The Mechanic's Mate (24 page)

Chapter 39

Sadie entered modeling the little silk teddy Helena made. She had never been so embarrassed, as when the seamstress handed her the little scrap of silk and lace. Helena had informed her that the pack seamstress made one for everyone’s mating, that, and the decadent gown hanging in their wardrobe. How she knew it would be needed, doing all of this as she slept for three days, comatose to the world, confounded Sadie. It appeared quite possible Helena had the same gift of sight as owls . . . or Molly. While considering questions like a gumshoe, she instead decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Her breath caught taking in the view of Domek stark naked lying on his side, head propped on a fist, waiting on the bed.
On our bed.
The room, lit by dozens of candles scattered throughout, ensconced them in a soft glow. Sadie stood there dumbly, in disbelief of her new life. Domek leisurely drug his gaze up giving her an appraising stare. The cock that had lain limp began swelling and running up in line with his abdomen. Warmth filled her and moisture dampened her thighs at the sight of the prominent veins and smooth head. Any shyness experienced while dressing, evaporated.

Domek inhaled deeply and smiled saying, “Get over here now.”

She walked over to him climbing up, but he stopped her, with her knee resting on the bed. She had one hand gripping the headboard, and the other braced at her side. Shifting forward, he grabbed her ass to lick the moisture that had dripped down her thigh, already bent toward him. The sensation of his tongue dragging along her skin left her mindless with passion.

He kneaded her ass, using his thumbs to pull the teddy up to her hipbones; glancing down to see he had exposed her glistening folds. Hungry lips followed the wet trail along her inner thigh, as he suckled and kissed her skin, until reaching the moist crease between her legs. Sadie slid her fingers through his hair, fighting the urge to hold his head there longer.

Inhaling again, he pulled her in tighter to his mouth, gripping to tilt her toward him. Domek speared her with his tongue, pulling back to flick her clit with it before going in again. The pleasure of it made Sadie let go of the headboard, nearly losing balance she put a hand on his shoulder to keep from falling over. Already wound with anticipation, her orgasm built at a rapid pace as she breathed heavily, unable to hold in a moan.

“Please, Alpha, I’m going to come,” she whispered.

Licking her thigh, he groaned, “Mmm, not yet mate.” He stopped kneading her ass, pulling one hand back for a fast, but hard, smack.

That almost set her off, but she held it back, chuckling at his wolfish grin. Her juices glistened on his face in the candlelight, as he pulled her all the way up into bed to lie facing him.

“Look at me, love.” While meeting his eyes, he continued speaking, running fingertips along her body from upper thigh, to just below her breast, stroking the area with his thumb through her teddy. “I had initially planned to punish you for risking your life, but I prefer to save that for tomorrow, or maybe tonight after our festivities. So now, while I know we are already mated, I want us to have the intimate ceremony we should have had. I know you read the tomes of our traditional practice, and I would like to finish with a siring bite to wipe away all traces of . . . the one who bit you first.” He shifted a little nervously.

Sadie smiled, kissing his nose. “All traces of him have been wiped clean, but if it would make you happy, I can think of nothing better.”

Domek echoed her grin, dropping his hand down her thigh hooking it behind the knee and hitching her leg high up over his hipbone. The head of his cock slid between her labia as he leaned forward kissing her. He held her hips rocking them, insinuating himself between her folds. Lined up at her opening, just putting the tip in, he grabbed the leg up on his hip and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him.

Sadie had never been on top, so sprawled there with him filling her; she had no idea what to do. She sat up shyly, moaning when the position caused her to slide further down onto him. He filled her, so long she felt him hit her cervix. Resting palms on his pectorals she raised an eyebrow in question.

“I thought we’d take it slow and sweet tonight, although I’m not sure how much control I’ll have, even in this position,” he explained stroking under the teddy, following along her arms when she raised them to remove the lingerie.

Domek flung it off to the side, glided both hands along the same path again. This time though he brought them around front just below her bust instead of following her arms. Cupping her breasts, he pinched the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

The sensation caused her to squirm, making him groan. He reached around to her spine and pressed her down so he could feast on her breasts. He sucked hard, lightly nibbling the tight peaks, while grasping her hips to rock her against his thrusting movement.

