Guardian Wolf Ch. 05

His lust now sated, James gently removed his mate from his deflating cock and pried her hands from the bar. He picked her up and kissed her tenderly as he moved them both under the forgotten water to wash. Rachel looked dreamily at her man, her mate, her all. James returned a look of pure love and devotion. They continued to kiss as James sought out the errant bottle of body wash beneath the shower head and cursed loudly when he dropped the thing on his left foot. This caused both to look at each other and giggle as the feel-good endorphins continued to course through their bodies. All was right in their world at this moment and nothing could ruin it for them.

James and Rachel quickly showered together, then exited arm in arm. They spent precious minutes drying and caressing as they sought to reaffirm their bond with each other. James helped his tiny mate into the complimentary bathrobe provided then donned his own. They exited through a wall of steam into the coolness of the adjoining room. James allowed Rachel to ascend the stairs first so he could enjoy the vision that was her round bottom as it wiggled beneath the white terry cloth.

Upon reaching the top of the stairs, they noticed that the valet had come and left. Appreciating not being disturbed during coitus, James reminded himself to leave the valet a healthy gratuity upon checkout tomorrow morning. A mobile clothing wrack stood at the foot of their bed with four garment bags hanging neatly awaiting their owners. A hand written note was pinned to the bag closest to James. He unpinned the note and chuckled at the message his cousin had left for them:

Dear James and Rachel Wolfe,

Congratulations! You have set a new hotel record for most complaints in a single evening. The current record now stands at fifty-one, beating out the old record of forty-three set on June 26th, 1996 by Mötley Crüe. From everyone at the Wolfe Head Tower's please extend the other guests some courtesy and keep your 'activities' below a dull roar. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Octavian Wolfe

General Manager

p.s. Nice One!

James continued to chuckle as he handed the note to his mate, "Look honey, we're famous!"

Rachel laughed out loud as she read the message. She turned to James and commented, "Fifty-one is all we could get? I thought after a performance like that we would at least break a hundred."

"You have to remember babe this is their off-season; the hotel is not even half full. If it was during the peak of summer I bet we could easily crush our own record," James said with a grin.

"Do you think Gus would let us go for it this summer?" Rachel asked with a grin.

"I doubt it," James said kissing his mate, "it would only encourage other members of our family to try and break our record. Our family is very competitive and I think if word got out we held the current record, there would be a rush to see who could break the most noise ordinances in the city! I don't think Gus would appreciate all of us driving away most of his regular business."

"Okay, but the night is still young and after the shower you have left me hungry for more. I want another go at that record; you better not disappoint me lover," Rachel said as she pushed a finger into James's chest.

"You can bet your sweet ass on it," James said as he gave his mate a smoldering kiss that made her go weak at the knees.

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James busied himself preparing for the remainder of the evening. After quickly cataloging everything sent by the valet, James handed Rachel a complete makeup bag with all her necessary hair accessories and toiletries. While Rachel busied herself with her makeup and hair in the bathroom, James quickly laid her clothing and everything needed to ensure an unforgettable evening out on the bed. He knew he owed Night Wind a sincere thank you and some special amenities after tonight. The master elfin tailor had made a second evening dress that out shown the silver dress she wore yesterday; a flawless black elfin silk dress with a braid of pure dwarf gold lined the slit that ran nearly the entire length of the dress.

With this dress and the jewelry his mother had specifically hand selected from the Wolfe family collection, Rachel would turn heads and keep every man within a five mile radius hard for the remainder of the evening. That was of course until Rachel walked out of the bathroom naked and his cock became painfully erect; he immediately amended the range of aroused males to fifteen miles. His mate had walked into the bathroom not thirty minutes ago; now, a goddess emerged. Rachel's hair framed her face perfectly as it fell about her shoulders in silky ringlets. Her makeup was masterfully applied with just enough pressure to appear sultry but not slutty. Her eye shadow was a mixture of green and gold that seemed to make her eyes sparkle amidst her heavenly tresses.

"Oh sweet merciful goddess in Heaven," James whispered as he beheld a vision.

