Vexing Your Mate

by Sara Spark

  “Hi!” His Prima bounced into the elevator before the doors were fully open. “Are you ok?” His Prima gave Lia a quick hug. She pulled back. “Wow! Bain like thoroughly claimed you!” Someone coughed trying to cover a laugh. Her eyes were wide as she looked Lia up and down. “He was so worried, too. But I told him the Mater had matched you, that you were his mate, and that it would all work out in the end.” She continued to chatter not noticing the confusion on Lia’s face. “He was concerned you didn’t like him, but obviously, that’s not the case!” Someone snorted again with muffled laughter. Bain drilled his eyes left and right looking for the source. They all emptied out of the elevator.

  “Uhh, Rimie, what about the party? Did everything turn out okay?”

  “Oh the party was awesome! Everyone loved the food. And the bubbles were fun, and very not breakable.” She laughed, then she sighed when she remembered something. “If only Verdant Valley hadn’t challenged Crystal Rapids to a danceoff. I mean, who thought that was a good idea?!? So we are going to have repair a few walls, oh and the room divider, thingy might be a little broken. But Rapids said they could repair the walls and Valley said they would repair the mechanism for the divider.” Trac in the meantime had gone back inside the elevator, unlatched the repair hatch in the ceiling and pulled himself up.

  Lia shook her head in confusion. “I thought the companies were called Valley Mechanical and Rapid construction?”

  “Yeah, I was talking about the clans.” Rimie waved airily. “Although come to think of it Valley promised to fix the divider, before I told their Alpha that he really needed to get a grip on his clan. His Chimera--” Rimie shook her head. “Honestly, everyone could tell Rapids won the hip hop round in the danceoff!” She paused her brows scrunched together. “Magnus, do you think Alpha Roman will change his mind about the repair? He didn’t seem happy when he stomped off and left the party after I told—“ Rimie broke off when they all heard some thumps and bumps and a “Shit!” from the elevator shaft. Then a loud smack.

  “Trac!” Rimie looked concerned and started to go to the elevator when Magnus’ arm slid around her waist, picked her up, and set her down on the far side of him.

  Keegan, walked in glanced up and then ambled back out, unconcerned. “Looks like kitty is not as agile as he used to be!” A black shadow jumped down from the ceiling of the elevator and slunk out, stopping to hiss at Keegan, who just chuckled.

  Mater! Bain was going to fucking punch the lot of them! He closed his eyes when he heard Lia screech. “Ohmygawditsacatitsaleoparditsalive!” Which might have been okay even if it did bust everyone’s eardrums, but she had made the fatal mistake of calling Trac a leopard when he was clearly a jaguar. At least, he thought it was clear, even if no one else did! The big jaguar froze in mid step on his way to Rimie. Frozen in shock. Everyone blinked at Lia in surprise.

  Bain scooped her up, mainly to get her outta reach of Trac. “It’s okay, Lia. It’s ok. It’s just Trac.”

  “Bainnnnnn…” His Prima had her hands on her hips.

  “What the hell, Bain?!?” That was his Alpha.

  “She might not be fully aware of Chimera, yet.” Bain coughed. Lia just looked at him like she was concerned for his sanity. He continued gruffly. “We’re not human. We’re shapeshifters.”

  Lia scrabbled in his arms and he had no choice but to put her down. Lia looked around at everyone. Everyone just calmly looked back at her except for the huge black cat, which was sprawled lazily on the floor, licking one of its paws. It’s tail swishing languidly in the air. “Ummm, of course you are.” She patted Bain on the arm with what she thought was a soothing motion. “Right, well, I guess I will go pack my bags—“

  “Tracker,” Rimie interrupted, “It’s show and tell time.”

  Lia turned to face the big cat that no one seemed to be concerned about. It sat up and before her eyes morphed into the kneeling figure of Tracker. The kneeling naked figure of Trac.

  “What the--? How?” Lia’s eyes shifted all over the place. “Is this a joke?”

  “No, Lia.”

  “You’re all leopards like him?” She pointed at Trac who snarled a little.

  “She doesn’t know the difference, Dreamy.” Rimie stroked his arm. “But I do!” She stroked his arm and kissed it briefly. Keegan flat out laughed.

