“I talked to the Pack doctor about this. I have no wolf, so no means to recognize my mate if he walked up to me tomorrow. My scent has changed, so his wolf might not recognize me, and in any case there is no wolf to bond to. He said there is no known case like mine where the person has found their mate later.” I looked down at our hands. “I’m human now, I will fall in love and be with someone just like every other human. I’ve loved your son for years, but I couldn’t act on it. Honestly, I don’t deserve him. He’s been there for me even when I’ve pushed him away.”
“Where will you live,” Tom asked.
“I’m moving back to our house, I’ve actually been there with Aunt Remi, Marge and Mabel for a few days now getting things organized. You know my finances, I can do anything I want, but this is home. I still need to finish school and Mark still has his college. We can live there for now.”
“Good, because I don’t want to lose my baby so fast, and I want to be able to help with my grandchild.” I smiled back at her, Shelly had moved past shock and disbelief to acceptance.
“It’s getting late,” Tom said. “We will talk more on Monday; there is still a lot to go through, and I’ll start looking ahead at the tax implications of you getting married. I just want you to be sure, that’s all.”
“If it is all right with you, I’d like to keep this between the four of us until next weekend,” I said. “There’s enough drama at home with the move and dealing with my parent’s stuff.”
“I agree,” Mark said. “But, I do want to push ahead with planning. We need to figure out a location and get a block of rooms reserved while they are still available.” He gave me a quick kiss. “How about we go to dinner Monday after you’re done with my Dad and talk about it?”
I nodded. “Shelly, can you help me plan? I’d never dreamed I’d be getting married, I don’t know what I need to do.”
“Of course, dear. And call me Mom.” She got up and gave me a big hug. “I hate how things have happened, but I’m thrilled that you two are together and I’m going to be a Grandma.” She pulled back a little. “Even if it does make me feel old.”
Mark insisted on following me home to make sure I got there all right, and I protested weakly before thanking him. I drove on, thinking about him and how lucky I was to get a man like him, mullet and all. Naughty thoughts and memories went through my head as I drove on, and by the time we turned onto the road to my house I was a hot mess.
I pulled into the driveway of Zach Jenning’s house, he and his family had joined the Johnson Pack so I knew no one was around. I drove around and parked by the pole barn, turning out the lights as Mark’s car pulled up alongside. I waited until he got in, and then I attacked him.
Our lips were magnetic, they couldn’t be separated without force. I straddled his waist, my knees digging into the leather seat, and pulled my jacket off and then my shirt and sweater over my chest. I hadn’t worn a bra, so the cold air hardened my nipples immediately. He raised his hand and I pulled his shirt off too. He ran his hands up my sides and cupped my breasts before he took one in his mouth. I gasped as he pulled hard, first from the suction then with his teeth gently biting them. I was already wet, but this caused my sex to clench in anticipation.
He lowered the seat all the way back, and I unbuckled his belt and loosened his jeans. He lifted his hips as I moved to his side, and I pulled them down to his ankles. Lying back with my head on the other side, I popped my jeans open and let him pull them off. I was going to sit up, but he pushed me back with one hand while the other moved my left leg to the side. He leaned forward and buried his face in me, his tongue and lips doing unspeakable things to my pussy as he claimed it.
The windows steamed up as he sent me to the first orgasm of the night. I grabbed the back of his head, forcing him even closer as the knot exploded into bliss. When the spasms had stopped, I let him go and he sat up, a smirk on his face. “God, I love it when you come,” he said.
“My turn.” I sat up and leaned forward, my good hand grasping his rock hard shaft at the base while my mouth dropped down onto the head. I smiled as he started to moan in pleasure; moving my head up and down slowly, I used my tongue in a swirling motion to drive him wild. I moved my hand down to squeeze his balls lightly, and pushed him to the back of my mouth. I started to gag, but this time I knew what I had to do, and I had been practicing. Relaxing my throat and swallowing, I took him in farther than ever before.
“Oh fuck, Ella…” He was gripping the door with his right hand while the other was playing with my sopping cunt. “That’s not fair.”
I popped off and looked at him. “Fair hasn’t been in my life lately.” With an evil grin, I dropped back down, this time taking him all the way to the root. I extended my tongue, licking his balls as my throat massaged him. I pulled off to get a few breaths, then went deep again. He screamed my name as his cock swelled even wider and started to pulse his baby batter down my throat.
“Holy shit,” he finally said.
I sat up and kissed him deeply, the taste of my pussy juice mixing with the cum on my lips as we enjoyed the moment. I dropped a hand down and grasped his shaft again; he was still hard. “I’m so glad you’re able to recover quickly,” I said. I aimed it up and slowly lowered myself onto him, groaning in pleasure as he filled me completely. “I love feeling you inside me.”
“You have no idea,” he said. We kissed as I slowly rocked on him, using my muscles to squeeze his shaft. The pace slowly quickened until I was bouncing hard on him, the sound of my ass smacking on his thighs and the wet squooshy noises from our coupling filling the cab of the truck. He had more staying power this time, and he fucked me through another two orgasms before we came together. He pulled my hips down hard as he filled me with his man gravy, and this time it was me screaming his name. I collapsed onto him, our bodies sweaty and coated with fluids, and we held each other until we could breathe normally again.
“Glove box, I have some wet wipes,” I said as I lifted off him. I left a trail of juices behind on him and the seat, I bit my lip hoping it would come out. I knew that no matter how much I wiped, werewolf senses would know exactly what had happened here tonight.
He pulled them out, they were cold as hell but they did the job. We got dressed again, and I kissed him before sending him back to his car. “Go home,” I said. “I can make it from here.” I watched him leave, my heart missing him already.
Of course, rolling in at two AM on a Saturday night smelling like a whorehouse during Fleet Week didn’t get past the werewolves in the house. They had all stayed up for me, and were drinking coffee in the kitchen when I came through the door. I could see them sniffing, and they were trying to hold their grins back. “Fun night?” Remi asked.
“It was good. He knows about the baby, and he said he will be with me through it all. His parents know too.”
“That’s good,” Mabel said. “Now get some sleep, young lady, breakfast is at seven.”
I almost ran up the stairs, I couldn’t get away fast enough. As I was opening the door, I heard Marge laugh. “Well, that escalated quickly.”