Chapter Six

Blu

Walking into the kitchen behind Frenchie, Russ said in a low voice, "You're not telling us everything. You were always the secretive one."

I waited till Russ shut the door, unsure how good Trike's hearing was. He remained in Olowin's office talking about his offer to help. Being as old as Trike was, it seemed he was a mine of information on the council. It worked for me, for now, when I didn't have to explain about the eating part of the old ritual of potato mating.

"When do I get to meet your boys, Frenchie?"

Russ shook his head. "No, that's not what we're talking ‘bout. I didn't drop off the babies to Papa so we could sit and talk ‘bout children."

The glint in Russ's eyes and the chin jutting towards me said avoidance wasn't an option. I groaned in complaint.

"You asked for it." They nodded eagerly, coming closer. "Remember the Daddy/boy sites you caught me watching?" Russ nodded. "I'm into Daddy kink and Father found out, said I needed to conform to what he believes. I didn't wanna do that, so I left home."

Recalling the awfulness, my lips quivered. "I was about two hours out of town when I met Trike. Just like you said, I scented him and potato slam, knew he was mine. Then he showed me his animal and it bit me. That was yesterday."

"Yesterday. Wow, you're a fast worker. It took longer for Tala and Olowin to claim us." Frown lines appeared. "I'm surprised Mom hasn't called to see if we'd heard from you."

"Probably never notice I've gone," I replied forlornly to Frenchie. "It's not like it's harvesting season. Then they'd notice."

Frenchie wrapped an arm around my shoulders, then Russ came and hugged me from the other side.

"So you like kink…" Russ paused, and a bright flush rose up his neck. "I… love sex and do stuff with Olowin in my potato form. And you know I can sprout."

Frenchie giggled. "We all know that now, after Olowin got pregnant when you—"

"Stop it," Russ moaned and buried his face in my shoulder. "You don't need to go on ‘bout it!"

"Alright." Frenchie winked at me. "Having a mate is the best thing. I take it from the conversation you hadn't told Trike about the mating ritual."

"How do you tell someone that? I know we've spoken a few times on the phone about how it's instinctual first and that works to bond, but how did you both get your mates to eat you? They freaked, right?"

"Olowin already knew ‘cause of me and Tala. Although doing it is freaky for them." This time, Russ's cheeks went scarlet when he met my stare. "I got off on knowing he was consuming me that way. I also… bit his dick."

"You did?" Frenchie exclaimed. "Why am I only hearing about this now?"

"'Cause it never came up. Anyway, that's not why we came in here. It's good to see you, Blu." His arms tightened before he let go. "Now catch us up on everything… and do you think your mate would shift so I could get a look at him?"

I spluttered at Russ's eagerness.

"If he becomes an enforcer for the pack, we'll all get to see him shift," Frenchie pointed out.

"Would he do that after hiding his existence for so long?" I questioned, uncertain he would.

Russ made drinks and laid three black coffees on a tray with creamer and sugar. "I'll go give these to the guys. Don't gossip until I get back."

As Russ made his way out of the room and the door shut behind him, Frenchie perched on a stool and stared at me. "We've plenty of soil from home out back. I'd suggest you take a sack-full for later," he said gleefully, giving me a saucy wink.

I released a shuddery breath. "Okay, though I'm not sure I'll need it."

Frenchie nodded sagely. "You will. The way he looks at you, he's totally mash potato over you."

The door swung open, and an enormous wolf padded into the room. His head lifted and dark eyes roamed over me. There was something about the eyes that made me think he was sad.

He came closer, towering over me, and sniffed, getting right in my space.

I squeaked aloud. Holy hot potato!

What's wrong?

There was no opportunity to reply as the sound of crashing came before Trike barged through the kitchen door, whacking it off the wall with a thud, leaving a hole where the door handle hit. One look at the wolf and Trike was growling menacingly, his large body rippling as he positioned himself in front of me.

I caught glimpses of lethal claws when Olowin rushed in. "He's one of the enforcers. Harou, you can shift. Trike is not a threat."

A large, dark-haired, naked man appeared, and the air crackled with tension. "Sorry… he smells a lot like… Doc."

At the bite of his tone, Trike made a guttural noise that rose every hair on my body. "He's my mate."

"Harou isn't interested in your mate, I promise you." Olowin moved to Harou. "This is Trike and Blu. Blu is Russ and Frenchie's brother."

Harou leaned to the left and nodded an acknowledgement. "Sorry, I'll leave y'all to it."

"No, you might as well get the other enforcers. I want to introduce everyone to our latest recruit."

"Will do."

He sounded so sad my heart ached for him and I glanced at Frenchie. Why does he seem so sad?

He got rejected by his mate… Doc Picker.

What? Doc mentioned none of this to the elders?

Would you?

Frenchie was right, the changes in Potatoville of late had made some folks happy and others cagier at town meetings.

Trike moved and slipped an arm around me, picking me up. He nuzzled my cheek. "You okay potato-sauras?"

Frenchie's giggles came with a barked laugh from Olowin.

"I'm fine." I snuggled into his chest, feeling right at home the way I fit so perfectly.

The conversation continued around me, but it was hard to concentrate with Trike's protective urges continuing to rush through him when all the other wolves traipsed into the room. Each was naked and most were staring at me with varying degrees of interest.

"What is he?" asked the wolf Olowin had introduced to us as Lovel.

Olowin directed his attention to Trike when it was clear Lovel wasn't asking what I was by the way he was looking Trike up and down. "It's up to you. If you are becoming an enforcer and want to be part of the pack, they'll need to know."