"I see my appearance is getting a standing ovation," Rachel giggled as she caressed James's erection through his boxer shorts. James nearly creamed himself then and there.

"Stop that or you don't get the rest of your surprise!" James barked, quickly reprimanding his mate before he lost all control and took her there on the bedroom floor. Rachel immediately let go of his cock and pouted like a scolded child; she disliked not having access to her favorite toy.

Putting the moment behind them James moved to the large black case with his family crest. He opened the case then released a secret catch hidden in the lining; an audible click was heard as James removed a tray of his mother's most prized jewelry from a secret compartment. Inside the tray was a thirty carat diamond and emerald necklace that had been in his family for the last three hundred years; a matching set of earrings completed the ensemble. He quickly turned to show Rachel her accents for the evening. The flawless jewelry sparkled in the light and caught her attention immediately.

"Oh James," Rachel gasped, "They're gorgeous!"

"My mother wanted us to look our best tonight for our celebratory dinner and insisted that you wear some of the family jewels. These originally belonged to my great, great grandmother Marta; they were a gift from King Charles the XII of Sweden shortly before his death in 1718. My great, great grandfather Henrik was one of Charles's favorite Barons. They brought these with them when they emigrated here in the early 19th century. With this babe you will make every woman jealous and every man wishing he were me," James said with a broad smile.

Rachel turned around and held her hair as James placed the flawless necklace around her equally flawless neck. He couldn't resist kissing and caressing her skin as he secured the ornate clasp. He handed the large earrings to Rachel and she placed them reverently in her ears. James smile widened. The look of his mate standing there in all her nude glory wearing nothing but a smile and priceless family heirlooms was doing magical things for his libido. A swarm of erotic imagery swam through his head as he imagined several things he would like to be doing to his mate right now.

"Stop that! I'm starving James and if you keep transmitting all those deliciously, naughty ideas through your mind we will never leave this suite," Rachel scolded him with a wicked smile crossing her lips, "besides, I can't go to the restaurant like this. I need something more to wear than just a smile."

"No! I mean...I know. Come here. I have something...um...special...to show you," James said trying hard to clear his mind of erotic images that refused to leave his consciousness.

Rachel came forward warily, wondering just what her perverted husband had in store for her. James quickly returned to the case and removed specific items. He turned towards Rachel to display his new toys.

"These are my newest inventions. I'm sure my mom mentioned I designed some rather...um...unique things for the company to sell. It is a wireless vibrator with a programmable 16KB microcontroller similar to the ATMega169 with an additional 128MB solid state flash memory cache. The dual channel wireless interface has a range up to 500 feet...four times the distance of my first prototype. It has a mini-USB adapter that I can program with up to 64 customizable settings or specific sequence routines. My mother played with the original prototype and she said it knocked her socks off. This baby will not only knock your socks off but it will fold and reorganize the sock drawer. I call it the Wi-Vibe 2.ooooh!" James said beaming with pride.

Rachel simply looked at him with a glazed look. She had understood approximately twenty-five percent of what he just said. James rolled his eyes. He always hated when what he said went right over peoples' heads. Too much geek and not enough speak.

"This thing will give you an orgasm that will make what we just did in the shower seem like nothing. I have been waiting patiently for the last two months to test this thing out with you. And guess what? Tonight you are my adorable little guinea pig," James said with a mischievous grin.

Understanding hit Rachel like a ton of bricks. Her eyes got extremely large as she realized what James was implying. He expected her to wear those things tonight, at the restaurant.

"Don't you dare, James! I am not going to be your slutty little test subject tonight; not when we are going to an exclusive restaurant with me wearing millions of dollars worth in priceless jewelry. So just put it out of your head!" Rachel said catching her breath as James came to tower over her.

"Oh you will wear them my mutinous little mate or I swear to Mother Luna I will tie you to that bed and torture your sweet little pussy and ASS until you beg me to give you an orgasm. I will make you so desperate and hot for release you will literally melt through the mattress! Do we have an understanding my little sex slave?" James said in his most commanding voice.

