Betrayal of the Bayou: The Wolves Betrayal

IX

Lia's Point of View 

"Oh, hey," I say, walking into the kitchen and see Wyatt standing at the stove his shirtless back to her, whipping up some blueberry pancakes. God, this man sure does love his breakfast for dinner.

It has been one long day since our little encounter, and I've been avoiding him like the plague. But goddammit if I can't get this boy outta my damn head. Didn't help he was looking fine as all get out at training this morning. I mean, how's a girl supposed to be able to concentrate when I could think about was him bangin' me out on this very granite countertop. Oh, Moon Goddess, Focus Lia!

"Well, hey there stranger," He sends me a tiny smirk, and it's that damn irresistible smirk that makes me so freaking weak. 

Of course, I've been a stranger. How could I not be? If I didn't put some distance between us, we'd be humping like friggin wild dogs, and I couldn't have that. My parents would absolutely lose their s**t if they knew I was even entertaining the idea of Wyatt Davenport. They don't think Wes should be our Alpha, let alone Wyatt be our Beta. Plus, would he even take me seriously? I'm a 20-year-old with little to no life experience. Wyatt's 27 and knows exactly who he is and what he wants outta life. While I'm still trying to figure myself out, what could I possibly bring to the table? Is there even a table to bring things to? I mean, he did say this was a this... So, wolves with benefits? I guess? What? No. DAMMIT LIA FOCUS! 

"Hungry?" Wyatt asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Yes, we are but not for food," Selene purred, and I shut my eyes, telling her to shut it.

"You good over there, Lia?" Wyatt questioned, an amused expression written all over his stupidly handsome face.

"Huh? Yea, I'm good, not that hungry, though."

"How ya been?" I ask, my eyes fall to the giant crack on the counter in front of me before snapping back to Wyatt honey eyes.

I'm standing on the other side of the island as if this tiny barrier between us meant anything. He could have me in second if he wanted to, and I wouldn't even put up much of a fight.

"Good. Just curious as to why you've been avoiding me all damn day." He says most likely referring to unanswered text messages I've received from him through the day. 

He grabs two plates placing pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs on each. Then I watch him walk over to the fridge and pour two glasses of orange juice.  

"You know why." I closed my eyes, breathing in the sweet-savory smell of his scent filled my nostrils, and all my common sense damn near flies right outta the ever-lovin' window. 

I hear him set down a plate in front of me, and I open my eyes. 

"Eat," Wyatt demands, not giving me a chance. 

I rolled my eyes at him, grabbing the fork sitting beside my plate, and I stab a piece of my blueberry pancake before bringing the food to my mouth, and he does the same. I moan as my stomach growls, enjoying the taste of the meal he prepared for us. Damn, I didn't realize how hungry I was until now. 

"Wy," I signed, setting my utensil down and looking him square in the face. I need actually to get done what I came here for. 

"Lia, don't," He says, and I feel his coarse hand cover mine sending waves of electricity through my body.

Wyatt gazed at me with a longing look as his other hand came to my chin and pulled my lips to his. I moan into his mouth, tasting the maple syrup on his lips. He shot back and looked at me with an unreadable expression; his eyebrows frowned a bit.

"Run with us," He whispered, brushing his thumb against my cheek, and Selene jumped inside of me in excitement at his words.

"Okay," I reply in an equally low voice before leaning in and gently kissing his lips.

We both get up from the island and make our way to the backyard, before stripping out on our close and shifting into our wolves.

"Mmm, Nice to see you again, Kane," Selene purred through mind link, seductively brushing her fur against Wyatt's wolf Kane.

"What, are we in heat or something?!? Chill!" Lia fussed at her eager wolf Selene.

"Whatever, you want them just as much as I do, are just too chicken s**t to admit it," Selene taunted her human, loving how easily she got under her humans' skin. 

"Selene," Kane greeted Selene very gentlemanly like through their link, keeping his flirting to a minimum.

"Wyatt wants you to run, no he needs you to run Lia's worries, stress, heartache away. Just go until you can't anymore than let her talk to him because he's afraid of what she might say if she doesn't at least clear her head out first. He wants her; you know that, and we can feel she wants us too. She's just fighting it for all the wrong reasons. So please just do this for us, then we play, if you still want to." Kane pleads with Selene letting his serious nature take over for both of them.

