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“A bachelor doesn’t need more than a place to crash after a hard run,” he told her, running his fingers over her long silky black hair. “We won’t be here long before we move into the home of the pack leader.”

She was suddenly jittery and stepped away from his touch.

“No.” She turned around quickly, surprising him with her sudden attentiveness. “I won’t have Juanita taken from her den. It’s all she’s known for forty years.”

“She lives in the pack leader’s den. That is how it’s always been. Whoever is pack leader, lives in that den.”

“Bruno. I don’t care. Her loss is great. I felt it. It tore through me. I won’t take her home along with her mate, and her rank. We can stay here until we build a new home.”

She was determined about this. He smelled it on her, and saw it in the hard gaze she gave him. He nodded, approving. Her heart was big enough to care for an entire pack. And still she had enough to love him too. They would honor the older bitch who’d always been kind to him when the rest of the pack watched him warily. Juanita would know a peaceful existence with her widowed rank. He smiled, seeing how strong his new mate was.

“You will be the greatest queen bitch the werewolves of Malta have ever known.”

She didn’t say anything but turned again, her nervousness quickly replacing her determination now that the matter was settled. She walked the length of his large one-room studio to the opened windows that looked over the quiet downtown. Living over one of the shops had been convenient since he’d moved into his own den. For now, it would work for the two of them, although there wasn’t a lot of space for her to make the den her own. He’d worry about her need to decorate later. Right now, he needed her.

Her mind spun with many emotions. He latched on to her more primal ones, sought them out, wrapped his own lustful thoughts around hers.

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She grabbed the end of his bedpost when she sensed him in her mind.

“You are mine, Renee.”

“I know.” She faced him slowly, her breaths slow and deep. He watched her small breasts stretch the material of her dress. “And you, Bruno, are mine. Our hearts are one now. We’ll run together for life.”

Werewolves didn’t have marriages like humans did. Many had argued over the years that such a ceremony should take place. Werewolves were stuck in their ways though, and change happened slowly.

Bruno saw no reason to have such a lavish party to announce a mating. Right now was the time that mattered, where they would get to know each other, learn every inch of each other’s bodies, and explore each other’s minds and hearts.

“Your clothes are here?”

She nodded. “My parents had them dropped off earlier.” She pointed to two boxes he hadn’t noticed in the corner by the door. “I have furniture too,” she offered.

“We’ll get all of it,” he told her, knowing her possessions mattered to her.

All that mattered to him was her. He grabbed her dress below her shoulders and pulled hard enough that the fabric tore. It ripped down her body, separating as he tugged it into two pieces. Her beautiful dark skin glowed underneath the fabric.

“Oh shit,” she cried out, falling toward him as he ripped the dress clean off her.

She fell into him when he continued pulling until she stood before him in panties. There wasn’t a more beautiful sight on the entire island of Malta.

He pulled her hair from her face, grabbing all of it until he held it ponytail-style at the back of her neck. Tugging slightly, her head fall back, her chest rising and falling quickly while she gasped for breath. Her breasts were full, round, small yet so perfect. And her nipples, puckered and hard, pointed toward him until his mouth watered.

“Our minds are powerful, Renee. I will show you what they can do. Did you see how quickly I defeated our old pack leader?”

She nodded, licking her lips.

He hadn’t mastered everything, but focusing on his thoughts, stilling his craving for her, he thought about her body—its size, its shape, its gentle curves.

“God. Oh damn.” She struggled to grab a hold of him when her feet floated off the ground.

Bruno held her in his mind until he’d moved her over his bed. Then he released her, watching as she fell onto her back.

“How the fuck did you do that?” She struggled to move to her knees.

Bruno crawled onto the bed, moving over her until she was forced to fall onto her back again.

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“I’ll show you sometime. And when we have the loyalty of our pack, we’ll teach them together. I told you the werewolves of Malta would go down in history.”

She stared at him, dumbfounded, and for the first time her mind seemed blank, in awe, too shocked to form a thought.

He lowered his head between her breasts and called forward the change, his more primal side, the beast always lingering that made him whole. Every inch of him burned as strength ached to take over his human form. Strength and power so deadly it would eat him alive. Make him whole. Controlling it took every bit of his concentration. But he allowed a partial change. His teeth lengthened, tearing through his gums. He scraped the tips of them over her skin, smelling her, tasting her.

His heart beat too hard for his human body. What made him better than a mere animal was the power, the ability to control his actions. He craved letting pure instinct take over, but Renee wouldn’t stand a chance against the energy that throbbed inside him. He ran his mouth over her flesh, feeling its softness, tasting its sweetness, and a growl tore through him. Unbridled energy tingled inside him when she shivered underneath him. God. Controlling his needs, which were raw, hungry, demanding he take more, take it hard and fast, made his head pound as blood surged faster inside his veins.

Renee gasped for breath, grabbing the blanket on either side of her and fisting it in her hand. She arched into him.

“God, Bruno,” she cried.

He ran his tongue over her flesh, scraped his extended teeth against her skin. She shivered underneath him. The smell of her sex, her ripe pussy, drowned him as he inhaled. When he reached her panties he grabbed the material, tearing it with his teeth.

“You better not do this with all of my clothes,” she told him, her laugh bordering on nervous.

But she was excited. Her body tingled with it, glowed from the energy that washed over her. Her breaths came hard. Those small, perfect tits of hers rose and fell while her tummy hardened and she gazed up at him. Moist lips, eyes so round and dark with small silver streaks lacing them, showing off how aroused she was. Her long black hair streamed down her sides, covering her slender shoulders and shrouding her dark skin. What an image of fucking perfection!

