The Alpha's Mail Order Mate: A Paranormal Shifter Romance

by Jade White

  Night slid his arms around Chastity’s waist and gently tossed her onto his bed. She gasped when she landed, and the sound of her voice was so sultry she almost didn’t recognize it as her own. He was on top of her in just a few moments, grinning.

  “What’s with the smile?” asked Chastity suspiciously. She couldn’t help but laugh when he waggled his eyebrows at her.

  “Only that I must be the luckiest werewolf in existence,” he commented as his eyes roved over her body and the grin broadened. “You are absolutely beautiful.”

  “I bet you say that to all the genetic experiments you’ve been asked to propagate with,” she smirked, making Night laugh as well.

  “Oh yeah, baby, all the time,” he said, trying to sound serious. “You’re about the tenth one I’ve been in bed with at last count. Very tiring work, making sure your race doesn’t die off.”

  “Night, you’re such a liar,” she told him then. “I’ll bet you haven’t even had sex in years.”

  “And you would be right,” he said, kissing her again. “Let’s see if I can remember how.”

  Chastity giggled. “I am not a bicycle.”

  “Well, I don’t know, you’ve got two nice, big, round things right here,” he chuckled as he played with her breasts. “Hey, these aren’t wheels. What are these?”

  “Would you be a bit more serious, please?” Chastity said, trying not to laugh. “First time, remember? Do you want me to end up laughing every time I think of sex or something?”

  “Hey, that’d work,” he said. “Then I wouldn’t have to guess what you were thinking about.”

  “I am going to get out of this bed if you don’t start ravishing me,” Chastity told him.

  “You think I’m going to let you out?” he teased, pinning her down. But at the same time, he also leaned down and kissed her again, and there was no mistaking the change in his mood by the time they came up for air.

  “Mm, now that’s more like it,” Chastity told him breathlessly.

  Rather than comment, Night kissed her again instead. This time, each of his hands found a nipple, and he twirled them at a tempo similar to the one he was using with his tongue. Chastity groaned into his mouth and began to writhe under him, and Night took this as a signal to progress. He thrust his hard, eager cock against her thigh, then moved up to settle himself between her legs, still kissing her the whole time.

  Chastity gasped when she felt him against her. “Oh, that’s nice,” she whispered as he rubbed against her. “It feels that good before you ever even put it in? Damn, I didn’t know what I’ve been missing.”

  “I think you’re going to find out fairly soon, sweetheart,” he told her. “This thing is throbbing something fierce now that it knows it’s coming out of retirement.”

  “Literally,” Chastity smirked. She was still gloating over her joke when he pushed inside her, and she sucked in a breath, surprised.

  “Does it hurt?” he asked her.

  “Not exactly,” she said as she cocked her head to one side, an analytical look on her face. “Try moving a bit, Night.”

  When Night thrust into her once, she gasped again.

  “Maybe just a little,” she conceded.

  “Put your legs around my hips and hold on with them,” Night suggested. Chastity tried it, and then he pushed into her again, slipping further inside her. Chastity moaned again, and this time it was obviously not from pain. She dug her nails into Night’s back and thrust up against him, moaning again.

  Night slid a finger down between them to play with her clit, and Chastity practically exploded right away. “Wow!” she breathed, pressing her face into Night’s neck as he kept moving and rubbing. “Oh, wow!”

  “That good, huh?” he grinned as he turned his face to hers to claim her lips again briefly.

  “Don’t get a swelled head over it,” she grumbled.

  “Um, too late,” he chuckled, making her laugh as well. Then, without further ado, he set to the task of thrusting into her with much greater gusto, and Chastity responded by tightening her legs and holding on for dear life. Again and again, Night pounded into her, and she grew slick with her juices. She could feel them run down her thighs just under her butt.

  Night seemed to like her wetness very much, she noticed. He started to make little noises at the back of his throat. They almost sounded like whimpers, but with a hint of a moan as well. The moaning overtook the whimpering noises as they continued to move.

  “Yes, like that!” Chastity told him when he hit a spot that felt so good she thought she would die. “Do that. Keep doing that!”

  Then next thing she knew, Chastity came, hard. It was the first time somebody other than herself had caused it, and she was amazed how much better it felt. Silently, she vowed never to do this solo again.

  Night stiffened and cried out as he joined her in bliss. Then he pulled the blanket up around them and curled up against her back, nuzzling his nose into her hair. “Remind me to thank Julian profusely the next time I see him,” he teased her.

  “Get in line,” she replied. Exhausted from their efforts, the two of them drifted off to sleep.

  *

  When Chastity woke the next morning, she wasn’t quite sure how to act around her new lover. It wasn’t exactly something that was taught in etiquette class, and she’d never really had a mother to talk to about that sort of thing. All she’d ever really had was Julian. She sighed softly, wondering if her old pack leader would be pleased that she had so easily fallen in with his plans.

  But of course there had been the very real fact that James Nightsky was a handsome werewolf and the leader of his own pack. Such an alliance could easily have tempted her all on its own, had she not also found the man’s company extremely enjoyable.

