  “Oh thank god,” she mumbled and soon, soon was sound asleep in his arms. Content to simply be with him, her body finally relaxed into the sleep of one who was healing.

  Chapter 27

  “Harker, quit sniffing that,” he called to her as he picked up the coffee and then stopped. “Oh good god, I cannot believe that sentence just came out of my mouth.” Shaking his head he smacked his own cheek once then a second time. “I’ve become Laz.”

  She laughed and shook her head. “Everything smells so much better than it did before.” It was amazing. Everything was clearer, smells, sights, sounds, everything. “It’s as if I have w
oken and suddenly I have beyond perfect vision, I don’t, I love it,” she quickly amended. “And you.” She looked at him and licked her lips. “You smell good enough to eat.” She had wallowed in his scent when they woke. They had made love even more actively than they had in the dreams and she still felt the welts on her ass from his claws.

  Lifting a brow at her he shook his head sipping at his cup. “Love, if I catch you sniffing anyone but me we will be having words. Besides, it’s rude,” he pointed out with a grin even as he leaned in and, pressing his nose to her neck, inhaled slowly and deeply. “You are much more intense in scent as well. It’s stronger, deeper, and”—he growled happily—“perfection.”

  She smiled happily and nodded. “I think it’s because I smell so much more like you now.” She did, too, however. “But I still smell him.” She could still smell the one who changed her. She would likely always smell his scent on her skin, no matter how much she scrubbed to be free of it. She was positive it would always be there.

  “It’ll fade, love,” he assured her, gently setting his cup aside so he could hug her close. “You will always carry a hint of his scent, but it’ll be so faint that you’ll never notice it after a time.” Miklos could smell him on her, too, and it angered him and the Wolf to no end, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

  “I thank you for trying to make me feel better, Miklos, but you and I both know the truth. It will never fade. I will always smell it.” She shifted slightly. “And so will you.”

  “It will fade,” he told her as he caught her cheeks and stared into her eyes. “It will fade the more we are together. Our loving and touching will wipe the scent of him out, but it won’t be overnight, Harker. I love you, baby, I am not lying to you, I wouldn’t dare, you’d kick my ass, besides, you now have the ability to smell a lie,” he pointed out. “What good would it do for me to lie about something this important?”