Mandy's Story (13 page)

When they entered their cabin
after dinner, she had noticed Honey’s eyes stray to the package.
She knew he wanted to see what was inside, but her he-bear was too
stubborn to ask.

She carried the plainly wrapped
box into the bedroom and handed it over. He may have acted like he
didn’t care, but he didn’t hesitate as his large fingers tore into
the paper. Once he cast aside the wrapping, he quickly opened the
lid. His fingers froze as he looked up at his mate. “What the
hell?” Then he lifted the top item from the box.

Mandy watched as what she bought
dawned on her perplexed mate. His face turned pink, and she
couldn’t help but giggle. “I thought we could try a little role
playing and you could give me your promised spanking to see if I
like it.”

The blue uniform shirt, complete
with a shiny badge, hung from Honey’s hands as he looked into the
box and saw the white nurse’s uniform. Mandy watched as pink turned
to red and his cheeks actually flame.

“I. Am. Not. Wearing. This.”

His strong reaction had no impact
whatsoever on Mandy. She suspected he would be ornery about her
plans. She reached into the box for the little white cap and placed
it on her head. The white uniform came out next and she held it up
in front of her body. It was short… very short, and zipped up the
front, though the zipper stopped at mid-breast level, leaving a
very low cut v- neckline. Her eyelids swept up and down a few times
and her voice dropped. “You know you want to.” She almost laughed
out loud at the look on her mate’s face, but managed to contain
herself while continuing to hold up her costume.

The loud growl he gave after looking
down at the last item in the box, a pair of pink-fur-lined
handcuffs, didn’t scare her. Neither did his rumbling shout, “This.
Is. Not. Happening!”

***

Mandy walked out of the closet with her
hair pinned up in a loose bun, nurse’s cap secured in place, and
her pert breasts practically falling out of the top. The hem of the
dress showed a peekaboo display of white panties. Honey shook his
head wondering what he ever did to deserve his exasperating but
sexy as hell mate. She walked closer, keeping her sultry gaze
locked on him. Then, she slowly pulled the edges of the blue cop
shirt together across his chest, securing each button. The damn
thing was tight, and he felt more heat travel up his face as the
stretchy material gloved his muscles.

“
I’m a naughty nurse and
in need of a spanking.” The sultry words were whispered against his
neck as soon as she put the last button into the adjoining
hole.

He gulped, growled, and then grabbed
her hips, jerking her forward. “You will be the death of
me.”

Her low, sexy laugh didn’t help. “But,
you will die a very happy bear. Now it’s time to play.”

“
I don’t know how to
play,” he grumbled.

“
I’ll show you,” she
whispered.

And she did. After several minutes, his
embarrassment fled and he enjoyed the game… maybe too much. He
followed her lead and had to admit the entire stupid scene turned
him on; he was eventually able to ad lib his part.

“
The law states too much
cleavage deserves proper punishment.”

Her hands went to her small but
protruding breasts, trying to cover them. “But, officer, this was
all they gave me to wear and I had to work or I wouldn’t be able to
make the payment on my new convertible.”

“
You drove to work in this
uniform with the top down and we’ve had complaints from everyone in
town.”

Her hands lowered slightly and pushed
her breasts together. “About these?”

Honey’s eyes almost bulged from his
head and he had to clear his throat before he could speak again.
“Yes, those are criminal.” His voice cracked on the last word.
“Turn around and place your hands behind your back.”

“
But, officer, I don’t
want to go to jail. Maybe I could make a trade?” She pushed her
hands up a little and a nipple peeked out.

Heat traveled straight to Honey’s
groin. “Bribing an officer will only make your punishment last
longer.”

“
Oh, pooh, if you insist.”
She released her breasts, turned, placed her hands behind her back,
and bent over slightly. Her panties were nothing but a string of
lace between her ass cheeks, and Honey almost stopped the game and
took her then and there. With shaking hands, he somehow managed to
secure the handcuffs. He leaned forward, his hot breath gliding
over her neck and whispered, “The law now allows corporal
punishment and baby… you’ve earned a very red bottom.”