  Night opened his eyes at her stirring sounds and smiled at her, making her blush profusely. He grinned and tugged her into his arms, then rolled over on top of her. “If it would help, we could always just do it again and make you even redder than you are right now.”

  “Stop teasing me, Night,” she protested.

  “Who said anything about teasing?” he asked in a husky voice that sent a little thrill down her spine. “If the business at hand is to make a baby, it is usually advised to do a thorough job.”

  Chastity giggled now, trying to look away from his penetrating gaze. Night caught her face and turned it back to his. He plied her with kisses until she willingly started kissing him back, and then slid his tongue into her mouth. Chastity sighed again, but this time from pleasure.

  He pressed his still-naked, rather hardened member against her womanhood, making Chastity moan softly into his mouth. Clearly not impressed by the intensity of her response, he continued to move against her until her soft sighs became uncontrolled sobs, and then he slammed inside her all in one swift motion.

  Chastity was in a frenzy of need at this point, and she groaned as she wrapped her legs around him and dragged him deeper into her desire. “Oh, yes, Night, that’s so—like that, like that!”

  Night increased the tempo, and Chastity practically squealed. His thrusts assaulted her senses with heady delight, and she wanted to return the favor, so she started to thrust upward, meeting him movement for movement. She was very pleased with the results.

  All too soon, the pair of them came, spiraling together into a blissful haze. Even though neither one wanted to come up out of it, in time they both became aware that they would have to begin their day.

  “Do you think they’d notice if we just stayed here?” Night asked with a sigh.

  “Most likely,” Chastity replied.

  “I suppose clothes are in order, then,” Night grumbled. “Come on, my unchaste Chastity.”

  She giggled at this pronouncement. She couldn’t possibly argue the point, after what they’d just been doing, could she? “You are so terrible. But I’m sure you know that.”

  “I do,” he chuckled as he pulled on a shirt. He stopped what he was doing long enough to give Chastity
a couple of kisses before he pulled the rest of his clothes on as well.

  When Night finally let go of her, Chastity was able to get dressed as well. She made short work of it, and soon the two of them stepped outside to rejoin the pack. It was obvious some of the men had been fantasizing about just how the two had spent their evening by the lascivious looks they cast in their general direction. Thankfully, nobody decided to make any comments, so Chastity was soon at her ease.

  Boris stepped over to join them. “Rick has been talking my ear off non-stop about building tree houses,” he complained. “He’s hoping you’ll send him and some of the men off on a wood-hunting run. By the way, the water wheel is already spinning, and he’s rigged some sort of collector. It’s only a matter of time before he’s thought up a way to amplify the effect.”

  “Do you think there’s enough juice yet to give it a try?”

  “There may be, but until he’s done fashioning a way to plug into it, we’re pretty much just waiting,” he said. “I guess he’s going to try to use one of the plugs you connected to the car battery and try to wire it into the collector instead. Maybe you should talk to him about the rest. He went on for hours and I kind of dozed off on him.”

  Night chuckled. “Understandable,” he replied with a nod.

  “So, did you two get any sleep last night?” he smirked, winking at Chastity.

  “Of course we did,” she answered circumspectly.

  “Hardly,” Night smirked, making her blush again.

  “Night!” she grumbled, but she couldn’t help but smirk as well. The truth was, she’d slept better wrapped in his arms than she could ever remember sleeping without them.

  “Come on, Chastity, let’s go find Rick,” he suggested innocently. “I’m sure he doesn’t care how much sleep we managed to get. He’ll talk our ears off just the same.”

  “That’s true,” she had to agree.

  Boris came along with them to the water wheel, where they found Rick knee-deep in some mud, trying to connect some wires to the outlet in question. When he saw who had stepped in, his eyes lit with interest, and he quickly abandoned his task.

  “I hear you’ve been a busy beaver,” said Night with a grin, as the man got to his feet.

  “Yes, sir,” he agreed, his manner more efficient than deferential. “I believe if my calculations are correct, you’ll be able to plug in a few cell phones by the end of the day.”

  “Even if you take a jaunt over to another abandoned town to gather some wood?” Night clarified.

  “Actually, sir, I wondered if any of the old towns might have appliances or outlets, or maybe even just light fixtures and such,” he said.

  “They might,” Night conceded. “But I’m sure the newer towns are also more likely to have people remaining. You and the men would have to be mighty careful if you decided to raid those.”

  “I understand, sir,” he agreed. “Still, we could really use the parts if they’re available. I hear you and Chastity are hoping to start a family. We wouldn’t want the little tyke to get cold, would we?”

  “Rick!” Chastity gasped. “We haven’t even made the baby, let alone waited for it to grow and get born. I’m pretty certain we’ll have all this up and running within nine months.”

  “Six,” Boris corrected her.

  “What?” she asked, shaking her head in confusion.

  “If you get pregnant, I’m supposed to begin you on some supplements that will cause your gestation time to decrease. And before you launch into a tirade, just remember what a blessing that will be once you’ve already birthed instead of having to haul around your big belly for most of the year.”

  “Oh, not you, too,” Chastity grumbled. “My belly doesn’t get huge until I’m almost done. I’m quite sure it can’t be all that bad.”

  “I’ll remember that in a few months,” Boris chuckled.

