Jericho (The Strong Pack)

by Crystal Dawn

  The next morning I hurt all over. Jer didn’t look much better. I hoped we didn’t have any important decisions to make. My brain was in a fog and his didn’t seem to be any better. He led me downstairs to the kitchen where breakfast was already cooked. We fixed our plates sitting down to eat. There was a crowd in both the kitchen and the dining room. I found that I knew several of his pack mates. It made things more comfortable for me. We finished eating, but hung around in the living room until the alpha called us into the meeting room. All his betas were there this time, not one was missing. He said, “I’ve already received emails from the council and from Blake. I’ve also received one from Seymour Elliot. We’ll start with him. He says Tabitha Jane North is his promised mate. He threatens anyone who attempts to keep her from him. T.J., what do you say?”

  “We dated briefly. When it was over he wanted to hang on. The council got involved telling him to leave me alone. No one knew I was back here so he didn’t find me. I believe he had an informant on the council.” I told them.

  “The next email is Blake’s. He says his only interest is to see T.J. happy and cared for. He says Ariel will expect to hear from her soon. I think a phone call should do. Last but not least, the council says if T.J. is a willing mate, they will accept the mating. Any concerns?”

  “Will we be attacked by Seymour?” His hunter asked.

  “Not if he has a shred of intelligence.” Alpha replied.

  “When will she turn?” His judge asked.

  “The estimate is a week.” The alpha replied

  After a little more discussion, Jer and I left. The alpha and his betas had more pack business to handle. I asked Jer to take me to Tabby’s so I could check on things. After that I thought we could stay at my house for the night. I hoped he would like my house because it was more private for a newly mated couple. Newly mated. I guess I was giving in to destiny. My new mate was simply too hard to fight. Jer packed a bag so we could head out. Sandy was at the bar working. She smiled as she looked at the claiming mark on my neck. Jer looked proud of himself like he expected praise since the mark was large and noticeable. My mark on him was not nearly as eye catching. If I changed, I could always work on it. I checked the thermostat because the bar seemed hot suddenly. It was on seventy five which was fine. We went up to the apartment and I decided to call Ariel. She could tell me what to expect. After I spoke to her the sudden heat made sense. She said she was surprised Jer hadn’t noticed yet. I wondered how long it would take him. We locked the door so we could head to my house. The house was a nice, but would he like it?

  We pulled into the driveway and I looked at it impartially. It sat on a double corner lot. It had nice stretches of grass with pretty flowerbeds and bush borders. The house had a gold tin roof and had native stone exterior. It had a large oak entry door with a stained glass window in it. The house had large windows that let in a lot of light. I opened the door to wood floors and antique furniture. He followed me in so I took him to the bedroom first. I had a lovely king sized sleigh bed. I know I wondered why Jer had a bed like that, but I bought mine off a cousin who was desperate to find a home for it. She was going into the military so she decided to get rid of everything. The bed had been in the family for several generations so her mom said it had to stay in the family. I loved it at first sight. Jer dropped his bag by the bed and I showed him the dining room, kitchen, other bedrooms, bathrooms, and the laundry room.

  “Nice house you have here.”

  “I like it.”

  “Mm. What else do you like?”

  I decided to show him. It was time this house saw a little action. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt before sliding it off his shoulders. I slid my fingers over his small nipples eliciting a lovely moan from him. I moved my mouth over one then tongued it before I sucked it into my mouth. He groaned like he was in pain, but I knew better. I moved my mouth to his other nipple so it wouldn’t feel left out. I started working my way down even as my hands undid his jeans. I slid them down his hips with his underwear. I moved my mouth back to his belly button and then followed the trail of lightly scattered hair down. I gripped his long, thick cock in my hands as I licked the head like a sucker. The drop of pre cum had been tasty so I wanted more. I dropped my hands to cup his balls as I licked him from hilt to tip several times. He moaned enthusiastically as he whispered, “Yeah, oh yeah. Suck it, Baby.” So I did.

