Mated To The Alpha Bully

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Kaden leaned against the car, letting the metal frame take most of his weight, pressing a hand to his hip. "See if there's anything salvageable in the car."

Both of us were covered in blood, most of it from the Taurus, I hoped. I looked for something to wipe us down within the upside-down car and found one of the Walmart bags untouched behind my seat. The others had been strewn open, and I didn’t bother hunting around. Who knew how long we had before the Taurus pack came back with more shifters? And if they bring Leos as well… I shuddered. I didn’t think I could go for round two right now.

I crawled back out of the wreckage to see Kaden’s head tipped back, an expression of pain pinching his features. When he saw me emerge, I watched him fight the emotion off of his face.

“You’re injured." I motioned to his hip, which had a lot more blood trailing down it than when I'd left.

“I’m fine,” Kaden said gruffly, pushing himself off the frame of the car.

I shoved him back against the car, meeting his eyes with a challenge, then grabbed his hand and yanked it off the wound. The cut was huge. Someone had caught him with a claw and ripped along the flesh, and I hadn’t heard him make a single noise of pain when it had happened.

“I’ll heal," he said, slapping his hand back over the wound, which dripped blood all down the side of his leg and onto the ground.

“Not fast enough. We need to be able to move without you leaving a trail of blood for the Taurus—and Leo—packs to follow.” I stepped up to him, preventing him from limping further away from the car. “Sit down and let me heal you. I’m an Ophiuchus now, after all.”

Kaden gritted his teeth hard, muscles flexing in his jaw. “No."

I raised my eyes skyward in exasperation. His stubborn ass was going to get us killed. “Fine, I’ll do it with you standing up.”

I set the bag down on the ground and opened it. Snacks and bottles of water were nestled in with a few changes of clothes, and I took a bottle out and twisted it open. Kaden watched me but didn’t do more than jut his chin out stubbornly. I took it as a go-ahead and upended the bottle over one of the shirts in the pack until it was soaked. Then I brought it to his side as gently as I could, though Kaden still hissed out a breath as the wet cloth hit his wound. I daubed at the skin gently, trying not to pull it apart any further and create any more damage. A car passed by, but the wreckage blocked us from view, and they didn't even bother to slow down. We were in the middle of nowhere, but I wanted to get out of here before any human authorities came to investigate the accident.

I tossed the shirt to the side after I was fairly certain there wasn’t any dirt in the wound, and then glanced up at Kaden. His eyes were dark on mine, unreadable, and I held his gaze as I slowly lowered myself onto my knees. Kaden’s nostrils flared, and he looked away sharply. Being this close to him, bare as the day he was born, made my senses go wild, along with my wolf. Kaden's smell filled my nose, and it didn’t escape my notice that I was naked too, or that the last time we’d been in this state was when I'd gone into heat.

I closed my eyes and focused. Now wasn’t the time to get distracted by how hot Kaden was, or how much I wanted him. When I was I was fairly sure I had myself under control I opened my eyes and didn’t glance back up at Kaden again. I could feel the heavy weight of his gaze on me anyway, prickling at the top of my head, as I lowered my mouth to his hip.

I started at the bottom of the wound and licked the area right below it. Kaden’s muscles rippled under my tongue, reacting to the touch almost instantly, and I heard him suck in a sharp breath. I chased his flinching skin, pressing my tongue flat against it. It was salty, the tang of iron overriding any natural taste I might have gotten had he not been bleeding, but not unpleasant. I wasn’t sure how exactly to do this, and the last time it had been done to me, I’d been too distracted to remember the exact motions Kaden had used.

Almost immediately, the wound seemed to close up beneath my tongue, and I continued my work, slowly but surely healing the entire area. When his breathing became more labored, I looked up to find Kaden’s head tipped back, exposing the long line of his bare throat, and his hands balled up into fists at his sides. The muscles in his forearms stood in stark relief from how tightly he was holding himself back, but he couldn't stop his c**k from hardening and growing. It was so close to my tongue, which now traced lazy circles across Kaden's hip, that I debated taking a detour. I'd never sucked anyone's c**k before, but I desperately wanted to try it with him.

When Kaden's wound was healed, I pulled back and gazed up at him, waiting to see if he would stop me. Lust clouded his eyes, and I smelled his need in the air, mixing with the scent of my own. My hands rested on his thighs, feeling the strength in them. When I swallowed, his eyes tracked the movement of my throat, and he drew in a sharp breath. It thrilled me, knowing he wanted me even when I wasn't in heat, and with the last sparks of adrenaline running through my blood, I felt completely wild. I began to lick my way up along his hip, then higher, tracing the hard planes and valleys of his abs, unable to stop now that I'd started. He'd never let me touch him like this before, not even when I was in heat. Just when I was about to circle one of his n*****s with my tongue, he grabbed my arms and yanked me to my feet.