Mated to the Pack Ch. 13

Quinn helps Sasha. The breeders begin their road trip in New York, at Dani's parents. Dani and Eva both find out their father is not their biological father, as he was infertile, nor do they have the same father. It turns out Dani didn't fall far from the tree, emulating her mother. Dani's mother, Nicky, ends up submitting to Quinn, who transfers her submission to the New York pack, along with a couple other sluts, who agree to breed for the New York pack. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, interracial sex, interspecies sex, group sex including multiple partner sex, and cuckolding. Thanks to JohnnyGalt and Steve 150177 for their hard work editing.

Mated to the Pack, Ch 13

Road Trip - New York

My collar came off in the morning, but that didn't stop me from being airtight again. I was starting to enjoy cocks being in all of my fuck holes. God only knew I was having a helluva time when I did.

We had a room service breakfast. I wasn't a submissive at the moment, but Quinn asked me if I'd answer the door naked when our order arrived. I nodded and although all of the others were dressed, I answered the door buck naked when the server knocked, letting him in. He couldn't take his eyes off me, and noting the bed torn up and three men and just little ol' me, quickly figured out what had happened last night, not guessing we'd had two other guests at one point.

What I have started becoming, was surprising to me. I'd abhorred the thought of having to turn to prostitution if I couldn't find a job, yet here I was, admitting a server into my room, naked as a jaybird, and letting him think I was a fuck toy for three men last night. I still hated the original thought, because prostitutes had little choice in who they fucked if they were paid, but I was pretty much acting like one anyway. The server probably wondered why the men had hired a pregnant prostitute, but hey, everyone had kinks, right?

We checked out at eleven. The day clerk gave Quinn a message, sealed in an envelope. He opened it up and gave it to me to read.

I'm sorry you didn't call me last night. You looked like you'd be fun. Here's my number if you're interested.

"You should call her," I said. "She could become a pack breeder."

"You think so?" Quinn asked.

"Susan would have become a pack breeder too, if she weren't too old to have children," I replied.

"I think you're right," Quinn said, laughing. "I'll give her a call on the way home."

Quinn seemed a lot more relaxed, happy, social, than when I'd first met him. Maybe I'd done a second good thing for the pack.

Orrin pulled up in front of the hotel at 11:30 on the dot. We climbed in. I was wearing actual clothes today, and I think Orrin was a little disappointed. Instead of heading home, we headed down to the waterfront.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"I want you to meet someone."

"Who?"

"I'll tell you later."

We arrived at the docks, and there was a long pier, with boat slips going off to either side. We walked down to the end of the pier, and there was a young man standing there, looking out over the harbor.

"That's the one. I want you to have a chat with him."

"Okay, why?"

"He has a lot in common with your mother. He doesn't know who his birth parents were."

"Sasha's son?"

Quinn nodded, and I kissed him. "Have you told her?" I asked.

"Not yet. I thought you might like to tell her. It's best he not know at the moment, in case Sasha doesn't think she should meet him. She doesn't look much older than he does. He's twenty-seven."

She'd been raped twenty-eight years ago, so that tracked. I took Quinn's hand and we walked up to the man together. He was handsome, as most men or women were who were the result of wolf matings. I could see lots of Sasha's Amerindian ancestry, as he was darker skinned than most, looking deeply tanned.

"Sean Hagerty," Quinn called out, and he turned to face us, an expectant look on his face. "Quinn Whelan, the man who called you and asked you to meet out here."

"You said you might have news about my mother. Is this my sister?"

"No, she's unrelated to you, but her mother was also adopted and didn't know who her birth parents were. This is Jessica Huppert. She had some luck tracking down her mother's father, although her grandmother had died in childbirth. It's possible she can help you too."

"Really, that's great."

"Sean, I'm very happy to meet you," I said. "Why don't we have a seat over here and tell me all about yourself. It might help me to find your mother."

We sat down on a bench and he told me a lot about himself. We talked for roughly an hour. He was genuinely happy, and told me all about his adoptive parents and siblings, a boy and girl, both younger. He'd graduated from high school and never gone to college. He worked as a charter boat captain. He pointed out his boat. It was a big one, so he seemed to be doing well for himself. He didn't have a girlfriend, having broken up with his last one roughly two months before. It was mutual, so he wasn't torn up about it, and he was looking around for someone else.