  “No, mate. I am a buffalo. A cape buffalo. Trac is a jaguar. Magnus is a tiger.” Lia’s eyes got bigger and bigger. “Keegan is a wolf.”

  She looked around the area. “What about you, Rimie?”

  “I’m human.” Rimie said with a little smile.

  “Partly.” Magnus intoned.

  Rimie frowned up at him and turned back to Lia. She put on a high-voltage smile. “Mostly human.”

  “I don’t believe it.” Lia crossed her arms over the tshirt she was wearing. “Show me.”

  Everyone looked at each other then they all looked at Bain. Bain rubbed the back of his neck and went to walk out in the center of the room and quickly shifted to his buffalo.

  Lia took a few steps back until her back hit the wall, but she didn’t scream, so that was a good sign.

  Bain shifted back to his human form. Everyone stood in silence.

  Lia—my mate has a set of lungs on her—screeched into the silence, “Bain Bloque, you just fucked my brains out in that elevator and you didn’t want to tell me that you weren’t human?!?!” Then she stomped down the hall to the apartment and locked the door.

  Bain felt red creeping into his cheeks.

  His Prima eyed him disapprovingly. “I think this is going to require some girl talk. I’m gonna go change out of my dress, and I will be right back.” Trac started walking towards her with his hands outstretched, mechanical grease all over his palms. “One speck of dirt on this dress and you will be missing your left nut in the morning!”

  All the males covered their balls protectively. Rimie left telling her mates, “No, no, you stay with Bain and give him some advice on how to get out of the doghouse. I will be right back.”

  One day later

  Quietly, Lia opened the door in the morning, trying to keep noises to a minimum due to her hangover and almost stumbled over a mountain that was blocking the entrance of her door. A huge grey mountain.

  “Bain?!?”

  A groggy Bain rolled over and faced her. A hand rubbing across his face.

  “Mate.” He croaked.

  Less than a day ago, Rimie had told her more about Chimera, which had freaked her out and mates, which had freaked her out more. The only reason she was hanging on to her sanity and wasn’t driving down the road to find a white padded room was Rimie. That night after the elevator incident, they had started with a serious discussion and margaritas. They had ended with Lia challenging Rimie to Tequila shots and saying random crap like:

  “Buffalo. I had sex with a buffalo.” She flung back another shot.

  “Actually, I am pretty sure that you had sex with the man part of Bain.” Rimie’s lime fell on the floor as she tried to grab it, and spilled the salt over as she did. She decided the lime looked good where it was. It contrasted nicely with the wood floors.

  “He’s ruined me.” Lia said dramatically, arms thrust out to the sides.

  “Huh, ruined?” Rimie was leaning with one elbow on the table, her face slack as she stared at Lia, with fuzzy eyes.

  “I am never gonna find another guy who can fuck like that!!!”

  “Truth,” Lia said solemnly. “Once you go Chimera, baby, you won’t ever go back.” She looked around the empty apartment, peering into corners. Then crooked her finger at Lia. “Lemme tell you a sh-sh-shecret. Secret.” She cleared her throat importantly. “Gets better.” She nodded her head slowly and wisely.

  “Gets better?” Lia’s eyes were wide.

  “Sex gets even better.” Rimie brushed some of the spilled salt off her elbow. “Cause you’re mates.”

  “You lie! Not possible.”

  “Not even a smidge of a lie. The sex gets even b
etter with your mates. Er, for you, mate.” Her eyes went even more glassy-eyed and a smile crept onto her lips as she stared into the distance.

  “What is a mate?”

  “Bain’s it for you. Just like you are it for him. No one else.”

  “No one else?”

  “Everrrrr.”

  That was the last of the conversation that Lia could remember. She did vaguely remember seeing Rimie’s mates at one point in the night as they put blankets over them. She woke up to Rimie passed out on the couch next to her, and Rimie’s two mates on sleeping bags on the floor. Well that and a head that felt like an acid rock band was doing a concert in her head.

  She peered down at Bain, who had pushed the sleeping bag down as he rubbed at his face. Delicious flexing muscles drew her eyes. She had been kissing that chest just a day ago. Those big hands of his had stroked all over her body. She shivered. He was so gorgeous, muscular. Intimidating, yes, but after that first night, her uncertainty had disappeared. She never felt threatened around him. She felt protected. Needle scratch back to reality, Lia! This man lied to you! Not man. Chimera. Another species. That was kinda important information.

