Chapter 128 BONUS CHAP. 35 - CRAVINGS
\-KEISHA'S POV-
My foot pressed the throttle pedal to accelerate on the state highway with the scenic Cascade Mountains in the distance.
I was in a hurry.
This was an emergency.
It was now or never. My pulse quickened from the anxiety.
Ten minutes away from Tara's café. I'm tapping my index fingers on the steering wheel and whistling to the tune of 'You and I' by Lady Gaga. Glancing at the time, it was around one o'clock now. The phone screen lit up on the dashboard, chiming ridiculously non- stop. I took it out of the holder.
It was Andrew, Duke's father. Oh, goddess. My breath hitched. Letting it go to voicemail was a better option. I'll call him back soon. I managed to lose the warriors who were assigned to be my bodyguard. Even knowing how worried they were because I was not at the pack house would not deter me from my goal. I had to be quick about it before going home. Therefore, I drove adequately fast.
This was a secret that solely Tara would know and I just might get away with this. My Dream Boy mate, Duke, was not here to prevent me. There was a certain thrill in the smile on my face. Determination kept me driving.
Abruptly, something dashed into the middle of the road.
"What on earth?"
Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech! I hit the brakes, bringing the red Volkswagen to a sudden stop. My body slightly went forward and then jerked back against the seat. The dark sandy blonde wolf gnashed his teeth at me, growling.
Shit! My mouth dropped into my lap. A lump rose in my throat. I swallowed hard.
"Hubba-hubba," my wolf purred.
My feet rested on the gas pedal as I waited for his next move. A pair of glowing Nordic blue eyes stared back into my defiant lake green, slowly taking steps towards the vehicle. Its raised hackles gradually lowered and I calculated my next move.
On my way back from Toya's house I was driving to TeeBee's to get some ice cream. The deadly trio, Vance, Duke, and Blayne had gone to Venomane Krymes Pack on the belief that Cleopatra was there. I hope that they find her soon and that they would return home safely.
Worry wore me like a thick jacket which must have been the reason I fainted today. Or it could be the heat stroke that was diagnosed. The day was scorching as the sun's warring rays ravaged the land, leaving only its sweltering heat for us to withstand.
But enough with being in an air-conditioned room with the fan blowing on me while wrapped in a special cooling blanket after they applied ice packs to my loins, neck, back, and armpits to lower my temperature.
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BONUS CHAP. 35 - CRAVINGS
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Sianna's son, Valen, made Duke extra cautious and protective. He was a living nightmare.
Of all the days to faint, it had to be the one where Duke was out of the pack which gave me the awesome freedom that I was longing to obtain. I had an entire plan of places and food that I was going to enjoy. Unfortunately for me, I passed out this morning at the pack house.
Matron Madeline summoned Raj immediately, who took me to the clinic where Dr. Stone was working for the day. Sianna checked on me knowing that Vance was out of the territory and then she ordered that I go to Duke's parents' house to rest.
Pleading with Dr. Stone to convince everyone that I was fine did not help. Without Duke around, I was ecstatic. At last, I was free from the smothering.
Training was forbidden. I'm not supposed to shift. Junk food was off the table. Duke hardly wanted me lifting anything. There was even no more rough sex. Our love-making had turned into the gentlest act of passion. Dr. Stone gave Duke a diet of healthy foods that I had to stick with and I hadn't had ice cream in weeks. I was craving it.
As I imagined all the delicacies I would savor while relaxing, my mouth began to drool. The first item on my list was the iconic five- flavor rainbow cone, which included scoops of chocolate, strawberry, vanilla with cherries and walnuts, pistachio, and orange sherbet layered one on top of the other.
Now, this hindering wolf dared to come in between me and my dessert. The wolf won't disengage. As he prowled closer to the hood of the car, he transformed. My vision flickered over his muscular biceps, inked with tattoos before traveling up to his face. Raw emotions surged forward. He was incredibly sexy and I was so tempted to get out of the car to touch him. My wolf nagged me to look further down to the perfect view of his cock. I refused. It would make me weak for him.
