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Authors: Anya Bast

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Caroline
climbed from the carriage, walked through the open doorway of the
chapel and looked up. The boughs of the trees made up the ceiling,
though something clear—glass?—seemed to seal the places where the
tree limbs didn’t touch. Caroline had no idea how such a place
could even be possible, how it stayed together during a storm, for
example, yet so much about this world seemed magical that she just
accepted it as true. The place was lovely. Small crystals hung from
the tree limbs far above her head, twinkling and catching in the
light.

The church
teemed with people she didn’t know, all watching her as she
entered. She gawked at everyone. She recognized only her
brothers-in-law, Jessa and Logan and a few people she’d met in the
village. It looked like Torrent’s wedding was the event of the
season. It seemed like everyone in the village had come to
watch.

She fidgeted,
staring at all the unknown faces. Then, at the front of the chapel,
she found a beloved visage that calmed her instantly. She smiled,
holding Torrent’s gaze. Torrent watched her with pure love on his
face, in a way no one had ever looked at her before. Like she was
everything to him.

Low, pretty
pipe music began, and Kaitlyn popped a sweet spray of daisies into
her hands.

“Walk down the
aisle toward him,” her sister whispered, giving her a gentle
nudge.

She walked
forward; her gaze still riveted on Torrent and no one else. When
she reached him and climbed the few steps up onto the elevated
platform, Torrent went down on one knee.

“Caroline Susan
Gannet, do you consent to join your life to mine in matehood?”

“I do.”

Torrent’s eyes
glistened with tears. “Universe, hear my words and make it so.”

 

I give you my
breath, blood and bone.

I pledge to
you my protection.

I merge my
soul with yours.

For as long as
I live, I will shield you from harm.

Foresworn, I
will cherish you.

Eternally, I
will honor you.

United, we
forge this bond.

We are
mated.

I am
yours.

 

As his words
filled the chapel, warmth wrapped her and a strange tingling
tickled her skin.

Euphoria filled her. It was…
magick
. Some strange Lycaon magick
that wove their souls together.
For her,
it was just a formality. Her soul already felt woven into
Torrent’s.

When Torrent
uttered the final syllable, her spine arched and magick poured
through her. Torrent caught her as her knees gave way and he folded
her into his embrace.

“I love you,”
he whispered near her ear, then gave her a long kiss.

The chapel
erupted into applause, but she and Torrent barely heard it.

“Take me home,”
she whispered into Torrent’s ear. “I want to you make love to me
all night.”

His arms
tightened around her and he shivered. “Then let’s get out of
here.”

 

* * * * *

 

“Come here,”
murmured Torrent.

Caroline walked
across the bedroom toward him. He sat on the edge of the bed, two
unidentified things lying on the mattress beside him.

She’d found him
waiting for her when she’d exited the bathroom after her shower.
Barefoot and shirtless, he looked feral and barely contained, dark
lust clouding his eyes. Just seeing Torrent while he so clearly
wanted her made her cunt hot and excited.

Holding his
gaze, she dropped her towel to the floor. As she crossed the room
toward him, his hungry gaze ate up the length of her naked body,
his hands forming fists.

“I’m fighting
the dire wolf part of me right now,” he growled. “I want to pounce
on you, take you to the floor, mount you from behind, and fuck you
until you can’t see straight.”

Her steps
faltered, her own dire wolf rising to his words, seeing herself on
all fours, him behind her, his cock pumping hard and fast into her
vulnerable cunt.

“Who says I
don’t want that too?” she breathed.

He gave his
head a shake. “I have other plans for you tonight.”

“What
plans?”

He didn’t
answer. He only patted his lap. “Lay over my legs, stomach down and
that sweet ass up and offered to me.”

She shivered at
the command in his voice. After hesitating a moment, she did as
he’d requested. The fabric of his loose pants rasped her skin.

Torrent ran his
hands over her back and massaged the nape of her neck, making her
shiver and dispersing the tension in her muscles. “Spread your
legs,” he murmured in a tense voice.

