Page 44 of The Betas: Rene
Chapter Sixteen
René’s Bedroom & Kitchen
“Good morning, Ma Vie.” René gazed down at his Mate who covered his eyes with his arm. He moved Frankie’s arm and kissed him on the inside of his wrists. His Mate slowly opened his eyes and smiled. Last night had been wonderful.
“Mmmm…do we have coffee?”
“I made coffee, and there is a cup on the nightstand with some cream and sugar. Drink. The pack will be waiting to examine the mark. We need to be ready for the Enforcers to escort us to the pack room in an hour, and we both need showers.” René kissed Frankie’s tempting lips.
“If you keep that up, we’re never leaving this room.” Frankie pulled René back down beside him.
He gently pushed Frankie’s hair out of his eyes. “You have to be sore. We went at it three times last night.” René lay down and molded himself to his Mate’s back. Playfully, he grabbed Frankie’s muscled ass in his large palm.
Frankie chuckled, wiggling back into René’s hand. “I may be a little sore, but I’m willing.”
“We could, but if you walk too funny, The Alpha Mate will be offering you his donut,” René said with a straight face as he let go of Frankie’s ass.
His handsome Mate guffawed. “He wouldn’t.”
“You’d be surprised at what The Alpha Mate would do.” René turned serious. “I refuse to hurt you.”
“A blow job isn’t off the table. We could do it as we showered and save time.” Frankie stroked René’s thigh.
“We could. I installed a rather large shower.” René kept a straight face while Frankie raised an eyebrow.
“You must be prescient. Showers for two make a man want to get out of bed in the morning.” Frankie sprang from his nest of covers and away from his lover’s hand. “I’ll turn on the shower, you make the bed. I hate making beds, but I hate getting into a messy one, even more.”
“Don’t worry about the bed. Annie will take care of it. Besides, remember, we won’t be here tonight. While we’re at the feast, Annie will strip it, and Alphonse will pack. We’re heading back to Manhattan. We’ll be home late tonight. The flight and the time change won’t be on our side.”
“Then, I’ll run the shower.” Frankie grabbed his coffee and drank it down.
“That was hot, you might have burned yourself,” René scolded.
“I’m used to hot coffee. I always had to drink mine on the fly. I’ll call you when the water’s hot.”
“You don’t have to run the water until it’s hot. I have a recirculating system. The water is hot almost immediately. This is New Mexico and water is at a premium.”
“Then get your furry ass in here so we can shower. I hear the Enforcers at the door. If I must show the mark, let’s get cracking. Sex is off the table. I want to get to the feast. I’m starving.” Frankie’s stomach growled as if to punctuate his statement.
“I’ll have you know, I wax my ass. You’re hungry? I’m sorry, Ma Vie.” René shook his head. “I had canapés prepared. I can’t believe I didn’t feed you.”
“Come on, let’s go. The pack can feed me.” René followed Frankie into the shower. They were fifteen minutes late.
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The Pack Meeting Room
Their guards met them right outside the house and were the first to inspect the mark. Frankie raised an eyebrow and lifted his shoulder as if he were pleased to show off René stamp of possession. René let the Enforcers examine and touch the mark. He sighed, “I didn’t know I’d be so jealous. I can’t believe I have to let ninety-five more wolves touch you.”
“Martin and Edward explained everything to me last night. After this morning, no one but you will ever touch my mark again.”
“Is the wedding going to be this formal?”
“Outside of the wedding ceremony, the wedding will be free of pomp. What counts for the loup garou is the mating.”
“Ninety-five? I thought the pack numbered one hundred.”
“One hundred and two counting Bernard and Adele’s twins. The four Enforcers here have already touched the mark, and since I bit you, that makes for ninety-five more touches because the babies don’t count.”
