Never F*ck With Werewolves Book 2

*One Week Later*

Morgan sat across from Rachel in her and Elijah's home. Her sister was quiet, but her mouth hung open. "So…they've been playing you this entire time?" Morgan nodded her head. "And you're technically both their mate?" She nodded again. "And they want you to choose?"

Morgan rubbed her temples. "Yes, you got it."

Leaning forward, Rachel eyed her sister in suspense. "AND?! WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

Morgan huffed. "I mean, I was shocked! It was a lot to process, but I think overall I handled the situation well." Rachel narrowed her eyes at her.

"You jumped out the window, didn't you?"

"Like a damn Kangaroo." She laid back on the bed and groaned.

"No wonder you've been so quiet here. That really is a lot, Morg."

"I know, and I appreciate you not pressuring me. Sterling and Jordan have been linking me nonstop. I finally answered to tell them both I was okay and not to worry."

Rachel placed her hand on her shoulder. "You're going to have to talk to them eventually, Morgan."

She groaned again. "I know, but what am I going to say? I'm in love with them both, but I don't want them to be vulnerable because of me." Rachel glared at her.

"Stop."

"Wha—"

"You almost kicked Elijah in the head for being stupid, and now you're doing the same thing. Running is easy, Morgan, but when have we ever done anything easy? We couldn't even find human men; we had to turn into werewolves to find love." The sisters chuckled. "Seriously, you need to handle this the Morgan way, not the way anybody else wants you to. That way, whatever decision you make, you can be happy with it." Morgan wrapped her arms around her sister.

"You know you're the smartest person I know, right?" Rachel nudged her playfully.

"And you're the bravest."

~*~

Morgan showered and changed into her clothes in preparation for a day of lounging. As she walked down the stairs, the smell of leather and burning sandalwood hit her nose. She froze, seeing Sterling and Jordan standing in the doorway. She stared at both of them. "NOPE!"

Turning to run up the stairs, she heard her sister, "Morgan don't you dare."

Grumbling under her breath, she glared at her sister. "Et tu Brute?"

Both twins rubbed the backs of their necks, a look of clear embarrassment on their faces. It had only been a week, but seeing her now made it feel like a month.

*Why does she have to look so beautiful when I'm mad at her?* Jordan linked to Sterling.

*I was just thinking the same thing.*

Morgan stopped in her tracks. "I know you're both talking about me!"

They chuckled. "Well, we would talk to you, but you've been avoiding us."

She covered her mouth. "I have not."

Smirking, Jordan arched his brow. "So, you just conveniently fell ill and took a week off from work, Ms. Piece?" Morgan's face reddened. "And this illness was so severe that you had to move from Jordan's house and not disclose where you went?" Sterling's eyes danced in amusement at Morgan's pout.

"YOU DON'T KNOW MY LIFE!"

Jordan turned to Rachel. "Hey Rachel, do you think we could speak with our mate alone?"

Sizing them both up, she nodded her head. "Just remember, I like both of you and you both might technically be my Alphas, but I'll still kick you both in the throat if you hurt my sister."

Jordan wrenched his head back and Sterling covered his mouth. "Jesus, what the hell, psycho?"

She pointed at both of them, narrowing her eyes before leaving the room. Morgan awkwardly shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Seeing her clear discomfort, Jordan decided to take the lead.

"Listen, Morgan, we understand this is a lot to ask of you, and we're sorry."

"Yeah Little Red, we've been thinking and we both realized that we've had time to mull this over but we kinda just laid all of it on you."

Morgan scoffed. "You think?" Both twins flushed in embarrassment.

"We don't want you to be mad at us." Folding her arm across her chest, Morgan let out a small growl. "Well too damn bad! I'm pissed the hell off, and now seeing you, I'm even more pissed because you both look great and I've missed you, but I'm not supposed to say that because I'm mad."

"But technically you just—" Jordan nudged Sterling quiet. Walking down the steps, Morgan stood in front of them scowling.

"I missed you, Dummy One and Dummy Two."

