"An eight-day ride around Lake Superior, through Canada, Michigan, and Wisconsin. You could do it in three days, but there's so much to see and do. I was reading about it on the Internet a few days ago."
Chase continued after relaying. "I've heard about the tour, but we've always been so busy I haven't done it. Rori won't be able to go as she'll be late in her pregnancy or have a newborn."
"Rori's always pregnant," Howler said. "You've got nannies and support vehicles. You could even bring an RV."
"You'll even have a prospect to drive it," Tequila said with a grin. "We don't need you anyway. Maybe we'll make it a Steel Ladies ride and leave you and Vic with your babies."
"Maybe we can do the first half with you? Bear and I can do the bottom half on the way here, and then we can keep going once we get to the American border in Sault Ste Marie?" Since their chapter was in New Hampshire, they would be taking a long ride west to come to our party. "Hell, we could head up to Montreal and go around the north sides of Lake Ontario and Lake Huron too!"
"I'll work with Spider Monkey to plan the trip. Chase and Rori can get the word out to the Club, and we'll see how many people are interested." I was excited just thinking about it. After all those months living as a shut-in, a week of motorcycle touring with my man sounded fantastic. If we had support vehicles and nannies, Maritza could go. The ride would break down into chunks with lots of sightseeing and exploring, so it would give her time to play. "Chase, will I be able to enter Canada?"
"I hope so." I rubbed my cheek against theirs before they left, promising to keep in touch.
The party went on well into the night. I shifted back for dinner, much to Maritza's disappointment. When she finished her food, she couldn't keep her eyes open. Spider Monkey volunteered to put her to bed, as she was making an early night of it.
Lance and I got called over to a table away from the pool later that night. Colletta, Chase, Rori, Vic, and Possum were there from our Pack. Alpha Michael, Luna Margaret, and Doc Olson were there from Oxbow Lake. Lance took the only chair left, pulling me into his lap and wrapping his arms around me. "We're trying to understand how this all happened," Chase said.
"There are so many first with you two," Colletta said. "First mating between werejaguar and werewolf, first mate link for a cat, first Pack link, and first child brought into a Pack link."
"Our children don't get the mind link until their first shift in their teens, and now I have a one-year-old jaguar baby asking me if she HAS to get out of the pool." Rori just shook her head at this.
Doc Olson looked at Lance. "When did you know Maria was your mate?"
"After she took off in her cat form, but before she jumped in the river," he said. "I heard her voice in my head, and my wolf said we had to claim our mate. Until that moment, I thought I was falling in love with her, but mating wasn't possible."
"So she used the mate link to talk to you before your wolf accepted her?" Lance looked at me as he nodded. "How?"
I thought about what happened. "It all happened so quickly. I ran hard for the river, and I needed Lance and the others to go farther downstream. I yelled at him in my head before I jumped. I was shocked that he heard me, more so when I got his answer in my head. You don't know how much I wanted a link since I came here! It was the answer to my prayers!"
Chase leaned back as he thought about it. "It has to go back to their time together in her heat. Lance, is it possible you created a mate bond that weekend?"
"Not intentionally," he said. "My wolf wasn't thinking about her that way at the time."
"Did you bite her neck," Doc Olson asked.
"More than a few times," Lance said as he blushed. "I had to hold her in place the first time I took her in wolf form and when I forced my knot into her. She would squirm as I held her neck down with my teeth. I didn't feel anything at the time, though. In all honesty, that whole weekend was a blur with all the pheromones and sex."
"I'd never had a heat before, and we don't have mates, so I don't know if there was anything different," I said. "When the heat ended, I still wanted him and wanted to be close to him. My cat would calm down when he was with me."
Chase had no answers. "Maybe the mating bite takes a long time to work when it's with a werejaguar?"
Doc nodded. "It's not something they've had before, so maybe his saliva had to change something in her first?"
Colletta brought up the obvious problem with that. "Then how do you explain Maritza gaining a Pack Link without a bite OR a blood tie?"
No one could answer that one. Finally, Lance just pointed out what was different. "Maria adopted Maritza, and my wolf accepted her as my own after I took Maria as my mate."
"She answered me after you brought me into the Pack," I said. "I don't think we'll ever know if a family or Pack link came first."
