Chapter 13: Mate!

I was on a side stage dancing to the song, ‘Drew Barrymore’ by Bryce Vine when my manager came over to the stage to tell me something.

“Celeste, you have a gentleman admirer! The guy requested a dance from you specifically!” Tisha, my boss, told me and pointed the guy out to me. 

I nodded my head, “I’ll go over to him when I’m done with my rotation,” I smile as the song finishes. I collect the scattered dollar bills on the stage left for me and walk over to the last small side stage in my rotation around the club. It’s the stage closest to the DJ so I know it’s my turn to pick a song for him to play while we all dance on our respective stages. I asked him to play a song that was really hitting me close to home recently. I was happy to be free and away from my pack and away from Callen’s reach, but I was lonely and missing inside. There was a constant ache inside that seeped sadness into my soul. It was the piece of me Callen took. The part of me, I vowed I would NEVER share with anyone and would NEVER let anyone see ever again. Nothing would ever replace that emptiness inside me.

As the song I requested, ‘Whistle (While You Work It)’ by Katy Tiz, begins to play, I begin dancing and moving my hips in an upbeat, fun movement. I plaster that smile on my face as I dance and twirl on the pole. I look around and see a few other girls whistling as they dance on their poles and that makes me smile. It makes me feel like I’m a part of a sisterhood around here and we all know that feeling. As sad and strange as it may sound, around these girls, I actually didn’t feel so alone. That was another reason why I kept coming back to work here. It hadn’t been long since I started working here, but it was a slight comfort and lately, I had none of that so I would take what little I could get. 

I was getting tired. It was late and was a very profitable night for everyone. I couldn’t afford to stop until closing though. I needed every penny. When the song was over, I got down off the side stage after collecting the ones men left laying on the stage around me.

As I stalked towards this mystery man requestor, I smelled something luscious in the air! It smelled heavenly really! The scent was somewhat common if you are from the south, but being as I wasn’t from THIS far SOUTH, the smell ignited a fire in me I never knew existed. The smell of a barbeque pit full of brisket! You can smell the meat smoking, the smoke, and wood-burning; each wood type having a slightly different scent. It drove me wild smelling the smell in the air, with a subtle additional smell I couldn’t make out with all the other smells mixed in the air. As I grew closer in the direction of this man, the smell got stronger and stronger. When I stopped in front of him and locked eyes with him, my body froze. The smell was emanating from him. It was his scent!

Those eyes were so prominent. You can’t miss them. His emerald eyes pierced through to my soul and that’s when I heard her loud and clear, ‘MATE! MATE! MATE!’

‘Bree? What are you talking about?’

‘MATE! HE’S OUR MATE!’ I can feel her tail wagging in my head. She is so excited and happy.

“Well…helllloo, goddess!” I hear him say as I approach him. I smile confidently, “Hey honey, heard you needed a dance?” I say in a sexy and seductive voice. I’m so nervous as I come closer to him to inspect this so-called ‘mate’ Bree has declared is ours. He is dressed like most of the men and wolves here- very business to business casual. This club is a more exclusive club that caters to the wealthier clientele in the area. 

“I sure do!” He smirks as he reaches his hands out to signal for me to sit in his lap. I smell the liquor on him. He must be at least a little drunk. I follow his direction and get comfortable in his lap as I wrap my arms around his neck. The feeling feels as if I was meant to sit there.

“Okay honey, that’s fifty for a short dance and a hundred for a more intimate dance,” I explain and give him time to decide how long of a dance he wants.

“Oh, I want the more intimate one DEFINITELY!” His smirk hasn’t changed and he has kept his eyes on me the entire time. My heart is pounding and I am trying to keep my cool all while trying to keep Bree from taking control instantly. She instantly has become the horniest wolf I have ever met!

“Okay, honey. Let’s go over here so we can be more…intimate,” I smile and guide him by his hand to a corner couch sitting area that is relatively dark. I start to wonder if he recognized me as I did him? Why hasn’t he called me his mate? Would he reject me because of where he found me? I was getting in my own head! The DJ begins to play an old-school song that I assume one of the girls requested - ‘Stronger’ by Britney Spears. I inwardly chuckle at how perfect this song is for what I need to do.

‘Shut up! He will love us! He is our mate!’ Bree tries to reassure me.

As I snake my hands up and down his chest as I start my dance, I take note of his muscular and toned build. He is STRONG! I turn and rub my butt on his lap.

“Good goddess you are DIVINE!” He growls as he gently touches my waist with one of his hands.

“Mmm…no touching,” I moan and giggle at him as I push his hand away and feel an immediate electric pulse course through my body. This felt amazing but the tingles that followed melted me. My panties held a seeping puddle. Add the music and I was a bag of mixed emotions. I wanted to stand tall and strong in front of my mate, but the simplest thing as his touch sent me almost to my knees quite literally.

“Sorry goddess…I promise I won’t do it again.” He takes his hand away with a playful smirk plastered on his face. I’m sure he was testing me. The new clients always test us, or maybe it was the other way around and the regulars tested all the new girls to see what they could get away with?

I can’t tell if he is being flirtatious for real, or if he’s fucking with me because we’re mates. Why doesn’t he recognize me as I do him? Could he be drunker than I initially thought?

I push the thoughts away and just focus on the dance. I needed this time to go a little faster. This was becoming a bit uncomfortable for some reason. 

