Chapter 51
Chapter Fifty-One
Louis
Everyone was ecstatic that I’d brought the entire team to the pack cookout yet again, the kids especially.
They were currently playing a werewolf game called Bloodhound with Eric and Otis.
Basically, Otis and Eric were blindfolded, and they had to try to find the kids and tap them with pool noodles.
You were only allowed in a particular space, and you weren’t allowed to move.
Otis, of course, went about the game with tactical precision, sectioning the different areas and doing high and low sweeps. Eric, on the other hand, walked around swinging wildly, making the kids giggle. Every now and then, Syke and Ilyas would throw a pinecone near their feet and throw them off.
The parents were happy for the novelty, and the teens were happy for a reprieve from babysitting duties.
Hailey and I sat with Puck with sweet tea in tall glasses in front of us. Puck’s eyes caught on Hailey’s scar, and the look he gave me was stormy.
I’ll explain later. I don’t want to bring it up in front of the pack, I told him through the pack link. He inclined his head and then smiled softly at my future mate.
“I think I can guess why you are here,” he said, looking smugly satisfied. “You two had the look of bond mates when you were here last, so I figured it was only a matter of time.”
I smirked. “You’d really have put your paw in a bear trap if I said we were here for decorating advice.”
Puck laughed. “Can’t go wrong with plaid, right?”
Hailey laughed, and I snuggled her closer. “Fine, you’re right. We’d like your approval to bond.”
“Granted,” Puck replied immediately, even as Phillipa handed him a fussing toddler. He wrapped the little girl in his arms and put her over his shoulder, patting her back gently.
“You should know that our bond will come with extras. Eric, of course, and I’d like to bond him too eventually, if you approve, but they’ve also agreed to bond with Ilyas, and there’s Syke as well, obviously.”
And between me and you, Otis looks like a lonely hound staring at the moon every time he sees her, so eventually Otis too. I think it’s obvious to everyone except the two of them, I told Puck.
Puck just nodded his head, still rocking the toddler. “The more the merrier in the pack, you know that. They’ll have to pledge to come to the pack’s aid if it’s needed, but we’ll also stand by you.”
“They would anyway,” I told him, and he nodded.
“I know.” He gently bounced the fussy toddler. “But otherwise, you have my blessing. Welcome to the pack, Hailey.”
Hailey’s eyes were big and sparkling, and I wondered if she was going to cry. I traced little circles on her hip with my thumb. “Thank you,” she murmured softly. Goddess, I loved her so much.
Syke had conjured a bunch of pool noodles for the kids, and they were all chasing Otis around and whacking him with them.
She shook her head. “I promise you won’t regret it.”
Puck laughed. “I have no doubt. You better go save the minotaur before he gets taken down by the pack. Those instincts start young.”
She leaned over and kissed my cheek before running down the hill and into the fray. Instead of helping Otis, she picked up one of the smaller kids and plopped her on her shoulders so she could get a better angle.
Shaking his head, Puck chuckled, the toddler on his shoulder now asleep. That was the thing about pack alpha magic. It calmed and reassured everyone, from the youngest pack member to the oldest. “She’ll be a great mother one day,” Puck commented absently.
I shrugged. “Maybe. She isn’t sure that’s what she wants, and I don’t mind either way.
” I hesitated, but I didn’t think it was a secret.
“She had a bad childhood. Her parents were members of the preservers of humanity movement, and junkies to boot. She had a baby sister who was adopted after they died in the riots. I think the idea of raising a child brings back old hurts.” I watched as she laughed. “She would be great though.”
“What happened to her face?” Puck asked, his voice a low rumble. I told him the truncated version of what happened outside the center on solstice, and he let out a silent snarl. “Coward.”
Phillipa returned to grab her baby, and she gave my shoulder a squeeze. “Good to see you, Louie. You look happy.”
I smiled up at one of the younger pack members. We’d gone to school together, and she was married to one of my cousins. “I am.”
With another squeeze, she shifted the sleeping child into her arms and walked off to put her down on a picnic blanket in the shade.
