Trail of Clothing

***WARNING*** Sexy Times

Alpha Zayne Steele

He sat up and downed his beer, getting up and wanting something stronger. He needed to wash away these thoughts.

He poured himself a drink on the rocks and sat back on his chair. As he leaned back, a hand rested casually on his knee that was high as he propped it on a big stone next to his chair and his drink in his other hand.

Leandra swayed her waist back and forth, did her belly dance tricks, and she glanced at Zayne finally. She smiled quickly at him, then returned to eyeing the wolf from before.

Zayne's eyebrows knit together, and he took another sip. Soon he glanced around, trying to distract himself and get his eyes off of Leandra, when he made eye contact with Sacha, and there she was, ogling him.

"Uhh." His features morphed into one of disgust, and he looked away. Eyes finding Leandra once more, his blonde-haired beauty.

Ok, hold up, what? He shook the thought away but continued looking at Leandra's every move as she continued to play hot and cold with Zayne.

And that seemed to be working to her benefit. She knew exactly what she was doing and had to give it to Sacha. Because of Sacha, she already knew which roads not to take. Leandra was, after all, thankful to Sacha in a way.

Nevertheless, the dance was soon over as the music stopped, and there was a resounding round of applause for the ladies, "Give it up for the unmated she-wolves of our community, fellas. Hope you took note tonight!" MC Yara shouted and made a light joke.

"Ok, members, it is time to visit the Pyres of your loved ones and let us bid them goodbye and have safe travel.

"Hey, want to go grab something to eat?" Mekhi asks Zayne, shaking him out of his thoughts about which wolf Leandra was watching.

Upon seeing Zayne's intense stare, "dude, what is going on with you? Always tense, tense, relax Zayne, have some fun, lighten up, hey I see even Leandra is looking mighty fine tonight, eh eh." Mekhi says and nudges him twice.

Mekhi's assumptions were off about Zayne's intense stare. However, he chose to leave it like that, but that does not mean Zayne would not take Mekhi's advice, "you know what, you are right. Maybe I should loosen up?"

Mekhi's eyes went wide in excitement, "Yeah? You serious, dude?"

Zayne shrugged.

"Yo, this is awesome, you should, and you know what, since you always say you don't want to mess with someone from this pack. Leandra is the perfect one for you tonight, buddy. Just saying." Mekhi's hands were in surrender with that annoying smirk plastered on his face.

"Besides, Leandra had said that I should relax and have some fun, and that is exactly what I intend to do," Zayne said with a smirk of his own.

"Leandra said, huh? Ok, I see you, bud, do ya thang!"

Zayne pretended like he was thinking it over when, in reality, he had already made up his mind. He did not know what would happen or if anything would even happen.

All he knew then was that Leandra was looking good, and she was not from this pack, so maybe a fling would be nice. He can release some of this stress he has been harboring.

Release some good ole tension.

Zayne eventually shrugs again and then says, "Let us just eat first, huh? Then we will see what the night brings."

It was now almost midnight. Members who had lost someone were gathered around the Pyres as they burned. The rest of the members were spread out in various tents getting something to eat or at the bar tent, grabbing a drink.

Some members were even dancing around to the music the DJ was playing.

Mekhi and Zayne got their eats and made their way back to their sitting area. Their plates were stacked with meat, corn, mashed potatoes, and pie, the works.

After their meals, Sacha sauntered back to them, grabbed Mekhi, and strolled off, heading into the packhouse.

Zayne suddenly, alone, downs his beer and is about to get up when he hears, "Don't tell me you are heading in already?" Leandra smiles mischievously, then adds...

"Grandpa."

Rolling his eyes, Zayne, now standing at his full height, looks down at her, lifting an eyebrow. He said and shrugged, "Nothing left to do here."

"Ok, so are you going to do something boring, like, ooh I know, I know, let me guess this one. Go for a swim or a run?"

"Although," caressing her chin with her forefinger and thumb, she continued, "a swim right now is actually thrilling, so not too bad of an idea now, eh, grandpa." Leandra giggled like a maniac but soon...

"Now you little... Zayne had reached out to grab Leandra. He did not know what he would have done if he had caught her, but all Zayne knew at that moment was that he wanted to touch her soft skin.

He wanted to shove his fat cock in that hot and spicy mouth of hers and show her just who grandpa really was.

She squeals and runs, making her way towards the forest, and Zayne smiles almost wickedly, ok she-wolf. Game on.

He took off behind her. Upon reaching the tree line, he stops and removes his square tips and shirt, but he leaves on his bottoms and a vest.

This time Leandra had slowed, and she turned to face him, backed back, and teased, "can you keep up, grandpa?" She lifted her sheer dress, revealing smooth lean legs.

Zayne was getting wild with the thoughts and ideas that fought to stand out in his mind.

"How about I leave a trail of clothing for you to find me because I doubt you would keep up."

She then turns and sprints deeper into the woods. Zayne follows her, giving chase. He runs and runs then, getting fed up and wanting this to be over so he can sink into her.

He shifts into his wolf form, ripping off his vest and undergarments.

Aragorn was not too excited about this chase. Leandra was not his mate, but he understood that Zayne had no intentions of marrying her. This is simply fun and pleasure. We have needs.

He pursued her nonetheless, quickly catching up to a piece of her garment on the forest bed. It was her sheer gown. He sniffed and let her scent invade his senses.

She was heading towards the lake. Nice, Zayne thought.

He then thought about her sexy body and that red number she had on below. His mouth watered at the thought of laying eyes on her body and having his way with her.

He soon took off again and ran for about a minute before catching up to her. He tripped her with his forefoot, and she fell on the forest bed.

Aragorn went on top of her, pressed his forefeet down on her, and growled for her to stay.

"Oh, so beautiful she purred, and her hands reached up to touch Aragorn's face when Aragorn gave Zayne control, not wanting Leandra's hands to touch his fur. 'Only our mate can touch our fur.' Aragorn grumbles before disappearing into the back of Zayne's mind.

Her hands landed on Zayne's face as she stared at him in surprise because of the change. "Upset that it is me and not my wolf," he teased.

"Don't matter to me, wolf, human. You are still a grandpa." She quipped.

They were both panting, breathing heavily from the excitement and adrenaline of the chase.

Then Leandra locked her legs behind Zayne's knees, and she pulled him down.

Zayne stared at her like a starved man, no starved beast, and he didn't think. Instead, he allowed himself some freedom. He allowed himself, this time, to have a little fun and excitement.

He smashed his lips into Leandra's waiting, ready and perky lips. Goddess, that pout of hers. He hungrily ravished her mouth, and she feverishly kissed him back.

Leandra wantonly rocked her hips upwards into Zayne as if she couldn't wait to feel him, wanting him to fill her right now, this instant, and no playing around.

Soon Zayne realized he, surprisingly, was already hard. Leandra's heart raced in anticipation of experiencing his thick meat inside of her. Did she reach this far this quickly with him?