“So, what brings you here tonight?” I ask him, trying to change the subject as I grind on his lap, straddling him.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“What’s that honey?” I innocently ask.

“To escape our lives.” That was kind of cryptic. But the more I think about it, who does this guy think he is? Who wants to escape a life of wealth and privilege like most of these men and wolves coming to this club have to possess to even be extended membership. 

“Ahh…yes…to escape…I know EXACTLY what you mean.” His words struck me in a spot I tried to bury, the feeling of HOME. I was escaping my life by being here. I was letting so many people down. It was an obligation, one I was just realizing my pack might pay for if I don’t follow through. A pang of guilt courses through me and I hesitate for a moment.

“You okay goddess?” He looks up into my eyes with a sexy look of concern that makes me want to throw myself at him with abandon. I pull myself back because I know that’s Bree’s doing. She’s sending my hormones off the charts! 

“Uhh, yeah…just lost my balance for a second there,” I lie to deflect. It works. 

“Let’s get out of here! Come home with me tonight!” He leans in and whispers in my ear as I realize I am close to the end of my time with him for this dance.

“Sorry honey, I work all night. Rain Check?” I flirt back, letting him down kindly. 

He pulls out his phone, makes a few text messages on his phone, and laughs, “I just bought the club out for the rest of the night. And I say, we’re closing now. Come with me, goddess?” He smiles with such sinful promise in his eyes.

I’m floored. He just bought out this entire strip club to shut it down so I can go home with him. I don’t know whether to be flattered or disgusted! Or is it the mate pull making him react like this? I don’t know what to say to him so I just stand there with my arms crossed looking a bit nervous. I bite my lip, “I…I don’t…I don’t go home with clients. That’s not me. I…I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.”

“Sure it isn’t goddess, let's escape just for tonight?” He pleads with me, and when I look in his emerald eyes, it’s as if I see a piece of my own soul shining back, the need, the longing, the desire. I take his hand and follow his lead out to his limos waiting out front of the club after grabbing some of my essentials from the back. 

“I’m leaving with you and I don’t even know your name!” I blurt out in a bit of a panic and a state of embarrassment.

“You don’t know who I am?” He looks shocked that I don’t recognize him, but I don’t. He must be some business mogul with a fragile ego. I shake my head innocently.

He studies my face for a moment, before smirking.  He’s strong, VERY strong. Bree also picks up that he’s ranked, HIGH, in his pack but she can tell he’s hiding or holding something back. 

“So who are you?” I ask innocently.

“My name is Dante, but let's not worry with that stuff tonight. Remember, we are escaping, Celeste.” He whispers in my ear with a sexy smirk that makes my insides melt. 

I nod my head with an equally sexy smirk. 

“C’mon goddess, let's forget who we are tonight!” He smiles as he tugs me along into the limo.

In the limo, Dante leans against me and wraps his arm around my shoulders. He is very comfortable around me and that makes me nervous, but relaxed for some reason. 

“Sooo…what do you do?” I ask, trying my hand at small talk.

“I guess you could say, I’m like the boss…” He smirks mischievously. 

“So you own your own company? That’s cool!” I smile as I pay attention to where we are driving, in case I need to make a quick escape so I can find my way home.

“Sure…It can be.” He comments stiffly. Strange, but I guess he isn’t interested in telling me about himself. Usually, clients love to brag and flaunt their wealth and business. This guy doesn’t want to say anything about himself. 

When we get to his place, we go straight to his bedroom. By the time we reached the house, his scent had intoxicated my senses and his eyes and sexy smirk, and those lips, teasing my eyes at the threat of their touch on mine. By the time we reached the front door, I couldn’t stand for his hands to NOT be on me and his lips on my body. Inside his house, I was lost to the wind. 

His touch was like heaven and magical. Every stroke with his fingers sent tingles over my skin and straight to my core. I was already a soaked mess and I’m sure he could smell my heavy and deep arousal for him. 

“Goddess, you’re so responsive…mmm, I can’t wait to taste you!” He growl-moans into my mouth as our kissing lands us in the middle of his bed. 

Somewhere between here and the front door of his house we lost our clothes and all I could do was keep kissing him and giggling like a schoolgirl. I had forgotten myself at this moment, just like he asked. He must be some kind of sorcerer!

‘No…just our mate!’ Bree corrects me.

‘The bond doesn’t make us lose all sense, Bree.’

‘Yes, it does. Well, your physical desire and hormones your wolves are pushing out of you now that we have found our mates are overriding all logic in your mind so you both are acting are your instinctual urges.’ Damn! When did Bree become all scientific and smart? She’s really starting to show me up to myself! That hussy!

‘Okay, you hussy - thanks for the extra hormones! Good to know.’ I growl at her in my mind. I can’t control my body and what I’m doing with him. Everything feels so amazing and when he entered me, I thought I was hallucinating fireworks all around me. My mind was officially BLOWN. This experience was like a high or drug that put me into a haze that I’ve never felt before, it was euphoric and surreal. 

Every position he put me into made me cum harder than I had ever cum before. I have no idea how long we were at it, but by the time we were through, I couldn’t move any part of my body. He was a modern-day sex god with the manhood of a giant to back him up! The moon goddess sure does have a sick sense of humor, mating me with this sexy beast of a wolf. 

Mate…my mate…fuck!