"First off, rude, but we missed you too." The two embraced her, kissing her on both cheeks, one on each side.

Pulling herself from them, Morgan spoke, "One week." They both looked at her in confusion. "I want one week of uninterrupted time with both of you, and then I'll make my decision." Jordan arched his brow.

"What, exactly, would that entail?"

"Exactly what it sounds like. No calls, no work, no Alpha business. In fact, you can both swap Alpha duties. I want the full experience of spending time with you, like the bachelorette, and then I'll decide. If you both can't agree to my terms, then this is a no-go."

Jordan and Sterling mulled it over before they both nodded their heads. Morgan smiled.

"Good. Sterling, you're up first. I'll come to stay with you in three days. Besides, Rachel and Elijah go at it like rabbits and I certainly won't miss that."

Sterling closed his eyes and lifted his head to the sky. "Please…dear Lord…"

Morgan chuckled. "Sorry." Turning to Jordan, she eyed him up and down. "That gives you ten days to get your affairs in order, workaholic." She bit the side of her lip.

"That reminds me, Boss…um, I'll be sick again in about three days and it'll last for two weeks."

~*~

*Three days later*

Morgan stood outside of Sterling's home and took a deep breath. Before she could knock, he opened the door. Wearing his usual wicked smile, he pulled her into his arms.

"Little Red," he said, picking her up and spinning her around. She'd missed the way he made her laugh and how special he always made her feel. Leaning down, Morgan kissed him on the lips. Not breaking their kiss, he backed up into the house. Finally putting her down, he stared at her before pulling her in his arms again.

"God, I missed you," he said into her hair. A small lump form in her throat.

"I missed you too, Mad Jester." She could feel his chest vibrate from laughter.

"Okay, so I had an idea."

Looking up at him, she tilted her head. "Uh oh."

Eyes twinkling, he raised his hand. "Nothing crazy, I promise." He pointed to a medium-sized, sparkly red box sitting on the table, wrapped with a green bow. He smiled as she walked over to it. "Since Christmas is coming up, I figured you would appreciate the effort."

Giddy, Morgan ripped the top of the box off and pulled out the first thing she found inside. She eyed him. "A Hello Kitty doll?"

He nodded his head, urging her to pull the next item from the box. Taking out a mini tea set, she stared at him in confusion.

"One more thing," he said, folding his hands to his chest.

Reaching into the box once again, she pulled out a Sailor Moon moon stick. "I give up." Sterling walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Breathing into her ear, he whispered, "Little Red, will you go to Tokyo with me?"

*Tokyo, Japan*

Standing in red boots, a short blue skirt, and long yellow pigtails, Morgan adjusted the large red bow on the front of her shirt. "Are you almost ready?" she called to Sterling excitedly. She couldn't wait to get to the Shining Moon to see the live show. Emerging from the bathroom, Sterling placed the white mask on his face.

"You know, Morgan..." He said her name like a growl. "I find myself conflicted. On one hand, I want to rip that little blue skirt off you, and on the other…I feel slighted." He folded his arms against his chest. "Why do you get to be Sailor Moon? Who said I didn't want to be Usagi?"

Morgan rolled her eyes. "Oh please. That's like saying you want to be Beyonce if we dress up like Destiny Child." He narrowed his eyes.

"Are you saying I'm not Beyonce?"

"Sir, you're not even Kelly." Uncontrollable laughter filled the room.

"You are so coldblooded. You're lucky Tuxedo Mask is such a bad dude." Reaching behind his back, he pulled out a long-stemmed red rose and handed it to her. "Ready to go, beautiful?"

Kissing him on the lips, she jumped up and down in excitement, causing him to laugh once more.

~*~

After visiting the Sailor Moon store and buying everything that Morgan could fit in her and Sterling's hands, the two quickly dropped the items off and made their way to a Sumo practice viewing.

Upon entering, Morgan whispered, "I thought this was only allowed during certain times of the year?"