Fucking hormones. My palms became sweaty on the steering wheel. A jittery sensation dawned on me. I need to get rid of him. Clearing my mind, I regressed to focus on the objective. I was not going down without a fight.
"You aren't going to stand in my way today." I gritted.
With my bottom lip wedged between my teeth, I shifted into reverse.
His ears pricked and eyes darkened. With all my might, I hit the gas and reversed. In shock, he stood, coming to terms with my actions. Taking the opportunity, I swung around the car and drove.
My wolf was frantic and snapping inside my head. I smirked and blocked her.
The car swerved onto an arid dirt road, speeding and kicking up dust
in its wake. Around the corner, the road took me past a large old barn where a group of men was unloading a truck delivery of hay. This was a shortcut into town. I knew the path well.
Looking in the rearview mirror, now and then, I finally saw the wolf coming into view, racing behind me. A panicking bile rose in my throat as the car drifted around another steep corner, going downhill.
The wolf inched closer to my hatchback in his relentless pursuit. Concentrating on the road, I increased speed to provide more space between us. The whipping wind blew through the cracked window at my shoulder-length permed velour-black hair, sending curly strands into my right eye which interfered with my focus.
Sight of the bustling highway at the far end of the dirt road yanked my determination higher. Suddenly, something bumped into my back. Looking in the rearview mirror, it was the same damn wolf again who was being driven by paternal instincts. The forests on either side swayed in the gust of the wind.
He leaped into the air, transforming into his human form, and with elongated claws digging through the metal of the hatchback of my Volkswagen, he lifted the rear of the car in the air. The pillar of dust clouded him as the back wheels spun on nothingness and the front wheels revved deeper into the dirt, spurting wisps of a warm dry thick fog into the atmosphere.
"Oh, come on!" This can't be the end of my zealous ambition. A crushing dream broke my heart.
Rejecting the notion of giving him the satisfaction of getting to me, I
kept on revving the car in hopes that his arms would get tired and release me. By choice, he held the vehicle just like that until I gave up and slammed a fist on the center of the steering wheel as the horn
tooted.
The car lowered to settle on all four wheels and I pursed my lips in anger. The driver's door wrenched open. Enraged blue narrowed onto mine, washing me in the undercurrent of bewilderment, shock, and apprehension. Heavy hot breaths came out in hot puffs on my neck as he bent to talk to me. He looked raw, lethal, and heavenly. A mountain of muscles and sin.
Casting my eyes to the forestry on the left to avoid his spellbinding eyes, I asked "What are you doing here?" He came home too damn early. I was so close to getting what I wanted but he had to show up and spoil everything.
Tall and menacing as ever, sadness crumpled his handsome face. "Is that how a mate should greet her husband on his return home?" Lifting his right hand, he tucked strands of hair that covered half of my face behind my ear. He intentionally brushed his fingers on my ear to induce sparks. My heart beat faster, waiting for the verdict he
was going to deliver.
I folded my arms across my chest to resist the need to wrap them around him to soothe him. "Why are you back so soon?" The nearness of him made me dizzy with heat climbing up my neck and
into my cheeks.
"Venomane's a small pack. It was easy to root out the evil." He spat, his tone hot and angry, his jaw set hard and his eyes assessed me, borderline violent. "Now why the hell were you running away from me? Did you not want me home?" The ironclad grip that he applied
to the doorpost compressed the metal like an empty Coke can." What the fuck are you hiding?"
Sulking, I stayed silent. Telling him the truth would cause his anger
to rise. A yelp escaped me as he slashed the seat belt and snatched me
out of the driver's seat, trapping me bridal-style in his arms. He reeked of possessiveness.
"Wasn't it obvious that I was going somewhere? I wanted to be alone." I shot back, swiveling my head around to face him with the deadliest glare, but his wafting saffron and sandalwood scent seductively muddled my senses. "I needed to......"
