Fox Revenge (Madison Wolves #5) (7 page)

"May I breath?" I asked.

She growled.

"Please, honey," I said. "I think I need to breath. And maybe pant."

She stalked around the room, watching me.

"What was that about?" she asked.

"I have no idea. But let me handle it."

"No. I will be talking to her. She has her own mate."

"Lara," I said. "I am in your bed. I am waiting for you. I don't know what it was about, but I
will find out. Please, Alpha. Don't you trust me?"

"Of course I trust you," she said. "That isn't the point."

"Don't you trust Scarlett?"

She didn't answer that.

"Please, Lara," I said. "Come let me feel our babies, then do delicious things to me."

That got through. She stalked to the bed, crawling up my body from my feet, staring into my eyes the entire time. She paused halfway up, smelling my ardor. Her gaze was setting my body on fire for her.

She smiled before settling her weight over me, kissing me tenderly. I squirmed under her until I was comfortable. She rested much of her weight on her elbows, but I was pinned firmly to the bed.

"Will you allow me to feel our babies?" I asked her when she finally released my mouth.

"Later," she said. Her voice was deep and I could hear her hunger.

I closed my eyes, drowning in my love for her. "You overwhelm me, you know," I told her. "Did you like my game?"

She settled her weight more fully onto me, our breasts touching, and she lowered her lips to my neck, kissing softly. "Very much," she said. "I really started to worry you were going to win."

"Oh that's nice," I said as she nuzzled me. "Were you so afraid of cleaning my kayak?"

She laughed gently. "No, Little Fox. I just didn't know what it would do to your ego."

I wrapped my arms around her, caressing her back. "I had fun," I said. "It was fun to lose. It would have been fun to win.
I won't offer that game again, but I will always say yes if you do."

She leaned away from me. I opened my eyes to see her searching my face. "Why won't you offer it? Everyone had fun."

"I worry I make too many fox games," I said. "You are wolves, and I am only one member. We should play wolf games most of the time."

"The tennis ball game came from the Boulder wolves," she said.

"And I put a fox spin on it. Both games. Next time I will try to play like a wolf."

"No," she said. "You should play to win."

I grinned. "Imagine how frustrated you will be if I play like a wolf and still win."

She laughed. "Not as frustrated as I intend to make you." She shifted her body and lowered her mouth to my nipples. They weren't as sensitive as when I first got them pierced, but she knew exactly how to make me gasp and squirm, and it only took a few moments before I was doing both.

"You said you would allow me to do whatever I wanted," she said when I begged her to stop. "And you don't want me to stop."

I could
n't stop squirming. She had one hand tugging on the piercing through my left nipple while my right was receiving attention from her tongue, lips and teeth. I tried clasping for her, but she captured my hands and held them captive, then went back to what she was doing, my hands trapped in one of hers, my nipples enflamed, and one leg thrown over me trapping the rest of me.

She'd captured my heart long ago, and she had all of me.

"Tell me what you want," she said, taking a moment to talk.

"I want you to take me," I said. "However you want. Take me, Lara. Please."

"However I want?"

"Yes."

She pulled away and rolled me over onto my stomach. I squeaked in surprise. She captured my hands again and held me stretched out, one hand holding my hands above my head while her other arm reached under my waist and pulled me onto my knees, my chest and face buried in the bed. Once I was steady, her hand began to play with my nipples again, tugging on the piercing.

I felt deeply vulnerable like this and loved every moment.

"I want to use two hands," she rumbled to me. "You may clasp the headboard or I will tie them there."

"You want to tie me?" I asked. We hadn't done that before.

"Would you like that?" she asked.

"Yes," I said.

I heard the smile. She took my hands and made me clasp the headboard, my arms spread. "If you move, I will punish you."

"How?"

"You won't like it," she said. "I am serious, Little Fox. Do not move your hands."

"Tie them."

"I am going to," she said. "Do not move."

And she left me, stepping into the closet. I stayed where I was, my hands clutching the headboard. When she returned, she carried scarves. "You might be able to tear these," she said. "Please don't. If you do, then next time I am in the mood for this, I will use something less pleasant."

Then she used one scarf each to tie my hands to the headboard. I thought perhaps I could get away, but I wasn't sure. She tested the bonds, making sure I couldn't clasp one wrist with the other hand, and chuckled.

"I will untie you when I am satisfied," she said. "Satisfied you know your place."

"My place is with you."

She swatted my bottom, and I yelped, but it hadn't been a hard swat. She had surprised me.

"Under me," she said. "And under no one else."

"Oh Lara," I said.

Then she began touching me, her hands roaming over my sides, reaching underneath me to tug on the piercings, her fingers brushing across the sensitive nipples. I closed my eyes and pressed my body into her hands.

