44. Best Halloween Ever 🎃

**XANDER**

“C’mon! Lose yourself a little,” Blaize yelled into my ears.
Ever since the incident in the woods, my mind was half preoccupied with security. Even though the hunters and the guardians have assured me that they have caught no scent whatsoever, I still could not breathe easily.
“I am fine!” I glared at him as he completely disregarded the stare and went back to his insane socializing.
I was casually looking around, watching the boys get drunk to death as they roared and howled. And too often, my eyes would drag back to Maeve, enjoying her very first Halloween with a pack of shifter wolves. Although we danced our hearts out, spending quality time in each other’s company, I still could not get enough of her.
When my gaze fell on her the next time, I thought I would explode.
Maeve had taken off her black cape and sashayed around the ground in a red outfit that stopped right where thighs began. And as if it was not tantalizing enough, the sexy stocking and high heels were the death of me.
Fates, she was both the angel and the devil.
I have spent years mastering my emotions so no one else could ever control me, holy hell - Maeve seemed to defy all rules I have put up to keep myself level-headed. This female seemed to have her own rules and own games, and I was bloody losing to her. Everything fucking thing I love about her also drove me crazy to the point I was nothing but a horny jerk.
I tramped over to her, drawing her close, and whispered in her ears, “Kitten, you don’t want to rouse a wolf.”
Maybe it was the alcohol or the fact that Maeve was uncharacteristically happy. She took hold of my nape and brought her mouth to my ears as she bit the lobe. “I know how to tame the wolf.”
*Fuck*.
Until now, she was sweet and pretty. But this version of her, smoking-hot-as-hell, was something else. Something that made me love and ravage her in the same measure.
With that, she went back for another round of drinks, some more Halloween games, as I had to endure the visual torture for the night.
I watched as Blaize pranked around with the pups, playing hunter with them. On the other end of the fire, Dylan sat with his mate, curled in his lap. Sedona looked as mesmerized with him as ever.
The sight made me realize Maeve’s words, that being the leader, only I have the power to bring in the change I desired. If I was bold enough to challenge the Old Laws and spend a long time away from the pack, in a different city, we could apply some concession to Sedona as well. Or any rogue who willed to return to the pack.
*What an amazing Luna she would make one day*, my wolf praised inside my head.
The goddess surely has a plan.
It was way past the morning hour when we finally decided to haul our asses back to the pack house and retire to our bedroom.
“Thank you, Xander. Thank you so much for bringing me here,” Maeve said, latching onto my neck and kissing the neck. Seeing her happy made me incredibly ecstatic. “I can’t remember if I had so much fun on Halloween night. Ever.”
My arms found her back and rested on top of her asscheeks. “So, where’s my treat for tonight?”
Maeve feigned a surprise, gasping. “You think you deserve any mister?” A dainty palm slapped my shoulder, admonishing, “For all I know, you have been avoiding me all this time.”
The more she tried to wriggle out, I held tighter. “And who’s fault is that?”
“Definitely not mine.” She adorably pouted her lips, shrugging. “How am I supposed to know that freaky werewolf shifters have freakier laws?”
“Freaky werewolves?” Fates! I laughed, throwing my head back. “Kitten, you can single handedly take down my ego. But don’t worry, I will recover. And I will definitely have my treat one way or the way. You have teased me for the whole fucking evening!”
Just when I thought I was winning, strumming her body like the way I wanted to, Maeve rubbed her front against my chest, making me groan like an inexperienced fifteen-year-old.
“You are not wearing a bra,” I gritted out the obvious, watching her nipples hardened beneath the dress.
And this fucking dress - it mother-fucking left nothing to my imagination. Not that I have any vivid ones. When it came to Maeve, I simply preferred to explore with my touch and my mouth.
Bringing up my hands, I grabbed her breasts from over the dress and squeezed until the gasp escaped her mouth. The thought of making her squeal and scream for me satisfied the beast inside my head.
“Mhm.” She moaned and groaned, swaying back and forth, both in pain and pleasure. “Xander stop playing trick or treat with me and fuck me, dammit.”
I winked. “More like treats and tits, kitten.”
I gave her nipples a final pinch before tackling her onto the bed. All it took was one hard yank to rip the skimpy dress off her body. And the satisfaction of laying her bare was otherworldly.
The wolf howled in my head, roused in lust.
Her fingers threaded into my hair as I leaned down to suck on her globes. With my hands unoccupied, I strayed to undo my slacks. If I did not get inside her soon, I would probably die.
“Please…Xan,” that was all Maeve could slur as she watched me undress with ferocious need. Her legs spread open in the invitation as I lightly slapped her panty-clad pussy before undoing my shirt.
“I want you bare,” I rasped. “I want nothing but our skin to touch, and I want this pussy to mold to every ridge of my cock.”
“Yes,” Maeve breathed and slid down the thong-like underwear off, opening wider for my accommodation.
The look in her eyes was that of a plea - to be gentle and sweet, but the way she creamed, without even touching, made me heady with carnal lust. I have been keeping away from Maeve due to the mating pull during the full moon, and even though I was in control, I did not know if I could be gentle.
The beast inside me growled in excitement.
Bending over, I pushed the tip of my naked cock against her opening and held. “Kitten, I am apologising beforehand,” I said, my tone rougher than ever. “I am in no mood to be gentle tonight.”
Maeve’s eyes widened for a bit before I thrust into her in one hard push, savoring every bit of her piercing moan. The notion that anyone who would be passing by room or the house could hear her moan and scream beneath satisfied the animal inside my soul.
“Oh, god, Xander…” I could not tell where the pain ended, and pleasure began for her as the tightness I felt did not give away easily.
Maeve trembled under me as I slid the cock rest of the way inside her, sheathing in her warmth. Holding myself to the hilt buried deep inside her was the single greatest feeling in the world, and fates, I was in no hurry to have it end.
“Cum with me, little mate. Cum for me,”
Her pussy clenched around my girth as my eyes rolled back in my head. The feel of her wetness, the sound of smacking against her pussy lips as her passion unleashed like wildfire was all I needed to set off.
“Fuck!” I uttered through clenched teeth as the orgasm tore out of me. I have never felt anything as close to perfection as my cock pulsed inside her. Entirely spent and gasping, I slowly rolled off her body.
The air inside the room was thick was a comfortable silence and the smell of our sex. She slowly entwined her fingers in mine and rested her head on the shoulder as if needing my touch.
I did not remember how long we lay like that, smeared in each other’s juices, but it was magical.
“*I love you, too*,” Maeve finally whispered, with her eyes closed.
I have never considered myself to be anything close to being emotional, but this was the woman I have dreamed about and waited for ages. She was the woman with whom I would be spending the rest of my life, experiencing every good and wicked and having our pups. Having her love me was more than I could ever wish for.
“You are mine, Maeve. You body, heart and soul is mine,” I said, kissing her softly.
“*Best. Halloween. Ever*.” She returned my kiss, accentuating with every word.
I pulled into close to my heart. It was going to be a long night, and I could not wait to spend the rest of my life learning every inch of her body.

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***That's Chapter 44 for you all and the last of two Halloween speacials for Xander and Maeve. What are your Halloween plans this year?***