Slate's Mistake (20 page)

“I’ve heard about that thing.
Haven’t
been in it though.
What exactly is it?”

“It’s pretty cool. A
walipini
is an in-ground greenhouse structure. They’re built into the ground because,
below the frost line, the earth maintains a temperature of thirteen Celsius, or
fifty-five degrees. That helps keep the inside both cool in the summer and warm
in the winter. With the winters we have here in Canada, it makes it possible to
continue to grow veggies or whatever during those months.

“Dex is crazy about the thing, and Elise seems to have
an interest in it as well. She was taking biochemistry, and I guess there’s a
connection between the path in her field she’s studying and with what Dex
does.”

“Yikes.” Lois rubbed her belly.

Katie straightened up.
“You all right?”
 

“Yeah, the little guy is an eater. He gets physical
when he’s hungry.”

Katie snorted. “Then he’s a perfectly healthy shifter
cub. Come on, I’ll walk you to the kitchen. Thank you for doing this, Lois.”

Lois held her stomach and her back as she stood. “Not
a problem. Reese is sweet and has a promising future in the field. The doctor’s
plan for a hospital is a good one, and Reese would be a good help with that.”
 

****

On
Sunday
morning, Katie groaned as she rolls over in bed to hit the alarm clock. “It’s
too early.”

Slate’s deep vibrating chuckles reverberated off her
spine as he leaned forward to kiss her on her shoulder.

“I know, Baby-Kate.
Sorry, but it’s
my day for sentry duty, and I’ve got to meet with Alphy before that.”
His soft, warm lips pressed along her back, and a shiver of pleasure quaked
down her spine. Katie groaned. Slate straddled her hips and rubbed his naked
erection between her curved butt cheeks. She could feel the hairs on his balls
tickle her. His heated breath rolled over her skin. “I’ll help you wake up.”

Katie squeezed her cheeks around his engorged
appendage and rocked up against it. Slate leaned to the side, and with a loud
smack, Katie felt her ass cheek sting. With the contact, she let out a yelp
then hummed as desire bloomed through her core. Her ass cheeks spread apart
when Slate rubbed the sting.

“Naughty, naughty mate.”
Slate’s teeth nipped at her bare shoulder, and then he
laved
his tongue over the slight mark. His hands slid
up her arms, slowly pinning them above her head as his knees spread open her
thighs. With her crease more open to him, he rutted his length, once again,
between her mounds. “Keep your hands there.” His voice was low and breathy, and
she could feel liquid rubbing on her slit as his cock glided over her crease.

Humming out a moan, she turned slightly to look back
at him. “Or what?” she asked with a playful tone.

Another smack sounded through the room as his hand
came down on her rump.

“Eep.”

“Oh Baby-Kate, you like that, don’t you?”

Katie didn’t answer but instead rubbed her butt
against his hand that was massaging her ass cheek.

Whap!
Katie gave a pleasured yelp.
Whap!
Two swats before he rubbed the sting. Katie moaned loudly and
could feel her juices warm between her folds. Her pussy clenched and released
with every swat.

Slate grabbed her ass in both hands and pulled her
cheeks apart. “It’s going to be fast, Baby-Kate. You ready for me?”

“
Mmm
, yes, please. Take me
hard.”

Katie felt his bulbous head push against her folds and
retreat. Slate spread her legs slightly wider, and while he held her cheeks
with a bruising grip, she felt his cockhead push against her again then ram
into her to the hilt. Slate didn’t stop when he bottomed out. He pulled back
until he was almost out then slammed into her again. After repeating himself a
few more times, he began speeding up until their skin was clapping together
like applause.

Katie kept her hands up against the headboard as Slate
drilled into her. Her orgasm built fast, and the volume of her shouts of
ecstasy increased. Slate was slamming into her so hard she felt her teeth smack
against each other.

Katie arched her neck and tilted her head. Without losing
momentum, Slate leaned over and sank his canines into her neck. Katie screamed
as her orgasm overtook her, clamping painfully around his plundering phallus.
She heard him roar around her neck and stiffen. Hot warmth flooded between her
legs as his cock pulsed inside her.

Katie slowly came back to awareness just as Slate
carefully removed his teeth and licked over his mark. Both breathing deeply, Slate
hovered over her, looking down at her with a soft expression on his face.

“I love you, Baby-Kate.”

Katie situated herself until she was on her back
looking up at her mate. Her fingers glided over his
stubbled
jaw. “I love you, too.”

The ringing of her cell interrupted their moment. “And
that is my cue.” Slate leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her puckered lips
as his spent cock slid out of her heat, then rolled off the bed. Katie leaned
over and grabbed her cell.

“Hello?”

“Is this Katie Williams?” The feminine voice came
cheerfully.

“Yes.”

Katie watched her half clothed mate walk out of the
room as she listened to her caller. “This is Elsa Thomas, your realtor. I’m
sorry to call this early, but I just got word of a house that just came on the
market that I thought was perfect for your father and sister. It has everything
you were asking for, in the price range you asked for, and is even close to
where you are currently living. Would you be interested in viewing it this
morning?”

“Yeah, that’d be great. What time and where?”

“How about at nine?
Do you have a pen and paper to write down
directions?”

“Hold on.” After Katie got off the phone, she was
excited. Dressing, she joined Slate in the shower. “Did you want to go with me
to look at a house for my dad?”

“Sorry, Baby-Kate. Remember I have to work. Why don’t
you take one of the others? Take one of the girls and make a date of it. Take
the car. The key’s in a dish by the door.” Leaning over, he gave her another
kiss before leaving her alone to finish her shower.

