Court and Cupcakes Part 2

His smell was very inviting as well, it was a rich tobacco scent with hints of rosemary and spice. It reminded me of a nice home cooked meal; one that I could savor for days. Mate, my animal instincts were telling me; but I scoffed to myself not trusting my wolf. I was done with mates after the sorry excuse of a husband Mike was. Plus, mates would know right away if they were meant to be together, albeit my bond to Mike had not been severed all the way yet. I had felt nothing but the ache of the bond break this week. Nothing was going to tempt me to go through that again, not even a sexy as hell biker with a cute name.

After an hour and a half of running, I made my way back to the tree. I needed to head home and lock up a few things. I wouldn’t put it past Mike to try and claim some of my family valuables as his own.

The drive was uneventful back to the house. Going through things and organizing my clothing from Mike’s did not take long. After I was finished, I decided to make some cupcakes. It was about midnight and I had no desire to really sleep tonight. So I gathered all of the ingredients and set out to make some devils food cupcakes with caramel icing. After an hour, and a little extra for cleaning up, I sat down in my favorite chair in the kitchen to enjoy my snack. I made some for the lawyer as well for him to take home. The chocolate and caramel hit my tastebuds and made me feel less anxious than before.

I was never one to shy from my own cooking, and my curves showed it. I was still a healthy weight, just having extra here and there. My breasts were just over a double dee and my hips were slightly wider than my chest. My waist was a decent thirty inches. My hourglass shape had always given me a hard time finding clothing that fit and looked well on my five foot nine body- but I never really cared about that. Mike had always loved grabbing onto my hips and riding me doggy style when we first married, but that had quickly passed out of his system. Then it was just a vibrating dildo to keep me happy while he would doze off.

I sighed to myself as I looked at the clock. It was two thirty in the morning, and the lawyer with Mike was not due until eight. I decided that some sleep was better than nothing, just dealing with Mike I would need to be somewhat alert and ready. So I finished up my cupcake and headed to bed.

*****

“Hello beautiful, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting.” Teddy from the bakery picked me up, setting me on the counter next to my cash register. My bakery had closed for the evening, Teddy staying as I locked the door.

“You’re just in time.” I smiled at him and nipped at his jawline, making the wolf purr before me, he nuzzled my neck and suckled at my marking area; the skin sparking at his touch.

“All the same, I found you now; and now you are mine.” Teddy stripped me of my clothes, the bakery fading around us into a more luxurious setting with draped silks and pillows around. He took no time in caressing my body, trailing licks and bites across my skin in an intricate pattern.

“What are you doing? I’ve waited long enough for you, please fill me.” I begged, the waiting almost too much for me as I felt his member press against my inner thigh.

“Oh, my sweet little baker; I’m going to devour you like the delicacy you are.” He grinned wickedly at me, taking my knees as he leaned back and spreading them apart. Leaning down, he licked me like I was the most delectable dessert he had ever tasted.

*****

My alarm sounded shrill and loud right at seven. I rolled over and reached for my phone. My dreams had been fitful and erratic that night with the few hours of sleep I got. They were filled with Teddy from yesterday. At one point it had gotten so bad with one dream, him holding me down and devouring my pussy like it was fresh made crème brûlée, that I had to fish out my toy from the nightstand just to get myself to relax again. Making sure that the toy was back in its drawer- I got up to get a shower and to get ready. Mike and the lawyer were due soon.

I had just finished breakfast when there was a knock on the front door. Bracing myself; I went to answer it. “Sorry, Babe, I would have let myself in; but the locks were changed” Mikes five eleven frame filled the doorway. He was giving me his signature lopsided grin with his hazel eyes.