The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

He laughed. “Yeah, I can’t believe my luck.”

“Are one of you going to have him make an honest woman out of you?” I asked

“Don’t know yet,” Randa said. “Probably not until we’ve completed our breeding contracts. For now, we’re satisfied with the way things are.”

“Have you two done the dirty with each other?”

“We’ve fooled around a couple times, but mostly,” Karina said, “I see Stan on the weekend, and Randa sees him on weekdays. Today, he might get lucky with both of us.”

Stan grinned.

I had a few words with everyone who came to our wedding, meeting some of Sean’s more distant relatives for the first time, including his step-grandparents, now in their seventies. They were all nice folks to talk to. I wondered if any of the rest of them knew his parents were in a D/s relationship.

The meal we had was excellent. One of the things we’d done was to offer venison as a choice of meats along with beef and chicken due to the large number of wolves attending our wedding, and a large number of guests had selected it as a choice. I have to say, though, that the way Quinn cooked it was better than the way the hotel prepared it.

When it became time for the speeches, Devin told some things about Sean that I’d never heard before from when he was younger. A few stories about his early girlfriends that I could use as ammo some day. Both of our fathers gave us marital advice for a long lived marriage.

Although it wasn’t customary for other groomsmen to make speeches, Quinn got up and called for everyone’s attention.

“The reason I’m a member of the wedding party is kind of an interesting story,” Quinn said. “I didn’t know either the bride or groom growing up, but I knew both of her bridesmaids, one of whom I wasn’t really on good terms with. I was being a total dickhead one day and might have been inclined to do something with unpleasant, and permanent consequences. Suddenly, this little chit of a girl has a knife to my throat and tells me she’ll make a permanent end to my life if I continue being a dickhead.

“‘Amazing,’ I thought to myself. I’m like a foot taller, twice her weight, three to four times as strong, hunt fugitives for a living, and she’s brave enough to hold a knife to my throat and order me to behave. I need to know more about this person, because this is a woman I could totally love, absolutely fearless. She made a promise to me that she’d give me something I wanted if I behaved and explained the enmity I had for her roommate, Brigitte.

“In the process of explaining, and the consequent revelations of all involved, she repaired the relationships I had with a number of different people. I admired the way Jessica stood up for her friend, and fixed what should never have been broken in the first place. I’d hoped, that at some point, I might be the one in Sean’s place right now, but that was not to be, for a variety of reasons, but I knew that whoever won her hand, would be happy for the rest of his life.

“In doing a favor for Jessica and my boss, Sasha Devereaux, I met Sean, and immediately realized, he might be the one who could give Jessica what I couldn’t, so I introduced them and encouraged her to date him. So when she was holding a knife to my throat, she sent us all down the path to where she sits beside her new husband, a man I consider to be the luckiest man alive, because he won her heart. To the bride and groom, I say, live long, love hard, laugh often. I’m glad you met the person of your dreams.”

We drank, then Sean whispered, “You didn’t really hold a knife to his throat, did you?”

“I did. Let this be a warning to you; don’t be a dickhead.”

Sean laughed and kissed me. “I’ll try never to be a dickhead.”

Not many people knew the story of how Sean and I met, so for the rest of the evening, I had to answer quite a few questions related to that story. I couldn’t say that his dickhead move would have been to impregnate Brigitte, because non-wolves wouldn’t have known he was doing something legal under the rules of the pack, even if it was a dick move, so I didn’t really go into that. Apparently, even Rene and Sasha didn’t know the full story either, as they had a few questions as well. I could be more open with them. My parents had heard the story, so they weren’t surprised, nor Gretchen, who’d gotten the full story. Alicia hadn’t gotten the full story, so she whispered to me later that her pussy was wet.

“We’ll take care of that later,” I said.

At one point, Sean’s buddy, Chris, the other groomsman, came up to us and said he’d asked Brigitte to join him in his room later, hoping for some post wedding nookie. Brigitte told him she was joining the bride and groom later.

