Page 23 of I Will Make You Mine
“Then go. Bye, have fun patrolling.” Donovan waved, then walked away as the mirrored doors closed.
“What do you think it is?” I asked.
Noel shrugged, then flipped the remote over to see the model insignia and smiled. “Apart from being a Chevy, I have no idea. I don’t care what it is. I’ll just be happy to have a car. I’ve never owned one.”
We got to the ground floor and the doors opened. There it was right in front of us, it had to be. The fucking gorgeous silver Camaro had a big black and red bow on it.
“Holy fuck!” Noel exclaimed as he ran towards it. He pushed the button on the keyless remote and the car beeped once, its headlights and taillights flashing.
“Is it what you wanted?” I asked as I approached my Sire’s gift.
“It could have been a fucking go cart and I would have loved it. I’ve never had anyone give me anything like this before,” Noel said as he ran his hand over the smooth paintjob. The car was gleaming like a fine ass bitch and even I wanted to touch it. Noel removed the bow, tossing the thing to the floor, then opened the door and climbed inside, gesturing for me to do the same, so I did.
The bucket seats were comfortable as hell and the dashboard was a pretty motherfucker with blue and red lights and all the bells and whistles. The engine purred like a cat when Noel pushed the ignition button. He put the car into gear and we were off, speeding out of the parking garage and onto the city streets, where he accelerated even more. I laughed as he passed other cars on the road. He was elated, and I was happy for him. Hell, I was happy for me because I got to ride in it. I wasn’t looking forward to walking around again, like I had to do last night.
He got to a stop light and pulled out his cell phone. He put it on speaker and I froze when I heard Théoden’s voice come through.
“I take it you’ve seen your new car?” he asked.
“Oh my god, Father… thank you so much. I fucking love it!” Noel beamed.
Théoden laughed and the sound of his voice sent tingles to my cock. I knew he was probably having the same effect on Noel, as his blood flowed through him directly.
“I’m glad you love it. Take care of it, pet.”
“I will, Father. Thank you.”
“Make me proud tonight,” Théoden said.
“I will, Sire.”
“Good. I’ll see you later.” Théoden ended the call and Noel slipped his cell back into his pocket.
“Tonight just got better,” he said, then accelerated again. I was left wondering just what in the hell he had in store for us tonight. I knew christening this car with a backseat or hood fuck was inevitable, because that was his thing. But what else were we going to do? I had to admit, I was curious. The moon was bright and full in the sky and I wondered what Dante was doing at this moment. Was he already fully mated or soon to be? Damn, our lives really had changed, and drastically so. I wondered what kind of wolf he would be once it was done. I couldn’t wait to talk to him tomorrow night. For tonight, I was hanging with my Sire.
CHAPTER EIGHT
DANTE
The sun had set and I could literally feel the effects of the full moon approaching. My body tingled and I was feeling anxious and overly excited. I was also feeling like I belonged to something big. After each time Josef and I had sex, I felt connected to his pack more and more. I never knew what it meant to be pack, but I was learning. But not only that, I was also vampire, and my Sire and brothers were here supporting me, too. I felt connected to them even more as well.
I wondered if after Josef and I were fully mated, would anything happen to them? Would Théoden feel the effects because he was my Sire and we were eternally linked? Shit, I hoped nothing bad would happen. This union between Josef and I was uncharted territory all the way. No one knew what was going to happen or if anything significant would happen at all.
I knew one thing for certain, I hated having to be fucked by Josef. This last time was going to be the final time, if I had anything to say about it. I could tell by how inferior his stroke was that he wasn’t used to topping. That was fine with me, beneath me was where he belonged. I wasn’t looking forward to the full transformation either. Having to transform into a half man, half wolf was bad enough. Feeling my bones breaking, enlarging, and reforming was extremely painful and I knew it would only get worse when I turned into a full wolf.
On the other hand, I was a vampire that was also a full werewolf. I was truly one of a kind, and I couldn’t help but feel special. Even more, I liked that I was so unique, so my Father would have a son that could elevate him in the Legion. News didn’t travel well in supe circuits it would seem, unless it was televised. Théoden hadn’t quite unwrapped me yet publicly, but I knew rumors were spreading. I was sure other supes weren’t entirely sure how true the rumors were. After tonight, they’d know for sure just how dangerous Théoden, Josef, and I really were, especially if they tried to attack.
“Are you ready?” Josef asked me from behind. I knew it was him, I could both smell and sense him. Each time we fucked, that was something else that grew stronger.
I turned to him. “For this ritual to be over with, yes.”
Josef smirked. “Come now, it’s not that bad.”
“Your fucking skills suck,” I shot back.
He laughed. “Those aren’t my fucking skills. Tomorrow, you’ll know the difference. My cock in your ass is just a means to an end.” He stepped up to me, raising on the tips of his toes, and wrapped his arms around my neck. “I’m going to climb on your cock and ride you hard until you’re gasping for breath and screaming my name, begging me for mercy.”
Well, damn… I loved the sound of that. I chuckled. “I’m going to hold you to that.” I leaned down, kissing him. When our lips touched, it was like electricity flowed between us. I couldn’t wait to start my new life with my mate. We broke the kiss and walked over to the middle of the yard. The pack was gathered around us again. They had been fucking like rabbits after our second mating. I wondered if my dragon blood made them hornier or if that high sexual tension was just something that went along with the Claiming Ritual.