“
Oh, please, officer,
don’t spank me. I’m sorry and will never wear a tight uniform
again.”

God he hoped that wasn’t true. “Too
late. When you break the law, you pay the fine.”

He walked her around the bed then sat
down at the end. “You can make this hard or easy on
yourself.”

The little teasing actress managed to
slip a lone tear from her eye and it flowed down her cheek. If it
wasn’t for the slight grin at the corner of her pouting lips, he
would have been concerned. Without another word, he pulled her over
his lap then shimmied up the tight material of the skirt so her
entire bottom showed. He held one hand against her lower back to
combat her squirming hips, which were driving him crazy; he rubbed
his other palm against the soft white globes of her
cheeks.

Her body continued to wiggle against
his hard erection and caused his vocal cords to croak, “It’s time
to pay for your crimes.” He lifted his hand and brought it down
none to softly against her right cheek, and for some reason felt
deep satisfaction when she yelped.

The crash of the newly replaced front
door didn’t register quickly enough to either of them. Honey didn’t
have time to come to his feet when Brandt appeared in their bedroom
doorway. His shout rocked the entire cabin. “I’ll kill you, you son
of a bitch.”

“
No mate, I get to kill
the motherfucker first. That’s my sister.” Emily’s yell was almost
as loud.

Mandy, with hands still cuffed behind
her back, rolled to the floor.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Honey had no time to do more than try
to reach for Mandy when a furious she-wolf, in human form, tackled
him backward against the bed. Grabbing Emily’s hands to stop her
pummeling was nearly impossible, and she managed to get a nice left
hook to his nose.

“
Stop, you crazy fool.
Don’t hurt him, he’s my mate,” Mandy screamed.

“
Not for long,” Brandt
said. Honey took his eyes off Emily and saw Mandy picked up from
the floor by Brandt.

Another punch to his nose was his
reward for disregarding Mandy’s sister. He heard a loud oomph, saw
Brandt bend double, and then his armless mate jumped on Emily’s
back, pushing her tightly into Honey’s chest.

“
A wolf sandwich. How
tasty.” Dmitri’s laughter rang out from the bedroom
doorway.

“
You said she wasn’t
here.” Brandt’s angry words came through on a groan.

“
She wasn’t the last time
you asked.” The vampire looked at the three struggling people on
the bed. “If you’re able to stand up straight,” he looked at
Brandt, “I think we should probably get this situation under
control and then talk about what’s happened.”

“
I challenge,” Brandt
ground out.

“
No, damn it, I
challenge,” came a muffled voice from the bed. “Get off me you
crazy she-wolf,” Emily demanded.

“
I will if you stop
hurting my mate.” Mandy had her teeth in her sister’s shirt and her
legs locked tightly around Emily’s hips.

Honey heard a squeal as Dmitri plucked
Mandy from on top of Emily and then Brandt grabbed his own mate.
Honey tried to stop the flow of blood from his nose as he stood
beside the bed.

“
What the hell are you
wearing?” Dmitri’s lips twitched as he took in Mandy’s white
uniform and then Honey’s skintight police shirt. But before Honey
could answer, he continued, “You’re fired from the club. This
picture will be permanently scarred into my brain.”

“
You’re not helping,”
Honey grumbled angrily.

Dmitri ignored the unhappy bear and
smirked. “Please tell me you have handcuff keys.” He held Mandy’s
shoulders.

“
They’re somewhere in the
box,” she said with obvious exasperation. “This was our best chance
at making a baby and you spoiled it.” She glared at her sister and
then Brandt.

Honey tried to hold in his fury as he
made his request. “My liege, if you would please remove everyone
from the room, my mate and I will dress appropriately and explain
what’s going on.” Honey’s eyes glared daggers around the
room.

“
Dress in whatever you
like, you’re still a dead bear when all is said and done.” Rage
poured from Emily’s eyes.

