Three Fur All

Chapter Eight

Mika ran through the woods until his heart was pumping and he was out of breath. The blood sang in his veins, and October’s words raced though his mind. Even in wolf form, with the animal so closely meshed with his being, her statement stung him to the core. It showed how different she was from him. How human. She would never understand the true ways of the wolf.

The night and the moon imbued him with power. That rush helped him push the thought of her out of his mind. Not that October wouldn’t linger, because she was so damn sexy. Now when he thought of her, Dawn’s image flashed in his mind. Elliot had been right. It was best if they just let her go back to her normal life. His attraction to her was a physical one. He could get over it and focus on finding the rogue wolves that were hunting innocent women and leaving their bodies. He dashed through the forest, feeling the boundaries of the pack territory to his left. The prickles of the pack land pushed against his fur and made him shake. If he crossed into their land, the others would be on him in seconds. He had been issued one warning early on in his banishment, that if he ever traversed into the terrain again, then he would be killed.

Stopping in the center of a clearing, he hung his head between his legs.

His chest heaved from running so hard. Drawing in the cool night air, he fought the fury that rolled in his soul. Nothing was safe with him. He lifted his nose and caught a familiar scent. It took him a moment for it to register.

He gazed into the scrub and saw a pair of gleaming yellow eyes. A growl rumbled over his lips, and he took a step forward. The other wolf entered the glade. His pelt was midnight black, allowing him to blend completely with the shadows. Mika drew his lips around his teeth and snarled. Now was the time. Here was his chance.

Without a second thought, he sprang, and sank his fangs into the scruff of the other wolf’s neck. He wrapped his legs around the wolf’s middle and slashed with his fangs. The rogue was bigger than him and with a powerful shake threw him off so Mika landed on his back. The sudden pain shocked him. The other wolf trotted over to him with a big, wolfy grin. His tongue 46




hung out of his mouth, and there was an evil gleam to his eye. Mika tried to turn over and regain his feet, but the other wolf stepped on his side and lowered his jaws to Mika’s throat. The weight of the wolf held him down, but he kicked and caught his claws on the underbelly of the scoundrel. He yelped and jumped off of Mika. He got up and stood against the other wolf, teeth bared. The rogue stood his ground and wasn’t going to move out of his way.

This time the beast head-butted Mika, and then he wrapped his jaws around his left foreleg and bit down. Mika yelped when the teeth scraped along his bone. He waited for the killing strike, but it never came. Instead he heard another growl, and then the pain in his leg was gone. The other snarled at the wolf that had saved him.

It took Mika a moment, but he rose and saw Dawn’s blond pelt before him. With a rustle of the bushes, the other wolf had escaped. Dawn transformed before him. He wasn’t going to switch his human shape in front of her and give her the satisfaction of seeing him bested by the other wolf.

“Getting yourself into more trouble?”

He growled, but didn’t show his teeth.

She chuckled. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. Let me see your leg.” Mika hobbled forward. I will not let her see me in pain. She poked at it, and he winced. Then she released him.

“It’s not broken. He bit you to the bone. You’ll have scars, but nothing to worry about. When you shift back, the wounds should be about healed.

Run back to your human girlfriend, and maybe she can take care of you.” She shifted back into a wolf, went into the woods, and left him.

Mika wasn’t taking any chances that the other wolf would return and catch him off guard. Instead he turned and limped home. When he got to the house, he transformed and saw the damage done to his left arm. The wounds were still seeping, but they would heal soon. I had him, and I couldn’t take him.

Next time I won’t let him get him away. He curled his fingers into a fist and let the anger flood him. October’s scent assailed his nose and surrounded him when he entered the house. It stirred his desire, but it also brought back their conversation and his rage. It would never work between them anyway. He climbed into the shower so he could wash the events of the day away. The 47



water did little to relax him. Mika pressed his hands into the black tile and let the hot water scald his skin while he groaned in frustration. It was a temptation to let his anger out on the tiles, but Elliot would kill him if he was forced to redo the bathroom.