He smiled and nodded. "I have a few friends who were gracious enough to allow us in for a private viewing." Her mouth dropped. When she initially suggested that they spend the week together, Morgan had imagined dinner, late-night movies, and hot chocolate, yet here she was in Japan. Quietly, the two stood in awe, making sure not to lean against the wall or do anything else that might be considered offensive.

Morgan could hardly contain her excitement as she watched the large men practice. Though sometimes gruesome to watch, she couldn't help but feel honored to be a part of such an amazing experience. She looked up at Sterling, whose eyes seemed to dance; he was clearly enjoying himself as well. Secretly bumping each other with their hips, the two relished what felt like a true once-in-a-lifetime experience.

"THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!" Morgan screamed once they left the training rooms.

Sterling laughed. "I might have to try a few of those moves on you later." Her face flushed as he kissed the top of her head. "How about we head back to the hotel for a little downtime?"

Morgan nodded her head in relief. "Please, I didn't wanna say anything, but I could go for a really long nap."

Back at the hotel, Sterling made Morgan close her eyes. She could hear a bit of commotion, and then finally he spoke, "Okay Little Red, you can open them."

Morgan opened her eyes to see all types of delicacies. Some local customs and some that she immediately recognized from home. Sterling scratched the back of his neck. "I figured you might be hungry again, but I didn't know what you might want." Her eyes widened as she scanned all the food. "I might have gone a bit overboard."

She laughed, pinching his side. "You know how I feel about food."

As the hotel staff set up the food, Sterling had a brilliant idea. "What if we sat on our knees? You know, Seiza?"

Morgan scrunched her face up. "I don't know if that's a good idea."

Sterling tried his best, continuously groaning in pain as Morgan watched, trying her hardest to stifle her laugh.

"What if you cross your legs?" she suggested. Sterling pointed his finger into the air before trying the new position. His large frame looked awkward, and for the life of him, he couldn't get his legs to bend the right way. The older female staff member whispered to the younger male one, catching Morgan's attention.

Leaning over, she whispered, "What did she say?"

With an embarrassed expression, he whispered back, "Loosely translated? Mountains aren't meant to fold like origami."

~*~

"I feel like a bad bitch," Sterling grumbled under his breath, causing Morgan to choke on her laughter. After failing to maintain the other sitting positions, he'd opted to place his legs to the side.

"Well, technically I think I'm supposed to sit like that," Morgan said, sitting perfect Seiza. He glared at her, and she looked to the ceiling smirking.

"Okay, I'm vetoing this," he said standing. Now a bit more comfortable, the two fell into silence.

"What's on your mind, Little Red?" Morgan bit the side of her lip.

"Be honest, on a scale of one to ten, how has it been to have Jordan back in your life?"

Sterling looked momentarily stunned, before scrunching up his face. "Honestly? Probably a twenty. He's legit my best friend." He shoved food in his mouth. "I never thought he would forgive me for abandoning him the way I did." Morgan watched as a bit of sadness wash over his eyes, then quickly his normal expression returned.

"Why'd you ask me that?"

"It just seems like you guys have gotten a little closer. Makes me wonder what's going to happen when you break your bond."

"Well, for one, I won't be leaving Dark Moon again. That's for certain. Even if you didn't choose me, I'd never leave my brother or you." He nudged her smiling. "You mean a lot to me, Morgan, but I won't lie and say a part of me wouldn't be okay if you chose Jordan. He's responsible, smart, and he had my back whenever people made fun of me for being an irrational hothead."

Morgan absorbed the words, loving the way he spoke about his brother. Deciding they'd rather stay in for the night, the two cuddled up and enjoyed a bit of television.

~*~

Morgan and Sterling spent an amazing week in Tokyo, partaking in as much as they could. Including an authentic tea experience, digital museums, long walks down trails, Piss Alley (the name alone making them laugh uncontrollably), arcade games, and dance competitions, including a not-so-proud moment where Sterling let his competitive side rear its ugly head.

While dancing against Morgan, he found himself challenged by a little child. Wanting to be the responsible adult, he let the child win only to be told, "Gramps, get lost."

Sterling incredulously looked around before saying, "Is Jordan here?" Which caused Morgan to slap his side. The child glared at him.