Bruno growled, his mouth changed too much to speak. Not that he cared to have conversation at the moment. Her dripping wet pussy appeared before him. He tossed her panties off the bed then sank his thick long tongue into her hot cream.

Renee almost jumped off the bed. She grabbed his hair, holding his face to her pussy while she thrust with her hips and forced his tongue deeper inside her.

His tongue was longer in his partially changed form. By her reaction, he guessed she hadn’t experienced this before. Knowing her sexual knowledge was limited pleased him. There were so many things he would teach her.

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He rubbed the thickness of it over her clit, across her soaked hole, and then down to her ass. She tossed her head, her hair tangling over her face, while her orgasm tore through her. She got so wet he almost came from her wonderful thick odor. She was hot, so fucking hot, and she was all his.

He’d waited so patiently for this moment, but now all that patience drained out of him. If he didn’t mount her, he’d explode, ruining the moment for both of them. Grabbing her hips, he flipped her over then pulled her up so that her ass faced him.

His cock was engorged, hard and enflamed as it throbbed heavily between his legs. Also larger in his current state, he grabbed it with his fingers, feeling his pulse beat wildly in his shaft, and pressed it into her soaked cunt.

“Oh my fucking God,” she screamed, her long hair gliding over her back as she took him deep into her heat.

He couldn’t take it slow, his animal instinct to mate was too strong. Riding her hard and fast he held on to the soft curve of her hips, keeping her in place while he pumped himself faster and deeper. Her pussy muscles crashed in around him, soaking his cock, caressing and teasing him.

She wanted him, loved him. Her thoughts screamed what she could no longer put into words. More werewolf than human, one thing was on his mind.

You are mine!

She cried out, attempting to assure him she was, as her own mind took on a more primal state.

He didn’t want to come yet. Every inch of her had to be claimed. Pulling out of her was almost an impossible task. Her come soaked his shaft. Thick and swollen, it glistened with her sticky wetness as he looked down at the incredible sight before him.

Her ass was so perfectly shaped. White come clung to her dark flesh. Moisture glistened over her pussy and her ass. He moved his cock to her smaller, tighter hole.

She stiffened, tossing her head and fighting to look over her shoulder.

“Bruno,” she said, her voice garbled and close to a growl.

“Relax. Give me all of you.”

“Yes,” she managed to say although it appeared a challenge to get the one word out.

Energy quickened inside him. He’d give her a taste of the most incredible sex she’d ever experience. But he knew she was a virgin here, and didn’t want to hurt her. Even in her submissive posture, her willing state, she was small, tight, and his cock was engorged. His own orgasm was so close, he knew this wouldn’t take long. But he had to know what that hot tight heat would feel like wrapped around his cock.

His body cried out in pain when he bent over and once again licked at her pussy. She collapsed on the bed, screaming.

“I wasn’t expecting that,” she managed to quickly utter.

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Her words wouldn’t have made sense to a human. Her hair was wild and long, her muscles, although small, thicker than usual. And her pussy tasted better than anything he’d ever had in his life.

Stroking it with his tongue, he moved to her ass, circling the small puckered hole with his tongue.

Breathing her in brought out the animal and left the human half of him to the side. He trembled as he fought the change. There would be time later to mate in their fur. But here, in his small apartment, changing fully would destroy everything in the room. Werewolf sex could get rather wild.

“Come here,” he growled, doubting she understood the command.

She knew the actions though. He grabbed her hips, his fingers knotted with muscles that craved to change him over completely.

Lifting her back up, he thrust his tongue into her ass and then lapped again at her pussy before straightening. When he pushed his cock into her tight hole, it was wet from her come and his tongue.

Even so, her skin stretched slowly, taking him in with hesitation. He closed his eyes, clenching his teeth together as her tight hot muscles strangled the life from his cock.

Barely halfway in her, he swore he’d die if he didn’t move a bit faster. Her muscles twitched around him furiously. He let his head fall back, taking in every sensation, and fucked her ass quick and fast until she screamed. She howled along with him as his orgasm hit so hard and quick he almost passed out.

For a long moment, he lay on the bed next to her, listening to her soft breathing, sure she’d fallen asleep. Tomorrow he’d start focusing on matters of running the pack. Right now, all that mattered was his mate. He pulled her to him and was pleased when she blinked and stared up at him.

“The sun won’t be up for an hour or so,” she whispered.

He raised an eyebrow, skeptical that she had that much energy left to do it again.

“Let’s go for a run.”

Bruno grinned. They could change and move through the sleeping town unnoticed if they were careful. Pulling her up with him, he held her hand and then brought it to his lips.

“Whatever makes you happy, my love,” he told her.

Renee had the most adorable smile. “I’ll race you to the sea.”

They left his small den. Once outside, two glorious werewolves, dark as night, their thick black hair long and glistening under the moonlight, ran side by side, the night submitting to their power as they headed toward the sea.

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The smell of the Mediterranean engulfed the variety of aromas from town. Damp pavement, dumpsters, bakeries starting their days with mounds of dough, all faded as the rich salt water consumed her senses. That and the pungent scent of fish and wet wood filled with harvests of tobacco smelled like home. The docks were never quiet, even before dawn. Ships docked, the busy market of tobacco and fish keeping their community alive and prosperous.

Renee stayed behind Bruno, captivated with how his large muscles glided underneath shiny thick long black fur. No one noticed them. The humans moving around down by the bay were preoccupied with their work.

She smelled them, but they were the furthest thing from her mind. Every inch of her tingled from hard satisfying sex. It amazed her that she wanted him again, in their fur, a more carnal, simple method of lovemaking, the true mating of werewolves. She’d make Bruno hers forever.