The hot shower hadn’t relaxed him the way he thought it would. It had only worsened his mood.

The wounds on his arm had healed, but his arm was stiff. He flexed it and decided that it would be okay. It could have been a lot worse. I could’ve been his latest victim, and then they would be looking for my body. I have to find him and bring him back. Where is his partner in all of this? Unless she made it up. Mika shook his head. She wouldn’t do that. Maybe they had a falling out. Either way, we have to get one of them.

October is the key, and then we can get rid of her. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He went back into his bedroom and turned on his iPod. The dark tunes of Slipknot came over the speaker and helped some to soothe his frame of mind. He ran his hand through his hair, and then a knock sounded on the door.

“What?”

His door screeched open, and October stood outside in the hallway. He gritted his teeth when he saw her. Mika noted she still wore his cast-off plaid shirt without any pants. The top two buttons were undone, showing the dip between her breasts. Her eyes were red and inflamed. That meant only one thing. She forced a smile and met his eyes for second, then looked down at the floor. Her ankle was wrapped, but it didn’t appear to be as swollen.

“You got a second?”

“So you can accuse me of more monstrosities?” October shook her head. “No. I wanted to apologize for what I said and for overreacting. You took me in and took care of me. I realize you and Elliot aren’t like the madmen who held me. I promise I won’t tell anyone about you. I just wanted to let you know that. I should be okay to go show you where I was being held in a couple of days. Then hopefully you can get what you need.” She met his eyes and turned. When she did, she dropped her crutch. “Damn it.”

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She stumbled and caught the wall, but he could see it pained her from the small hop she did and how she hung on to the paneled hall. His heart turned, and the rage inside of him died away. Seeing her so helpless, he realized that it had taken a lot, mentally and physically, for her to come up here and apologize.

Shit. “October, wait a second.” He darted into the hallway and grabbed her arm. “I was an ass. I’m sorry. It’s just what you said hit a couple of sore spots. I said some things without thinking them through.”

“I get it. Apology accepted. If you don’t mind, I’m going to bed. It’s been a long day.”

She tried to free herself from his arms, but Mika wouldn’t relinquish his hold on her. With her being so close, he was very aware of how little clothes she was wearing. How her body responded to him.

Even now, her heart had picked up a couple of beats. Her skin was flushed, and her pulse fluttered along her neck. Her breath came in quick pants, the hunted caught by the hunter. And yet the exhilarating smell of her desire filled his senses, and he wanted to drown in it. His cock was already hard and causing the towel to tent. Mika took the crutch and rested it against the wall. October’s eyes widened. Lingering fear of what he was reflected there, but the inner light of her longing made her green eyes burn and draw him in. The heat between them was building no matter how much she tried to deny it. He thought it would so easy to forget about her, but that would be impossible. They were meant for one another. If she didn’t choose him, he would share her with Elliot just to keep her close.

Mika slid his fingers down her cheeks. The skin felt like satin underneath his fingertips. Every instinct in him said to claim her, but if he made the wrong move, he would spook her once more, and that was an action he wanted to avoid. Her sharp intake of breath signaled she was crumbling and giving in to the craving that also raged inside of her.

“Mika, I’m not sure if this is a good idea after everything that happened today.”

“You’re absolutely right. It isn’t.” He agreed with her.

“Then—”

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Mika captured her lips, smothering the words that were going to emerge.

Nothing she said was going to stop him now. She was his. She was the wolf’s. He was laying his claim to her body and soul. October stiffened. He felt the tension in her body ride along his skin like it was his own. His muscles tightened, but after a second, her indecision lifted, and she returned the kiss with the same fierceness she had when they had originally kissed. He sucked in her bottom lip, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Her fingers dug into his arms as she clung to him, conforming her body to his. They were a perfect fit. The top of her head came to his chin, and he could inhale the peach scent of her midnight hair and finally run his fingers through the long locks. To his enjoyment, it was soft and silky, the way he thought it would be. Her breasts pushed into his chest, and her heart beat erratically. Her skin was warmed with her need, and he didn’t have to ask what would happen next between them.