She knelt then moved behind me, using her body to spread my legs widely
while I knelt, my ass in the air and my face and chest down. She reached between my legs, her fingers sliding through my soaking wet slit. I moaned, and my brain shut down. All I could do was feel.

She slid two fingers inside of me, and I thrust my crotch onto her hand. She laughed and withdrew, then leaned over me, clasped my hair to hold my head still, and thrust her wet fingers into my mouth. I sucked my taste from her fingers.

"My fox," she told me.

"Yes, your fox," I agreed.

She kissed the back of my neck, then her hand was between my legs again, teasing my clit this time before sliding inside me. She used two fingers, then three, and three was almost too much. Lara adjusted her hold, teasing my clitoris some more. I continued to squirm, trying to take her into me. She slipped her thumb inside, teasing me badly. Her hand, now wet with my musk, withdrew. She ran her fingertips down between my labia then around until they were tapping at my anus. Her free hand slid down under my belly to slip inside me. She held me like that, her hand still, and I began to quiver with need.

"Yours," I said. "Take me, Lara."

"I am going to," she said. She tapped my anus. "We've never done anything here."

"We haven't," I agreed. "Do you want to?"

She began to slide a finger inside, slowly. The minute the invasion started, I began going wild, my panting increasing.

"Am I hurting you?" she asked quietly.

"No!" I said. "Yours! Yours!"

"Oh, you like this."

"Use both hands, Lara, please."

And so her left began to tease my clitoris, fingers sliding inside me, while a finger on her right hand continued to slide more deeply into my anus.

It didn't feel good, not exactly. It felt like an invasion. But it felt like she was taking me completely, and I was utterly vulnerable to her.

That's what I liked.

"Oh yes," I said. "Never stop."

She was gentle as she buried one finger inside me as far as she could, the remaining fingers splayed across my butt cheeks, her thumb teasing my tail bone.

After that, her hands rode me as I squirmed and bucked, completely out of control. I continued to beg her not to stop. She pulled me closer and closer to an orgasm then forbade me to have one unless I could convince the pack I didn't want her to stop.

I began screaming at her not to stop, "Never stop, Lara!" I yelled. "Oh yes!" I went on and on, begging to be hers.

And then she said, "Come now," and immediately, in a rush, I did, completely obedient to her command.

Her hands stilled as I did, but then she twitched and pulled another small orgasm from me.

I was spent, all in one mad rush. I would have collapsed if she hadn't been holding me. She withdrew her hands from inside me, and pulling out the fingers of one hand hurt, just a little, but I knew I'd ask her to do that again. She untied my wrists before pulling me into her arms, and I quivered, clutching at her.

She set me back in the bed and slipped away.

"No," I said.

"I'll be right back, my pet," she said. Then she disappeared into the bathroom, and I couldn't move to chase after her. I heard running water, and then a moment later she was holding me, her hands still damp. She had washed.

"That's a little gross," I said, but I wrapped myself around her as she lay down on the bed next to me, pulling me to her.

"A little, but you liked it."

"I liked how vulnerable it made me feel."

"I didn't think you liked being vulnerable."

"Only to you," I said. "Please hold me."

And she did. I began to drift to sleep, but she woke me. "You will use your body to please me now," she ordered.

And so I did.

Sunday morning we slept in. Well, we woke early, made slow, mutual love, our orgasms arriving moments apart, then slept again, drenched in sweat and insanely in love.

When next I woke, Lara was awake. She was reading; I don't know where the book
had come from. Perhaps she'd had it in her nightstand. But she held me in her arms at the same time. I burrowed closer.

"I love you," I told her. "Please, if I ever get angry enough at you I forget, keep me your prisoner until I remember again."

She kissed my forehead. "What else could I do?" she asked. She set her book aside, and we snuggled together.

"I would not have thought you would be a snuggler," I told her.

"Nor I, you," she said. "I haven't been with anyone else."

That was when her stomach grumbled at me. I laughed. "They're vocal!"

She laughed with me. "That wasn't the babies," she said. "Honey, have you decided their names?"

I looked up into her eyes. "No," I said
. "Did you want to name one after your mother?"

"No," she said. "They should have their own names, not names borrowed from another."

"All right," I said. "How about if we name the eldest Celeste Elisabeth Burns and the younger Rebecca Angel Burns? We honor our friends while giving them their own names as well."

Lara smiled. "I like the second names. Where did the first names come from?"

"I don't know," I said. "But I think they sound good together."

"Celeste and Rebecca." Lara rolled it around on her tongue. She kissed me. "You have two months to decide for sure." She grinned at me, tightening her hold on me, and I knew I was in trouble.