“Is she really joining you later, or was she just blowing me off?” Chris asked.

Sean told him it was true, that Brigitte and Alicia were frequent sexual partners and they were both joining us tonight.

“No way! Three of the hottest women here and you’re going to be in bed with all three? Please tell me where I can find a wife like Jessica.”

“Can’t help you. I just kind of lucked into her.”

“Luck is right. You’ve got a fairy tale marriage, buddy. Don’t ever give her up.”

“Don’t intend to,” Sean said.

“What about the Maid of Honor?” Chris asked. “Is she available?”

“She’s a lesbian,” I said, “and she’s going to be in our bed tonight as well, although Sean won’t get to fuck her. She’s not on birth control and needs to have another surrogate baby soon.”

“Damn! Some guys get all the luck.”

“It’s payment for having me pregnant all the time by providing children to infertile couples,” I said. “Since I’m fat all the time, I felt he should have some young ladies who weren’t. It’s hard for him to live with me carrying four babies for someone else. There has to be some recompense for having to put up with it. If you can meet someone willing to be bred by others, perhaps you can have a couple of other ladies in your bed as well.”

“Easier said than done,” Chris said.

“Exactly,” I agreed. “There are several women here doing the breeding bit. You just have to convince them that you’re the kind of man who can overlook their big bellies and be a good lad about it. Just pick anyone of them that’s pregnant, and ask them if they’re committed to anyone, and if they aren’t, ask them on a date. Who knows what might happen. One of the guys here tonight is dating two pregnant women. It’s just a matter of putting up with some stuff.”

“You don’t mind putting up with Jessica being pregnant four times?” Chris asked.

“Well, I missed most of the first one, and we dated through the second one, and it was a problem at first until I met some of the people involved and realized how big the problem was and how grateful the couples are for the surrogate services. Granted, I do have to put up with it two more times, plus however many children Jessica and I want to have, but Jessica does make sure I get something out of it, so it’s hard to complain that I’m not getting enough sex.”

“No kidding. I wanted to have a threesome once and got shot down, crashing and burning the whole way.”

“Are you willing to have an MMF threesome, or are you locked into FFM?” I asked.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“You mean suck a dick? No thanks.”

“Not suck a dick, just share a woman. One in her pussy, and the other one in her mouth or ass,” I said.

“Have you done that?” Chris asked Sean.

“No, but he hasn’t had to,” I answered. “I have two female bodyguards, but Simone has a male and female, and Randa has two males. I think Randa and Karina are both dating Stan because he doesn’t care what they do with their bodyguards. Something to think about. You’ll want to make sure you’re medically clean if you have sex with women trying to procreate with someone else.”

After Chris went away, Sean asked me, “Would you ever want an MMF threesome?”

“I’ve had some. You know how fluid lupine sexuality is. They don’t care who’s in their bed.”

“What was it like for you?”

“It’s nice, but I don’t need it, Sean. If you want to see what it’s like, you can make Alicia or Brigitte air tight. They’d be happy to show you, without the negative emotional consequences for you.”

“Air tight?”

“My, you are inexperienced. A cock in every fuck hole at once. For a guy, it would be two dicks, and for a woman it’s three. If you’re a submissive, your Dominant has usually made you airtight at least once.”

“I haven’t done it to you.”

“Everyone is not the same. You’re not Carl. You wouldn’t enjoy seeing other men fucking your wife. It would bother you having other men in our bed. I doubt your mother has been airtight either. If you want to simulate it, let Brigitte and Alicia come to bed with strap-ons, and you can see what it’s like for me without inviting another man.”

“Do you miss it?”

“Not so much that I need it again. It was nice to experience, but I’m very content being your pussycat.” I fingered my lace collar. “If I’d wanted to be with a wolf, I’d be with a wolf. I wanted you.” I kissed him. “We’re very good, just the way we are.”