Chapter 17

Harmony

I blinked, instantly feeling a bit sick for a second. The rush of cold air filled my nose, but my mate’s warm hands contradicted the sudden feeling. The forest of melting snow nearly blinded me… I was surrounded by old trees in a lush wood… “Are we at the state park?” I asked, and he nodded, smiling. I shivered from the cold and my bare feet… to which he made a raised earthen tree stump that was dry, and set me on it. It seemed as if he were trying to impress me… and it was working.

“Don’t worry about the footprints turning to pawprints. The snow’ll be melted by noon tomorrow.” He smiled. He’d remembered that I wanted to go here to stretch my legs, and after dealing with the royals… it would honestly help. I didn’t hate the idea, but I wasn’t looking forward to next moon, or the ball, even though it was literally made just for us.

“Alright… but don’t be too disappointed, I’m not as big as Grandfather.” I warned, but he raised a brow.

“I wouldn’t expect that. You’re a female half his stature. On top of that, he is my mother’s champion.” He scratched his chin, looking up as if he were thinking. “Shame he chose to try and save this rock. He would have been an interesting general.” He mumbled.

I rolled my eyes, taking off my clothes, and he watched me curiously. He seemed more focused on my mark and my breasts than anything, making me feel like a caught rabbit. I didn’t really have a kill drive… so if I ever caught anything I let it go. Lummi would rather play than eat, but I was ok with that.

I was always a weird kid growing up… but I was always told half wolves were more playful.

I took off my panties and pants, shifting into my adolescent black bear sized wolfdog, though all the full-blooded members of my family were pretty much double that. They were huge, but I was only the size of the average wolf. It took at most one second, as I’d shifted since I was a pup. I shook my fur, smelling the dense forest of hardwoods and pines. It was cold enough to see my breath, and he was more than happy to carry my things for me.

I ran full speed off into the forest, looping around back to my mate. He looked as if he were having fun seeing me literally roll in the melting snow, and I howled. It echoed off the trees, and I wagged my tail… but soon that stopped.

No one responded. Oh Well. If anyone was out here, they didn’t want to be found.

I sniffed the area, and really there wasn’t much supernatural activity out here. It made sense though because most supernatural creatures kept to themselves in their settlements. Wolves had packs, vampires had dens, witches had covens and so on. Me and my wolf were satisfied with that, looping around to see my mate was minding his own business, walking slowly following my scent. He’d been at a distance this entire time, but that didn’t surprise me… but I would him if I could help it.

A petty, dare say childish idea was given to me by my wolf, and I would give her what she wanted.

I ran around him in a large circle, before shifting instantly, grabbing snow as fast as I could to make a crude snowball, and I threw it at him. He dodged, but I got him in the horns. His playful growl was a boom you could feel in your chest, but his smile showed he wasn’t serious. That in I felt like I knew him… he was more playful than he let on. At least with me anyway.

“You assault your mate with frozen ice?” He snickered, bending down, making a massive ball because his hands were huge… he also grew a few feet ripping out of his clothes. He stood there at his true height, breathing steam out his nostrils as if he were a dragon. He shook his horns, letting his hair seemingly grow to the lower middle of his back, releasing it from the man bun he held. He was impressive…. Dominant. It made me lick my lips without realizing.

“Run little mate. I will not show mercy.” He laughed, showing fangs. Xaxas threw a ball at the tree on purpose next to me, and I bolted.

You won’t catch me lichen licker! I common linked, hoping he heard, going as fast as my paws could go. I would tease him a little bit out of fun, but he looked confused.

“Lichen licker?” he questioned out loud right behind me, throwing a massive snowball I dodged by the fur of my tail. Xaxas chased me, though I was already a ways ahead of him. The thud of his barefoot steps would have been terrifying to anyone else, but to me I would continue this silly game with my mate.

I pivoted making an abrupt direction change, twirling with the grace of a dancer while he slid in the icy snow, holding onto a tree to help him turn. His claws raked it with enough force that I heard the sizzling crack of wood, stomping large steps in the snow, catching up because he was so large. He had to be at least nine feet tall, and if he caught me, I would lose the game I started… My inner pride as a wolf made me refuse to accept that.

You can’t get me moss muncher! I giggled, letting Lummi take over completely, as he seemed to get faster. I could hear his heavy stomps in the snow, and I wondered what did I get myself into shifting, sliding, and daring to get my mate in the face before going another direction. As a wolf, I was much faster, but he seemed to keep up just fine.

“You little shit!” He laughed, and I did too. He got me on the back with a snowball.

“Holy crap that’s so cold!” I shifted screaming at him so I would be a smaller target…. Also, so I could try again to get him.

“I made up my mind, when I catch you, I’m fucking you again!” He yelled not too far behind.

“You’ll never catch me Rock Sniffer!” I giggled. I was nude, not caring if he saw or not. He’d seemed to disappear. I got cocky, slowing my pace to catch my breath. He was nowhere to be seen when I looked behind me. I jogged barefoot, before I skidded to almost a stop, slamming into a muscled wall. I was captured and spun around, my fault for teasing.

“I got you now little songbird.” He teased. His eyes were alight with pure mischief…

“Really?” I looked at my mate, who now stood his true height. He was completely amused, holding clawed hands firmly on my shoulders so he could bend down and kiss me on the forehead.

“Um… I surrender?” I said sheepishly.

“Mmhmm. You talked all that hot shit a moment ago. What shall Harmony the Mighty do in the clutches of the evil High King…. Who wishes to ravage her in the snow?” He chuckled picking me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist…

“Harmony the Mighty is curious how this will work since you’re even bigger than last time….” I looked down, trying to see, but I could definitely feel…. Holy shit.

