Mated to the Pack Ch. 23

He laughed. "Yeah, I can't believe my luck."

"Are one of you going to have him make an honest woman out of you?" I asked

"Don't know yet," Randa said. "Probably not until we've completed our breeding contracts. For now, we're satisfied with the way things are."

"Have you two done the dirty with each other?"

"We've fooled around a couple times, but mostly," Karina said, "I see Stan on the weekend, and Randa sees him on weekdays. Today, he might get lucky with both of us."

Stan grinned.

I had a few words with everyone who came to our wedding, meeting some of Sean's more distant relatives for the first time, including his step-grandparents, now in their seventies. They were all nice folks to talk to. I wondered if any of the rest of them knew his parents were in a D/s relationship.

The meal we had was excellent. One of the things we'd done was to offer venison as a choice of meats along with beef and chicken due to the large number of wolves attending our wedding, and a large number of guests had selected it as a choice. I have to say, though, that the way Quinn cooked it was better than the way the hotel prepared it.

When it became time for the speeches, Devin told some things about Sean that I'd never heard before from when he was younger. A few stories about his early girlfriends that I could use as ammo some day. Both of our fathers gave us marital advice for a long lived marriage.

Although it wasn't customary for other groomsmen to make speeches, Quinn got up and called for everyone's attention.

"The reason I'm a member of the wedding party is kind of an interesting story," Quinn said. "I didn't know either the bride or groom growing up, but I knew both of her bridesmaids, one of whom I wasn't really on good terms with. I was being a total dickhead one day and might have been inclined to do something with unpleasant, and permanent consequences. Suddenly, this little chit of a girl has a knife to my throat and tells me she'll make a permanent end to my life if I continue being a dickhead.

"'Amazing,' I thought to myself. I'm like a foot taller, twice her weight, three to four times as strong, hunt fugitives for a living, and she's brave enough to hold a knife to my throat and order me to behave. I need to know more about this person, because this is a woman I could totally love, absolutely fearless. She made a promise to me that she'd give me something I wanted if I behaved and explained the enmity I had for her roommate, Brigitte.

"In the process of explaining, and the consequent revelations of all involved, she repaired the relationships I had with a number of different people. I admired the way Jessica stood up for her friend, and fixed what should never have been broken in the first place. I'd hoped, that at some point, I might be the one in Sean's place right now, but that was not to be, for a variety of reasons, but I knew that whoever won her hand, would be happy for the rest of his life.

"In doing a favor for Jessica and my boss, Sasha Devereaux, I met Sean, and immediately realized, he might be the one who could give Jessica what I couldn't, so I introduced them and encouraged her to date him. So when she was holding a knife to my throat, she sent us all down the path to where she sits beside her new husband, a man I consider to be the luckiest man alive, because he won her heart. To the bride and groom, I say, live long, love hard, laugh often. I'm glad you met the person of your dreams."

We drank, then Sean whispered, "You didn't really hold a knife to his throat, did you?"

"I did. Let this be a warning to you; don't be a dickhead."

Sean laughed and kissed me. "I'll try never to be a dickhead."

Not many people knew the story of how Sean and I met, so for the rest of the evening, I had to answer quite a few questions related to that story. I couldn't say that his dickhead move would have been to impregnate Brigitte, because non-wolves wouldn't have known he was doing something legal under the rules of the pack, even if it was a dick move, so I didn't really go into that. Apparently, even Rene and Sasha didn't know the full story either, as they had a few questions as well. I could be more open with them. My parents had heard the story, so they weren't surprised, nor Gretchen, who'd gotten the full story. Alicia hadn't gotten the full story, so she whispered to me later that her pussy was wet.

"We'll take care of that later," I said.

At one point, Sean's buddy, Chris, the other groomsman, came up to us and said he'd asked Brigitte to join him in his room later, hoping for some post wedding nookie. Brigitte told him she was joining the bride and groom later.

"Is she really joining you later, or was she just blowing me off?" Chris asked.

Sean told him it was true, that Brigitte and Alicia were frequent sexual partners and they were both joining us tonight.

"No way! Three of the hottest women here and you're going to be in bed with all three? Please tell me where I can find a wife like Jessica."

"Can't help you. I just kind of lucked into her."