Usually, Selene didn't take things too seriously. She always felt Lia was a little too uptight, and she was completely surprised when Lia finally let someone ruffle their feathers. So, for that, she would do what Kane asked of her and also because she really wanted to play. 

"Fine, but we're holding you both to that," Selene replies, wagging her tail before sprinting into the woods.  

She ran as hard as her legs would let her and Lia could the weight she was carrying on her shoulders since she'd returned home lift, and she could actually breathe. 

Digging her paws harder into the ground, she ran harder and faster than thought was possible, and she could hear Kane following close behind, and she decided to pump the brakes when she came to a beautiful clearing in the forest.   

The sun was peeking through the trees, and Selene lifted her snout bathing in its warmth. Kane brushed passed her before shifting back into Wyatt, and Selene followed his lead. 

Standing silently, I let my eyes travel every crevice of Wyatt's naked body, licking my lips, and I could feel an ache begin to build between my thighs. 

"Playtime," Selene groaned needily, and I hissed at her. 

"You wanted to talk?" He asked, taking a step in my direction, his eyes focused in on me as though I'm his prey.

"Yes, I did," I cleared my throat, trying to hold it together, not wanting him to smell my arousal, but seeing as he's the Beta and Wyatt's standing like not even two feet away, I'm guessing it's too late.

He circled me and pressed his lips against my ear, his rugged beard scratched at my neck, sending surges of desire straight to my pulsing core. 

"Then talk," 

I closed my eyes silently gulped, feeling his warm breath tickle the skin on my shoulder, causing me to shudder. 

Fuck, I really need to get this talk over with. We need to figure out what the hell is going on.

"Wy, you need to know this could never work," I mumbled, finally breaking my quieted state, and I heard him growl, making me jump slightly. 

"Why do you always do this, Lia? Ever since we were kids, you've had a knack for screwin' up a perfectly fine thing for no damn good reason," He questioned angrily, and sweet baby Moon Goddess it's only turning me on more, but I needed to stay focused.

"Because you know why Wyatt!" I shouted, trying to hold my ground, but the man had a damn point. 

He grabbed my shoulders, turning me to face him, and when I gaze up at those honey eyes, I go completely weak again. 

"Jim and Sara, really? When you gonna stop lettin', em run your whole goddamn life, Lia? Look at me and tell me that you don't want this as much as I do, and I'll f*****g leave it alone. Dead. Dropped. Never to be discussed again. But you can't, can you?" 

His voice laced with venom as he mentioned my parents, making it very clear he has the same distaste they have for him in return.

"I'm the goddamn Beta of this f*****g pack!" He growled out

Wyatt made an excellent point. One that I've gotten into many arguments with my folks over the years. They don't very much care for The Blackwood Family. They feel as though Kai shirked his responsibilities as the Alpha, and he, Wes, and Wyatt were responsible for all those deaths, but they stay for status that comes along with being part of the infamous Blackwood Pack. They hated my friendship with Bea too, but that was the one thing I refused to budge on, and they eventually let is go barring the snide comments every now and again about how she isn't the right fit as out Luna and how it should be Bryan in charge and me. But I would never want that position or the headache that comes along with it. 

"I know! But what do you want me to do? You want me to stop talking to them? Ignore their advice? Which we both knew isn't "advice," Wyatt, I am literally a college student on a paid internship that barely covers my coffee in the morning. I'm sorry, okay?" I felt a pool of tears begin to build in the creases of my bottom lids.

"Angel," his voice softened, he brought a hand to my face and caressed my cheek while wrapping his arm around my shoulder. I unconsciously leaned into his touch, loving the sensation of his rough fingers brushing up against my velvet skin.  

"Yes," I whispered, stepping into his embrace and hugged me tight, and I totally forgot we were both standing in the middle of the woods naked as the day we were born. 

"I'm not askin' you to marry me. Look just give this thing a chance before you go throwin' it out like last night's supper. We could keep it between us...  for now." Wyatt frowned his eyebrows, and I could see the seriousness in his words. 

"Between us?" I asked brow raised, knowing Wyatt is way too prideful about things that belonged to him a secret. I mean, The boy was the quarterback in high school; keeping things to himself self just wasn't in his DNA.

