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  It was touch and go for a few minutes, but when Evie the wolf bowed her head and I could tell she was trying to come back to human, I rejoiced inside while I kept demanding she come back.

  The hot plate and pans are kept in a cabinet when not in use, so Evie didn’t destroy them while in wolf form. I waited until she was about eighty percent human before I began gathering the supplies needed to cook, and didn’t get the meat out of the refrigerator until she was speaking again.

  When Maggie came home around two in the morning, I heard another car pull in behind her at the same moment I smelled terror coming from Evie.

  “Who is it?”

  She’d been reading, and she quickly switched the light off and jumped back into bed, but didn’t say anything.

  I heard three men talking and cutting up, and listened as the four of them went into the front door and to one of the bedrooms. The three of them had their way with Maggie, but despite the fact she obeyed their commands — I was positive she wasn’t enjoying herself. Still, she didn’t fight them or tell them to stop, so I wasn’t sure what to make of it.

  However, as they were leaving, one of them said, “Good job, mama wolf. You keep giving us what we want and we won’t get it from that sweet little girl of yours.”

  If I hadn’t been caged, I’m sure I’d have killed them. As it was, I waited until they left before I called Maggie’s name loud enough I knew she heard me.

  She took a shower before coming to us, though. I couldn’t really blame her for wanting to clean them off her, so I didn’t complain about having to wait.

  “How long have they been doing this?”

  She shook her head. “Mac had his way with me a few months after my husband died. His sons are nineteen and sixteen now, and it’s the three of them. I fought them pretty hard the first time Mac brought his sons, so they took turns with one holding me down while the other two…” She wrapped her arms around herself, looked down, and finally turned her back to me. “Then the youngest son decided he wanted my daughter and I lost it. Mac told me as long as I cooperate and do as I’m told, they’ll leave Evie alone, but if I keep fighting them then she’ll have to take on all three of ’em at once.”

  I sighed and looked around, debating. Finally, I said, “My arm’s a good bit longer than Evie’s. You’re going to have another key to the cell made tomorrow, and we’re going to hang it so I can reach it but she can’t. Assuming I pass the rabbit test, we’ll hang it starting tomorrow night. The next time they follow you home, you and I will take care of them together.”

  Maggie shook her head. “Mac’s big, and his sons are, too. We can’t take on the three of them. I don’t think the two of us could take on Mac by himself, even.”

  “You’ve been trying to hide my scent, haven’t you?” She’d spread chicken manure on the grass the first day I’d come, and a few days later had put the remains of a cedar tree through a chipper, and then spread the cedar chips on the parking area to even it out.

  Maggie nodded, and I sighed again as I went to the cabinet to retrieve my phone. I’d cut ties with Randall, the Alpha of the local Pack, but I wouldn’t have called him anyway, because he might decide Evie was too out of control. Calling Duke was a bit of a risk because he was careful to stay on the right side of the rules with his brother, but I’d have to trust him because I wasn’t sure what other options we had.

  I texted him to please call me when he had some time to talk. I expected a call the next day, but my phone rang within minutes.

  “Everything okay?’

  “I’m safe for the moment, but is there any way you can come to Sand Mountain with some backup in the next couple of days? It seems I’ve been dragged into a problem unawares, and I’m not sure how to handle it.”

  “Backup?”

  “Yeah. I can’t say much on the phone, but I’m thinking you won’t want to walk into this alone. I’ll do what I can to be your backup, but if I could handle this on my own I wouldn’t be calling you.”

  “Does the situation call for politics or muscle?”

  “Muscle, I think.”

  “You’re safe now?”

  “Yeah. They got their jollies off. I doubt we’ll see them again until they want more.”

  He sighed. “Text me the address. I’ll pull some people together and we’ll come now.”

  Duke hung up before I could argue, so I texted him the address and turned to Maggie.

  “You knew I’d bring them in, didn’t you?”

