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Werewolves and Mages (Javorcek X ClearSight)

From the moment that Rani had laid eyes on her sexy little pet, all she had wanted to do was play. Anything form-fitting on Spencer made the wolf want to pounce because she knew that there was only a thin layer of clothing separating her and soft skin that she could easily mark. Unfortunately her lover seemed dead-set on getting the chance to show her off, and Rani recognized this as an important step in their relationship, one that shouldn’t be delayed or skipped. So she allowed herself to be led out of the girl’s apartment and out to the waiting cab, even though having to wait even a minute for what she wanted felt like torture. Patience was a funny thing; Rani could patiently tease Spencer for hours until the girl was almost to tears because of how badly she needed to cum, but when asked to wait to have sex, the last thing that Rani wanted to do was exert any sort of self-control.

In the cab, the lawyer was behaving quite well….at least until her pet came wandering over to her side of the seat and started snuggling and acting all cute. She let her guard down for only a moment and then the next thing she knew, she was getting bitten. “Damnit! Spencer!” Rani hissed as she felt teeth sink into her neck, more than hard enough to leave a prominent, claiming bite mark. While she allowed the girl to mark her in discreet places such as her shoulders, collar bone, and anywhere she could hide with her long hair, she always gave her pet permission first. “Grrr…bad pet.” The wolf huffed, if only because now she looked like she was the more submissive one in their relationship.

Before she could exact revenge on her pet, the cab pulled up to a home that had such a perfectly manicured lawn that she knew college students couldn’t possibly live here. At least Spencer was a good enough girl to realize that apologizing now was the smart idea, otherwise she’d have to deal with a very angry Rani later. “Oh, I’ll make sure that you’re truly sorry later.” A delicate hand gave a light smack to her lover’s delicious backside, a silent promise that Spencer was to get many more later. The apology and great big puppy dog eyes did make her smile though…it was just impossible to stay mad at such a cute pet. “I suppose this is as good a start to an apology as any.” Rani leaned in and captured the strip of flesh directly over Spencer’s pulse point. She suckled and pulled at the skin, making sure to leave a mark on her sub that was much darker than the one that she wore. She pulled away, admired her work for a moment, and then gave Spencer a soft kiss on the lips. “You wear my marks so beautifully.” The older wolf smiled and then took Spencer by the hand, then gave her lover a light nudge so that she would lead the way.

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It had been a decade since Rani had last been to a college party. While she wasn’t a lightweight, she wasn’t as well trained a drinker as she had once been either. So she thought that she would play it safe by steering clear of the bottom shelf rum and heading towards the light beer. Though one sip of PBR made her nose wrinkle in disgust at both the smell and the taste. “I don’t believe Americans willingly put this into their mouths.” It was rare that she wouldn’t eat or drink something, but this awful hipster beer was one thing that her tastebuds just couldn’t handle. She handed the can off to Spencer to make disappear and settled on a Bud Light which was comparable to stale water but at least palatable.

For the rest of the night, Rani stayed close to Spencer’s side. Usually the lawyer was a charismatic social butterfly…but only when she was around her peers. Even if she wasn’t at a loss for words though, she would’ve kept close to her pet all the same. It was a college party after all, werewolf or not, she knew how boys could be and was careful to make sure everyone knew that this lovely female belonged to her.
 
Spencer much preferred punishment to any wolf thinking they had a shot with what was hers... She was not going to be having anyone try and flirt with her girlfriend. Not that she thought Rani would fall for some other adorable young thing... At least she hoped not, but it was best to make a clear point that if anyone fucked with the older alpha there would be a pissed off wolf ready to crush them to dust. Unfortunately she was almost purely bark, her bite being pathetically weak, but she would do what it took to keep her lover. She wasn't about to lose the happiness she had gained in their time together to some floozy. Especially considering she was still faking the whole, 'experienced' thing, and it was a constant worry she wasn't performing well, and that another wolf would be much more capable of pleasing Rani. At least she was a decent pet, a fact that didn't freak her out as much as she thought it would at first. There was just something about it that fit her.

As proof of that she was capable of giving some rather irresistible apology eyes, shimmering and big, making her usually devious expression turn soft and adorable. Even Rani seemed to get thrown off her angry moods with a single look. Well, letting the lawyer leave a very blatant mark on her flesh helped as well, the dark sign of ownership contrasting to Spencer's white skin in a way that made it impossible to miss. She didn't mind though, she simply gave Rani a little, "As you do with mine" followed by a grin as she was made to lead the way. It was almost like she wanted to be in trouble... Because while Rani did wear her mark splendidly, saying it aloud was begging for trouble.

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Most of the party was boring. The beginning where she got to show Rani off and get looks of both surprise, that it was a woman from those who knew her better, and envy from quite a few, was magnificent. Showing off her lover was just grand, it made her feel alive as she bragged to them how amazing her girlfriend was. Great at her job, loving, responsible... Amazing in bed. Perhaps she should have left out some details but she was excited, she hadn't ever been able to do that sort of thing before, not with her loser boyfriend and her single sexual experience. Sure it probably ruined her image just a tad to be so doting, but even that was worth it as she leaned against the lovely alpha always by her side.

It was until her showed up... The bastard who had left her to take all the heat, Titus. Arrogant prick. They played the same game, acting much tougher than they were, thinking of themselves as badass. The only difference was that she would never have bailed on him, scared out of her mind or not. So when he sauntered up with a grin she snarled softly, glaring up at him with hatred in her eyes. "Oh come on, not mad are ya love?" He gave that usual look of a douche trying to pretend he was apologetic, and she grit her teeth, trying to keep her poise. "Not one bit. In fact it was a great opportunity for me. It let me see how big a loser you were... And led to something special." She pulled Rani in close, trying to show him he could leave, that there was nothing for him... It was how she truly felt even if part of her felt bad for involving Rani is such ridiculousness. "Huh. Well, if you ever get bored and want to come on back I'd let you." Despite his shrug it was clear he wasn't happy, because in his mind he had been pretty close to having Spencer. "Heh... Lesbian though. Never would have guessed." With that he walked away, leaving Spencer with a sour taste in her mouth as she nuzzled her head up against Rani, looking up when he was gone with a little, "Sorry. That was the guy I was seeing before you, the one from the wreck." The reason she had been acting like a stupid, spoiled little brat... And not worth it at all.
 
Rani actually blushed a bit as Spencer went on about her to her friends. It was touching, her lover was so excited to introduce her to her social group...but it was also a little embarrassing to have the younger girl brag about Rani's stamina in the bedroom. The older wolf just liked to be discreet was all, a task that had proven to be quite easy when dating a fairly average wolf like Spencer. It wasn't to say that the girl was anything less than exceptional when it came to her personality or her ability to be a good pet and please her Mistress, the young wolf just wasn't famous or in the top of her field like many women that Rani had dated in the past. Sure, one day Spencer might make great strides in the field of engineering, but for now she was just a lovely little average wolf. It was nice, at least for Rani, who had nearly died the last time paparazzi had caught a picture of her and one of her ex's leaving a bondage club. That fiasco had been smeared all over the tabloids for a brief period two years ago, and was fresh in enough wolve's minds that she had a few of Spencer's friends tell her that she looked very familiar. Thankfully no one seemed to be able to place her, or if they did they were polite enough to not say what exactly they knew her from.

The evening was going well, until an old flame of Spencer's appeared. Rani immediately bristled, anyone who made Spencer upset was automatically treated as a threat by the protective Domme. Though rather than her pulling her young lover possessively towards her, she found herself being tugged by the girl and being held tightly to her hip. It was tempting to rebuke Spencer for treating her like a stuffed animal that she could just pull about, but she held her tongue and just added it to the mental list of infractions that she was keeping. Her pet wasn't going to be able to walk by the time that she was done with her.

