Mated to the Pack Ch. 11

"Almost certainly one, already pregnant with Matt's child, who knows he's a wolf, possibly her best friend, who she told Matt was a wolf, and perhaps another female who also got told, but she didn't believe it, so we don't know much about her. I still haven't heard whether she told anyone."

"My God!"

"It's true," Lisette said. "Every word. She gave them three days to find out who's been told and what they've been told, then they have to call her."

"That deadline is over tomorrow, so I'm going to leave my phone on at training," I said. "Why don't you and the puppy fuck Dani. We didn't get much sleep last night, so I'm getting tired."

"Who's fault is that?" Conor said.

"Mine. I just hadn't had any cock for a little while and I needed some. I'm like Dani, I need a steady diet of dick."

******

At half past ten the next morning, while doing rowing exercises to strengthen my core, back and arms, I got the phone call from Jan. I stepped out of the gym to take the call after asking Jan to wait until I was in private.

"What did you find out? Anyone other than that girl Tanya told know?"

"Yes, she told her boyfriend, because she thought it was funny, so they could laugh about it, but he didn't say anything to anyone else."

"Can you get here either this evening or tomorrow evening?"

"Tanya is working tonight, but we can all show up tomorrow."

"Great, can you all get here by six? We'll grill steaks."

"Are you sure we're not going to be killed or arrested?"

"Jan, if you were, I couldn't tell you. How exactly would you expect me to answer that question? I'm either lying to you, or I'm not. Now, if I were lying, I wouldn't have to offer you a steak dinner. I could tell you we were having snacks, and that would be sufficient. So far, you haven't done anything to be executed or imprisoned for. Everyone would like to keep it that way.

"In your case, you're carrying an innocent child. Now as a pregnant mother-to-be, I'm not going to lie to another pregnant woman. In fact, four other people who are going to be here tomorrow night, are all pregnant. It happens. Now, it's possible you can get paid for your pregnancies, a lot of money. If you're willing to do that, no one wants to see you dead or in jail. You can provide a very valuable service. I'll even make sure Matt is here and you can talk to him."

"He told me he was in a lot of trouble, that he was being hunted."

"He was, but not to death, but he's made some mistakes he might be punished for. Nothing so bad it can't be fixed, same as you. That's why he took the chance and turned himself in. He was starving to death out in the woods. He's not anymore."

"I really want to see him again."

"I'll make sure he's here. Jan, you can't let this go on any longer. The more people who know, the more danger you're letting yourself in for. You can sign some paperwork, everything can be explained to all of you. You can get offered some money, which you can choose to accept or not. That's all that's happening, except for a steak dinner."

"We'll all be there."

"Look, you can call your parents once you get here, Call them again a couple hours after we chat, perhaps again before you start home. You'll probably be safer in my house than in any major city in America, so be cool. I'll see you at six."

"Better make it six-thirty. Tanya doesn't get off work until five, and we don't exactly know where we're going or how bad traffic will be."

"Six-thirty. What's the other woman's name?"

"Sabrina."

"So four people, Jason, Sabrina, Tanya and Jan for steaks at six-thirty. Got it."

I called Quinn. "I have another favor to ask of you," I said.

"You're racking up quite the debt there."

"I'm good for it."

"Are you?" Quinn asked.

"If it doesn't involve getting gang fucked by eight strange wolves, Quinn. I thought it might be fun being submissive to an Alpha male. Parts of what we did made me hot. Some things I wasn't ready for."

"You had a safe word."

"That wasn't a safe word, it was an insult. 'I'm a lying bitch who doesn't keep her promises,' is not something I wanted to say if I could help it. I wanted to give you something, something that didn't make you angry and abusive. I wanted to be something for you, be someone for you, someone who might be able to ease the pain you felt losing Adriana. But no, you had to cheapen it, turn me into a whore, a plaything for your trackers. You had to make me hate you."

"Jess, I'm sorry."

"Do you know what the worst thing is? When you took Dani home the other night, and I thought of you pounding her poor pussy into a froth, I wished it was me. That she came back with the collar you made for me, and how much I wished it was around my neck. That was the truly disastrous part of it."

"Jessica, that wasn't your collar."

"It wasn't?"

"No. I still have your collar. No one else will ever wear that collar. It was made for you, and you alone."

