by Jeff D Ellis
She was waiting in the living room with a come-hither look and moistened lips. He scooped her up in his arms and kissed her like there was no tomorrow. The glow of need in her brown eyes, must be a match of his own. Carefully, he carried her to the bedroom and set her on her feet next to the bed. His hands tugged at the zipper on her dress.
Chloe whispered, “Tonight is yours. Tell me what you desire.” With a shrug, her dress fell to the floor and she stepped out of it.
He slowly gazed at her from head to heels.
She smiled. “Heels on or off?”
“Leave them on for now.”
With the grace of a cat, she moved up to him. “May I undress you?”
The nod of his approval started her hands in motion unbuttoning his shirt. Fingers traced the lines of his chest as she kissed his nipples. She looked up into his eyes. He put a finger under her chin and kissed her soft lips. His tongue brushed hers as they looked each other in the eyes. After an eternity, he broke away. She looked down at the tent in his pants as if waiting for permission.
“You may continue.”
She knelt down with her tight ass balanced on her heels and removed his shoes. Mark enjoyed the view but was surprised she skipped over this belt for that. She looked up at him as her hands traced up his legs to his belt. She unfastened the buckle and the button on his pants. Raising slightly, she put her hands inside his waistband and eased his pants down over his erection to the floor.
She looked up into his eyes with her mouth at cock level, her warm breath teased its tip. “May I taste you now?”
He longed to feel her soft lips and wet mouth on his cock, but the sweet smell of her musk filled his nose and he longed to know her taste.
“You may not.”
Chloe swallowed and her tongue darted out to lick her lips. “You sure? It would be my pleasure.”
He reached down and guided her to stand, looking her in the eyes. “You haven’t earned it yet.”
A smile crossed her face, and she tilted her head down. He ran his hands along her sides following the curves of her body and felt her shiver under his touch. His hands moved back to caress her ass and suddenly grabbed on and lifted her up. She squealed and tossed her arms around his neck and legs tightly behind him.
He felt her hot breath in his ear as she whispered, “Yes.”
He carried her to the side of the bed and set her down on her back. She spread her legs wide and held them back. Mark dropped to his knees with his face between her thighs.
Tracing her bare skin, he asked, “Did you wax for me, or are you normally like this?”
“I did it for you.”
She moaned as he parted her lips with his fingers.
His tongue teased her clit as he pushed fingers into her hot wet pussy. She tasted like wild honey. Licking up along her lips and brushed across her clit again and again. Her moans grew. His fingers became wet with her honey. He probed her holes as he sucked and licked her erect nub. Her moans turned again to screams. He could tell she was getting close and let her get as close to the edge as he dared and lifted his head away.
“Noooooo!”
With a smile he thrust his hard cock into her waiting pussy.
She yelled, “Yesssss! Fuck me, Mark!”
Her tunnel was tight but slick as he drove his cock home over and over. Their hearts beat as one as he filled her body with his. He felt the quiver of her climax with his whole body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him pressed deep inside her.
“Let me taste you, I think I’ve earned it.”
With his nod of approval, she twisted and rolled him onto his back, letting go with her legs. She rode his hard pole a couple of strokes before dismounting and sliding down to plant a kiss on the tip of his cock. Tingles ran through his body forcing him to gasp. The tables were turned as he was now as much at her mercy as she had been at his. His body strained against her as she worked her magic, bring him to the edge and then would change her approach and let him cool down only enough that he didn’t come. It drove him wild with need when she took him down her throat and her soft lips brushed the base of his cock. When she finally gave him release, he was seeing stars.
As darkness closed in, he heard her faraway voice, “You taste wonderful.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
The Fight
“CHLOE, I WANT to stop by the Blackthorn training room this morning. We are bringing in the guys that had been unemployed to re-qualify to check out how the guys we are bringing back from unemployment re-qualify in combat arts.”
“You do that?”
“All of the staff that is contracted out for security work goes though different rounds of testing to show they can physically handle whatever situations the job might toss at them. Since these guys are going to be put in your Clan’s locations I felt like I wanted to make sure they could handle anything. Do you want to see them in action?”
“I would love to. I haven’t been to the gym lately. Let me get changed and you can show me around.”
“I have to warn you, there is not much gym equipment. Just some things you might find in a dojo or a place training boxers. We don’t have treadmills or weight machines.”
“Sounds great.”
Chloe came back with a gym bag dressed in leggings and a loose t-shirt.
“Looks like you’re all set, let’s go.”
“Welcome to the Pack training room, Chloe.”
Chloe walked right up to the boxing ring and smiled. “Let’s do this.”
Mark followed her to ring side and she climbed in. “Do what exactly?”
“Spar? I thought you brought me here to take me up on my offer. I didn’t put on my workout clothes for nothing!”
“I don’t want to fight you.”
“Why not? You think I’ll learn too much about you?”
One of the guys watching from the sidelines yelled, “Come on, lover boy, show her what you’re made of.”
