SIW: Adam & Bronwille Ch. 07

Mia hated asking this, but every detail she could remember or not was important. It might be helpful later on, especially when Adam had to tell her how things will develop between them.

"No, that's it. Just those two men, the angry dog and blacking out. Then I woke up in Adam's arms. The first time, I was probably still too tired but the next time I freaked and kicked him out. He tried calling and checking up on me, but I either slammed the door in his face or hung up after a few words."

Bronwille straightened up and wiped her cheeks and shook her head.

"I don't know Mia, something tells me to let him in, take a leap of faith, but I don't know how. When I think about it, all I wanna do is run, far, far away and hide. You saw what happened the first time you took me to his tavern. Panic attack!" she stressed with huge gestures.

"Hmmm true. But tell me, who calmed you down? Didn't you enjoy the rest of the visit? As far as I could tell nothing inappropriate happened, right?"

"No," but Bronwille did blush none the less.

"Oh, now you blush. Spill!" Mia demanded.

"Nothing happened really. He probably saw me run to the toilets and he got worried. He pulled the door of its hinges, can you believe that? Scooped me up and went to his office and he calmed me down. If I'm honest, I wish that moment lasted longer but I also know if that had been the case, I would have backed away again. Once I got better and the panic attack was over I felt so at ease and comfortable, I didn't want to get up. I wanted to stay in his arms."

Bronwille couldn't help the dreamy sigh that escaped her lips.

"The things he said were so touching and... I don't know; part of me started hoping?" Bronwille had a longing look on her face as she said this. She also remembered those few words he had said: I'm not joking here, if there is anything, night or day, call me or come over. Promise?

Mia just kept listening now that her friend was pouring out her heart.

"I just got the courage to try and give him a shot, try to let him close. God knows I've been more than rude to him with slamming the door in his face every time he stopped by. I craved his deep baritone voice, yet every time he called I listened and then hung up without even saying as much as a hello or goodbye or even leave me alone. I've been awful to him and I don't know why he puts up with it all.

"And then when I do go over, I hear he isn't even in town anymore. I know I'm in no position to demand anything of him but I would have thought he would let me know he was going away for a while. Or is that too much too expect?" Bronwille looked very pleading to Mia with these last few words.

"He should have told you something, I agree with you on that. But I think I understand why he maybe hasn't. Maybe he just wanted to give you a bit of space?"

"Space, my ass! He's been diligently calling twice every week and still stopping by once a week. It just doesn't make sense." Bronwille sighed. She was starting to get tired of her own emotional up and downs and she was getting angry because of it.

"You're right, it doesn't," Mia comforted her friend, "I'll see what I can do, see if we can get in touch with him and see what is going on. Think that would be ok for you?" Mia thought it would be a long shot but if it eased Bronwille's mind for the time being, she'd work with what she had. Regardless of it all, Adam would get a serious talking to once he did get back, this was no way to leave a mate behind, whether the person in question was aware of that bond or not.

"Also remember Bron, Katie has my number, if she hears anything, she is gonna call me too. We'll get to the bottom of this. You just make sure you are doing fine." Mia tried her best to coach Bronwille, without having to explain what else was going on over the last few weeks.

"I know, I know, but I can't help how these feelings go. I don't know what it is but with Adam I feel as if I'm capable of moving on without all the baggage from the past. His looks are deceiving, one would think someone of his size is an aggressive bully, but he's just the opposite. He's gentle, polite, caring," Bronwille blushed now, "and he looks divine with no shirt on."

Mia burst out in laughter. "I wouldn't think you would become a nun. I'm glad you can still appreciate a nice looking male body."

Bronwille covered her cheeks as they turned an ever deeper shade of red.

"Oh come on now, don't go all red on me. It's been ages since I saw you this smitten with anyone. You've been through enough to deserve a break. Once we talked some sense into him I'm quite sure Adam would be perfect for you," Mia teased. It could never hurt to guide her a little bit.

"Yeah well, first I want to be a bit more stable myself. I'm getting tired of these up and downs. Then we'll see about Adam."

"You got some time for that now. We could start tomorrow. Just a day for us girls alone, we could even invite Fran and Lis, if they're available. It's been ages since we did something together. It would keep your mind of things," Mia suggested.

"It's an option. I just don't want one of those busy ones."

"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of everything. You make sure to be ready by noon so I just have to pick you up and enjoy the rest of the day."

"Ok, ok. I relent, you win. I'll be ready."

"That's what I want to hear. Now I'm gonna leave you to it. If there is anything, just ring me up and I'll be here in a heartbeat, ok?" Mia said with glee. She was glad Bronwille's mood took another turn, this time a turn in the good direction.