Puck turned back to me. “There’s word going around that the humans are riled up.
The preservers of humanity movement is holding meetings again, and their numbers are increasing.
No one knows why, but rumor has it that there are creatures playing puppet master behind the scenes.
Drugs are at an all-time high, both among creatures and humans, and that the preservers of humanity movement is using the profits of creature made drugs to fund a cache of weapons. ”
“The orcs?” Orcs had been cooking meth in their shitty little labs for decades.
“Seems likely.”
“Why would orcs partner with a human hate group?”
Shaking his head, Puck leaned back in his chair. “The reason anyone does anything—power and money. Some people would get into bed with their worst enemy if it guaranteed power.” Puck reached over and squeezed my arm. “Be careful out there. Watch each other’s backs.”
* * *
Hailey’s cheeks were flushed pink from the sun and happiness as we walked back into our den that afternoon. Syke groaned, unbuttoning his pants. “How do werewolves manage to eat so many hot dogs and not explode?” he grumbled, slumping onto the couch.
“Fueling three forms,” I told him, coming to stand in front of everyone.
“I asked Puck to bond with Hailey, and by extension, the rest of you reprobates. He said yes, of course, because Hailey is amazing, but you will all have to eventually pledge to come to the pack’s aid should the need arise, and in turn, they’ll come to yours. Does anyone have any issues?”
They all shook their heads, even Syke, though bond magic wouldn’t really tie him to the pack. I smiled at my team, my friends, and soon to be family. “Amazing. In this case, I’m stealing Hailey for the rest of the night. Wear your earplugs.”
“Louis,” she hissed, and I winked at her as I scooped her up into my arms.
“If you’d rather they listen, then I’m happy with that too, sweetheart. They can hear you screaming my name over and over and over again.” I bounded up the stairs to my bedroom. “I wanted this moment to be romantic. Flowers and candles and Barry Manilow.”
“Who?” she asked as I put her down on her feet.
I pulled her close until our chests were flush together. “An old singer. Doesn’t matter.” Her lips parted slightly, and her eyes shone so brightly that it almost hurt to look at her. She was perfect. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Hailey.”
She pushed up on her toes and kissed me. I chased her lips, pressing deeper, stroking her tongue with mine. I let her own the kiss and me in return.
I bent down and lifted her into my arms, then I set her on the heavy, wooden dresser, tugging at her denim shorts and underwear until they slipped down her thighs.
She pulled her shirt off, so she was only in a bra and nothing else, looking like every wet dream I’ve ever had.
She was the perfect height for me to lean forward, push her thighs over my shoulders, and make her scream with my tongue.
She tasted fucking amazing, and I lapped at her messily for a while as she writhed against my face. I wanted her to come at least twice before we bonded, and then we would have all night to soak in our bonded bliss.
I speared my tongue inside her, nudging her clit with my nose, and she buried her hands in my hair, holding me close.
I moved my mouth up to her clit, and she held me tightly as I licked and sucked the little cheat code until she panted my name over and over.
I was never going to get tired of hearing her sweet noises.
“Please, Louie,” she begged, and I decided I wanted her on the bed, spread out beneath me like a feast.
I slid my hand between us and pushed two fingers inside her pulsing pussy. As I plunged them in and out, I sucked on her clit, and she came around my hand with so much force, I was kind of glad I had supernatural resilience.
Even as she panted through her orgasm, I lifted her from the dresser and moved her to the bed. I unclipped her bra, and every complex thought fled in that moment. She was mine.
Even as she flushed under my hungry gaze, she poked me with her toe. “You’re still fully dressed. Get naked and get down here.”
I shed my clothes insanely fast. I was probably pushing land speed records, but then I was over her, kissing her hungrily and tasting every inch of exposed skin as she explored me in return with her tongue, hands, and nails. It was messy and frantic, and we both needed it.
My cock was hard, and I flipped us so she straddled me as we kissed.
She sat up, and I stared at her boobs for an impolite amount of time.
