I dated a mob wolf, p.17

I Dated a Mob Wolf, page 17

 

I Dated a Mob Wolf
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  She eyed him warily. When he alphaed out, the first thing to go was the speech centre.

  She remembered the whine as he tried to make words when he touched her neck and asked to make the marks. She was a sucker for a sad sound. She was going to be an easy mother to manipulate.

  He opened the door, and she heard weaponry clicking and then thudding down. “Uh, hey, boss!”

  Rejik came forward and nodded. “What brings you around here this time of night?”

  “Tomorrow, as you know, Lii is coming, and apparently, as it is kickboxing day, they are going to be needing the gym.”

  “Understood, boss. We will clear it out when we go to pick the little miss up.”

  “Thank you. My sex life is depending on this going smoothly.”

  Vallu cackled.

  He looked at her and shrugged. “You are much more enthusiastic when you are happy.” His smile was evil. “You don’t even flinch when I put my finger mmmfff—”

  She clamped both of her hands across his mouth. His eyes were glinting with mischief. “Don’t say it.”

  Rejik looked at her. “Miss, are you sure that boxing is for the best? You don’t want to stress yourself.”

  “Exercise keeps me balanced. Do you have any hand wraps?”

  “We have the ones you bought today. We put the stuff on a table over there.”

  She grinned and walked over to the table, a definite sway in her hips because she knew she had an audience. She calmly started wrapping her hands. “Now, before I do this, remember that I do not spar with my niece. I just train with her.”

  The men in the space paused and watched her as she finished wrapping, flexed her fists, walked up to the speed bag, and started a heavy beat that had the suspension rig shuddering. Once the warmup was done, she walked to the heavy bag in her high heels. She took a few strikes, and the guys chuckled, and then, the room went silent as she beat the bag until it shuddered and groaned, striking it on the swaying return. She was grinning, and her fangs came out. She struck faster, kicked with her right leg in heavy strikes, and then her left. When she executed a right uppercut, the entire bag lifted off the chains and thudded to the ground.

  Her skin was glowing slightly with sweat. “So, I don’t spar with my niece, but I do train with her, and her father is aware of it.”

  The bodyguards looked at each other and then at her. She grinned. “I am just a little pregnant lady. Oh, and I am not bulletproof. And my aim sucks with weaponry.”

  They were staring at her. She undid her wraps and rolled them up, setting them next to her gloves on the table. The little pink set was next to her red ones.

  Etgar was strangely proud. “Her brother said she was a brawler, but her aim was bad.”

  She made a face. “Yeah, well, he doesn’t try and do it in heels. Well, there was that one time, but it was his bachelor party, and he was drunk.”

  The men chuckled.

  She smiled slowly. “So, where are you going for your bachelor party, Etgar? My bachelorette is going to be boring... though I do know some folks who can liven it up. Geez. Is this a small thing, or do I need a bridesmaid?” She chuckled. “Funny how I can be prepared for eighteen years plus of a child and have never given a wedding a thought.”

  He smiled. “We can go over details with Lii. I think she would get a kick out of being part of it.”

  Vallu groaned. “Yeah, that little girl has a definite plan for how the world is going to work.”

  “I like her. She takes no shit.” Etgar chuckled. “She is very old for one her age.”

  Val knew what he meant. “She tried to take care of her mom when Liina would let her. Making sure that there was as much opportunity for that as possible was my job. Those were bittersweet days.”

  “What was she like? Your sister-in-law?”

  “She was an amazing combination of sweet and scrappy. How she fell for Denner, I have no idea, but she was good for him, and he was good to her.”

  They nodded to the guys and headed for the main house.

  “What was your favourite memory of her?”

  She chuckled as they walked across the yard. “I think it was giving her the play-by-play of our first date. Her eyes got so big, and she wanted details, so I gave them to her.”

  He asked in surprise. “Isn’t it against the contract?”

  “Definitely was. But as she said, who was she going to tell? She was dying.” She chuckled. “Also, I didn’t know who you were at the time. I figured that out later.”

  “Ah. Right.”

  “The tales of my dates were our little secret, and she looked forward to them when I had a repeater or when I was in heat.”

  He sighed. “I almost scented your heat earlier today.”

  “I know. We don’t have the time for me to really indulge in the lack of self-control that I want to play with.”

  He groaned. “Soon, dear one. But, thank you for giving me criteria.”

  “Since I started my second trimester, I have been exceedingly horny. I am desperately trying not to let it affect you.”

  He stopped twenty feet from the door they had used, and he turned to her. “Why?”

  “I don’t want to disrupt your life. That wasn’t what I was after.”

  Etgar cupped the back of her head. “What were you after?”

  She sighed, and her cheeks pinked. “A little bit of you to hold and raise as my own. I never thought I would end up with the whole thing.”

  “Don’t call it a thing.” He winked.

  Her grin could not be contained. “Apologies. I did not think that a connection between us was possible. And frankly, the idea was intimidating. I am after a quiet life for the duration of the pregnancy.”

  “After that?”

