Chapter 4
Raul's POV
Sliding behind the wheel of my Mercedes after I stop for gas and all I can think about is how much I want to slide into Scarlett Lobo. I told her that I was in her area, when I texted to ask if she was around tonight, but the truth is, I've been at my own pack all day. It's been about three weeks since we last saw each other and at this point, I need to feel her soft pussy around my dick so badly, I'm practically feral.
I know we're not fated mates – and she knows it, too. We've both known it since her 18th birthday. But that didn't stop us from celebrating her birthday is ways that including lots of kissing, licking, sucking and fucking, kicking off an ongoing "friends with benefits" relationship. Sometimes we see each other pretty regularly, other times we might several weeks or even a couple of months without seeing each other. Our packs being about a 4 drive away from one another factors into that—it's faster by wolf, but without a car, I can't take Scarlett out to a nice dinner in the human town—but even if we lived closer to each other, we'd still be in a relaxed situation where it's okay that we don't see each other all the time. And it just means that when we do see each other, we come together with bang since we have weeks and weeks of sexual frustration built up.
But, if I'm being completely honest, I was pretty bummed that Scarlett ended up not being mate, especially after we spent practically her entire 18th birthday party talking and dancing, nearly ignoring everyone else at the party. And I'd be lying if I said there haven't been times over the years that I've thought about asking Scarlett if we should take each other as chosen mates because even though it's not the bond of fated mates, there is something between us. But realistically it wouldn't work. We're both Alphas, leading our own packs and neither one of us are going to give that up, especially for a chosen mate situation. Hell, I don't think either of us would even give up being the Alphas of our packs for a fated mate. And even if we were willing to, it's not like our packs are next to each other. What would we do, live half the week at her pack and half the week at mine? We stay in our respective pacts and see each other when we have time, like we do know? That's not the way to have a relationship with your mate. But at the rate things are going, I may never find out what it's like to have a relationship with my fated mate. And that would probably be okay except that I know my pack needs a Luna and I need an heir. I can't just knock-up one of the other she-wolves I occasionally sleep with because pack law dictates that the only pups eligible to take over ranked pack positions are the ones that are the result of a mated relationship, fated or chosen. This is something my parents like to remind me of on regular basis.
I've let my mind wander to thinking about how much I'd like to have some pups, to picturing Scarlett naked, underneath me while I fuck her until she's panting, to wondering if my fated mate is even out there, to wondering if everything is okay over there at the Crimson Snow pack, remembering her text saying that she was dealing with some stuff and would call me later, when my cell phone starts ringing.
"Alpha Scarlett", I say, smiling as I answer the phone. "Getting excited for dinner?"
"Alpha Raul", she responds in her sultry voice that lets me know she plans on leaving me very tired, extremely happy and wonderfully sated at the end of the night. Or, knowing, early tomorrow morning. I realize that I've pushed my right foot on to the gas pedal, like my body is having a subconscious reaction to Scarlett's voice and is aching to get there. (Which, to be fair, it is.) I let my foot off the gas to slow back down a bit so I don't end up getting pulled over speeding. I don't really care about getting a ticket, I care about my Scarlett sex time being delayed. "What is your ETA?"
"My, my, aren't we an anxious little Alpha." I chuckle. And in reality she is little. At 5'2" it's almost hard to believe she's an Alpha. Up until you see her fight and then there's not question that the woman is all Alpha. She uses her small stature to her advantage – because she's small, she is quick and agile in a way that male Alphas generally aren't. But beyond that, she is also a smart and strategic fighter. I've seen her take down some of the strongest warriors out there because she used her brains just as much her strength. Thinking of what a badass she is is only making me again wish that she were my fated mate.
"For you? Always." She says and I can hear her smiling through the phone.
"Well, you don't have to wait to much longer, my insatiable little Alpha. I'm only about 30 minutes away."
"Can you drive faster?" She says, her voice sounding a little deeper and even sultrier. I suspect it's her wolf asking as much as it is her.
"Ruby? Is that you, little Alpha?" My own wolf Boris asks, pushing forward.
"It's both of us. We're both looking forward to dinner and dessert." Ruby practically purrs at me.
"If we drive faster, we might get pulled over and then it will just take us longer to get to you, thus delaying your satisfaction. And you wouldn't want that, would you?" I ask, teasingly. If I can't yet tease her in the bedroom, I'll tease her over the phone.
