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Three weeks later… Meet me at the cliff in an hour. Don’t tell anyone where you’re going. That was the mindlink I got from Richard when he entered our packlands. I could tell it was just when he arrived because I felt him enter the territory through the pack mindlink. He was about fifty minutes away from the packhouse . Did he miss me as much as I missed him? Did he need me as much as I needed him? Is that why he wanted to meet me at the cliff? Would this be another heartbreaking tryst? And even if it is, it’s not like I can refuse him. He is my everything. I know that he won’t get there for a while, but I can’t help it. I leave immediately after his mindlink and head for the cliff to wait. All I’d do while I waited for him would be pacing in my rooms anyway. Might as well have a nice view while I wait, right? It seems like an eternity and the blink of an eye that I wait at the cliff, a blanket spread out underneath me, when I smell his scent of citrus and cinnamon on
Oh fuck! Richard! Baby! This feels so Goddess-damned good! I mind-link to my first mate. Obviously, my mouth is full, so there is no talking. But I still want Richard to know what he and Carl are doing to me. “That’s right, Lori. Suck my cock. You love it when I fuck your mouth, don’t you? You like Carl’s big dick inside of you? I know how amazing it feels in a tight hole. You get my cock nice and wet and you can watch me fuck him.” Richard’s hands fist in my hair, though his movements are gentle, allowing me to get comfortable with being stuffed so full at both ends. Carl, on the other hand, isn’t pulling any punches. His hands are holding on to my waist in a bruising grip. His body is slamming into me with such force that the sound of our skin smacking together fills the night air. He grunts and moans each time that he moves inside of me, his breath fanning my back with each thrust. And I love it. I love it all. “Lauren. Shit, girl. You are so tight. You feel
Three years later… I want to say that these have been three happy years. There definitely have been some happy moments. Introducing Lauren to my parents. Introducing her to the pack as the Gamma female. Seeing her joy in her job in working with the newly shifted wolves. Anniversaries. Birthdays. Dates. But there were some really difficult times, too. Our connection with Carl never fully disappeared. It had diminished quite a bit, I’m guessing from the fact that he and I had rejected each other and he had rejected Lauren. But it never fully went away. Carl went out of his way to avoid us. Early morning trainings, trips to other packs, showing up to meetings right on time and leaving immediately after so that there was no chit chat. He tried to act like we weren’t even there. Everyone noticed. They seemed to think that Carl didn’t like Lauren, since he stopped even talking to me after she arrived. Clara and Jared especially were upset about it and tried anything t
That time with Carl was the best of my entire life. Though we could not act as mates would in front of others, we were friends. We joked. We laughed. We touched casually. And at night, all three of us were together. We never say it. We never tell each other that we love each other. But it is there. In every look. Every kiss. Every caress. But the act of saying the words…I think it would make it even harder for us to give each other up. We tell Christine everything. How my males found out that they were mates. How Richard and I met. How Carl and I met. And how I have yet to reject him. She pleads with me to reject him before they mate each other. Not because she thinks that he won’t follow through with the mating. He has given his word and Carl is nothing if not true to his oath. No, my friend wishes to save me the pain. I appreciate it. Truly I do. But Carl and Richard are everything to me. They are the other parts of my soul. I will not reject him no mat
21 years later… “How much was passed down from generation to generation of leadership about Selene’s mates? I know that Charlie, Zak, Xander, and Devin did not know of this, but once an entirely new leadership is inducted, what is told to them?” Oracle Lucille asks. Zak asked for a meeting with all of the old and the new leadership, along with Oracle Lucille and her oracle-in-training. I had assumed to talk about what would likely happen in a war with Blue Crescent, but this conversation isn’t starting off in the way I would have assumed if that was the case. Jared looks at all of us, confused. “You mean the lore about her mating not only Pan, but a human? I mean, we were told the story, but…it’s just a tale. It’s not real.” The Oracle just stares at him, as if he is a stupid child who was given the answer, but is too dimwitted to see what was right in front of him. “It can’t be real,” Lauren says. “That would mean that mate trios are…” Her thought fades into vapor, but sh
I look back and forth between Richard and Carl. Carl’s eyes have completely bled their beautiful cerulean color indicating his lust, but his expression is so earnest. Richard, on the other hand, is trying his hardest not to laugh. And I can’t help but agree with Richard. I also can’t hold in my laughter as it spills out of my mouth, right into Carl’s face. Richard’s laughter joins mine, causing Carl to look embarrassed and a bit abashed. “Right.” Carl tries to move me off of his lap and I can tell that he’s trying to leave. I grab his face in my hands and lean into him. “Baby, no! No! We’re not laughing like that.” Carl stops moving, his eyes searching mine with desperation and a glimmer of hope. Richard nuzzles into his neck and I let his face go so that they can look at each other. “No, my love. We were laughing that you even had to ask. How could you not know that we would want you?” Carl’s entire face crumples, tears streaking down his face. “I was so af
I follow my mates up the stairs, unable to keep my hands off of Carl. He chuckles and looks back at me as I run my hands along his ass and over the planes of his back following closely behind him. Lauren looks back at us to see what’s going on, joy plain in her face. She races ahead of us to the bed and I can’t help but wrap Carl up in my arms and kiss him while standing in the doorway. Carl moans loudly, pushing me into the door jamb. His hands glide over my body, grabbing my ass in his hands and pulling me into him. Our kiss is hot, intense, and mind blowing. I fist my hand in his hair to keep his lips on mine, the other rolling and pinching his nipple. One of his hands moves to the front of my body, cupping my balls and rolling them in his hand before moving up to stroke my already erect cock. I groan against his mouth before he pulls away to kiss down my neck, to the spot where his matemark will go. His mouth sucks at the skin, making me glad that I’m pressed against th
Is it possible to be anxious, overwhelmed, and bored out your mind at the same time? If not, I think I might have just created a new phenomenon. My mother, sister Coraline, and I are all at the seamstresses as we figure out my wardrobe for the week following my birthday up to the day I ascend as beta of our pack. In two days, I will turn 21, the age when wolves gain their Goddess gift and have the ability to find their mate. But, because I’m the daughter and eldest pup of the pack beta, I will also begin my journey to ascend to my position. In our pack, Gibbous Moon, the four wolves ascending to leadership have to pass seven trials in order to prove that we are prepared for our roles. As we progress through the trials, our clothing changes to reflect our journey from being a pack wolf to an instrument of the Goddess for our pack. For the first trial, we must prove our understanding of pack lore, wearing white. Second is judgment, adorned in a light gray. Third is, oddly enou