WOLF LOYALTY

The Honeymoon

***

“I will, Rogers, I swear… but not now. Let’s just – let’s just be happy for now. We just got married. I know it’s not a normal marriage, but we can still enjoy this. I bet the honeymoon is going to be awesome.”

His face softens. “It is. This way.”

I expect to stand in lines and go through multiple gateways, but instead, Rogers leads me down a couple of side passages to a private hangar.

A private hangar with a private jet.

Rogers… what are we doing here?”

We’re flying.

You own a private jet?”

The pack owns a private jet.”

I knew the pack was rich, but I didn’t know they were this rich.

Wow.”

If you’re impressed by this, wait until you see the pack’s island.”

The pack has a private island?”

Rogers just grins.

“Where is it?”

You don’t really think I’m going to fall for that, do you? You’ll find out when we get there”

It was worth a try.”

When we get onto the plane, there are chairs, but there’s also a huge bed right in the middle.

Is that usual for a private jet?” I gesture to the bed.

“No. I asked Derek to put it in. It’s nighttime after all. I figured we’d both be tired.”

He’s right. I am tired.

As much as I want to consummate this marriage, the bed is inviting for an entirely different reason. “Shall we just =”

“Sleep? Yes, please.”

The two of us grin at each other before hurrying for the bed. I snuggle under the fluffy blankets, feeling happier than I can remember being in a long time. I close my eyes and drift off.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“I’m woken by Rogers what must be hours later. “We’re here.”

“Where is here? Are you going to tell me?”

“Seychelles. We’re on the mainland, but we need to take a boat to the pack’s island.”

Seychelles is a tropical paradise, but I’m certainly glad that the huge house on the private island has an air conditioner.

I’m fully awake now, having slept for the entire flight. Rogers looks relatively well-rested, too.

Shall I show you around? There’s a forest here that Derek says will be great for running in my wolf form. I can take you around. Or I can show you the house?”

Right now, I’m just interested in one part of the house. Any idea where the bedroom is?”

Rogers grins. “I suppose we do have something to do before we explore. Got to get that marriage consummated, after all.”

He picks me up and carries me to a bedroom with the biggest bed I’ve ever seen.

Rogers lays me tenderly down and starts undressing me. I raise myself slightly off the bed to allow him to pull my travel dress off.

Rogers sheds his own clothing and joins me. We kiss, slow and deep.

There’s no hurry. We’ll be here for three weeks. We specifically arranged the wedding date so that the full moon won’t fall during our honeymoon time.

I roll us over so that I’m straddling Rogers’s hips. I grind myself down onto him. Our tongues slide together effortlessly.

Rogers and I are breathing each other’s air and all I can feel is him. He’s the only real thing left in the world.

We kiss until we’re both dizzy. My body is screaming for more of Rogers, and I have no interest in denying it.

His cock is pressing up against my ass. It’s easy to move myself down so that I’m sitting on top of it.

I tense my thighs as I start bouncing up and down, riding Rogers’s cock. He gestures for me to lean forward, which I do, bracing myself on my arms.

He cranes one of my breasts, pulling it to his mouth so that he can suck my nipple. His mouth is a hot, wet, divine heaven.

I moan and wrap one hand around his head, holding him to me.

Rogers keeps sucking until the nipple is achingly hard before moving to the next one.

His movements are becoming choppy. I can tell he’s close to coming, and ľm not far behind him.

Rogers must notice the hitch in my breath because he abandons my nipples and wriggles a hand between us to touch my clit.

I cry out and push my hips further forward as I continue to work myself up and down on his cock.

The changed angle has his cock hitting my G-spot with every thrust, which is it for me.

I hold onto Rogers’s shoulders as I come hard enough to knock the moon out of the sky.

His hot come shoots into me in response to the wild contracting of my pussy. My movements slow as my release leaves me sleepy and sated. I let myself fall down on Rogers’s chest.

Am I good here? I’m not squashing you?”

You’re perfect. One of the advantages of being a werewolf– we can comfortably lift much heavier weights than humans.”

That’s all the reassurance I need. I’m smiling as I fall asleep, still lying on top of Rogers.

We both sleep for about ten hours. Even though we’d slept on the plane, traveling is still exhausting.

When we wake at midday, I feel completely rested. Rogers is in the kitchen making. omelets.

Hey.” I kiss him before throwing myself into a chair. “So, do we have any plans for today? I’ve never been to a tropical island before. I suppose swimming is in order?”

“Absolutely. We’ve got snorkeling and

Swimming gear here, as well as equipment for diving if you want to give that a shot. We can also explore the forest.”

Let’s do that.” I’m eager to ride on Rogers’s back as a wolf again, especially without the worry of park rangers stumbling across us.

We have breakfast on the deck, then get dressed. Rogers insists on smothering me in sun cream, which I don’t really object to.

