Game on big boy!
She next met the twins Adam and Douglas, whom everyone simply called Digger. The twins explained they were named after one of their father's favorite authors. They in turn introduced their mates. Adam's mate was a tall Nordic blonde named Ilsa KΓΆpman (Swedish for 'Merchant') Wolfe, who looked like she just stepped off the plane from Sweden; in fact, she was a really distant cousin of Rachel's from Gothenburg, Sweden. She was nearly six feet with ice blue eyes, a DD bust and an ass that would put J - Lo to shame. At first, Rachel feared she would be haughty and condescending; she surprised Rachel by warmly welcoming her to the family and embracing her as a new sister. She explained their kids, which neared a dozen, were spending a few weeks in Sweden visiting their grandparents.
Adam and Ilsa's oldest was nearing the age of Ascension. They explained his mate was a petite little Japanese girl from Okinawa; they began their relationship as pen pals at fifteen. Despite the long distant relationship, Bradon Wolfe and his little Kimiko-chan were quite in love and were planning on meeting each other in Tokyo for their 18th birthday. Mr. ShΕten-shu (literally translated as 'Merchant' in Japanese) was 'most honored' to be bound to the Wolfe clan. Bradon was furiously studying the Japanese language and culture for their meeting in six months; he wanted to make a good impression on his future father-in-law. Adam was also proud to announce that Ilsa was expecting again and this would make it an even dozen. They both agreed this was the last of them, but no one seemed to believe them.
Digger introduced a fiery redhead with emerald eyes named Mary. She hailed from Dublin, Ireland. They had met quite unexpectedly when Digger was in Ireland on Holiday as a post-graduation present from his parents; yeah, right...Digger had been setup by both sets of parents from the word go. They met at a local tavern where Digger was enjoying his first taste of underage 'legal' drinking. He said when their eyes met it was instant love. They spent the next three weeks with each other until the night of Ascension where he and Mary's father finally spilled the beans. Robert and Maggie were right behind him smiling widely, knowing they had pulled off their little stunt. Mary was a lovely 5'6 with a healthy bust and long, coppery locks that fell around her pale, freckled complexion. She was also very, very pregnant with triplets. She looked like she would pop any second now. Mary said there was still three bloody weeks to go before she got the 'little bastards' out of her. Everyone laughed and ribbed Digger until he was crimson with embarrassment.
Finally there was Kyle. His twin sister Kelly was not able to make it tonight. She was with her husband on a Cherokee reservation in Montana. They owned a large Mustang ranch on the reservation that was in severe negotiations with the government at the moment. The government was trying to convince Kelly and her mate, a man named Three Bears - a giant Cherokee Indian chief and Alpha of the Hunter clan, to sell the land and move the herd a few hundred miles away. It turns out the land the herd was on had recently been part of a national geological survey. A petroleum company had discovered a rather large deposit of oil beneath the reservation; the find was reported to be the largest in Montana's history and would mean several billion in state and federal revenue. Apparently a Montana congressman had sat on the petroleum company's board of directors and owned several shares in the company; he was now lobbying hard in Congress to force the sale of the land. It wasn't necessarily legal, but when has that ever stopped a politician from getting what he wants.
Kelly and her mate were working just as furiously with the Cherokee nation, the Bureau of Indian Affairs, and several state and national groups opposed to the sale and exploitation of the land. A national campaign for 'Save the Mustangs' had taken root and was quickly becoming a thorn in the oil company's side. Robert had set a team of his best lawyers to file an injunction in federal court on behalf of his daughter. The petroleum company and the congressman were fighting real dirty and had already filed suit against them. Last week a group of men were arrested on the reservation trying to kill several Mustangs. Kelly told her brother Kyle and their father they had evidence the poachers were employees of the petroleum company and were hired to make trouble against the Cherokee. The petroleum company flatly denied the allegations and was working furiously to get the evidence thrown out of court. Kelly and Three Bears were working overtime to protect the herd and their reservation, but were supremely confident they would win in the end. They too could fight dirty if necessary. Kyle simply laughed and explained his twin sister was one you never wanted to fuck with. The oil company was in for a cluster fuck and a shit storm rolled into one if this thing continued into a full court battle. He didn't seem too worried about her.
