I Dated a Mob Wolf, page 15
The chef eased the plate away and slid a soapy rag in front of her. “Are you always that hungry, Miss?”
She wiped her hands and face, and the fabric was taken away and washed.
“No. That’s new. I mean, I have done something similar to a roast beef, but no bones.” She shrugged and chuckled. “Every day is something new. I think the little one is about to have a growth spurt. I dread the later months when it is putting on pounds in a month.”
Etgar was staring at her, and there was a dreamy expression in his eyes.
She looked at him, and she knew that expression. “I thought that the stripping of the carcass would freak you out.”
He shook his head slowly, his tail wagging. “Nope.”
She swallowed. “Did you finish your work today?”
He nodded slowly. “Yup.”
“Uh-huh. So...”
He scooped her up, and they left the kitchen, back to his office. He whispered, “I have to send a message.”
He set her on the edge of the desk while he typed a quick message, then he pushed his tablet away and leaned her back on the wood. “I have been having this fantasy for five years.”
She shivered, and he stepped between her thighs. “But with me without a face.”
He nodded. “Yes, that as well. I imagined your eyes a thousand different shades, but the green... the green suits you.”
“Good. It is what I have.”
He chuckled. “There are alphas in the world who would kill for a woman like you.”
“Are there? I know of three women of a similar physiology to me, but they all hire escorts, not the other way around.”
He paused. “Really?”
“Sure.”
“I thought that those with omega traits were docile and passive.”
She grinned. “Who has time for that sort of thing nowadays? I am afraid that you will have to be content with me being both aggressive and domestic.”
“That is a sexy combination, but I am afraid that my kitchen is taken. You will have to keep your hands busy with me.”
He kissed her, and she moaned softly when he put an arm around her back and pressed her to his chest. She stroked her fingers through his fur, caressing and bunching her fingers as she moved them along his head and neck.
“Your teeth are out.”
She blinked and asked, “Are they?”
He nuzzled her neck, leaving his neck open. “Do you want to drink?”
“Uh, I don’t really have good control over that right now.” Her focus on speaking kept the lisp from manifesting.
He loosened his tie, undid his cuff, and rolled his sleeve back. She could see the veins under the tighter fur around his forearm, and she drooled.
She swallowed, and he offered her his arm. “Go ahead.”
She shook her head, lips pressed together.
He grinned and used the nail of his right hand to scratch lightly against the skin. She lunged forward and clamped down, shuddering.
“I asked a friend who has a drinker for a wife, and he said that if they are careful and creative, she will get hot every time she sees you.” He slid his hand up her skirt.
She rolled her eyes at him and sniffed.
“Why, thank you, precious. I get hot when I scent you, too. But, yes, this is locker room talk. So, he said that if I do this every time you drink, the thought of biting me will get you wet.”
She snorted and kept drinking, her jaw and throat working.
“He also said that if I needed to break your grip, I should just...” He slid his finger between his forearm and the corner of her mouth.
He hissed when her teeth lengthened in his flesh.
She chuckled and opened her mouth. “Your friend was mithtaken. Juth athk.”
He touched her lip and raised it. “When did that happen?”
“Juth now.” They started retracting. “When you tried to pry me free, they got truculent... and longer.”
He looked at his arm. “Did you heal it?”
“Of course. I would never leave you pierced.”
Etgar smiled. “What a delightful image?”
“What is?”
“You, pierced, by me.”
“Uh... how... exactly. I am not really into body mods.” She bit her lip.
“Good. I am not into shoving metal through you either. I like your body in exactly this configuration, though you could add some roundness here.” He pressed a hand to her belly.
“Give me a few months.”
He grinned and leaned in to kiss her. “Thanks for healing me after you drank. You are very polite for a bloodsucker.”
She kissed him back. “Be nice, or that is the only thing I will be sucking for a very long time.”
“How is it that you are evolving into this now?”
“I have heard a hypothesis that it is practice with a complimentary active that gains the evolution. Since actives have a hard time matching up, it makes sense that since we match, we would have an effect on each other. Then, there is the pregnancy. My body has specific needs, so it is seeking to fulfill them. That includes getting sustenance from you.” She nuzzled his cheek.
“So, I am a snack?” he murmured and nuzzle her cheek in return.
“Yeah. I am trying not to think of the impulse that drives me, but there is definitely an urge to munch on you, almost like the little being inside me wants to build itself using your materials.”
He nodded. “I stand ready to assist in any way I can. Just name the part that you want to sink your teeth into, and I will offer it.”
She chuckled. “I will try and be friendly with the chosen part. Of course, if your friend wants to give you advice, who am I to throw in what works for me?”
Etgar smiled. “What works for you?”
“Seeing you. Smelling you. Feeling your touch. It all works for me. My heart beats faster, my knees weaken, and I want you inside me so very badly.” She held him and pressed her lips to his neck, his jaw, his cheekbone. “So, the only way to stop me from reacting to you is if you short out my sense of smell and blindfold me, stopping me from touching you. Take you away from me completely, and I will stop reacting.”