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Later in the night, Rani's ears picked up the sound of Spencer's name being uttered. It was Titus, bragging to his friends that he had been the girl's first. That she could sleep with whoever the fuck she wanted but he would always be the guy that had gotten to tear her up first. Of course the possibility to just ignore his words and not feed into the insanity was there, but Rani wasn't going to just sit around while someone spoke ill of her girlfriend. So she kissed her pet's temple and then untangled herself from Spencer's arms so that she could go deal with the yapping little puppy. "You." Her eyes narrowed on Titus. "Shut up and apologize."

Titus smirked, obviously not phased by an old wolf's rage. "Mind your own business."

"My girlfriend is my business." Rani growled. After years of practicing law, she couldn't bring herself to just take a swing at Titus, even though he deserved it. It was rare for wolves to press charges on one another for assault. They were an aggressive species and in large gatherings where many Alphas were present fights just happened, there was no avoiding it. Still, it was better to be safe than sorry, so Rani tried to bait the boy in order to get him to take the first swing. "And even if she wasn't, you shouldn't brag that you were so bad in bed that she became a lesbian."

That potshot earned Rani a few chuckles from Titus' friends, making the young wolf glare at them menacingly before her turned back to the older female. "You're lucky you're a woman."

"Why am I the lucky one? You're the one who gets to use that as an excuse to not get your arse beat." Rani smirked.

In an attempt to save face, Titus launched himself forward to attack. Rani wasn't sure if he was just trying to scare her and make her flinch or truly land a strike, but she dodged the blow easily with a small sidestep, it was instinct after years of competing at Parekura after all. "I'll give you that one for free pup, only because you have no idea what I am capable of." She didn't say 'pup' with nearly the same inflection as she did when she said it to Spencer. With her lover it was always a term of endearment, with Titus is was in an annoyed tone like a parent that was stuck with a whining child. "And I will be so kind as to let you walk away without a scratch, providing that you don't speak ill of my girlfriend anymore."

Face red in a mixture of rage and embarrassment, Titus actually shifted, the alcohol making it difficult for him to control his emotions to the point that his wild side took over. Not about to be scared, though definitely about to be annoyed that she was going to destroy one of her favorite pairs of jeans, Rani turned as well, transforming into a beautiful Arabian wolf that didn't look like much of a threat, at least not at first glance. Her ears were large, her face narrow, making her golden eyes appear larger and puppy doggish. Her build was thin, a bit taller in stature than her human form, but nothing remarkable... On closer inspection though, one would see that Rani was nothing but tightly coiled muscle. When Titus came to attack again, Rani moved, the older woman a blur as she ducked under the male's punch, stepped behind him and then quickly changed direction to launch herself at his back. All fights ended on the floor eventually, so Rani took him to the ground. They struggled, fighting for position, the small female wolf actually doing an amazing job against a male that was so much bigger than her.

The fight lasted for less than a minute, Titus not being much of an opponent for a retired champion. Even out of practice, Rani was the one who had come out on top having captured Titus' throat in her mouth. She could have probably knocked him out and been merciful, but the older wolf wanted to absolutely humiliate any person that spoke poorly about her lover. She wanted him to be conscious so that he could remember the mistake of not guarding his neck and deal with the ridicule he would face from losing to a female half his size.
 
Spencer was mortified, the horror of Titus outing her being so very inexperienced was bad enough, but when she hadn't gotten around to that bit with Rani yet... It made it all the more horrifying. Part of her expected Rani to be looking at her with some sort of contempt... Lying was a rather big no-no for the lawyer after all, but really she hadn't ever explicitly said she was experienced, or at least she didn't remember doing so. She just sort of, well, gave the impression of far more experience than she actually had. Guh, she was going to kill Titus, the son of a bitch knew she didn't want people to know that... And someone's first time wasn't a damn joke. Perhaps she was as sad that she was being talked about in such a way as she was mad. It was astounding she hadn't seen him for what he truly was long before the crash, the way he acted then and now were clear indications that he was nothing but trash, and trying to ruin what she had finally found, happiness.

Rani didn't confront her though, she instead gave Spencer a tiny kiss and went over to Titus, and Spencer went stiff. She knew two things to be true, Titus was a hotheaded wuss, and Rani was a very perceptive powerhouse. Sure she looked small and almost weak, but being on the other side of the woman's anger had given her a keen understanding of what the older alpha could do. So when things went to shit and Titus shifted she couldn't help but curse under her breath, he was going to get his ass beat, and it shouldn't have been on Rani to defend her, even if she couldn't help but swell with happiness when her girlfriend did. "Titus, you should stop." She only said the one sentence, a little warning as she stood behind Rani, ready to shift and jump in but being calm because she really couldn't see a possibility of her lover needed aid. Of course if she did Spencer would try. Her wolf was actually much stronger than her. As a human Spencer was weak, knew nothing about fighting, and hesitated to really throw a punch. Her wolf on the other hand, well, she came from good stock and being in her feral form removed the hesitation and let instinct take over.

It wasn't necessary however, it took mere seconds for Titus to lose the fight, the young male absolutely clueless about fighting aside from the few scuffles his hotheadedness had gotten him into. Now he just looked like a moron, talking shit about Spencer, getting chastised and teased, and then getting beat up by an older female. He was going to be a laughing stock, and he knew it. When Rani let go and got up, shifting back into a nude form, Spencer ran up next to her, growling at any prying eyes before taking a few steps over to one of the non-asshole male friends of hers who had already been heading over to hand her his shirt. "Thanks Jack." With the shirt in hand she joined Rani's side again, letting her put it on then pulling her close, snarling one last time at Titus, who was still on the ground humiliated, and then nuzzling Rani, "Let's go home." Saying something else to Titus wasn't worth her time, and they had been at the party long enough.
 
“Bloody blighter.” Rani growled as she backed away and shifted back into her human form. With a sigh she looked down and took stock of her clothing. Her jeans had ripped down the seams, her trainers were almost unrecognizable, there were scraps of dark purple lace clinging to her shoulders, obviously she had gotten dressed with the end goal of playing with her pet between the sheets. Guh…my favorite button down…. Rani was more concerned with lamenting the loss of her clothes than celebrating this victory because it hadn’t been a challenge and there was no honor in crushing the weak.

Having Spencer come up to her with something to cover up with made the wolf smile and forget all about her worries. She immediately brightened, just happy that the young wolf seemed happy. “Thank you very much.” Rani pulled off the few bits of tattered clothing that still desperately clung to what few curves she had before accepting the shirt and tugging it on. “Shall we get me some trousers before we call a cab? Or would you prefer the driver to see me without my knickers.” Rani chuckled at Spencer’s hurry to go home. The older wolf couldn’t whether or not she was fully dressed for the car ride home, she was pleasantly buzzed after all; plus this wasn’t the most embarrassing state of undress that she had ever been in. At least the shirt covered her bottom, though when she walked she would no doubt be flashing people. Thankfully Spencer convinced her young male friend that was throwing the party to grab her a pair of basketball shorts and a pair of someone’s flip-flops, probably his mother.