She parted her
thighs, her toes touching the floor on one side, her fingertips on
the other side. Normally this would be an awkward position, but she
wasn’t very big and Torrent had a large lap. She fit nicely on
it.

His strong hand
delved between her spread legs, touching her aroused cunt. She
shuddered in pleasure at the touch of his fingers.

After a moment,
he reached over and took one of the objects he’d laid on the bed.
She heard the sound of liquid being squirted.

“What’s that?”
she asked.

Torrent lowered
his fingers to her cunt once more and rubbed something wet and warm
into her clit and over her labia. “This is an oil that will
lubricate you.”

He rubbed the
oil over the entrance of her ass and she stiffened. Now she
understood what he wanted.

He shushed her.
“Think only about what gives you pleasure and nothing else. Does
this feel good?”

She closed her
eyes and nodded.

“You’ll like
this better, then,” he murmured as he penetrated her rear entrance
with the tip of a finger. He thrust in and out gently, slowly
guiding himself to the first knuckle, then the second.

The action drew
long moans from her throat. It was mind-blowing so much sensation
could come from this stimulation.

With his other
hand, he rubbed over her labia and slid into her with two fingers.
Her hips jumped at the feeling of having both orifices filled at
one time.

“Torrent,” she
moaned, squirming a bit on his lap.

“Do you like
it?” His voice sounded tense, aroused.

Biting her
lower lip, she nodded.

“Your body was
made for this, Caroline. You are relaxing and widening yourself for
me.”

He withdrew to
drizzle more of the oil onto her rear, then slid two fingers into
her. She gasped, then moaned at the sensation of him stretching her
muscles so exquisitely. It hurt just a little…just enough to make
pleasure pulse her clit and sear deliciously up her backbone. It
was a small pain, a sweet pain.

“Caroline,”
murmured Torrent. “You have no idea how exciting this is for
me.”

“Make love to
me,” she whispered. “Right now. I can’t take this kind of teasing
for long.”

“Oh, I will,”
he answered. “I want to slide my cock into you every fiber of my
being.”

She closed her
eyes and he increased the pace of his thrusts. He matched his
thrusts into her cunt and rear with a masterful precision that
nearly made her scream.

“Come for me,”
Torrent whispered. “I want to hear you moan.”

She clenched
her fists and bucked on his lap as her climax hit her like a train.
The waves of intense pleasure washed over her, making her cry out.
He rode her through it, lengthening it.

As the powerful
orgasm ebbed away, he lifted her onto the bed, carefully laying her
on her stomach. Her body seemed like a wet noodle, all the strength
wrung from it.

He took an
object near her head and coated it with the oil. She lifted her
head weakly. “What are you doing?”

“This,” Torrent
answered, raising her hips, so she rested on her knees, her pelvis
tipped up and her ass offered to him. He set the tip of the oiled
object to the entrance of her cunt and slowly pushed it inside.

She moaned and
closed her eyes, fisting the blankets in both hands. The object
felt ridged, wide and long. He pulled it out and pushed it back in,
all the while gently stroking her clit.

Pleasure flared
to life once again. He thrust the object in and out of her cunt
like it was his cock. She spread her legs further, panting from the
waves of sexual ecstasy radiating through her.

“Are you ready
for me?” he asked, his voice sounding strained.

“Ready for
what?”

She heard the
rustle of clothing being removed, then the smooth, oiled head of
his cock pressed against the entrance of her ass. She jerked.

He held her
hips steady. The ridged cylinder still filled her cunt. “This will
give you great pleasure, Caroline. Do you trust me?”

She hesitated,
then nodded.

“I would never
hurt you.”

“I know,” she
breathed.

The crown of
his cock penetrated her entrance, tearing a low moan from her
throat. Inch by slow and careful inch, he pushed inside.

It brought her
up to the sweet, confusing edge of pain. It played counterpoint to
the unbelievable pleasure, making that pleasure even more
intense.

He eased within
her deeper and deeper until he finally seated himself base-deep.
“Caroline,” he groaned, “you feel so good.”