"I don't want to angel, hell I'd take you out on a date in the middle of the French Quarter right now, but we both know that someone would go back runnin' their fat trap to your folks, so I figured it's better this way. At least for now anyway." He gave me that sexy ass smirk.  

"Okay," I quickly say before standing up on my tippy toes and kissed him hard, unable to resist him any longer. 

Wyatt picks me up with a quickness, and wrapped my legs around his waist. I moan on his lips, feeling his hard c**k rub up against my bare dripping p***y as our kiss deepens. 

Opening my mouth, I allow Wyatt access, his tongue slips in fighting mine for dominance to which I promptly surrender, letting take control. I'm was so caught up in him that I didn't even realize that we were now on the ground, and I was over him in a straddling position.

Pulling back for air, I place each of my hands on his broad shoulders and take in how beautiful he really is. 

"Wy, we can't," I breathe out, not really wanting to stop, but getting caught f*****g in the middle of our territory isn't exactly what I had planned on the agenda for today. 

"And why can't we?" He questioned, grabbing my ass, squeezing roughly, causing a moan to leave my lips.

"I want you to ride me, angel," He growled, massaging the blunt of his steel member against my aching entrance and I whimpered in longing the feeling of him inside of me again. 

"W-what if someone s-sees?" I stumbled over my words, my body quivering in his big rough, calloused hands.

"Then maybe we oughta give 'em somethin' to watch," He retorted, sliding his big hands up my backside, wrapping them around my waist.

"But w-we just said," I whimper, trying my best to put up an argument but failing miserably.

"I don't see no one," He lifted his head from the grass looking in every direction before his amber eyes came back to mine. 

"It's just you and me, angel."

"I-I've never done this before," I tell him, looking down between us, and I think he can sense my nervousness. 

"It's just like riding a bike, but instead, you'll be riding me. Plus angel, how are ya gonna know whatcha like if you don't take me for a spin?" Wyatt says with a big smile showing all his pearly whites, making me playfully slap his chest, and he laughs. Moon Goddess, he's such a guy sometimes. 

I catch him off guard when I lean forward and captured his lips with mine. Wyatt moans in my mouth, his grip on my waist increasing as I rock my hip before and forth, leaving his c**k thoroughly soaked. 

"f**k!" He howls lowly, closing his eyes, tilting his head back as I move down his shaft, letting him fill me completely.

Closing my eyes while bit down on my lip, enjoying the stinging sensation just like I did the first time we did this. 

I place my hands on hard chest, and I begin to move up and down his length, slowing circle my hips, hitting something that made me scream out.

"That's it, angel, just like that, you're doing so good." He moaned and hearing the pleasure in his husky voice only egged me on.

I start bouncing on Wyatt's long c**k with purpose, up, down, round, and round, eliciting the sexiest grunts and moans from him. Keeping my same pace, I start to feel a familiar pull in my stomach within seconds body tenses and throw my head back, screaming his name into the air. 

Wyatt quickly rolls us over, propping each of my legs on his shoulders before re-entering me with force, and I howl out, feeling him in a way I never have before, and he rewarded me with those delicious moans of his. 

We continued this way for hours, and Wyatt had me reach my peak three more times before finally finding his own release.

**

We laid there for a while, looking up at the night sky wholly entangled in one another, enjoying the remnants of the fantastic s*x we just had.

"Uh, I told Bea, by the way," I whispered out loud, not wanting to ruin the moment by being too loud.

"Well damn, that did take long, Ms. Let's just keep this between us," He snorts, pulling me tighter into his embrace, and I cuddle up to him. 

"I want this, Lia. I have for a while now," Wyatt says to me all the playfulness in his voice gone.

"I know," I whispered again this time, closing my eyes as I tried not to let the thoughts of my overbearingly judgemental parents ruin this beautiful moment.

"Someone is watching us!" Selene growled, hearing leaves rustle in the distance, and she sensed someone had been watching us.

"Did you hear that? What was it?" I asked Wyatt wondering if he heard it too or if Selene and I were just being paranoid. 

"I don't know angel, probably a gator or somethin' but it's getting late, we should get back to the house so we can do that at least three more times in my bed," He leans down kissing me, setting my wolf and me at ease. 

"Mmm, I like the sound of that," I say before jumping and shifting into Selene. Wyatt does the same, and we race back to his house, but I couldn't shake that feeling somebody beside us knew what just went down between us in that clearing in the woods.