"I'm a dinosaur."

There were several sounds all at once, from choking to gasps of disbelief.

"Are you shitting me?" gasped Harou, the shadow of sadness lifting from his eyes.

"Show us," Lovel asked, his gaze never leaving Trike, who groaned.

"Outside is safest." He marched out, me tucked under his arm. Out the front of the house, he glanced about and walked off to an open area. There, he placed me down and kissed my forehead. "You are to stay close. My animal won't like it if anyone gets between us." He looked at Olowin when saying the latter.

"Noted." Olowin ushered everyone away from me.

Trike stripped quickly, and I noticed how many of the men looked down at his body. He was huge and magnificent everywhere.

He lifted his hand. "Y'all need to step back more."

As soon as they did, Trike shifted into his dinosaur, eliciting even more gasps. I grinned at my mate when he looked at me first.

"Look at that jaw and those teeth," someone said in awe.

"No one will fuck with him," Tala uttered, going a step closer.

"No. But he'll be pretty hard to keep a secret," Olowin pointed out, not sounding at all displeased by that thought.

Back in the motorhome we'd moved to a small piece of pack land that was away from the house and surrounded by trees, giving us some privacy, I watched Trike. He moved around the place aimlessly, or so it seemed when he picked stuff up and put it back down. I got nothing through our connection.

Be brave.

Be brave.

You got this, he's our mate.

The pep talk helped a little if I ignored how many twisted knots my belly had right then. "Do you wanna talk ‘bout what's bothering you?"

He stilled and glanced directly at me for the first time since he'd started the pacing, then his eyes drifted to the bag of soil that Olowin had given him. "This mating thing. I cut a bit of you, put you in the soil and you regenerate? Is that how it is?"

"Yep."

"But I have to cook and eat you, too."

"Yep."

"Is that it?"

"Yep."

He groaned loudly, which sounded full of frustration. "What about the instinctual part? Does that need to happen before or after?"

"I don't know." I chewed my lower lip and thought about what I'd wanted to do when we'd first met and blushed. "Can't we just see what happens?"

There was no way I was going to say aloud my goal was to roll over every inch of him as a potato.

"I suppose." He didn't look convinced, judging by the frown lines.

I tugged my T-shirt over my head, then shucked off my jeans. "When you decide to cut me, remember I need to go straight in the soil so it's healing properties can get to work. I won't be able to communicate with you, which is normal, so don't panic."

"Yeah, good luck with that," he muttered as he yanked off his clothes and dropped them where he stood.

Any concern I had about this situation disappeared and my shift came with no conscious thought. I rolled out of my underwear to Trike's feet. I was giddy as a potato at harvest time waiting to get plucked out of the soil.

A large hand scooped me up, bringing me to Trike's eye level. "Fuck, you're tiny and blue! How am I supposed to know what to do?" he growled, and I quivered in his palm with excitement. "Should I lie down on the bed?"

I rolled on his palm.

"That a yes?"

Another roll and we were heading towards the enormous bed. He shut the door and dropped the window blinds, shutting out the light. Before he lay down, he flicked a switch and light from under the built-in cupboards above the bed cast a warm glow over it.

In human form, he was big to me. In my potato form, he was massive in every sense of the word. He placed me on his chest and for a few seconds I allowed the heat and scent coming from his body to soak into my skin, then I was off. Small though I may be, I had the power to move large quantities of earth. Using that inner vibration, I moved over the enormous barrel chest, catching his nipples, knowing they'd zing with the force I only released in brief pulses.

The groan that rumbled out of his chest got me rolling from one side of his chest to the other, paying attention to every sound he made.

"Fuck! How… oh gods… that… yeah… shit!"

The scent of arousal thickened the air along with a stream of expletives as I took my time discovering what he liked best. When I reached the pool of pre-cum on his belly, his hands had become tightly fisted in the bedcovers and his body was quaking beneath me.

I rolled in the pre-cum, letting it coat my skin, increasing the pulses of energy when that got his cock leaking directly onto me.

"Gonna come… how… more…" he cried as I slid down between his thighs to bury myself in his balls and increase the power surging through my tiny potato body.

"Holy fuckkkkkkkk!"

His body spasmed, his legs moving as his hips jolted up, telling me he was about to come. Rolling away, I picked up speed and launched myself up over his cock to land on him as the first spurt of cum fired out of the enormous cock bobbing in the air. I dived around to catch each splatter, working to keep up. The pulsing sensations I delivered to his body prolonged the spurts, which went on for ages. When they slowed, I rolled to the head of his cock and rubbed myself over the wet flesh. The scent of him—the feel of his wet flesh touching me—I shifted, my thighs ending up straddling his chest, my ass pointing at his face as I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth, moaning in pleasure at getting the last drops of cum.

Wet and sticky, my cock aching, I rubbed against the hard flesh beneath me. Then large hands were on my thighs and Trike lifted me bodily off him. I'd no time to figure out his intentions as he sucked my cock into his mouth while I dangled in mid-air. His tongue circled the head of my cock before he teased the slit. Pleasure bolted through me and my instincts took over. I bit the head of his cock, tasting blood as I came with such a force the room shimmered in front of my eyes. Every nerve in my body fired at once and the power inside me, which I seldom used in human form, rocked the bed and the man beneath me.

I landed on him, hard, jostling the cock from my mouth. "Mother of all that is holy, what the fuck was that?" he gasped.

Too dazed to move or get my lips to work, I chugged in some much needed air and closed my eyes. I was sure he'd figure it out.