  He was so large my mouth hurt as I stretched it to accommodate his girth. I sank it deep into my mouth barely able to hold back a gag. I relaxed and sank it deeper each time. The boy had a monster between his legs. It amazed me when I took the time to think about it that it actually fit inside me, but it did. He was so excited I felt him tremble. I took him all the way in but it was difficult. My teeth lightly scraped his full length though he seemed to like it. I just couldn’t prevent it. One of my hands was still playing with his balls while the other helped me steady his cock at the base and stroke it. He was writhing and talking to me as I concentrated my attention on his impressive appendage. I could tell he wouldn’t last much longer. His sounds were getting louder and he was trying to increase my speed by pulling my head down as he arched up into me. His level of excitement was so great, you would think he’d never had a blowjob. He was close, so close now that I expected to taste his delicious essence. He was thrashing about and quite loud in his instructions. “Oh, fuck yeah. That’s it, Baby. Oh, my Goddess I’m fucking coming. Oh, shit!, Damn! T..J…Oh fucking shit! T.J.T.J.T.J.T.J.! Yeah!” I could feel his cum sliding down the back of my throat. It was so thick and there was so much I almost choked. He jerked and had spasms calling my name over and over.

  He got it all out, but continued to twitch every time I touched him. “Baby, stop that. You know I’ll get even with you.” I wanted to stop, but the devil made me do it. I was fascinated with the way he jerked minutes after he was done. He still spoke funny making me wonder if all that screaming had injured his throat. Yes, I was proud of the fact that I had given him a monster orgasm. It had totally knocked him for a loop leaving him lying next to me unable to resist whatever I wanted to do next. Even with me squeezing every last drop of cum out of him, his body was making more. As I stroked him, his majestic cock was already making attempts to rise to the occasion. Oh, yeah. I had more plans for him. I was just about to start on those plans when I heard an impatient knock on the door. Hoping to ignore it, I returned my attention to Jericho magnificent body. The knocking grew, if anything, louder and quicker. I pulled on a robe so I could answer the door.

  Sandy stood there looking decidedly unhappy. I rushed her in and we sat down in the living room. “What’s wrong?” I asked her wanting to get to the root of the problem.

  “Seymour is at Tabby’s looking for you. So far no one has told him anything, but eventually he’ll find you.” Sandy looked like she wanted to cry. She was a truly loyal friend.

  “What does he want?” We looked over at Jer who had just entered the room. He looked so delicious I wanted to take him to bed to lick him again.

  “T.J..” Sandy wasn’t one to waste words.

  “Well, he can’t have her. She is mine.” Jer said what we already knew. Stating the obvious seemed to make him feel better.

  “Should we go see him or stay here to avoid him?” I asked not really sure what to do. Everyone was quiet. You could almost hear the thoughts running through our minds.

  “Let’s show him you’re taken. Maybe he’ll wise up and leave. You wear my mark so he should honor that if he has any honor at all.” Jer said.

  Sandy asked, “Are you sure you know what you’re doing. You could be playing with fire.”

  Jer replied, “I feel better if we do something. I can’t just let this challenge slide. She’s my mate and he has no claim on her.”

  “So this is a macho thing?” I asked.

  Jer flushed. “Not just a macho thing. I need to do something. His reaction will tell us what to expect. I refuse to hide like a small child.”

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�Alrighty then. We’ll try this your way.” I told him. I felt the need to do something too. If it was wrong, I could blame it on Jer.

  We dressed quickly so we could go to Tabby’s with Sandy. It was late enough now that there was a small crowd. Seymour sat at a table with some of his pack. I wasn’t surprised that he wasn’t alone. He saw me as soon as I entered. He stood to come over when he saw Jer. As we got closer, he noticed the mark on my neck. His face twisted in anger and turned bright red. It was not an attractive look on him. Normally, he was a very attractive and charming guy. His hair was a little past his shoulders, straight, and nearly white. His eyes were the palest blue I had ever seen. He was just a little over six foot with broad shoulders. He was stocky, but heavily muscled. He could fight, but usually chose to have others do it for him especially if there were a chance of injury. It hadn’t taken me long to see him for the spoiled, selfish overgrown child he was. Now if only I could get rid of him.