Mika swept her up in his arms and deposited her on his bed. He sat next to her and carefully unwound the dressing from her ankle. She watched him intently, but didn’t tell him to stop. Once he dropped the wrapping, he ran his hands over the swollen flesh and noticed it had gone down some. She didn’t wince when he brought his lips to the skin and kissed her lightly. From there he continued to plant kisses up her calf, moving along her soft skin, to the bend of her knee, where Mika bit lightly. October jerked her leg away. He gazed up at her.


“Sorry. Ticklish.”

“It’s okay. I’ll remember that for next time.”

“Next time? That would imply that you want me to stick around.” He kissed the top of her thigh and inched his tongue a little closer to the bottom of her shirt.

“Maybe.”

October reached down and took his hand. She ran his index finger along her lips before sucking it into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around it, and the sudden warmth she caused shot directly to his cock and hardened it even more. The wolf stirred under his skin. He tried to keep it under control, but it was also interested in this woman. Her gaze never left his, and after she 50



sucked in his finger one last time, he guided her hand to his dick. She slipped her hand through the part in the towel and gripped his shaft. A low growl rolled from his throat. He shook from the gentle caress. He pushed closer to her so she had better access to him. With his other hand, he released the towel so it fell to the bed. October moved and cupped his balls. She squeezed them until he squirmed, but the pain that came from the gesture made him want her more. He undid the first button on her shirt and parted the garment so the curve of her breasts was exposed. Mika placed his lips above her heart. She slowly worked her fingers along his length, making it nearly impossible for him to concentrate. The muscles fluttered in his stomach, but he focused on moving down the smooth valley between her breasts, until he came to another button. He growled again at the object in his way. This time he gripped the sides of her top and pulled. The remaining buttons popped off and flew across the bedroom. The little dings of them hitting objects in the room made him smile.

October giggled. She released his cock and walked her fingers over his stomach. Now it was his turn to pull away.

“Damn you, woman.”

“What did I do?” She batted her eyelashes innocently.

“You are a devilish minx. I wanted you the first moment I saw you.”

“Even all bruised and out of my mind as I was?” He nodded and felt a smile tug at the corners of his lips. “Oh, hell yeah!

You were so damn sexy. Twigs in your hair. Dirt smeared across your cheeks.

All bound up in chains. I wanted to ravish you right then.” Mika lunged at her, and October pulled back from him, forcing an unwanted space between them. When he looked at her face, he didn’t expect to see the pure terror lingering in her eyes. Her face was frozen in a silent scream. Her breathing and pulse rate had intensified. Her scent had turned sour from fear. He reached toward her. She shied away again. “What is it? What did I do?”

“Y-Your eyes. Burning yellow. I’ll never forget those eyes. That growl . .

.” She shook her head and pulled her shirt closer to her body.

Mika hadn’t expected this. He could feel her retreating back into her shell. He took a deep breath and drew her into his arms. October curled into 51



his embrace and shivered. He held her and smoothed her hair. He kissed the top of her head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I lost control and—” She shook her head and sniffled. “No. It’s not you. Seeing you like that, it put me back to being in that cell and seeing his eyes. They glowed like yours. I didn’t realize that. I’m sorry.”

He shut his eyes and sighed. Cradling her, Mika knew she hadn’t recovered fully. He yearned to wipe those horrific memories from her mind and make it so that her month in that hellhole had been a bad dream she would never have to deal with again. “I’m sorry. I forgot. Forgive me.” October took his face between her hands. “No. You didn’t do anything wrong. I just have to face my nightmare and get past it.” She kissed him again, this time slower, and trailed her fingers down the line of his neck. They glided across his collarbone and then settled on his chest. She stared into his eyes, but he hadn’t pulled back the wolf, and assumed his eyes were still golden. October took a deep breath and then forced a smile. Her heart had slowed. She slipped one hand lower and clutched his cock again. She chewed on her bottom lip, and he could tell she was trying to overcome her fear. After a moment, she got up on her knees and slipped her shirt off, exposing her fabulous breasts to him.

