Blood Wolves [Reverse Harem X Reader]

Chapter 23

We come closer to the cabin, it looked rather old and was made of only wood. But it was big and it looked good enough to cover us from the storm. There was another flash before the loud crashes could be heard from the sky. Jonah goes first as he opens the abondoned cabin. Fenrir goes second with me. It looked a bit old but not too dirty. Fenrir puts me down on the couch and I gave him a thankful smile. Most of us already wet as the door closes. "I'm going to take care of the light", says Fabian and goes back outside. There is an awkward silence. 

I just sit, and looked at my leg. The piece of clothing drenched in blood. Connor puts the fireplace on and it starts giving off warmth. I felt the sofa move beside me and glance beside me to see King Hendrick sitting there. I could see the distrust in his eyes to Jonah and Fenrir. I couldn't help but continue to look at him. Once he noticed he gave me a warm smile and ducked to take a blanket out of a box. "Here, it's a shame you would get sick", he says with smirks. I want to take the blanket from him but he already puts it around me and wraps in it like a little child. "I... thanks", I say softly. He gives me a cocky smirk before ruffling my hair. He leaned slightly closer. "Not that I mind taking care of you", he whispers. Before I can say anything he stood up and went over to another room. As he went away Connor got sight and I saw him glaring at me. 

Not that typical glare but like a hate glare. I quickly looked away. Some people don't change perhaps. The only time he was a bit softer was after the attack when Aiden was hurt. But that was the only time. The only time he didn't glare at me or was harsh and angry. Yet again, everyone here has a harsh side, even Fenrir and Jonah. I relaxed a bit on the sofa as I heard the rain against the window. That's when I realise how tired I am. I didn't sleep all night and today also didn't close my eyes a single time. I took a part from the couch to lift myself up and limp to one of the bedrooms. "Goodnight", I say and close the door before the others had even a chance to reply. 

I sigh and sit on the bed. "Finally alone." I lie down on the matress and stare at the ceiling and eventually drift off to sleep. 

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I opened my eyes a bit. The rain was loud against the wood and the breakable windows. It looked it was already in the middle of the night and I'm surpised I'm not cold yet. But that's when I notice that someone was holding me. I look confused, and I look up. I don't recognize him immedialty but when I notice, a bit of fear yet confusion strikes me. 

Connor? 

I hesitated but want to tap his shoulder. Suddenly he grabs my wrist. I look at him with a startled look. "W-what are you doing here?", I ask softly. Connor didn't say anything, his grip on my wrist tight. He then takes it to his mouth and gave a kiss on it. 

My mind stops working as I simply freeze and look at him. I'm still processing this weird situation as he suddenly kissed it again.. and again. I want to take my wrist away but his grip is immensly tight and prevents me from doing so. He stopped and looked at me, his eyes glowing in the dark in a shade of red. He suddenly puts his other arm around my waist and pulls me against him. Our bodies touch and I feel his muscular chest. I can almost feel his lips against my ear. "Don't move, puppy", he says, his voice low but not harsh or threatening. I coudln't reply to it, the closeness, his sudden change in behavior...

Suddenly I let out a surpised gasp as Connor softly bit my earlobe. I scoot my head back a bit and look at him shocked. "W-what are you doing?", I ask. I can hear Connor softly sigh. "I have the need to bite...", he says. My eyes widened in shock. "Sorry?" "Not actual biting", he says annoyed and gave me soft glare. His glare dissapears and even though it's quite dark I can see he's embarresed. "It's called playbiting. Pups do it with their mother sometimes or when they're grown with their partner...", he says softly, I heard his embarresment in his voice. I didn't reply and just looked at him. Suddenly he hold me tighter. "My mother was killed...", he continiues softly. "I never met her, and like hell I would ever do anything with those phatetic half breeds." His voice became harsh again but he sighed. His voice became softer again and in almost pleading voice I hear him whisper. "Please..." 

I was still shocked. "Is... playbiting hurtful?", I ask softly. "Please puppy", he says again in a pleading voice, his face sudden nuzzled in my neck. "I need to..." I stayed silent for a short while before I sighed softly.

Why am I like this..? 

"Just... be careful", I said softly. Almost as soon I said that Connor started, to my surprise, kiss my neck. His lips grazing along my neck before slowly kissing it. He holds me tightly. Slowly his kisses become more rough as his started to nibble and softly bite along my neck. Even though I'm a bit afraid he might bite me, his little love bites made something stirr in me. Surpringly it felt... good in a way. Almost pleasureable. I leaned my head back to give him more acces, which he took immediate advantage of. After every bite, he licked it with his warm yet wet tongue as if he could heal magically. I couldn't help but close my eyes as I enjoyed the gentle bites he gave me. He went up to my ear and nibbled on my earglobe. His teeth slowly graze it. The gentless within him is something I'm not used to. 

Suddenly, he turned me on my back and started with the other side. I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. Connor grinned against my neck and softly sucked along my skin. Leaving no place left unseen. He discovers my sweet spot and as he start to kiss and nibble on it, I bit my lower lip to not let out a soft moan. Yet my body tensed against his and Connor let out a soft chuckle. He started to abuse that spot and I bit my lip harder. 

"You like that, puppy?", he whispered and kissed my ear. I didn't answer him as he gave a few short kisses on some spots. Then he took some distance from my neck and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a close hug. 

"Don't you dare say a word about this, puppy."