Finding Home Ch. 18

The next two days passed quickly. Lucy returned to work. She studied each worker more closely now. Now she could clearly see how their werewolf nature aided in their jobs. A keen sense of sight and even keener sense of smell seemed to pay-off in the small scale laboratory work areas. They could sense a change in material composition long before Lucy could even begin to understand.

This is amazing. Maybe being a wolf isn't so bad after all.

She felt proud. Proud of the pack. Her pack. She would soon be one of them. A mate to their Alpha. It was a tremendous amount of responsibility. She hoped she would be ready.

She had moved her things into Jackson's house. After the mating ceremony, she and Jackson would return to the city to collect the rest of her belongings from her apartment.

Maybe we'll even get to see Mel and Bri.

Lucy hadn't had the strength to call her best friends and tell them what was happening. She didn't trust herself not to give too much away. She couldn't risk letting slip the pack's most important secret. Maybe with Jackson by her side, she'd find some way to explain her moving out of the city without being too honest.

Telling her boss had been much simpler. Ed hadn't even sounded surprised.

"Yeah, when he asked for you by name, I figured it was only a matter of time before he got his claws into you." Ed said gruffly during their phone call.

Lucy almost laughed out loud at his choice of words. She was thankful that Ed took the news so well. He didn't even make a big deal about her lack of two weeks' notice.

"But make sure you don't forget where to send referrals..." he said with a smile in his voice. "I'm happy for you, kid. If you ever get bored in the countryside, you know where to find us."

She remembered Ed's parting words fondly as she tried to pick out an outfit for the mating ceremony. The big day had finally come. In addition to withholding penetrative sex, Jackson had even been withholding anything more than making out.

"Little one," Jackson had begun the night before as they cuddled close in his...their...bed. "I cannot begin to describe how much I want to sink my cock into your hot, wet pussy while you claw at my back. I want to make you scream my name for all the pack to hear. I long to taste the sweet juices dripping from you. But most of all, I need to sink my teeth deep into your creamy flesh. To mark you as mine." Lucy was practically panting at his words, opening her legs wider. He wasn't giving her his dick, but man, those words were a damn good consolation prize.

"But Lucy, my love, I cannot bear to start something I cannot finish." She pouted her lower lip at him and crossed her arms. His eyes flashed amber quickly. "Keep it up, little one. I've always wanted to punish a brat."

Lucy gasped as her nipples hardened at his suggestive words. Yes, please! "Oh, Alpha, I need help that only you can provide."

Jackson growled as he quickly grabbed her wrists and held them above her head as she was forced to lay back on the bed. "Dammit, woman. You will be my undoing." Lucy bit her lip to hold back a moan at his show of force.

Jackson stared at her hungrily. His mouth formed a quick smile and he suddenly released his grip on her. He leaned back and started to get under the covers, preparing for sleep.

Lucy felt as though she had gotten whiplash. "What the fuck?"

Jackson grinned at her devilishly. "If its punishment you want, it is punishment you shall get, mate. If you cannot handle my affection without being so...greedy... then you shall receive none." His smile broadened as she began to understand his words.

"What?! No! Jackson, please!" She reached for him.

He grabbed her hand and kissed the palm. "Plus, the extra anticipation will only make it that much sweeter." He kissed her other palm. "Now sleep, my love. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

Lucy sighed as she remembered last night's conversation. Can women get blue balls? He was right though, the anticipation was creeping from her loins. She had never felt desire like this before. And she knew it would only get worse.

Lucy stared at herself in the mirror, trying to brainstorm ideas for her hair when the heavy bedroom door burst open.

"Now where's my favorite bitch?!" Came a loud, boisterous female voice. Lucy ducked her head out of the bathroom to see Melanie and Briana standing in Jackson's bedroom.

Mel! Bri! Oh my god!

Her very best friends from the city! Her very human best friends. Wait...or were they? How could she be so sure anymore? How did they even get here?

They're not fucking human either, are they?

Lucy paused just as was an arm's length away from the two sisters. Melanie and Briana exchanged a knowing look before Melanie began to speak. "Luce, you have to understand. There was no way we could tell you."

"Yeah," Briana agreed, "even that night at The Den when Alpha asked us to bring you... I had to bite my tongue a couple hundred times to stop from saying too much."

Lucy took in what the women were saying. Logically, she knew they were bound to secrecy to protect their pack. But still. They were her friends. Her best friends. Her only excuse for a family. Did she even know them at all? And what did Bri just say?

