Jaycee had a ball planning things with Kate. She even asked her to be one of her bridesmaids for her wedding. She wanted Shelly to be the matron of honor. She was going to ask Jack's mate to be a bridesmaid. She wanted Samantha to be her flower girl and her little brother to be the ring bearer.
Jaycee looked at the invitations as she watched TV. Kate had left an hour ago because her father had called and asked her to come back to the room. Her mates hadn't called or anything. Looking at the clock, she noticed it was six in the evening.
“Well, I might as well get dressed.” Talking to herself, she stepped into the bathroom and pulled out the razor to shave her private parts. Jaycee rubbed lilac lotion on her body and then put on her outfit. She pulled out her favorite bottle of perfume and dabbed it down the front of her chest on the exposed parts and behind her ears. She pulled her skirt up and dabbed some on her mound.
She stood back, looking at herself in the mirror. She looked hot. The black leather mini skirt hugged her hips and her black halter-top only emphasized her breasts. Sitting on the toilet, she slipped on the black leather thigh boots. She put on her gold hoop earrings and a gold bracelet.
Jaycee was sitting on the chair, facing the fire, when her mates finally walked in at eight o'clock. They looked tired, and Remi had a slash across his chest. Dried blood stained his torn shirt.
She ran to him. “Are you okay?” She asked, inspecting the wound. She looked up into his eyes and saw the lust in them.
“Step back, baby. We want to see you … all of you,” he demanded. She slowly stepped back, smiling at them. They all walked around her, snarling and touching her. “You want to take her to the club in this? Are you nuts? We'll have to fight off every man there,” Mark growled, staring at Dane and Remi.
“We'll be fine. It's only for a few members tonight. It's a private party.” Remi stated. He pinched her nipple through the leather. Jaycee moaned, pushing her breast into his hand as he cupped it.
“Let's get ready. Our baby is excited. I can smell her already,” Remi growled, brushing his other hand under her dress and finding nothing underneath the skirt. “Oh, you are so bad, baby. I can't wait to punish you tonight,” he whispered in her ear, pushing two fingers into her pussy, and then pulling them out and licking his fingers as he walked towards the bathroom.
“Mark, I need you now!” Remi growled. Mark followed him, stripping off his clothes, and Dane sniffed around her some more.
“I knew this outfit would be hot, but, baby, I am going to fuck you so hard tonight that you won't be able to walk.” He dropped to his knees in front of her. He pulled her leg over his shoulder, holding her hips, as he ate her pussy. He made her come three times before he was finished. Her legs were wobbly when he stood up and walked into the bathroom as he stripped his clothes off.
Jaycee made it to the bed, plopping down on it. She was hot and she couldn't wait. She lay back, touching herself. She needed one more orgasm to hold her off. Mark and Remi walked in and caught her playing with herself. She looked into Remi's eyes and he stared down at her. Her fingers slipped into her pussy as she looked at his body. He was naked under his black leather vest and his chest muscles rippled. His legs were covered in black leather biker pants that only enhanced his muscles, and his cock stood straight, like a thick stick that had been placed inside his pants. She sucked in her breath, her eyes shooting to his.
“Stand up, Jaycee, you need to punished,” he barked, waiting for her to follow his instructions.
She slowly removed her fingers and stood on shaky legs in front of him. She lowered her head, waiting, her pussy and body trembling with anticipation.
“Turn around and bend, put your hands on the bed, and spread those legs.” His alpha voice rang out, sending fluid running down her leg. She turned, doing what he asked, and she even managed to hold in that moan that wanted to slip from her lips. Her fingers grabbed onto the blanket on the bed, scrunching it, her knuckles turning white. He flipped her skirt up, baring her ass to his view. Dane came into the room. She knew both her other mates were standing next to him.
“So, what I gave her wasn't enough. Our greedy little slut had to have more?” Dane barked, lust and passion in his voice. She felt hands on her ass gently stroking her as a stray finger slipped into her ass, but she didn't move an inch. The finger pulled out and it was replaced by something cold and much bigger. It pushed into her ass as she clamped her teeth together tight, feeling them push it all the way into her ass. When it was finally in, they left it there.
