Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
His hair was long, waist length, white with thin strands of silver and storm gray highlights. I wonder how soft it felt, would he let me run my hands through it? Wrap it around my fist as I kissed him? I wanted to kiss him, his lips were full, and looked soft. His hand, when he reached up to touch his glasses, had long elegant fingers. How is it that even his hand is sexy to me. 2
I strain to hold myself in place, his eyes glittering at me. It takes me a moment to figure out whats so different about this wolf.
Then it hits me, my mate is a Hybrid. He’s a Vampire Werewolf Hybrid, the eyes and hair a dead giveaway. This didn’t bother me,
I didn’t care, this was my mate, I would accept all of him.
The Alpha comes to stand in front of the empty fire place, the older man and my mate following. He takes his eyes off me to observe the room, I only have eyes for him. “Everyone, I would like you to meet Maximus Heartsong Bloodmoon, he has been the Gamma of the Heartsong Clan for the last few decades.” The Alpha said, then he points to my mate. “This is Victor
Heartsong Bloodmoon, he will be taking over the Gamma position as of today.”
‘Victor’ I say in my head, ‘Wonder what his wolf’s name is.’ still in my head. Then the Alpha is introducing us. “This is Darien and his mate Serenity Mountainmover” he points in their direction. “Over there you have Alora, your New Clan Alpha. Serenity’s brothers, Galen to Alora’s left, to the right Kian, both her Enforcers.” Then Alpha lifts his hand in my direction. “And her new Beta, their cousin, Jaxon Mountainmover.”
Victors eyes settle on me. I don’t hear anything else around me. I found my mate, and it was in the middle of a meeting with the
Alpha. Darien and Serenity are looking at me and then at Victor and back. Alora is doing the same, it was her who interrupted the Alpha.
“Uh, Alpha?” She asks, getting his attention. She points back in forth between Victor and I ,before his face and that nfm face, and that of Maximus’s, light up with understanding…)
“Victor, son is he your…?” he gestures to me. upright, I’d melt in a puddle at his feet. But he said it, that word that meant everything to a werewolf. “Mate.”
The Alpha looks at me “Jaxon?” his tone a question.
“Mate” is all I could rumble out, Victor shivers. Good, I’m not the only one affected. 3
“Well, these two are not going to be able to concentrate till they get their greeting out of the way.” said the Alpha. “Maximus why don’t you and I have some coffee on the kitchen patio and catch up.” he said to him, Maximus nodded agreement. “Everyone else we’ll meet back here in, lets say, an hour.”
Everyone gets up, the Alpha comes over and hands me a key. “This is to a guest room on the second floor of this wing, first room off the stairs.” he tells me, everyone walks out of the office, me and Victor just standing their, staring at each other. This incredibly sexy Hybrid was my mate, and I had a key to a guest room. 3)
Holding the key up I motion for Victor to follow me. I can feel his eyes devour me as we head upstairs to the Guest room. My anticipation is building, how does he feel about me being his mate? What kind of male was he in bed? What does his wolf look like? What does he look like without his clothes? Does he like to top or bottom? Will he accept me as his mate? As a Hybrid will he need to feed? Will he feed from me as he takes me, or me him? (3)
All these questions, one after another and more fliting through my mind. Once we get in the room I turn around to face him. He leans his back against the door, his eyes full of lust and promise, and locks it.
Victor’s POV
He’s standing there, looking at me. When I followed him into the room, I had leaned my back against the door, and locked it.
Trapping this wolf inside with me. He was younger, and broader than me. I look at all his muscles. I want to strip him of all his clothes, touch every inch of the bronze colored skin I could see under his tight, green t-shirt. His green amber rimed gaze burning me alive with his fire. 2
‘Vash, Nicholas’ I call out to my wolf and sprit. They both answer with “Mate” while they looked at Jaxon through my eyes.
Jaxon’s wolf is peaking at us through him, his eyes amber colored, rimed in cinnamon. “What’s your wolfs name I ask him.”
His rumble was deep, it did deliciously arousing things to me. “Bruno” his voice rough with the growl of his wolf. ‘What is Mates name?’ his wolf asks me.
I freeze a little, he had to accept all of me, not just the wolf. “I’m a Vampire Hybrid, that means I don’t just have a wolf, I have a Sprite as well.” I tell him, I wait for his reaction.
He stalks up to me, the power in his movements make me weak. I’m so hard I feel like I’ll shatter. At the same time, I was so anxious I’d be rejected. The words of Sarah ringing in my head. I didn’t want this big sexy wolf to reject me, I wanted him to take me, to make me his in everyway possible. When he’s just the barest of inches from me, his wolf adding to his height a little, he leans down, his eyes boring into mine.
He raises his hands up, his claws out, slamming them to either side of my head, claws digging into the wood of the door. He leans even closer, his nose almost touching mine and growls deeply. “Names” instead of just name. I shiver as that growl continues to set me on fire. “Want my mates names” his nose trails over my cheek, as he nips my jaw with his teeth.
His scent is flooding me, that nip sending shocks through me, my unusually intelligent brain, is on the fritz. It didn’t even say goodbye on its way out of my head. He nips me under my ear, I shiver, my whole body vibrates with desire. They were right, being with your fated, is ten times more than what you feel with someone who wasn’t. I’ve had experience, that’s how I knew what I preferred.
Although I did have a female or two in between that realization. They had their appeal, just not the way males did. He nipped my neck again, harder this time, I let out a groan at the shocks it sent through me. “I want all my mates names” he growls, he pulls back a little, looking me in the eyes, his desire, a raging fire burning inside.
“Vash is my wolf,” my voice is rough with arousal. “Nicholas is my Sprite” I say, looking at him, waiting.
“Victor, Vash, Nicholas” he growls, he put the fingers, minus the claws, in my hair. “All mine.” he growls, claiming me. Goddess he’s accepting all of us, so easily. I stop thinking and start feeling when he crushed his mouth to mine. Kissing me deep, I invite him deeper, wanting his taste. We break apart, gasping for breath.
“I accept you.” he says, causing my heart to soar out of my chest. “I accept you.” I say back. (4)
We reach for each other, chest to chest, mouths devouring each other. As we kiss we somehow make it to the bed naked, our clothes having been shed onto the carpet in a trail to the bed. My hair is unbound the tie gone, he’s got a fist full of it griped at my neck. We fall back on the bed, him on top. He’s started to kiss nibble and bite his way over my jaw and down to that spot.
That spot that where my shoulder met my neck, he bites down, but not enough to mark me yet. That bite had me thrusting up against him in ecstasy, groaning at how good it felt. He’s reaching over in the side table, I don’t know what he’s searching for at first. Then he brings out a new unopened bottle of lube. ‘Oh that would definitely be a good idea’ I think. Jaxon was not small, he was larger than any of my other lovers.
I rub my hands up his chest, over his shoulders and down his bunching biceps. He felt so good against me, I’m shivering constantly with my arousal. I let out a long moan as he preps me. My hips thrusting up, he takes my mouth again with his. He finishes prepping me, then he’s pushing into me. He goes slowly at first.