"Lara," I said warningly.

"Time to shower," she said. "And then you must go have a little talk with Scarlett."

"If I allow you to do what you are about to do, will you trust me to handle Scarlett without interference?"

"Yes."

I kissed her, and then she pulled me from the bed, carrying me to the shower with her.

* * * *

I texted Scarlett after the shower. "We need to talk."

"
Alone," she sent back.

"Agreed," I replied. "Your house?"

"No. The house in Madison. Angel is flying. I am here alone."

"Lara won't let me go without enforcers."

"They may search the house and then everyone waits outside," she wrote back.

"So mysterious. One hour."

I called Elisabeth. "I am going to the house in Madison as soon as I have dressed and eaten."

"Just you? Why?"

"Just me, and I am not answering the second question, Enforcer."

"Yes, Alpha," she said immediately. "Are you going to fight me on your protection detail?"

"No."

"We'll be ready."

Lara was looking at me quizzically.

"You told me you would trust me," I told her after hanging up.

"And so I shall," she said. "I was only curious."

We descended the
stairs together. Breakfast had come and gone for everyone else, but the refrigerator was well stocked, and I cooked for us. We ate and bantered, then I kissed her and went in search of my guard detail. Karen and Rory were in the living room and informed me the rest were waiting outside. When we stepped out, Elisabeth and Serena were waiting.

"Good morning, Enforcer," I told Elisabeth.

"Good morning, Alpha," she said.

"I am ready," I said.

"This way," Elisabeth said, leading the way to one of the SUVs. "Or did you prefer the limo?"

"I prefer to go to the house in Madison," I said. "I would enjoy conversation during the drive. How we get there does not matter to me."

Elisabeth opened the back door for me then followed in after me. The other enforcers climbed in, Eric driving. Once we were on our way, Elisabeth said, "You are being remarkably complacent and a little more formal than normal, Michaela."

"I promised I wouldn't fuss about this anymore," I said. "I need the formality to remind myself of my promise. I would rather drive myself."

We drove quietly, the enforcers talking around me. Halfway there, I looked around, putting a hand on Elisabeth's leg to silence the conversation. "I will stick to my promise and will make no effort to escape from all of you, but I need one thing in return."

"You already promised," Elisabeth said.

"I promised not to complain."

"Michaela," Elisabeth said. "Don't do this."

"Hear me out first, Enforcer."

"All right," she said, a little tight lipped.

"I can not have you reporting what I do to Lara."

She stared at me.

"I can't promise that," she said.

"Then whenever I need to do something I don't want Lara to know, I have to slip away from you."

Elisabeth pulled out her phone and gestured to it. "Go ahead, call her," I said. She called Lara and relayed the conversation.

"She's right," Lara said. "You will honor this request but only when she specifically asks for it."

I took the phone from Elisabeth. "And if you order them to tell you?"

"I won't," she said. "Give the phone back to Elisabeth." I handed it back to her, and she told Elisabeth, "If I ever order you to divulge her secrets, you are to refuse me and remind me of this order. You will remind me that the fox has agreed not to hide from you if I allow her as much privacy as possible."

I smiled. "She's good at manipulating me."

"You manipulate each other," Elisabeth said. "Whenever it is important
to you that Lara not know where you are going, you must warn me so I can pick enforcers who can stand up to Lara."

I nodded. Over the phone, Lara was laughing. "How long will you be gone?" she asked.

"I don't know," I said to Elisabeth, answering Lara's question. "A few hours. Not all day."

Elisabeth relayed it, and the two hung up. Elisabeth then
gave fresh orders to the enforcers.

"To be clear," I said. "I do not mind if Lara knows where we went today. But she is not to know what happens. She knows I am meeting with Scarlett. You will search the house or do whatever you need to do, then you will give us utter privacy."

"How much is 'utter privacy', Alpha?" Elisabeth asked.

"
You may wait outside the house," I said.

"It is a big house," Elisabeth said. "I will want to know what room you will be in
."

"You may do whatever you must
, Elisabeth," I said. "As long as my conversation with Scarlett is private."

She nodded.

After that, I zoned out of the conversation again. We pulled up to the circle in front of the house, parking behind Scarlett's car. Elisabeth stayed with me, sending the other enforcers into the house. They were inside for nearly ten minutes before Serena appeared. "It's clear. Scarlett is here. No one else."

Elisabeth climbed out then led me to the house, her hand on my back.

"I will only have this conversation with privacy," Scarlett said immediately upon seeing us.

"Which room do you prefer?" I asked.

"Any room we will be neither observed nor heard," she said. She looked pointedly at Elisabeth.

"I have their promises nothing that happens today will be reported to my mate, Scarlett," I said to her.