  “Mate, I scent you.” Bain shoved the sleeping bag down to show his impressive cock tenting his briefs. “Come here, mate. Let me pleasure you.” Bain stroked his hand along the back of her calf. His callused skin causing goosebumps to rise, and her shivers to get worse.

  “Oh, no you don’t. She stepped back. “You keep your sexy hands to yourself! And you can go ahead and put that rocket away.” She pointed to his cock as he sat up. “It is not getting launched.” She quickly moved past him towards the elevators. She could feel him behind her. Don’t look back. Don’t look back. He was too much temptation.

  “I am sorry, mate. I should have told you before. I am sorry about the elevator. I am sorry about the way you found out about Chimera. But I am not sorry about making love with you.” He paused. His breath stirring the hair on the top of her head as he stood over her at the elevator doors.

  “Oh, no, you don’t. Don’t start talking sexy, and flashing that rock hard cock and body at me. I am pissed. Wait a min—what did you say? What about the elevator?” She swung around to look up at him. Dawning understanding in her eyes. “Of course!” She smacked her head. “You planned the elevator didn’t you!” She stabbed a finger at his face. “And the soda!” She saw the knowledge flash across his face as the elevator dinged.

  Lia backed into the elevator, but held Bain back with a hand. “Oh no, you don’t. We are not riding an elevator together!”

  Bain growled, but didn’t try to push on. She watched him walk away and kick a metal trash can.

  “Fuuuuuck!” The last thing she heard as the doors closed.

  4 days later

  Bain was stripped naked sitting on the couch in the apartment. Really, are these the best ropes that Rimie could find? Whaddoes she think, I’m some wimpy Avian Chimera or something?

  He tested the ropes again that held him to the couch. He was going to have to work hard not to break them when he twitched. Resourcefully, Rimie had managed to keep Lia in town for one reason or another, giving him time to rescue this situation. Swearing that Lia would be back soon, his Alpha and Beta had strapped him down and left him with a ‘Good Luck’ about 15 minutes ago. He spent his wait time arguing with his buffalo.

  Obviously, you are desperate.

  No, shit, buffalo! You are a fucking genius! It didn’t help that she found out that I planned the elevator breakdown.

  No, she’s really pissed. His buffalo brought him back to the present with a thud.

  The door shut in the apartment and his cock shot straight up like a fucking cement pole when Lia walked into the room, jerking to a halt at the sight of him.

  “Lia, you are my mate. My mate for life. You are the only woman for me. I want to live with you for the rest of our lives. Here, there, don’t care. I just want us to be together. I am sorry I didn’t tell you immediately about the Chimeras. I was overwhelmed with”—what the hell was the next line?—“with emotion. The connection we have is a blessing from the Mater. It is precious.” He frowned trying to remember. Her scent was so delicious it was distracting. “With our soul connection, you can feel me, you can sense my emotions”—Duh! She was his mate! Of course she could sense his emotions! Why did he even have to say this?—“and…and you will be able to tell if I am lying.”—who would be stupid enough to lie to a mate?—“Please forgive me.” Rimie made him promise to say one last thing. “I was stupid.”

  Lia dropped her purse on the floor, and walked over to him. Not saying a word.

  His eyebrows creased together. “Uhhh, Lia?”

  She stood over him and he leaned his head back a little to look at her. She just stood there looking him up and down. “You haven’t said anything about love,” she said, her face inscrutable.

  Ahhhh, Rimie was right about human women. They so did not get mating! “Did you hear what I said about our connection? About being able to tell if I was lying?”

  Her eyes glittered across his face and locked with his eyes. She gave a short nod.

  “I do not ever want to fuck you again.”

  Her hands slapped over her ears. “Yeoucccch!” Her eyes squinted shut in pain.

  He cocked his head at her. “Can you hear the lie?”

  “That was painful!”

  “Yeah, cause it was the biggest fucking lie I could think of! Now, listen to me mate.” He waited till her eyes locked to his. “I love you. You are my mate. The only woman for me. Forever.”

