Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
It was like a pocket watch, in the sense that it went in the pocket and had a chain, but it didn’t have a watch. This was a beautifully designed locket for him. It was about as big around as my fist, which was much smaller than his, and it was in the shape of a wolf’s paw. The piece was made from platinum and outlined in black gold. The pads of the toes for the paw each held a large diamond that glittered in the light.
There was a button on the top in the middle that you pressed to open the locket. It didn’t open in one fluid motion on a single hinge like most lockets. No, this locket opened in a french door style. A near invisible clasp in the middle held the two doors shut until they swung outward to reveal the images inside.
Each of the four toes could hold a small picture, just like a regular locket. But what was special about this locket, was that the large center of the wolf’s paw could also hold a picture.
“This is beautiful, Little Bunny.” He said as he looked up from the elaborate piece. “You designed this didn’t you?”
“Yes, I did.” I smiled at him as I nodded my head.
“It’s beautiful. But why did you only put two pictures in it when it will hold five?” There were indeed only two pictures, one of Joaquin on the far left side and one of me on the far right. The middle two toes and large area were empty.
“Well, when the babies are born, I figure we could put their pictures in the other top two spots and fill the bottom with a family picture.” I saw the joy and love in his eyes, and for a moment the slight misting of tears that filled them as well.
“That’s amazing, sweetheart. I love it. And I am going to fill it just like you said and wear it every day.” At those words he leaned over and hugged me tightly, his smiling face pressed against my hair.
My scent must have been strong. Just after he started hugging me I could hear a growl of desire coming from him.
“Mmmm, you smell like such a delicious dessert. Can I eat you now?” He may have sounded like he was joking, but I knew he was serious. He would spend the night devouring me if I let him. I was inclined to do just that.
“You need to see the rest of it all first. Which do you want now? What’s under my robe, or what’s under the dome?” I knew he would think there was nothing under the robe and choose that option first.
“Under the robe.” He nearly yelled in his excitement and rush to get the words out. I called it. I just grinned at him and stood up.
Slowly, I took just a couple steps away from him, backing up but never taking my eyes off of him. In slow, teasing motions I slowly slipped the robe off my right shoulder, revealing just a little bit of skin at first.
With a grin I turned around, showing him my back as I looked over my shoulder at him to gauge his response. Next, I lowered the robe from my left shoulder, revealing the emerald green sash I was wearing across my body like a beauty pageant winner. There was nothing else but the sash.
Slowly, I lowered the robe all the way, showing him all of my back and the sash that circled it. When the robe had slipped free of my arms I let it fall to the ground.
“That’s a beautiful sight, but can I see the rest now.” He asked me in a deep, desire filled voice.
“Oh, I guess so.” I joked as I turned slowly to face him.
The sash went across the front of my body, blocking a small portion of my breasts from his view, but as it ended at my waist and didn’t hide the lower view he was content in watching me.
“Mmm, now that looks like a birthday present.” His voice rumbled through the room. “What does that say?” He asked me as he noticed the words on the sash for the first time. “Oh, I like the sound of that.” He rumbled even more. The sash that he had just read was printed with white lettering and said ‘PROPERTY OF FIDO’. “If that’s true, can I do whatever I want with you?” His voice was a growl this time, not a threatening one, but one that sent jolts of excitement coursing through my body.
“Well, I am yours after all.” I grinned at him. “But now it’s time for the last present.” I pointed to the dome.
With no hesitation Joaquin whipped the dome off the cake and looked down at the elaborately designed confection. It was in the shape of a cartoon dog head. It was a big German Shepherd with a goofy grin. The dog’s tongue was sticking out the side of its mouth making it look even sillier. And there was a crown sitting crookedly over the dog’s left ear. But the really funny part was that the collar the dog was wearing at the very bottom of the cake said ‘FIDO’.
“Oh, you’re really playing at the dog jokes tonight, huh?”
“Can you blame me, you are a dog after all.”
“Oh, I can show you just how much of a dog I really am, baby, so you better get ready.” His eyes darkened with desire as he stalked toward me, excitement exploded inside me and I pretended to be scared.
“Ahh!” I squealed and ran away from him.
“Oh, you’re not getting away from me. Remember, you’re mine.”
“Then that means you agree your name is Fido.”
“Only for you baby, only for you.” He purred as he caught up to me, wrapping his arm around my waist.
“Eek.” I squealed again as I felt my feet leave the floor and my body was flung toward the bed. He landed on top of me just seconds after I bounced onto the mattress.
“I’m going to enjoy this.” He grinned at me. “But let’s set this aside for now.” He gingerly took the sash off over my head. I thought he would rip it off like wrapping paper, I guess he wanted to have me wear it again. I could do that, it was fun for me too, after all.
With the sash set aside Joaquin buried his face in my left shoulder, inhaling my scent deeply before swiping his tongue across my mate mark with one long, slow stroke.
“Yum.” He rumbled the word but then suddenly seemed to have an idea. “Wait here.” He slid off the bed and stepped across the room. By the time I had sat up he was already walking back toward me, the cake in hand.
“Joaquin, what are you doing? We can eat that later, we were in the middle of something.”
“But I want to have my cake and eat it too.” he joked. I was confused for a moment.
“What?” I asked just as he used his right hand to swipe at the frosting on the cake, ruining the beautiful designs.
“Joaquin.” I was shocked.
My surprise didn’t last too long, he just straddled me and swiped the frosting across my neck.
“Hmm, should I taste here?” He asked as he dipped his fingers into the frosting again. “Or here?” He asked himself again as he wiped frosting on my left breast. “No, maybe here.” This process continued until he had swiped a line of frosting across my cheek, neck, each breast, my belly, left thigh, and a small amount right above my dripping core. I was already ready for him, but he was going to take his time.