Rachel could do nothing but nod weakly. God he was so sexy when he went full Alpha on her. Besides, he said this thing would rock her world. And it would only be for a while during dinner. It wasn't like she would have to wear it for the entire evening. Plus it wasn't like it was a full size dildo or vibrator; the thing was barely bigger than the little pocket vibrator she had at home. James felt her acquiescence and quickly moved back to the case to retrieve a bottle of lubrication.

"Bend over," James commanded.

Rachel reluctantly complied as she turned around and bent at the waist. James proceeded to lube his finger and dropped a generous amount onto her puckered hole. She tensed as she prepared herself for the first thing to penetrate her bottom besides his finger. James gingerly lubed her backdoor with first one finger then, after a couple minutes of massaging, added a second finger to her delicious butthole. Rachel was beginning to enjoy the alien sensations she was experiencing when she felt James's fingers vacate only to be replaced with the hard, cylindrical vibrator. Rachel couldn't believe it. For the love of Luna she had a vibrator in her ASS! The perversity of it all was enough to have her juices flowing down her leg. Her pussy was humming of its own accord as she anticipated a second unit to join its rectal compatriot in her pussy. James proceeded to lube the second unit superfluously before he inserted the vibrator into her moist hole.

Now stuffed with two foreign devices of perversity, one of which she would never imagine having in her ass in a million years, Rachel straightened up for James's inspection and approval. The look on James's face made Rachel laugh out loud. He looked like the proverbial kid in the candy store; only this kid had a key and unfettered access to as much candy as he could handle. His eyes were wide and his fingers trembled slightly as he steeled himself to continue. James was uncertain if he could go through with his plan. In his mind he never got past the insertion. He was afraid she would turn down the one in her ass. Finding the nerve to continue he produced a small black box that resembled an oversized pack of cigarettes.

"This is the relay module. It receives and translates the instructions sent to it from the remote. It then forwards the commands to the units themselves. This has to remain relatively close to you; it has a limited range of about fifty feet. Outside of that, the control module loses contact with the vibrators. I've already preprogrammed this relay module with some custom sequences. I can increase the intensity and speed at will using this remote," James said holding up a device that resembled a large keyless entry dongle.

"I'm going to turn both units on, one at a time, on the lowest setting to get a baseline. The sensations may take a little getting used to babe," James said as he powered on the device.

Rachel jumped slightly as she felt the vibrator in her ass power on. It was a strange but not unpleasant sensation. The gentle vibrating began to feel good as it massaged and teased the nerve endings of her sphincter. A moment later its twin in her pussy began to whir in harmony. The dual sensation of double penetration was teasing Rachel to new heights of ecstasy. Her body began to move gently with the motions of the vibrators, seeking to gain further friction against the foreign invaders. She closed her eyes and began to clench and unclench her vaginal walls in concentration as she sought to elevate the erotic feelings welling inside her. But just as she was feeling an inkling of an orgasm, the vibrations stopped.

Rachel's eyes shot open and glared reprovingly at her mate. James simply smiled and winked as he retrieved a black lace thong for her to slip into. She had to adjust her gait as she moved towards the proffered panties. James knelt and helped Rachel into the tiny piece of what some may call underwear. Afterwards James produced a pair of black, thigh high stockings. She had never worn stockings before and was curious as to why James insisted she wear them.

"Mom said it would make your legs look killer and go nicely with the dress. I'm sticking with her advice," James said as he again helped his mate on with her clothes.

Satisfied of her attire James stood to admire his handy work. He regretted instantly looking upon his ravishing mate; his mind was immediately flooded with scenes of them coupling in a myriad of positions in her new 'outfit'. Shaking his head to clear his mind of every last lascivious image, James walked over to the bed and picked up the dress specially designed for Rachel. Her eyes widened in awe and approval as James beckoned her forward with a finger. His sultry goddess came slinking towards him and stopped at his muscled form. He knelt down and guided first one and then the second hosed leg into the elfin masterpiece of fashion. The silk felt magnificent against Rachel's skin. James was right about the dress. The jewelry was exquisite and valued beyond measure, but it was the dress that made the woman. And with this masterpiece of silken art she would be turning heads all night long. The final touch was a pair of black Ferragamo Stiletto heels. James stood to admire his bride in all her finery. She resembled the finest wrapped present imaginable. Of course James knew the best thing about presents was opening up to find out what was inside.