“Under this fur, I am blushing.”
She grinned and stroked his jaw. “It is all true. Nothing hidden.”
He gripped her inner thigh. “I think you might be telling the truth. I am humbled.”
She smiled. “I don’t think humble comes into it. The fact that I want you almost any way I can have you is not a secret.”
“I thought it was initially for the money.”
“Oh, it was. Liina’s diagnosis came through, and we knew that money would play a vital role in her treatment. You were my first date, and I was terrified. Then you hugged me, sniffed me, and you shuddered, licking my cheek. We had the quiet dinner, and then, we wrecked the bed.” She chuckled. “It made an impression.”
He chuckled. “I was afraid I was going to cum, and it would be over, and I did, but it wasn’t. You kept stroking me, rubbing yourself against me, and you took me inside you, again and again, that night, getting closer to taking the knot each time. When you left me, I nearly followed you, but instead, I booked a date for two weeks later, when you would be in heat. The next date set my blood on fire.”
“I was in heat, so I know what you mean.”
He chuckled. “I thought about you each and every day since that day. You blazed your way into my soul, and there wasn’t a thing I could do about it. I wasn’t content to leave things as they were, but I had no choice. That was the contract I had signed.”
She draped her arms around him and held him tight. “And then, I kept coming to you when I was in heat. Sorry.”
He groaned and threw his head back at the memory. “Gods. You have a knack for being in the right situation at the right time.”
She chuckled. “I was never sure if you were pleased or distressed when I came to you like that.”
He shuddered. “Both. I actually had your schedule on my calendar. I kept up dates as it got closer, so I could keep track of your scent. After the second year, I had the rhythm down. I was nearly giddy when I got the date confirmation, and I had to hold back when you left. I wanted you to stay. All of me wanted you to stay. Twice, my men had to tranq me when you were gone.”
She unbuttoned his shirt, and she murmured, “Aw, I am sorry for that. Can I make it up to you?”
He looked at her, his eyes glowing. “Make up for all the times I wanted to tie you up and whisk you out of the city so that I could keep you? I mean, the company would have come after me, and I would have gone to war with some terrifying escorts.”
“You have no idea.”
His eyes warmed further. “I do have an idea, but I also knew that you would be pissed, and that wasn’t something I was willing to risk. If I got you, it had to be forever. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you because I hurt someone you cared about.”
Her fingers kept working until his shirt was open, and she pulled the tails free of his trousers. “You are right. That would have been a mistake. Kidnapping me would have been colossally stupid and would have had me leaving you, no matter what I wanted. Denner wouldn’t have been able to rationalize your kidnapping of me with affection or need. It would have been the end. So, all in all, your patience was the best thing for us.”
He groaned as she stroked her hands over his chest. She loved the soft nap of his fur. He looked like a wolf and felt like a kitten. She couldn’t stop touching him.
“Us, I like that word.” His voice rumbled over her.
She kissed him. “I like it, too.”
She slid her arms under his shirt and held him. He leaned over and tapped something on his desk.
“Hey, you are holding me like you aren’t going to see me for a while.”
“I need to get this in. The wee one is going to be pushing us further apart. I have to get the hugging in while I can.”
“I will give you all the hugs we can manage before you get bigger, and even then, I will find a way.”
She snorted. “The baby will kick the hell out of you.”
“I know. I look forward to it. Could the drinking be a manifestation of the baby’s active status?”
Val paused. “Maybe. I mean, it could be supplementing what it wants. Oh, I hope it isn’t an early riser. Does Daycross have a training school?”
“We do. We specialize in the alphas, though. My parents started it for me so that I would not have to be put at risk far from home.”
“So, you and other pointy boys—”
“Alphas.”
“Fine. Alphas... all went to school on Daycross?”
“Yeah, the school is on the other side of the island. We have speakers, and they take us aside and teach us how to deal with mates.”
“Is that really the biggest concern that alphas have?” She raised her brows.
He was deadly serious. “Yes. Finding a mate is a basic instinct. Knowing what to do with one when you find them is key. It’s a two-month course.” He looked sly. “You said you know three women with similar physiology?”
“Yeah, but they hire their fuck buddies.” She smiled. “Dealing with pointy guys who have possessive instincts is a little much for them. They have better things to do with their time.”
“So... having an alpha join the BDC would be the best way to service these ladies?” He asked it quietly.
“Well, if they can pass the physicals, background, emotional checks, and then go through the training, I suppose.”
“So, how do they do that?”
“Uh, this is odd. Um, they apply online, and they go in for an interview.”
He nodded and looked at his desk. “Did you get that?”
She blinked, and he turned the monitor around. Five stern faces with lips twisted in amusement smiled at her.
One that had a green tinge to his skin said, “If you ever tire of the furball, I would be happy to take you for a spin, perhaps some dancing, a swim...”
The man in the upper left shook his head. “Don’t trust him. He would wait until you couldn’t touch the seabed and wrap your thighs around his neck. I would treat you like a lady and take you against the sideboard.”