"How can you be such a shit and so nice at the same time?"

"It's my superpower, I guess. Does that mean you still want to wear it?"

"I don't know. From what I know of Dominant/submissive relationships, the ones that aren't out and out slavery, a submissive has to trust her Dom. I don't know if I can trust you. You hurt me; not physically, but emotionally and spiritually. I wanted to like you, to play games with you, and you trashed me."

"I can't promise that I'll never do anything to hurt you again. I know I'm still messed up, but I do promise to try to do better."

"How many more chances can I give you without feeling like I'm banging my head into a brick wall?"

"I can't answer that question. What's the favor you need?"

"The four teenagers that know or suspect, or who've been told that Matt is a wolf, are coming tomorrow night for steak dinners, having the full nature of werewolves explained to them after signing their NDA's, and hopefully, having at least one of them turned into a breeder for the pack. Three are female, one is male. He's probably hopeless, but who knows. Jan, the one Matt knocked up, wants to see him. They're in love, according to both of them. Is Matt locked up?"

"No, I took your suggestion. I'm putting some meat on him and teaching him how to hunt, and perhaps be a tracker. His ultimate punishment is up to Rene, and it may depend on how well we can mitigate the damage he's done. That might be up to you and your party."

"Good, bring him along. The two lovebirds haven't seen each other for weeks, or even talked except very briefly when Matt gave himself up. And, knowing how well you grill, would I be imposing too much if I make you the grillmaster?"

"I don't mind doing your grilling for you. It's for a good cause."

"Thank you. Dani told us what you and she are doing for Carl. That's sweet of you."

"It doesn't involve much more than answering a text once in a while and fucking Dani in front of him on occasion. Hardly much of an imposition."

"Still, it's one of those good things you do that give me hope you can be something other than an asshole."

Quinn laughed. "I guess I'm making progress."

He had a good laugh. I'd never really heard it before. He didn't laugh often enough.

"You should laugh more often. You have a good laugh. It's very pleasant."

"I'll work on it."

"I need to call Rene and have him and Sasha show up with some paperwork. Is that going to be a problem for you?"

"No problem."

"Then I'll see you tomorrow around six. You can tell Matt he'll see Jan tomorrow when she gets here. She said around 6:30, but it might be earlier depending on traffic."

"I'll tell him."

"Goodbye, Quinn."

"Goodbye, Jessica."

I called Rene and arranged for him and Sasha to be present tomorrow, and went inside and told the other breeders to come for dinner at six with their bodyguards. Now, we could only see.

******

We bought some fresh steaks from Kennebec Meats for the party, on our way back from the compound where we'd all engaged in firearms training after our morning run. I was cutting back to nine miles, and thought I'd need to drop down to eight in a week or so. My boobs were sore from bouncing.

Everyone was there at six except for the teens, but they arrived fifteen minutes early. They were a little nervous when they saw all the others there, slightly mollified when they saw four, obviously pregnant, females, (Brigitte still wasn't showing), and totally relieved to see Matt, particularly Jan and Tanya, who knew him personally. They'd gone on double dates together. Matt assured them both he was doing great, wasn't locked up, and hoped for a happy resolution. He wasn't at liberty to say more now.

Quinn and Matt had brought venison in addition to the beef, so there were choices, and I saw that most of the wolves chose the venison. The four newcomers told Quinn what steak they wanted, and how they wanted it cooked. While we ate, we stayed away from the primary business of the night. Rene and Sasha spent a lot of time talking to the four teenagers, asking what might seem like innocuous questions, but which I could see, might not be.

At one point, Quinn got a text from Carl and showed it to me.

If you're having sex with my Mistress, I'd like to watch, sir.

We're conducting business. I'll be by later, cuckold. Make up another bed. Someone will be using it tonight. Maybe you.

"That man has it bad," Quinn said.

The meal over, the four of them signed their NDA's, and crunch time arrived. Rene was letting me take the lead again, which I appreciated. It meant he trusted me with the human side of the equation.

I told Quinn to keep an eye on Jason, as he seemed kind of squirrelly and not too bright. I'm not sure what Sabrina saw in him, other than it appeared he might have a big dick, but not as big as most of the wolves.

