The Woodland Packs

“Well, how about if Mary comes with me, or some of the other women? Surely, they’ll keep me calm, and make sure none of the other guys drag me off.” I laughed to show I was joking but no one joined me.

I knew they were worried about the full male pack and if I were honest, so was I. Which was one of the main reasons I had for not staying here, and returning back home.

“Mom may be the best plan. She’s pretty relaxed with everything, and you two seemed to hit it off.”

Dexter sounded like he was talking to me in words, but I could see he was mostly speaking to himself.

Taylor nodded. “My mom wanted to meet Claire too, so how about I go pick her up and meet you guys back here?”

“Sounds like a plan.” I clapped my hands and grinned at the guys.

I was high on life and sex and… sperm.

Ew.

God, it was good, though.

I’d never been able to orgasm during penetration, but with these men it seemed almost guaranteed. Their sperm alone seemed magical. I had a simultaneous orgasm with them every time.

Maybe that was also a sign that we were meant to be?

“Hey…” I opened my mouth to ask something and realised what I was about to do to myself. I was going to open a can of worms that I wasn’t prepared for and would lead to the green-eyed monster spewing forth.

Did I really want to know if they made all their lovers come during ejaculation?

I slammed my mouth shut.

No.

No, I did not.

“What, beautiful?” Jay asked as Dexter and Taylor headed out the front door to get their moms.

I thought quickly, I couldn’t ask the question honestly, I just couldn’t.

“Nothing. Just thinking about the wolf thing. You said you’ll be in complete control, yeah?”

He nodded solemnly. “Yeah, always.”

“Okay, then let me grab that jumper Mary loaned me and I’ll be ready to go.”

I stuffed a few more of the delicious berries into my mouth.

Mary had let me borrow the softest black wool jumper, and as I pulled it on over my arms, I snuggled my face into it.

There was the sweetest smell attached to the wool. Whether it was the washing powder, or Mary herself, there was something that reminded me of Dexter in it. And that meant I wasn’t taking it off anytime soon. I loved the idea of being surrounded by my big, protective man.

Jay and I moved to the window together and he opened the front door for me, a sweet smile on his face.

“You look happy,” I said to him without thinking.

He laughed and grabbed me around the waist, squeezing me tightly for a minute before letting me go.

“Of course, I am. I’ve got you.”

A tremor of unease ran through me.

I understood what he meant, of course. There was a huge part of me that felt the same way. I was happy here with them and could continue to be.