Triggered, Duke growled and his nostrils flared, a deep pain coated
his blue eyes as he stared down at me. He preferred to avoid a dispute. "Be careful of your next words, Keisha." Being done with the conversation, he stroked my mate mark and
grazed it with his teeth. His lips caressed my delicate skin and began to suck it, driving me immensely insane. Instead of fighting him, I moaned and threw my arms around his neck. His naked body and touch sent pleasure through my veins. My body heated up from the intense sexual appeal that oozed out of him.
Between licking and nipping my neck, he whispered in a concerned voice, "You are mine, Candy-plum. Why would you go off by yourself without telling anyone where you were going? Let me escort you into town."
Wanting to get out of this situation, I took a deep breath and pushed at his chest, kicking my legs. "For once, please let me do something that I want to do. I'm entitled to hang out with my girlfriends. Go back to work and I'll be home soon."
"No. I'll take you home now." He shunned my request as usual. His
jaw was set, his veins bulging. We're about to argue. I was counting down the days to deliver our pup so that our relationship can revert to being normal. "For fuck's sake Keisha, you fainted today! You should be resting! Think of our pup!"
"Well, your pup wants ice cream and you are denying us it." My hand instinctively went over the small bump of my stomach and I let the annoyance show in my facial features. Our unyielding, turbulent eyes
clashed. He kept aiming to curb my intense compulsion for bizarre junk food combinations. It irked me.
"That's because it's not healthy for you or the baby. I'm only doing
what's best for both of you." A plea left him. "Besides, the last time you ate one, you threw up endlessly."
Placating him, I ran my hand up and down his ripped torso, flooding
him with sparks. "Maybe I was going to eat the ice cream off your body." Luckily, he instantly became responsive to my touch and words. The adverse of it was that it made me want to have my wicked way with him. Desire pooled in my lower abdomen.
"I won't let you eat something that makes you sick." He growled
with a grin on his face as he looked at me slyly.
He kissed me softly as though he channeled his love into it. I
clutched his blonde hair and pressed his mouth harder on mine, changing it into a ferocious kiss. Quickly, he adopted the aggressiveness and the kiss lasted for a while.
"And you can eat other things off my body, baby." He muttered in a
low sexy tone, licking his lips as he projected naughty ideas into my mind. My wolf wagged her tail, eager to comply.
"I'm not in the mood, Beta." I tried to dissuade him with a
dismissive hand gesture.
The lewd manner he looked at me made my core jump in anticipation. With the same seductive grin, he began kissing my neck. I had to be strong to get my way. Men can never understand a woman's pregnancy craving. After a moment, he opened the back door of the car and slid me onto the back seat, yet I did not stop him.
His need became my own.
He pulled the string loose on my blue baggy denim shorts, tugging the elastic waistline to pull it down my copper-brown legs and tossing it somewhere. He kissed me again, with a lot of tongue action. Our lips parted as he yanked the blue and white striped peplum blouse. My underwear followed in short order. He cupped my pussy, rubbing it with his palm.
"Are you sure that you're not in the mood, Candy-plum?" His raspy voice teased.
"Hmm," I hummed into a moan as my traitorous body acted in total contradiction.
"I'm going to fuck you with all the fire I've built up for you." His
dirty talk was such a turn-on as his thumb lightly brushed my clitoris. "I'm ready to enjoy your pussy, baby."
Once more, his lips captured mine roaming his tongue at all angles of
my mouth. Then kissing painfully slowly down my neck and to my nipples. Sparks burst every time our skins connected. He kneaded each of my breasts like dough. After he suckled each tender nub, his
mouth slid down to my stomach until it latched onto my clitoris,
making me choke out a gasp. "Duke, Oh baby!"
