I Dated a Mob Wolf by Viola Grace
Chapter Fifteen
The dress opened completely, the panties disappeared, and the bra had an accident at the end of his claws. Finally, they were together, and she held on as he savaged her and her cries got more and more intense. She screamed, he growled, and his knot set. He moved his hips until he came inside her, holding her close and biting her neck as he snarled. She whimpered and came again, her legs and arms wrapped around him.
She held him and stroked him while they waited, and he feathered her lips and cheeks with kisses.
She bumped the button on the desk, and the same faces were back on the screen. But now, they were flushed with piercing gazes.
Vallu understood immediately. “They didn’t think that I could actually take you all the way.”
“No, they were quite sure that you weren’t what I thought you were. So, I had to prove that I could identify an omega when I saw one. I mean, physically. You don’t have most of the psychological characteristics.”
She looked at him with narrowed eyes, and he winced. “I know I don’t. I worked very hard to subdue them. Training was the only way to stop the Sethir-Nin from sweeping in to demand me by treaty rights. So, we had to not be omegas. We worked out, we threw up from stress... a lot... and we learned what we could. If you can keep a high enough testosterone level, you can subdue the pheromones that will snap an alpha’s head around.”
The green guy said, “You trained to subdue your scent?”
“Oh, yeah. I only let it out when I am with Etgar. He’s mine.”
He and the others looked furious.
Vallu whispered to Etgar, “They have been depending on that to find their females, huh?”
“Their omegas. Yes.”
“There was even one woman rumoured whose parents gave her human growth hormone to zap her past her projected four-foot eight. I have no idea if it worked.”
They looked at her in horror.
“Oh, so you guys are all Sethir-Nin. Got it. Land of the alphas. Stronger, faster, smarter, and you really want a tiny little thing to protect and call your own.”
They growled, and the upper right said, “They need protecting. They want it.”
“Then, you are going to have to fucking find them, and Etgar is going cold turkey for sex for a day or so for this particular stunt.”
Etgar was silent, but when she looked up, he was bulking out. His cock widened and stretched her while he growled at her. She immediately dropped her head back, and he took her neck in his jaws. She whimpered softly, and he closed his teeth carefully on her neck. She relaxed until he carried the weight of her head and shoulders.
There were gasps and moans from the guys watching, but she whispered, “Yours.”
He relaxed his jaws and supported her. “Mine.”
She sighed and kissed his jaw. “Sorry. I will find another way to annoy Etgar. Maybe wearing sweatpants or ugly shoes.”
The beast chuffed and nuzzled her. A fluttering made it pause and rub his face against hers. “Baby.”
She nodded. “Yeah. Your baby.”
“Mine.”
“Yes. First and last. That was you.” She rubbed her cheek along his.
The guys on the screen were staring. Greeny asked, “How did you know how to do that?”
“Uh, I just did. He isn’t out of it yet, so if you want to talk to me, keep it respectful.”
“Why did you submit?”
She frowned. “He was upset. He didn’t need to be upset, but he is always a little emotional when we are tied together. My threatening to cut off sex was a little mean. Okay, it was very mean, even for a day. We are still locking together as mates. We don’t need time apart. If anything, we need a week together to get the fear of loss to recede. It has been too close a few times in the last few days.”
“How long were your heats?”
She blinked. “Four solid days.”
“How did you notify Etgar?”
“Oh, I made a note on my availability calendar, and he always had the time put aside.”
The male in question was nuzzling her neck and folding himself nearly double to lap at her breasts.
The green one asked, “Did you like it from the start?”
“Um. Yes. From the moment he held me against him, I knew that he was mine.”
The huge head lapping at the tips of her breasts made a low chuckle.
“Why did you string him along for five years?” the man on the left corner asked.
“I didn’t. I acted through the contract. He acted within the confines of the contract as well. What I wanted didn’t matter. He owed me nothing and could stop seeing me at any time. I wasn’t going to jeopardize that.”
“You couldn’t tell him who you were?”
“No. It’s against the rules. The rules are there for the escort’s protection. If he had tried to come and find me while he was under investigation, my brother would have shot him.”
Etgar started to move his hips, and the knot slid loose.
She shuddered and gasped before moaning as he kissed her and then started licking his way down her body. It was intense, and she really didn’t want an audience anymore, so she grabbed the monitor and flipped it face down.
Etgar was nearly back to himself, and he chuckled before saying a throaty, “Camera off.”
There was a slight ping, and she pulled on his ear. “Was that necessary?”
“For you, no, for them, yes. They didn’t believe that an omega could be anything other than completely subservient to them, so that is what they have been seeking.”
“Fine, but if they ever visit, I am going to be elsewhere.”
He chuckled. “Fair enough.” He continued licking. “Did you really get peacekeeper training?”
