Mate to the Mated

A Pup

In case anyone was wondering, I'm still alive

I slept through the night without incident, waking up the next morning in the midst of a small pile of wolves. I had been shifted so that I was snuggled between the two Alphas, my head still on Mike’s chest as Chris’s arm wrapped around my middle from behind, and Vanessa had perched herself so that she was completely covering the rest of Mike’s body, our faces merely inches apart.

Her eyes were the first thing I saw when I woke up, and the shock sent me backwards further into Chris’s arms.

She giggled, probably amused that she was able to startle me. But, who wouldn’t be at least a little afraid of a tattooed, eyebrowless she-wolf with eyes that could snatch the soul away from the Devil himself? I rest my case.

Her pale hand extended to brush the hair from my face, claw like nails creating goosebumps as they ran over my skin. “Congratulations.”

I scrunched up my forehead in confusion, a yawn escaping me as I wondered what she meant.

Vanessa grabbed my hand in hers, giving it a soft squeeze. “If you don’t want to get dicked down when these two open their eyes, I suggest we go downstairs and start our hell hunt.”

I rolled my eyes, but sat up with her nonetheless. Morning sex was not on my agenda. I wanted fucking waffles.

We quietly escaped the overcrowded guest bedroom and made our way downstairs, at which point I noticed that I had been changed out of the clothes I had fallen asleep in.

“Vanessa!” I whisper yelled, tugging on her arm before we made it to the staircase. She whipped her head around to face me. “We’re both not wearing pants.”

She groaned. “Selene, we’re both mated females, we can walk around fucking naked.”

A low growl made us both freeze in our tracks. “You most definitely can not.” Chris wrapped one arm around each of us and scooped our bodies up so that we were slung over his shoulders like small pups.

He threw us both back into the bed, where a very awake Mike lay waiting for us. The thinner Alpha had us both snuggled into his chest, and Chris stood over the bed with his arms crossed.

“I didn’t think I would ever have to say this, but going out in nothing but a t-shirt is not acceptable.” I blushed, and Vanessa giggled. Mike rubbed my back, and I let out an involuntary whimper.

Chris’s nostrils flared. “Mike, do you smell it?”

The younger brother followed the actions of his elder, and a deep growl filled the room. “It smells like at least one of our prayers has been answered.” He made a point of kissing the top of Vanessa’s head before turning to look at me, his hazel eyes glowing.

“We have a pup on the way.”

I felt my heart skip a beat.

On a subconscious level, I was expecting his words. However, that didn’t make their reality any less daunting.

Chris crawled over my body, eyes glowing like liquid gold as he hungrily drank in my body, pupils growing as his lungs sucked in a breath of air from just below my navel. “I win, little brother.” The smile that spread over his pale lips was wider than I imagined possible. “I have myself an heir.”

His lips began to kiss and nip at the skin of my lower stomach, and his brother chuckled.

“You won't be able to smell the sex of the pup for another two months, lunatic.” Mike cradled Vanessa in his arms, our eyes locked while Chris continued his oral assault.