  “What are you doing here, Seymour? Have you come to congratulate me on my mating?” I asked him pointedly.

  His eyes narrowed as he glared at me. “You are mine. You can’t belong to anyone else. Stop this foolishness and come home with me now.”

  “I am not nor have I ever been yours. We played around a little nearly a year ago. I haven’t seen you in many months. Get over it and get a life.” He raised his hand as if to strike me then thought the better of it. Jer stepped forward as if to shield me. Seymour’s men moved around him in a protective half circle. This wasn’t going well.

  “You were promised to me. He can’t have you. I will be pack alpha and you will be at my side. It is your destiny.” Seymour told me.

  “Who promised me to you?” It was the first time he had said that.

  He looked confused for a moment. “It doesn’t matter. You’re mine so come to me.”

  He sounded a little crazy. Others that were in the bar started to come to my side. Seymour was now hopelessly outnumbered. I found myself wondering what the crazy shit was going to do. I almost hoped he would try something, but he backed off. “This isn’t finished yet.” He said as he stomped off with his guards close behind him. It sounded like a line from a B movie.

  I didn‘t realize how tense I was until he was gone. At that point, my body relaxed. Sandy observed, “He still acts like he has a stick shoved up his ass.” I just shrugged. How do you answer something like that when you agree?

  Jer asked, “Is he always like that?”

  Sandy answered saving me the trouble of answering. “He was a prince charming the first time we saw him. I was jealous that he went after T.J..”

  I added, “He went out of his way to impress me. I thought it was a lot to do for a brief affair. I didn’t realize he just wanted a white wolf.” Jer nodded his understanding. I was glad he let it drop. I already felt stupid for letting Seymour draw me into his web.

  We hung out a while to have a drink then Jer said we needed to get away by ourselves for awhile. I thought he was being romantic, but it turned out I was wrong. We went up to the small apartment I had above the bar. As soon as we entered, Jer was on me.

  *****

  Jericho

  We were in the bar hanging out but I couldn’t concentrate. Her scent kept slapping me in the face. She would change soon so I shouldn’t be surprised. Her heat still caught me off guard. I needed to get her alone where I could rub my scent all over her. I needed to mark her with my mouth and with my cum. By the time we left here my scent would be so heavily mixed with hers no one would be able to separate it. Doing it would be a lot of fun for both of us as well. I pulled her to me. She didn’t fight me for once which made me feel relieved. I pulled her into my arms smelling her hot, spicy scent as I felt the heat that rolled off her crash into me. I wanted to make slow, sweet love to her but the instinctual need to mate would ride both of us hard now that she was fully immersed in her heat. I kissed her like a savage as I ripped her clothing to shreds. I would have felt bad but she did the same to my clothing. The first heat for a female in usually all consuming. In her need, the most modest she wolf can go crazy trying to relieve the painful feelings that heat forces on her.

  A dominant female anyway, my sweet T.J. was trying to control me in bed. I tsked her gently. “No, no, no, Sweetheart. I am going to fuck this heat right out of you, but I’m going to do it my way.” I pushed her on the bed falling on top of her. I slid down her body holding her down by her hips. “Right now,” I said breathing in and out with my head up against her pussy, “I am going to lick you like an all day sucker.” I felt her shiver with longing as I dipped my tongue into her honeypot. “So sweet.” I whispered after my first taste. I growled as I licked from her clit to her passage before I buried my tongue as deep as it would go in her core. She moaned and writhed under me arching to push my tongue in further. “Mm, Darlin’. Slow down, we have all night long.” She groaned in frustration wanting a quick orgasm to take the edge off her need. I refused to let her push me so I backed off just holding her immobile.

  When she stopped squirming, I began again. By the time I was through with her, she would know what it was like to be well and truly worshipped. I went back to where I had been before. I continued fucking her with my tongue. Every once in a while I slid my tongue up circling her clit. I would move back down before she could orgasm. She was in a state by the time I finally let her cum with my mouth sucking every drop of the precious juices as her body released them. I could tell she was dazed but I showed no mercy as I slid up impaling her even as the last tremors ran over her. She groaned with pleasure still out of her mind from her massive orgasm. I was going to show my lovely mate who was in charge.