“Yeah, but I went into heat the final week, and that was the end of that.”
He blinked and paused an inch below her navel. “Did someone attack you?”
“No. The way I was trained, if I can’t find a proper partner, I am to defend myself with everything I have. As my brother pointed out, I am a brawler. I took out six other students.”
“Why did you go into heat?”
“They had us on manoeuvres, and one of the other students thought it was funny to tamper with my birth control. I broke her nose first.”
“How many were in the class?”
“Nine of us.”
He winced. “When was it?”
“Fourteen years ago. Yes, you can look it up.”
He draped her thighs over his shoulder. “Later, for now, I have to make up for my awkwardness with the conference call.”
She gasped as his tongue slid around her sensitive skin. “Do you think they will actually apply to become escorts?”
“Yeah. I think some will be disappointed when it actually involves escorting.”
She chuckled and moaned, grabbing his ears for a grip. “They will learn.”
He laughed and finished what the slow strokes of his tongue had started.
She sobbed and twisted and shivered in his grip. He held her close and carried her to their room for a change of clothes. Dinner was in a few hours.
* * * *
Sunath reactivated the camera remotely and watched his friend and his mate. The application for the BDC was already sent. He had been told to do it by a seer a few days ago.
Etgar’s mate trusted him completely, gave herself up body and soul, and the growing bump of their child was very visible while Etgar’s canine-blended head was between her thighs.
The soft sounds of his tongue and her moans were arousing as hell, but all Sunath could think of as he watched the mates tangle was that he wanted his own, and his asinine government had made it nearly impossible.
Breeding for alphas was fine, but without proper partners, they could only create a vague shadow of the relationship that they needed to unlock their full potential. Even Etgar was showing signs of calming and gaining more mental capacity, and he had been a genius to start with. It was why he had found his escort the same time that she went live. When she had taken his knot, he had begun bragging, and when he had ridden her through a heat cycle, his smugness had known no bounds. His businesses had gone from flickering to flourishing, and in the time they went from meeting to now, he had multiplied his family holdings a hundred-fold. He had proven his worth and made her a secure nest, even if she couldn’t see it. Or, Sunath imagined, he had made her a den in his case.
He had found his mate and proven his providing capabilities. Now, in modern parlance, he just had to win her family over. It seemed that he had won over the niece. The brother might be more difficult.
He chuckled and watched the feed until his friend had brought his mate to climax and was holding her close.
Etgar was lucky. His mate wasn’t afraid of sex to start with. Convincing a woman to sleep with an alpha, to begin with, involved initial attraction and a lot of cajoling. Sunath didn’t blame them. If a guy eighteen inches taller and broader than he was started heavily flirting and hinting at sex, he would be nervous.
On the screen, Etgar flipped off the camera and then carried his mate out of the room. Sunath chuckled. If there was anyone who knew his fascination with surveillance, it was Etgar. This was not the first time he had watched them together, but those masks had a blurring effect on the recordings. Sunath played back the way her neck arched, her hair spilled back, the marks around her neck gleamed darkly under her skin. He had been thorough. No one was going to double-tag her. She was thoroughly and one hundred percent Etgar’s.
Sunath saved a few choice shots of the two together and grinned. He looked forward to meeting the little lady in person. If she really did have combat skills, he wanted to see them.
* * * *
A power nap should not have left her so tired, but she hadn’t counted on Etgar sliding into her again.
“Why the change of venue?”
He slowly rocked into her. “Sunath is a cybersecurity expert, meaning that there isn’t any when he is around. I am pretty sure that he hacked my office camera and got an eyeful.”
She grimaced and then smiled as she moved back in the same rhythm. No hurry, no rush. No need to cum and leave, just slow and delightful friction.
“So, precious psycho, when do you want to get married?”
“How big does it have to be? I don’t have many people to fill out my side.”
“Why not the next full moon?”
She blinked. “That’s our first date anniversary.”
He chuckled. “You don’t say.”
He licked at her marks, and she moaned low as her body throbbed around him. “I have been wanting to do that for over five years.”
She shuddered as she rapidly went from enjoying a lazy lovemaking session to wanting a hard, fast fuck. “Mean. I was having fun. It was like being screwed by a hot bubble bath.”
He licked the marks again, and her senses ratcheted higher.
“I am having a dress made for the wedding.”
She snorted. “I will marry you, even if you are wearing the dress.”
He smacked her thigh. “Sassy. The dress is for you, but I don’t want you to see it until the big day.”
“What? Why?”
“I couldn’t see you for most of our relationship. I think it is nicely symbolic. You are going to have all your fittings wearing a BDC mask.”
She moaned. “That’s weird.”
He laughed. “I know. Zera is having one specially made for you. It will match your dress.”
She shuddered. “You have given this some thought.”