"Luck is right. You've got a fairy tale marriage, buddy. Don't ever give her up."

"Don't intend to," Sean said.

"What about the Maid of Honor?" Chris asked. "Is she available?"

"She's a lesbian," I said, "and she's going to be in our bed tonight as well, although Sean won't get to fuck her. She's not on birth control and needs to have another surrogate baby soon."

"Damn! Some guys get all the luck."

"It's payment for having me pregnant all the time by providing children to infertile couples," I said. "Since I'm fat all the time, I felt he should have some young ladies who weren't. It's hard for him to live with me carrying four babies for someone else. There has to be some recompense for having to put up with it. If you can meet someone willing to be bred by others, perhaps you can have a couple of other ladies in your bed as well."

"Easier said than done," Chris said.

"Exactly," I agreed. "There are several women here doing the breeding bit. You just have to convince them that you're the kind of man who can overlook their big bellies and be a good lad about it. Just pick anyone of them that's pregnant, and ask them if they're committed to anyone, and if they aren't, ask them on a date. Who knows what might happen. One of the guys here tonight is dating two pregnant women. It's just a matter of putting up with some stuff."

"You don't mind putting up with Jessica being pregnant four times?" Chris asked.

"Well, I missed most of the first one, and we dated through the second one, and it was a problem at first until I met some of the people involved and realized how big the problem was and how grateful the couples are for the surrogate services. Granted, I do have to put up with it two more times, plus however many children Jessica and I want to have, but Jessica does make sure I get something out of it, so it's hard to complain that I'm not getting enough sex."

"No kidding. I wanted to have a threesome once and got shot down, crashing and burning the whole way."

"Are you willing to have an MMF threesome, or are you locked into FFM?" I asked.

"You mean suck a dick? No thanks."

"Not suck a dick, just share a woman. One in her pussy, and the other one in her mouth or ass," I said.

"Have you done that?" Chris asked Sean.

"No, but he hasn't had to," I answered. "I have two female bodyguards, but Simone has a male and female, and Randa has two males. I think Randa and Karina are both dating Stan because he doesn't care what they do with their bodyguards. Something to think about. You'll want to make sure you're medically clean if you have sex with women trying to procreate with someone else."

After Chris went away, Sean asked me, "Would you ever want an MMF threesome?"

"I've had some. You know how fluid lupine sexuality is. They don't care who's in their bed."

"What was it like for you?"

"It's nice, but I don't need it, Sean. If you want to see what it's like, you can make Alicia or Brigitte air tight. They'd be happy to show you, without the negative emotional consequences for you."

"Air tight?"

"My, you are inexperienced. A cock in every fuck hole at once. For a guy, it would be two dicks, and for a woman it's three. If you're a submissive, your Dominant has usually made you airtight at least once."

"I haven't done it to you."

"Everyone is not the same. You're not Carl. You wouldn't enjoy seeing other men fucking your wife. It would bother you having other men in our bed. I doubt your mother has been airtight either. If you want to simulate it, let Brigitte and Alicia come to bed with strap-ons, and you can see what it's like for me without inviting another man."

"Do you miss it?"

"Not so much that I need it again. It was nice to experience, but I'm very content being your pussycat." I fingered my lace collar. "If I'd wanted to be with a wolf, I'd be with a wolf. I wanted you." I kissed him. "We're very good, just the way we are."

******

During the reception following the meal, I danced with a lot of different people, women as well as men, giving Sean around one out of every four or five dances. A few times, a hand on a man drifted a little too far south, if you know what I mean, and I had to move it up a few inches. The only ones who got to dip that low were my four lovers, although Gretchen and Sean were the only ones who did. In fact, Gretchen had both my ass cheeks clutched in her hot mitts as we swayed to the music.

"I suppose I'll see you less and less the deeper you are into your marriage," Gretchen said.

"Not necessarily. Sean is trying to be more open towards Quinn and we're actually invited to his house after we get back from our honeymoon. Quinn will be invited to our place as well. Obviously, you're welcome to come every time Quinn comes, as well as coming on your own. Sean doesn't care about us."

"Thank God!"

"You're not wrong about finding someone else for yourself though, Gretchen. I want you to be happy with your own love, not taking scraps from me."

