I hear a faint knock at my door while I'm careful folding some shirts into a suitcase.
"Come in," I call. A beautiful platinum blonde she wolf enters. Annie.
Annie and I have been on again off again since about 14. Quietly sneaking off to relieve tension and frustration with makeouts and more. She had a habit of ditching me when someone beefier came along, but I never really cared. She was a good way to get my rocks off, and we never had any illusions about being serious. Then I turned 18 and graduated and moved into the pack house and saw much less of her. Probably was better for both of us that way.
Yet here she was. She closed and locked the door behind her, giving me a sly look as she crossed the room to me. I felt my crotch stir out of habit.
"I heard you'd be gone for a while. You gonna miss me?" She cooed while tracing her fingers across my chest.
"No more than you missed me these last what- two months you were seeing that new guy. Let me guess. He dumped you," I reply casually. Bitterness has long left the equation with Annie. She pouts and sticks out her chest a little.
She's wearing a gorgeous low cut top that hugs her hourglass form sensually. Her breasts are nearly falling out of with the posture she's got.
I've seen what's under that top. It's nice and all, but I just can't find the room in my head or heart to care. My second head, however, wants some action before we go. I turn to my packing.
"Oh, we broke up alright. No thanks to his stupid mate bond with my sister."
Oh, well now I really feel like an ass. I turn back to face her and she's right behind me staring up at me with her deep blue eyes. They're brimming with lust.
"Not that you deserve it, but I wanted to give you a little parting gift before you leave, Fabian. I value what we have between us, you know." She sinks to her knees and begins undoing the button to my pants. My erection swells in anticipation.
A f*ck toy you can come back to whenever? I think to myself. I don't say it out loud, because Annie is good with those pink lips of hers and my head already has disappeared into her mouth.
I moan as she picks up the pace, sucking and bobbing her head on my c*ck. Just when I feel my sack tighten against her chin she stops and slides it out of her mouth. She smirks and raises an eyebrow before standing and pushing me onto my bed, hard and at attention, slick from her mouth.
She hikes up her ruffled miniskirt, showing me she's not wearing anything underneath. Climbing up and straddling me, she fishes her t**s out of her top and presses my face into them as she lowers herself, sinking me into her tight flesh.
Once she's fully hilted, she begins riding me, grinding her hips so hard it makes my bed shake. I cringe a little at the noise, but the sensation is overwhelming. I hear her cry out and buck harder, and it sends me over the edge, emptying my balls into her.
Satisfied and panting, she kisses my cheek and winks before sliding off. I'm not sure I feel all that good, but a quickie is a quickie I guess.
Annie quickly finds a towel and cleans herself up, then tosses it to me and I do the same.
"Well, good luck down there, Fabian. Plains wolves are way different than those of us here in the mountains."
As soon as my reply is out of my mouth, I forget it. I hate the way she makes me feel when we do this. It just feels wrong somehow, not to mention always feeling disposable to her. She leaves and I finish zipping my pants up.
My wolf growls in the back of my mind. He's never been a fan of Annie and always disappears when she comes around.
As far as a mate goes, I know she's not it. She doesn't turn 18 until this summer, a few months from now. I turned last summer. If she had been my mate, I'd have known by now. I'm relieved though, honestly. She treats me kind of like an Omega.
Another knock comes from my door as I'm desperately trying to finish packing.
"Come in," I say without even looking.
"So Annie came to say goodbye, huh?"
It's Vincent. My brother never liked her. His tone shows an extra amount of disgust this time.
"Yeah. Her sister turned out to be mates with her latest thing. You know, same old song and dance."
"You mean the horizontal tango, again? C'mon, have some respect. She treats you like garbage. Only comes around to make herself feel better after a breakup and then leaves you hanging on every other level."
"I know you didn't come here just to discuss my intimate life."
I can feel him rolling his eyes through the back of my head.
"Timetable moved up. A bad storm is due tomorrow morning and Alpha Zachary wants us to get out ahead of it. Now."