The last thing I need is to get burned and spend my honeymoon hurting every time Rogers touches me.

Would you like to ride?”

I’m already nodding before he finishes his sentence. “Yes, please!”

Rogers grins. “I figured you’d accept me being a werewolf, but I never thought you’d be so comfortable with it. Doesn’t it bother you?”

lt did at first, but I think that was more the shock than anything. As soon as I realized that you were still you, just with different body shapes, I stopped worrying. And it didn’t take long to work that out, given how I found out.”

“I would have thought how you found out would scare you away. I did kill a man.”

A man who tried to rape me. Trust me, I’m not crying any tears over him. Even when you were caught up in the violence of that act, you never hurt me. And when you realized how upset I was, you gave way your secret to comfort me. How could I be anything but accepting?”

Instead of answering, Rogers kisses me. As always, his kisses take my breath away. When we finally break apart, I keep hold of his waist for balance.

Are you ready to run?”

In answer, Rogers takes a step back and shifts into his wolf form. I climb onto his back, winding my hands through his fur as I did with his hair just a few moments ago.

Rogers sets off running. Even though we’re going through a forest, the speed gives the illusion of wind, blowing my hair back off my face. I find myself laughing like a maniac, but it doesn’t matter, as there is no one but Rogers and me to hear.

We run for what must be almost an hour.

Rogers stops every now and then to sniff at something, reminding me irresistibly of a pet dog

Eventually, I tug on his fur. “Stop, let me down. I want to walk.”

I’ve never really been into hiking, but this place is so beautiful, I can’t but want to explore it. Rogers runs too fast for my human eyes to track much of the scenery.

Rogers waits for me to get off before shifting to his human form. I take his hand, and the two of us walk through the forest.

I’m just starting to think about asking Rogers to run us back to the house for lunch when Rogers suddenly freezes.

I wonder at first if he’s messing with me. This is a private island. There can’t be anyone here.

Predator?” I guess.

Rogers shakes his head. “I had the pack clear off any dangerous animals before bringing you here.”

What is it, then?”

Rogers sniffs deeply. “A person. We’re not alone.”

The way he says it sends chills through me. “Who else would be here?

We should go back to the house.” Rogers sounds worried, and if he’s worried, I know I should be too.

“Let’s go, then.”

Rogers shifts and I hurry to get onto his back. He sets off back to the house, running like the wind.

The Honeymoon

***

“I will, Rogers, I swear… but not now. Let’s just – let’s just be happy for now. We just got married. I know it’s not a normal marriage, but we can still enjoy this. I bet the honeymoon is going to be awesome.”

His face softens. “It is. This way.”

I expect to stand in lines and go through multiple gateways, but instead, Rogers leads me down a couple of side passages to a private hangar.

A private hangar with a private jet.

Rogers… what are we doing here?”

We’re flying.

You own a private jet?”

The pack owns a private jet.”

I knew the pack was rich, but I didn’t know they were this rich.

Wow.”

If you’re impressed by this, wait until you see the pack’s island.”

The pack has a private island?”

Rogers just grins.

“Where is it?”

You don’t really think I’m going to fall for that, do you? You’ll find out when we get there”

It was worth a try.”

When we get onto the plane, there are chairs, but there’s also a huge bed right in the middle.

Is that usual for a private jet?” I gesture to the bed.

“No. I asked Derek to put it in. It’s nighttime after all. I figured we’d both be tired.”

He’s right. I am tired.

As much as I want to consummate this marriage, the bed is inviting for an entirely different reason. “Shall we just =”

“Sleep? Yes, please.”

The two of us grin at each other before hurrying for the bed. I snuggle under the fluffy blankets, feeling happier than I can remember being in a long time. I close my eyes and drift off.

“I’m woken by Rogers what must be hours later. “We’re here.”

“Where is here? Are you going to tell me?”

“Seychelles. We’re on the mainland, but we need to take a boat to the pack’s island.”

Seychelles is a tropical paradise, but I’m certainly glad that the huge house on the private island has an air conditioner.

I’m fully awake now, having slept for the entire flight. Rogers looks relatively well-rested, too.

Shall I show you around? There’s a forest here that Derek says will be great for running in my wolf form. I can take you around. Or I can show you the house?”

Right now, I’m just interested in one part of the house. Any idea where the bedroom is?”

Rogers grins. “I suppose we do have something to do before we explore. Got to get that marriage consummated, after all.”

He picks me up and carries me to a bedroom with the biggest bed I’ve ever seen.

Rogers lays me tenderly down and starts undressing me. I raise myself slightly off the bed to allow him to pull my travel dress off.

Rogers sheds his own clothing and joins me. We kiss, slow and deep.

