The Mute Wolf

Chapter 29

2 years later...

My heat had struck in the middle of the night; waking not only me to a start, but Zak, too.
It was slightly early this month, but that didn't matter. I knew regardless of the time, the 3 days would be the same...
"Oh fuck babe you smell good!" Zak purred into my ear, trying to spoon me and pushed his erection into my backside. I rubbed my eyes sleepily and realised this couldn't have come at a worser time. You see, Zak had given me 6 months from when we got married to start a family, but every month I refused, telling him I wasn't ready and avoiding him as much as I possibly could. I knew I wouldn't be able to do it forever, and each month seemed harder and harder to not only get away from him, but to say no to him too. The arguments had only got worse.
"Stop it, I'm tired." I grumbled as I snuggled back down into my pillow, pulling myself into a tiny ball as the pains struck my stomach in sharp waves. He knew, as usual, that I would need sex to 'cure the itch'. But as he was most eager to start a family, he would try and catch me off guard in my horny state and put himself inside me without protection. This was going to be another of those moments. He nibbled on my ear breathing heavily, his cock flexing into my lower back. I moved away from him, turning my head sharply so he could no longer nibble on my ear, causing a low growl to form deep in his throat.
"Ember, you need me..." He told me, pressing into me even harder. I hated this. Every month was the same. Over the last 2 years my voice had lost its touch; getting quieter and less effective at working against him. Or anyone.

As I felt his hand snake down under the covers to pull down my pj bottoms and the front of his boxers; pressing his hard on against my already wet folds, I ripped the covers off of me and stormed out of the room. I sat on the front porch of the house wrapped in my dressing gown and watched as the sun began to rise. Zak didn't take long to join me and stood with an annoyed look spread across his face as he stood before me in just his grey boxers; cock almost poking out of the top.
"What are you doing out here? I don't want every male smelling you when they wake up, that's my job!" He told me gruffly. I turned my head and ignored him, which forced a fed up sigh from him before he sat down at my side.
"What's up with you? Why won't you let me fuck you?" He asked quietly but frustrated.
"I don't want to do it without protection." I told him like it was obvious. He knew that, yet he would always ask why.
"I gave you 6 months. We have been married for 2 years. That's a year and a half extra! Why won't you give me a pup?!" He growled, his voice almost breaking as a flash of disappointment crossed his face.
"I'm not ready. I don't want kids yet. How many times must we go over this?" I sighed.
"You will love it when our pup is growing inside you, you will be so full of love and it will bring us closer together. Now get up those fucking stairs and let me put my cock in you!" He instructed, standing to his feet holding out his hand for me to stand with him. I didn't take it.
"No." I told him and focused my gaze into the distance away from him and his arousal that my wolf was currently craving. He frowned and pulled me to my feet and forced me inside. I hated being handled like this. Or in any way in fact. I hated being touched and wouldn't let anybody near me. I had gotten used to the way Zak pulled me into him, grabbed for my hand and forced me to bend over when we were doing it. But that didn't mean I liked it.

He almost dragged me up the stairs and back into my room, our room and quickly placed himself on top of me. As he pinned my arms above my head and positioned himself between my legs, I squirmed in his grip starting to panic. I had never gotten over the torture and rape from the Redwoods and being like this with him only made me feel sick to my stomach. I screamed as loudly as my lungs could bare; my mother and father soon bursting into my room, seeing me shaking on the bed and Zak standing at the foot, looking confused and annoyed. Welcome to my life.

***

I avoided him as much as possible, or even more than normal for the rest of the day. When the full moon hit, I stayed by my fathers side at all times, warding off all other males and even Zak himself. But he wasn't far behind, watching for the moment to catch me alone in hopes my wolf would be more susceptible to mating with him and creating pups. I hated my heat being around the time of the shift. It made it that much harder to control the urges; to control my wolf. I was 20 years old and she begged me to take control and give herself to Zaks wolf. I wouldn't allow it. I couldn't.
The arousal from my heat dripped from under my tail, causing Zaks wolf to sniff the air and lick his lips. I could see his erect purple wolf cock bouncing, pleading for attention beneath his black, silky fur and he had no intention of hiding it. Why should he? I was his wife after all. I should be wanting to create pups with him. But I didn't. And he kept his distance because we both knew he wouldn't rip me away from my father. Truth be told my father wouldn't actually do anything. But Zak didn't know that. I aimed to keep it that way.