I went through my whole werewolf spiel, the genetics which caused wolves to have to mate with humans, including why Jan wasn't having a werewolf baby. I then went over the payments the wolves promised for those who would breed for them, and threw it open for questions. No one had shifted yet.

"Does that mean the werewolves are going to pay me for my child?" Jan said, holding her tummy.

"It doesn't mean that, because your child will be totally human, just like my mother was, and like I am, even though I'm technically a quarter wolf. However, if you were to agree to be a breeder, the wolves might agree to pay your medical expenses for this child, including a small advance, and deduct what you get now from future payments for any wolves you do provide. As Matt fucked up and put a human in you, he's responsible for providing for you and the child, under normal state laws for child support. He needs to be bringing in an income to take care of you, and so far, doesn't seem to have a job, but Quinn is trying to train him for one.

"You need to consider something else, Jan. Matt getting you pregnant, and showing you he was a wolf, was a mistake. Werewolf politics don't allow a young puppy like Matt to breed a werewolf into you. Matt won't be your lover for your werewolf children. He may advance far enough to be part of your last breedings, if you had four puppies, but not any of your first couple. They want to give established, and perhaps mated wolves, first chance at puppies. Matt hasn't earned that right. In fact, he's probably set himself back with his blunder, as it doesn't show maturity."

Jan looked at Matt, and he nodded in agreement with my assessment, but said, "If other wolves had to breed you, I wouldn't care."

"You're saying that I can get paid a total of $1,800,000 dollars for having four puppies?" Sabrina said. "And I don't even have to take care of them."

"That's right, if you allow yourself to be fucked by a werewolf as wolf while you're fertile. That's as much as someone with only a high school diploma can hope to make in a lifetime. But with that money, you're also able to pursue any of your other hopes and dreams. Go to college, get a good job, work or play at anything you like, that won't interfere with a pregnancy, so there are other income opportunities. This money is totally for having puppies, but it's essentially six to eight years of being frequently pregnant to provide four puppies to the pack, at nine months a crack. It's why they're willing to pay so much."

"What's in this for me?" Jason said. Surprise, surprise. "You want to fuck my girlfriend and I'm supposed to what, just watch?"

"Well, Jason, you could have your own income opportunity," I said.

Rene looked at me sharply, wondering where I was going with this.

"What's that?"

"It works both ways. You could get paid ten thousand for every bitch you knock up, provided you can fuck a wolf."

Rene relaxed a little, smiling.

"Why not two hundred grand?"

"Because it doesn't take you as long to knock up a bitch and you don't have to give up nine months of your life if you do. In the nine months Sabrina is pregnant, you could impregnate a hundred bitches, and you'd be a millionaire, while she only got $200,000 for more work than just fucking. That's fair."

Sabrina laughed. "That is fair."

"The real question is; can you fuck a wolf? I'm sure one of the bitches who isn't pregnant will take you upstairs and let you practice, and see how you do. We still need to prove the existence of werewolves to each of you except Jan, who's the only one who's seen it. Daphne, will you fuck Jason?"

"If he can get it up, I will."

"I can get it up."

"Remember, she won't look like she does now. She'll look like a wolf. In fact, Lisette, if he actually does get an erection, you might want to go upstairs with him and make sure he puts it in the right hole. Maybe you masturbating in front of him will help keep him hard. Go ahead Daphne, strip off and shift."

Daphne did, and the three who hadn't seen it before were floored, despite knowing it could happen. Daphne went up to Jason and woofed.

Brigitte said, "If you pull your dick out, she'll lick it to get you hard."

"She won't bite my dick off, will she?"

"That would be a violation of the treaty, Matt," I said. "Despite her appearance, Daphne is still essentially the same being she was a minute ago. Wolves are very good at licking things. When one licks your pussy, it's really special." That was thrown out for the ladies.

Jason reluctantly, I thought, pulled out his cock. It was a respectable size for a human, perhaps seven inches if he was erect, but nothing special compared to a wolf. Daphne started licking his cock, and though it did swell a little, Jason never got an erection.

"I'm sure that feels really good, Jason, but the fact of the matter is, humans aren't really attracted to wolves. Werewolves, on the other hand, fuck in their human shapes all the time. In fact, they fuck so often, they're very, very good at it, as Jan can probably attest. Is Matt the best lover you've ever had?"