"Wait, Jackson planned that night at The Den?"

Melanie snorted, "Well, duh, did you really think this pregnant old lady really wanted to go to a nightclub?" She said, gesturing to her belly. She looks much further along than she did last week, Lucy thought curiously. Melanie continued, "And come on, girl, have you seen how goddamn hot you are? I'm surprised it took you guys this long to schedule the ceremony!"

Bri laughed, "Well yeah, and have you seen how goddamn hot Alpha is?"

Lucy bristled and shot her friend a sharp look. What resembled a low growl rumbled in her chest.

Briana laughed again as she brought her hands in front of her chest, "Okay, okay, down girl. He's yours. Message received." Briana cast her eyes down and moved her head to the side, exposing her neck to her friend. "See?"

Lucy blinked a few times, trying to come to terms with the feelings that had overtaken her so suddenly. She had just about lashed out at her friend over a meaningless comment. I really need to get a grip.

Melanie patted Lucy's shoulder. "It's the mating pull. I know I was a heinous bitch right before my ceremony."

"Yeah, and how is that different than every other day?" Briana joked. The three friends shared a deep belly laugh. Lucy was starting to feel almost normal.

What is normal anymore?

***

Melanie and Briana guided Lucy down through a trail in the woods behind Jackson's house. She wore a long, thin silver dress that flowed out behind her in the breeze. A stark white blindfold covered her eyes. "To represent the trust you must have in your bond," Briana had told her.

The women stopped abruptly and Lucy heard a loud growl coming from somewhere in front of her.

Jackson.

After several moments of long silence, Lucy heard random yips and barks. She could no longer sense Melanie or Briana around her. The hair on her arms and back of her neck stood up on end.

Damn human, Lucy thought, referring to herself. The wolves must be communicating through their mental bond. Which of course meant she had even less of an idea of what the fuck was going on.

But not for long.

Jackson had mentioned to her earlier that the mating ritual involved sex. Raunchy sex. Public sex. Part of Lucy was really turned on by the idea, but another part of her was trying to make sure she kept her stomach sucked in as much as possible for as long as possible. I guess body image issues never die.

There was another loud growl and instantly the dress was ripped from her body, tearing at the seams. Awe, it was so pretty though. She was so shocked by the quick removal of the gown that she forgot to suck in her stomach. She heard another low growl that seemed to be meant only for her.

Lucy remembered that as Alpha, in his wolf form, Jackson could hear her thoughts. Well, listen, I've got some insecurities, okay? She thought to the wolf.

A cold nose at her navel gave her a jolt. A long, rough tongue ran from one side of her midsection to the other, caressing the skin. The tongue traveled up between her breasts, then licking each breast in a circle around the nipple, but not touching the sensitive buds. Lucy whined. The tongue left her breasts altogether, traveling up to lick her neck. Lucy sighed and leaned her head to one side, exposing her neck to the wolf. Another loud growl. Jackson assaulted with his tongue the area where his neck met her shoulder. It felt so damn good.

Mmmm... yesss...

Jackson took his tongue back down her body, continuing his worship. He roughly tugged at her nipples with his canines, causing Lucy to moan aloud.

More barking from other wolves in the distance. Lucy realized their display was exciting their audience. He said the whole pack would be here right? Wait, how many are in the pack?!

Jackson soothed her nervous mind by giving long, lazy laps to the insides of her thighs. His tongue felt cold, but each spot he touched seemed to burn. His tongue slipped between her pussy lips and tasted her nectar.

"Oooh Jackson, yes!" She squealed, the thoughts of any onlookers became the absolute last thing on her mind. All she cared about was that damn skillful tongue. "Oh keep going!"

But he stopped. Jackson's wet wolf nose pressing at Lucy's hip forced her to turn around. He laid his head on her back, again applying pressure and indicating that she should bend over.

Lucy knew exactly what the wolf had in mind. And she couldn't fucking wait.

Lucy brazenly got on all-fours, facing away from Jackson. She wasn't sure if that was her panting, Jackson, or any number of the onlookers. Either way, the energy in the air was palpable and intoxicating. Even with the blindfold still on, she knew what she must look like.

Like a hot bitch ready to get fucked by her mate.

Jackson's tongue caressed her clit. Normally Lucy would have been in heaven, but right now she was ready for something bigger. Jackson would be her first lover and her last. She heard another growl over her shoulder as he continued to lick her pussy. Lucy was ready to lose her mind.

So she decided to beg.

