The Total Sum of Two

Chapter 22

The Chinese take out is at the top of the coffee table and to the sides.  Reports are divided between you and all around the floor in a circle.  Gregory keeps reaching for a bite of noodles and the sauce drips.  He receives glares from you as you quickly wipe it off  the papers with a napkin.

“What?  I’m hungry it’s dinner time!”

You hand him the container.  “Then spill on yourself.  If we can’t read a company or numbers we might miss something.”

“And I thought I was OCD, ouch.”

You look back over at him, “So did I.  Where is that guy?  I need him here to help me.”

“He...is off work.  He is trying to spend time with his mate but she has demanded that we spend private time on work.  He is not happy.”

You pat his leg.  “Aw, the poor spoiled baby.  He had over two hours of playtime with his mate this afternoon.  It’s time to work.”

“Fine,” he grumbles, setting aside the Chinese.

*** 

“This doesn’t look right, look here.”  You lean over and show him the paper you’re looking at.

“When I did their bills they were only ordering four sets of this item monthly at two hundred and fifty dollars a piece.  But it looks almost like someone did a double entry or that they submitted two invoices.  Why wasn’t that caught and removed?”

“Circle it. I’m sure there will be more just like that.”

You make it through one whole year when your alarm goes off glaring that it's midnight.  You both make little piles of paper and then stretch from sitting on the floor for too long.  He takes care of the papers as you take the leftovers into the kitchen.  Sensing him behind you, you release a pleasurable sigh as he begins to knead the muscles in your shoulders. 

“Oh that feels good.”  You comment as you begin moving your neck.

He leans down and kisses your head then whispers in your ear, “I can make all of you feel better.”

You laugh, “You’re insatiable today!” 

He takes a deep breath and then asks a weird question.  “When’s your cycle?”

You take a minute to think, “I don’t know, in a little over a week I guess.  Why?”

“You must be beginning to ovulate.  It’s equivalent to being in heat for a female lycan.  It drives your mate crazy.”  He turns you to him to feel his arousal.  “It’s fertilization time baby and I’m all about feeding the need as much as my body can muster.  Can you not feel it?”

“You? Yes" you laugh then continue, "s*x always sounds great idea with you but I’m not what I’d consider horny right now.”

“Maybe your body just isn’t sending you signals yet, you can start gauging your cycle by my reactions from now on.” He sniffs you neck, rubbing his nose up and down and beginning to suck.

“No!”  You reach back and smack at him.  “How do I explain a giant hickey at work tomorrow?  It’s not that cold yet!  We've discussed this remember?"

He laughs and pulls your shirt off your shoulder.  “I’ll just have to be a little more sneaky I guess.” He grins as he begins sucking just above your breast.

All it's taking is just the thought of s*x with him or him touching me and I'm ready.  Am I hormonal or is this the mate thing he was talking about?

Lost in his caresses and thoughts, you suddenly find yourself in the bedroom.  His irises enlarge for a few minutes and then recede back. 

“Fenrir?” you ask, taken back.

“Only for a moment,” he tells you, cupping your face with his hands. rubbing his thumbs over your cheeks.  “It will be harder for me to control him with you in heat.  It’s his nature to want to mate when his mate is in heat.  Force of nature.  But he understands your confusion and has agreed to try to restrain himself.”

You nod as he takes your lips with a fevered kiss.  Anything and everything else is forgotten in the arms of this man you are falling in love with.

*** 

“Mate?”

“Fenrir!”  You get up from the meadow and walk over to the edge of forest.  Fenrir lowers his head so that you can rest your foreheads together.  You kiss his snout and walk back towards the water. 

“Mate wanted to see me?”

“You knew?”

“You aren’t lycan but I can read Gregory’s thoughts and I can feel your emotions.”

“Are you upset with me?” You ask gingerly, not sure how to approach this subject with him.

“Why upset?”

“Because there is not a female lycan side of me, for you to mate with.  And I’m…still uncomfortable yet.  I’m still processing that you and Gregory are one.  That you can take over his body without transforming.”

“Yes.  He explained it to me.  Without the she lycan I am a lonely but you are my mate and wanting to be with me is enough.”

You pat the grass next to you and he lays down.  You lean back onto his back and hear what sounds like a purr of contentment.  You smile, you were concerned that he wouldn't appreciate it.

“Can we chat about this mind meld gift thing?”

“Yes.”

“So, how does it work?  Do I have to be asleep? What if I want to contact you; is there a way?”

“I am not sure.  I have only heard of this gift with other lycans, not with a human.  When I reached out the first time I was nervous it wouldn’t work.  I stood in the trees and thought you were my imagination until you moved.”

You smile at the memory. “I can’t imagine a big guy like you being scared of anything.”

“Only of mate.  I don’t want to upset mate as you can’t truly feel the bond.  I don’t want you to leave us.”

“What?”  You turn to look at Fenrir, but his head is on his paws and he’s staring into the forest.  You shift and lay on your stomach facing him.  You tap him on the snout to make him look at you.

“I’m not going anywhere. I thought I made that clear.”  His eyes shift away and you have to think a minute.

Once you realize his problem, you hug his neck and apologize.  “Fenrir, I am so sorry.  I didn’t realize.  You are two separate in one, I haven’t accepted you yet have I?”

He sighs but keeps his head turned away.  You sit up and pick his big head up, placing it on your knees so you can look directly into his eyes.  “I accept you, Fenrir to be my mate along with Gregory Hansforth.”

Fenrir’s tail starts to wag and he begins licking your face.  You laugh and he gets playful, wrestling you softly on the ground, licking your neck and face all over, making you giggle.

You’re covered in slobber when you call a halt to his playing a few minutes later.  You’re out of breath and crawl over to the water to rinse your face.

“Washing away my kisses?”

You look over your shoulder with a smile.  “No, washing away your slobber, there’s a difference!”

“You let Gregory slobber all over you, what difference?”

You blush, he has a point.  “Um, that he’s my same species?  Just give me a little more time okay?  I’m not grossed out, I just like feeling clean.”

He stares at you a moment then nods his head and lays back down.

“So,” you ask again.  “Can I get a hold of you through this mind meld gift?”

“Only through Gregory, mind meld works consciously only if you are a lycan.”

“What about you reaching out to me?  Must I be asleep?”

“Only when asleep or meditating, since it is like sleep.”

  You nod in understanding.  “So I need to learn how to meditate.  Okay, guess I’ll have to look it up.”

“Gregory and I can teach you.  It is how we commune with the Moon Goddess.”

*** 

You’re awoken by wandering hands under your night shirt.  You look over at your alarm, it's five thirty in the morning. 

Gregory smiles sleepily at you, “You’re already wet.  I knew you were in heat!”

You take a minute to think about it and analyze your body.  It wouldn’t have woken you up but now that you're awake, he’s right, you’re horny.  You look over at him with a sly smile.

“Fine Mr. Know-it-all, yes I’m horny.  I don’t think you realize what you just woke up.”  

You climb over on top of him and begin to satisfy your craving.