She gripped the
blankets and tried not to buck. Having both orifices completely
filled, one with Torrent and the other by the cylinder, was a
deeply hedonistic experience. It was as though her body had
transformed to a state of pure sexual bliss.

Then Torrent
began thrusting.

Caroline could
only hold on against the pressure of Torrent’s body possessing
hers, the slow, delicious slide of his cock relentlessly thrusting
into her ass, while the cylinder also moved in and out of her cunt
with his motions.

Torrent groaned
low and long, his big hands holding her hips as he took her long
and slow. Every inward thrust of his cock made the cylinder
penetrate her cunt deeper.

Slipping one
hand down around her waist, he found her plumped and aroused clit
and stroked it. A powerful orgasm hit her immediately, making her
cry out and nearly collapse to the mattress.

A moment later
and Torrent’s cock jumped inside her. He groaned her name and
spilled deep within her.

They collapsed
together on the bed he wound his arms around her protectively. He
kissed her forehead. “Now I’ve had every part of your body,” he
murmured.

She chuckled.
“It’s yours, my love. Anytime.”

It was hard not
to think about how well they suited each other. Not only were they
well paired in personality and emotionally, but sexually too.

If only they
could enjoy a lifetime together.

 

Chapter Nine

 

Torrent stood
in the middle of the yard watching Caroline stare up into the sky
at her sister, Kaitlyn, circling in hawk form. The first time
Caroline had seen Kaitlyn shift there’d been wonder and amazement
in her expression. But today, on the morning of their departure,
there was nothing but dread.

This morning it
had been hard on them to leave the comfortable nest in his bed. The
others had arrived and banged on his door for nearly a half hour.
They’d finally broken it down completely, worried there was
something wrong. That was the only reason he and Caroline had
roused.

The plan was to
ride in wagons drawn by horses to the east gates of the city and
enter as merchants from Ellian, another Magica city to the north.
Jessa had used magick on the horses so that they wouldn’t scent the
dire wolves around them.

All of these
details were being handled by Jessa. If there was ever a time to
trust her, it was now. If this was a trap of some kind, they were
walking right into it.

He shuddered.
Not only would that be utterly devastating, it would be
humiliating, and he would owe Caroline one hell of an apology.
Caroline still didn’t fully trust Jessa or Logan.

“Are we almost
ready?” called Logan.

“No,” said
Caroline immediately. “And we never will be. Let’s go.” She glanced
at Torrent, sighed, and trudged toward the wagon. She wore the odd
black and white garb of a Magica female.

It would be a
three-day journey by cart, but Jessa said authenticity would be
rumpled and dirty traveling clothes when they arrived, so they’d
dressed in the Magica garb now.

Above them,
Kaitlyn-as-hawk cried her signal that they should move out. As the
only one of them who could safely keep animal form, she would scout
ahead and make sure all was well on their path.

The four of
them, Logan, Jessa, Caroline and himself made their way to the
wagon and mounted. He’d fought long and hard to keep Caroline from
coming, but she was a strong woman and wouldn’t have any of it. He
respected her strength and her choice. Although he worried about
her safety, he understood her decision. He would have made the same
one.

The wagon
nearly overflowed with metal pieces and planks of wood, things that
could be found anywhere and traced to nowhere. That would serve as
their “wares.” Beneath that pile lay weapons. Certainly they might
need them before this mission was through.

Caroline
mounted on the rear lip of the wagon, her legs dangling over the
edge. He hopped on beside her, and she laid her head on his
shoulder, snuggling against him for his body warmth.

Gods…if only he
could have a lifetime of this.

The wish was
only that, a wish.

They traveled
in near silence all day and into the night by the light of the full
moon. When they finally stopped to get some rest, Caroline hopped
down from the wagon and began to help make ready to camp. Torrent
watched her go, then stepped to the ground and went off to
hunt.

Since they were
traveling incognito, they could have a fire. They didn’t have to
hide all that much. If a Magica patrol happened by, they would
hopefully be protected by their cover story and disguises.

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