"I don't know a Jordan. Now get your old behind off this machine."

There are times in which a person should always be responsible, and then there are times in what Sterling likes to call the "grey area." Leaning in close, he growled at the child, "Alright. Listen, you little shit, let's go again." The end result was Sterling whopping the child's ass so badly he cried while Morgan cheered at his victory.

They spent nights at the robot bar, doing the robot and making love when they returned to the hotel. Morgan found herself on an incredible high, not wanting to ever leave.

On their last night, Morgan sat on the bed, waiting for Sterling.

"Now what is this surprise, Mad Jester?" she joked.

Coming from the bathroom, Sterling held something behind his back. "I thought since tonight was our last night, I would show you the latest toy I made."

Laughing, she opened her hands, placing them in front of her. Wearing his usual wicked grin, he placed the item on her palms. She tilted her head, staring at it, her lips parting when she realized what it was.

"Is this a vibrator?"

His eyes twinkled. "Not exactly…I told you I made toys, you just never asked what kind."

Morgan could do nothing but stare. Looking at the smooth texture of the black and red device, she felt her wolf's ears perk up.

"This is an Electro Play Wand. It uses a very mild current of electricity on your vagina." His eyes glowed yellow, and Morgan's throat dried up. "It stimulates the nerve endings, causing a range of sensations while making your muscles involuntarily clench.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Morgan slowly nodded her head yes. She would have never expected this from Sterling. Jordan, yes, but certainly not her Mad Jester.

As if he read her thoughts, he smirked. "Little Red, believe me, I'm nowhere near the sadist my brother is, but I do create everything he uses, which is why I know that you will find this quite enjoyable."

Sterling hit the button on the wand, and Morgan heard a small crackle. Separating her legs, he lightly flicked the wand on the outside of her pants. The simple connection sent a small shockwave straight through, causing Morgan to jump in excitement. Her eyes turned bright blue, signaling to Sterling he'd done something her wolf liked. Temporarily shutting off the wand, he extended his hand for her to take. Eyes locked, Sterling unbuttoned her pants, instructing her to pull them the rest of the way.

He wasn't as assertive as her sexual sadist, but Morgan still found herself enjoying the change of pace. Bending down, Sterling tugged the jeans from her frame and placed one of her legs on his shoulders. He tore her underwear off and his tongue dove straight into her center, making Morgan's legs buckle. Pleasuring her, he made her stand up straight. Reaching over, Sterling grabbed the toy. Morgan closed her eyes, enjoying his tongue. When she felt a shock straight to her clitoris, she orgasmed immediately.

Panting, she groaned deeply as Sterling replaced the wand with his tongue. Having hardly recovered from the first orgasm, the current still coursed through her body. As her body convulsed, he yet again shocked her between her thighs.

"Oh!" she screamed, biting her lip as Sterling licked her again, enjoying the taste of her orgasm. Unable to take it anymore, she grabbed him, forcing him up to her mouth. Smiling, Sterling shocked her two more times. Using one hand to place her onto the bed, he lifted one of her legs and entered her. The electricity of the ward hit them both at the same time, making his manhood throb inside her. Morgan felt dizzy, her entire body responding to every thrust. Still reeling from the orgasms, she pushed at his chest, and Sterling repositioned, allowing her to be on top.

Sweat glistening on her body, and he ran his hands down from her breasts to her stomach. The friction of her hips grinding into his manhood forced him to clench his teeth.

"I want you to cum with me…" she moaned out, her words like a siren song to his ears. Increasing her tempo, Morgan alternated between grinding and bouncing.

"Shit, Morgan..." Sterling groaned out, feeling himself get close. Leaning down, she pressed her lips to his, her legs shaking as they both climaxed together. Morgan collapsed onto his chest, and Sterling stroked her hair.

"You better not tell anybody you made my toes curl. I'm a grown man. I can't have that getting out into the world."

She laughed, causing him to laugh too before he placed his head on top of hers. He whispered, just loud enough for it to be heard. "I really love you, Little Red. My heart will always belong to you."