She cuddled tight to Etgar and said, “I have a thing for fur. Sorry, guys. Plus, the tail is super fun.”
Etgar held her tight, and he grunted toward the men on screen. “Get your own.”
They laughed and groaned as Etgar kissed Vallu with rising heat. When Etgar opened the closure of her dress and pulled it away from her shoulders, the guys cursed, and Vallu smiled and kept kissing her mate, his lips and fur familiar and driving her heat. “Please, tell me that you have shut off the camera.”
He nodded and slid her onto his desk. “I hope so.”
Chapter Fifteen
The dress opened completely, the panties disappeared, and the bra had an accident at the end of his claws. Finally, they were together, and she held on as he savaged her and her cries got more and more intense. She screamed, he growled, and his knot set. He moved his hips until he came inside her, holding her close and biting her neck as he snarled. She whimpered and came again, her legs and arms wrapped around him.
She held him and stroked him while they waited, and he feathered her lips and cheeks with kisses.
She bumped the button on the desk, and the same faces were back on the screen. But now, they were flushed with piercing gazes.
Vallu understood immediately. “They didn’t think that I could actually take you all the way.”
“No, they were quite sure that you weren’t what I thought you were. So, I had to prove that I could identify an omega when I saw one. I mean, physically. You don’t have most of the psychological characteristics.”
She looked at him with narrowed eyes, and he winced. “I know I don’t. I worked very hard to subdue them. Training was the only way to stop the Sethir-Nin from sweeping in to demand me by treaty rights. So, we had to not be omegas. We worked out, we threw up from stress... a lot... and we learned what we could. If you can keep a high enough testosterone level, you can subdue the pheromones that will snap an alpha’s head around.”
The green guy said, “You trained to subdue your scent?”
“Oh, yeah. I only let it out when I am with Etgar. He’s mine.”
He and the others looked furious.
Vallu whispered to Etgar, “They have been depending on that to find their females, huh?”
“Their omegas. Yes.”
“There was even one woman rumoured whose parents gave her human growth hormone to zap her past her projected four-foot eight. I have no idea if it worked.”
They looked at her in horror.
“Oh, so you guys are all Sethir-Nin. Got it. Land of the alphas. Stronger, faster, smarter, and you really want a tiny little thing to protect and call your own.”
They growled, and the upper right said, “They need protecting. They want it.”
“Then, you are going to have to fucking find them, and Etgar is going cold turkey for sex for a day or so for this particular stunt.”
Etgar was silent, but when she looked up, he was bulking out. His cock widened and stretched her while he growled at her. She immediately dropped her head back, and he took her neck in his jaws. She whimpered softly, and he closed his teeth carefully on her neck. She relaxed until he carried the weight of her head and shoulders.
There were gasps and moans from the guys watching, but she whispered, “Yours.”
He relaxed his jaws and supported her. “Mine.”
She sighed and kissed his jaw. “Sorry. I will find another way to annoy Etgar. Maybe wearing sweatpants or ugly shoes.”
The beast chuffed and nuzzled her. A fluttering made it pause and rub his face against hers. “Baby.”
She nodded. “Yeah. Your baby.”
“Mine.”
“Yes. First and last. That was you.” She rubbed her cheek along his.
The guys on the screen were staring. Greeny asked, “How did you know how to do that?”
“Uh, I just did. He isn’t out of it yet, so if you want to talk to me, keep it respectful.”
“Why did you submit?”
She frowned. “He was upset. He didn’t need to be upset, but he is always a little emotional when we are tied together. My threatening to cut off sex was a little mean. Okay, it was very mean, even for a day. We are still locking together as mates. We don’t need time apart. If anything, we need a week together to get the fear of loss to recede. It has been too close a few times in the last few days.”
“How long were your heats?”
She blinked. “Four solid days.”
“How did you notify Etgar?”
“Oh, I made a note on my availability calendar, and he always had the time put aside.”
The male in question was nuzzling her neck and folding himself nearly double to lap at her breasts.
The green one asked, “Did you like it from the start?”
“Um. Yes. From the moment he held me against him, I knew that he was mine.”
The huge head lapping at the tips of her breasts made a low chuckle.
“Why did you string him along for five years?” the man on the left corner asked.
“I didn’t. I acted through the contract. He acted within the confines of the contract as well. What I wanted didn’t matter. He owed me nothing and could stop seeing me at any time. I wasn’t going to jeopardize that.”
“You couldn’t tell him who you were?”
“No. It’s against the rules. The rules are there for the escort’s protection. If he had tried to come and find me while he was under investigation, my brother would have shot him.”
Etgar started to move his hips, and the knot slid loose.
She shuddered and gasped before moaning as he kissed her and then started licking his way down her body. It was intense, and she really didn’t want an audience anymore, so she grabbed the monitor and flipped it face down.
Etgar was nearly back to himself, and he chuckled before saying a throaty, “Camera off.”