"Then drive as fast as you can without getting pulled over." Ruby says.
"Drive safely!" That time it's Scarlett. I can't help but smile that while she's clearly excited for a night of marathon sex, she is still concerned for my safety. It's another reason why our dynamic works so well – in addition to being crazy attracted to each other, we also genuinely like each other. I know if I ever needed anything, Scarlett would be the first one there. And she knows that I'd do anything to help her out if she ever needed it. I'm confident that if and when we both find our fated mates, Scarlett and I will remain friends and pack allies.
I chuckle as I say, "No worries, I'm being safe. But, hey, let me ask you…is everything okay over there? Your text said you were dealing with some pack stuff and then it took you a few hours to call…does tonight still work for you because if you have too much going on –" I say, trying to hide my disappointment that she may change our plans.
"Oh, fuck yes, tonight still works. Thinking about all the things we're going to do to each other is the only thing that has gotten me through this completely bizarre day." She replies.
I hope my exhaling in relief isn't too audible. "Bizarre day? What's going on, Alpha?"
Scarlett is silent for a moment before she responds, "It's too insane to get into over the phone, especially since you're not that far away. But, if you don't mind, can we talk tonight at dinner, Alpha to Alpha? Before we move on to turning each other into useless puddles on my bedroom floor, of course." I can tell she is trying to use flirtation as a way of covering up whatever else it is that's on her mind.
"We can ALWAYS talk Alpha to Alpha, Scarlett, you know that." I tell her sincerely.
"Yeah, I know. Thank you for that." She says and I can hear the appreciation in her voice. "Well, I had better finish getting ready so I'm ready to bounce as soon as you get here. I'd hate to keep you waiting." The flirtatious Scarlett returning.
"Oh, you'll definitely be bouncing later, Beautiful" I flirt right back, to which she laughs a true, full-throated laugh. It's not easy to get that kind of genuine laugh out of Scarlett so it's always satisfying when I can make it happen.
"I can't wait. See you soon, Lover." Her calling me "Lover" always makes my dick immediately hard and tonight is no exception.
"Go finish getting ready so I can focus on driving before you get me so turned on I get into an accident." I growl quietly as I start shifting around in my seat. After we hang up, my mind (and my wolf) don't wait before pulling up more mental images of Scarlett naked. Naked and bent over her bed. Naked with her legs wrapped around me in the shower. Naked and riding me while my hands fondle her perfect breasts. But of course, like any Alpha, I can't help but also worry about a friend who may be in trouble, thinking back to her request that we talk at dinner, "Alpha to Alpha." I don't know what's going on, but I do know I'll do whatever I can to help.
These are my thoughts when I pull up to the gate of the Crimson Snow Pack.
"Good evening, Alpha Raul." The warrior at the guard house says. " Are you here to see Alpha Scarlett?"
"Hey, good to see you. Yeah, I'm here to see Alpha Scarlett. She should be expecting me."
"I'll let her know you're on you're here on your way to the pack house."
"Thanks, man, Have a good night." I saw as I start driving to the pack house.
As I pull up and park in front of the pack house, my dick gets hard all over again, as I step out of my car and see Scarlett waiting outside the packhouse, leaning against the railing of the porch. Her long, chocolate brown hair is in loose waves down her back and I can see her bright green eyes from here. Her curves look perfect in a red dress that wraps around her body, showcasing her cleavage as it ties at the waist. Her legs, perfectly toned from all her time training and sparring, look they need to be wrapped around me as she stands in a pair of black stiletto heels. Before she has a chance to move even an inch, I'm out of my car and on the porch of the park house, pulling her toward me and taking her mouth in mine. I let my tongue slid into her mouth by means of saying hello and she happily returns the gesture.
After a few moments of allowing myself to enjoy the warmth and sweetness of her mouth, I pull away, "come on, Beautiful. Let's go the faster we leave and have dinner, the faster we can enjoy dessert." I growl at her. "You can tell me what's going on, while we get a bite to eat."
Scarlett lets out a brief chuckle and then a sigh. "It's funny that you should use the word, 'bite'". She says as she links her arm in mine as we walk to my car.
Chapter 5 coming soon.