Katie pouted. Reaching down, she grabbed her shampoo
and tried squeezing some into her palm. The bottle sprayed out a small, a messy
amount. “Great, I’m running low.”

After her shower, she dressed and prepared for a run
into town. Downstairs, breakfast was loud, and Katie started to feel closed in.

Maybe I’ll just go alone. I
can use the quiet,
she thought.
I may like everyone, but I just don’t feel
up for the company.
After Slate disappeared into the office with Alphy and
the others went their way, Katie made a list of what she needed at the store,
grabbed the car keys and headed out.

Her cell was kept on for navigation as she followed
the instructions it gave. It wasn’t a terribly cheerful looking day. The clouds
were heavy and filled with rain and the forecast called for rain showers and
lightning, but with the radio on, she started to feel herself relax.

The sound of an incoming call had her turning her
radio down and pulling over. She grabbed the phone and saw it was Slate. Before
she could even tell him “hi” his panicked voice rang in her ear.

“What the hell! Nix just came in and told us you drove
off. Where are you?”

Being trained to handle irate and irrational patients,
she wasn’t too concerned with his outburst. “Calm down, I’m pulled over right
now to talk to you, but I’m headed to town.”

“Did you take anyone with you?”

“Now’s not the time to play jealous. I’m not with
anyone, I’m alone.
I didn’t feel like taking anyone else.
 
I just had a few things in town I needed to
do, so I won’t be long.”

“I’m not playing jealous! No one is supposed to leave
the property without an escort. You shouldn’t be alone. It’s too dangerous.”

Katie didn’t know what to think of this. She was
frustrated and more than a little bit embarrassed. She had thought he had meant
to take someone for friendly reasons, but as she thought about the dangers, she
really should have known better. She sat there for a few moments trying to get
her emotions under control while her mate ranted about safety and protocols or
something. She wasn’t really paying attention.

“All right!” she snapped into the phone, cutting off
whatever it was he was saying. Still feeling the burn of embarrassment, she
couldn’t think how else to cut him off.
Really,
how else was I supposed to shut him up long enough?
“I’m turning around!” Before
he could say anything more, she hung up. Letting out a tense breath, she tried
to relax before pulling on the wheel and making a U-turn.

Nearly halfway back home, she spotted a black van
gaining on her rapidly.
Huh, that isn’t
suspicious.
Just as the sarcastic thought crossed her mind, her rear window
exploded into flying glass shards. She let out a high pitched yelp. Grabbing
the steering wheel in a white knuckled grip, she put more pressure on the gas
pedal and started to steer erratically. She weaved from side to side as another
thunderous sound exploded beside her.

Seeing the driveway, she had to slow down. Driving on
dirt wasn’t the same as on asphalt, and she didn’t want to crash. The van
gained and slammed into her bumper, sending her out of control into the
driveway anyway. Her arms pumped and her hands gripped and released quickly,
trying to keep enough control to keep the car moving. The driver’s side rear
end hit a tree, but she kept her foot on the pedal, shooting dirt and rocks
against the side of the offending van.

Steering over the slick dirt felt more like the road
was covered in ice than dirt as she kept up as much speed as she could. Going
as fast as she was over the dips, bumps, and grooves, she was sure she hit air
a couple of times, jarring her entire body and smashing her teeth together. More
shots rang out as the van continued to pursue her into the forested driveway.

She saw another van coming from in front of her. It
was white, which made her think it was from the pack, so she darted up on the
side as far as she could and slammed on her brakes. The pursuing van slid to a
dusty stop. Seeing the muzzle of the rifle pointed her way while the van’s
tires sped in reverse, she ducked, and more glass exploded around her.

She was a bit too dazed to make sense of all of the
sounds around her for a few moments. The warmth from the trickles of blood sure
to be painting dark red trails across her arms and hands could be felt falling
in droplets off her face. She knew the glass had cut her but felt pretty
certain everything else was all right as she tried to take stock of herself.

She didn’t hear the door being opened, or even felt
when the seatbelt was ripped off, but she did feel the hard rolling muscles of
the warm arms that carried the familiar scent of her mate, surround her
and
his strained voice almost pleading with her.

“Keep your eyes shut, Baby-Kate.”

Katie could feel the sting of glass pricking her skin.
She kept her hands over her face as the arms stretched beneath her and lifted
her out of the car. The sound of a bird of prey overhead screeched while others
around her cursed and argued about how close the offenders had come.

With keeping her eyes shut so she wouldn’t get glass
in them, she could only feel and hear her surroundings, but she could tell they
were speeding down the dirt road because even in Slates arms, she felt like she
was going to launch through the roof. Slate had kept her on his lap the whole
way while someone else drove the car.

The sound of
Alphy’s
voice
rumbled through the cab silencing Slate’s mumbled assurances to her. “Did you
see who they were, Katie? Did you recognize any of them?”

Katie shook her head. She heard them debating over who
it was until they reached the house.

They didn’t ask her if she was all right; they just
kept telling her to hang in there. She wasn’t about to correct them. She knew
she was all right, but she figured she was in enough trouble and felt terribly
embarrassed right now. She should have known better than to go anywhere alone,
and because of her lapse in judgment, she was nearly killed, and it endangered
the others, and scared her mate. She could hear how worried for her he was, in
his voice. That compounded her guilt. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins,
and her emotions were hypersensitive. She didn’t want to say anything she would
regret.

Slate’s arms steeled around her as they skidded in the
dirt to a sliding stop. She coughed from the dust cloud it created as her body
was jolted against her mate while he ran with her. She could smell the
antiseptic and medicines of the medical space above the garage before she had
time to process the gym smells.
Damn, my
mate is moving fast.