Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 36

"Zeke," I whimpered like a slut as he carried me up to the sink, my legs wrapping even tighter around his. As our kiss escalated, the pain from Zeke's wounds couldn't be ignored. Every now and then, I could hear him wince in pain. It brought me back to reality, reminding me of the brutal fight he had just endured. He just fought twenty freaks hungry for power! He deserves love. I pressed at his rip only to hear him wince again.

Alright, that's enough. I tugged at his hair to stop him from nibbling at my neck. He was going to leave a hickey, and Marley would become suspicious. Her eyes have been around my belongings lately. Or Brooke? Brooke would come for my head if she saw that I was staying closer to Zeke longer than I should. We pulled away from each other, breathless and with a mix of emotions swirling in the air. "Stop, Zeke," I said firmly, feeling a sense of responsibility and concern. "You need to rest and heal. We can't let this moment cloud our judgment."

He tried again, not listening to me. He went straight for my collar bone, attacking the soft skin just above it. I knew he was aiming to create a hickey. This was moving Ng way faster than I expected it to. His eyes flickered from red to green, and I knew that Flame was just below the surface. Wasn't he tired from the fight?

Though I didn't watch the first game, I watched the second and third wolves almost rip off his neck and dig out his intestines. I slapped his back gently, feeling angry at myself for refusing him when I had him just where I wanted him. He kissed his way down my shirt, leaving me breathless.

"Zeke, you are injured, I don't think we should do this."

"My stamina is better than you actually think." He growled, kissing me in a teasing manner. "You are doing it again."

I raised an eyebrow. What does he know about me doing it again? "Doing what?"

"Overthinking it." He pressed his index finger on my mold making my eyes roll to the back of my head. He rubbed it again and again. "Just feel it, baby. Do not worry about my wounds." Yeah, he was doing whatever he was doing again. I spread my legs wider so he could have access. He shifted my pants to the sides. Wetting his fingers with my juices, he plunged them inside, making me gasp at the waves of emotions following through me. He went slowly this time, pulling out just as he grazed my spot. "Oh," I sucked in my lower lips as he pleasured me.

"Did you touch yourself?" He asked icily. His voice held so many emotions that I understood that he wasn't just doing this for me but for him to forget about his problems. If he meant touching myself after the day I nearly spilled my juices in the presence of Alpha Storm and Marley, then no. Although I don't know what he would do to me if I said yes.

"Yes." I stuttered, urging him to go faster. I was close to cumming all over his huge hands.

He sighed, pulling out completely. He was going too slowly for my liking. I took over, moving his fingers in and out. "You shouldn't lie to me, Naya."

"Huh?" I asked, completely out of it. His words were lost on me, as I couldn't comprehend them again. "I am close; please don't stop."

To my shock, he stopped, pulling his hands out of me, and no matter how I tried to get them back in, he resisted. Not that I tried really hard. "If you pleasured yourself, you wouldn't be so needy." He placed both hands in my mouth, so I tasted my juices as his hard- on poked me. They seemed big and really pointy enough to reach the places I wanted them to.

I wasn't known for being this sluty, but the things that run through my mind whenever I see Zeke... I can't explain it. I sucked on his fingers with relish. "I am sorry for lying. Please.."

"Please what? Do you love having my fingers inside you?" He asked darkly, his voice husky and compelling. There was no way I could resist it, with his eyes looking red and wild. Flame was at the surface, and I secretly hoped he would take me here.

It was going to be rough, but I will take it. My juices will be enough. I stretched my hands to undo his belt. They dropped to reveal his beautiful briefs. It hugged his a*s well, and I gulped at the package in front. Slowly, I traced my hands around it, loving the way it twitched in response. It made me giddy to know that I could have this type of effect on Zeke Storm. One of the strongest Alphas I know. Then my eyes caught his open stomach. It was oozing out blood and pus.

"Yuck." Instantly, my desire was replaced with care. My omega wolf couldn't let him remain that way, desire or not. His eyes trailed mine, and they stopped at his open wounds. He looked disappointed but nodded in agreement.

"You're right. I should clean this up and rest." He turned away, trying to hide his pain, but I could see it in his eyes.

"Let me help you to your room," I offered, wanting to ensure he would be safe. I adjusted my clothes and patted down my ruffled hair. Just like that, the desire was gone. With this new Zeke, I was sure we would have plenty more moments like this. I only hoped he wouldn't get swayed by the school and bully me again.

He hesitated for a moment before giving a small smile. The heavens may have been in my favor since yesterday, when Zeke Storm smiled at me. Me?! He rarely smiled, and it had become the norm since his father died two days ago. I wondered what he had in store for me, just like Kyle's.

As I assisted Zeke to his room, I couldn't help but wonder about the complexities of our relationship. He and Kyle had just become the Alpha pair, and yet, we all still had so many unresolved issues. The wounds on Zeke's body served as a stark reminder that our crush couldn't overshadow the challenges he would face as the Alpha of the Wolf Cove pack.

As Zeke limped away and I was under him, my attention moved to the small movement behind the wall. Kyle stood there, leaning on the wall with both hands in his pockets. I guess he was back from his angry fest.

Did he hear my moans in the bathroom? Kyle had been watching us from the shadows. As we walked away, he stepped out of his hiding place, his expression unreadable. I was right. He heard us. He had seen the connection between us, and it probably didn't sit well with him.

What could I do about it? I thought Zeke was going to tell me to leave. Surprisingly, he allowed me into his room. Where were the others? I guess they wouldn't be near his chambers since he was the Alpha and needed to nurse his wounds alone. Not alone, as I would be here to help him however I could.

As Zeke and I settled into his room, his heart heavy with the burden of leadership and mine with the burden of complicated emotions I was just trying to understand, we heard a knock on the door. "Where is your cabinet for emergencies?" I asked, desperate to leave. What if Marley found me in this room?

Zeke groaned as he lay on the bed, breathing fast. His chiseled abs called to me. "No. Let's clean him up first." I chided Naya, who licked her muzzle in hunger. He pointed at his closest, which I slipped into. Zeke called out, "Come in."

To my surprise, it was Marley who entered the room. Did she come here that often? From where I stood, pretending to take the first aid box, I saw Marley look at him with her piercing eyes, seemingly seeing through his soul. She was here for something. Her hawk eyes raked his battered body.

"I heard about the fight, Zeke," Marley said calmly. "Congratulations on becoming the Alpha. But remember, leadership comes with great responsibility."

Zeke nodded, a faraway look in his eyes. He must have noticed I was taking too long to get a simple box. "I understand. I'll do my best for the pack."

Marley then turned his gaze to the balcony. "And as the Alpha, you have to pick a Luna that will play a crucial role in guiding the pack. Your actions and decisions will be scrutinized as well by your Luna."

I raised an eyebrow, feeling the weight of the position Zeke was in. So this was her plan all along.

Marley smiled, as if sensing his unease. "Don't worry, Zeke." She was acting overly sweet. I didn't like it very much. "You have Flame and Shadow. My wolf included, it won't be that hard. Besides, with Freya out of the way..."

"Freya is just an elder that needs to know her place."

Could they be talking about that cocky elder?