"Would you consider dating Jessica?" Quinn asked, and I looked at him in shock.

"What, you're not dating anyone," Quinn said.

"I'm pregnant. He doesn't want to get involved with a pregnant woman."

"She's a surrogate mother for an infertile couple," Quinn said. "She'll be giving up the child when she delivers it. Would that present a problem for you, Sean?"

"I don't think so. Not if we liked each other."

"There you go, why don't you exchange phone numbers. You'll need 's if you find his parents anyway."

Sean eagerly gave me his, and I gave him mine. "I'm going to take a road trip with some girlfriends doing the same surrogate thing as I am," I told him. "We're leaving in a couple of weeks, and we'll probably be gone a month. I won't contact you before then unless I find your parents," I said, "but I'll call when I get back and see if you'd like to meet."

"That's great, Jessica. You're sweet and I enjoy talking to you. I hope you can find my birth parents."

"Do you mind if I take your picture?" I asked.

"Not at all."

I took his photo so I could show it to Sasha. I had no idea how she'd feel about finding out about her son, or what she would do once she knew, but it would be her choice now, not someone else's. We said our goodbyes and headed back down the pier to the car.

When we returned, Conor and Matt had gotten out, since we'd been gone over an hour, though they'd stuck close, so they'd see us when we came back.

"What was all this about then," Conor asked.

"We may have found Sasha's son," I said. "Can we go straight to the compound?"

Quinn looked pointedly at Orrin. "No, he'll need to get back to his family. It's Sunday, after all."

Of course, Orrin was human. What an idiot. I did call Sasha and told her I'd be coming in a couple hours and asked if she could meet me.

"You know I will, Jessica."

"I'll see you then."

We stopped for some fast food on the way, and after eating, Quinn called Diane and chatted her up. He told her he was sorry for not calling before she got off work, but he'd give her a call in about a week and set up a date. She sounded excited. What was I thinking; of course she did. Who wouldn't want to have a Greek God in their bed. She already knew she was going to get fucked. She'd offered last night, and he was accepting now.

Dani called while we were on the road. "Tony definitely can't go on our road trip," she said. "Do you have any other ideas?"

"Give me a second. I'm putting you on hold."

I looked at Quinn speculatively. I couldn't believe what was about to come out of my mouth.

"Can you take off for a month?" I asked.

"Why?"

"To go on our road trip with us? Dani and I can be your submissive sluts on the trip, except when I'm with Gretchen."

Quinn smiled, and it was a devilish smile, and I wondered what I was getting myself in for.

"Will Lisette still be coming? I think Tony would have a problem with his mate being gone that long without him, and with me."

"No, I'm sure he would too. I was thinking of Brigitte. She was uncomfortable letting me out of her sight anyway."

"Brigitte is doable." They were definitely getting along better.

I took Dani off hold. "Quinn and Brigitte will come instead of Tony and Lisette. There's just one thing you need to know."

"What's that."

"You and I will be his submissive sluts while we're on the road."

Dani laughed. "Carl will get a kick out of that."

"Will you?"

"I think we'll both enjoy ourselves," Dani said. "I wonder what mother will say?"

"Let's hope she doesn't want to join us. An elderly couple joined us in our hotel room last night. They enjoyed themselves."

Dani laughed again. "We have ourselves a plan. I'll let the others know."

She hung up, but I wasn't done. I had one more question. "What nationality is Whelan?"

"Irish."

"Does it mean something?"

"In Gaelic, it would be ó Faoláin. It means wolf."

Of course it did. I kissed him, settling against his chest as his arm went around me.

******

As soon as we got back to Quinn's, Brigitte, Conor and I took our vehicle and headed to wolf central. Rene and Sasha both came out to greet us.

"We didn't expect to see you so late in the day," Sasha said. "What's the big rush?"

"I think Quinn found the son you gave up for adoption," I said.

Sasha gasped and clasped a hand over her heart. "How sure are you?"

"Fairly sure. He was given up for adoption twenty-seven years ago, in Portland, and has never found his birth parents. His adoption was handled by the Tender Mercies Adoption Agency, and he was born on May 25. His name is Sean Hagerty. I have his picture if you want to see it."

Each revelation increased Sasha's joy and when I offered his picture, she snatched the phone out of my hand, although she needed to hand it back because it wasn't unlocked.

"How? Why?"

I unlocked it, went to the photos app and handed it back to her. She gazed on his likeness a long time.