"The only people I meet are wolves. I'm like you. I don't want to marry a wolf."

"There are lesbian hangouts in Portland. You can meet other women if you choose to. Spend a weekend. Go to one or two of them each night. Find yourself a nice girl."

"I'll take you up on that."

"Be sure you do."

My next dance with Sean, he said, "I saw it when Gretchen danced with you, how much she loves you."

"Does it bother you?"

"Not at all, surprisingly enough."

"I told her to spend a weekend or two at our place and hit some of the lesbian places in Portland to find herself someone of her own. I love her enough, I don't want her satisfied with what little I can give her."

"I want to fuck you in the worst way."

"That's good, since you're my husband now. We don't have to stay any longer. We just need to toss the bouquet and the garter, give our respects to our most honored guests, then we can retire to our room and you can have your way with me, Master."

"You just gave me an erection."

"It won't be the last one I give you tonight, sir."

He put his hands on my ass and gave me a kiss I felt down to my toes. When he released me, I got the DJ's attention and quickly arranged for me to toss my bouquet. Brigitte, as tall as she was, caught it. As far as I knew, she didn't have anyone in her life she'd be mating with. On the other hand, as my bodyguard, now with no access to other dicks, maybe she couldn't find a guy. Maybe I should replace her so she could mingle with wolves again. I'd ask her after my honeymoon.

When Sean removed my garter, he felt how much moisture I was producing, and quickly shot it into a crowd of bachelors, about half of them members of his crew. One of them caught it. We said goodbyes to our parents, grandparents, and disappeared.

I was taking Sean all for myself for the first hour, before the other three joined us.

******

Sean undressed me carefully, not wanting to ruin my dress. When I was naked except for my lace, he pushed down on my shoulders. I sank to my knees in front of him and extracted his hard cock. I looked at him with love in my eyes.

"You can fuck or get sucked by whichever slut you want, Master, but every drop of cum from your balls goes into my fertile womb for the next six days. I want to ensure that you knock me up on our honeymoon. You tell the wolves to get you hard, suck you close to cumming, fuck their tight cunts however much you can, but when it's time, you plant your seeds in me, sir. We don't have to worry about these hotel sheets, so I don't care if they have to throw them away when we're done. Not a drop of your cum gets licked out of my fertile pussy for the next week. I don't care if we all sleep in a wet spot. Now, knock your slut bitch up."

I sank down over his cock until he groaned. While sucking him, I worked his pants down, took off his shoes and socks and got him to back up until his back was against the bed, close enough he could flop onto his back so I could ride him through his orgasm. I did everything I could to make his first orgasm be a good one. When I felt his orgasm was less than a minute away, I pushed him on his back and rode him hard until he painted my cunt with his cum.

"Good, got that first one out of the way, sir. How would you like to fuck your slut now?"

He'd hardly lost an iota of stiffness. He was still filling me up quite nicely.

"Doggy style, so I can look at your perfect ass."

"I do try to keep a nice tight ass for you, Master. I don't want pregnancy spread to fuck with your arousal by me. However, it's no longer doggy style, it's wolf style. We don't do doggy. We do wolf, so fuck your bitch and give her another dose of baby batter."

I got on my hands and knees and looked back at him. "Fuck my slutty cunt, Master. Breed me."

Sean groaned and slammed his cock into me. He fucked me hard for twenty minutes before squirting another sack full of bun butter up my oven. He was an animal. When he was done, we had time to take the rest of his tux off before I sucked him to another erection.

I lay down on the bed, and spread my legs. I could feel some of his two previous loads leaking from my pussy.

"Look at the mess you made of my slutty cunt, sir. Imagine all of the millions of sperm already searching for my fertile egg. I need more. I want that egg passing through a reservoir of sperm so thick, it will slow down its passage. I need another load. Fuck your shameless slut and breed her so I don't have to find another stud to knock me up."

Sean was on me like white on rice, sliding his thick prick through the cum easing out already, and trying his damndest to add more. He was still pounding me when Gretchen, Alicia and Brigitte entered the room.

I heard them chatting as they undressed, then Gretchen swung a leg over me and lowered her pussy over my mouth, squelching the frequent moans as I orgasmed over and over.

