My Perfect Mate (16 page)

Kumaglak stood frozen. JP yanked his
arms free and walked up to Ujarak’s father getting nose to nose
with him. More than anything he wanted to kill the man for touching
Susan. It was only the touch of Susan’s thoughts, her continued
asking him to find a peaceful solution that stopped him. “You need
to listen, old man. We didn’t betray you. Your brother tried to
kill Susan, but it wasn’t us who killed him. Though I would have
since he threatened my mate.”

“The evidence doesn’t lie,” the older
man holding Susan exclaimed. JP thought he was Angakkuq, the shaman
of the nanuk. “We’ve been to the other igloo. We saw the bodies and
read the signs. A pack of lycans hunted the three nanuk and killed
them. Your prints are there as well.”

“It wasn’t the lycans. It was the
amarok,” Susan said.

“That’s impossible, the amarok have
been left to die since they were infants. The numbers alone tell me
you are lying. This is a pack, a working unit of at least thirty,”
Angakkuq said.

“She’s telling the truth
grandfather.”

Everyone turned to find Qannik walking
from behind the igloo. Her long white hair flowing down to her
legs.

The shaman gasped. “Luava, you’re
dead, a ghost.” He released his hold on Susan and sunk to his knees
his hands over his eyes. JP ran to Susan. He pressed his palm to
her face and whispered a healing spell. She smiled up at him and
gripped him hard. They turned to watch what would play out between
Qannik and her family.

“I am not a ghost. I am Qannik,
daughter of Luava. You gave my mother to Itigaituk for a wife. Did
you give my aunt when Luava was killed like custom demands? Even
though you knew he hated the amarok and your own mother was a
lycan? My father killed my mother when he realized I was amarok. He
then tortured me for days before he left me staked on the ice to
die. I killed him. I killed him with the same knife he tortured me
with.”

Qannik turned to Ujarak’s father.
“Your brother was a monster. He hunted and killed the amarok when
he realized we lived hidden in the arctic. Did you know? Did you
turn a blind eye?”

“No,” Ujarak’s father stepped back a
look of horror on his face. “I didn’t know.”

“Yet, his murder enraged you. You
would hold the lycan and her mate responsible without listening to
what they have to say. Are you any better than your
brother?”

Ujarak and Aisyt appeared. “What is
going on here? Father?” Ujarak ran to his father, pausing briefly
when he saw his middle brother stood frozen. “What have you
done?”

His father turned a haunted face to
his youngest son. “The amarok live? They are here in the arctic, in
such large numbers?”

“Yes, Father. My mate has been saving
them for many years.” Ujarak held his hand out to Aisyt. She walked
over and slipped her arm around his waist “This is Aisyt; she and I
have mated. We plan to stop the killing of the amarok. It is up to
us, the nanuk, to stop this atrocity.”

It took some fast talking to convince
Mathis to sell Jean-Paul the land he owned next to the border of
Nanuk territory. When Susan explained she wanted a place amarok
pups could escape to if they needed, Mathis offered to give them
the land as a wedding present. Once the decision had been made,
Jean-Paul brought his family out to help support his magic and
built them a house in one day.

Her favorite room was the playroom
they were in now. Susan stood in four-inch heels and nothing else.
Her wrists bound by the golden bracelets from their bonding
ceremony were attached to a chain hung from the ceiling. Goose
bumps ran up her arms and down her legs as JP tickled her with a
feather. She felt an answering gush of moisture between her
legs.

“You are so beautiful. I am going to
take you in every possible way now that the ring is where it
belongs and life is back to normal.” JP stood before her in tight
leather pants that did nothing to conceal his desire for her. His
long dark hair lay loose against his shoulders. Just looking at him
got her juices working.

“You call this normal? I’m chained to
the ceiling,” Susan pointed out. She didn’t admit it turned her on
to be so vulnerable before him. She liked her mate in control and
so did her wolf.

“Yes, normal. If you continue to
complain, I’ll have to gag you.” Susan squeezed her thighs
together. Now that JP was part lycan, could he smell the scent of
her arousal filling the air?

“You do realize I will want to chain
you when my turn comes. Though perhaps not exactly like this.”
She’d want him chained to the bed, so she could have her way with
him. Take a nice leisurely ride when he begged her to finish him.
She might start with the feather though.

“With your earth magic, you could free
yourself in an instant. This is only a game. Are you saying you
don’t feel like playing?” He ran the feather down her ribs tickling
her.

“If you don’t hurry up and take me, I
might have to break free.” Her nipples hardened even more when he
brushed the feather across them. She was so going to pay him back
for teasing her.

“You like my teasing. I can
feel your arousal through the lycan mating bond.”

“Dammit, JP. Take me
already!”

“So eager. You need to learn
patience.” He brought the feather down her stomach and twirled it
between her inner thighs.

Susan groaned. JP’s voice alone was a
turn on. It caressed her almost as intimately as the feather. Her
toes began to curl in her shoes.

He brought the feather down her legs
to her calves. Then kneeling in front of her, he dropped it to the
floor. He ran his finger up the back of her leg. Susan squirmed. He
kissed each knee and then kissed his way up her thigh. Her knees
felt weak. She wasn’t sure they could hold her weight.

He blew across the curls at the
juncture of her hips. Susan gasped, her head falling
back.

“Pick your head up, baby. I want you
to watch me.”

Susan moaned. She felt so languid. She
forced her head up and looked down at the man who had become her
world.

He caressed each ankle and then pushed
them apart. Susan felt moisture starting to trickle down her
thighs. She was so ready for him. He dragged his tongue up her
thigh and swirled it in her curls before sucking in the moisture
that glistened there. Susan moaned and trembled.

“So sweet. I love the way you
taste.”

