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  I hoped my sister would find someone as wonderful as Reese so she could be happy. Maybe that would be Stan, maybe not but time would tell. All these thoughts and worries about the future made me pensive. Reese had left to go check in with some of his men and I knew our situation would be much better if we could remove the constant threat Delane posed. One threat at a time would be easier to deal with and that was what Reese hoped to accomplish. Right now, I just planned to do some cooking and then take a nap so I would be rested enough to deal with whatever happened next.

  Chapter 10

  The Witch Squad

  I was finally ready to go to bed in the early morning hours. I was glad that my back was strong and my shoulders broad because the problems Rachel had with this rogue combined with the troubles Delane gave us were more than the average wolf could carry. It made me angry that that the witches hadn’t put more effort into taking down this rogue but they were putting all their effort into aiding with the blood drug situation which was a bane to all the world, even humans who this vampire Chief, was also victimizing. He had witches, vampires and wolves in his employ and that in addition to the fact that he didn’t discriminate, he victimized all kinds equally, was why the witches had agreed to help take him down.

  All the resources that were being used against him should have garnered better results. Yes, Chief was on the run and the blood drug trade was finally down by half, but all the other criminals like this rogue witch were using the fact that no attention was on them to run wild. I had considered bounty hunting at one time but a group of young misfit supernaturals under the leadership of a vampire/wolf hybrid had sprung up so I had left it to them. It looked like there was still room for more hunters after all. Delane had no bounty, he was strictly our problem, but the rogue witch that Rachel called Absinths, a hard name to pronounce and I couldn’t manage so I called him Abs, had a hundred thousand dollar bounty. The kicker was that he had to be alive. I suspected he had something besides his captives that the witches wanted. I didn’t care, the bounty was worth the extra effort and what did I want with witches’ toys?

  I had all the toy I needed sleeping soundly in my bed. I debated whether I should wake her or not as I stepped in and closed the door. Faint moonlight filtered through the curtains and hit her lovely face. Like an angel, it illuminated her and she looked peaceful and innocent. I felt a possessiveness whenever I looked at her that no other had ever brought out in me. I also felt something I had never felt before her at all except possibly for Stan but not in the same way nor was it this strong. Love filled me as I gazed upon her sleeping form and a thrill ran through me as it fell on her stomach where our pup grew.

  I already loved the babe enough to lay down my life for it and I suspected that feeling would grow though I wasn’t sure how I could love anything as much as I already loved mother and child. I decided I needed her with every fiber of my being at that moment. Wolves are lusty creatures and I was more that than most, though fighting and hard exercise, which I did every day, helped take the edge off.

  I stripped quickly and was thankful I’d taken a shower at the workout room so I would have no delay in getting her sweet curves up against me. I slid into bed and pulled her to me. She stirred restlessly, already half-awake from the disturbance I had caused when I moved next to her.

  “Reese?” She questioned her voice husky with sleepiness.

  “Who else do you expect in your bed?” I asked playfully.

  I knew the answer to that, no one. No one would dare to come near what was mine. I was the biggest, baddest predator around and I would protect what was mine without mercy. I also knew she wouldn’t want anyone else. Wolves mated for life and a bond formed that was hard to explain to someone that hadn’t been raised around it. Cheating was rare with wolves and it was usually when someone mated without finding their perfect mate. The other time was when a wolf went bat shit crazy but that was also rare. Rogues were considered crazy but the old council had declared many wolves rogue that really weren’t. Many of these were being brought back into the fold. We had accepted a few but most went to packs that had white wolf alphas or alpha mates.

  That might change if word of my red wolf mate ever got out. It would be good for the pack to get new blood but I wasn’t willing to risk my mate and her sister to do so. Those who had joined our pack recently had done so because we were economically sound and offered protection to our members. In today’s world, knowing you would have a good job and safety from the blood drug traffickers and other criminals was golden. Most white wolf ran packs offered the job security but not all had the level of safety we could provide. I was proud of what the alpha and I had accomplished here. The council hadn’t played a notable part in anything worthwhile. They actually slowed progress and at times I wished they’d never been created. Most of them were true politicians in every sense of the word. The only thing that prevented them from being dangerous was the fact that together, the alpha and I could overrule them.

  That was something that would happen more now that our relationship had changed since I had mated his daughter. Years of being rivals wouldn’t be overcome in days, but we had a place to start. Our vision of the future had never been that far apart but now I thought we could learn to compromise, something we had never done with much success before. The council might find themselves unneeded in the near future.

  Megan moved against me and I realized my wild she wolf had woke up. Not only that, but she had started a slow and sensual exploration of my body. I did what any hot blooded male would do. I relaxed back into the bed to enjoy her ministrations and groaned and growled appropriately and often. She was kissing my throat but she stopped to run her tongue over the spot she had bitten to seal our mating. It was a sensitive spot as was the spot where I had bitten her. It would always be sensitive and my body jerked and I growled deep in my throat as waves of pleasure washed over me. If she bit me there I would cum instantly. She didn’t and I was glad because I wanted more time to enjoy what she was doing.

