Bonded By Destiny

Chapter 27

***Ryker****

The crowd erupted into uncontrolled cheers, as we lay there with my mate basking in our confirmed bond. It's not until we came down from our high that I remembered we had an audience. Nude bodies lay on top of others or beside others, having participated in a fuck fest.

The smell of cum mixed with sweat, heavy in the crowded room. Even so, my beast was able to separate and pick on my mate's enticing juices. He held his snout high and let his tongue out dripping with saliva.

Nudity to werewolves was pretty normal. Especially in times like this when many of the adults mated and enjoyed a good time in the presence of others. I picked up the white robe she had been wrapped in and covered her body while she caught a breath.

I could distinctly feel her contentment and serenity flowing through the bond in waves. Her pure and lofty joy mixed with mine, a full grin breaking on her glowing face. I admired her, smiling back at her and pulling her for a tight embrace.

My beast inhaled her scent, flaring his nostrils. She smelled like us, the bite had totally cemented our bond. Still in my arms, I snaked my tongue on the mark, licking it gently. She quivered in my hold, a hum of acceptance emanating from deep within.

As she sighed on my chest, my eyes took time to scan my pack members. My scrutiny fell on my parents, who were at the far end of the room. I could visibly see the admiration in their eyes as they sat there chatting away. My mother was covered in a pink blanket, with my father's arms around her frame.

Thoughts about them having seen me mating with Tamara had me casting my globes of vision else where. I was thankful I didn't see them going at it like bunnies. That image would have been forever inscribed in my mind.  Right to our right, Janette slept on my friend's chest while he stroked her hair.

A shift of emotions in our connected thoughts drew my attention back to my mate. Repugnance overshadowed  her previous emotions, her head raised high. Her eyes were fixed to the far end, spotting a squint that threatened to pick up a fight. I held her in place as a rumble sounded from her throat.

Her ire seemed to ooze out, the chatter dying down completely. My eyes turned where her glower had been directed at. As I followed her line of vision, Monica came in to view. She stood in nothing, clad in red heels that made her legs look like two walking sticks.

I directed my eyes to hers'  and disgust erupted as I took in her lustful gaze at me. She ogled me, and even though Tamara's robe covered my dick, the action vexed me. My beast became enraged at another female wanting him. He was taken, he belonged to our angered mate beside me.

Tamara slowly stood, she winced with her eyes squeezing shut temporarily. My beast shook his fur, howling in contentment. He knew he had done this to her, the sweet ache between her legs was his doing. He wiggled his tail in approval. A trail of cum down her exposed thighs and legs had our dick stirring.

She took sangfroid steps towards Monica, her eyes ablaze with fire. One hand clutched together  the edges of the robe tightly on her chest to prevent it from flowing.  The other kept on twitching and I had a pretty good idea what she was about to do.

'Don't you come closer to me. ' Monica's  confidence faltered. She took a step back as Tamara approached steadily. My wolf sat back, anticipating what was about to come. He knew that Monica was dangerous, but he also was aware of the retaliatory capability our little witch owned.

'Don't tell me you are afraid of me now? ' Tamara stood a few feet from the object of her disfavour. She raked her eyes on Monica's body, her face spotting a scowl. I couldn't imagine I had bedded her, it repulsed me to no end that I had even touched her. My beast had warned me and yet I ignored him and submitted to my stupid lust.