Stolen by The Pack: Chapter 17

I wiggled and squirmed, trying to get out.

“I’m sorry, Tiana,” Grant said gruffly.

“Sorry for what? For kidnapping or selling me as a sex slave to a psycho werewolf?” I demanded, breathless and getting tired of him.

There was a muscle-packed werewolf on top of me. And it was hard to think clearly under the hot sun.

He was looking at me intently, probably hoping I’d forgive him easily.

“I’m sorry for everything,” he replied. “I made a mistake. I signed up to get you because I grew up poor my whole life on this island. I’m serious when I say this, Tiana. I’ll never disappoint you again or put you in harm’s way. Ever again.”

‘What do you mean you ‘signed up to get me’?’

‘Years ago, when I was fifteen, it was big news when a midwife was charged for not registering a baby to Howl’s Edge. She finally confessed that the parents had run away and they had an omega child,’ he said.

‘What do you mean?’

‘It’s the law for every baby to be registered on the island to be accounted for. So they can keep track of omegas. Jatix was twenty back then and announced to the island that he would give away mansions and land to anyone who found the omega.’

‘Why?’ I asked. To me, that sounded creepy as fuck. That would make Jatix forty-four. ‘Why did he want me? The omega?’

‘Omegas are scarce,’ said Grant. ‘I know that’s not a good reason, but maybe Jatix thought he could put you up for auction. Omegas can fetch hefty prices, especially the prettier ones. I would never know his reason, but I was willing to bring him an omega if it meant not worrying about money for the rest of my life. We were tired of living on the streets.’

‘I just passed by an auction. It was the craziest I’ve ever seen Grant. That shouldn’t be legal!’

‘Auctions are still legal. Bride kidnappings are illegal, though.’

‘It doesn’t sound much better at all,’ I said, confused. ‘It needs to be banned. Omegas are being treated like second-class citizens.’

‘I know,’ said Grant. ‘Every alpha on Howl’s Edge wants an omega for their pack. So the parents who sell their omega daughter or son would rather be compensated big than giving them away for free.’

‘I’m glad I didn’t get caught or anything,’ I said, remembering my close call. I was passing by so many people, and they could’ve snatched me up.

‘You have our scent on you. You just mated with Tony,’ winked Grant. ‘Once you are taken and mated by an alpha pack, other alphas know to stay away.’

‘I guess that’s good to know,’ I said, still confused. This island seemed so primitive to me. It didn’t feel safe to live here.

He sat up, lifting his body weight off of me, which was making me flustered. I sat up as well, not touching him. I was still upset he had put me in this position.

‘Listen, I’m not trying to pressure you or force you,’ said Grant. ‘I want you to know that I’m sorry.’

I looked around, seeing the rest of the men surrounding us. Could I forgive Grant? He kidnapped me, yet I wanted to be in his arms for no logical reason.

They were waiting for my answer.

“I forgive you,” I said, looking away from him and staring at the ocean waves instead. “But I want to go home. I can’t trust you.”

Grant tilted my chin to face him. His sensual hooded eyes looked into mine. Studying me.

My core heated and clenched as we made eye contact. I could feel his manhood pressing against my thigh. He touched my chest, feeling my wildly beating heart.

“You have a point. But does the little omega wolf inside you trust me?” he asked in a serious tone of voice. His question sounded ridiculous to my ears, but I could feel my inner omega come alive. It was like a second subconscious within me, softly whispering to take him back. It was desperate to trust him.

To give him my soul and body.

I wanted him to claim me.

To take me.

“Grant,” I sighed, tears spilling down my cheeks. “They hurt me. The pack you gave me to. I felt like garbage. I felt…I felt so small.”

Grant sat up and pulled me to him, wrapping his muscular arms around me. I cried against his chest, my tears streaming down my face.

I felt instantly safe in his arms and against his bare chest. He touched my hair and rubbed my shoulder, purring all the while. His vibrations calming my racing heart.

“I’m so so sorry,” he said over and over, hugging me tightly. Rocking and cradling me in his lap. He was so big and comforting. I felt the protective instinct emanating from his alpha soul.

After a few minutes of crying, I tried to get it together. I sniffed, wiping my nose with the back of my hand, wishing I had a tissue.

“It’s okay,” I hiccuped, looking at the calming ocean. “But if you do it again, I don’t want to be around you. Ever.”

“I promise you,” said Grant. “Trust me. It sounds like too much right now, but over time, all I can do is prove myself.”

We sat silently for a couple of minutes as he held me against his chest. My tears began to dry on my cheeks, and I felt a lot calmer now. A peace came over my body. I was scared to trust Grant again, but I wanted to give him one more chance. Even though he betrayed me, my inner omega craved to trust him.