  She worked her was down my chest and she got to one already hard nipple and she licked it making it painfully hard. She sucked it into her mouth and nibbled on it as pleasure swelled inside me. She moved to the other one and made it feel loved as well. She started down my abs and they shivered with delight as she kissed, nipped and sucked leisurely making her way to my navel. It too got a tongue lashing that made my toes curl. I’d never realized how sensitive it was until her tongue had touched it. I groaned and my cock bobbed saying yes to more.

  Her eyes were drawn to my massive erection but she turned her attention back to her slow descent. She continued to kiss, nip and lick her way down but moved to the side avoiding my aching cock in favor of my leg. I growled in protest but she ignored me. I wiggled and squirmed as she worked her way down the inside of my leg to my foot where she gently kissed my instep before moving to my other foot. While her mouth moved over me, her fingers did too, stroking and caressing me which drove me crazy with need.

  She worked her way up the inside of my other leg until finally her face was even with my surging beast. She stared almost as if in a trance at the large drop of dew almost ready to drip off the end of my plum colored cockhead. It was the hardest it had ever been straining toward her mouth as if begging and pleading her to give it some relief. The veins stood out on its side and my balls were so tight they too ached with need. She moved closer almost like slow motion and her tongue stroked the top of my cock lapping up the glistening drop just before it would have dripped off the end and been lost.

  “Mm.” She moaned and the vibration made my cock jerk hard. Her lips opened and moved sliding over my cock engulfing it and moving down, down and down further still until it disappeared from sight and I could feel it hit the back of her throat. My whole body jerked with the incomparable pleasure of feeling and seeing her deliver such marvelous sensations.

  Her cheeks hollowed as she tightened her mouth and slid up revealing inch after inch of my cock. I shivered from
the delicious sensations and groaned low and long. Her hand worked my ball sack gently but firmly keeping it tight and pleasurable. Her other hand had moved to my exposed shaft stroking it. Now she repeated her action over and over picking up speed and seeming to suck harder on each retreat. I tingled which heralded my coming orgasm but I tried to hold it off for maximum enjoyment. The time came when the pleasure overwhelmed my senses and I knew I was about to blow my load.

  “I’m cumming.” I groaned so she could pull back and not have to take it. She only worked me harder and when I came, she took every drop in her mouth and sucked my cock clean.

  She smiled at me and had the satisfied look of the cat that got the cream and in a way I suppose she had. I pulled her up my body and let her seat herself on my cock which had never completely gone soft and was now, once again, ready for action. She moaned as she slowly sank down my shaft until she was fully and firmly seated in place. She leaned down and kissed me and I tasted my flavor in her mouth. I didn’t mind and it was even arousing since it reminded me of what she had just done.

  I groaned too as she was fully impaled on my length. This was just what I needed to relax and enjoy life for a little while. She began to rock and roll her hips from side to side and I felt the tension build inside. I could tell by how hot and slick she was that her time was near too.

  “Oh goddess, Reese. So good, so close. She moaned.

  “Cum, my love!” I demanded and she did just like that. She froze and her muscled locked around me pushing tighter and tighter. I couldn’t hold off a second longer as I joined her in the throes of a magnificent orgasm.

  My body jerked spewing cum into her channel until I had none left to give and still my body tried to send more. I was dizzy from the powerful climax that had taken all my essence but also relaxed all my stress and left my body simple craving to snuggle up to my female and sleep until I was fully rested. I looked at her and she was equally drained barely able to keep her eyes open as she slid off me but glued herself to my side. I had never been what you would call a snuggler. Females had their purpose and I had left when I was done. Even those from the pack had never entered my domain and I had never stayed in theirs any longer than necessary. I curled into my mate pulling her tight against me and drifted off to sleep.

  When I woke in the morning, late morning judging by the sunlight coming through the window, Megan was gone and her side of bed cold as ice. I smiled as the memory of last night ran through my mind like a video. My mate had been magnificent and I could go for that all the time. Maybe tonight, I would drive her wild. I got up and the ache between my legs brought my eyes down to the massive morning wood brought on just by the memory of what Megan could do. Maybe a little shower relief was in order just so I could make it until tonight without getting snappy and irritable.

  I hurried to the shower to take care of business and get on with my day. I set the water hot, as hot as I could stand and I filled my hand with soap. It was the body soap Megan used because it had moisturizer and didn’t dry my skin. I’d never realized what a difference that could make. I slid it on my cock stroking from tip to base and back again firmly. After last night it wasn’t hard to imagine Megan sucking my cock for all she was worth. The surprise was how quick I got off. Ropes of hot white cum shot out all over the stall wall only to be carried to drain by the water coming out of one of the strategically located streams coming out of the wall. Thank the goddess we had great water pressure. I finished my shower quickly, got ready and headed downstairs.

  Megan was cooking what smelled like lunch. It looked like tomato basil soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. She had enough to feed an army which was good since I had a meeting that almost all of my men would attend. The only ones excluded were those on guard duty. Jam, who was in charge of security, would fill them in. Yes, Jam was a mess sometimes but Stan was in charge of him and kept a close watch and tight control over everything.