Rapidly moving his tongue around my clitoris, I screamed out in pleasure as he spread my legs to their limit. His tongue masterfully flicked and rubbed my clitoris. Soft licks elevated into hard licks. The pregnancy intensified all the sensations. He shoved two fingers in and out at breakneck speed while his mouth did not release my clitoris. My thighs encased his head.
"Flow for me, sweetheart," he gruffed. The pleasure built, becoming overwhelming and I spasm as I climaxed. Curling in pleasure, my pussy clamped around his fingers and he drank all of me. I was free-falling in the euphoric abyss of my
mind.
"Should I prove to you how much you want me?" His tongue licked
my slick from his lips and he gloated.
Hazily, I nodded. He coquettishly watched me and held his cock. As
soon as my eyes focused on his thick, long, solid dick, he pumped it a few times, savoring the passion that developed in my eyes with a
yearning that he knew could only be satiated by him.
"Never run from me, Keisha." Duke intensely stressed each word with strict black eyes that demanded compliance. His wolf had surfaced. He hovered over me, pushing the tip of his cock past my silky entrance, and began slow strokes and we kissed sloppily.
"Faster, baby." I pleaded. Slow sex was torture for me at this point. " Harder."
My desire is neglected, and his penetrations continue to be excruciatingly mild. When he said, "Will you ever run away from me again, love?" I understood his motivation. "No," I whispered. "Fuck me faster, Dream Boy."
"Well, since you asked nicely -" He pinched and rolled my nipples
between his fingers. "Watch me fuck you properly."
"Get to it, baby." My patience was depleted. I raised my mouth to his
to ravage it, and he pressed the fullness of his cock into me, pausing
there.
At first, he hesitated and then succumbed to my request and commenced banging the crap out of me. Duke started thrusting faster and my abdomen clenched in delight. Taking his deep penetrations, I moaned loudly. I saw stars as he plunged deep, hard,
and fast.
"Oh, hell!" My heart raced with electric tingles shooting through my body.
As he hammered me with his back-and-forth thrusts, he seized my nipple and kissed the valley between them before sucking on the second nub. He was preoccupied with my jerking breast when suddenly he flipped me on all fours and bit into my shoulder before thrusting his long rigid shaft into my pussy, deep and hard. Blinding, sharp, fierce pain and pleasure rocked my entire body. My claws dug into and scratched the leather seating of the car.
"Yes! I love you, Duke." I was almost going insane with pleasure and sucked in a shaky breath.
"I love you too, baby," he grunted and scooped all of my hair, winding it into a tight bun at the base of my neck, yanking it harshly
as he slid in and out of my drenched core.
I grabbed the window to support my upper body as he countlessly rammed his cock into me, maintaining rhythmical thrusts that had me mewling and moaning. He lapped my freshly bit skin, withdrew, and then slammed back again, eliciting an erotic moan from my lips.
"Damn, Keisha." He hissed, with his hand on my hips, roughly controlling the turbo pace of his back-and-forth movement. so sexy." He groaned, withdrew all the way out, and slammed deep
"You're
into my pussy in one big thrust, he repeated the action. "Your body is
amazing."
"Uhm," I gasped as another wave of pleasure hit me each time his
cock slammed into me. "Don't stop."
Duke obliged. It was after several more periodic slams that he flipped
me over on my back again. Completely withdrawing and I whimpered. He told me in ragged breaths, "This is a quickie because
I need to take you home and let you rest."
I knew his unwavering endurance too well. Though our lengthy
passion was never an issue for me. His grunts met my moans. His
fierce eyes fixated on me as he consistently slammed into my now
sensitive pussy.
"Not without my ice cream." I breathed out as he placed my legs on his shoulder while he inserted his glistening sturdy cock into my slick -coated pussy. Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and dripped
on my bosom.
"Even now you choose to be stubborn?" He slid inside of me and leaned in as I gently caressed his chiseled jaw. When he pinched my clitoris, I soaked his cock more. It was
intoxicating. Half of my body raised because of the incredible
sensations I felt.