“Stand up! You will not come or remove that butt plug. We will remove it when the time is right. Now we should be going.” Remi smiled down at her, brushing her hair back from her eyes.
Remembering the wedding invitations, she ran to the desk, totally forgetting about her role tonight. She grabbed them and smiled, and turned around to hand them to her mates. They all frowned at her.
“Were you told you could move, slut?” Remi growled, stomping over to her. He grabbed her by the hair, tilting her head back, his face right up against hers. She had never seen Remi in his Master role and, boy, did it turn her on! Her body quivered with excitement.
“No, Master. I was just so excited because I wanted to show you these. Please!” she begged, staring into his eyes.
“What is so important that you would risk not being touched by your masters for the whole night?” He growled, pinching her breast with his other hand.
“Our wedding,” she whispered, her eyes rolling back. He shook her head to get her attention.
“What about our wedding, slut?” he asked. She could see he was trying to keep the smile from coming to his lips.
“I found three different invitations and wanted your help picking out the right one, Sir.” He leaned down, kissing her lips softly, and then her other mates joined them. They pulled her onto the bed, holding her in between them.
“Show us, Jaycee. What has you so excited? We have time before we go to the club?” Dane asked, cupping her cheek and staring at her. Jaycee laid the three invitations out on the bed.
“I already put all our information in them so you would see what they would look like. Kate helped me. Now if you don't want us to get married on that date, I suppose we could change it.” Jaycee looked down, not so sure now. Her stomach flipped. Was she pushing them too fast? She didn't want to seem too eager, but her heart sounded like it was going to explode out of her chest. She watched each one of her mates pick up one invitation, reading it over. Then they would switch to look at the other ones.
They put the invitations down, staring at her. Jaycee squirmed, the butt plug still in her ass.
“You want to get married on Christmas Eve at dusk?” Remi asked, rubbing her neck gently.
“I thought we could combine our wedding and the pack's Christmas party together. That way the pack can spend Christmas day with their families.” Jaycee looked behind her at Remi, who smiled.
“And?” He asked.Damn, he was going to drag it out of her.
“Well, I think it would be romantic to have the wedding at dusk with candles all lit up. We could have it by the gazebo, set up tents and heaters. We could have poinsettias all around and my colors would be red and white for Christmas.” Jaycee stared down at the invitations. her mind envisioned the surroundings and she totally forgot where she was when she heard her mates laughing. She felt her cheeks burn as she looked up into Dane's face.
“I think that sounds great and I see you have your heart set on it.” Dane smiled down at her as he looked at Remi. She turned around, looking at him.
“I have to agree, it would be perfect to have the Christmas party at the same time and then we could slip away for our honeymoon until the New Year's Eve party.” He grinned. It was totally evil.
She sucked in her breath, turning to look at Mark who also had an evil grin on his face.
“Use the top invitation, baby. It's the one you like the most,” Mark said, getting off the bed as they all did. They pulled her up,
also walking her towards the door.
“Where are we going for the honeymoon? You know we don't have to go anywhere. I know you're busy,” Jaycee asked, as they all walked out the door. They stopped, looking down at her.
“Do you think we would deny you a honeymoon? We love you, Jaycee, and we would move the moon for you if we could. As for where we're going, you'll just have to wait and see.” Remi kissed her nose, pushing her towards the elevator.
Chapter Six
Remi's gaze drifted over his mates’ bodies. To think that Blair had been the one plotting Jaycee's destruction all along still boggled his mind. The hate that had radiated from her as she died at Dane's hands had shocked them all. The men she had hired were also dead.
Jaycee squirmed, walking into the elevator. Remi smiled down at her, and reached into his pocket, pushing the button to the remote. That's when the butt plug started to pump into her. She would have fallen to her knees if he hadn't hooked his arms around her waist, holding her. His fingers reached under her halter, pulling at the ring on her nipple.
“Don't you dare come.” he whispered into her ear as he played with the remote on the elevator ride down. The elevator opened and Shelly stood there with Bo, a glazed look in her eyes, as Bo's hand in her shirt played with her nipples.