I wanted him. And his pack.

“Will you be our omega?” asked Tony, plopping down next to us.

I let out a soft laugh and took his outstretched hand. His large warm hand encircled mine, rubbing his thumb over my hand.

“I’ll try,” I said. ‘If you’ll have me.’

Tony leaned over, regardless of Grant, and kissed me squarely on the lips. I smiled and kissed him back.

“Move over, man,” said Grant, shoving him out of the way and kissing me hard. As I kissed him back, my heart seemed to grow ten sizes in wonder and excitement. Four men wanted my attention, and I was going to have a lot of love around me.

“Oh my,” I said breathlessly when our intense kiss ended with all the men watching us.

“And you’ll be getting a lot more than that as soon as I rent us a spot on this island,” said Grant, pulling my hand over his erection. I smiled, shocked that I could make a man so easily aroused.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d end up with four males.

All for me.

Later that day, in the vacation rental that Grant had procured for us, I was standing under the shower, not wanting to move.

This was the first level of comfort I’ve had since landing on this island. I ignored the lizards on the ceiling as I lathered my hair with shampoo. Normally I’d freak out over bugs and such, but I didn’t have the energy. My heat was a little more tolerable after mine and Tony’s quickie in the closet.

I still craved being around my alphas at all times.

“Are you okay in there?” Wesley called outside the door.

“Yep,” I said, rinsing my hair- soap suds all over my wet body. I heard the door open, and I gasped in surprise. “What do you need, Wesley?”

I could see his shadow standing on the other side of the curtain. I felt a little apprehensive and nervous. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do.

Then he pulled the curtain open halfway.

I looked at him as I twisted my hair. He stood there, staring at my completely naked body. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, just gray sweatpants. I felt a little creeped out but also felt warmth between my legs at his private intrusion.

“Can I touch you?” he asked.

“Um, sure,” I said. He grabbed the soapy loofah from me. I stood still as he began washing my shoulders, a look of intense concentration in his blue eyes. His caramel-colored hair got wet in the water as he lowered himself, washing my belly next.

“Turn around,” he ordered a hint of alpha power in his voice.

The pressure between my legs increased at his command, wanting him to touch me there.

I turned, my inner omega wanting to obey him immediately.

Wesley

My god, she was beautiful.

When wet, her curly black hair stopped at her waist, right above the curve of her buttocks.

I was nervous since she didn’t talk to me much as she was too wrapped in Grant’s drama. I wanted her to get to know me. Soap and water covered my arms as I pressed the loofah around her glorious butt cheeks one at a time.

The droplets of water made her skin shine. The hardness in my pants made me pause as I pressed on her butt cheeks harder with the loofah.

I dropped the loofah and rinsed her ass cheeks with my bare hands. She gasped when I squeezed her butt with my hands.

“Do you like washing your women?” she asked me. I could tell she was trying to make light of things, but I could smell her heavy scent of arousal.

“Just you,” I said, and it was the truth. Before her, I didn’t have these kinds of fantasies. Ever since I met her on the cruise ship for that brief moment, I fantasized about what I’d do with her. “Bend over.”

I could hear her labored breathing with arousal as she bent down. Her large butt was in the air and dying to be touched. I admired it. Her brown skin glistened under the water, so delectable.

My gaze wandered down, seeing her dark pussy lips covering the pink rose inside.

“Is that good?” she asked, touching the floor of the tub with her hands.

“It’s perfect,” I said in a harsh whisper. I could barely breathe with arousal as I rubbed her butt with my hands, washing the soap off. Her skin was so soft and jiggly. I squeezed her butt cheeks and spread them. Her pussy lips opened a little, glistening in slick. She was horny for me. I washed between her butt cheeks with my finger, wiping from bottom to top. She stuck her bottom out more, pressing against my finger.

She liked it.

I repeated the motion until I was sure her crack was squeaky clean.

I wanted a taste. I wanted to worship it. She was going to know tonight how much I loved her bottom.

With one palm on each butt cheek, I spread her open like a feast. I licked around her anal region, pressing my tongue against the ridges. I could hear her moans underneath as I licked her dark hole. I loved hearing her moans of pleasure under my rough tongue. I pressed against her little hole, slowly stretching it open. She tried to move away from my invasion, but I gripped her ass cheeks tight.

Not letting her escape me.

“Please don’t go inside all the way. It’ll hurt,” she whimpered.

“I need your tight dark hole, baby,” I said. “Open your legs wider for me, sweet thing. I want this after every bath and shower you take.”