She trailed her hands over her breasts until her fingers squeezed her nipples. They plumped like red cherries, and he wanted to pluck them. Mika licked his lips and tried to fight the growing longing in him so that he wouldn’t spook her again. After a moment, he couldn’t help it and lowered his mouth to her right nipple while his other hand slid down her belly to her patch of dark curls. When he slipped his fingers along her folds, he found that she was already wet. He discovered her * nub and rubbed. Her face relaxed some, and after watching her eyes close to half slits, he could see the pleasure in her.

Mika kept up his delightful torture until small moans passed over her lips.

Her hips rocked forward.

She gripped his cock and pumped it in time with how fast he was fondling her. Oh God, she knows what she’s doing. I can’t take this much longer. I need to be inside of her. Have to feel her p-ssy wrapped around my cock, before . . . Oh shit!

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He drew in a ragged breath and then withdrew from October. She groaned her disapproval and then opened her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright from the enjoyment that raced through her.

“Why’d you stop?”

He lowered himself to start kissing her stomach. Her invigorating smell inflamed his nose with her spicy scent. Mika flicked his tongue lower until he parted her legs and found her slick p-ssy. He groaned at her cinnamon tang and plunged his tongue into her wet depths. He dug his fingers into her hips and tasted more of her. October pressed her nails into his head and pushed her hips into his face.

“F*ck! Mika, I need you.”

He thrust his tongue into her one last time and then returned to her lips.

He was already at the edge, ready to howl. If he slipped, he knew what would happen, and he couldn’t have that. He couldn’t scare her any more. All he yearned for was to bring her bliss. October kissed him back hard and straddled him. She locked her knees around his hips. Mika supported her weight as she gripped his cock and guided it into her p-ssy. Then she began to ride him.

Mika ran his fingers over her arms, feeling her strong muscles, and pushed into her again. He groaned from the sheer ecstasy of being in her arms. Of her accepting him for what he was. He never thought he could feel such happiness with a woman again. His heart had turned to stone, but October had softened it again. There was no way he was letting her go after this. He would die to protect her. Mika cupped her breasts and kissed her neck. Her pulse thrummed across her flesh. The energy between them was building. A howl was taking shape in his throat. He drove into her one more time and captured her lips.

October rose up and cried out. Her muscles clenched around his cock for a final time, and his howl pierced the night. They both collapsed on the bed. It took him an instant to catch his breath, but he was content listening to her heartbeat. It was steady, and it calmed him. She wove her fingers through his hair and sighed. He glanced up and met her eyes.

“Are you okay?”

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The smile that touched her lips lit up her eyes. “Yeah. I’m okay.” The lethargy of sleep gripped his muscles. He snuggled against her chest, loving how her breasts cradled his head. “I’m glad to hear it.” A warm fuzz descended on his body. His wolf was happy and already rolling over in his mind, ready for a belly scratch.


“Typical.”

“What do you mean?” he murmured.

“You might be a wolf, but you’re still a man who falls asleep after sex.” He blinked. “Sorry.”

She guided his lips to hers in a quick kiss. “It’s okay. I should go back downstairs.”

“Stay.”

“What about Elliot?”

The thought of his friend hadn’t crossed his mind. “We’ll have to let him know in the morning.”

“Let him know what?”

“That you chose me over him.”

“What if I don’t want just you? Would that bother you?” Mika’s brows lifted . Does she really mean what I think she means? “Well . . .

you’d have to see how he feels about it. But that would mean you staying here.”

“I know. Never mind. We’ll talk about it later.” He nodded and listened to her heart. Its even rhythm helped to keep him calm, but what was not said haunted him. Mika tried to think about it more, but his brain was shutting down, and sleep was taking over.

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