“The limo is waiting,” Bo stated, pulling Shelly with him.
Remi guided Jaycee towards the limo. He had one hand around her waist, the other still attached to her nipple, playing with it. People stared as they walked through the lobby, but he didn't care.
The men had lust in their eyes. Jaycee whimpered as Dane got in the limo and pulled her in after him, placing her on his lap. The butt plug still moved in her. She lay her head back against Dane. He placed each of her legs over his. He leaned over, inspecting her mound with his fingers.
“Nice and smooth. You did good, slave.” Remi pushed two fingers into her soaking pussy. “Oh, so wet!” he growled, raising his soaked fingers to his mouth and sucked on her juices, staring at her. For ten minutes he watched her squirm. Her fingers squeezed Dane's arms and her gaze was filled with passion.
“We're here!” Bo stated, placing a blindfold over Shelly's eyes.
Dane covered Jaycee's eyes with the blindfold. She shivered as his hands traced down her arms.
“Are you ready to play, baby?” Dane whispered into her ear.
Remi adjusted his cock and glanced around outside before she stepped out of the limo. Even though the threat was gone, something wasn't right. He sniffed the air, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Just in case, he had guards on standby. No one would get near her again.
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Jaycee heard the doors open and the cold air brushed against her naked mound. A shiver went up her spine, and it wasn't from the cold, as they helped her into the club. She could smell leather, liquor, and roasted turkey. A band played in the distance, and she could hear the shuffle of feet. Her stomach growled. She was hungry. She hadn't eaten since lunch with Kate. Remi and Dane laughed.
“I think our mate is hungry. Do you smell the turkey, and other food that was made for us? It's a celebration for us in gratitude for finding the murderers of our baby,” Remi whispered into her ear, pulling her into his arms and hugging her. “It's over, baby. We can heal now and join our life forces together.”
He led her to a chair and sat down with her on his lap, “We're going to feed you, baby, and then we'll play with our little slave.”
For the next hour her mates fed her while they sucked and played with her body. By the time they had deemed she had had enough, her body burned for release. Then she heard the shuffling of feet and the door to the club opened. Soon all was quiet except for the band and her mates. She could smell the scent of roses and candles.
“Close your eyes, baby!” Remi whispered into her ear and she closed her eyes as the blindfold was removed. “Keep them closed until we tell you to open them.” Remi picked her up, cradling her in his arms and carrying her she didn't know where. He placed her on something soft and her body sank into it. The smell of roses was stronger now. Someone slid on each side of her and was brushing her arms softly with their fingertips.
“Open your eyes, baby,” Dane whispered in one of her ears. Jaycee blinked, opening up her eyes to see candles lit all over the room, which was empty. Rose petals and roses were strung throughout the room. It was beautiful. She turned and heard the band playing a slow love song for them.
“This is beautiful. Do we have the room to ourselves?” she asked, noticing the play furniture all around the huge bed they were laying on.
“Yep, it's all ours. We're going to dance, make love, and play all night.” Remi kissed her nose, nodding at Mark who stood on the dance floor waiting. “Go to him, Jaycee. He's waiting for you.” Remi helped her up.
She walked into Mark's welcoming arms. He hugged her tight, kissing her lips hungrily. His fingers reached down, lifting her skirt up to her waist, and exposing her ass. He cupped her cheeks, nudging her butt plug with his hand as they danced. His leg pushed in between her legs, rubbing her clit and sending her body higher.
Jaycee pulled her mouth away, “Mark please!” She begged. His hand slipped in between them, releasing his cock. “Put your arms around me, baby,” he whispered, lifting her up, her legs wrapped around his waist, as his cock pushed into her pussy. He danced with the music as he made slow love to her.
Her body burned with desire and love, as her eyes rolled back into her head and his cock rubbed against her clit when he pushed into her body. He danced up to the stage laying her back onto the stage so that she stared up at the band members as Mark lifted her legs, pulling them over his shoulders and rocked her body. Jaycee closed her eyes. The thought of others watching her turned her on more.
