MY MURDEROUS MATE

MANICOTTI

Tegan POV

The memories of Saliana’s last moments flash in my mind. She was in a delirious state unable to talk or communicate. Her eyes held the secrets and hopes for the future. They begged me. I’ll go to the grave wishing I could have saved her.

I pull up to the house noticing Monet’s Lexus in front of the house. She has a set of keys so I’m assuming she has let herself in. I wish now that I had declined her offer. My mood is solemn, and I just want to relax.

Opening the door, I’m hit with the smell of garlic and other herbs. It smells like her delicious manicotti cooking. I walk into the kitchen. Monet has on an apron that says, “Instant Mood Improvement Requires Food”. She stands there with her arms extended so I can read the message. I think it worked because I can feel my scowl turning into a smile.

Monet, “I thought Italian for dinner might help today’s event not seem so prodigious. Plus, I know you didn’t eat lunch. You must be starving.”

I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her waist pulling her into me. I place my head on her shoulder and smell her nice flowery scent. Even though she isn’t my mate, I do find her extremely attractive. She leans her head back so I can place soft kisses from her ear to her collar bone.

Monet, “Mmmmm, Dr. Moss, am I your appetizer. I’d love to be. However, dinner only has 5 minutes and I still have veggies to cut for our salads. Care to help?”

I laugh and walk to the cupboard to get out the cutting board along with a cutting knife. We really do make a great pair. I slice cucumbers and peppers while she pulled the lettuce apart. The timer sounded on the oven and she pulled out the most magnificent smelling entrée along with garlic bread.

I could certainly get used to having a partner in life. I’ve always dreamed of the day when I would meet my mate. I was one of those guys who held onto my virginity even past med school. So, in reality, it’s only been a couple of years that I’ve been active. My first time was unremarkable since I was wasted drunk. I woke up next to a human who had been just as drunk as myself. She had a boyfriend, so it was discussed that neither of us spoke of the night.

Later, my wolf was getting even more antsy wanting his mate or at least s*x. I had a few she-wolves until Monet started working for me. It’s obviously not a good thing to have s*x with your assistant because of work rules and regulations. She is different. I had no intent of us to become close both professionally and personally. It just happened on a training trip and we both enjoyed ourselves. She brought it up to keep ourselves distant enough but also opened the door to this type of arrangement.

“Monet, this is amazing. You know exactly what I needed. The meeting wasn’t terrible but there are some things I’ll need help managing.”

Monet, “Let me grab the bottle of wine instead of just the glass. It sounds like we need to get a handle on whatever is happening.”

We load up our plates and dig in while discussing the Alpha’s meeting.

“So, I need to make certain that all details match and if you find any questions, make sure you ask. I want to make sure my reports coincide with my statement. We can’t open the door to any correlation discrepancies.”

Monet, “Why is this case different? It seems fairly standard. The girl was a drug addict and took too much. She was pregnant. You saved the baby but was unable to save her in the process. It’s an unfortunate situation for both her and the baby. I don’t see how you could be held liable for her death. You should be given kudos for the young boy you saved. By the way, whatever happened to him?”

She stopped and placed another bite in her mouth so she could listen to my response. “The ‘girl’ has a name, it was Saliana Garnets. I’m not certain she was an addict, but she had a lethal amount of heroin in her system even for a werewolf. As far as the baby, Saliana’s mother didn’t want him so the Alpha has granted him sanctuary and membership into our pack. He is even allowing his staff in the pack house to raise and nurture him.”

Monet lays her fork down, “Isn’t that odd? I never knew the old man to be generous. Oh well, that’s good news for the baby. But still, why are you being questioned about not saving the g… Saliana?”

“Apparently her mother thought I could.  I’m just surprised that the Nightfall Pack is allowing the lawsuit. Oh, and there is some wolf who will be extra aggressive to get a win on the case. She was just appointed as their Head Attorney Guardian. Her father was previously.”

Monet, “Let’s finish dinner, get the kitchen cleaned up and then we’ll research.”

“Sounds like a good plan.”

We quickly cleaned the table, washed the dishes, and put away the leftovers. “Dinner was amazing Monet. I have I told you how much I appreciate all you do for me?” I say in her ear as she places the container holding the manicotti in the refrigerator.”

“Dr. Moss, it’s always my pleasure.”

“It’s Tegan while we’re here. Unless you want to play Nurse Primrose.” I say seductively in her ear.

Monet, “Well, I would like to take your vitals and give you a physical exam. I didn’t happen to bring a gown for you to change into, so I guess you’ll have to strip all natural.”

“Well, I am a doctor and maybe we could check each other’s vitals. I can hear your heartbeat racing. And I smell a little arousal coming from you.”

She bites her bottom lip and starts lowering her skirt. Her thin waist and hips show off the sparkly thong that barely covers her sleek mound. “I might need you to get a closer look at the area releasing the aroma, doctor.”

“Ohhh Nurse Primrose, let’s get you examined. Please. Let’s make our way to a comfy examining bed." I lead her to my bedroom and push her to where her legs are against my bed. I reach for the hem on her shirt and slide it over her head. She has a matching shiny bra that cover her tiny breast and nubs. I start unclasping her bra. “I think I should do a breast exam while I have you in this position.” A low growl escapes my mouth.

Monet, “Please doctor, I need a full and complete exam.” At this she slides herself down onto the bed laying back. She pulls her legs up positioning them as though they are in the position for a vaginal exam. Monet then pulls her arms up over her head and arches her back. The site of her lean and thin body has my member already standing and wanting attention.

Keeping with the roll playing, I massage each breast. Although I’m certain a gynecologist would never pay this much attention to a patient. “They feel wonderful. Mind if I taste so another of my senses can determine just how amazing they are?”  She hums a slow response indicating approval.

I lower my mouth being able to take it all in. Her tiny breast fit with room to spare. I tongue her n****e while teasing the other with my fingertips. I then switch to the other breast doing the same. “My work isn’t finished. I need to head south to the location of your arousing smell.”

Lowering myself so I can taste her, I rip her small thong off. She’s already spread so I can see her masterpiece. Monet is certainly model material or even porn material. Her muffin is so appetizing to view. Slowly I work my finger back and forth across the wet lips. Next, I insert a finger while lowering myself to taste the sweet nectar. It is divine.

Within minutes, Monet is moaning and climaxing around my fingers. She pulls me up licking my lips, so she gets to enjoy the delicious juice as well. Soon, I find myself being undressed by this kitten who is ready to please me in the same manner.

She makes her way to my package and works magic with her hands until there is finally the wet sensation of her lips taking all of me into her mouth. Her head bobs up and down while my throbbing d**k hits the back of her throat. Like her, I’m soon releasing my semen into her mouth as she consumes every last drop.

We lay on the bed still touching. I know she wants more. Today’s events have just taken it out of me. “Monet, you’re amazing. I’m so tired though. Do you mind if we raincheck further?” I know she’s disappointed, but she nods acceptance. She slides off the bed grabbing her clothes from the floor.

Monet, “I’m going to grab a quick shower. I guess I go commando since you ripped my panties. You owe me a pair there doctor.” She flips her hair and exits the room to take a shower. I’m so happy she accepts this relationship as I do. We’ve never spent the entire night together. I think waking up next to her would haste our relationship and neither of us are ready for that type of commitment