"You won her heart, you cocky bastard," Gretchen said above me, sliding her folds over my lips as she fucked my face. "Don't ever forget what a marvelous treasure you have. If you ever mistreat her, I swear I'll kill you."

"You say the sweetest things to me," Sean panted, pumping. "If I ever do, I hope you will. I know what I have and I'm never voluntarily giving it up."

Gretchen orgasmed, flooding my mouth with her sweet nectar, and Brigitte took her place. Sean finally climaxed the third time and as soon as he vacated my pussy, Alicia went to clean it up.

Sean stopped her. "No one cleans up her pussy until she's pregnant."

"Damn, did you have to fuck her in the middle of the bed?" Alicia said.

"You can lick it off the bed if you want," Sean said. "That's not anywhere close to her pussy. Get used to it, Jessica said my sperm doesn't go anywhere but her pussy until she's pregnant."

"But we still get to fuck you, right?" Alicia said. "I need some dick in the worst way. You won't believe how horny the women at weddings are. Half of the bitches were aroused, and the rest were getting that way."

"I can still fuck you, but have sperm, will travel. I need to cum inside Jessica."

"We can work around that," Alicia said, starting to stroke his cock. "No problemo."

Brigitte orgasmed and Gretchen lay down next to me and held my hand, while Brigitte licked her. At some point, I recovered enough I could start to kiss her, and feel her up.

Alicia rode Sean beside us until he said he was close, then Alicia dismounted and helped him find my sodden slit to fill it with a fourth deposit of cum. We had the room the next day too, so we weren't in a rush, but it was midnight, so we nodded off shortly afterward. Sean slept in the wet spot with two women on either side of him, me and Gretchen on one side and Brigitte and Alicia on the other.

We fucked first thing in the morning, Brigitte getting some dick while Gretchen and I sixty-nined. Sean made another baby bank deposit when he was close.

"I don't mind a little sperm mixed in with my pussy juice, but that was disgusting," Gretchen said when she rolled out from under me. "There were big clumps of cock cum dripping out of her cunt. One of you wolves, can do that the next time. I want purer pussy."

I patted Gretchen's cheeks. "I know I'm a big disappointment to you, lover. Marrying a cock, filling my pussy with sperm. Once I'm pregnant, it won't be so bad. Someone will clean up first."

"I have to go back to Wisconsin for my next breeding. Ingrid and Conor will go back with me," Gretchen said. "I'll stay there until you get there, and we can fly back together."

"Why is Conor going?" Sean asked.

"One of my other high school friends has had a human child with him already since her husband is infertile. They want another child with him so the children look alike," I said. "After she has this one, she needs to give another puppy to the pack. The Wisconsin and New England packs made a deal that even if Conor gives her the human baby, the Wisconsin pack breeds her to get the puppy. You'll meet them while we're there. I'm starving. We need to eat before my husband fucks me again."

"So he has to watch his wife fuck another man?" Sean asked

"Well, he wouldn't have to watch, but he chooses to."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Why did you want to see me bred by Quinn? You didn't have to watch. You could have come to make sure I was treated okay, but fucked one of the other bitches in another room. It's a mystery. Psychology isn't my science. Do you know, Brigitte? You have more life experience."

"I imagine that it's primarily the sperm competition. Studies have shown that males of any species respond to the mating of their female to another male, with more energetic and more satisfying sex. Even though Martin is infertile and his sperm is worthless, the instinct to breed her after another male would be present, wanting to push the other sperm out and replace it with his. It's not the same intensity that cuckolds feel, because they don't even necessarily want to replace another man's semen with their own. Carl might be more happy that Dani is having a baby that can't possibly be his, but Martin wishes Melanie's child could be his, but it can't be. You know how you were compelled to fuck Jessica after Quinn's wolf fucked her. I'm sure the feelings are much the same."

"Okay. I guess I see that a little."

We ordered from room service, then fucked two more times before Gretchen had to go home, and once after she left. The four of us checked out around four as our house was closer to the airport than the Brunswick Inn. We'd packed for our honeymoon before the wedding, so except for washing some clothes we'd had at the wedding and hanging up my wedding dress and the two bridesmaids gowns, had plenty of time to add two more loads of my husband's sperm to my fertile womb, although Alicia and Brigitte got the fuckings that led to said sperm deposit.