  “That’s it, I’m going to go see if the women need any help,” Chastity grumbled.

  “Actually, I think they are breaking into the fabric bolts we just brought home,” he told her. “Do you like to sew, Chastity?”

  “I love to sew,” she informed him. “I’ll see all of you later.”

  “Hey, wait, you forgot something,” Night called after her.

  Chastity turned back, confused, until he drew her into his arms. “Oh, all right, I’ll give you a kiss good-bye in front of these two, but don’t begin to think I’ll do it in front of them all.”

  *

  To keep his mind on business, Night decided he would go along with some of the other men to gather parts for their eventual tree-side condos. He knew of the perfect ex-town that had closed in the early seventies of the previous century, where there was highly likely to be plenty of outlets and light fixtures to suit their needs. He and Rick even decided to harvest other wires out of the walls of a few very old homes. One of them even had an old console television, which Rick was dying to fix up to current standards.

  “But they don’t even use antennae anymore,” Night pointed out. “How do you intend to pick up anything worthwhile on that thing?”

  “I don’t know, but it sure will be fun finding out.”

  “Fine, then you get to carry it,” said Night decisively.

  “Thanks, I will,” he replied. “Now, I’ve instructed the men to try to pry off the wood paneling on some of the walls. It may be outdated, but it sure beats looking at mismatched chunks of wood every day, right? Also, if we could snag some of the plumbing around here that would really be worth the price of admission.”

  “Why don’t you just direct them to tear down the whole town one piece at a time and call it good?” Night asked with a smirk.

  “Not the whole thing, but definitely every piece of electrical technology they can lay their hands on for now,” said Rick. “We have no idea how long it will be before somebody notices we’ve been here and tries to fence the place off, or worse, have it guarded. The sooner we can snag what we need, the better off we will be.”

  “Can’t argue with that logic,” Night agreed. “I’ll send John to fetch another group and we can just start setting this stuff at a safe distance for them to haul. That way we can more easily come back for more. Let’s see just how fast we can strip this place.”

  “Now you’re talking,” Rick said with an approving grin. “I’d even say we should do this one into the evening, but I know you don’t want to do that with the fair Chastity awaiting your return.”

  “Hey, I’m trying to distract myself,” Night grumbled. “Don’t go messing with the whole plan. Come on, let’s tear apart some of the mobile homes over there. Bet we could find plenty of paneling there.”

  “From the seventies? What else would you find?”

  Laughing as they went, the two men did exactly that. A couple hours later they had a huge stack of the stuff hauled off into the forest by one of the men, and three more times they went back in for more.

  “Well, I don’t know about your pack, but on the full moon we usually have a little celebration,” Rick said after the last time. “Maybe you’d like to share a drink with me?”

  “Well, the moon is beginning to rise, so one drink shouldn’t hurt,” Night agreed. “But not until we’re well away from here. I’m beginning to get that sixth sense sort of feeling that we ought to be on our way.”

  “Yes, I think I’ve been feeling it as well,” he agreed. “Let us call in the men and be on our way.”

  No sooner had they gathered everyone and ordered them to head into the woods, than the sound of trucks could be heard on the road. The vehicles were still a few minutes away as they went, but that didn’t make Night feel any more comfortable with the situation.

  “Everyone hurry for a few minutes, and make sure we do not leave any traces of our passing,” he instructed. “The last thing we need is for the humans to discover us now, while we are weak and undermanned. If we can pull this off, we will be strong, and we will be unseen. They’ll never think to look for a city above their hea
ds.”

  “And if they do, they will not be allowed to leave,” Rick added with a smirk. He cast Night a look, asking for confirmation of this statement.

  “Exactly,” Night agreed. “But it is my hope that such occurrences will be few and far between.”

  They met up with the other group of men as they were returning, and handed off half their burdens to them, gathering up more along the way. Not one trace of their passing was left behind. The humans would never have a clue where the missing items had gone.

  “I’ll take a taste of that drink now,” said Night when he was certain they were out of danger. “I could use it after that bit of nonsense.”

  Rick handed him a flask similar to the one Boris had shared before, and Night took a pull before he handed it back. “You men have a pretty strong batch of whiskey back home,” he told him then. “I don’t think I could handle drinking it often. Being the Alpha, I prefer to keep my wits about me.”

  “Understandable,” Rick said with a nod. “Besides, I don’t think Chastity approves of drunken behavior anyway. She’s called me to task over it more than once.”

  “You weren’t interested in her, right?”

  “Of course I was, I’m not blind or a fool,” Rick laughed. “But because I’m not a fool, I was well aware that she could never be mine. You have no worries there.”

  “Good,” he said. “I’d hate to have to kill my technical genius before we even get started.”

  Rick smirked at him and took another drink. When he offered it to Night, he shook his head.

  “I’ve got much better plans for my evening,” he said with a grin.

  “I’ll just bet you do,” Rick laughed.

  “I was thinking of challenging Chastity to a game of chess,” Night commented innocently.

  “Strip chess, winner take all,” Rick teased him, earning a playful punch in the arm. They reached town not too long afterwards and all the men set to the task of sorting and storing their booty.