Brandt shook his head and then managed
to lead Emily from the room as the vampire released Mandy and
walked toward the door. Dmitri gave a look over his shoulder at
Mandy. “I don’t know how we stayed entertained before you came
along, wolf.”

She cast the vampire a sullen
look—breasts hanging out, hair in disarray, and her mate shooting
daggers at his liege from behind her. “Your clan was much too
stodgy and needed a dose of wolf.”

“
You could be right.” The
door closed softly behind him.

Honey’s steady growl filled the room
and then he looked at his mate. Her teeth worried her lower lip,
which began to tremble as her eyes filled with tears. His anger,
embarrassment, and knowledge of his pending death faded away. He
walked to the box that had been tossed to the floor before all the
fun started, and removed the handcuff keys. Two of them hung from a
key ring, which he twirled around his finger. “You, my dear, will
pay for this with a little more than a red ass.”

He watched her quivering lips curve up
into a small smile and a bit of snarky she-wolf attitude came back
into her voice. “If everyone would leave us alone, we might be able
to accomplish a child or two. Having sex with you seems to be a
public experience.” She actually stomped her foot at the end of her
recitation.

“
I promise this is the
last time. I’m buying a new door and affixing a metal bar or two on
the inside. No one is coming through that door again without
permission.” He placed a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose. “Now
turn around and let me get you out of those cuffs.”

When she turned, even with everything
going on, he couldn’t help admiring her backside. If he wasn’t dead
before the night ended, he would get another chance to run his
hands over her milky flesh. His earlier plan was only to swat each
cheek once and then remove her nurse’s uniform. He unlocked and
removed the cuffs before turning her around and massaging her
wrists. Her lips continued to tremble slightly. Without conscious
thought, he ignored the angry shouts coming from the other room and
deeply kissed his mate. He pulled away. “You will be the death of
me, but not tonight.” He breathed the words across her
lips.

“
I love you, Honey.” Her
small tongue came out and licked his lower lip.

A growl traveled up his chest as his
mouth lowered to hers.

Dressed appropriately, blood cleaned
from Honey’s face, and holding hands, they left the room five
minutes later. Brandt, Emily, and Dmitri sat at the table. Honey
walked to the laundry room, grabbed an extra chair and placed it
next to him for Mandy. He sat down facing his death squad, but
Mandy didn’t take the chair he offered; she very nonchalantly
plopped herself down on his lap. He noticed her sister’s evil
glare.

Before he could stop Mandy, not that
anyone ever could, she spurted out, “I ordered the feral cage,
stole tranquilizers from the clinic, drugged Honey, kidnapped him,
and took him to the old cabin on Nicolas’ property. After holding
him captive, Honey finally consented to be my mate.” She looked
back and forth between her sister and Brandt and with steal
conviction continued, “If you want to be part of my life then you
need to accept that I am mated and more than capable of taking care
of myself. We plan on children and it would be a shame to keep them
from the wolf pack. I also want to be part of my nephew’s life, but
I’m willing to give that up if you touch one hair on my mate’s head
ever again.” She glared back just as intently at her
sister.

Silence descended on the room, though a
dual dose of alpha power flowed from Brandt and Emily, causing an
electrical current to zing around the room.

Honey gave Mandy a gentle squeeze and
tipped her back slightly so he could look into her eyes. “You know
I’ll never live this down?”

Mandy turned and placed her hands
against his jaw. “You, my stubborn bear, need to loosen up and go
with the flow.”

The sizzling current in the room
changed when Emily put her head down against her arm on the table
and said with a loud groan, “Why me?”

Mandy snapped back, “I tried to talk to
you about Honey, but all I got was that I was too young. I’m
actually a few months older than you, my baby sister. Besides the
fact that we have mated and nothing you do short of killing us both
will change that, we… are going to war! We need the bears to assure
we win, and our mating helps the possibility of bringing them into
the battle with us.” She turned to Dmitri, who had managed to stay
silent. “Whether you decide to offer your clan or not, Honey will
fight with me and die with me if that’s as the Goddess wishes, but
whatever we do it will be together and I stand with the wolves
regardless of your dictates.”