“Oh,” she squeaked in surprise at my request. Her thighs jiggled as she spread them wide for me. Her pussy was hungry for me, judging by how her slick shined down from her pink hole.

It was a gourmet feast waiting for me, and I hadn’t even started.

I buried my face between her cheeks, pressing my nose up and down her crack. Smelling every dark inch of her. The place where she hid from the world. Where no one else in the world had gone into. I felt honored that she let me get into her most intimate areas. Holy balls, my cock was so hard, I could feel the pre-cum leaking. I wanted to fuck her tight dark hole, but I didn’t want to scare her.

I’ll take her wet pussy for tonight. I would take her ass one day.

My tongue pressed inside her ass, opening her anal region wider. She gasped at the intrusion, and her butt cheeks clenched around my tongue- fighting me. Fine, I’d let her easy tonight. I instead licked down and spread her pussy lips with my fingers. I lapped up her slick, licking every drop of her honey. I pressed a finger inside her and popped it out.

“Taste,” I demanded, sticking my finger into her mouth. I could see the surprise in her eyes as her lips closed around my finger sucking her own juices. The smell of her arousal grew more potent, covering the steamy bathroom.

“Oh Wesley, you’re kinky,” she breathed. I went back to licking her pussy. Moving harder and faster until I heard her cry out with her orgasm. As her pussy pulsed with her orgasm, I pulled my pants down and slid my thick cock inside her. It was the perfect moment. Her pussy clenching my aching cock felt like heaven on earth.

Goddamn.

I stood there on the edge of the bathtub, thrusting my cock deep inside her canal. Her pussy was like a tight vise around my cock, pulling me deeper until I couldn’t take it.

I roared as jets of my semen exploded inside her. I couldn’t move as I tried to catch my breath.

“That…that was amazing,” I gasped, helping her stand as my knot filled inside her. I wrapped my hands around her waist, pulling her in tight as we waited for my knot to deflate.

Tiana

On the kingsize bed, I cuddled with Wesley.

The rest of the pack was out buying food, so I was warm and toasty with Wesley’s arms around me. I wore only a bathrobe with nothing underneath. I couldn’t forget what he did to me in the bathroom. Even though I was so new in my sexual journey, nothing could top off the heat level of what we just did.

My stomach growled.

“Is my omega hungry?” asked Wesley, chuckling at my obnoxious stomach.

“Hell yes,” I muttered, burying my head against his chest. I didn’t realize it, but I had wrapped two blankets around me in a circle. Like a freaking nest. I had never done that before, but it was so comforting. I felt at home.

“Don’t worry. They’re coming soon. Tony texted me.”

“Can we talk about what the heck just happened in the shower?” I said. “I never thought you were that freaky.”

“God,” he said, exhaling. “I was the only one in the house when Grant told me to watch you. Hearing you sing away in the shower, having fun- made me want to join in. I couldn’t help myself, Tiana. I’m sorry if it was weird. I know we barely know each other.”

“It was actually the hottest thing to ever happen to me. Like in my entire life,” I said in a low voice, and I could see the relief and pride in his eyes.

“Well, that’s good to hear,” he laughed. “Because it’s going to happen more often than you think.”

“I want to know more about you,” I said, playing with the edge of the fur blanket. “How did you join Grant’s pack?”

“As a kid, I was beat a lot,” he said. “Basically, Grant rescued me one day when my mom threw me out of her home. I told him I could go my own way, but Grant wouldn’t hear of it. He fed me with what little he had at the time.”

“Wow, I’m sorry,” I said, feeling a sad ache in my heart for him. My parents were loving but too overprotective at times. I couldn’t imagine living the life he had. I laid my hand on his pale skin, squeezing in comfort. Behind his eyes, I could see the years of torture he had gone through.

“It was a long time ago,” he said. “Do you miss your parents?”

“I do,” I said. But I wasn’t ready to go back yet.

It was amazing exploring feelings that had been repressed all my life.

“I’m sure Grant will take you back to see them one day. He’s a good guy in his heart, even though his decisions can be questionable sometimes,” said Wesley.

“How did Grant afford this vacation home?” I asked. I didn’t want to talk about going home just yet. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life right now.

I looked around the beautiful and fairly spacious room. The room had bright white curtains, and there was a bookshelf. I couldn’t wait to get into those books later. The entire house was minimal and covered in white and black furniture.

“He made good money as an undercover cop. When we were stalking…I mean, looking for you.”

I heard the door open and a bunch of men’s footsteps entering the house. Grant, Sam, and Tony showed up at the bedroom door holding bowls of shrimp alfredo. My heart lit up with anticipation.

“Food’s here,” sang Sam.