  She smiled. “Did you know I can design and create fireworks? One of those short-term jobs I mentioned. I just need quiet for a bit. Babies can get used to a lot of things as long as the parents are predictable.”

  He smiled. “I like the sound of that. I am interested in becoming predictable with you.”

  He paused and picked her up. “But, for now, I believe you mentioned being exceedingly horny? I am interested in investigating that situation in detail.”

  She licked her lips as their heads were even. “What kind of detail?”

  “I want you to show me.”

  “Show... oh.” Her eyes went wide as he smiled.

  On their seventh date, he had finally let her touch and stroke him as much as she liked. When she had brought her mouth into the mix, he hadn’t been able to remain still, and it took over a year before she could manage to give him a blowjob to completion. After that, it had been a once every five or six dates thing. He just couldn’t stop himself from touching, stroking, and then sliding into her.

  She stroked the fur of his cheeks, fondled his ears, and dug her hands into the heavy fur at the back of his head. “I think I would like that.” She felt a slow trickle of honey down her thigh.

  He inhaled, and his hands tightened on her. “I think that will have to wait for another day.”

  His low rumble had a physical effect on her, and the increasing heat in her body started to call to him.

  She looked at him. “This is going to wear off, right?”

  He inhaled again. “I certainly hope not.”

  She groaned. “It’s embarrassing.”

  He chuckled and held her close as he walked back to the house. “It is amazing for my ego, and my other side simply thinks it is right and proper that you want us and your scent changes when we are around.”

  She buried her face in the side of his neck. “Still embarrassing.”

  “Have I mentioned how hot you were, boxing in a cocktail dress?”

  “That’s what does it for you?” She leaned back and stared at him as he carried her up the stairs.

  “Definitely. The look on your face was ferocious. I want to see it again.”

  She narrowed her eyes. “Perv.”

  “Oh, yeah. I have discovered all kinds of fascinations and fetishes since I have met you.”

  “Blaming me?”

  “No, you just inspire me to heights of creativity.”

  “Heights, is that why you are carrying me?”

  “I love carrying you. That way, I know where you are at all times.” He chuckled.

  Vallu stroked his head and neck until they were in the bedroom when he slowly lowered her onto the bed and looked down. “Is this a new dress?”

  She nodded and groaned internally as she saw where this was heading.

  “Did they have another one at the shop?”

  She winced. “They did. I can have it off in four seconds. Just let me up.”

  He sat back and checked his com. “You have thirty seconds to get off as much as you can.”

  She sat up and slithered out of her dress, bra, panties, and heels. She had skipped the stockings; he wasn’t usually that fussy about them anyway.

  She paused and let her hair down around her shoulders.

  She looked at him as she brushed her hair off her left shoulder. “What was my time?”

  He swallowed and pressed his lips to her neck. “Who cares?”

  Vallu laughed and let him build the heat that was never too far below the surface. Etgar was thorough, wild, and careful at the same time. She gave herself up to the fire in her blood and welcomed the wild in his.

  Her body slowly throbbed around him, squeezing the knot. She shuddered and flexed her fingers against his palms. He lifted his head and kissed her slowly. “Perfect.”

  “Hmm?” Her lips were swollen from the kisses during the frenzy, but she was already healing herself. It was just the normal aches and pains of vigorous sex, but if she didn’t have to experience them, she didn’t need to.

  “You fit me perfectly.” He smiled. “I am very glad that I followed my father’s advice and got myself a good woman.” He nipped and nuzzled. “A very good woman.”

  “Do you see your father?”

  “No, but he is due out for parole in another ninety years, so he will have to make do with photographs of the wedding.”

  “When is the wedding, by the way?” She chuckled as he rubbed his nose against hers.

  “Three weeks from now. You go for measurements on Friday, or I can have him come here tomorrow. Then, Lii can add her input.”

  “Wait, so she can see the designs, but I can’t?”

  He chuckled. “Correct.”

  “No fair. You are going to be her favourite uncle.”

  He narrowed his eyes. “I will be her only uncle.”

  “My statement still stands.” She grinned, and he swatted her butt with one huge, furry hand. His tail was wagging like a metronome.

  “If you want to play at spanking, you will have to wait until I have the baby for you to take me over your knee.”

  He paused. “You don’t mind being spanked?”

  “Five months, and you find out.” She booped his nose with the tip of her index finger.

  “Why didn’t I know that?”

  “It never came up. You were focused on getting inside me. Playing games was secondary.” She stroked his cheek and then scratched. “We have time.”

  He sighed. “I want to try everything you will let me try.”

  She snorted. “Some of the stuff you will have to trim your claws for. I know you are careful, but fingering my ass while you are inside might wreck your composure.”

  He flexed into her with a grunt. “You may have a point. Just the thought of it...”

  She shuddered as he started to rock against her again, his knot fitting her tight once again. “I think I just shot myself in the foot with that one.”

  “It’s okay; I will take care of your feet.” His shallow thrusts combined with one finger rubbing at her clit swept her away, and he was right; her feet didn’t feel a thing.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Wearing workout clothing and an oversized sweatshirt that she had stolen from Etgar’s closet, she stood and watched the vehicle containing Lii slow to a halt, and then, a grinning Rejik got out of the passenger side, and he held the door open for Lii.