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Chasey smiled as he made his way up to the boss' office. He had found himself a little gem tonight and he was convinced Derrick would like to hear about this. They've been talking for a while now about branching out. Though he hadn't asked which pack this Adam belonged to, he was convinced this man's role in his pack was important enough since he basically made a deal already.

Adam was probably a high ranking Beta, if not the second in command to his Alpha. His sheer size was quite intimidating and the bland expression on his face told him he was either good actor or that he was really ruthless. He bet his money it was the latter.

A simple knock announced his arrival and he smiled. His boss had another beauty between his legs. He grinned as he saw the sardonic look on his face and a blond head bobbing up and down real fast, accompanied with slurping sounds.

"How's the new pet treating ya, boss?" he asked.

"She's being very good. If she keeps this up she might get another treat this week," Derrick said in an emotionless voice. He tangled one hand in the long blonde hair and started moving her head up and down on his cock faster, sometimes pushing down so hard and keeping her there that she struggled for air. "Though she could do with a few more lessons, she struggles too much still. When she's done here, I might have to loan her to you, maybe than she'll learn properly?"

As if those words triggered something in the blonde, she started bobbing faster on her own accord and even gagged herself on the massive cock lodged deeply in her throat. Everyone knew if Chasey got his hands and fangs on you, you barely made it out alive and she still treasured the bit of freedom she still had. Doubling her efforts she forced herself to take him as deep as she could.

Derrick chuckled as he saw and felt her doubling her efforts in pleasing him.

"Aah what the right words can accomplish?" he sneered, as he shoved her head deep into his crotch. He kept her there as he pumped his cock in and out of her throat, ignoring the few spasms she had as he cut off her air supply.

"It's always nice to see your latest pets perform so well. She was a nice find, I'll give you credit for that. If you ever tire of her you know where to find me. But that wasn't why I came up here. I can wait a bit longer."

Derrick grunted as his face contorted and his fangs grew long. He roughly grabbed the blonde and without a care in the world he shoved her down once more, locking himself in her throat as he deposited his seed. As if the act meant nothing to him, he did pat her cheek, "Make sure not to lose a drop, you know what happens then!"

A small nod indicated the woman had understood. As his cock left her mouth, she quickly started sucking and licking it clean, heading the warning she was given.

""Now what was it you wanted to discuss with me?"

"I ran into an interesting individual tonight. It seems our plans to branch out might finally get started. He got called away on pack business but he should be back tomorrow or day after. He quickly figured out this place is a huge cover up and he didn't flinch a single time. He is gonna talk to his Alpha and strongly advise that this might be a nice set up for their own area," Chasey explained.

"You didn't tell him anything right?"

"Of course not, he just took his own conclusions and I just fueled them a little. I did however warn him for your little pet here. She's very submissive to you, but she's also gotten quite possessive. Maybe you should loan her to me for a few days, to teach her some manners, or rather un-teach some," Chasey spoke hopefully.

"Maybe, but not right away, as long as she's got some spunk left in her, I don't mind putting her in her place. Ain't that so, Dolores?" Derrick directed at the blond now kneeled next to him, head bowed, hands folded behind her back.

"Yes, boss, anything you say boss," she whispered defiantly.

"See what I mean? I haven't found much this little pet isn't willing to do. She still amuses me a great deal." Derrick then focused on Chasey, "So how do you think we should go about setting this little venture up?"

"I hinted that when he comes back there might be a special treat for him. But he declined, claiming he had a special need his pack provided for him. It must be something special if he's not willing to share. He understood perfectly what I hinted at and didn't want that. It sparked my curiosity."

"Have something ready, just in case. This might be the chance we've been waiting for. We could do with a fresh area to expand into. Things here are getting old and boring."

Dolores stiffened at those words, thinking that those included her. No matter how deprived the things were she that did for him or he demanded or forced her to do, she wasn't willing to give up her precious spot for the next skank in line. She knew a vampire and a wolf never got into contact much and it was rather by accident she'd gotten to know Derrick. He'd seemed nice although a little dominant at first.

Her wolf had howled happily that for the first time in ages there was another being that would and could subdue them. He wasn't their mate, but he provided a lot for what both craved. In return, her possessiveness about him became common knowledge. She couldn't prevent him from bedding or raping others, however, she did make sure that other woman wouldn't approach him out of their own accord.

It looked like he agreed with that silent agreement. In the short few weeks she had been here she wiggled her way into his inner circle of confidants and right now he never hid anything from her.

With a bit of fear in her eye, she dared looking up at him and gauge his intent.

Derrick only smiled down at her then raised an eyebrow at her defiance.

Dolores lowered her head quickly and murmured, "Sorry."

"I'm not replacing you, my pet, for now. So don't worry your little pretty head over that." Turning back to Chasey Derrick went on, "Just have everything ready for multiple scenarios, even the bad ones. It does sound like an opportune thing but we don't want to get in this blind. When he does come back, have him followed. And do find out which pack he's from. There are a few that won't sway either way and I don't want to get involved with them!"