She looked dubiously at Elisabeth. Elisabeth returned her gaze calmly. "Any of the rooms upstairs should suffice," Elisabeth said. "Or there are several downstairs with no windows. If you close the doors and we wait outside, you couldn't have more privacy."

"Basement," Scarlett said.

"I'll show you," Elisabeth replied, leading us through the house. "The rest of you wait outside, two in the back, one in the front."

Elisabeth brought us downstairs then to a rec room in the back of the house. There was a pool table and two pinball machines as well as a television, wet bar, and plenty of seating. "Will this do?" she asked.

"Yes," said Scarlett. "Thank you."

Elisabeth looked at her. "I know I don't have to say it, but I'm going to say it. If the two of you do anything to betray my sister, I will not keep any promises to you that I have made."

"No betrayal," Scarlett said immediately. "I swear. I don't want to say anything else."

"We're fine, Elisabeth," I said. "And if I ever do anything to betray Lara, you may do anything you deem necessary to stop me."

She nodded. "Thank you for understanding, Michaela."

She turned around smartly and left, closing the doors as she passed through them. I turned to Scarlett. "Dramatic much?" I asked her.

She smiled wanly. "Please sit." She gestured to a spot on the sofa. I sat down and watched her pace around the room.

"It's me," I said. "Stop being nervous. Just tell me."

"Last night, when you shifted underneath me," she started to say, then stopped, looking at me with confusion and uncertainty.

"Yes?"

"I felt it."

"Of course you did. I went from a thirty pound furry fox to a hundred pound naked woman. And then back and forth a few times. I hope you felt it."

"No, I mean. Yes, I felt that. But-"

She paced around then stopped in front of me. "When you shift, how do you do it?"

"I think about the form I want and then I sort of draw it out of me from inside," I said.

"And you can control your speed."

"Yes, although nearly instant is easiest now. Going slow hurts."

"Shifting always hurts for me," she said. "When I shift it's the same way. I pull my wolf on, sort of like pulling clothes out of a backpack."

"Yes, that's good," I said.

"Last night, I felt you pull," she said.

My eyes widened.

"You once said that you could teach your babies to shift by drawing them with you. That you had to go slowly, but then they could follow along."

"Right."

"But you had to hold them when you did it. You had to be really close."

I stared at her.

"Who else have you ever shifted under?"

"Just Lara-" I paused. "Oh my god." I thought about what she was implying. "I taught her to shift fast. She didn't figure it out on her own. I taught her." I eyed Scarlett. "Have you tried?"

"Yes. It's right on the edge. This is why I wanted privacy. Teach me."

"Oh god," I said. "Lara would kill us."

Scarlett nodded. "Maybe it doesn't need to be quite as, um-"

"Intimate?"

"Yeah."

It was my turn to pace. There was a blanket thrown over the back of the sofa. I grabbed it. "Strip," I told her. I turned my back on her and listened as she pulled off her clothes.

"Ready," she said.

"Lie down," I told her. "On your side." Once she was lying down, I threw the blanket over her. "Don't look." Then I stripped out of my own clothes and knelt down behind her, pulling her partly into my arms so we were spooning, the blanket between us, me partly on top of her.

"Shift fast, and I'll see if I feel it," she said.

I shifted.

"Shit," she said. "Not a thing. Shift back." I did. "Nothing."

"Roll over," I said. "Close your eyes." I climbed on top of her like I was going to take her neck, all my weight on her. I shifted.

"Nothing. I am going to roll us over. Maybe I have to be on top." She rolled us both over.

I shifted. "Nothing. I wonder if I have to be in fur. I was in fur last night."

"That might be better," I said. "Go ahead."

I waited for her to shift, then I wrapped the blanket around myself. I shifted back and forth several times from on top of her. She huffed after each one, then when I was furry, she rolled us both over and settled her full weight on me, just like she had last night.

"When I shifted," I said. "You had your mouth on my throat."

She took me gently and I shifted. She whined. I shifted back. She whined.

"Nothing?"

She whined.

"Climb off," I said.

She got off me and I ditched the blanket. "Under no circumstances do we tell Lara about this."

She chuffed agreement, and I shifted to fox, then lay down and let her settle back on top of me. I waited until she was fully settled, and I shifted to human.

She chuffed, just once.

"Really?"

She chuffed.

I shifted back to fox, and she whined. I shifted
to human and she chuffed.

"Oh my god," I said. "All right, you felt when I went from fox to human, but we needed a lot of contact. Climb off. Lie down on your stomach.
" Once she was lying down, I spooned her from behind, pressing myself against her as much as I could. I shifted to fox, adjusted where I was, and shifted to human.