“There's another matter to discuss,” my mother said. She looked a bit uncomfortable. “It's..a matter of you taking a mate.”
“I need to take a mate? I kind of thought..well..” I stammered awkwardly, “Didn't we just DO that?”
The ladies all laughed rather indulgently. It was that innocent sort of laughter you hear when a four year old says something inadvertently profound or stupid.
“Well,” Mrs. Gabrielli said, “I'd be MORE than happy to 'do that' with you any time..and honestly, most of us will be more than willing to take advantage of your services in that regard..” she licked her lips seductively, and her eyes flashed yellow for a moment.
“Mrs. Gabrielli,” my mother said, looking a bit flushed. “Keep your hormones in check for now..you don't need to go setting us all off..” her hand rubbed against her chest. Thankfully, she wasn't looking at me, but rather right at Mrs. Flemington's crotch, saving me at least a bit of awkwardness. While I wasn't bothered by my mother's nudity any longer, I still didn't relish the idea of having sex with her again. I knew deep down that if she presented herself to me, the beast inside of me would force the act once more, and while instinctively I knew it was inevitable that it would happen again, I didn't want it to be twice in a single day.
“Honey..” Mom said, managing to tear her eyes away from her lover's form, “While yes..as Mrs. Gabrielli said..most of us would be more than willing to have..YOU inside of us, that's not what taking a mate means. In this case..it's like having a girlfriend..but it's more than that. She'd be your alpha female. She'd rule the pack with you, and one of the main goals would be to have many natural-born children with her.”
“Woah..so you mean like werewolf marriage???” I'll admit, the idea was frightening. Hell, I was still in school, and now I was obligated to be married?
“It's..a bit like that, yes,” My mother said.
“Though you're more than welcome to have..extracurricular activities within the pack..as is SHE,” Mrs. Gabrielli added. I missed her innuendo and heavy lidded, lusty eyes due to still processing what I'd just had dumped on me.
“So..what, you guys want me to..bite my girlfriend?” I asked. While the idea didn't exactly bother me, and while the idea of pulling Mrs. Gabrielli into bed with Sara as well had a certain appeal, I wasn't sure. I mean..Sara was a great girlfriend, but I was still young!
Mrs. Flemington cleared her throat. “Actually, I was thinking of Clarissa,” she said.
I coughed a bit in surprise. Clarissa Flemington was out of my league, or at least I had thought she was. She was a stunningly long-legged girl who I knew peripherally in school. We'd been casual friends growing up, since our mothers had been friends, but we'd definitely grown apart. While I tended to be more of an introvert, Clarissa was an extroverted girl who seemed to succeed in everything she did. She was a champion in track and field, as well as captain of the softball team (as a pitcher) and also was a cheerleader during football season. Physically, she made Sara (who was quite attractive, and a cheerleader as well) look almost plain.
“Your..daughter, Clarissa?” I asked.
The ladies all laughed again. “I think someone's a bit sweet on her,” Mrs. Priven said in a sing song and mildly teasing voice.
“Yes,” Mrs. Flemington said with a knowing smirk. “My daughter.”
“Well..it's just..is she IN to me? I..didn't think I'd have a chance with her,” I asked.
Mrs. Flemington nodded. “She's a sensible match, for one. You've known each other essentially your entire lives. She's a natural-born werewolf, which means she'll be more genetically compatible for receiving your seed, and you certainly wouldn't terrify her by being a werewolf.”
“So she's already transformed before?” the words tumbled out of my mouth, and in my mind's eye, I pictured her transformation, inadvertently getting hard in the process.
Mrs. Gabrielli let out a soft growl of clear arousal, and I could smell the ladies' scents intensifying.
“Keep that up, my alpha, and I'm half of a mind to start another rut cycle right here..”
“Mrs Gabrielli..PLEASE..” Mrs. Flemington said. “There's time enough for that later...” At points, I wondered if I got a say at all in the sexual arrangements.
“So anyway,” she continued. “To answer your question..no, or at least not entirely. She's always been aware of what she is, what I am..and what the rest of us are. I explained it all to her when she turned 13. I had smelled her scent changing..it's not uncommon around that time for the wolf to start manifesting.
Her first question was about you..if you were a werewolf as well, and I think it broke her heart when I told her no. She's actually quite fond of you too..though she's always denied herself the idea of being with you.”
I blushed hard, which elicited several coos from the pack. “Seriously?” I asked shyly.
Mrs. Flemington smiled rather warmly. “She didn't want to bite you..she was afraid you wouldn't like it.”
“Oh yes, he definitely HATED what happened earlier,” Mrs. Priven added wryly. Both my mother and Mrs. Flemington glared semi-playfully at her, and she quieted back down.
“She's still a virgin, but lately..she's told me that she's having a hard time keeping her sexuality in check. It's the wolf pushing forward. I can smell her scent all over the house, and she told me she's had minor changes, particularly when she has to … release some tension down below...” she trailed off, and I was at least mildly relieved that Mrs. Flemington didn't feel like being terribly explicit about her daughter fingerbanging herself.
“She knows she's on the verge of turning someone, because one of these times, she's going to give in to the urges..and they'll end up either turned or dead. You could stop that..if you go to her..” Mrs. Flemington's voice had gone soft. “I want her to be happy...and the past couple years haven't been happy, Joey. This burden is straining her. I know she probably seems like she's living a perfect life, but she's not. I'm asking you..my alpha..please...” she got up and knelt at my feet, staring up at me. “Please..make my daughter your mate.”