Kyle was a mountain of a man at nearly 7'2 and somewhere in the vicinity of 350lbs. He was built like an NFL linebacker and had wild, unkempt hair that feel where it may. Amber was his polar opposite. She was not only petite, she was tiny. She stood at 5' flat and was barely 100lbs. She had long strawberry-blonde hair that was very straight and braided down her back. Her small pert breasts stood free without the cumbersome irritation of a bra. Amber was also very pregnant with twins. Kyle was beaming like the sun. He explained this was their first children after the incident two years ago. Rachel caught a hint of sadness as Kyle said this, but James quietly told her not to question it; he would tell her later what happened. Rachel simply embraced Amber gingerly and wished many happy congratulations for the couple. She threw her arms around the human tree that was her new brother-in-law; Rachel caught a look between the two brothers that showed Kyle was proud for his kid brother and happy to have a new sister.
Finally after enduring the last goodbyes and several more cat calls and whistling, James and Rachel made their way to the front of the manor where a golf cart sat to take them to their new home. James explained the residential area sat in the Northern corner of the compound that bordered another forest. It was quiet and secluded which allowed the pack members to run freely whenever they wished. The entire estate sat on several hectares of a pristine forest reserve that his family and another clan owned and maintained. It was also a great place to raise the young ones, helping them during their first shifting. They made their way slowly in the golf cart as James gave a cursory tour of what they could see by lamp light. It was almost two in the morning when they finally pulled up to a modest looking rambler style ranch home. The yard was fully enclosed and Rachel could hear the barks and yips of two very excited dogs in the back. James laughed and said he would make the introductions in the morning. He said right now was all about teaching a certain little cum slut her place in the bedroom. Rachel was ceremoniously carried across the threshold of their new home. After locking the door and setting the alarm system; James said this was more a precaution than a necessity with all of the external security. But it made him feel just a little bit safer knowing there was another buffer between Rachel and the bad guys.
After he keyed in the alarm code and briefly showed Rachel how to operate the system, James collected his blushing bride and made their way to the master suite. Rachel was astounded to see a king poster bed made of Brazilian rose wood stained a lustrous ebony. The headboard, footboard, and postings were intricately laid in a pewter color with Norse runes and Celtic glyphs. James explained how his father and he spent the whole of last summer in the pack wood shop cutting and shaping the wood. James had laid the runes himself using a traditional hammer and chisel. He proudly pointed out the intricacy of the craftsmanship of each post and explained the significance of the markings.
The first post was an ancient Celtic spell of protection upon the owners of the bed and the house it was contained in. The second post was marked in Nordic runes professing strength and prosperity for the house and its occupants. The third post was a wonderful Gothic love poem written in Gaelic, wrapping around the post like ivy. The final post, James explained, was a mark for fertility and child birth. The Nordic runes and Celtic glyphs spoke of supreme love between a man and woman was evident in the procreation of young. Rachel was overwhelmed by what she was seeing; she was almost afraid to sleep in such a beautiful work of art. James laughed heartily and said he and his dad ensured that the bed was 'reinforced'; it needed to be because of all the use it was about to receive. They quietly disrobed each other and proceeded to touch each other as they worked to bring each other pleasure. James had three fingers jammed in Rachel's cunt as he worked a calloused thumb over her distended clitoris. She in turn worked a tiny hand over his growing erection. James quickly stopped and proceeded to gently push Rachel to her knees, indicating exactly what he expected next. She was more than happy to comply.
Now my little cum slut. I expect you to take my massive cock in that slutty little mouth of yours and work that magical tongue over my hog until I dump no less than a gallon of fuck cream into your belly. Is that understood my little whore?
Oh yes master! It gives me great pleasure to feed upon your gigantic fuck stick. Your wanton little slut is unworthy to service suck a magnificent tool of manliness. Thank you for allowing your little whore to be your personal cum bucket. I desperately need to have your delicious spunk clean my throat and mouth. I have been such a naughty, naughty little slut. I have been teasing and caressing your cock all night long. I could feel how desperately you wanted to fuck my slutty little cunt. I am so wicked for teasing my master in such a matter; I need your cock to make me a good girl again. Would you do that for me master?