"We heard about the other wolf hanging with Matt and what happened to him. I asked Quinn if he could use his government contacts to find out what happened to him after he was adopted, if he was happy. I spent over an hour talking to him today. He's a boat captain, has his own charter boat, not with anyone at the moment, but looking. Has an adoptive brother and sister. His parents conceived after they adopted him. He'd like to meet his birth parents, but you don't look that much older than he does, so Quinn said it was iffy to introduce you as his mother. If I may offer a suggestion?"

"What?" Sasha asked, still looking at him.

"Unless we tell him about werewolves, he can't know you're his mother, but I was going to contact him about going on a date when I got back from my road trip. Perhaps you and Rene could join us on a double date, as just someone else who's my friend, like Quinn. Why don't you think about it while I'm gone and decide what you'd like to do."

Sasha threw her arms around me and hugged me. "Thank you, Jessica."

"Quinn did most of the work," I said.

"And that wolf will be appropriately rewarded," Sasha said. "But you were the one who thought to ask about it. Please send me this picture."

"Of course."

I sent her the photo. I'd done a good thing today, and I was pretty happy about it.

******

It was the day before we were to leave on our road trip. Carl and Dani were over at my house, waiting for Quinn to arrive. It was the last chance for Carl to have sex with his fiancée before we left, so he was waiting for Quinn's permission, and for me to give him the key. Quinn was bringing the big Suburban SUV, and was spending the night at my place, which was a first. The only place other than his I'd slept with him, was Carl's house, next door, and the hotel in Portland. He'd be in my bed tonight. The thought had my pussy drooling.

A week ago, Dani, Quinn and I had gone shopping for maternity clothes to take on our trip. The reason Quinn had gone is he wanted them appropriately slutty for his two submissives. The clerk who waited on us asked Quinn which one of us he was married to.

"Neither one."

"Just helping them to pick out clothes, then?"

"Making sure everything is provocative. I want men to look at them and think, 'damn, that woman is hot. What I wouldn't do to have a piece of that, even though they are pregnant.' If even you want to have sex with them, my job is done."

Sure enough, the woman helped pick out some slutty clothes. Most of it was belly baring, if the temperatures permitted, like in the car or a home. We had coats or sweaters if we had to go outside for any length of time.

Today, as per usual, we were naked. I was five months pregnant, Dani was four and a half, the other breeders between four to four and a half months along, while Brigitte was three. We were picking up the others from their homes tomorrow, so only Dani, Carl, Brigitte and Conor were here now. When Quinn knocked, Carl let him in. Carl was in his cock cage.

"Hey, cuckold. You must be desperate. You haven't fucked Dani for two weeks."

"Yes, sir."

"I haven't fucked her for a week, not since I took her out shopping, so I feel your pain. How are my two sluts?"

"Just fine, sir," Dani said.

"I want the two of you to go shave each other in the shower, nice and smooth. No hair at all below the neck. Then put this cream on. It retards hair growth. Use it twice a day, morning and night. How much have you two had sex?"

"Only a couple times," I said. "Dani isn't into to pussy as much as I am. If she's with someone, it's mostly Lisette."

"That's going to change. I like my two sluts licking lots of pussy."

"Yes, sir," Dani said. She took the cream from Quinn. "Come on, fellow slut, let's get this over with."

This was the first time anyone else had shaved me. I'd been fingered enough to be accustomed to other people touching me, but that was for sex. This was different, but still erotic and arousing to me. Arousing enough, even Dani could smell me when she was close to my pussy, shaving it. Hair came off my arms, legs, groin, even the wispy hairs around my ass, which I'd never bothered shaving before. Then I did the same to her, and it was a different kind of touching. After drying off we spread the cream on each other, which made us even smoother and softer. I orgasmed when Dani spread it between my legs.

"Horny bitch, aren't you?"

"Just knowing Quinn has control of me the entire trip, has me on a hair trigger," I replied.

"I really only had him to myself that one night, but he's pretty special. I loved the sex."

"It's not just the sex, it's the Dominance. Sometimes, it scares me how I become around him. I wanted to limit my submission to maybe a weekend day a month. This will be a whole month."

"Then why did you agree to be his bitch for a month?"

"Because I wanted him to come, and felt I had to entice him."