“Fuck, you have the most amazing tits I’ve ever seen,” I murmured, curling up so I could take a stiff nipple into my mouth, sucking hard until she ground down on my cock.
All the oxygen left my lungs, and all the blood left my brain to travel south at the feeling of her wet core against the length of my dick.
I moved to the other nipple as she continued to writhe, and I was going to blow my load if I didn’t get inside her now.
“Guide me in, beautiful,” I growled, and when she pushed up on her knees and gripped my cock, I was a little worried I wouldn’t last. “Slowly, baby, slowly, fuck…”
She notched me at her entrance and leisurely took me inch by inch.
I muttered prayers to the patron saint of Viagra to keep me from blowing immediately, and when she was seated all the way on top of me, I breathed out through my nose.
“You feel so fucking good, sweetheart. You’re gripping me so tightly,” I growled, and when she moved, we both moaned.
“Ride me, Hailey, take what you want from me.”
“Louis,” she whispered, and I bucked up inside her, making her release a high-pitched whine. She ground against my cock, bouncing up and down, and she was something fucking else. I was going to come just from watching her pretty tits bounce as she slid up and down my shaft.
I used one hand to help her move, but I brought the other around to brush against her clit. I needed her to get there sooner rather than later, because otherwise I wasn’t going to hold back. The idea of blowing inside her was literally making my balls pull up tight. Fuck.
I worked her clit, and I could feel her tensing around me. Her head was thrown back, her lips were parted, and she looked like a goddess. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel you come around my cock,” I crooned, and it worked.
Gritting my teeth, I tried not to black out as she fluttered intensely around me. It went on and on and on, and there was no fucking way I was going to be able to hold back.
Each second felt like an hour of torture until she slumped down on my chest. I tilted her chin up and kissed her with a hunger that was terrifying. How would I ever get enough of her? I could devote my life to making her come and still not get enough.
“You’ve got one more for me, don’t you?” I murmured against her lips, and she gave me a rough, “Yes.”
I slid her off my hard cock, making us both moan, and rolled her onto her stomach, tugging her hips. I held her perfect ass in my hands, presented so beautifully, and then watched as I slid back inside her warm, wet pussy.
“Fuck…” I rasped, my eyes closing as she panted. “I’m not going to last, Hails. When I come, I’m going to bite this delectable ass and bond you. I have to shift into my werewolf form to do it, so I might feel a little bigger inside you, but you can take me.”
I thrust in and out of her a few more times, chasing that feeling that was pulling my balls tight. Fire ran through my muscles.
“Yes, please, Louie, God,” she moaned, and then she clenched down around me.
I lost it. I slammed into her harder and harder, shifting slightly until she became so snug, the sounds she made were more animal than human.
I stopped, checking on her, making sure she could actually take me like I promised.
“You okay?” I rumbled, my voice dropping slightly as my face shifted to the wolf.
“Yes! Bond me, Louie.”
I curled and bit down hard on her left ass cheek. A perfect indentation of my teeth broke the skin.
She screamed as she came around me, and the bond settled into place.
If she’d been a werewolf, she would have bitten me back, but my magic would wrap around her soul and bind us together either way.
I lapped at the bite, and she whimpered with pleasure, her thighs shaking as I filled her with my cum after I pulled out a little so she didn’t take my knot.
We hadn’t talked about that yet, and there was no way I was springing it on her now.
I shifted back to my human form as my cock softened, and she collapsed onto her front, her pale skin glistening with sweat.
I ran my tongue over the bond bite once more, making her shudder, before running my tongue up the full length of her spine until I could press a gentle nip to her nape.
I curled around her and fell back into the bond.
“Can you feel me?” I asked her softly.
She grunted an exhausted sound. “I’m going to feel you with every step I take tomorrow.”
I laughed and nipped her again, making her squeak. “I meant the bond, and you know it.”
She rolled into my arms, her smile soft. “I feel everything.”
I nuzzled her cheek with my own. I knew she did, because I could feel the echo of her emotions beside mine. It wasn’t as strong as it would have been if she was a werewolf, but what we had was enough. More than enough. It was right.