"He's only the third lover I ever had, but he was like night and day better," Jan said, squeezing his hand.

"And he's only eleven human years old, and only been having sex since what, you were eight, when you first shifted?"

"Yes."

"Imagine fucking someone who's been fucking for a hundred, fifty years, who has had that much more practice than Matt has. It's really special."

Tanya's eyes lit up at that. She looked over all the male wolves standing there. I think she started to become aroused, because I saw dicks hardening in every pair of pants there.

"Getting back to your question, Jason. Unless you can figure out how to fuck a wolf, you probably can't make money doing it. However, having a girlfriend who is having sex with others while she's fertile, might have a side benefit for you. Once Sabrina starts breeding, the wolves want to protect their investment. She'll be assigned someone to look after her.

"Conor and Brigitte are my protectors, Nat and Daphne are Simone's, Tony and Lisette are Dani's. Liam and Ryan are Randa's. When she's not fertile, Sabrina can fuck her bodyguards as humans. So can you. If she picked a mated pair as her bodyguards, they'll have sex with both of you, except for eight days a month when a bitch might be fertile, when her pussy is off limits, but her mouth and ass would still be available. It doesn't matter to wolves. They love to fuck, and fuck all the time. Every time you get an erection, a wolf would be happy to get rid of it for you. They don't even care what sex you are. Every wolf has sucked cocks, every wolf has licked pussies. It makes no difference. Let's face it, just like a dog, they can lick themselves, so nothing is impossible."

"I'm inclined to sign up for four puppies so I can get the bonus," Sabrina said, "but fucking a wolf is a little scary to me. Can I see what that looks like?"

"We know that's scary, and each of the breeders here went through the same anxiety. Quinn, would you like to fuck me as a wolf?"

He looked at me, and without another word, divested himself of his clothes, letting all of the women see what a real man, scratch that, wolf, looked like. Already erect, probably from Tanya at least, and maybe me, as I'd planned to fuck him if the question was asked; his thick, nine plus inch prick stood proudly from his groin. I removed my clothes a little slower, so they could soak in his physical perfection as I dawdled. Both Sabrina and Tanya were drooling before I was naked, maybe Jan a little too, despite Matt.

I put a towel down on a chair, sat down with my pussy on the edge, and said, "Shift."

Quinn's familiar wolf stood in front of me, his cock still big and hard. I spread my legs and Quinn licked me to an orgasm, his tongue doing magical things to me, slurping inside of my vagina. I pulled him up and felt his cock searching for my horny hole, then thrusting half his length inside of me. I orgasmed again. I played with his head, his neck, his ears, as he licked the hard nubs on my breasts, his tongue so long, so strong. He ratcheted his cock forward, and I felt the knot start to form, Brigitte telling them what was happening.

Suddenly, Quinn woofed, and Rene snatched Jason's phone out of his hand. He'd been recording our breeding. Rene deleted it.

"Are you a total idiot," I said. "You just signed documents which promised dire consequences for revealing the existence of werewolves, and you're recording a breeding?"

"What are they going to do to me?"

"How about dump you in a black site in another part of the world, or put you in an insane asylum so doped up, all you can do is babble, and any talk of werewolves is the ranting of a madman? How about kill you, you prick. It's a federal crime with national security implications. How do you think it's been kept secret for the entire existence of our country? Because fuck ups like you were disappeared. The federal government will start keeping an eye on you, shit for brains. Anything leaks out of you, and we'll never see you again. That's the werewolf part of it. You think I want to be arrested for bestiality? I'd kill you myself. Sabrina, if you keep him as your boyfriend, I'll have to seriously question your smarts and your sanity."

"You're right, Jessica. Jason, we're over. I never want to see or hear from you again. Rene, would you please inform the federal government that Jason is a security risk and make sure he's watched like a hawk?"

"Of course."

"Hey," Jason said, "I don't deserve that!"

"Yes, you do. All you had going for you was a dick, and I've now got much better dicks than yours to keep me happy. Make sure he gets home. I'd like to spend the night and see how a wolf fucks. Please continue. This is all rather interesting."

Liam drove Jason home, the women staying. Rene notified someone in Washington DC that someone unreliable had signed an NDA and to keep an eye on him, giving the name and address from his NDA.