My hands were busy stroking her thighs. I worked my way from the outside to the milky white inner thigh. I touched her lightly setting off a flurry of... ripples in her legs and her hips undulated with my touch. I moved my hand up close to her mound teasing her along the way. She was whimpering at every touch. She wanted my hands and mouth on and in her pussy. My mouth moved over her mound and buried itself in her clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth. She gasped again with a loud moan. I nibbled. She ran her hand under the water, waiting for it to warm, and then reached for the dish soap.“Stop,” McGregor ordered, and she found herself standing still. Damn it, the more he acted the part of an Alpha, the more she found herself responding to him. He was learning to take advantage of her instincts. Not obeying one’s Alpha would be seen as a challenge, which would result in a punitive clawing in most cases. While McGregor had no claws to speak of, and was not capable of physically. Should we, uh, pay her? Or something?”“Bro, you are weird today. Watch the heroin, hey?”Maybe that’s why I felt so damn good.Christ, I was having trouble getting my zipper up on these ridiculously tight pants. I checked myself in the mirror; tight white pants, a matching white blazer with a rose on the front and no shirt, long wavy hair, and a cigarette dangling from my lips. I smoke? Of course I smoke! It’s the seventies!We drank some Wild Turkey in the green room underneath the arena, waiting. ”She quickly got dressed and brought me my heavy outerwear. I said to her, “Do you know how to shoot a gun? Cover him while I get dressed. If he moves, shoot him until he stops.”Tara had a look on her face of total hatred and loathing. “Shooting him seems too good for him,” she said as she took the gun from me.I grabbed my clothes and quickly got dressed for the weather outside.“You kids still ain’t gonna get out of here. There’s too much snow and too many trees down. I know these woods.