Feeling rather ridiculous in her new clothing and eager to get home and into something a lot less terrible, she impatiently waited for Spencer to give her goodbyes so that they could leave. Then it was just a short cab ride home filled with snuggling and kissing in the backseat and a sprint up the stairs to get to the younger wolf’s small apartment. Once they were up there, rather than pouncing on her girlfriend, Rani wanted to ask the question that had been nagging at her ever since she had heard that Titus had been the girl’s first. “Sweetheart… I’m curious about something...” Rani nuzzled at her lover’s neck gently, trying to put her at ease before she asked the big question. “How many lovers have you had exactly?”
 
The party had ended with a rather unpleasant twist, even if Spencer was trying to look on the plus side and keep in mind how sexy a protective Rani had been. There was no denying how mad she was at that asshole Titus, and while her friends were mostly nice she knew a couple were similar to her ex, and she started thinking that her little parties just weren't worth it. It had been nice to show Rani off, the night had been semi-enjoyable, but if she had spent the night curled up with her lover on the couch it would have been better. The parties just didn't have enough positive to beat out the incredible feeling of being alone and comfortable with her gorgeous alpha... Happiness was what counted after all, and she could see the friends she wanted to at school or when Rani was working, which was all the damn time. Besides, when her parents found out about them there would be more drama than either of them wanted, no reason to add more if they could avoid it.

So as soon as she could Spencer snuggled against Rani and headed for the door, having found some clothing and saying goodbye but not sticking around longer than that. It all seemed great from that point. The cab ride was nice, they were snuggling up and kissing, a little second base action when she had a chance. She was sure she had made plenty of moves that night which would warrant some punishment, might as well grope and nip as she please. Really she just wanted to be home though, and the younger wolf would have been happy just making it home and going to sleep, as long as her lovely girlfriend was by her side. It was actually hard to believe how clingy she felt after such a short time, and more often than not she ended up in the same bed as Rani, though it was almost always at her place... Rani seemed to prefer it that way and while Spencer was curious why at times she didn't push the subject. After all she didn't think it was a serious thing.

What was serious on the other hand was her sexual experience, and in a moment she was thinking about stripping down and hopping in to the bed with Rani she was struck with a daunting 'sweetheart' and a question that made her stomach sour. She stiffened up as Rani asked one of the few questions she really didn't want to answer, her entire body going cold, that feeling of panic when someone found out or had a suspicion about a life altering lie. While possibly ridiculous that was how she felt, as if Rani knowing she was some bumbling inexperienced fool would change everything. Still, lying was never an option, Rani saw through her far too easily and that would only piss the older wolf off more. "U-Uhm... I... Uh..." She stammered, whining gently as she leaned back in to Rani, trying to get every ounce of comforting warmth as she could. "You may be... My... Uhm... Second..." She swallowed hard and closed her eyes. Fucking Titus.
 
The older wolf could feel Spencer begin to stiffen in her arms, felt her skin grow cold, and only moved to hold her girlfriend all the tighter. She peppered soft kisses along the girl's neck and nuzzled affectionately right under her earlobe, trying to calm the nervous girl down. "No whining when I ask you a question." Rani gave a punishing nip to Spencer's earlobe to refocus her stammering sub's attention back to the question at hand. "Your second?" The older wolf repeated in disbelief. She had been expecting a conservative 3 or 4 partners; Spencer talked a big game, but after spending so much time breaking her new pet in, Rani had found her lover a novice when it came to many things, and absolutely innocent when it came to anal; the way that the girl had squirmed and turned bright red every time Rani attempted to play with her ass had signaled some alarm bells, but she hasn't realized just how deeply the innocence went.

"I'm not mad about how inexperienced you are you know, but I am disappointed that you've been keeping things from me." Rani's grip on Spencer tightened to keep her from grinding as the older wolf started working her teeth along the arch of the girl's ear, tongue flicking out when she got down to the lobe just to purposefully drive her pet a little crazy with lust. "Why didn't you tell me you had never been with a woman our first time? I would have made it special for you..." She whispered softly, warm breath tickling its way down Spencer's neck with each word. While Rani supposed that there was nothing more out of the ordinary than getting spanked by an experienced Mistress on a first date, she would have been less of a greedy and demanding lover and would have put Spencer's pleasure first rather than her own.

"I think it's about time my naughty pet goes and gets stripped and onto the bed, don't you?" Rani loosened her arms and let Spencer free, then gave the girl a nice hard smack to her rear end to get her moving. "Nothing we can do about the past now. But do try to hide fewer things from me in the future." She gave her girlfriend a light kiss before she left. Because her current getup was so ridiculous she waited for Spencer to disappear into the bedroom before starting to strip and mull over an appropriate punishment for tonight.
 
Even with Rani's response to her revelation of inexperience, Spencer didn't feel so calm. Sure her lover seemed more upset about not being able to make her first time with a woman special than anything else, but the younger alpha felt a bit uncomfortable. While she had eventually planned on telling Rani about her lack of sexual prowess... Probably, but it was nice to have that little cushion to put her a bit closer to her incredibly experienced older girlfriend. Now she looked like some little thing who had no clue what she was doing... More than she already had the other night when she squirmed and whined at the anal play Rani had been trying. It hadn't been unpleasant, just weird, and her moving hadn't let her feel what it was really like, just what having some try and do it was like.

"I don't know..." She muttered, whining gently with Rani and letting her body relax a bit, "You're so experienced... And I was quite surprised when I developed feelings for you." Truthfully it hadn't been the night they had spent drinking that had made Spencer fall for Rani, it had been being shoved against the wall and toyed with. That was just something she would keep to herself, she looked like a horny slut plenty without saying she had been turned on by a woman for the first time upon being restrained and put in her place. It was pretty submissive after all... And preferences or not she was supposed to be an alpha with a bit of pride... Oh, and there was the fact that Rani would never let her forget that, if she hadn't already figured it out, that was likely as well. The young wolf moaned in Rani's embrace. Fuck she loved this woman. "I won't lie anymore... But please... Please don't hold back." She moaned again, head leaning back to open her entire neck up to Rani. Her knowledge of sex didn't have anything to do on those rough, uninhibited desires she had.

As soon as she opened her neck up further Rani stopped, loosening her arms and telling her to go to the bed and strip. A whine escaped but she didn't disobey, a surprised noise escaping as she was slapped followed by a smile, "Thank you Rani. Oh... And uh, just another grain of truth for you... When we go to visit my parents, they have no clue I like women, so we get to tell them about you and that at the same time. Great right? Two birds, one stone." With a look of evil she dashed off to the bedroom, sliding inside like an excited child, the nagging vulnerability being beaten by a rather light feeling developing, another big secret off her chest and Rani okay with it. So she chose to go with the happy, secure feeling she had after Rani's full reaction and threw off her clothes, scattering them to the other side of the room and bouncing onto the bed. All that was left was to look sexy, and for some reason she decided that meant putting on some big puppy eyes and wrapping herself in covers, watching the door like an expectant pet that just knew she was in for it... Which she was.
 
“Visit your mum and dad?” Rani actually blanched at the prospect of informing James that she was sleeping with his darling daughter, that was definitely not going to go well. “Heh…yeah…two birds…” The wolf muttered, feeling as though she’d be the one getting stoned to death. Watching Spencer dash into the bedroom though, eager to get started lifted the older wolf’s spirits. She couldn’t worry about her doomed future when there was a beautiful woman waiting to be ravished in the next room. As soon as Spencer was out of eyesight, the older wolf quickly stripped down, tossing the clothes off into a corner of the room because they had a light male scent to them that she wasn’t caring for.

