The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

The next morning, we flew to Phoenix, rented a Jeep Grand Cherokee for the extra room and headed to Sedona. Brigitte drove, and I rode my new husband in the back seat on the drive, getting my second sperm deposit of the day, (the first being before we left for the airport.) We spent our first night there after a couple hours of sightseeing. Sean bred me three more times that night, with the two wolves getting one of the fuckings each.

The following morning, Brigitte shifted to her wolf, then shifted back.

“You’re pregnant, bitch. Your husband knocked you up.”

I leaped into his arms. “You’re going to be a daddy, Sean. Call all of your parents and let them know while we pack.”

“Should I tell my step parents. How do we tell them we know you’re pregnant already when we just got married?”

“As far as they’re concerned, you could have knocked me up a couple weeks before the wedding. We’ve been living as a couple for months. Unless they keep track of my cycle, they’d never know. You don’t have to deposit your sperm in me any more, big guy. You did the deed and can put it anywhere you wish. I still plan on getting lots of fucking on our trip, so be prepared. I don’t often have you all day every day. Eat your Wheaties every morning, or what ever you need to do to get a hard cock several times a day.”

Sean laughed and fucked me right then. So what if we were a few minutes late getting started.

The two wolves had everything packed by the time we were finished fucking, then we went through a drive-thru for breakfast, calling our parents during the meal to give them the news.

Sasha was ecstatic. “My first grandchild,” she said, “which is pretty remarkable considering my age, but we try not to have humans. I’ve had a litter before, but you were my first child.”

“Glad we could help with that,” Sean laughed.

“I’ll want to spoil it rotten,” Sasha said.

“Please don’t. Kids are hard enough to raise,” Sean said. “Besides, we won’t be able to tell the child you’re her grandmother, so you’d be some random person giving him or her gifts.”

“You’re right. I wish we could say something.”

“I know you do.”

We called my parents next. “Kathleen is going to have a playmate, Mom.”

“You’re pregnant?”

“Guessed it in one try.”

“Master, get on the phone, Jessica is pregnant.”

Dad joined the conversation. “Jess, it sure didn’t take you long, did it?”

“Infertility is not one of Sean’s problems.”

“Hey, what problems do I have?” Sean protested.

“You could clean up after yourself more often and not leave it to the wolves.”

“I’m getting better.”

“Yes, you are. When you start doing it all the time except when they offer, we can revisit this conversation. Introductions are going to get a little weird.”

“How so?” Dad asked.

“Kathleen is my half sister, and she’s going to be my child’s aunt. I’d call that a little weird that her playmate will call her Auntie Kathleen.”

“Do we have to tell your child that?”

“We might be able to wait for a few years, but if I have a son, we don’t want him thinking he’s not related to Kathleen. She wasn’t just adopted. She’s your daughter.”

“Now you’re freaking me out,” Dad said.

“They’ll be close enough in age, we need to think about it. Look at the bright side. My child will be raised in a household where sex is pretty fluid and mommy isn’t the only one to fuck daddy. Even if I no longer have bodyguards after my fourth puppy, I’d like to continue having sex with Gretchen as long as she’s willing to. He may not find it all that strange that grandpa fucked another woman and got her pregnant.”

“Okay, color me officially freaked out.”

“How much are you going to tone down Mom’s submission as Kathleen gets older, and what about James and Sue? You’re essentially living in sin with another couple. I wouldn’t sweat the details until it seems to be a problem.”

“I suppose you’re right.”

Maggie and Gordon were a little more calm about it. Not only had Karina had a child already, so it was their second grandchild, which was more technically their genetic material, but Karina had given it to the pack and they’d never see it again. Ours they’d get to see, but they knew I’d had two children by someone else before their son got me, and I still had a couple more to go. It sort of tempered their enthusiasm. Maybe if they knew the full truth, it would be more exciting for them. By calm, I mean they weren’t freaking out like Dad was, or as excited as Sasha was; just someplace in the middle, but still happy for Sean.

