On the Run

Chapter Five

Before the movie was over Amelia fell asleep under my arm. Her soft features were even more beautiful now that she was peacefully asleep. I slowly moved away from her, trying not to let her fall over in the process. Kneeling down, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to her bedroom. After putting Amelia to bed and tucking her in, I gently kissed her forehead and whispered, “I love you so much.”

I closed the door to my daughter’s bedroom and headed to the kitchen to clean up the dishes left in the sink after dinner and our before bedtime snack. While I waited for the running water to get hot my thoughts wandered back to the breeding program I was forced into. Images of being forced to let so many men inside of me made the pain I had been holding in all day finally break through to the surface. I clutched my hand over my mouth to attempt to stifle the sobs, but I couldn’t control the sounds coming out of my body. My lungs were struggling to catch a breath as my cries turned into a panic attack. The edges of my vision began to darken as I hyperventilated. I didn’t even notice when Mason came running into the house no doubt to see what all the noise inside was about.

When it dawned on him what was happening, Mason calmly and slowly closed the front door. He approached me with the same caution. As he crouched down next to me he asked, “Is it okay if I touch you?”

I tried to speak but all that came out was a strangled cry. The only thing I could do was nod in response. That was all he needed to see, because just a moment later I could feel his solid torso against my back. One of his arms slid underneath my legs and Mason lifted me into his lap as though I weighed nothing. I clung to him desperately crying. “P-please…don’t let them d-do this to m-me,” I begged between sobs.

“I have a couple ideas but at best they would just delay the program,” Mason said.

This provided little comfort to me. I want to be able to choose who is allowed inside me, not be expected to lay there while man after man ravages my body with no say at all. Mason’s arms tightened around me. “I could suggest we reduce the time spent breeding down to just the window of time when you’re most fertile, so they have to wait and do whatever tests to check that,” he offered.

The low vibrations in his chest when he spoke lulled me into a sense of safety. I breathed in his scent deeply. He had an earthy smell like the woods; a mixture of fresh dirt, damp moss, woody and sweet aromas. It reminded me of my home in the Cascades Territory. My heart ached; would my family even still be able to love me after I’ve been used up by every male in the pack? “If I can’t avoid being forced to f**k everyone with a d**k in the pack, I want to at least be able to have the choice with someone,” I said defiantly.

Mason looked down at me in surprise. “Well, I guess I could try to set something up so you could make love to your husband before he’s executed. If that’s what you want…” he trailed off.

Colby, my chosen mate. How could I be so selfish. I didn’t even know how to answer his question, but it wasn’t Colby I wanted. I looked up into Mason’s eyes. The amber in them seemed to glow brighter like someone was stoking the fire inside of him. “What if it’s not Colby who I want on top of me,” I asked shyly.

Mason remained quiet. I took his lack of response as rejection; quickly mumbling apologies, I went to stand up. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. The desperation I was showing was pathetic. Goddess, I’m disgusting, I thought. I’m probably getting exactly what I deserve. But when I went to stand, Mason’s arm locked around my waist and pulled me back down with my back against his torso. I could feel his hardness protruding against me. I spread my legs, grinding myself against him, trying to awaken his inner beast. “They can’t breed you if you’re already pregnant,” he growled into my ear.

In one motion, he lifted me up and pulled down my pants. Mason’s hands caressed my buttocks before finding it’s way between my legs. His large rough fingers dipped into slit, drenching them in my juices. I tried to stifle a moan by biting my lip. Mason’s mouth licked and sucked on the nape of my neck, sending jolts of pure ecstasy through my body while his fingers worked my c**t and explored inside me. This was the most attention a man had ever paid attention to my s****l needs and I was already feeling like I was going to explode. “Please,” I cried out.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked as he increased the speed of his moving fingers.

A wave of warmth took over my body and my pleasure erupted from me. “Yes,” I managed to pant.

His muscular arms lifted me up again but this time he placed me flat on my back on the rug in front of the sink. He moved his hands up my legs slowly, removing my pants and underwear completely. I wanted him so badly in that moment I couldn’t stand it. I grabbed his face with both my hands, pressing my lips against his. My mouth moved against his eagerly as he pulled his member from his pants.