“Open your eyes, baby. Watch them while I take you to the stars,” Mark growled, as he shoved harder into her. Her eyes flew open staring above her as the lead singer watched her, playing his guitar. She felt Mark's hands reach up and open her halter top. Her breasts were now naked for everyone's view. He pulled at the rings in her nipples, twisting them. His cock hit her clit, sending her in a long hard orgasm. Her back arched up and she screamed her release. Jaycee shook as he continued to slam into her.
He picked her back up off the stage and carried her to one of the play tables, his body still connected to hers. He pulled his cock out of her and flipped her over so her stomach was on the table. Her breasts fit into holes cut into the table. They hung free. Her feet touched the ground as he secured her hands in the cuffs on each side of the table. She watched as Dane made his way over to where she was bound to the table.
Dane stroked her ass as he stood behind her. “You were told not to come, but you did. You're a very, very naughty slut.”
Jaycee sucked in a breath as his hand came down on her, warming her cheek. Four more slaps came down on her ass cheeks, one landing on the base of the butt plug, pushing it further into her ass.
Mark came around to the front of her, lifting her head so that he could push his cock into her mouth. She sucked his cock while Dane played with the butt plug, moving it around. He slid his cock into her pussy, pushing hard into her. His cock thickened. She moaned around Mark's cock. Dane's hand came down on her ass when she sucked Mark, and Dane fucked her hard. That's when someone under the table began sucking on her breasts. She could see Remi standing in front of her watching, so she didn't know who was under the table nibbling on her breasts. Remi's eyes gleamed with lust, and of promises of things to come.
The door to the club flew open, making Jaycee jump, and release Mark's cock. Remi growled and jumped, turning to face the door. Dane slipped out of her. Mark released her arms, covering her body as a man she had never meet stormed into the room, followed by three others. They slammed the door shut. Mark and Dane growled and shifted into their beast form. The man under the table came out, also shifting, guarding her back.
“What do you want? You're not welcome here. This is a priva
te club!” Remi growled, ready to attack the man in front who was in charge. He sneered at them.
“We're here for her!” he growled, shifting into his beast, which wasn't a wolf. It was something she had never knew a man could shift into—a snake. She hated snakes.
“She killed our boss and friend. We knew we would catch her sooner or later, that her running would stop. We've waited for this and nothing will stop us.” He hissed this and his forked tongue flickered out of his mouth.
Jaycee shook with disgust. She couldn't remember killing a snake creature. The only thing she could remember was killing a man who had ran out in front of her car one day.
Mark rubbed his hand up and down her arm as he faced the threat with her other mates. That's when she saw Bo and Jack sneak up behind them in their beast form.
“I'm afraid that's not going to happen. You see, she is our mate and anyone who threatens our mate will die!” Remi growled, jumping the leader. It happened so fast she didn't know what was going on. She was shoved behind Mark and the guard as Dane, Bo, and Jack attacked the other three men. Jaycee couldn't see anything, Mark wouldn't let her. He guarded her body, but she could hear the screams and grunts as the fight continued. She didn't want to distract them, but she could help.
“Mark, I can help,” she whispered into his back. He growled at her. She knew he was telling her “no,” and to be quiet. Jaycee fidgeted. She could help, damn it! Then all was quiet when she heard the crack of a neck breaking. She heard the shuffling of feet and the door of the club opened as more men from their pack come in.
Mark turned, gathered her in his arms, and picked her up. He carried her up the stairs of the club to a private room, pushing open the door. She saw Shelly there, pacing back and forth with Belinda. They both ran to her, hugging her. Mark lowered her to the ground and kissed her cheek.
“Stay here while we clean this up,” Mark stated, walking out and then shutting the door and locking it. She sighed, looking at her friend.
“Well, this just sucks. Every time we plan something, it gets ruined. Shit! I didn't even know these freaks were after me!” Jaycee shivered, remembering their snake-shifting. “God, I hate snakes! I'm going to have nightmares for the next month,” Jaycee fumed, plopping down on the sofa and hooking up her halter top.
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