  She shook her head. “None of ‘em were willin’ to bite you. I didn’t figure they’d come to your rescue, neither.”

  “It wasn’t that they weren’t willing to bite me, it was that they thought they found a better solution. One of them likely would’ve if they couldn’t find someone outside the MC to do it, but by going this route they didn’t risk antagonizing the Pack.”

  Chapter 3

  Briana

  I was relaxing on the front porch swing in the pre-dawn hours when four motorcycles pulled up to the house and parked. I recognized Duke, Bash, Tiny, and Dozer before they took their helmets off.

  Of the four, Dozer’s the only one I’ve fucked, and yet they all came because I’d called and said I needed help. I’d sent Maggie to the store earlier with some money so I could offer them beer, and I reached into a cooler and tossed them all a bottle as they came up the steps. Dozer sat beside me, Duke propped his ass on the porch railing, Tiny leaned against the house, and Bash stood with his legs spread looking pissed as Duke asked me what was going on.

  Maggie had asked me to keep Evie out of this, but I knew I had to tell the guys the whole story so they could make the best decision.

  The only thing I fudged on was how long Evie had been trying to get control, but I felt like she’d turned a corner tonight and was going to be okay, so I worded things so it seemed her first change hadn’t been more than a year ago.

  “Where’s Maggie?” Bash asked.

  “She’s embarrassed.”

  Duke looked around and shook his head. “Need Brain or Dawg, maybe Ghost, to deal with her. I brought the best backup, not the best at dealing with a victimized female. Still, we need to ask her some questions.”

  I sighed as I pulled my legs to my chest. As soon as I wrapped my arms around my legs and realized it was what Evie had done earlier, I stood and paced a few steps away from the swing, and then back.

  “How’s your control?” Duke asked.

  “I’m only nine days in, but I think I have more control than most wolves have a few months in. I haven’t had my first full moon yet, but I remember I’m not just the wolf within a few minutes of changing now.” I shrugged. “We’re going to try to the rabbit test tomorrow.”

  I was wearing a summer dress with nothing under it, so I could pull it off quickly if I felt a change coming and wasn’t sure I could stop it. I’d be happy when I felt safe wearing jeans again, but for now, at least I had enough control to get the dress off before the wolf took over.

  Dozer crossed his arms and looked up to me from the swing a second before asking, “Can you hold your human form during orgasm?”

  I shrugged. “Haven’t tried it yet. If you want to help me test my control while you’re here, I’m game.”

  Bash had brought his laptop, and he sat on the top step of the porch with it in his lap as he raised his voice to say, “Maggie, need you to come show me the best direction to approach their place for recon. I’m pulling a map up now.”

  Maggie came outside in jeans and a thick men’s tee, her arms crossed as she sat on the top step beside Bash and looked at the laptop screen while he zoomed in on the area. She directed him to their house and pointed out how to come in from the side, but warned, “They breed and sell huntin’ dogs, and they’ll kick up a fuss no matter what direction you come from.”

  “I assume the youngest is in school, what about the older son? And where does the dad work?”

  “Bubba goes to the vocational high school, Mickey works at t
he new metal factory, and last I heard Junior’s still looking for a job after he got fired from the metal factory. He got money though, so he’s probably doing somethin’ he shouldn’t.”

  “How many bunnies ya got?” Dozer asked.

  I furrowed my brow as I tried to figure out why he asked, and said, “Four, why?”

  “Because we don’t have Ghost, so we’ll need to create a distraction so we can get in the house and question Junior while the other two are gone today.”

  I listened as they made plans to have two of them in the woods at the front of the house, two hidden at the back of the house, and then whichever door Junior came out of to check on what had the dogs riled, the two nearest the other door would enter. They’d have thrown a bunny in with the dogs, so Junior wouldn’t be on alert when he came back inside and was ambushed before he had a chance to smell them.