It was a relatively short drive to the Grand Canyon from Sedona, but we had to make a stop near Flagstaff so our two wolves could perform their obeisance to the local pack. Magnus was the local Alpha, and his mate was named Gabriela. Magnus was of white ancestry, Gabriela, Hispanic. So Sean saw Brigitte licking the pussy of Gabirela, and Alicia getting fucked by Magnus. He hadn’t seen as much of this as I had, so he was still a little shocked they had to do it, and with so little say in it. I saw that about half of the wolves there were of Native American ancestry, primarily Navajo. Fortunately, the Flagstaff pack also had most of southwestern Utah, including Bryce and Zion Canyons, so we wouldn’t have to do this again until we reached Canyonlands National Park, which although it was still in Utah, was under the Grand Junction, Colorado wolf pack.

It didn’t take that long, so we got to check out the view from the South Rim before checking in to the hotel, and we had a full day of hiking down to the bottom and back the next day.

Sean was surprised that we had an easier time of it than he did.

“I’ve been running ten to twenty miles a day getting thin again after my last puppy, Sean. You don’t get nearly as much cardio as I get, plus we’re at a higher altitude than coastal Maine. I’m feeling the elevation, even if I’m not running. I’ve been lucky not to work, as it’s given me lots of time for exercise and self defense classes. Your job is good for strength more than cardio.”

About three fourths of the way down into the bottom of the canyon, we met another wolf in his human shape. He was coming up from the bottom. He wasn’t a rogue, but he didn’t know we’d be coming to his pack’s area, so there was like ten minutes of explanation and sniffing to get through.

When Brigitte introduced me, I was surprised that he knew who I was, and said so.

“I think most wolves around the country know who Jessica Huppert is,” Takoda said. He was darker, like Sean, and I expected he was of Indian ancestry.

“It’s Jessica Hagerty now. I just got married. This is my husband, Sean. He is the son of Sasha, the female Alpha of the New England pack.”

“Good to meet you, Sean. Jessica, are you pregnant with another puppy?” Already scenting my pregnancy, even as a human.

“No, this one is Sean’s. I’ll provide two more puppies to the pack after giving this child to my husband.”

“We’ve introduced a payment for puppy plan as well, based upon the success of the New England pack’s. It seems to have great promise. Do you have any suggestions for us?”

“It helps if you have a human evangelizing for the pack. When you find someone willing to breed, have her contact friends and former classmates and co-workers who might be having financial problems. Have some kind of bonus program for more than a single puppy, so they’re encouraged to provide more than one. It’s hard for human women to bear lots of children, so paying for them to carry makes reasonable financial sense to most people. You’re essentially talking about them giving up a big chunk of their child bearing years to have puppies for the pack, if they have more than one. It’s why seduction was so difficult. You might find some woman to give you one that way, but unlikely more than one.

“If you find women whose husbands are infertile, they might be willing to provide puppies to the pack for each child you provide to them. Willing cuckolds may allow their wives to be bred by others, so that’s another possible source of breeders. The husband may not have to be told about wolves, though the woman needs to know. One of my friends is married and her husband doesn’t know she’s providing puppies. As long as a cuckold can witness a big cocked wolf in human form fuck their wives on occasion, her disappearing for a few days when she’s fertile and coming back pregnant may not be an issue for him. The money may be the biggest factor right now, but if the economy improves substantially, money may become less of an incentive unless the women are in low income jobs.”

“Yes, I see your point,” Takoda said.

“May I ask your real age?” I asked.

“What would you guess?” Takoda said, smiling.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I think you’re the second oldest wolf I’ve met. You appear to be in your late forties, early fifties, so perhaps your early two hundreds?”

“Good. I’m two hundred, twelve.”

“Are you Navajo originally?”

“Yes.”

“Were you bitten or born, since you’re older than the treaty?”

“Bitten as a young man. I was out hunting wolves. They were hunting me. Soon, I was one of the wolves the young men of the tribe were hunting.”

“Did you make your first shift during a full moon?”

“I did, three weeks after I was bitten.”

“Were you back with the tribe when you first shifted, or with the pack.”