Mark shook his head. He didn’t want to hit a woman. He looked around the room and the Pack members stopped what they were doing and watched to see what happened. He climbed into the ring. “Pack doesn’t have head gear and padding. We regenerate and know our limits.”
“I don’t need any protection from you.”
Without her customary heels she was a head shorter then him, and he must outweigh her by one hundred pounds. Her athletic build seemed frail at a time like this. “I don’t want to hurt a woman.”
Chloe smiled. “Mr. big bad wolf thinks he can hurt little old me.” She took a balanced stance. “Hit me.”
The Pack gathered around the ring watching their every move. Mark would lose a lot of face if he refused to spar with a Vampire and show her they were superior.
Mark had trained in hand-to-hand fighting and was very good at it. Not up to Sam’s level, but he had sparred with everybody in this room and had bested them all at one time or another.
Mark advanced on Chloe and made a tentative jab at her chest, which she easily dodged and slapped him on the back of the head.
“I said hit me.”
Mark feinted with his right and went for a body blow with his left, then right, then left. Each time she ducked and dodged out of the way. On his last strike, she grabbed his left hand and guided it across her body and tossed him to the ground. On the sidelines, the guys were laughing. Rolling back to his feet, his Wolf growled.
Must stay focused! Time to show her what a wolf can do.
Staying light on his feet, ready for anything. “Come and get me.”
Chloe was quick when she closed distance and he missed punching her in the face when she spun and landed a kick to his ribs.
Crap, that hurt! Stop being such a little bitch, hit her.
It was only a bruise, but it would have broken a Human’s rib. She was not pulling her punches at all.
“Good one, Chloe.”
He threw an elbow strike and made contact with her shoulder, followed by a blow to the side of her h
ead. She staggered back, but recovered quickly with a knee to the gut that he managed to dodge, but she spun and landed a roundhouse kick to the side of his head. Feeling dazed, he staggered, and she followed up with elbow strikes to his chest. Recovering, he swept her legs, and while she was off balance, he grabbed and tossed her to the mat. He dropped down onto her, straddling her with his knees. A yell went up among the Pack as he punched at her stomach, but stopped before it touched. Mark looked around the room and almost missed seeing Chloe smile at him, right before he found himself on his back with her on top of him.
Yells from the Pack became laughter and groans. This did not look good for Mark.
“Had enough, tiger?”
Mark’s Wolf was strangely quiet about her comment.
“Did you see what you needed to?”
Chloe leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “It seems like you are a better lover than a fighter, but I think we can work on both of those.”
He could feel her breasts press on his chest and her breath on his cheek. He whispered, “Maybe we should go work on the other one.”
“Get back on top to look good for the Pack.”
Mark twisted and forced Chloe to her back reversing their positions. He heard another cheer from the Pack. He stood and offered his hand and helped Chloe to her feet.
Mark announced, “I think that’s enough sparring for one day.”
Chloe glistened with sweat. “Let’s hit the showers.”
Mark helped her down from the ring and walked past the admiring eyes of the Pack. They seemed to have an improved opinion of Chloe now, but maybe a lesser one of him. He expected some of them envied the fact that she would be his mate. They didn’t have a women's locker room. On events where women in the Pack trained, men were barred from the lockers. The rest of the time it was men only. Not wanting to share the sight of her body with the Pack, Mark led her to a private office with its own shower.
“There is a shower back here you can use. I will be right back with your gym bag.”
He grabbed her bag and some clean workout clothes from his locker.
He knocked on the office door and entered. “I’m back.”
She called, “Get your ass into this shower with me!”
Mark didn’t think twice about it. He shed his clothes and joined her in the shower. She looked so beautiful as drops of water ran down across her curves. He quickly raised his eyes to hers. “I can’t believe how fast and strong you were out there. If I was Human, you would have killed me.”
She looked down. “I’m sorry, Mark. With your shifter abilities I thought you would think less of me if I didn’t go all out.” Noticing his cock getting hard, she commented “It looks like someone has the hots for badass women.”
Mark could feel the blood rush to his face and his hands quickly dropped down to cover himself.
She placed one hand on his cheek. “Hey, we’re past that stage already.” She kissed him and stroked his hard cock with her other hand. “Soon you will be all mine forever, but this will do for now.”
“Chloe, you are a hot, dirty girl.” He grabbed for the soap, but she stopped him.
“We need to finish getting all dirty first, then comes the cleaning up.”
Grabbing her ass, he pulled her close. The wet sloppy kiss sent shivers down his spine. She put her arms around his neck and jumped up with her legs wrapped behind his back. It took both arms to hold her as she lowered herself onto his hard cock. Mark let out a gasp as her warmth surrounded him. They worked in perfect rhythm with her back her against the wall providing extra support. She moaned and tossed back her head while he kissed her neck. Feeling her hot breath on his shoulder drove him wild. The water washed the sweat away as they worked at a fevered pitch, deeper and harder. Mark was astounded he had this much stamina after the beating she gave him in the ring. No sooner than that thought crossed his mind, he came to a climax and almost dropped her as his knees went weak.