  The plan was to beat the hell out of him and question him to find out everything they could about any other wolves on the mountain, make sure it was just the three of them, and then they’d make a decision about what had to be done to keep me, Maggie, and little Evie safe.

  Meanwhile, they had a few hours and Dozer grinned as he asked Maggie which bed he should use to fuck me through the mattress.

  She kept her eyes focused on the ground at the base of the porch steps as she said, “Last door on the left.”

  Most people think Dozer’s all muscle and no brain, but as I’ve spent time with him, I’ve realized he just doesn’t have much to say. Granted, he isn’t a genius like Brain, and he’ll never be a leader, but he’s far from stupid.

  I wasn’t surprised when he closed the door to the room and pulled a short pencil and small notepad from his back pocket, and wrote, “What aren’t you telling us?”

  I took the pencil and wrote,

  Maggie’s so submissive I have to order her to help me control my wolf.

  When he’d read it, I told him, “It’s fucked up.”

  “Maybe,” he said as he tossed the pencil and notepad onto a small table, “but it might also be why you’ve gained control right out of the gate. Take your dress off and blow me.”

  Taking my dress off was no problem, but my wolf refused to kneel.

  “Fuck. She’s fighting me.”

  “Of course she is. She’s been in control without anyone over her. You know what I have to do, right?”

  I nodded as he removed his belt, grabbed me around the waist, and tossed me onto the bed within a matter of seconds. He held my arms to the small of my back as his belt struck me from the bottom of my thighs to the top of my ass, and I screamed and begged him to stop but he didn’t relent.

  I’m not sure when or how he dropped his jeans, so when he stopped whipping me and jammed his dick in my pussy, I screamed again but still couldn’t get away or do anything to stop him. He went in and held, and practically growled, “Tell me you submit.”

  My wolf didn’t want to, but I managed to say, “I submit, Dozer,” above her attempts at refusal.

  “You know as well as I do, you both have to submit.”

  “Well she’s refusing, so maybe you can take it out of her ass instead of mine?”

  He chuckled. “Yeah, we can do that.”

  The next thing I knew he’d thrown me over his shoulder and was carrying me outside. He tossed me on the ground and pulled his shirt off as he went to all fours and changed.

  For the first time ever, my wolf decided she didn’t want to come out right now, but I dropped to the ground and forced the bitch out. My ass and thighs were on fire and it was her damned fault.

  I was still a little hazy on remembering everything that happened when I was the wolf. I remembered the big stuff, but not the details. I know she bowed up and challenged him, and promptly found herself on her back with his teeth around her neck. I also remember him fucking us. Or her. Sometimes pronouns are really confusing when referring to myself now that I’m both wolf and human.

  We were deep in the woods as the sun came up, and Dozer shifted to human before ordering me to change. As soon as I was back on two legs, he said, “Let’s try this again. Kneel and blow me, Britches.”

  This time, my wolf and I were in accord as I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth.

  Men like to think they’re all different, but most of the MC is pretty predictable when it comes to blow jobs — a few minutes of tongue and lips combined with varying degrees of suction, and then they lose control and pound my throat. Dozer only went into my throat maybe a half-dozen times before he lifted me and sat me on his cock, and we both groaned as he filled and stretched me.

  He’s so tall, I had to tilt my head back and look up for him to kiss me, but I gladly did so because Dozer kisses even better than Dawg, though I wouldn’t have believed it until I experienced it. For someone so big and scary, Dozer can be a sweetheart in bed. After the whipping he’d given me it may not seem like it, but that’d been about our wolves. We had our animals set straight now, so it was just the two of us and I got lost in his kiss.

  Just as I was close to coming, he pulled me off his cock, put me back on my knees, and had me blow him until I’d pulled back from my orgasm. Next, he had me on all fours as he fucked me from behind, his mouth at the back and sides of my neck as he moved inside me slow enough I couldn’t come close to an orgasm again, but fast enough I desperately wanted to get there.

