"Open." He demands.
I whimper, opening my mouth and he puts his two fingers that were previously on my clit, in my mouth.
"Clean them." He states.
I obey instantly, licking them slowly, my saliva making his fingers clean and his face shows that he's...
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I feel so close to my mate. I feel so sorry for her and I hate to see her cry. I want everything to be okay. I want her to always be happy. On the smooth and peaceful ride home, I thought about it all. Her opening up to me got me thinking of my problems too.
My mom could be in danger. As well as my sister could be too.
Someone murdered my father in cold blood and I came here, seeking and earning my revenge. Slaughtering the man responsible for his death. It's like everyday some new fucked up shit prances into my life and I don't know how to deal with it. Killing help. Smoking helps. Sex helps. Drinks. Well only a little. Dilutes the pain. The trouble. But all of it never lasts.
She asked me if her little friend could come over and of course I couldn't say no.
I might go see Zain.
I've known him since we were pups as well. The best man I know. He didn't judge me and I didn't judge him. He helped me in some ways. Helped with right and wrong. But more with the wrong then I'd ever admit.
After she runs off into the house, I stay out. The night is young and beautiful and the moon is out shining into the distance. I take out a pack of cigarettes from my coat pocket and a lighter, and watch the contained flame burst out and I hover the cigarette above it.
It lights and I put the lighter away.
I take a long breath in and the poison fills my lungs and mouth.
I puff out.
She will need my help. I will need to be there for her. Us against the world. I puff a few more times and a car comes into view. I put out the cigarette and go inside and take off my jacket, walking into our room.
I ask if her friend is coming, but really I came to see her pretty little face.
To my wonderful surprise, I find her flushed face with standing in the middle of a small sea of toys. I didn't peg her for that type but hey, not complaining. Her breast nearly spill out of the bra she's wearing and her panties hug her round ass so perfectly.
I could fuck her forever.
I dismiss this, like it doesn't affect me and I go to my home office nearby to take a shower and shit.
I turn on the shower and strip of my clothes, looking at my reflection in the mirror. My dick twitches and needs attention. I take it in my hand and start with long, slow strokes. I groan out. I want Dulcenea. But I don't want to disturb her night with her friend.
I want her plump lips wrapped around my cock and sucking me until the end of time. Or her glistening pink pussy lips to drown in her own fluids as I eat her out. And my cock to thrust in and out of her pussy, hitting her g stop and making her toes curl and arch her back while she screams out my name or even letting the one word, daddy, to fall from her mouth.
Fuck.
I end up cumming in my hand as I think these vile thoughts about her. My wolf overcame me last night, he's wants overcame mine. She's going to end up driving us both mad.
Panting, I enter the shower and wash the troubles of today away and start to crave her presence once again. After getting out I change into some shorts, leaving my hair out to dry and I peek from the top of the stairs at her.
Her hair cascading down her shoulders and down her back as her eyes gleam with excitement at her friends words. Ah. Grace.
I know that girl.
Cameron introduced me to her.
She's a cute one as well. I watch intently and take in there position, my mate laying with her arms around her and they both have a sense of innocence. I shouldn't get jealous. She's not even a guy. But I don't want her to be in anyone's arms other than my own.
I stride down the stairs and over to the two girls on the couch.
"Oh hey! We were just talking about you!" My babydoll chirps and sits up, out of Grace's embrace. Better.
"Really? About what?" I smirk and pull her in my own embrace, feeling her soft breast squish against my chest. God I missed her.
"Nothing really." She murmurs into my chest and then looks back to her friend. "Oh yeah. Grace, Luciano. Luciano, Grace." She grins and motions between us two.
Grace frowns.
"I don't like you. You're mean." Grace glares at me, earning a laugh from Dulcenea.
"Don't worry. Once you get to know him, you'll learn he's not just a big bad wolf." She with humor laced in her words and I look down with amusement rolling my eyes playfully, kissing the top of her hair.
"Aww, that's so cutee. Fine, I approve." Grace says and hugs the both of us. They have no idea how much I'm enjoying this. They're like two little girls.
"You guy are fucking adorable." I state, and my pretty mate blushes as she looks away. Grace laughs a little and I hug them both, stepping back to look at them.
"Alright loves, it's time for bed soon. I don't want either of you up late, we have work tomorrow. Good night." I pat the top of grace's head and she blushes, and I then kiss Dulcenea on the lips, causing her face to flush even more.
I chuckle to myself and head upstairs back into my office.
I turn on the security cameras and watch the screen, ensuring that no one will be even close to us for the night. Except...
-The Guy's-
Me: Hey you two, I know you're up. Come over, the girls are asleep
A few second later, the phone chimes.
Zain: Sounds good
Cameron: For sure👍
I stand and get a bottle of don julio. I take three shot glasses out and a bottle of Chardonnay.
The two idiots barge in with grins on there face.
"Damn, you got some fine ass women down there dude." Zain says and I roll my eyes at him him, giving him a pat on the back.
"Dude, that's my mate too. I'm right here." Cameron scoffs and I pat him as well, chuckling.
"What's up guys." I grin and swig from the Chardonnay bottle, sitting down in my chair. The three of us are pretty much inseparable. Our families were always close and we'd trust our life's in the hands of the others.
"Let's get fucking wrecked." Zain sighs out and takes both of our shots.
"We got work tomorrow." I grumble and drink from the scotch.
"You dumbass puta, I know your ass called us because you need some release for the day. Come on bro." Cameron says and takes out a bag of what looks like to be thick blunts.
"Woow okay." Whatever. I guess they're right, a bit of letting go wouldn't hurt right now.
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