  Olim brought the small backpack into the house. He was grinning.

  “Have you been talking about me?” She opened her arms.

  Lii hugged her and grinned. “Of course. They are very curious.”

  “Well, come inside, and we will call your dad.”

  “Yes, Aunty.”

  “And then, you will tell me what you told them.”

  “They just wanted to know how fast you could eat a hotdog and other stuff about food.”

  “Uh-huh. What else?”

  “They showed me some pictures of sewing machines and asked which ones you really wanted.”

  “Ah. Got it. Fine. Let’s call your dad and then get you changed. We can box, and then, maybe we can persuade Etgar to show you the horses.”

  Lii grinned. “Did you know he was wealthy when you picked him?”

  “Um. This gets into the realm of things that I will discuss with you when you are older.”

  Etgar walked out of his office, rolling up his cuffs. “I picked her. There were ten other people to choose, and I chose her.”

  It was true, but three of the others were male, and one was definitely not remotely compatible, two were water breathers, and the remainder had full dance cards.

  She smiled. “I think I was the only one who matched what he was looking for.”

  He smiled. “That, too. So, I asked to go out with her, she said yes, and here we are.”

  “So, you started to date her when I was four.”

  He blinked. “Um, yes.”

  Vallu stepped aside and called Denner. “Hey, bro. Lii is in fine form today. She is grilling him on when we started dating.”

  “Well, she is going to learn eventually.”

  “It doesn’t have to be today. Etgar and I are very happy with how things turned out.”

  “Are you, Val?”

  She smiled softly at him. “Yeah. I am.”

  He smiled. “I am glad. Not so keen on your choice, but he seems to be a better date than he was a criminal.”

  She nodded. “He is changing the direction of his business.”

  “Oh, I know. Every informant we have is spilling information on the morphing of the Daycross empire.”

  She shrugged. “Life is change if you do it right. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but always moving you through time.”

  “Thanks. That stopped my mood from dropping.”

  “I know, Den. Well, I have Lii; what time do you need her home?”

  “She needs to be home by eight, with her homework done.”

  “Aye. It will be done.”

  He nodded. “Have a nice day showing Etgar what he is getting into.”

  She grinned. “See you soon.”

  “You bet.” He smiled, and there was a twinkle in his eyes. It was nice to see him in a good mood.

  She looked to Lii and Etgar, and they were in earnest discussion about something.

  Lii looked at her. “Aunty, go and get warmed up. Uncle Etgar and I need to discuss things. I have to make sure that Dad’s calendar is clear for the wedding.”

  “Can I invite people to the wedding?”

  Etgar nodded. “We each get forty people, so you can invite whom you please. One person to stand up with you as a witness.”

  She sighed. “I really want that person to be Lii.”

  Lii beamed.

  “I thought you might. Then, select your brother as your witness and have Lii stand up with you.”

  She nodded and called Denner on her way. She asked him to be her witness and if Lii could be her bridesmaid. When she got affirmation, she grinned. It was time to go hit something while her fiancé and niece plotted against her.

  She got to the barracks, and there was one person still there. Carl. “Hey, Carl.”

  “I hope you don’t mind, Miss, but I actually am a boxer and trainer. I thought I could help.”

  She pulled Etgar’s sweatshirt off and smiled. “How much of a punch can you take?”

  He grinned. “You say that like it will land.”

  She giggled. “Challenge accepted.”

  She started to warm up, and he eyed her. “Miss, you are fitter than I imagined for an escort.”

  “Certain things in my life have been classified as workouts. The dates are one of them.”

  He laughed, and she raised her brows. “Wait. You aren’t kidding?”

  “The boss and I spent about six hours yesterday interacting. If you think that doesn’t take some physical strength, you are woefully ignorant.”

  He blinked and looked at her then in the direction of the house. “I hadn’t thought of that. He was with you frequently.”

  She smiled as she did a plank. “Yeah. He was. Is.”

  He blinked. “Right. You are now a member of our household.”

  “Yeah. I am. I guess.”

  “Welcome.”

  She paused and stood with a bounce. “Thank you. Aside from Etgar and the chef, I think you are the first to actually mean it.”

  “With you here, he is withdrawing more into less violent situations and possible arrests. We have the chance to start our own families now. It’s a relief.”

  “You say that now, but I have a lot of odd friends. The ones that can make it will be here at the wedding.”

  “Are they single?”

  “Most of them are, but under contract to BDC, they are restricted from dating.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, the only dates you should be going on are via the company to stop jealous boyfriends or girlfriends from stalking or blackmailing.”

  “Ah. Got it.”

  She grinned. “But, they are up for a single night of casual sex on occasion. Just no dating out of the mask.”

  “So, you actually didn’t know what the boss looked like when you started with him?”

  “No. I only figured it out later when I saw images of him on the news. By then, I knew his body so well that when I saw his face, it was the most beautiful thing in the world to me.” She wrapped her hands.

 

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