17. Chapter 11
Zach
As my dick presses into what I know is my mate, I soothe her as best I can for what's about to come.
“Good girl, look at you, so beautiful on my dick.” The magic starts to stir around us.
Mine , she's finally mine, and my wolf can't hold back any longer to claim her.
Our one true mate. Wait, am I hearing myself right?
She's our one true pack mate, our real mate.
My brothers must feel the pull as well, as I can feel their wolves losing control too.
The need to fully claim her as ours is taking over and we can no longer stop it.
My fangs protrude at the same time as theirs.
I pierce my fangs into the right side of Kay's neck, blood starts to flow out of the puncture wounds and I lap it all up, while pumping my dick against the inside of her walls.
I can't stop, I need to fully claim her as mine, to breed her.
My thrusts become even more frantic, and it only takes one more thrust before I pour my seed as deep into her center as I can.
My knot bulges up and locks us together, as cum runs down her silky thighs.
I scoop it up and carefully push my fingers up inside of her with my knot.
She moans in pure pleasure. I slowly pull my fingers out one at a time, then place them into her delectable mouth.
She takes her tongue running them through my fingers, sucking with eagerness.
“Take it all, I will be here every day filling you up.
Stuffing this sweet little pussy till you can't take anymore.” “Our mate, our true pack mate.” My brothers and I say in unison.
The crowd erupts around us to celebrate a one true mate, as a pack's true mate is almost unheard of.
“Kaylynn… You are accepted into the Sugar Society, as ours .” I tell her.
Out of the corner of my eye, a flash of clothing and finally a face, comes into focus.
You got to be fucking kidding me, we don’t need this man’s bullshit right now.
I thought he was taken care of? I quickly pull up my sweats.
Mathew grabs a blanket and spreads it over Kay.
My guess is that he can't handle everyone seeing what is ours, because my wolf can't either.
If I catch anyone looking at her after the ceremony, I will scoop each eye out with my own fingers.
That's a subtle outcome, in comparison to what Tommy would do.
This makes a laugh rumble out of me, but Kay stares daggers into my soul.
Wincing, I try to soothe everything over with her.
“Kay baby, in no way was that towards you,” I tell her before I turn back to look at our unexpected and unwanted guest, “and what do you think you're doing, Mark?” I ask him, you can hear the anger in my voice.
“I'm here to take my daughter back.” Mark responds to me.
“You don't have any say over your daughter anymore. Or do you not remember?” Tommy speaks up, before anyone else can.
“Or maybe, I need to remind you” I say, tapping my finger to my temple.
“Was it not you, Mark, that came to us for help?” Tommy adds.
Confusion settles on Kaylynn’s face. “You were running out of money. Why? Because, you gambled and drank everything you had away. But whose fault is that? You can’t blame me or my brothers for your wrong doings.
You offered your daughter up, in exchange for money.
Sold her off, to wash your hands of her. ”
Changing my direction, my brothers pull Mark to the side, forcing him down into a chair.
You don't play with the big boys and think you can get away with it.
Tommy steps up to Mark, pulling out his knife; he runs the blade up Mark's arm, stopping at his throat.
“Touch what is ours ever again, and Tommy here will play with you for breakfast.” I say.
“You gave her up, sold her off. You have no rights, or claim to her. Why don't you tell your precious girl yourself.” Tommy says in Mark’s face.
Kay's body sags, as tears fall down her round, apple-like cheeks.
Walking to her, I bend down and gently begin cupping her jaw in my palm.
I run my tongue up her face, swallowing all of her sweet and salty tears.
A groan comes out of my mouth, just as Tommy slices a surface cut to Mark's throat in more of a warning, really.
“Okay. Okay. I'll tell her.” Mark’s voice quivers.
“Daddy, is this true?” Kay asks, her voice shaky with tears.
“Go on Mark, tell her, we don't have all day.” Looking at his daughter, Mark's head drops with a sigh. “It's true. I sold you. But in no way were you ever supposed to be their true pack mate. They were supposed to just use you, and toss you to the side when they were done.”