Dani laughed. "And you're a slut. You've got it bad. I wonder how it will be for me, if I'll react the same? I have to admit the games he plays with me are fun, but I know a lot of it is for Carl's benefit."

"When you carry on about how you love Quinn's cock and how great he is as a lover; is that strictly a show for Carl?"

"Not strictly, no. I exaggerate a little, but damn, he's good. And he stretches me out so nice. I love a nice girthy dick, and his is the girthiest one around."

"You up for lots of pussy licking?"

"As long as I can get me some good dick, I can lick a pussy or two, and we'll have two of the best in Nat and Quinn."

"That's for sure. Have you ever sucked a wolf cock?"

"Hell, no! Quinn isn't going to make us do that, will he?"

"He won't make us, no, but I've done it a few times."

"Eww! How was it?" Dani asked, somewhat excitedly, I thought.

"It was okay. Wolf cum tastes pretty much like human cum, but there's a lot more of it. I feel so perverted when I do it."

"I can imagine. I might want to watch you do that, see what it's like."

We went back downstairs. Quinn said, "nice" and had Dani lie on the floor.

"Cuckold, pay attention. I'm ordering Dani to let you cum inside of one of her fuck holes seven times between now and when we leave tomorrow morning, but, for every time you jack off, it's one less time she has to fuck you, so it's in your best interest not to masturbate. However, you'll be unlocked, so the temptation to touch yourself will be ever present."

Quinn unlocked Carl's cage after I gave him the key, and his cock was instantly hard. I wondered how much he'd actually get to fuck Dani.

While Dani was on the floor, Quinn put on some temporary tattoos.

"My last name is Whelan, cuckold, which is the English pronunciation, for the Irish word for Wolf. I'm putting my symbols on my sluts. At some point, I hope to make these tattoos permanent, but we don't have time to do so now."

On Dani's left breast, he put a wolf's head, with the tongue looking as if it was licking her nipple. On her right breast, he put a temp tattoo that said 'Quinn's Bitch'. Over her mons, he put 'Slut - Insert Cock Here' with an arrow pointing to her pussy, and a smaller wolf's head, looking as if it was going to lick her clit. I can see why he wanted us shaved and unable to grow hair. After those tattoos had dried and become as permanent as they could be, he had her turn over and added one to her ass that said, 'Or Here' with an arrow pointing at her asshole, and another wolf's head, about to lick her ass. He let both of those tattoos dry, then told me to lick her to three orgasms, which I did. Unfortunately, Carl couldn't quit touching himself as I licked Dani and orgasmed.

"Down to six, cuckold. Are you going home tonight without pussy?"

After I'd finished licking, Quinn and Conor put Dani on her hands and knees, and spit roasted her, and as they spurted their cum into her, Carl climaxed again.

"Five. Now clean up my pussy."

Carl licked all of Quinn's cum up. Then it was my turn. I got the same wolf tattoos as Dani, in the same three places. The other tattoos were a little different. On my right breast, visible with a slutty enough outfit, of which most of mine would be, it said only 'SLUT'. On my big belly, he put, 'I don't have a clue who fathered my baby'. That's not exactly true. I knew it was one of eleven different wolves, but it made the SLUT on my chest more believable, and it would be visible any time my belly was bare, which would be most of the time, possibly more than my tits. On my mons, Quinn put, "Fuck Me'.

Once it dried to semi-permanence, Dani was ordered to lick me to three orgasms. Watching Dani lick pussy caused Carl to play with his cock again and he was down to four. Before Quinn put me on my hands and knees, he whispered to me.

"I want Carl to lick my cum from your pussy. Would you have a problem with it?"

It would be the first time Carl would touch me sexually since I got drunk and fucked him. Since he was now getting married to Dani and essentially under her and Quinn's control, I didn't anticipate him coming after me for more sex on a regular basis. I figured it wouldn't make much difference if he licked me.

"I don't want to fuck him again, but he can lick me anytime you order it. I'll agree to that."

"Excellent."

I was spit-roasted like Dani had been, a good fucking with lots of orgasms so Carl would know just how much any woman enjoyed Quinn's masterful fucking. He didn't jack off though. I didn't have the same emotional intensity anymore that he had with Dani. He knew he'd never pleasured me as well as Quinn did. That was obvious.

Quinn told Carl to clean my pussy. He looked at me for permission, and I said, "Obey my Master, and the owner of Dani's pussy if you ever want to fuck that pussy again."