"No worries, I already have a few things in place and he's already got a tail on him. He's staying at a local four star hotel. He hasn't left yet but he probably has to if he needs to get in touch with his pack. He doesn't sound to be from around here."

"Ok, I'll leave this up to you. Just make sure to keep me up-to-date with any change. I have an initiation to go to now," Derrick said, with much joy in his voice.

Dolores cringed. This was the only thing she disliked the most and cursed silently that she got herself in this position. But she also craved the attention and prestige she got.

Once a week, he had one of the initiates rape and kill a woman. Only when they did everything he told them too, no matter how vile it was, did he let them join his operations. If they proved to be loyal, he turned them after a few months, not many got to that stage but plenty of his former "girlfriends" had wished they'd never met him. None of them made it out alive. There was a rumor of one girl, but she disappeared and when she tried to ask Rupert about it he growled and snapped at her, quickly stopping her attempts.

It only told her something more sinister had happened and the outcome certainly wasn't what they wanted it to be. Derrick had forced her to watch these events and they made her stomach turn each and every time. But still, her drive to feel important still outweighed her need to want to stay alive. She was meant to be top bitch and even with everything she had to endure, she had that spot now. She wasn't planning on giving that up so soon.

Dolores kept quiet and hoped that Derrick wasn't in a frisky mood and would let her go for the remainder of the night and sate his urges on other woman during the initiation. Her hopes were crushed as she heard his next words.

"Go get yourself freshened up pet, put on something skimpy and oh so revealing. Maybe we can make it a double showing then. I'm sure you'd love that, don't you?" Derrick challenged her.

"Anything you say," she answered, but inwardly she already detested every second that was to come.

Giving away her best performance so far, she demurely stood up, bowed to both men and tried not to hurry but saunter her way out. Once the door was closed behind her she let out her breath and cursed. She was sinking deeper each week and finally she was dreading what Derrick had in store for her. She didn't mind his dominant and aggressive nature, deep down she craved that part. Just as she craved the position she was in.

But the conversation this evening and the implications that weren't said out loud, told her things were starting to move to another level. A level she wasn't sure she could cope with. She had tried to give a "reasonable" explanation to the killings, that those girls weren't worth anything, that if they were stronger bitches they would survive.

Little did she know, these girls were always drugged before they had to "perform", they simply didn't have a chance to gain any kind of advantage.

She stood there for a few seconds more, before she got herself together and squared her shoulders and went to the hidden penthouse to do what Derrick had told her. Being a were herself, had helped getting over the fact that it didn't matter for Derrick where he was and with whom he was, If he wanted his dick sucked or stuffed in one of her other body cavities, she complied. She had learned to shut the rest out and to do as told. Despite all the bad things that surrounded him, he did have a dick that made her see stars if he took his time.

After her quick shower, she didn't bother covering up in a towel. Going through her dresses and underwear she settled for a tiny black leather corset. It would leave her breasts out in the open, but that was what he wanted. She put on a tiny silk thong, knowing very well it would be shredded off her body before anything even happened. To finish the outfit she put a see through black baby doll on the bed.

And now she had to wait until he came to collect her. He loved to inspect her outfit before going to the barn. This was the same reason why she hadn't put on the baby doll. He wasn't a patient man and he'd only rip it from her thin frame in a heartbeat.

Dolores paced the bedroom. Maybe she should think about getting out of here. After tonight, it was starting to look like things were moving in a direction that went way above her pretty little head. She wanted to stay alive at all costs.

The door shutting behind her broke her gazing stare out the window. The heavy footsteps announced Derrick's arrival and automatically she made a 360 degree turn so he could inspect her.

"That's nice," he spoke softly as he stopped behind her. "If you're good tonight, I might let you move in with me." His arm had snaked around her as his other hand cupped a bare breast and toyed with her nipple. "But before we go, my pet, I haven't had dinner yet. I'm hungry for something special which only you provide." With that said he pierced her nipple with an extended nail.

Turning her around Dolores saw his fangs had dropped and he latched on to her bleeding nipple. She felt them penetrate her soft skin and, wanting this or not, the alluring toxic mingled in her blood and she could feel shivers traveling all through her body centering at the apex of her thighs. Derrick didn't do this often, but when he did she was putty in his hands. His bite was addicting and could make you cum in a heartbeat.

Derrick stood up and licked his blood covered lips.

"I knew there was a reason I keep you around. Your blood is like the ambrosia to Gods. Get that cleaned up and meet me in my car. It's a longer drive than usual so put on a warm coat this once."

Not giving her a second glance, he turned his back to her and left his bedroom.

His words barely registered, as Dolores composed herself after this intense orgasm.

Baby doll: check.

Coat: check.

Get to the car: getting there.