“Tsk, what is my naughty pup doing on the bed without her leash and collar?” Rani clicked her tongue disapprovingly and sauntered over to the footboard where Spencer’s leash and collar were draped over one of the posts. The collar wasn’t anything extravagant, just a simple black leather strap with smooth metal studs spaced about an inch apart going around it, and a small metal O-ring in the center that was big enough for a single finger or a leash hook-up. As much as Rani treasured her pet she just didn’t see the point in getting her a collar with jewelry adorning it or one with intricate decorations pressed into the leather; a collar that would be suitable for a simple dog was perfect for her naughty puppy.

“Much better...” The older wolf purred as she fastened the collar around Spencer’s neck. Although the collar was comfortable enough to be worn all day, Rani had given her pet specific orders to not wear it out of the apartment. Some subs liked to show off that they were owned, and of course such devotion was appreciated by a Domme, but because of Rani’s occupation, she couldn’t broadcast her sexuality in that way or have her girlfriend doing so either. Such a display might cause her older clients to lose faith or her younger ones to become concerned that the media latching onto something so wonderfully kinky; those factors made brandishing a submissive’s collar an around the house sort of thing.

Rani attached the leash to the collar and once she heard the soft click of the latch falling into place, she gave Spencer a sharp tug, redirecting her pet to the floor. With one hand at the end of the leash to keep it taut, she used her foot to step on some of the leather strap and drag Spencer’s head to the floor, forcing her to be face down and ass up. “You have been a very disobedient girl, haven’t you tonight, pet?” Rani her free hand come flying down to her pet’s poor defenseless rear end. “Marking your Mistress without her permission…” WHACK! “Copping a feel in the taxi…” WHACK! “Hiding things from me…” WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! By far the worst infraction of the night, Spencer got the worst beating for it. Rani didn’t stop until the girl’s entire ass was bright red.
 
Spencer knew certain parts of the relationship she had with Rani were bound to be difficult. For one they were at wildly different parts in their lives, and while it wasn't the most severe truth, it did make things a bit frustrating at times... Like the younger alpha wanted to spend more time with Rani than her schedule allowed, and with Spencer's gift for math and the ease at which she mastered the engineering specific courses her school schedule was full of, she had too much free time. There was also the maturity level and all the differences in experience, but most of the time that didn't matter. None of it was nearly as frightening as telling her family. Rani had dated her Aunt, knew her father well, and was definitely going to have to be present because Spencer wasn't sure she could do it alone. She didn't think Rani would make her confront them solo, but the thought had crossed her mind and she wasn't sure she had the courage to be honest with them after such a long streak of dishonesty and rebellion... Especially when being honest meant saying, 'By the way I'm into girls. Oh, and I'm sleeping with Rani...'

The older alpha always managed to calm her worries though, and she knew having the confident woman by her side would make it possible to break the news. Her mind settled just by hearing Rani's voice, looking at her from the bed as she walked in, mind immediately calming and focusing on the lovely beauty sauntering towards her. "Puppies don't put on their own collars silly." She smiled, nuzzling at Rani's hand as she reached forward to put on the collar. At first it had horrified the girl, anything around her neck felt so damned restricting... It was the reason she stayed away from chokers, but with a little bullshit courage to try and convince Rani she was perfectly fine with it, and some time, it became rather comforting. The snugness turned from constrictive to comforting before long, and now she enjoyed the time she spend tethered by the collar and its leash... Though she wasn't quite ready to always be in such a device, so the fact that it was a private sort of thing was perfect.

Spencer's smiling didn't last much longer, Rani making the switch from loving siren to Domme took all of a second, and before she knew what to do her body was being jerked forward, position become that of her role, submissive. She whined gently at both the action and her Mistress's accusation, ass wiggling around but not being a difficult target for her experienced lover. Each smack stung, the firm hand being shown leaving a physical imprint to match the mental one from the punishment. Unfortunately for both of them, her twisted enjoyment of pain made the punishment less 'lesson' and more 'foreplay', the younger wolf crying out but often having her cry diluted with moaning. The next morning was never as fun, she got turned on by the spankings but the dull throbbing was not quite as enjoyable, especially when she had to mask it in public, but even that was a rather interesting sort of reminder of what awaited her at home.

When the spankings stopped she let out a small groan, still in the position Rani had put her in but turning her head so her cheek was pressed against the ground and her eyes free to peer back at her Domme. She was tempted to break the scene, say she loved her, alone with a few other intimate, sappy things as well. She had been taught not to do that though, that Rani didn't like it, and as much as a few more whacks would have turned her on, she instead just looked up expectantly, curious just what the night had in store for her... Especially now that Rani was aware of her inexperience. She just hoped the older woman didn't use that as an excuse to hold back and instead used it to branch out and show Spencer so many things... To see what she liked. They could have a lot of fun exploring.
 
Rani hardened her gaze as Spencer turned to look at her with nothing but love in the young alpha's eyes. She knew that her pet loved her, though whether Spencer loved her or loved the sex was still up for debate because the only time the girl ever said it was when she was dazed with pleasure. Rani didn't want her pet to break character though, it was hard for the older wolf to stay in a Domme mindset when she had the cutest pet ever spouting sweet words of devotion. Rather than ignore the look altogether though, she did give a few soothing caresses to the poor girl's beaten behind. "I think we should try something special tonight..." Rani let some slack through the leash so that Spencer could get up onto all fours, then she gave it a light tug so that her pet would get onto the bed. She tied the leash to the post so that the girl had about a meter of room to play with and then left her for a moment, just to get something from her duffle bag.

There were a few toys that Rani kept here, just simple necessities like a riding crop, a paddle, and some comfortable cuffs. She had many, many more kinky things for them to play with at home but was waiting to slowly introduce them to Spencer....rather than scare the crap out of her once the girl realized the extent of Rani's fetish. Tonight she thought would be a good night to bring in one such object: a flogger. It wasn't too extreme and should helpfully make Spencer realize that Rani wasn't going to go easy on her just because she was new to bondage; of course she would be more careful and more vigilant but definitely wasn't about to hold back.

Rani slipped back into the bedroom with the black suede flogger in hand, the tails whispering softly against the floor as she walked. It wasn't that scary, at least not when it was being held limply at her side. But once she drew the tails up with her free hand and held the ends together, ready to strike, she knew that it was much more menacing to look at. "Be good pup and turn around, stay on your knees. You may use the headboard for support if you need to during you're punishment."
 
As a young woman Spencer knew what love was, how lucky she was to find someone like Rani to fall in love with, and that her feelings were true and not some aftereffect from the incredible sex. Yet, as sure as she felt, she was still hesitant to say the words 'I love you'. A few times sure, all during sex though. Outside of their bedroom banter, she held the words a bit closer to the chest, her tendency to protect herself from any vulnerability or pain playing a great role... But recently not enough. So it hadn't been difficult to stop herself from breaking the scene just to say it, even harder still when Rani was gentle for that briefest of moments before bringing up something 'special'. It made the alpha raise an eyebrow, curious as to whether the specialness of what was to come was something interesting and pleasurable or whether it was going to be a punishment to match all the infractions she had accumulated throughout the night.

As she was called up to the bed and put into a restrictive position she let the hope of pleasure rise to the top, finding it a rather sexy position and imagining all the fun things that could be done to her. Those expectations just made her whine all the louder when Rani left her side, and even more so when the gorgeous Domme came back with a toy she had only seen in porno. A flogger. She had always imagined they would hurt, and it seemed Rani had it in mind to show her just how it felt, the tendrils of the toy were dragged along the floor, Spencer's eyes glued to the black instrument with equal parts nervousness and excitement... The little pain slut in her very hard to beat out even if her ass was still throbbing.