Chloe laughed and they tumbled to the tile floor. “I was right before, you are a better lover than fighter.”
They sat back as the water splashed over their bodies. She scooted close and put her head on his shoulder. All the cares of the world for a moment washed away with the cleansing water.
CHAPTER NINE
Busy Day
AFTER THE TOUR of the gym, Mark went into the office to work on the project plans and Chloe went back to the house. The deliveries should be showing up at any time. Her car would also be coming today. She was curious about what it would be.
The delivery people showed up with the IKEA furniture. Two guys brought in loads of boxes and a sofa. All of the living room items matched the bedroom furniture. They’d also bought furnishings to make the second bedroom into a home office. They could always put the air mattress in there if they had company. The new leather sofa was a comfortable perch to watch everybody work. It took them around two hours to set everything up and clean up the boxes. She still had to wait for visits from the cable company and the car. The cable guy came and told her everything was ready. The house had been pre-wired so all they needed was a cable box and a cable modem. The cable modem had built-in Wi-Fi and she could start using her laptop right then on the new desk. Being productive made her feel much better, and checking her email revealed everything was good. The TV had been delivered while the cable guy was still at the house so he hooked it all up for her.
She was looking forward to the look on Mark’s face when he came back to the house and it was a home.
There was a knock at the door. Her new car had arrived. It was an electric car! A beautiful red and black BMW i3, fully loaded with a leather interior. She couldn’t believe her eyes. It was a little strange looking. The interior looked like a loft apartment. The guy spent twenty minutes telling her how it all worked and then set up a charging station in the garage. The car was so environmental! It had a range of about a hundred miles on a charge, which should be plenty for what she needed. She took it for a test drive and found it quick and fun to drive. The seating position was very similar to Mark’s SUV. The BMW moved with a silent grace; that was why Onyx had picked it for her. She’d never had anything so nice in her life.
She decided this was her best day ever, and she couldn’t wait to share it with Mark.
***
Sam greeted Mark as he walked in the door. He started working on his project plans. Sam was only going to allow him to use people he brought back in from unemployment. He wished he could have moved people from current projects; the ones that had been laid off in many cases were the guys that were not the best at their jobs.
Getting work done was hard. His mind kept going back to Chloe and the mating tomorrow. He was looking forward to being her mate as much as he would have with any girl in the Pack; she was smart, beautiful, and strong. The only thing she was missing was the ability to shift and be part of his Wolf life. Not being able to share that with her wasn’t optimal, but nothing could be done about it. Tomorrow would bring a connection he had never felt before. Since this connection was permanent and could only be made once, he was a little nervous. If anyone could make this work, it was him and Chloe. Mark had no doubt she could accomplish anything that was important to her. Mark just had to make sure he became as important as the Clan was to her. He would become the family she never dreamed of.
When he opened the garage door at home, he found a red and black car plugged into wall in the garage. What a strange car! It looked like someone left an SUV in the dryer too long and shrunk it. It had a BMW emblem on the back. At least it should be comfortable. He opened the door into house and was shocked to see it fully furnished.
Chloe ran up and tossed her hands around his neck. “Surprise!”
He kissed her. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Tell me you like it.”
“I love it! I expected to find boxes stacked everywhere waiting for me to assemble for hours.”
“I hope I didn’t take away your manly fun.”
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br /> “Not at all. I would rather have more time with you before I have to go.”
“Do we really have to do that?”
“It’s like the Human custom of not seeing the bride before the wedding.”
“They also have parties to celebrate their last night of freedom.”
“I’m sorry. I’m not getting the Wolf version of the bachelor party. I didn’t really want one, but it’s our custom. Normally we would have a night wolf run by the light of a full moon. With our timetable, we couldn’t match the lunar cycle and invite other Packs to join in. It’s going to be me spending the night at my parents’ house. Does the Clan do something special?”
“We try to avoid having weddings. It’s hard to have legal joining when we live much longer than Humans. I was surprised we bothered with a marriage license.”
“The Pack wants a paper trail since our businesses tend to be legal and taxed. I don’t know how it’s handled to hide our longer lives. Enough about that. Are you ready for tomorrow?”
“The Clan has arranged for my dress and such if that is what you’re asking. I don’t think I could ever be ready for a Pack ritual I have never seen.”
“I have seen the ritual many times, but I am nervous as well. If it’s like the ritual of bonding to an Alpha, it shouldn’t be any big deal. We just do what we’re told and we will feel our new connection. It’s like a shortened Human wedding, but normally followed by shifting to our Wolves and taking a Pack run.”
“But since I can’t shift…”
He smiled and played with her hair. “Since you can’t shift, we will go home while everybody else goes for a run.”