"I love your thick cock," I mumbled all types of praises. Loving him
in all of his splendor. My hand slipped into his blonde hair. "You're the only woman for me, Keisha." This time he maintained steady penetrations, going in and out of my pussy swiftly. My lids fluttered and my head tilted back as my eyes rolled and my claws dug into his biceps. "You're my everything."
"Duke." The encompassing avalanche of bliss submerged me. Mother of....."
"Cum with me baby." He grumbled and covered his mouth over
mine, kissing me possessively.
The walls of my pussy clenched around his cock and pulsated immensely. Stickly liquid seeped out. Feeling one particular lengthy
and powerful thrust, my head flipped back.
"I'm cumming!" I moaned. His dark eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
"Oh shit!" Duke exclaimed in a darker, huskier voice, fucking me faster. His cock expanded and pulsed as he grunted, "I'm there to
baby." His muscles went hard and tight before his lava load fired inside of me.
Firmly, I gripped his arms and whimpered, "Duke!" My body exploded from the powerful pleasurable stimulation, leaving me shaking from the replicating fireworks of my orgasm. He looked down at the mess that I was and cupped my face. Then he leaned down and kissed my lips, slowly and deeply, twirling his tongue around my mouth. He gave my tummy a tender caress before
he moved away and his dick slid out of me.
Floating in pure bliss, my half-lidded eyes found him with a dark
smile dancing on his lips. "Welcome home, baby." He helped me to
sit up. "Please find my clothes." I picked up my bra and panties from
the center console and began getting dressed. Thank goddess that he
did not shred them.
I was famished.
Duke dashed around the car to retrieve my blouse and shorts. He
handed them to me while I stayed in the car. Next, he went into the dented truck to retrieve sweatpants and shirt which we carried around in our cars as spares. We donned our clothes at the same time. Then he attempted to take the driver's seat and I stopped him. "I'm driving," I demanded, trying to take the shortcut in between the front seats to beat him to it.
"No, Candy-plum." He ignored me again and settled in the seat.
"Ughhhh!" I released in frustration and climbed into the passenger seat. His objection was so adamant about such a minor thing. I sighed and attempted to be sweet when I said, "Let's go to Tara's." I tried my luck.
"We talked about this and we are going home. Madeline will fix your lunch and take it to your room." He took a deep breath as though to
calm himself. One of his eyebrows pulled upwards. "Are you testing
me?" The car started and he drove off.
Pouting, I started to cry and sniffled. The car braked before we hit
the main road. Duke's eyes widened in terror, he ran his hands over
his face and began panicking.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He reached over to cup my face and kissed
the tip of my nose. Worry dulled the blue shade of his orbs. A vertical wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows as he waited for me to tell
him the problem for him to fix.
"I need ice cream and you won't let me," I whined with tear-filled
eyes, feeling like a child, but who cares? "It's the only thing that I
want to eat right now."
Cravings will always pop up when they felt like it, whether in the
middle of the night or in broad daylight. It was nature and had nothing to do with choice. Hard to control and resist. An itsy-bitsy indulgence would not hurt.
His eyes softened, but he defended himself. "You know why." He
hated seeing me sad, in pain, or in tears.
I wailed louder. Tears running like a dripping pipe. "The baby will be
fine if I have it for one day!"
Conflicted between doing what's best for my pregnancy and satisfying my craving, he conceded with palms in the air, "Alright.
Just one scoop." He limited my intention to over-indulge.
I narrowed my eyes at him suspiciously after I wiped my eyes. "
Promise?" Of course, I was concocting a plan to get all the ice cream
to my delight.
"Yeah-yeah," he acquiesced with a groan. After I gave him a bright pleased smile with a quick kiss on the cheek, he stared at me in shock
as it dawned on him that he was just played. Then he shook his head
and hit the main road.
When we got to Tara's café, one scoop turned into three and I got my eye wink!)
iconic five-flavor rainbow cone. A girl's got her ways, right? (One