There’s no hurry. We’ll be here for three weeks. We specifically arranged the wedding date so that the full moon won’t fall during our honeymoon time.

I roll us over so that I’m straddling Rogers’s hips. I grind myself down onto him. Our tongues slide together effortlessly.

Rogers and I are breathing each other’s air and all I can feel is him. He’s the only real thing left in the world.

We kiss until we’re both dizzy. My body is screaming for more of Rogers, and I have no interest in denying it.

His cock is pressing up against my ass. It’s easy to move myself down so that I’m sitting on top of it.

I tense my thighs as I start bouncing up and down, riding Rogers’s cock. He gestures for me to lean forward, which I do, bracing myself on my arms.

He cranes one of my breasts, pulling it to his mouth so that he can suck my nipple. His mouth is a hot, wet, divine heaven.

I moan and wrap one hand around his head, holding him to me.

Rogers keeps sucking until the nipple is achingly hard before moving to the next one.

His movements are becoming choppy. I can tell he’s close to coming, and ľm not far behind him.

Rogers must notice the hitch in my breath because he abandons my nipples and wriggles a hand between us to touch my clit.

I cry out and push my hips further forward as I continue to work myself up and down on his cock.

The changed angle has his cock hitting my G-spot with every thrust, which is it for me.

I hold onto Rogers’s shoulders as I come hard enough to knock the moon out of the sky.

His hot come shoots into me in response to the wild contracting of my pussy. My movements slow as my release leaves me sleepy and sated. I let myself fall down on Rogers’s chest.

Am I good here? I’m not squashing you?”

You’re perfect. One of the advantages of being a werewolf– we can comfortably lift much heavier weights than humans.”

That’s all the reassurance I need. I’m smiling as I fall asleep, still lying on top of Rogers.

We both sleep for about ten hours. Even though we’d slept on the plane, traveling is still exhausting.

When we wake at midday, I feel completely rested. Rogers is in the kitchen making. omelets.

Hey.” I kiss him before throwing myself into a chair. “So, do we have any plans for today? I’ve never been to a tropical island before. I suppose swimming is in order?”

“Absolutely. We’ve got snorkeling and

Swimming gear here, as well as equipment for diving if you want to give that a shot. We can also explore the forest.”

Let’s do that.” I’m eager to ride on Rogers’s back as a wolf again, especially without the worry of park rangers stumbling across us.

We have breakfast on the deck, then get dressed. Rogers insists on smothering me in sun cream, which I don’t really object to.

The last thing I need is to get burned and spend my honeymoon hurting every time Rogers touches me.

Would you like to ride?”

I’m already nodding before he finishes his sentence. “Yes, please!”

Rogers grins. “I figured you’d accept me being a werewolf, but I never thought you’d be so comfortable with it. Doesn’t it bother you?”

lt did at first, but I think that was more the shock than anything. As soon as I realized that you were still you, just with different body shapes, I stopped worrying. And it didn’t take long to work that out, given how I found out.”

“I would have thought how you found out would scare you away. I did kill a man.”

A man who tried to rape me. Trust me, I’m not crying any tears over him. Even when you were caught up in the violence of that act, you never hurt me. And when you realized how upset I was, you gave way your secret to comfort me. How could I be anything but accepting?”

Instead of answering, Rogers kisses me. As always, his kisses take my breath away. When we finally break apart, I keep hold of his waist for balance.

Are you ready to run?”

In answer, Rogers takes a step back and shifts into his wolf form. I climb onto his back, winding my hands through his fur as I did with his hair just a few moments ago.

Rogers sets off running. Even though we’re going through a forest, the speed gives the illusion of wind, blowing my hair back off my face. I find myself laughing like a maniac, but it doesn’t matter, as there is no one but Rogers and me to hear.

We run for what must be almost an hour.

Rogers stops every now and then to sniff at something, reminding me irresistibly of a pet dog

Eventually, I tug on his fur. “Stop, let me down. I want to walk.”

I’ve never really been into hiking, but this place is so beautiful, I can’t but want to explore it. Rogers runs too fast for my human eyes to track much of the scenery.

Rogers waits for me to get off before shifting to his human form. I take his hand, and the two of us walk through the forest.

I’m just starting to think about asking Rogers to run us back to the house for lunch when Rogers suddenly freezes.

I wonder at first if he’s messing with me. This is a private island. There can’t be anyone here.

Predator?” I guess.

Rogers shakes his head. “I had the pack clear off any dangerous animals before bringing you here.”

What is it, then?”

Rogers sniffs deeply. “A person. We’re not alone.”

The way he says it sends chills through me. “Who else would be here?

We should go back to the house.” Rogers sounds worried, and if he’s worried, I know I should be too.

“Let’s go, then.”

Rogers shifts and I hurry to get onto his back. He sets off back to the house, running like the wind.