Nervous or not the excitement combined with obedience won out, and Spencer did as Rani asked, getting on her knees and using the bit of slack she had to position her head onto the bed and get her ass lifted as high as she could, trying to look as sexy as possible in hopes that turning Rani on would end the punishment portion earlier and they could get to the body shattering orgasms. It wouldn't happen, Rani was strict and precise, and annoyingly proficient at controlling her emotions when it didn't involve jealousy, as she had learned that night. Still, unlikely or not she had to try... The young sub got a perverted pleasure from the pain, but nothing could compete with the more purposeful skills her older lover had, especially when she used her mouth... Her neighbors probably hated them.
 
Rani's eyes drifted away from Spencer's gorgeous red ass and down to the pair of pink pouty lips now visible right underneath those lovely cheeks as her pet put herself into the perfect position for trying Rani's self control. Of course the older wolf wanted to forget the flogger and dive into her lover's delicious slit, it was impossible to keep such a desire out of her mind when such a vision was before her. But she knew that focusing on the finish line was not nearly as rewarding as enjoying the experience of running the whole marathon. As difficult as it was for the two of them to keep going further and further into the scene, they both definitely orgasmed much more powerfully the longer they played these games.

"Such a good girl. If only you could be this obedient for me in public." Rani moved to push Spencer's hair out of the way, she was pretty accurate with the flogger but wasn't the type of woman that liked to take unnecessary risks. Now with a large expanse of skin to work with, she took the flogger and raised it up, not going to strike but actually using the tips of the tails to tickle Spencer a little bit. "It is a shame you have nipple piercings, I won't get to use this much on your front." Spencer could probably take them out but Rani really liked her piercings. Besides, she had a large collection of nipple clips, once Spencer was worked up to that level of play, Rani would no longer feel bad for neglecting the girl's front.

The tails scattered all over Spencer's body as Rani let her pet get acquainted with the new toy. "Not scary now, is it pet?" Oh but it was about to be. She pulled the flogger away and then took a half step back, setting herself up to be the perfect distance so that she could swing. Then she gathered up the tails and gave her wrist a quick flick, sending a biting blow to the girl's rear. She then gathered them back up with her hand and did it again, choosing a slow, leisurely pace to get Spencer's flesh warmed up before she changed to something faster and harder. Rani did love to use her flogger, the loud, rhythmic 'thwack!' it made was a little more pleasant to listen to than the higher pitched 'smacks' of her hand or paddle against Spencer's skin.
 
Spencer whimpered as hair was pushed aside and she felt the cool air brush against the entirety of her back. She was definitely going to be sore the next day, and even with the sensation she got from pain, it was probably going to be less worth it in the long-run, even if explosively orgasmic in the moment. Rani was right though, behind closed doors she was much more obedient, enjoying the forceful dominance of the older alpha. In public she was more of her usual pain in the ass self, playfully teasing and goading her lover, playing the young, irresponsible girlfriend who didn't think about consequences at all. In that sense she asked for it... Some days it led to cuddles, some harsh punishments. Part of her was wishing for the cuddles and playful kissing and biting over the harsh Mistress and her intimidating leather whip thing.

It didn't help to know her back was going to be the sole target, but perhaps that was for the best, her sensitive little breasts would have made for easy targets... And if she somehow managed to climax from being hit she would never be able to look Rani in the face ever again. "My ass." She mumbled, glancing back at the toy before putting her head back into position, not convinced at all that it would be less awful than she had originally believed it would be... Though admittedly for her there was also the excitement of the sting. Not that it mattered, when she heard the sound of the toy flicking through the air it was too late to do anything but let it happen, the first hit drawing a little squeak from her, and the next several drawing pained moans.

Spencer, for all her toughness, had rather delicate white skin. It made it easy to mark her, both her ass and back proof of what happened when Rani punished her. As such her back was soon pink and red, the uncolored flesh between her tattoos taking on the almost artistic pattern of hits from the tailed instrument. It was somewhere around the tenth or so hit that Spencer's legs buckled, and she fell flat against the bed, not passed out or needing a break, but her legs could no longer keep her ass up and wiggling to be a perfect target. Whether she could take more or wanted to was a different story. The young wolf had endured a good bit, but more than the pain was the lack of orgasm, because as pleasant as she found each hit, it lacked the ability to have her crying out in ecstasy and leave her a quivering mess on the sheets. Before she knew it she let it slip... A small, "Please make me cum" from the panting pet.
 
Dark eyes were transfixed by the vibrant red welts quickly developing all over Spencer's back. The repetitive motion of swinging a flogger was so engraved into Rani's muscles that she could focus purely on the sights and sounds given off by her precious pet without having to actively worry about her lover's safety. Of course every sub's pain threshold was different and while trying to find Spencer's, the girl suddenly dropped at about the tenth hit with the flogger. Rani stopped, watching the girl carefully and giving her plenty of time to say her safe word if she needed to, but no such word ever came. Instead her pet gave a heartfelt plea for some pleasure.

"Already so desperate for an orgasm?" Rani smiled to herself as she admired the brightly colored streaks that ran down Spencer's back and cute little rear end. She set down the flogger and let her fingers dance along the hyper sensitive skin instead. Then she leaned down, planting soft, soothing kisses down her pet's spine and towards her rear, a light bite was given the her ass, just to bring her lover out of the pleasant lull of affection. "You may cum, right after me, so go on pet, roll over."

Whenever they were in their Domme/sub roles, Rani made sure to enforce the rule that she was to be the first to cum. Of course it wasn't like that all the time, whenever they were fooling around or making love there were no such rules. But for now Spencer would have to get work pleasuring Rani, and quickly too because the older wolf loved the taste of her pet and was sure to bring her to the edge of bliss soon if her pet didn't get to work.

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"Urrrrgggghhhhhhhh. Mrrrph..." Jackson grunted and stretched his long, muscular body out on his king sized bed. He cracked open an eye, unable to tell whether it was morning or afternoon, he glanced at his clock that read 7:00 PM in bright green letters. With a sigh he forced himself up and out of bed, deciding that it would probably be better for him to get up and stay awake for a few hours and try to fix his sleep schedule. It was great working 4 days a week, it just sucked working 12 hour shifts and sometimes 24 hour ones that were spent napping at the firehouse between calls

He stumbled out of bed and headed towards the bathroom for a shower, growling menacingly at a can of paint that he stubbed his toe on on the way to the shower. Jackson had bought a fixer-upper of a house. It had a lot of potential and was in an amazing location: right on a giant lake...but it needed a ton of updating and a lot of work. He had finished the most important rooms: his bedroom and the living room. The master bathroom was about halfway done, just needed some paint before he installed all the fixtures. The guest bathroom was entirely torn up and needed to be redone, as were the two empty rooms that he didn't know what he wanted to do with yet.
 
Jade's life was already difficult enough, communication was a major pain in the ass, and as supportive as her family was they were also traditionalists. That made Jade's discovery all the more life shattering. A few weeks after Parekura she had found out about her pregnancy, a routine checkup before a big fight becoming a much bigger deal, not only because she hadn't known but because being pregnant meant no fights for a very long time, and her source of income up in flames. Money wasn't the biggest deal, her family wasn't exactly poor, but telling her parents had been the hardest part, and she had put it off for as long as she could, until it was just impossible and she had to tell them. It hadn't been fun... Her father was absolutely furious, not only at her for being so irresponsible, but at whoever the father was, spouting off about how Parekura wasn't an excuse to be stupid, or for a man not to think about consequences, to which she quickly added in that he didn't know. Not that it stopped her father's outrage, nor her mother's worried looks and constant questions about whether she was ready for a child and continuous insistence she stay with them. Angry or not, they were supportive of their daughter.

