- -The male on male action is due to dominance on one of their parts. Or so he thinks.- -
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Louis Bernard opened his cell phone and dialed his phone. He listened to his instructions and closed the phone quickly. The male had been spotted on the route through Illinois. The team would intercept as he drove through. The object was to follow and observe. The female would, under no circumstance, be approached. No matter how inviting she was, no male of the pack had permission to mount her. Stella had chosen her new mate, but refused to give the name until all of the pack became one again. Louis knew it was a matter of time until he was named. He'd been offering himself to her for years just for this opportunity. She'd groomed him to lead. When he returned with the bitch, Louis would be the only male with rank enough for a mating with the high echelon. He'd be up to his neck in prime bitches. Fat ones. Skinny ones.... He shoved the phone into his breast pocket, and straightened his shirt. The Black SUV would be headed this way. He could smell it.
When it rolled by, the group of cars followed at a good distance. The chase went on for hours. Had they crossed the border into Wisconsin? Or were they in Indiana? When they went to the country roads, they had to stay out of site. Louis trusted Michel with keeping them on the right track. They arrived at a massive villa which rivaled the place back at home. The white one jumped out of the car and burst through the front door. He called out and rushed around the grounds. Another came out. He was a twin? They spoke briefly and Dominic was off in the car again. Louis ordered a few men to hide on the grounds and wait. The main group would follow and find out why Dominic was upset.
Louis was tired and he knew that it had to be important for Dominic to get back on the road after he got home. They watched him get to his destination and go in. The door opened five minutes later with a figure running on bare feet toward the car. When he focused on her, he knew immediately, she was the one. She swayed slightly which made the coat that was covering her flow open. The curve of her breast flashed before his eyes as she hid behind the car. The way she squatted built up the image of natural grace. Her unkempt hair fell over her cheek as she scanned the block. She clawed at her arms and face with agitation. When Dominic followed her out, she forced her arms around him. His response was to kiss her softly and put her into the car.
Louis phoned the group that was left behind to prepare for his arrival. His call back to Stella would be of success. He watched the stupid man carry her sleeping body into the house. It would take very little time to get the men needed to take her back. By the next morning, he'd be enjoying his prize. Louis revised his decision when he saw her sleeping peacefully with Dominic standing guard at her bed. The dog wasn't as stupid as he'd thought. He gave the order to storm the house after eight days. That would give Dominic enough time to let down his guard. A regular roster of surveillance was posted at the hotel and Louis visited the local dance clubs and bars to scope out the food. The nearest one was forty miles away. That just left cows. Louis shook his head as the wolves caused a stampede and didn't catch a one. He was just about to have to go to a grocery store, when he saw something. A calf caught in some sort of snare. He moved closer slowly. The string was connected to a crude trap. Well, someone must frequent this field, and the farmer is trying to kill them. Louis sounded the call to leave.
He returned just in time to see the bitch mated. Her back arched agreeably off of the bed, as one of the twins quickly had his go. Louis joined the fun by stroking slowly on his cock. Then she was bathed and mounted again. She rippled as the fur covered her and her body changed. She was the brightest of red. She was a fox red over her body and darkened to a dark gray on her limbs and nose. Louis Bernard tried to listen when the bitch warbled, but she only kept repeating that she was scared. Louis smiled and pumped his cock faster. If she was afraid, she'd hold him tight. When the other twin came back into the room, he looked directly out the window toward him. Not good. Louis stuffed his painfully hard cock in his pants and had everyone move back. He watched the man stare out into his eyes as he spoke in a controlled fashion.
`Meet me in the kitchen. If you want her, I may be able to get her for you, Alpha.'
Louis stood up and nodded. Ryan continued to speak to the two wolves, but glanced at the standing man out the window.
When he got there, Ryan greeted the wolf with, "Wind shows all."
"And, the Alpha tells none," was the appropriate response for his pack.
"Why would you give the bitch to me?"
"I'll give her to you if, and only if, I'm allowed to return to my mate, Louis."
"You act as if you know me. I don't know you."
"Louis Bernard, I saw you created when your mother joined with your father. I saw you learn to hunt, and yet you don't remember?"
"I don't."
"Papa, you don't need to pretend. We are one on one here."
"Uh, Ryan?"
"Good, pup. You did remember."
"You should be dead by now. The leaders took out part of your brain."
"I'm just fine, Louis. I have no sense of smell, but otherwise I have no problems."
Louis laughed, "You've lost a few other things by the performance you put on earlier."
"She's not my mate. Why would I want to be attached to some bitch that I have nothing to say to? I don't know how Dominic does it."
"It won't be hard for me, either. It has always been the obligation of the Alpha to produce offspring."
"Well educated in the law, are we? What about the part about the mate complimenting the bitch? Is Dominic a compliment to her?"
"He tries. He wasn't meant for her, anyway. She`s not of his pack."
"She's not of yours, either. However, I'll let you have her , because my boy doesn't know how to take care of her. She's magnificent and he neglects his duty. He mates only during her heat. And then reluctantly. He hasn't even broken her in anally."
"That's not necessary. If a bitch is as good as she looks, it's irrelevant. The ass would be a let down, and it could ruin her pussy. A few toys, now and then, that's another story. Not too much to stretch out the works, obviously."
"He's done nothing. Not even a finger."
"Maybe you're just jealous..."
"Do you want her, or not?"
"Of course I want her! Who wouldn't? I'll be by to collect her when they've unlocked."
"No, Louis. She needs to be handled carefully. I'll get her to go to you. You're camped in the woods south of the stable, right?"
Louis nodded. "That's where you would have picked."
"Give me a few days to bring her around to the idea. I've already planted the seed in her mind."
"So be it," Louis bowed and went back to camp.
Ellen walked down to breakfast in an oriental style robe in her bare feet. She seemed ambivalent about there not being anyone else in the room.
"I sent them all to New York for a little surprise," was Ryan's not convincing reply to her inquiry.
She sat down and stared her tired stare at him.
"If I were Dominic, I wouldn't have let you leave the room until this evening. Yet another shortcoming of my son's."
"I told him no, when I could. I don't know...."
"He takes advantage of your naiveté. I'm sorry. We'll start from the beginning," he soothed as he set down a plate of a deep brownish red pudding.