“I have thought of nothing else since you removed yourself from my life. I planned our wedding, children, where they will go to their active schools if they need special training, which schools offer that.” As he spoke, he moved inside her faster. Harder.
His lips were against her neck when he whispered, “But mostly, I planned to be inside you and waking in your arms.”
She groaned and flexed her back, so his hand cupped her breasts. “And I wondered if you liked to catch a Frisbee in your teeth.”
He growled, bit, thrust, and locked into her. It was hard to cum while laughing, but she gave it her best shot.
* * * *
Lady Daycross felt the rhythmic vibrations cease, and she nodded to the chef. “Dinner will be served on time. They will either go again now or need a break later. Either way, Vallu has to eat.”
The chef nodded and continued meal prep. There was a smile on his lips.
Lady Daycross sighed. “Is everyone amused by my son suddenly abandoning his focus to dive into her?”
The chef paused. “It is good to see him happy, Lady. Something in him is settling, and he is planning for a future with a family, not just with the business. It is making a few waves, but his staff are delighted for him. It increases our life expectancy as well.”
She twisted her lips. “I do want a grandchild.”
“Miss Vallu is a good woman. A strong woman. She had to be to keep Mr. Etgar’s attention. She is focused on being a strong mother as well. Her requests are simple, and there is no subterfuge. She will probably be much more difficult to deal with after the child is born, so if I were you, Lady, I would get on her good side.”
“How am I supposed to do that?” Lady Daycross growled.
“Put the nursery to one side of the master suite. Invite her preferred artist to paint a matching mural here. Make it the way she wants it and do it soon because if she starts nesting and things are wrong, we are all going to hear about it.”
“Fine. What else?”
“Set rooms aside for her family. The niece and her brother. And one or two for a visiting friend during evening parties.” He smiled as he chopped fresh herbs. “If she has someone here, it will give her backup so that she doesn’t need to stay near Etgar.”
Lady Daycross blinked. “How did you get so smart?”
“I have sisters, Lady. One just had a baby. I am applying all knowledge.”
“When I see her next, I will ask her to start preparing a guest list for the wedding.”
“So, hours or days. No, her niece is coming tomorrow. Definitely by breakfast tomorrow.” He chuckled.
“She’s already inviting people. Making herself at home.”
Etgar and a strangely luminous Vallu walked in. “I invited Lii. It is to keep Vallu closer to home. The same reason that I will take up horseback riding more regularly. Lii likes it. Vallu isn’t supposed to get that high up, and my psycho squirrel wants to keep contact with her niece.”
Lady Daycross looked at her son’s clear eyes, bright expression, and protective hand on Vallu’s back. They were both wearing robes.
The chef asked, “What can I get for you?”
“Sports drink. The blue one.”
One of the other staff went to the fridge and got two. One for Vallu and one for Etgar.
Vallu looked at her and said, “Don’t worry. The constant frolicking will wear off, but since he was done work for the day, it seemed like a good time to lance some of the tension.”
Etgar wrapped his arms around the woman and nodded seriously while she drank. “We have lanced it several times. Well, I have.”
Vallu spluttered delicately. “Really, dude? Your mom? You talk like that in front of your mom? If this is a boy, I am going to teach him manners, or at least that his references to sex are always to be phrased in the form of a question.”
“You would actually answer them?” Lady Daycross was surprised.
“Sure. Ignorance just breeds assumptions, and then, next thing you know, your male is trying to do something that a friend mentioned one time.”
Etgar choked on his drink.
The chef grinned. “Did it work?”
“It did not. Vallu has skills and extra activations that make it difficult to predict how she will respond.”
“I always know how I will respond. Just ask me.” She turned in his arms and booped his nose with a finger. “That is how you will predict it.”
As Lady Daycross watched, the woman who had enraptured her son grabbed his ear and pulled him down, whispering rapidly.
Etgar looked down at her. Licked his lips and picked her up. “We will be on time for dinner... but only just.”
Vallu laughed over his shoulder as they left. “Thanks for the electrolytes and hydration.”
There was silence in the kitchen.
Lady Daycross blinked. “So, what do you think she said to him?”
Chef started to slice some celery. “I think that she mentioned a specific spot that was sensitive, and he is going to check the accuracy of her statement.”
“Am I going to get my boy back?”
Chef chuckled. “I doubt it, but there will be a man you can be proud of. For over five years, he has been planning for her to be here, and now, she is.”
“Wait, so all of the new businesses. The profit...”
“All for her, Lady. All for her.”
The hum of motion started in the walls, and she blushed and walked out to make sure that the plates and cutlery were properly arranged for dinner. If this was the daughter-in-law he had chosen for her, she could make sure that the house was perfect. She might slip up a bit now and then with surrendering to Vallu’s presence, but she was going to try. She was pretty sure that access to her grandchild was at stake.