For a short time that was what she did, moved back home tried not to feel useless and bored out of her mind, and debating every single day whether to text Jackson. Calling him wasn't possible, unless he liked to hear breathing, but everything else seemed to impersonal, and whether as an excuse or a real reason, Jade used that to ignore her gnawing conscious. Eventually it wasn't enough, but it took some time for the wolf to decide she had to do something, that the news couldn't be kept from him, even if she was rather sure it wouldn't be good news, especially since she had long since decided to keep it... And that she really didn't need him to be a part of it... Though deep down she was terrified of taking care of a child alone. Not being able to communicate was one thing when it was her, but a child... How would she teach them to speak without being able to? Tell them it would be okay when they were scared... Say she loved them... She had cried a few nights, for the first time in her life hating the reality of her disability.

It had been months since Parekura, Jade was showing, though it wasn't as horrible as she had imagined it to be, and yet where she stood was. When she found out the address to Jackson's place, using Clara to avoid tipping him off that she was coming, somehow thinking him expecting it would mean a ridiculous welcome she didn't want or deserve, she found herself shocked. The place wasn't horrid but it was truly a fixer-upper in every sense of the word, and she just looked it up and down, turning back and watching as the cab drove off. Her bags were at a hotel, she hadn't brought anything with her but a big belly and the news she had waited far too long to let him hear. So with a deep steeling breath she turned and knocked hard on the door, immediately wanting to run and hide.
 
Whenever Jackson was in the shower, his mind would either wander to the many things he had to do around the house or to the female that had been on his mind ever since Parekura. For awhile he and Jade had texted back and forth quite a bit right after Parekura, but after months apart their conversations had become less and less frequent. He was now at the point where he didn't know if he should text her again and risk seeming like a pushy desperate creep or just leave it all to die and move on. It had been months since he had been with a woman, Jade had been his last and he had been holding out on her coming to visit so he hadn't slept with anyone else for fear of fucking whatever weird thing was going on between them up...but after he had read that she had canceled many of her fights recently, it looked like she'd never come around and he'd put up the effort for nothing.

Not like any woman would want to come spend the night at a place like this anyways, Jackson thought to himself as he turned off the water and grabbed a towel. While his place wasn't messy in the sense that it had dirty dishes or old laundry strewn about, it was definitely a construction disaster. He wasn't going to be able to entertain a woman again until he fixed this place up, so there was no use thinking about it anyways. A surprise knock on the door made the male Alpha turn. For a moment he contemplated answering the door in his towel but on the off chance that it was Jessie and Leslie coming over, he decided to pull on some clothes. "Hang on a sec!" Jackson hollered from his bedroom. He toweled off his short hair and quickly pulled on a pair of boxers and shorts, then walked down the hallway towards the door, tugging his shirt on and fully dressed by the time he opened it.

"Jade..." Of all the people that Jackson had expected, Jade had not been one of them. He was excited to see her, that much was clear, but also horrified that a female he was trying to impress was going to see the shithole that he called home. He wanted to pounce on her, scoop her up and kiss her...but the little bump on her stomach and the slight change in her scent gave him pause. His eyes fell down to her stomach and just stayed glued there. "Is...is it mine?" Then he seemed to realize that he had a pregnant woman standing outside and that that was rude. He quickly backed out of the doorway and motioned for her to come inside. His or not, Jackson was a gentleman first and foremost. "Here, come inside. I ah...don't mind the mess...still fixing the place up. And watch where you step." There were a lot of drop cloths and extension cords running through the rooms. Thankfully all of the sanding in the place had been finished last week so Jade wasn't walking into a dusty home with plastic walls put up in an attempt to contain the mess. And at least the living room was done, except for the baseboards, so that they had somewhere to sit and talk that was comfortable.
 
Jade couldn't calm her nerves at all, it was impossible to know how Jackson would react, and she wasn't sure she knew what she wanted from him yet. Part of her had been thinking about him since Parekura, but it seemed a bit unlikely that their wild time together would be something more. Still, there they were, Jade standing at the door and sure enough Jackson answering it, and fuck he was looking good. Yeah... Pregnancy did odd things. One moment she wanted to bury herself in chocolate and ice cream, the next she craved fast food, and then suddenly she had the urge to cum until she passed out... Which she had done once but had been so much work her arms were sore. The pregnancy really was killing her usual fighter's stamina. None of that mattered, hormones and desires could never trump seeing the father of her baby for the first time since Parekura, and since she had found out she was pregnant, especially when the first question he asked was if it was his.

Usually Jade would understand the question and find it a valid one, but emotional, pregnant Jade was instantly pissed, mind not going to, makes sense, but instead to the crazy land of, how slutty does he think I am? And, if he's already hoping it's not his, I don't need him around anyways. Luckily her insanity was kept in check, though by a slim margin, by the happiness that came from seeing him again, and she gave a small smile as he stood back and let her come inside. It was nicer on the inside than it had appeared from the exterior... Not finished but Jackson was clearly working hard. It was still a relief to find one room nearly done with a place for her to get off her feet, a bit achy from the long trip and not yet having had a chance to sleep... She just couldn't wait any longer, her first stop after dropping her stuff off at the hotel was Jackson's, and it had left her a bit tired, as well as hungry.

Her mind focused once they were both seated, the female alpha preparing herself to try and play the most awkward game of charades ever. She started with the easy bit, touching her stomach and then pointing to him rather harshly, almost accusing him of doing it to her but really just trying to get it across that what was inside her was his... Though she found herself quickly growing nervous that he would think she expected support. Then, feeling like an idiot she smacked her forehead with her palm and shook her head, feeling silly for even considering acting it out, instead pulling out her phone and sending him a text. Impersonal, but she was there so it was okay. 'It's your baby, I haven't been with anyone else, I don't expect you to take care of it, but I wanted to show you in person.' Yep, concise... Not exactly the text of a normal person, but Jade had never been accused of being average. She had her own special way of communicating after a lifetime of muteness.
 
The news just kept getting better and better; it was his kid -and- Jade hadn't been with anyone else. Jackson had always wanted to be a father, sure he had planned on having a mate first and not just knocking a girl up, but he was still really excited to raise a pup even if things weren't going to plan. "It's mine?" The massive male brightened up, a large grin taking up residence on his face as he puffed up like a proud father. "Does it kick yet? How many are in there? What's it's gender?" He looked at Jade's belly with renewed interest as the questions poured out. Then he scooted closer to Jade on the couch, unable to contain his excitement and reaching forward to palm her belly.

Now so close to the female that he was enveloped in her intoxicating scent, Jackson's eyes drew away from her growing stomach to look up at her face. "You're still as gorgeous as you were when I first saw you." The Alpha smiled. Even though she had put on a bit of weight with the pregnancy and had lost some muscle, Jackson still thought that Jade was the most alluring female he had ever seen. And it may be a little presumptuous to still think that she'd be into him, but he couldn't help himself from leaning forward and capturing her lips in a slow, sweet kiss.

As desperately as he wanted to pounce on the small female and make her his once again, his stomach roared, dampening any sort of erotic mood. "Heh...uh...would you like to eat?" Jackson clumsily signed 'Do you want food?' As he spoke. He had learned a few things of sign, just an attempt to be ready to communicate with Jade if she ever came back. Unfortunately he wasn't very good at it and signed pretty slowly, there just hadn't been anyone to practice with besides Clara and he rarely had time to do so with her. He was trying though, it confused the fuck out of him as to why he was putting in so much effort for a girl he had known for a week, but he was still trying.
 