“Xaxas will be gentle.” He smiled, taking one of my hands I held around his neck to feel. “Ok, I don’t like referring to myself in third person….oh.” I had rubbed his cock a little, trying to figure out if I could have it fit… it definitely was thicker… and longer.

“I want to be mated by my king. I love that I’m marked…. I love the connection I feel with you… and feeling it made me a little wet… gosh dang it.” I mumbled, but I felt a finger graze my button lightly. I moaned. I wasn’t thinking about what his dick size was when I was kidding around with him… but it wasn’t exactly a ‘punishment’ if it was what I wanted.

“You’re more than just ‘a little wet’ my lady.” He chuckled. He hesitated, before slowly adjusting my body to line up to his cock, gently grinding his hips against mine without putting it in yet. His member rubbed my button ending just under my belly button. As it was, it was close to filling me, and he hadn’t even put it in yet.

We both hummed, enjoying the rhythmic in and out sensation of the sliding up and down on my button… “This… This is torment…” I moaned.

It wasn’t enough… I needed more. There was never enough that I could get from him, and I could feel my wetness dripping down my entrance to the ground…. I found myself grinding my hips to his motion, but he slowed down.

“Ah, ah…. Say please.” He teased.

“Mate me.” I growled. He growled back, hissing at my hand reaching down to pump it a few times. I was running on pure instinct… and it was to be repeatedly bedded by my male…

“So rude to be a princess. I thought you knew etiquette since I’m such a boar.” He snickered, laying on his back so I could be raised up above the snow… I was straddling him, and thankfully he was big enough that the only cold I felt was from the occasional whipping wind. With me on top of him like this, I could probably put it in myself and ride him…. but he bucked his hips when I touched it.

I growled at him, louder and he laughed lightly amused with himself. He didn’t take my wanting warning seriously. “Xaxas… please mate me.” I mumbled. He raised a brow.

“Oh I don’t hear grumbling growls; I’m a little hard of hearing these days.” He smiled smugly, but he contradicted his words….

“I’m not begging.” I moaned when he started back up again, leaving a trail of sparks where he slid. It did feel good enough to give in… but I felt as though he would lose his opinion of me if I kept asking.

“That isn’t what I want…I want you wet enough for me to enter you…” He sat up a little. “…. wait… What is this scent?” He sniffed the air, and I felt his cock throb under me. He grabbed my hips, moving me while he massaged my button with his head.

“I don’t smell anything other than forest and arousal….” I said moving with him, getting some relief to the damn near painfully yearning tingles …. There was no way…

“Do your people have a heat?” He asked, holding me a little more aggressively.

“No… not on either side of my family… it was something mortals made up… unless.” I hummed.

“It seems someone made the impossible happen... Fuck.” I couldn’t respond, I was wet, enjoying the feeling of my mate so close, but he picked me up with one hand, and used the other to slowly slide his massive member inside me. I could feel my walls stretch to accommodate it, and it almost felt like my first time for a second….

He slowly moved to help me adjust before plunging into me proper. They were slow but forceful thrusts, dominating me while I had my hands on his muscular chest. He was showing me how he liked it before he let me have control to ride him as I saw fit... I didn’t have to ask for dominance, he just let me have it…

He held my hips while I bounced on top of him. His head was thrown back, and he grunted rumbling snarls with each thrust. I felt my walls become tighter while he became more erratic with each push.

“You’re so fucking tight.” He panted, and I couldn’t respond. I could only whine to the heavy slapping sounds.

Suddenly he picked me up, slamming into me, and I held on by clawing deep into his sides as best as I could. His hold on me was firm, but he only needed one of his clawed hands to grip onto me, keeping me in place.

The other choked me while his eyes were closed, strained until he opened them slightly. They were a flaming red, casting their own light into white slushy snow. I couldn’t talk to tell my mate that I was close, but I know he could feel it with our bond.

“Hold on.” He grunted.

He kissed me roughly, taking his hand off my neck to hold his hand behind my head, darting his tongue into my mouth. I couldn’t keep up. He seemed to know every movement to make, and all I could do was hold on, enjoying the pleasure that made me snarl.

“Yes!” I could feel myself getting tighter and tighter, sending me to heights I’d never felt as I came. I spasmed while he still crashed into me, holding me with both hands and it was enough for me to bite onto his peck, as it was all I could reach. I dug my claws into hard muscles that gave no indication of piercing the skin… he arched his head to the sky, letting the forest hear his pleasure.

With a labored grunt, he seized, and pumped into me one last time before marking me roughly on the crook of my neck with a deep snarl as he came aggressively. I screamed in pleasure, cuming again. I spasmed, being overloaded with the touch and feel of my massive mate. I was completely spent, but I wasn’t done.

He let go with worry, thinking that he’d hurt me, but I reached up to mark him back. He tasted of ecstasy and power, but I couldn’t pierce his skin. I tried as hard as I could, though the only thing it got out of either of us were moans... It gave me its own euphoric feeling of wanting him to continue until the sun came up, but I didn’t tell him that. I felt his concern through our bond, and I let him go.

“Are you ok? I don’t know why I bit you.” He looked at my neck, gently placing a thumb over it. It began to heal, but I grabbed his hands.

“No leave it Xaxas… it’s the mating mark. It shows all others that I’m yours and yours alone.” I placed a hand on his cheek, letting it slowly trail to the now fully blackened tattoo on his shoulder.

“And I’m yours… I suppose if that’s the case, you’re stuck with me.” He chuckled, holding me close, cradling my neck. “I still don’t want to hurt you.”

“You didn’t.” I smiled.

“Good, because I intend on spending my eternity with you.” He kissed me gently on the lips, and I was warmed by his words.