Releasing her nipple, he lifted her up, shoving his arms under her legs and grabbing both her ass cheeks. “I need to taste you again.” He pulled her pussy to his mouth.

Gasping, Sadie reached up to steady herself on the headboard.

He used teeth and tongue to work her to the edge of orgasm once more. Holding her hips with a firm grip, Domek fucked her deeply with his tongue, forcing her to ride his face.

Once she had a good rhythm, he slid his hands to her buttock, idly circling the puckered rosebud with his finger. Dipping down to gather her juices, he spread it around her virgin hole, then gently slid the tip of his finger inside.

Her movements became more frantic as her excitement climbed higher. His husky growl of approval vibrated against her pussy, causing her body to clench with need.

Mirroring her movements, Domek rocked the finger inside her tight muscle. With each pass of her barrier the tip went deeper, until he was buried to his knuckle. Sadie chanted, “Oh god . . . oh god . . . oh god,” while the heat in her belly grew.

As she panted in an effort to stave off her orgasm, Domek shifted his grip under her thighs, his finger burying deeper. He lifted her, pulling her down toward his cock as his thick digit pumped slowly, once, twice, before easing out of her rim. Tiny spasms of pleasure shook her.

She continued to hold onto the headboard with straight arms, straddling him with knees resting on the mattress as he guided himself into her drenched pussy.

Roughly grabbing her hips again, he slammed her down while thrusting up. A small scream escaped as another jolt of pleasure shot through her. Taking her harder now, he moved one hand from her hip to curl around her arm, tugging her down until her breasts brushed his face. Sadie’s hands still gripped the headboard, her spine arched back.

This position gave her clitoris firm pressure every time his cock hit her g-spot. Between gasping breaths she begged, “Please, Dom, please, Alpha, I can’t hold it anymore.”

Shaking his head in response to her nodding ‘yes’, he demanded, “I want to hear you accept me as your mate, little rabbit. Say you’ll accept me as you come for me.”

Domek gripped Sadie’s hair, tugging her head to one side and digging his teeth into her shoulder to mimic the bite of a sire, symbolically assuming the role.

He didn’t pull to cause more pain, just held there, then released to lick the wound before clamping down again. Sadie couldn’t help herself, dropping her hands off the headboard she dug her teeth into the upper part of his pectoral muscle as she began to come.

Releasing her teeth, she called out, “I accept you as my mate. Oh god!” Her inner muscles pulsed, milking him while Domek groaned and pumped urgently. “I love you, Domek. My love, my alpha.”

Hot come scorched deep inside, filling her as he continued to thrust. “Ah, I love you so much, Sadie,” he whispered kissing her. “My mate, my love, my little rabbit.”

Sadie fell forward, lying boneless on top of him, still trying to catch her breath. She smiled kissing her mate’s neck. “I think you wore me out. How do you expect me to go to a party now?”

With that Domek smacked both her butt cheeks, grasping them firmly. He rolled and twisted his body, preparing to stand up, softening cock still inside her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, locked her feet at the small of his back, and held tight to him as he pulled up to his feet.

He groaned. “No, you definitely wore me out more.”

Walking to the tub, he stepped in and lowered them both down. Blessedly, Kara had filled it with scalding rose scented water prior to leaving so it cooled to the perfect temperature now that they were ready.

Domek helped fasten the dress, staring in awe of her beauty, or so he said, turning her around to the full-length mirror. He rested his chin on Sadie’s shoulder, still sore from his bite. She stared, mesmerized by herself in Helena’s creation. Further proof the woman had some kind of psychic skill, she made the style Sadie imagined for a wedding dress to a tee.

Simple and beautiful in an eggshell white material, the gown flowed soft and light as silk. The sleeveless bodice fell to floor length with a plunging neckline that stopped just above her navel. Although the vee dropped much deeper than Sadie would have ever imagined she could wear, the wolves had no issue with it, so neither should she.

Helena had made it a stunning classic dieselhead flapper style by adding a beautiful sheer wide pleated belt that rested across hips and bottom rather than at her waist. It secured with a gorgeous large brooch right at her pubic mound. With it on she resembled a silver screen starlet, or a socialite about to attend one of Jay Gatsby’s parties.