Jackson's enthusiasm wasn't the reaction Jade had expected, and it was a bit much. The torrent of questions that followed didn't help, as if he expected her to have all the answers, and actually be capable of responding. Not that it would have mattered, he was going so quickly she wouldn't have been able to, and she did her best to listen and catch as many as she could, though the woman was tempted to put a finger up and silence the man to go back to her phone and answer a few... And frankly for the silence as well. Even when the inquisition stopped she didn't have a chance to answer, a large hand placing itself on her belly, a blush spreading across her features as her eyes looked down. As silly as it was to miss someone she barely knew... She had. Jackson had been such a gentleman, an amazing lover... Strong.

There was a moment where the female wasn't conflicted about what she wanted or how she felt, but as that touch turned into a kiss she felt quite clear, warm. She embraced it, letting the soft intimate embrace happen and finding herself staring when Jackson finally pulled back. She was so caught up soaking in the sight of the man again, and doing a bit of sexy daydreaming, that she missed the stomach growl and thought perhaps hers had been what gave him the idea for food. The idea sounded so lovely it took a moment for her face to light up as she noticed Jackson was signing, a clearer sign than any that the male had intended to see her again, which was a relieving answer to a question she had been struggling with... Whether he cared, apart from sexual desires.

She decided, as much as she would like to sign, that if he hadn't practiced much her speed would be too difficult for him to read, and with hunger and pregnancy cravings she didn't have the patience to try. So she reached down and sent another text, a quick, 'I'm starving... Would love to eat my weight in fries, and a burger on the side ;)' Okay, a bit silly, but it was what she wanted and she looked back up at him for a moment before going back to the phone to send one more message, 'twin girls.'
 
Jackson looked down at his phone as it vibrated in his lap, already having the feeling that he had managed to either sigh so incorrectly or sign so slowly that Jade knew he didn't have a chance in hell of reading her sign. The few times he had practiced with Clara, the French female had had to go slow and often repeat symbols for him. He wasn't a hopeless case, but his inability to learn something that didn't involve a wrench and hammer definitely stood out. "Alright. There's a place in town that makes great burgers. Just let me change real quick." He wasn't a terribly vain man, just knew that a white undershirt and grey basketball shorts weren't really appropriate dinner wear.

"Twins? Great!" Things like 'the added financial expense' and 'twice the diaper and laundry duty' didn't seem to even cross Jackson's mind. All he could do was think about how great it was being a twin himself, having someone to play with all the time when growing up and then to watch your back as you got older. Jessie had always been there for him when he needed help or needed a friend, and he had been the same for her...like how he was recently having to listen and try to soothe all of Jessie's fears about being a mom, fears that she had been too scared to share with Leslie because she didn't want to upset her mate because she was already hormonal and pregnant and scary. "Knowing my luck, they will be as beautiful as you and I will be sending many suitors to the hospital when they grow up." Protective to a fault, Jackson was probably going to destroy anyone that came sniffing around his girls, Jade included.

He gave the small female a quick kiss and then went off to his room so that he could tug on a pair of cargo shorts and a less ratty t-shirt. Then he took her to the extra garage that wasn't attached to the house; the one that was actually attached was full of construction equipment and he had no room to put put his truck in there. The other garage wasn't much better, there was a bobcat jammed in the back and his motorcycle was crammed very close to the boat trailer he had. There was enough room to get in on his side alone so he had to pull out so that Jade could climb in. Of course he ran out to help her, whether she wanted to protest it or not, the fact remained that his truck was high off the ground and she was just a short little thing.

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Dinner was spent with them texting back and forth about what they had been up to since they had last seen one another. Nothing was particularly exciting in Jackson's life, all he did was go to work and then come home and work on the house, the most exciting thing that had happened was that he could finally start to buy furniture. The people around him were having much more interesting lives, Jessie and Leslie had bumped up their wedding. They were expecting twins as well and wanted to get married soon, while Leslie could still get onto a plane. "Guess we all got a souvenir from Parekura." His parents had gotten the passion in their marriage rekindled, Anna had gotten a mate, and he and his twin had managed to get their partners pregnant.

It was late by the time they had finished texting and eating, late enough that it was probably time for Jade to go to bed. He didn't want her to leave though, and he knew that it hadn't been her intention to stay the night, still, he wanted to make a last ditch effort to keep her with him for the evening. "How about you stay at my place tonight? My bedroom's done, much more comfortable than a hotel room... And I can sleep on the couch if you want to go slow."
 
Jackson was certainly upbeat and positive, and it was truly freaking Jade out. She herself was panicking, about money, her livelihood, lifestyle, taking care of a child... Jackson himself. The male seemed to have no cares in the world, acting like there was a plan, like this wasn't a big deal, it was unsettling to her, who had known for quite some time and still hadn't truly come to terms with it. The only positive note was that Jackson hadn't freaked out and turned her away, or been mad that she hadn't told him sooner. The only thing she could imagine scarier than such a calm Jackson was a mad one... If he had refused to have any part of blown up she wouldn't have known what to do... Even if she tried to make it seem like what he decided was of no consequence and she was confident going through it alone. Truth was she wasn't sure she could. She wasn't sure she could do it properly by herself, for so many reasons.

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Dinner helped further build Jade's confidence, at least as far as Jackson being involved was concerned. There were still some odd parts about it, like how the Alpha male seemed so at ease with the entire thing, taking it in strides and being so casual, even revealing that his sister was having twins with her mate... Twins... Guh, it was going to hurt. If only she wasn't a professional fighter, she could have gone the cutting her open route and not natural childbirth. Unfortunately that wasn't an option if she wanted to work again, or avoid an ugly scar, that even with her wolf healing abilities would be slightly present forever. So twins seemed a bit worse with that in mind... But she would love them so much, more than anything else... Her babies.

The end of dinner changed things a bit though, Jackson going from casual conversation to a more serious matter... Inviting her to stay at his place. She had purchased herself a room for two reasons. One was in case Jackson wanted nothing to do with her or hadn't been at home. The second was as a means to not falling for the charm that seemed to flow out of the male. Even with the short time they had known each other, and her pregnancy, and the fact that she had just stuffed her face full of food, she found herself smiling and falling for his charm. A bit turned on as well but there was no way in hell she could have sex... It was scary, she was small... Jackson was... Well, he could totally hit them if that wasn't impossible anatomy wise. More than that she just wasn't sure she wanted to give him any false impressions before she made a decision on what she was going to do. Part of her had just came to tell him with no real intentions of staying, possibly even going back home after, and yet there was the temptation to stay. She just made a decision, texting him as they had been doing all night, the wolf thankful for technology. It was much easier than Parekura, even if leagues less romantic. 'Okay, but we need to run by the hotel first, I would like my things. Also, you don't have to sleep on the couch, but no frisky business!!!'
 
Jackson pretended to be wounded at the accusation that he was the type of man who would try to get into a woman’s pants on the first date…even though that had been exactly the kind of guy he had been when he was younger. But! Not anymore. Now he could be good, if only because he knew that upsetting a pregnant female ran the risk of her leaving and then he would never get to see his pups. Everything inside of him wanted to make things work, the last thing he wanted was for his kids to have to be shuttled back and forth between them every other weekend for visits; or worse, for them to never know him and for some incompetent young jerk to raise his kids instead. He liked Jade, even without the ability to speak, their limited time together had been some of the best time that he had ever spent with a potential mate.