"So much to learn," Colletta said. "I'll remind everyone that Maria and Maritza's ability to use the mind link is not for distribution outside Arrowhead Pack and the Oxbow Lake leadership. Such an ability may give them a tactical advantage we don't want to spoil." That order went out after Lance reported his mate link to Doc and the Alphas. "Did the heat take? Are you pregnant?"
I didn't want to answer, but I had to. I let out a yawn before I answered. "Doc said the test was negative, but it's too early for a test to be accurate."
"We could be so lucky. I can't imagine what surprises that might bring," Colletta said. "You better get your mate to bed, Lance. She's had a long day."
"Thank you," I said as I got up. "I'm so happy to be a part of your Pack!"
Lance and I showered together in my room before I pulled him into bed with me. I was asleep as soon as his arms wrapped around me.
I woke up in the morning to find a single red rose on the pillow in front of my face. I reached out and pulled it to my nose, taking in the smell. "Happy Mother's Day, Maria," Lance said as he brought a tray over to the bed. Maritza climbed up and sat next to me as I pulled myself to a sitting position.
"Happy day, Mama," my baby said.
I couldn't see through my tears as I hugged them both.
Ch. 62
Spider Monkey's POV
Arrowhead Beta House
I rolled out of bed before sunrise, making another dash for the bathroom. Our son was growing with each day, pushing more of my insides aside, and my bladder was suffering for it. My body was constantly sore, tired, and horny.
It didn't help when I stumbled back into the bedroom to see Vic had rolled onto his back, the sheet and blanket tented around his sleeping hardon. I smiled to myself as I walked back to the bed; he'd already shoved the covers down to expose his broad shoulders and sculpted chest. Looking down at him sleeping peacefully, knowing he was MINE, body, and soul? It was a powerful feeling, and I felt it down to my core.
I giggled as I ran my fingers lightly down the fine hairs on his chest. What are the three rules of growing older? Oh yeah.
1) Don't trust a fart.
2) Don't pass a bathroom.
3) And never waste a woody.
Pregnancy at a late age magnified the importance of all three. I slipped one hand under the sheet, lightly brushing Vic's impressive length before cupping his heavy balls in my fingers. I was so tired last night, and I went to bed hours before he did. It wasn't a surprise he was a little backed up.
I lifted the bedding away with one hand while the other encircled his girth. Holding it vertically, I leaned over and stuck my tongue out, lightly circling the engorged head and tasting the precum oozing out the slit. Vic let out a low moan as I engulfed it in my wet mouth, his hand moving up to touch mine as I sucked him back to consciousness. I kept working the tip, doing the tongue swirl that drove him nuts. "Fuck, baby," he said as his hands moved up to my hair.
"Soon," I promised. Vic groaned in pleasure as I moved more of his cock into my mouth, gagging slightly before swallowing past it and taking him into my throat. I soon had him fully awake and breathing hard; I could feel him swelling in my mouth and knew he wouldn't last long if I kept going. I pulled off, holding the base of his cock and squeezing until the orgasm that was so close to him had passed.
"Vixen," he said as he sat up. "I can't believe you're waking me up to edge me."
"Edging makes the eventual release all the more satisfying," I told him.
"True. Now it's my turn." He picked me up under the shoulders effortlessly; our size difference and his strength meant he could maneuver me into any position he wanted. We weren't quite as acrobatic these days since I looked like a gymnast who swallowed a basketball, but I loved it when he took charge. I ended up straddling his head as he pulled me down on his face.
"Oh FUCK yes," I said as I felt his tongue slide from bottom to top in my dripping slit. My eyes rolled back as he shifted his mouth and tongue slightly, the length pushing deep inside and swirling around before coming back out to lash my clit. "RIGHT THERE, yes, oh GOD yes, right... HEY!"
His face looked like a glazed donut, and he was smiling as he took his revenge. "Makes the eventual release all the more satisfying, right?" He lifted my body, moving me down until I was straddling his waist. "Be careful with how much you take," he warned.
"I will." I lined his bulbous head up took the first six inches in a slow push. It felt SO good, stretching me in the best way. I leaned forward, moving until he was almost out, then sank a little farther with the next stroke. He was using his fingers to tease my clit, and the third time I took him in, he pinched it. I went off like a grenade, screaming my release and squirting fluid onto his belly. My legs were shaking, and I was squeezing him tight as the waves of pleasure rolled through me.