  Finally, he put me on my back and ordered me to keep my eyes open as he gave me what I needed — a big fat cock pounding me to a helluva release. “Look at me when you come, Britches. Don’t lose eye contact. It won’t be terrible if you shift, but if you can stay human I’ll personally walk you through the rabbit test.”

  I don’t just like sex — I love it. I hang out in the clubhouse when I’m in the mood, and I stay away when I’m not. I never know who’ll want me — or how they’ll want me — but even Gonzo at his gruffest is incredible in the sack. I love it when the bikers take over and I have no control, and it’s quite possible I’m addicted to whatever drugs are released in the body during orgasm.

  However, until I’d basically become the property of the MC, I don’t believe I’d quite understood how much of an out-of-body experience some orgasms are. I still feel my body and the wonderful things happening, but with so much sensory input my mind can’t take everything in, and it’s like I’m outside my body watching what’s happening to it. It doesn’t happen every time, but by taking me to the edge repeatedly, Dozer had made sure this orgasm rocked my socks off, and as I came back to reality I realized I wasn’t completely human anymore.

  Somehow, I managed to reverse the small changes I’d already gone through and come back to human, and Dozer smiled, flopped on the ground, and pulled me on top of him. He was much softer than the bare earth, and I snuggled into his embrace.

  “Excellent, Britches.” He looked around, sniffed in all directions, and nodded his head towards my left. “We need to head that way, but I have no idea how far out we are.” He looked at me a few seconds. “Two changes with no food was asking a helluva lot of a new wolf. I hope you aren’t a tenderfoot.”

  I grimaced and he laughed. “You can ride my back, then.”

  I don’t belong to any particular biker, but to the entire MC, though the married ones don’t fuck me. Well, except for Horse, but he’s a grizzly bear married to a rabbit, neither of which demand monogamy in a mate. At first, it bothered me when Horse wanted me, but he realized I’d grown up with wolves and had a problem with it, so he had his wife talk to me and assure me she wanted her husband to have enjoyable sex with me when she wasn’t around. I still don’t get it, but Horse and I have found our own rhythm and I no longer feel guilty.

  Anyway, the point I’m trying to make is that I have a little mini-relationship with most of the bikers I fuck. Even Gonzo, who never says more than he has to when giving orders during sex, and then tells me to clean him up and get lost when we’re done… even with him, there’s a certain rapport. I know what he likes and
he knows how much I can handle. There isn’t any love, or even affection, but there’s familiarity.

  With Dozer, there’s affection along with the familiarity, but I don’t love him and wouldn’t want an exclusive relationship with him. Still, I enjoy my time with him.

  He asked me questions about my wolf and our developing connection on the way back, but didn’t offer much advice. Yet, just from the questions he asked, I think I figured some stuff out. I’d known from being around wolves growing up that it’s important they stay well fed, but I hadn’t really considered the timing of how long to eat before the next change, until he asked me about it.

  I got the bright idea to tickle him at one point, and he dumped me on the ground and tickled me until I couldn’t breathe, but then put me on his back and headed toward the farmhouse again. Right — they had a job to do once Mickey and Bubba were gone. No time for more sex.

  Bummer.

  Chapter 4

  Briana

  Duke, Bash, and Tiny were all in wolf form in the yard when we returned, playing with Evie’s little wolf. Dozer stopped on the edge of the clearing and we watched a few moments before he carried me to the porch and put me down. I went inside to get my dress and shoes without saying anything, and I grabbed a shift for Evie while I was inside. She spends just about all of her time naked, but since she’d just been wolf, I hoped she’d be able to hold human form a few hours, anyway.

  I pulled out the meat we’d put into the refrigerator and situated it in the oven under the broiler. Somehow, everyone made it into the kitchen just as I was pulling the trays out of the oven, and three minutes later the table was set, everyone had something to eat, and we’d all sat down to breakfast.