Page 46 of A Wolf in the Garden

I grin at her. “You don’t stink. Trust me, you smellamazing. But if it helps with your decision making, I haven’t had fish and chips in nine years.” I’m not actually a huge fan of busy cities; they’re too noisy, too crowded, too smelly for my liking, and part of me hopes that she wants to go back to Motuwai.

“Well now, that just decides it, doesn’t it? We have to rectify that situation immediately.”

“Mmm, I think we do.” There’s a small raised platform just behind her, and I lift her onto it, so that we stand face to face, her breathy laugh making my chest feel too full as I lean in to kiss her in a slow, soft brush of my lips against hers. She sighs against me, arching her back, pressing her body closer, our tongues gliding together as the kiss deepens. “Let’s wander down to the ferry then,” I say, kissing along her jaw until I’m nipping at her neck, sucking on the skin there.

She shivers, her hand grazing the swollen bulge of my cock through the fabric of my pants. “Okay. We better start walking. We really shouldn’t be getting frisky right here. Let’s go back to yours and fuck in your giant bed. I want you to throw me around a little.”

I squeeze her ass. “Hmm. Alright.” It’s with reluctance that I let her go, taking her hand instead as she jumps off the platform, making me laugh. We head down the main hallway of the old, 70s-built concrete monstrosity that houses some of the smaller subject areas here, relegated to the outskirts of the university. My cock is still stiff, my balls aching, and the smell of her arousal driving me insane as I spot an empty study room. On impulse drag her into it, lifting and pressing her up against the closed door. Her bag drops to the floor with a thud as I grind my raging hard-on between her open legs.

“Evander!”

“What? What are they going to do about it?” I murmur against her ear, licking the shell of it. “We’ll be gone before security can even show up. You said you wanted me to throw you around.”

“I am not having sex with you in here when I just gave a ta —oh… oh fffuck,” she moans, hips canting as she grinds back against me, chasing the friction. I pull away slightly and she cries out in frustration, nails digging into my biceps.

I kiss her furiously, growling into her mouth, sliding my hand down the front of her waistband, under the edge of her panties, down and into her dripping core. “Let me give you what you need,” I say against her lips, sliding my first two fingers inside her, curling them against her G spot. It’s reckless and stupid, I know, but I’m reliving the nostalgia of our younger years, back when I would fuck her in the backseat of my car, in a hidden sea cave at the beach, in her bedroom in that old bach she lived in while her mom was at work.

“You’re so bad, Evander,” she whispers, and when her teeth close around my earlobe I growl again, my wolves urging me to bite her. “I love it,” she adds quickly. “You make me crazy, and I love it, and I love you.”

The smell of her cunt drives me insane. She rides my hand, clit pressing against the meat of my palm, her mouth falling open and her gasping, shaky breaths filling the air. “That’s it baby,” I whisper to her, grinding my dick against her thigh. “Fuck my hand. Use me.” I don’t stop the rhythmic press of my fingers within her, knowing she’s close.

I hear the sound of multiple footsteps echoing from far down the hall, and decide it’s probably best if I help things along. “Baby, look at me,” I tell her, and her eyes open, full of lust and need. “You wanna come?”

“So close,” she moans. “I —”

“Come, baby.” I imbue my words with just a touch of that alpha magic, that ability to order those within my pack to do as I say, to control them completely. It shouldn’t work on a human, shouldn’t work on Ellie, but it did that first time I knotted her, and it works now. Her cunt spasms around my fingers beautifully, fluttering against my hand, her whole body gone stiff, legs trembling with the force of it. “Good girl,” I croon against her hair, dipping my mouth to swallow her moans with my tongue, kissing her as her orgasm fades.

I set her down on the shaky legs, withdrawing my hand, and lick it clean of her juices, savouring the taste of her on my tongue. She jumps as the sound of footsteps echo near the door, finally audible to hermostlyhuman hearing, and I grin as I adjust my dick in my pants as best as I can, watching her hastily comb a hand through her hair and pull her clothing back into place. The door opens just as she’s picking up her bag, and I have to give her credit for her acting, despite the fact that we’re both breathless and a little more mussed up than usual. She greets the group of students with a chipper “Kia ora!We were just finishing our study so it’s free for you to use,” her smile wide as she steps past them.

I do my best to keep a straight face in front of the wide-eyed teens, who look to be in their first year here. I think we’ve gotten away with it, too, until I realise one has the scent of a wolf, and the young female removes her sunglasses, brows rising over amber-coloured eyes. “Studying, eh?”

I shrug, wrapping an arm around Ellie’s shoulders, ignoring the quiet snickers as the girl tells her friends,“He was totally finger-banging her in there; I could smell it on him.”It’s all too quiet for Ellie to hear, but she turns her head back towards them, aware enough that they’re obviously gossiping about us.

“Oh god,” she laughs, hitting me playfully in the stomach. “You’re so naughty, making me do that! That girl totally knew what we were doing.”

I chuckle. “I didn’t count on there being another werewolf in the vicinity.”

“She was a werewolf? How do you know the difference? I’m sorry if that’s a really ignorant question.”

“It’s fine, you can ask. I can smell the difference between the two subspecies. I mean, I can scent every species, remember? I smelled fae in your garden.”

“Ugh, that’s right. So that girl, she could smell…?”

“She told her friends I was finger-banging you.”

“What?How did she know?”

“Lucky guess? Process of elimination? She would have smelled you,” I wiggle the fingers of my right hand in Ellie’s face and she scrunches her nose, batting my hand away, “but obviously didn’t smell any of my cum.”

“Holy shit.”

“You’re just realising that most species have better senses than humans, and everyone knows what everyone else has been up to?”

“Yes. Fuck. Are you serious?” Her eyes are round with horror.

I shrug. It’s just a fact of life when you’re a wolf. Humans are far more precious about sex than almost any other species, though I don’t tell Ellie this.

She glances up at me as we reach the intersection outside the university, waiting for the signal to cross. I can see her mind working, and I’m curious to know what her next question will be.

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