  I started pumping in and out of her hot, little pussy nearly out of my mind as my wolf fought to get out. The sensations were overwhelming me as her scent wrapped around me spurring me on. I was almost all animal as I slammed into her, the sounds of flesh slapping flesh echoing through the room. I was so close, I knew she would be too. I slipped a finger to her clit to be sure I didn’t get off without her. Her movements were more frantic as she arched to meet me. I could feel her tighten around me as she went off like a rocket. She squeezed me so tight I couldn’t move. It was like a vise holding me motionless. As soon as her muscles released me I blew as well. I bucked and jerked trying to push my way in even deeper. I felt a wave of euphoria wash over me. I felt her still shaking from the after effects of her monumental orgasm. She curled into me as I started to drift off I thought we deserved a small rest.

  I woke up with my cock sunk deep into T.J.’s hot moist center. She was riding me like a rodeo rider. I could smell the suddenly intoxicating scent of her heat as it rolled off her. I was as out of control as she was as I bucked up against her burning with need to send my seed deep inside. I felt her muscles clamp around me as she moaned, her release making her jerk against me. I couldn’t hold off any longer. I screamed her name as I slammed against her pushing as deep into her as I could while my hot cum coated the walls of her channel. Goddess, I love this woman! It made me feel vulnerable because I knew she would draw those who wanted a white wolf. She had already drawn Seymour and the fact that we had mated didn’t seem to be slowing him down. I would kill him if I had to, I hoped he realized that. It might make me selfish, but he could just get another white wolf, she was the only one I wanted. I would want her even if she wasn’t a white wolf at all, even if she weren’t a wolf at all. I was certain he couldn’t say the same.

  I looked at her studying her face carefully as she slumbered. She looked angelic even though I knew she had a naughty side. Gorgeous! The word fit her perfectly. Mine! And she always would be. I slipped away to call my father. He needed to be aware of what was going on. As soon as he knew it was me he let me know he was already aware of the potential problem. He had contacted the council immediately but was getting the run around. It made no sense that the council would fail to protect a white wolf. We decided we needed to talk in person. I agreed to come to him then we said good by
e.

  I went back to my luscious mate. I sat on the edge of the bed. I could feel her temperature cooling off. She would be alright for a little while. We had a night of passionate lovemaking, but now it was time to join my father and see if T.J. would change. I had put off trying earlier because frankly, I was scared to death something would go wrong. I had rarely even seen a young untried wolf attempt a change, but in those rare instances I remembered pain was involved. I didn’t want my sweet mate to associate that pain with me. Yes, I was discovering that when it came to T.J., I was a bit of a coward.

  I told her we needed to meet my father and we both dressed. I explained to her it was time for her to attempt a morph. I could see the uncertainty in her eyes and wished that I could answer her questions. I did all that I could. “T.J., once we get back to our pack, someone will be able to answer all your questions. Everything will be alright. You’re not the first one to go through this kind of change.” I feared she would ask me about others, but mercifully she just nodded. I knew there was a chance she could die, but I refused to believe that anything would take her away from me now that I had finally found her.

  I helped her into my truck and we headed down the road to meet up with my dad and his betas. They were all waiting for us in his meeting room. An excitement buzzed in the air as everyone no doubt hoped to see their first white wolf in wolf form. White wolves had been legendary and thought lost to our race. Now we all knew they had simply been lost through mating with humans and other supernatural races until the only way to reclaim them was by putting them through the change back to wolf. Only my dad among all the wolves present, had ever seen a change undergone by a human with wolf blood. He never spoke of it giving me the impression it hadn’t gone well. Many of those who mated humans never marked them preferring a short life with them to the risks of a change. I had intended to wait much longer before taking a mate and it had never even occurred to me she might not be wolf. I had finally learned who was boss and it was fate, not me. I could only be thankful that fate had sent me a strong, beautiful, intelligent, and caring mate. Now it was my job to see to her safety and well being.