Page 17 of Bullied Forced Omega
In the clearing, people are shedding their clothes and shifting to wolf form. It’s beautiful chaos. Jeremy steps away from us, shifting with the elders. Our pack begins to run, leaping from the clearing into the trees.
I watch Mira.
She bites her lower lip, her eyes still yellow gold.
“Go ahead,” I growl.
She swallows hard, determined not to let me smell her insecurity. But it’s there. She’s shy. She’s self-conscious.
My Luna should never feel self-conscious about my gaze. Does she really have no idea how much I want her?
I lift the veil from her face and let it fall behind her. Her eyes pierce into mine, and my wolf screams against my mind.
With her breath heavy and her chest heaving, she slowly slips the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders, one at a time.
The flowing fabric slides smoothly down her body, landing at her feet on the stone.
And all time stops as my eyes trace over her naked form. More magnificent, more beautiful than I could ever have imagined. Each curve is sculpted to entice me. The softness ofher, especially the fullness of her hips and her thick thighs… I can’t tear my eyes away.
Jux is wild, kicking, howling, snapping at my thoughts.
Mira shifts, and in a haze of gold and amber, Mika appears before me. Her fur was glowing in the moonlight. She lifts her head up to look at me, and her wolf looks amused. Taunting me. Daring me. Her eyes are piercing and captivating.
Then in a flash, Mika leaps from the rock, landing elegantly on the soil before darting into the forest.
I drop my robe from my body and stand naked in the night, utterly alone, my cock as hard as stone, tilting my head back and listening to my pack howling and yelping in the distance.
For a moment, I think I shouldn’t shift. Jux is not in my control. He’s feral with need.
But I must.
I must let him run.
I shift faster than ever before. And the moment the pads of my feet touch the stone, Jux takes over.
I’m sprinting, following her scent as though it were drawn in the air. I see it, through my animal eyes. I smell it as though it were something I could touch.
My wolf flexes and stretches, and muscles ripple as pleasure spreads through me.
I am more alive than ever. Tonight’s magic has taken me by surprise. The lure of it. The intensity and depth that I felt in my body.
Or maybe it was just her. All of it was her.
She’s close.
In my mind, I can hear Mika. Still teasing me, daring me to catch her. Ahead of me, a flash of gold streaks past as she leaps across my path.
Juxhowls in excitement, snapping at her heels.
Mika kicks me in the jaw, and it both angers me and excites me. It makes me want to pin her on the ground with my teeth sunk into her throat. It makes me want to…
Focus, Jace. The entire pack is in these woods. You are not alone.
My wolf is twice as strong as hers. Even more so. Even with her curves and thicker form, I am far bigger than her as a man and as a wolf. She is a kitten in my claws.
When I run next to her, I have to slow my pace so that our strides are in tune, and each step becomes a rhythmic repetition of hers, with our bodies tight against each other. I feel her muscles. I feel her heartbeat.
I can’t take it anymore.