  I sat down and my mate immediately set me up with a large wolf sized bowl of soup and two sandwiches to start off. A large glass of tea and a piece of pie, it looked like cherry my favorite, was also placed nearby. Almost forgotten was the days when we had foraged and tried to cook for ourselves. My males all loved that she was here and many were becoming quite attached to her in their own way. Her sister was another matter. Her obvious witch powers and her sarcastic nature made my males uncertain of how to act around her. She wasn’t a delicate miss either. She wanted to get right in with the boys and even in such a short time had shown she could outshoot most if not all of them.

  I ate breakfast and sat quietly listening to all the talk around me. Megan had other food cooking and she and Rachel were discussing witchy stuff. My wolf wasn’t happy but I forced myself to listen.

  “So if I have the power, you can teach me what I need to know?” Megan asked.

  “I can get you books so you can learn much of the basics yourself and when you get to the apprentice level, you can be mine and learn more from me. You may be stronger than me because there’s a white wolf/witch I know who gained greater power when she was changed to a wolf.”

  “I think I’ve heard of her. Isn’t she mated to that gorgeous warden, Damon something?” Megan asked.

  My wolf’s ears picked up. Our mate was appreciating another male? I didn’t like that at all and neither did he. It was even worse that it was a male I respected and had worked with two times in the past. He and his wife made a handsome couple but my mate shouldn’t be admiring him.

  “Oh, yeah! That’s the one alright. I bet he’s something else in bed. He probably burns up the sheets.” Rachel giggled as she whispered to Megan. She must not realize wolves had keen hearing and all the males in the room heard her as if she’d yelled it. Megan just flushed but didn’t reply. That was very smart of her because she had already said enough.

  The subject got back to magic but I would show my mate some hot sheets tonight. If she was thinking about other males so soon after our mating, I was clearly not keeping her mind on me. I didn’t care if she was able to walk after tonight and I planned to go to bed when she did no matter what came up. I finished eating and made my way to the work out room where all the equipment was pushed back and chairs set up. I stood in front of all those chairs full of my males and mentally prepared myself to explain what was coming for us.

  They all knew about Delane and none of them felt intimidated by the scraggly cur. It was the witch that would cause them some hesitation and that could get them killed. Wolves and witches as a general rule didn’t mix and I’d always heard it went back to the most ancient of times when wolves were primitive and witches more powerful than they were today. Wolves had become civilized, in a manner of speaking, while witches’ powers had been diluted. The two things had become great equalizers but many witches failed to acknowledge that and many wolves still reacted with the fear of many generations past. I wasn’t sure we would ever completely overcome our instinctual fear of witches and their magic.

  The second the words rogue witch left my mouth, there were shouts, questions, concerns and general mayhem among my males. Stan stepped forward and used his trademark whistle. It was shrill and immediately quieted them all. I now had their attention back on me.

  “We will all have to become more comfortable with magic or it will defeat us. I also need a team of those best able to deal with magic because we’re taking the fight to him. I refuse to give him the chance to sneak up on us and cast his spells before we’re aware of him. The witch’s council has a bounty on him and we’ll be the ones to get it. We will take out our enemy and we will benefit from it. Now I need those who are willing to face a witch to come to the front. I only need those who can keep their wolves calm enough to fight a spell casting witch.”

  No one moved, they looked at each other and murmurs ran through the group. Stan and Jam moved to the spot I indicated. I already knew they had frozen initially when faced with the witch but they had managed to break free of the fear once Megan had knocked the witch on
his ass. I really wanted to deal with Delane first and I even had a niggling fear that we might never be able to catch this fearsome witch that only my delicate and pregnant mate could defeat. I fought not to smile at the picture of her sending a huge male flying but I sobered quickly as the thought occurred to me that had she not found some inner magic, he would have taken her and her sister prisoner to someplace I might never find.

  Two more joined Stan and Jam while others debated the dangers. A young wolf, tall and proud came up to the front to claim a place but he was unfamiliar to me. I caught Stan’s eye then looked at the boy. Stan went to him and they exchanged words before Stan led him to me.

  “This is Raider and his mother is Ruth. He says his father was a witch and he has a small amount of magic. He wants to be added to your team.” Stan explained.

  I looked at the youth of twenty or so years. I knew his mother, not well, but she was a sweet girl, shy which was unusual in a she wolf. He had her deep brown hair with the hint of red when the light hit it and her deep blue eyes. His complexion was a deep tan, not at all like his mother’s. The boy met my look eye to eye which few wolves could do. I attributed it to his witch genetics. I looked at Stan and nodded, I had a feeling somewhere down the line the boy would come in handy. I had only half a dozen volunteers and I’d hoped for double that. Even with Stan, Jam and the bitchy witchy sister in law that only made ten excluding me.

  Stan took over and finished filling in the regular guards on the upgraded security to deal with Delane and the higher risk associated with the rogue witch. Delane had gone quiet and I had no idea where he was and that concerned me more than anything. I took my new witch squad with me and we went to the house. They would be tested individually by Rachel to see if there was any hope that they could remain calm during a magical attack.