Domek grabbed her hand, leading her out of the house. He stopped and kissed her on the porch, tucking her arm i
nto his.

“You ready for this mate?” he asked.

“More ready than I have ever been.” She smiled, taking the first step off the porch.

They entered along the center building’s north edge, which was clearly what the enclave expected. The entire pack waited in the town center turning to applaud as they stepped in. Ribbons and lights strewn throughout surrounded the enormous bonfire burning. The cooks circled the fire preparing enough food to feed an army . . . or a pack of wolves. Blue Wolf members filled picnic tables and benches placed around them.

The couple walked an aisle lined with flower petals toward the fire pit, where Matus stood. He gifted them a wide smile as they approached him. “And finally our alpha has found his soulmate!” The crowd celebrated even louder at his words, forcing Sadie to sniff back tears. “Welcome our alpha pair, Domek and Sadie. They have been blessed by the goddess herself, and withstood trials no other mated pair has ever encountered in this pack.” Raising his arms, he lowered them to motion the crowd to quiet down, and a hush fell over the area. Turning to Sadie, he smiled. “And this exceptional female has captured the heart of this pack, and its alpha, in a way none of us could have ever expected a ‘dieselhead’ could. We do love you and are so pleased you have chosen to join us, Sadie.” Redirecting his attention to Domek, he exclaimed, “Your pack approves. Kiss your mate, Alpha!”

Domek wrapped his right arm around her waist, bringing his left up to cup her head, dipping and kissing her deeply.

He broke the kiss mumbling in her ear, “I thank Gaia I found you lost in the woods, my Sadie, and it sounds like our pack agrees.”

She barely heard him over the crowd’s roar. Sadie laughed, elated with her welcome into this new life. Every member of the pack approached them with hugs, smiles, and excitement. As the last approached she glanced up as three figures moved toward them. The first she recognized as Edo, but two unexpected yet familiar forms trailed behind him.

Calling out, Sadie ran away from the receiving line toward Molly and her father. “Oh goddess, you’re here,” she cried, wrapping them both in tight hugs.

Tears filled her father’s eyes. “Like I would miss my baby girl’s wedding . . . or mating in this case.” He chortled, offering his hand to Domek approaching from behind her.

As they shook, exchanging introductions, Sadie glanced to Molly, speaking to Edo, apparently sending him off to get something to eat and drink. She smiled, chuckling at Sadie, pointing a thumb over her shoulder toward the man she just sent away. “He’s a dead-hoofer right? No one that perfect could be a good dancer too?”

Sadie laughed. “I’m not sure, but it only seems fair.” With a shaky smile, she added, “I am thrilled you’re here, Molly. Thank you for taking care of my father, and everything. I feel blessed to have you in my life.” Her eyes filled with tears.

“Don’t be silly, you are a blessing in my life Sadie. I only wish I saw it sooner! But the downside of foresight is always choices. I know now that we are meant to be friends though, and couldn’t be happier about it.” Edo came back to Molly and she winked at Sadie. “I can’t see my own future so I need to enjoy my life as it comes.”

Sadie hugged Edo, thanking him for safely delivering her city kin. When she approached Pop and Domek, her mate raised his arm without looking, to pull her into his side. She snuggled up against him, happy just to be in his arms as they all spoke.

Celebration coming to a close, Domek—always touching her in some way since she returned from speaking with Molly—whispered in her ear, “Are you ready to head home? I’m feeling a need to remind my mate how much I love her, and how I never want her to scare me as she did three days ago.”

“Mmmm, I think I may need a reminder.” She giggled, wrapping both arms around his waist. “You know I forget so often what my mate needs from me.” At his stare she rolled her eyes. “Well, do you plan to take me home to our dungeon or not, Alpha?’

He laughed grabbing her arm, to drag her toward home, being polite as possible. “Goodnight all, I must take my mate home . . .
now
! But thank you, we will see you all again tomorrow.”

When he swung Sadie up into his arms to move with more speed, she waved to everyone over his shoulder calling, “Sweet dreams everyone.”

Grinning, Domek practically ran them home to their cellar dungeon.