Susan watched entranced, unable to
answer. He pushed his tongue through the folds of skin. He tickled
her clit, lapping at it, before dipping inside to lick at the cream
of her arousal. Her breath came in short pants and her legs
trembled.

Still she watched him. In and out his
tongue licked her. She couldn’t look away even though her eyes
wanted to close. He’d asked her to watch. He pulled back, his lips
wet with her juices. He looked up at her as he pushed in two
fingers. Susan whimpered. Spots appeared before her eyes. The
pressure was too much.

“Do you want to come for me love?” JP
asked, his pupils wide with desire.

Susan nodded her head.

“Tell me, baby.” He pulled his hand
away.

“Yes. Please. I want to come.” Her
whole body shook with trying to hold back. She ached with
it.

“Come for me.” He pushed his fingers
in and twisted hitting her G-spot.

Susan screamed. Her body convulsed.
She lost her footing as she flew into the ether. Jean-Paul held her
up. Then stood naked between her thighs, wrapping her legs around
his waist. He pushed his member in deep. She quaked around him. Not
sure how she was able to keep her legs around him, except that she
wanted them connected. Never to part.

“That’s it, take me deep.” He pushed
in again, harder, deeper. He opened the lycan mating bond wide. Her
pleasure was his, his desire hers.

Susan felt another climax rising. She
tightened around him. JP pounded into her. Again and again. He
gripped her hips, lifting her to take him deeper. She was in his
mind, as he was in hers. Their bodies engulfed in an age-old dance.
Pleasure rose on a wave and crashed over both of them. JP shouted.
His mind firmly wrapped around hers. Susan blew apart. Safe in her
mate, she let darkness take her.

§

Susan awoke held tightly in
Jean-Paul’s arms. They lay in their bed, snuggled warm under the
covers. Susan smiled knowing JP cleaned her and put her to bed
after their last playtime. She looked around the room they had made
with magic alone. It amazed her what magic could make from the
elements.

JP nuzzled her hair. She could feel
his growing need poking her behind.

“You are insatiable. I have a meeting
to go to and I need to shower. You don’t want everyone smelling sex
on me,” Susan said.

“As long as it’s sex with me. But, no.
I don’t want them smelling you at all. I don’t know why I let you
postpone our honeymoon. A husband has needs, you know.”

“So impatient. I’ll give you
everything you need in our playroom, later tonight. Right now.
Shower.”

“Yes, ma’am. Can I join
you?”

“Only if you make it quick. You know
how important this meeting is. The polar bears are finally
considering the lycan’s request to adopt the amarok
children.”

“It would be better if the children
didn’t need to be adopted,” JP grumbled, climbing from the bed and
following her into the bathroom.

“This problem isn’t going to be
settled in one generation. It’ll take time. At least they realize
the children shouldn’t be killed. Ujarak sent a message saying the
nanuk councils have outlawed leaving the children on the ice.
Qannik is working with him to bring the nanuk around. Her
grandfather as the shaman of the clan has a lot of influence.”
Susan ran her hands over the granite counter tops before turning on
the water in the shower.

“I don’t know how we’re ever going to
get away for a honeymoon with you taking the position as lycan
liaison to the nanuk and amarok.” Susan turned to look at JP. He
stood sullen leaning against the door.

“I thought you were okay with this.”
She walked over and kissed him. He stared at her, many emotions
flowing through him at once. She took his hand and led him to the
shower. Pushing him under the warm water she reached for the soap
and sponge. It looked like her mate felt a little neglected. She
proceeded to wash him from head to toe and front to
back.

She kneeled at his feet and began to
lick him. He grabbed her up and held her against the tile. Susan
gasped. He kissed her hard. Then plunged deep, connecting their
bodies. At the same time he pulled on the lycan mating bond,
linking their minds.

“You are my everything. My
life,”
floated into her mind.

Susan wrapped her arms tighter around
him. She let the pleasure of their joining and the warm water
washing over them carry her away. Nothing else was as important as
this moment with her mate.

When they finished and their hearts
slowed and breath settled. Susan kissed Jean-Paul gently. “I love
you. You are the most important person in my life. If you want me
to stop working with the nanuk and amarok, I will.”

“No.” Jean-Paul leaned his head
against hers. “It makes you happy to help them. You’ve blossomed
into a strong resilient woman. I would never take that from you.
Your work is so important. To all our futures. I will stand by you,
always.” He sighed.

Susan chuckled. “You don’t have to be
a martyr. If I get too caught up with my work, I give you
permission to tie me up and carry me away.”

“JP, did you get the extra bottles?”
Susan called as she finished packing the diaper bag. She smiled at
her adopted amarok daughter, Matilda, who sat in her walker,
playing. Then she frowned. Would Matty’s biological parents come to
the Family Day arranged for the nanuk, lycans, and amarok? This was
its third year and each year it got bigger and bigger. The lycans
and amarok were even beginning to use the gathering for mate
searching. Food tents and children’s rides for the little ones were
set up.

“I already put them in the car. Luc
helped me, didn’t you big guy?” Jean-Paul lifted their
three-year-old son onto his shoulders.

“Now, Luc, remember, no magic without
permission, right?” Susan admonished her Avery son.

“Yes, Mommy.”

Susan smiled. Like most children, her
firstborn grew so fast. He looked so much like his father with his
dark hair. JP already taught him some rudimentary
spells.

“Will Uncle Ujarak and Auntie Aisyt be
there, and Yakone? I miss playing with her.” Luc asked.

“If she is, we’ll set up a play date.”
There weren’t many children like Luc and Ujarak’s daughter, Yakone,
who were both shifter and Fae, or witch-kind as most people
thought. Most shifters were immune to magic, but children of the
Fae, had dual sides and were only immune in their animal forms,
while their human forms could work the elements like any
witch.