It's Dark Outside

Ell's Scent

Third P.O.V.

        “How many of them do you think is left?” Ranger panted out as he spit blood.

        Royce groaned leaning up against a tree. “I hope no more.”

        Red scoffed. “Don’t relax, that’s how you get killed.”

        “Ranger drop!” Jack hollered out.

        A random arrow flew right by Ranger’s face as he ducked out of the way. Jack launched himself at the rouge that shot it. Tackling him to the ground and using a rock to bash his head in. When he knew he was dead he severed the head for good measure. Another rouge came from the brush and was headed for the Kings.

        “Get back over here.” Jack said grabbing the scruff of the wolfs neck, slamming it into the ground.

        They wrestled for a moment before a loud snap echoed through the Canadian forest. Again, he removed the head. He took a few breaths before snatching up another rouge.

        “He’s really a monster.” Ranger said letting out a slow breath himself.

        Red smirked. “I’m glad we kept him.”

        “I’m glad he’s our Master Chief.” Royce said rubbing the back of his neck.

        “Does anyone else feel like there is something wrong with our wives?” Jack asked them as he let the last head roll out of his hands.

        Royce nodded. “I think Samara is either going into heat or she has a fever, and it kind of feels like Ell keeps disappearing and then popping back up.”

        “We need to get home.” Ranger said standing back up straight.

        “I thought that’s what we were trying to do?” Jack asked before turning around and going after another rouge.

        Red shifted and attacked a rouge that was trying to sneak up on Royce, tackling it to the ground and ripping off bits of it until it stopped moving. Then to make sure it was dead he ripped its throat out until you could see spinal cord.

        (I think we need to go home, now.) Red said firmly.

        Jack nodded. “Yeah, let’s go.”

        Royce sighed. “We will have to run at full speed and we might make it there by dinner time.”

        “Just think about sinking knots into or wives’ wet centers, and feeling their body against ours. I’m sure our wolves will get us there faster.” Ranger said before shifting.

        (When we get home, we are going to have our knots taken. I feel like it’s been years.) Royce whined out.

        Jack shifted and shook out his fur. (You don’t think they are sick, do you?)

        All of them stilled and were quiet for a few moments.

        (Feral Fever.) Ranger said quietly.

        Red let out a low growl. (We need to get home now!)

Samara’s P.O.V.

        So, Ell finally got me into the clinic, but she was the patient and not me. Something was going on, and I needed her fixed.

        “How long has your dizzy spells been happening?” Giovanna asked as she did blood pressure, weight, and breathing.

        Ell shrugged. “As long as Samara has been having heat flashes.”

        I shot her a glare. “You’re the patient, Ell. We need to see what’s wrong with you.”

        “What about you?! You’re my mate and I’m worried about you! If anything happened…” Ell’s tears flowed from her eyes and I melted.

        “No, don’t cry, pretty girl.” I went to her and placed light kisses to her lips, cheeks, nose, and neck. “I’ll get tested with you. Please, don’t cry anymore.”

        She nodded. “I love you.”

        I smiled. This girl… “I love you too.”

        “I want to draw some blood and start testing for everything.” Giovanna said quietly, hoping to keep Ell calm.

        When she was done and gone to do the testing, I pushed Ell back on the exam table.

        “What are you doing, Sam?” She said giggling.

        I licked my lips while running my hands up her thighs. “Why do you think I put you in a dress?”

        Her whole body trembled, by the stars, this mate of mine was adorable. “Do you want me to lick you, pretty girl?”

        She nodded. “Yes, my Queen.”

        I chuckled pulling her panties off her then spread her legs. “How about if I f**k you too?”

        “Samara…” Her voice whimpered.

        “I love it when you use your Omega voice, Ell. It makes me wet and hungry you.” I said before dipping my head down to taste her juices already covering her slit.

        I worked my tongue for a few moments before starting with my fingers. I slipped one in at first, then moved to two. I quickened the pace, hoping I could get her to c*m before Giovanna came back in.

        “Oh, f**k, Sam! It’s feels so good.” She cried out, and now I was sure Giovanna knew what we were doing.

        I curled my fingers to hit her g-spot. “You’re going to have to c*m soon, pretty girl. Unless you want the good doctor coming in to see me tongue deep in your pussy.”

        Ell sucked in a breath. “Just like that, Samara. I’m so close.”

        “Good girl.” I said biting down on my bottom lip. Before Ell could stop me, I slipped in a third finger.

        “Oh f**k! Sam! I’m going to c*m!” Ell whimpered out.

        With a few more pumps of my fingers I felt her orgasm rake through her body and tasted her c*m on my tongue.

        “That’s my good wife.” I said with a wink before dipping my head back down to lick her clean.

        When I was done I pulled her dress back down.

        “I won’t have enough time to make you c*m, Samara.” She whimpered out.

        I shrugged. “We’ll have all night to try out that special ‘thing’ I got for you the other day.”

        Hearing that made Ell’s whole-body shudder, and now I wanted to lean her back on the table and f**k her again.

        “Is it okay to come in your highnesses?”

        I smirked hearing Giovanna at the door. “Yeah, doc.”

        She came in with blushing cheeks and a wet center. I’m sure she didn’t want us to know that though.

        Giovanna cleared her throat. “I have your results, but I think we should go outside for…some fresh air.”

        I chuckled. “Sorry, doc.”

        “It’s okay just…I think I shouldn’t be in here after…” Giovanna started.

        I nodded. “I get it.”

        She realized that I could smell her arousal and blushed even deeper. “I’m sorry for-“

        “Don’t apologize. I wouldn’t be immune to Ell’s scent either.” I said teasingly, trying to make her feel better.

        We headed outside and I was worried about what she was going to say, in the back of my head Feral Fever has been a hot topic. If we had it, we were going to have to leave the pack, and our male mates.