"Oh, fuck me, Alpha. Please! Please fuck your bitch. Please give me your cock in my hungry pussy. Unghhh. I need you..."

The dirty talk was working. Jackson let up from his licking and raised his paws on her back, ready to mount.

"Please, Alpha. Please fuck your mate! I. Need. You. To. Fuck. My. Cunt!"

Jackson howled and thrust his cock deep into Lucy. The sound of countless other howls was drowned out, as Lucy could only focus on the pain. His dick had ripped through her hymen mercilessly. Her eyes pricked at the corners, but she was determined not to cry. She had to be strong for her Alpha. For her pack. She could not show weakness.

She gritted her teeth and took the plowing. It hurt, but soon enough, the pain started to fade. Lucy's pussy still felt impossibly full, but she was breathing a little easier now. In fact, the pain was starting to reach that delicious point of mixing with the pleasure.

She let out a loud, lust-filled cry as Jackon's nails clawed into the flesh of her back.

That's it, mark me!

Jackson howled again, this time louder than before. His paws slammed down onto the ground on either side of her shoulders. Lucy knew what was coming. She was ready for it. She thrust her juicy pussy back onto his cock one last time... okay, maybe more like three times... before flipping her chestnut hair to the side, exposing her hickey-filled neck.

She felt Jackson's breath on her shoulder. Sweat, or saliva, or both, dripped from his mouth as he waited. Lucy knew what he was waiting for.

"Please, my Alpha. My mate. Make me yours! Mark me for all to see! Claim your bitch!"

It was the sound of teeth breaking flesh that Lucy experienced first. Then the rush of endorphins following the bite. Her eyes opened wide behind the blindfold and her mouth let loose a piercing scream.

"OOOHHH FUCK!!"

The orgasm ripped through her body. Wave upon wave upon wave of pure pleasure coursed through every inch of her body.

She was completely rigid from head to toe, then in the blink of an eye, went completely limp. Total relaxation filled her. She was aware of an even greater fullness in her pussy and realized Jackson must have cum deep inside of her.

Filling me up with his seed. Fucking me so good until he dumps his cum into me. Breeding his bitch.

Aftershocks raced through her at the dirty thoughts. A rumble on her back let her know Jackson had enjoyed them, too. He licked at her shoulder, at the spot where he marked her.

"Mate. I am with you now."

What the fuck was that?

"Now that I have marked you, I can open my thoughts to you."

Jackson, what happens now?

"The pack will lick your mark, one by one, acknowledging our mating. And helping your wound to heal. The licking is both symbolic and functional. But a permanent scar will remain."

At least that wasn't too bad. Lucy was relieved to hear that the pack wouldn't be getting close to any of her...more sensitive... areas.

"Oh, it will be plenty sensitive, little one. But I'm over 10 inches deep in you right now. Do you really think I'd let some mutt come sniffing and contaminate my claim?"

She chuckled. Oh, is it only 10 inches, Alpha? Feels more like 10,000 to me at this point.

It was Jackon's turn to chuff. "Well, plus my knot. You'll become very well acquainted with it from now on, I'm sure."

Lucy shivered, both from Jackon's implication of frequent hot sex but also because she started to feel delicate licks over her mark. He was right, it's definitely sensitive.

Lucy and Jackson were locked together for what felt like hours. Not long after the procession of licks began, she was sure that the open wound at her shoulder had closed from the repeated application of werewolf saliva, but the ritual continued for much longer. Everyone gets a turn...

Finally the tongue lashings ceased. She felt the fur positioned at her back recede to smooth flesh. Human-form Jackson pulled her into his lap on the ground and massaged her arms and legs. He removed her blindfold.

"So, how was it, mate?"

Lucy smiled broadly at him, tears once again forming at the corners of her eyes. "It was wonderful. Really. I love you so much, Jackson DeLane."

"Ah, but not as much as I love you, Lucy DeLane." He nuzzled into her neck, inhaling her scent. "You know, you smell just a bit like me now."

Lucy was filled with joy, hearing her new name from his lips. This was so much more than human marriage, or changing her name on paper. He was officially a part of her now. "Thank you, Jackson. I can't begin to ever thank you enough for bringing me into your life."

Jackson grinned devilishly down at her, "Well, I think I might know of a way for you to express your appreciation... though we may have to practice at it... a lot."

Lucy laughed and pushed him back gently. The couple fell onto the ground, limbs intertwined, overwhelmed with the love passing between them.

That night, they slept in each other's arms on the forest floor.

Lucy finally felt like she was home.