‘Anything you want. Your lucky your pregnant I don’t usually take orders so easy.’ Thank God for autocorrect because Jackson couldn’t spell worth shit. He smiled and kissed Jade lightly on the cheek, the orders thing partly in jest and partly true. The Latino male was an Alpha in every sense of the word and usually didn’t like to get bossed around. But for a pregnant Jade he could be compliant, hell, be at her beck and call even. Afterwards though…if they could make their relationship work, then he was surely going to show the female just how dominant he could be. For now though he was running around anywhere Jade wanted, getting her bags at the hotel and then stopping at the store for a few snacks because his cupboards weren’t full of ‘pregnant lady craving food’.

Then it was time to go home and Jackson was glad to get a chance to spend the night with Jade, even if they didn’t get to have sex. It was tempting…he hadn’t fooled around since Parekura, but even he was a little scared of hurting her if they did anything. Jade had a history of making him lose control, once he smelled her scent he lost all ability to think and the only thing he wanted to do was pound into her over and over again. So it was probably for the best that he had a king sized bed so that there could be a little space between them. But even in his sleep, Jackson was a big protective guard dog. Although he had given Jade space while he was awake, the moment he fell asleep he was rolling towards her to take up the position of big spoon. A large hand moved to cup her belly, the massive male guarding his lover and their pups as they all slept.

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Jessie felt like she was slowly losing her mind.

Between working doubles, planning their wedding, house hunting, and Leslie’s late night cravings, Jessie didn’t have any free time to unwind. Usually she had bondage to fall back on; a brief session as a harsh Mistress was a perfect venue for her to vent all her frustrations…but with a pregnant human mate that just wasn’t possible. If Leslie had been a wolf, perhaps she’d be a little more inclined to put her lover’s body through such stress, but because she was already terrified that her human fiancé was pregnant with what might be twin werewolf pups, she didn’t want to chance things.

At least work was done for the day so that she could drag her ass home. Guh…my car… I still need to sell it and get something that’s able to hold a child seat. Maybe an SUV…something bigger so that I can jam a stroller in the back. No van though, that sure as shit wasn’t happening. When she wasn’t working, her mind just wandered to the thousand things she still needed to do in order to be ready for the babies. Or her thoughts carried off to her mate and all the things that she was worried about with Leslie. Humans weren’t really made to have more than one kid, plus there was the whole thing of Leslie being a human with magical werewolf parasites sucking the life out of her….perhaps she was worrying too much, but Jessie couldn’t help it, she just loved Leslie so much and didn’t know what she would do if there were complications during child birth.

Seeing her mate usually helped take her mind off everything, but the moment that Jessie stepped into the apartment, she could smell greasy fast food. There was no hiding junk food from Jessie, even though her human form didn’t have as good a sense of smell as her wolf’s, she could still sniff out food from the doctor’s ‘do not eat’ list like a drug dog. “Arby’s? Seriously Les? Of all the trash you choose to eat you pick stuff that the doctor specifically said you can’t have?” Jessie didn’t even see her mate yet, just saw the red and white bag on the kitchen counter and got ready to yell at her because she wasn't supposed to be eating deli meats...or anything good. Poor Leslie, she couldn't have sushi or steaks cooked medium anymore, no cold cuts or junk food either...but it was only for 9 months! How hard could it be to behave?
 
Jade found herself loosening up with Jackson, even if it was a slow process. Still, it was enough that by the end of the night she was feeling playful, and in response to his little alpha dog, 'I don't usually take orders', she sent him a 'Most women you've been with couldn't kick your ass' and a grin, a little reminder about her victory over him in the human event... And that if she weren't pregnant her foot could still reach his jaw... Though she had a feeling her martial abilities were not quite what Jackson had been speaking of. Regardless, he was a gentleman the rest of the night and while she had been reluctant at first, she fell asleep feeling more safe and less anxious than she had in quite some time... A bit of hope that despite everything, it was going to be okay. That her children would be okay, know their father, even if they didn't work out. If anything Jackson seemed almost determined to be in their lives, and she was grateful for that.

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Leslie knew what she wasn't supposed to eat, but it was more suggestion and less necessary in her mind. She didn't exactly know about pregnancy or children, but the prospect of not eating delicious food seemed much more harmful than forcing down the healthy crap Jessie wanted her to eat every second of every day. Fucking salads, she would rather starve. So she often grabbed herself a less healthy meal, burger king, arby's, dive bars where she could eat greasy crap and watch other people enjoy a beer. She had even packed a suitcase in the closet full of snack foods, figuring Jessie was unlikely to need to travel anytime soon. However, as the pregnancy progressed Leslie became less concerned with hiding her habits, no longer sneaking away to eat junk, which Jessie usually got a whiff of anyways, and being more inclined to blatantly eat whatever in the hell she wanted.

Cravings weren't the only part of the process, Leslie was also moody, and when her fiance came in the door immediately barking about her food and how she wasn't supposed to have it she growled under her breath, eyes narrowed as the woman came around the corner. "You know what the doctor also said was bad for the fucking baby? Stress! And without my grease I'm going to end up pulling my hair out!" She snarled, taking another bite of the sandwich, then another larger bite to finish the last of it... Shoving the wrapper into the empty large curly fry container next to her. "Besides, one more night of kale and burnt meat and I'm going to eat my own fucking arm off." Leslie's mouth had grown far worse as the days progressed, the ever growing desire for some form of stress relief pushing her to being a real bitch at times.

Jessie only made it more difficult. As much as she loved the woman she also felt coddled and a bit of condescension with every 'eat healthier' speech she got. Mainly it was how delicate Jessie made her seem, as if she was a normal human... Not one with healing and physical enhancement abilities that were on the low side of superhuman. She wasn't fucking superwoman, but considering superhuman was merely more than an average human she was pretty fucking qualified for the title. "Besides, you keep going on about how werewolf babies are tough on me, not normal, blah blah blah... They can handle some Arby's." She turned her head at that point, expecting the bitchy speech to come and already wishing it was over, that way she could turn on the TV and curl up with a pillow until Jessie calmed down and made her some nasty green crap to 'cleanse' her of the horrid American staple of fast food... Oh what she would give for more curly fries.
 
When the doctor gave them a list of foods to steer clear of, Jessie had of course wanted to obey the orders because the guy in the white coat was the one with the doctorate and she was the one that was spazzing out about the health of her fiancé and unborn babies and just needed some guidance. Of course Leslie didn't want to change her diet or listen to Jessie the food Nazi or the quack werewolf doctor...so Jessie had tried to find reasons as to why Leslie should eat healthier online in order to appeal to her lover's small but rational side. WebMD was probably the worst thing to ever happen to the Internet; Jessie had been cooking for years and she had never worried about salmonella, toxoplasmosis, or Listeria, but now all those illnesses were giving her grey hairs.

"It's not burnt it's well done!" Jessie bristled. She was an excellent cook! And she didn't need this bullshit! She was trying so damn hard and all Leslie had to do was stay at home and relax and be healthy for a couple of months so that they didn't have mutant children, why couldn't her mate just do that for her?! "I know you've shoved your head up your ass so you don't have to listen to me but try to get it out of there long enough to pay attention." Jessie barked, her patience so strained that her temper finally flared up. "Believe it or not Leslie you're human and you're not indestructible and you've got two babies in there and wolf or human doesn't matter; they can still get sick if you get sick and die. So stop being a selfish bitch and just do what the fucking doctor ordered!"

It took her a moment to realize that her hands were balled into fists and she was shouting. With a frustrated growl she choked out something that sounded like 'sorry' before storming off towards the bedroom so that she could pace and continue the fight in her imagination because she knew she shouldn't be screaming at Leslie in her condition.
 
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