"Okay big boy, now it's your turn," Rachel said as she turned from admiring her reflection in the mirror.

James only smiled and went to the first garment bag to reveal a custom fit Armani tuxedo. He quickly donned the suit and turned to Rachel for her approval. She whistled lowly and gave her mate a smoldering look of approval. Her man definitely knew how to dress up when he wanted to. James talked about her turning heads. She would need a large stick to fight off all the dirty bitches that would want a piece of her man. James moved back to the family case and removed smaller box from the secret compartment. Inside was a pair of emerald cufflinks and a matching tie pin.

"Another small token of appreciation from Charles XII," James said as he affixed the final touches to his eveningwear.

The suite phone rang softly next to the master bed a moment later. James picked up to answer a call he was expecting from the concierge. The limousine was downstairs and ready to take them to the restaurant at their convenience. James thanked the man and said they would be down shortly. He quickly went to the two remaining garment bags and removed a black dress overcoat for himself complete with a white scarf and a matching white and black mink shawl for Rachel. He wrapped the shawl lovingly around her lithe body and then donned his own; they were ready for the town. Grabbing a bag he packed for the night, James led Rachel down the stairs and to the lobby. A white stretch limousine was waiting for them to take them to the restaurant.

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Rachel looked on in awe at the white limousine that now waited for them as they crossed the lobby of the hotel. Already Rachel could feel the hungry stares of every male in the hotel as they perused her in all her finery, secretly undressing Rachel to reveal the naked flesh beneath. Before yesterday she would never have imagined the luxury she now found herself in. The Wolfe's had always treated her parents well and paid them handsomely and she was rarely without, but she never dreamt to be wearing such objects that now caressed her creamy skin. In a single breath she was both elated and terrified for the evening. She was overjoyed to be treated so royally and in the company of her gorgeous mate and chaperone. But she was also terrified for the welfare of the jewelry she was now entrusted with. To be custodian of such finery and family history made her heart beat faster in a self induced bout of anxiety. James took note of her mild hysteria and spoke soothingly in Rachel's mind.

Rachel... sweetheart...relax. My mother would not entrust her jewelry to just anyone. She knows it is in good hands. Besides if anyone even moves to lay a hand on my mate or her belongings I will relieve the bastard of his hand and relocate it up his ass. No one steals from a Wolfe without facing the direst of consequences. But fearing the worst, the jewelry is just pieces of rock. They are only things and are replaceable. You are not. I would gladly relinquish my wealth to secure your safety. You are paramount above all our Earthly possessions. Besides...I dare the assholes that have the balls to steal from two Lycan on their honeymoon; those who are foolhardy enough to attempt such lunacy will quickly find themselves missing genitalia.

I know it is foolish to really worry but I'm not used to wearing such things. Give me a while to adjust to having the damn things on me and I will be just fine. I worry more about disappointing Maggie than anything. Don't worry though. If someone tries to steal these from me tonight, we will have to fight over who sticks their severed hand up the shithead's asshole. I'm more excited and nervous than I can remember in my entire life; no one should even consider fucking with me.

James had to chuckle at his wife's ultimatum to their fictitious bandits. He had little doubt Rachel would fight tooth and nail to protect what she considered hers. It was a trait most desired in Alpha females. Not to mention the thought of her fighting off attackers got his motor revving something fierce.

"Pervert!" Rachel admonished James, "the thought of me kicking ass gets you hot?!"

"Hell yeah it does! The only thing hotter would be you fighting over me with another female. Throw both of you nude in a pool of mud and I am happy as a clam," James said.

"You are such a male," Rachel said with a shake of her head as she stepped through the open door of the limousine.