Chapter Eleven

Chasten

A whimper crawled out of my throat as two of Kirk's long fingers sank into my omegahole. Him or heat or both had me slicker than I'd ever been in my life, and this wasn't my first heat. I wasn't the best at following schedules and keeping appointments. So I missed a heat shot here and there and had to find a playmate via Pheromone Swap or wait it out alone with my toys, hands, and porn sites to keep me company. This was so much fucking better than that. So much fucking better than worrying whether or not I could trust whoever I hooked up with to put the condom on correctly or at all if I got really into what we were doing and forgot to pay attention. I didn't have to worry about that with Kirk because whether he knew it yet or not we were skipping the condoms and he was putting at least one damn puppy in me sometime during this heat cycle. But if I wanted him to wear one, I trusted that he would. Maybe that's why it all felt so fucking good. Treg was right and fuckbois were only good for what they pulled out of their pants and nothing beyond that.

Kirk's fingers rocked inside me and I let my head drop back as a howl tickled the back of my throat. His thumb rubbed over my taint teasing me with the contrasting sensation of his digits moving inside of me. My mouth hung open as I stared at the ceiling, riding out the pleasure pulsating through my body. If he kept it up, I was going to cum – and soon! I rocked my hips riding his fingers like I hoped to ride his dick soon. My wolf howled inside of me – a pleading sound. He couldn't reach out properly to the wolf inside Kirk until after we exchanged our claiming vows and the poor, horny wolf was feeling left out. I rocked my hips faster, reveling in the warmth building inside me from all his rubbing. My balls drew up tight near my body.

"I'm close!" I howled out the words thankful that the yard was big enough that my neighbors might not hear my horny desperation.

"I know," Kirk murmured, leaning closer to bite my earlobe.

"Can I?" I asked out of habit.

"Cum for me, mate. Cum for me for the first time of many this cycle," he growled in my ear, his fingers rocking faster, sending me over the edge.

I came hard, making a mess all over my chest and stomach. With his fingers still moving inside me, Kirk pressed my shoulder down until I was on my back. Then he licked away the warm sticky pleasure from my flesh, cleaning me up wolf style. I grabbed his hair and pulled him in for a hard, fast kiss. Every atom inside of me buzzed from his touch and it was my turn to press him onto his back. I lay on top of him, holding his face as we kissed. His hands explored my body, roaming over my shoulders and back and leaving behind a warm trail that led to my ass where he kneaded his nimble fingers into my flesh. I ground against him, already half-hard again.

"Would it wound the cave-wolf inside of you if I rode you hard and fast for our first time?" I growled out the words as my wolf scratched at my ribs from inside his inner sanctum.

"Not at all," Kirk said and kissed me again.

Reaching between our bodies, I took his dick in my hand. He throbbed against my flesh as I gave him a nice hard squeeze. I stroked him until his eyelids fluttered and a small sound of pleasure bubbled over his kissable lips. Then I righted myself as much as heat would allow. Not touching him all over made me ache, but needs must, and I needed him inside me.

I rubbed him against my omegahole, slathering the thick, mushroom-shaped head of his cock in my slick arousal. I liked teasing myself with him like I might with one of my forgotten toys. I wiggled over him letting the new sensations wash over me one by one. He growled and bucked up his hips wanting inside me, but I took my time as he had so often before. His hands ran over my knees and thighs, fingers digging into me whenever I gave him the right amount of pressure.

"Please, mate," the words came out of his mouth through gritted teeth, and I took pity on him.

I wanted him to want me. I wanted him to feel how impossible it felt for me not to have him, but I didn't want him begging with no reprieve. Tease and denial were his thing more than mine – at least on the giving end. Taking a deep breath, I relaxed my body, letting my muscles go slack. I was slicker than ever before but still, relaxing made the start of things go smoother. I eased onto Kirk's dick taking my time to enjoy how he stretched me open to fit himself inside. I bit my lip, holding back a howl, as I lowered myself inch-by-inch, sinking onto him as if he were a chair made just for me.

"It feels so fucking warm inside you," Kirk whispered and bucked his hips up.

I licked my lips and braced my palms against his chest as his hands found the round globes of my ass and squeezed. I let him rock me for a few seconds before I started to move on my own. It took a few seconds for me to find my rhythm. Heat wanted me to rush things along, but I knew better. The slower I went, the harder we'd both orgasm in the end. I lost myself to riding him – to the warm pressure building inside me. I might've forgotten about the claiming vows all together if Kirk hadn't pulled me down against him, making me howl from the change of position in the process.

"Mine," he growled the word and something inside me resurfaced back to reality.

He found my claiming gland on my shoulder and licked around the edges before I could answer. A chill shimmied down my spine. I was about to be claimed by my true-mate! Everything about meeting Kirk was a little surreal but this moment was what it all led up to. This would reconnect us soul-to-soul as we had been in all the lifetimes we spent together before. My mind was still twirling around that thought when his canine pierced the taut skin of my gland and unleashed a tiny river of clear magical fluid. It was that fluid that held my memories. At least enough of them to make Kirk feel like he knew me and to open the mental and spiritual link between us all true-mates shared after they exchanged their vows.

He lapped it up, teasing me as he consumed my memories. I didn't witness what the magic showed him but didn't think my life was interesting enough to scar anyone for life. I hadn't given it much thought before, but my life wasn't that bad at all. I was lucky enough to have loving parents and a few okay siblings who only got on my nerves half the time. They now lived in Moonscale London for the most part and didn't visit except for the winter holidays, but we talked on the phone most weeks. I was fortunate enough to be good at what I loved to do and to be able to make a living from my art. I had good friends and a house all of my own. I was a member of a good and just pack who took care of its wolves. Now I had Kirk. I was a lucky wolf. A very fucking horny but also very fucking lucky wolf.

I didn't give my alpha time to pull away once he licked my shoulder dry of the clear magical fluid. Borrowing my wolf's canine, I bit him hard as I growled. The fluid exploded into my mouth and ran in tiny rivulets and streams that I chased down to watch the highlights of Kirk's life. His parents were good to him and his siblings even if his sire wanted him to follow in her footsteps and go into law. She wasn't that disappointed when he chose his own path. The faces of Kirk's friends and co-workers swam in and out of view. Most of his current friends were other nurses at Mercy of Frost. He read a lot and of course there was the big, vicious fight. I hated that the pup in question was abused but there was something primal and sexy about him tearing into his opponent to protect the kid. My wolf growled, full of need and want and dangerously close to our passion spilling over. Kirk was a protector, and every kid deserved to have one of those in their lives. Our kids would be some lucky wolf pups!

"I love you!" I blurted out the words in between lapping up the last droplets of the clear magical fluid from his claiming gland.

"Love you too, mate," he growled out the words, bucking up his hips wanting more of me.

I lost myself to the rhythms between our bodies. With our mating link wide open, Kirk's pleasure, wants, and needs washed over me too. He was lost to the slick tightness of my body, digging his heels into the bed to buck up and meet me hard and fast as we chased down our release together. My nails dug into him as I held on for dear life as his dick shook inside me pushing me over the edge. I came in warm, sticky streams between our torsos, making a mess of us both. Kirk came inside me seconds later. He howled as his pleasure emptied into me. Even lost to the fire burning between us I crossed my fingers that he had indeed put a pup inside me. I was ready to spend the rest of my life with Kirk and start building our family.