  She stood there blinking at him for a moment. Then a smile broke over her face. Filling his heart with hope. She said softly, “I love you, too.”

  Her eyes slid up and down him. “You look hot,” she murmured.

  “Too right, I am fucking hot. I’ve been tortured by my mate for four days!”

  Then she fell to her knees and bent over, stretching her mouth wide over the head of his cock, sucking in the mushroomed head.

  Curses poured out of his mouth. “Oh, shit. Fuck. Cock. No. No. I won’t last. You’ve got me too wound up. I’m too--fuck, yes! Right there. Yes, your tongue, bunny. Your tongue! No, no. You better stop. Yeeeeessss! When you rub—ohhhhhh!” He couldn’t prevent the little thrusts of his hips as his cock tried to follow her when she pulled off. Little drops of pre-cum beaded up on the tip of his cock.

  Bain could tell the moment she saw them. Her eyes became like laser targeting, locked onto his cock. He felt a visceral punch in the gut from the pure carnal look she gave him. He tried to shift out of her way, but she followed him. Her tongue delicately swiping up the drops, then lashing back and forth across the tip. When she started pressing at the sensitive little hole with the agile tip of her tongue, curses, oaths, promises for anything she wanted started pouring out of his mouth.

  “Bunny, fuck me. Take your mate. I can’t take much more.” She was basically ignoring him and using her tongue to swipe all around his mushroomed head. “Lia, you’re gonna make me blow.” He managed to swivel his hips away from her when she went to lick him again. “Lia! Claim me!” That finally caught her attention. Her hand crept under the neckline of her dress to her shoulder. “Yes, that’s where I claimed you, mate. Now claim me!” She stood up, undid a few buttons, unzipped some things and then—

  He panted as she lowered the dress to show off a sheer red bra, showcasing her magnificent boobs. The dress dropped lower, he saw the top of a red garter belt. “Bunny!” When the dress dropped to the floor, he saw that sexy vee all naked, surrounded by creamy, cushy thighs and red satin. “Now, that’s just fucking cruel!” Suddenly, he realized-- “You’re not wearing panties?!? You went out in public with no panties!” Her hands landed on her thighs and trailed up her body until she grabbed her tits and pinched hard on her nipples. Immediately, he scented her response, and his eyes swept back down to lock onto that naked sexy pussy with her pussy fur peeking at him. All his objections evaporated.


  “Fuck me, bunny. Come claim your mate.”

  She straddled him and he felt a bead of sweat gathering on his brow and trickling down the side of his face. Wet pussy grazed his shaft as she snuggled up to him. Her ass on his thighs. Her pussy pressing his cock back to his stomach. This torture was worthy enough to be included in the 13 torments of Nemesis. Chimera’s hell.

  “Kiss me.” Her voice was husky, as she wrapped her hands around the back of his head. She had to kneel upright to meet him, but their mouths crashed together hotly, passionately. Each one determined to thoroughly taste the other. Bain felt like a sexual, nuclear reactor that was about to have a meltdown. They kissed and kissed as Lia tilted her hips and rubbed her pussy up and down his cock.

  Bain snapped his head backwards, breaking the kiss. “Now, Lia. Fucking now!”

  Quick gasps of air were the only sound as she grabbed his cock and lined him up, using the sensitive head of his to swipe across her clit a few times. He groaned and his head fell backwards. His mate was truly merciless. Then he felt her wiggling down on his cock and realized he was missing the show. His head slid inside and he felt her wet heat. His eyes almost crossed in ecstasy. She slid down a little more and then stopped with a squeak.

  “It’s ok, bunny. It’s okay.” He soothed. He was too far away. He could only use his voice. “Take your time.”

  Why the fuck would you say that? His buffalo demanded.

  “Now wiggle down a little more. That’s it. Such a sexy bunny!” With his coaxing, she finally engulfed his cock, sitting firmly on his thighs. He had lost his voice during the whole procedure. With a slow roll of her hips that was almost his undoing right there, she started a pace that was gonna make this a quick round for sure. Words came bubbling up with no order or logic.

  “Fuck, yes, bunny. That roll to the left—yes!”

  “Bain!”

  “A little faster, bunny. You’re gonna make me blow before you do.”