MY MURDEROUS MATE

BEST FRIEND'S

Devyn POV

Blayde, “I think I need another cold shower. Care to join?”

Without thinking, I ran the tip of my tongue across my lips while looking up into his icy blue eyes that show flickers of black. I know his wolf is also checking me out.  He places his hand at the base of my neck tilting it so I can feel his lips. He slowly leans into me and our lips barely touch.

Just as I was about to reciprocate, there’s a knock on my door. I jump back in realization of our situation. I yell, “Just a minute.”

“Blayde, I still have to pee. I’m going to answer my door. Can you hurry and finish up in here so I can pee?”

He laughs and turns to go to his bedroom. I run to my door and swing it open. There stands my best-friend, Ginger Everest. I scream in excitement and pull her in for a hug. “Give me 3 minutes! I have to PEE!”

I run to the bathroom where I make sure Blayde’s door is locked so I don’t get interrupted while doing my business. When finished I wash my hands and then unlock his door in case he needs back in. I’m not used to sharing a bathroom at all. I’m going to need my own if this case takes more than a couple of days.

Walking out of the bathroom, I admire the beauty in front of me. My best-friend is the same age as me, she is just about an inch shorter, short black hair, dark eyes, and the biggest boobs I’ve ever seen. Plus, they are certainly all-natural. “Ginger, you my love get sexier every time I see you. Plus, look at those knockers. How in the hell did you get all those in that shirt?”

She laughs shaking her head. “I missed you too Dev. I came to girl chat. I know we talk every week, but I seriously miss hanging out hearing the gossip.”

This girl hasn’t changed a bit. She’s been mated a couple of years now but still finds out all the gossip and keeps me informed of the pack activities. Her mate is just as much of a gossiper as she, so he feeds her curiosity daily.

“Well, there is this cute and sexy ass guy in the room next to me that shares a bathroom with me. I think you might know him. It’s Jori’s brother, Blayde.”

Ginger, “Of course I know Blayde. Why all the accolades about …... OMG, girl! Give it up. I want all the details.”

I see the light in her eyes. She is all ears. I’ve always wondered why her parents named her Ginger since her hair is black but seeing that fiery spark in her eyes, maybe that explains it.

“Ok, first, nothing has happened. Remember, I am a taken woman who is in a relationship with a human. He satisfies me immensely.”

Ginger, “That is the biggest bunch of BULLSHIT I’ve ever heard in my entire f*****g life! Dev, who the hell are you trying to kid?”

Laughing, “Not you apparently.” I love that she doesn’t judge me. Humans would be so appalled to know that I was willing to cheat on my so-called boyfriend. I do like him; however, it’s always been about s*x and will always be about s*x. I do hate that he has feelings for me but Delila has needs. She agreed with my plan to not find a mate only if I promised to have a s*x partner multiple times per week.

“So, we’ve been flirting since I arrived. The s****l tension is over the top. Then, I just walked in on him getting out of the shower. HOT! I’ve not had a wolf d**k in me in a few months. Girl, I am ready to get taken to the pound.”

Ginger is sitting there with the “O” look. “You do realize he’s a few years younger than us?”

I then return the “O” look and say to her, “b***h, don’t judge this cougar. I’ve always heard the young one’s bring out the trainers in us. I’ll have him screaming by midnight. When he finds his mate, he’ll be ready to teach her a thing or two, maybe even more.”

I can see the wheels turning. She finally asks, “Give me an idea to take home tonight. Carlo has been stressed lately and I think your ideas could help me relieve some of the buildup.”

“You nasty girl. I actually brought a gift for you.” I walk to my suitcase as she squeals. It’s always a ritual to bring her something but it’s not always a s****l item. “Here, it’s a ball gag. Either you use it on him or let him use it on you.”

Ginger, “But, I won’t be able to scream. Tell me what’s the edge of using a ball gag?”

“It forces you to feel the pleasure without releasing it though your screams. Plus, it puts you into a submissive state while giving your partner the dominance. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy a little of this kink but definitely not full on. I like control too much. A little, spices things up as long as both are on board with the kink. Oh, and here’s leather lingerie to go with it.”

Ginger, “Where do you come up with this stuff? I mean, I see some of this in ads that pop up but thought it was from some foreign places. Isn’t it embarrassing to go get this stuff?”

As much as she tries to be ‘in the know’, she still has that innocence about her. “Ginger, you are such a country girl. There are lingerie and adult stores throughout the city. No, I’m not embarrassed. Many high-profile people go to certain ones where their identity is kept discrete. Plus, people with money are always seeking the next adventure. I think humans are more curious than we are because they don’t feel a deep connection with a pack or in most wolves, their mate.”

Ginger, “About that, think you’ll find yours tomorrow night?”

“Oh goddess!!! I hope not. That would be the worst thing ever. I’m not ready nor do I want a mate. I like me the way I am. Plus, my career wouldn’t allow me to be tied down. I’m not like that at all. It’s for some, just not me.

Ginger, “You just haven’t met the right wolf to knock your panties off just by looking at you. Wait, it’ll happen eventually. Then I want to hear about how you don’t want to be tied down. f**k, you’ll be wishing to be tied down, tied up, and all that other kinky stuff you do.”

I just laugh knowing she has no clue to what extent I’ll go to avoid having a mate. I’m just not the mate material. I wouldn’t reject my mate because I’ve heard that could be fatal to both of us. I’m not willing to risk my life for no wolf or human. I’ll just politely tell him that I’m not interested and give him permission to keep screwing around. I mean, come on, I’m 24 and I’m certain he is at least as old as I so probably has had multiple s*x partners.

I feel Delila get a little pissed at that thought. ‘Oh, come on, how can you be pissed about someone you don’t even know having s*x with someone you don’t even know. Plus, you have s*x all the time. Get over yourself.’

Ginger, “It’s dinner. You coming downstairs? I’ve let Carlo know that you’ll be sitting with us. He’s looking forward to finding out what you brought me. Under NO circumstances tell him at the dinner table. The last time you were here, I still hear about how he jumped up, pulled me over his shoulder and marched up to the bedroom without even eating. We were the gossip for the next week. I even had to talk with Jori about how it was inappropriate behavior. Carlo had to pull extra guard duty for a week. So, no s*x talk!”

I just smirk knowing I won’t say anything inappropriate. However, that doesn’t me I can’t make references about being gagged. I laugh internally knowing how to circumvent a situation.