Dinner with Mom

“Yes, so Rhett tells me you’re expecting dear,” said Janice.

“Yes, just about 8 weeks,” said Hazel then she went to the refrigerator and got the photos of the refrigerator and handed them to Janice. Janice twisted her mouth to the side and then handed them back to Hazel.

“So you’re not a Lycan, I take it,” said Janice.

“No madam. I’m not. I'm a witch,” Hazel said.

“Play nice mom. You’ve already been warned.”

“I’m simply asking a question Rhett,” said Janice.

“It’s alright my love really,” said Hazel.

“I just can’t imagine what you were thinking marrying a witch, Rhett really,” said Janice.

Rhett opened a can of beer then said, “Well you know how it is mom, Fate and all,” he said. He was getting more annoyed with his mother but he didn’t want to start yelling in front of Hazel. As long as she was handling herself alright he’d let it slide. If she could learn to deal with Janice, then he really didn’t have to worry about her with the rest of the pack.

“Right, fate. So what happens when these babies come out and can’t shift Rhett? Did you ever even consider that a possibility?”asked Janice.

That hit Hazel hard. Honestly, she didn’t consider it. She knew Rhett would be heartbroken if that happened. Her uncle Ben and cousin ELiza were part Lycan and couldn’t shift. Coupled with Hazel’s weak magical abilities, her children may be in grave danger here.

Rhett sensed his wife’s sudden uneasiness and brought her in close to him again. “If that happens mom, then we’ll deal with it.”

“Deal with it. Hmm, maybe it’s about time for your brother to take charge. I'm sure he could produce some suitable heirs.”

Brother? Rhett had never told Hazel about a brother. But, then again his family life isn’t picture perfect. After meeting Janice, she was sure he had his reasons.

“Not gonna happen,” Rhett said as he finished off his beer. “If that prick steps foot near my house, I’ll cut his fucking throat. You can pass that along.”

“He’s your brother Rhett,” said Janice.

“I don’t give a shit if he’s the goddamn Pope, if he comes near my wife, I’ll gut him like a fish.”

“Can’t handle the competition?” asked Janice.

Hazel assumed that Janice meant for pack leader, she didn’t...But, it set off Hazel’s bitch switch.

The thing about witches, particularly natural ones, is that pregnancy tends to arouse all sorts of dormant traits that they don’t normally enjoy. They can become quite indestructible. In addition to the latent psychic abilities bestowed on her from her mother and grandfather, her dear husband had blessed her with the blood of two alpha children. She was going to be an increasingly unpleasant presence shortly.

“You know, you’re in your son’s house, MY house. You should really have more respect for your alpha,” Hazel said as she arched her brow at Janice.

Janice replied, “I don’t need some witch telling me what I should do. I'm just looking out for the best interests of my pack.”

“Some witch,”said Hazel. “My love, your pack has elders I suspect?”

“Yep,” said Rhett, he could smell what she was cooking.

“Good. Well, Janice, this isn't your pack this is Rhett's pack and before you come over here disrespecting your son and alpha, you should really think about it next time and I’ll tell you why. I think you should go ask your elders about Daniel the Darke, my grandfather. Ask them about what he did. Ask them and then consider if you really want to fucking cross me. Now get the fuck out of my house,” said Hazel calmly.

“You bitch,” Janice said as she leaped towards Hazel. Before Rhett even had a chance to react, Hazel raised her hand and said some words in the old language, causing Janice to hit an invisible wall and go crashing to the floor with a yelp.

Hazel walked slowly around the kitchen island to where Janice lay.

The temperature inside the house suddenly increased, her hair swirled around her and a flame began to rise from her skin. A sound rose from her throat that sounded like two different voices were speaking through her. It said, “Don’t fucking try me. I swear next time I won’t be so nice. Now get out.”

Rhett grabbed his mother by the back of her shirt and drug her towards the door, grabbing her coat along the way then shoved her out the door.

He turned back towards his wife and watched her as she calmed down and the flames subsided. She gasped and stumbled backwards, causing Rhett to lunge forward to catch her.

"What the hell was that?" asked Rhett.

Hazel panted and said, "I don't know. That's never happened before. I don't know what came over me." Rhett steadied her and wiped the sweat from her brow.

"Jesus Hazel, are you ok baby?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I feel fantastic actually" she said.

"You should go to bed sweetheart."

Hazel's sudden rush of adrenaline from that confrontation had her ready to fight. But since that was no longer possible, she had other ideas. She looked her husband over and a smile came to her lips as she said, "Yes, I think I would like to go to bed Rhett." Then she stpped forward and kissed Rhett. He wrapped his arms around her and she put his hand over his dick and began to rub it through his pants. "Fuck me now."

He pulled away and said, "Baby I don't know if that's a good idea." She grabbed his shirt and pulled it until he leaned forward then in that strange voice, she said, "I said now Rhett." Then she wripped open his shirt, sending buttons flying through the air. Then she rubbed his bare chest, leaned in and looked in his eyes as she licked his nipple. He smiled down at her and she lightly nipped at it.

"I like my little bossy witch."

"Do you?" Hazel asked as she unzipped Rhett's pants.

"Yes ma'am."

"Then bend me over this counter and fuck me hard," she said panting.

"What's wrong with you Hazel?"

"Nothing's wrong with me Rhett. I feel fan-fucking-tastic," she said as she dropped to her knees and pulled down Rhett's pants. Then she grabbed his dick and licked up the underside of it while she looked at him. "I just need you," she said as she took him in her mouth.

Rhett grabbed the back of her head and pulled her away. "What do you say?"

"Please Rhett, please."

"Lay down sweetheart."

Hazel dropped to her rear then laid down. She writched around the floor like a cat in heat. She pulled her shirt off and her swollen breasts nearly poured out of her bra. Then Rhett kicked off his pants as Hazel shimmied out of hers. She looked up at him and smiled as he dropped between her legs andentered her in one thrust. She gasped and said, "Don't be gentle. I fucking promise you I can take it."

Rhett looked at her, she seemed possessed but he was liking it. Then he began pounding into her as she looked down between them and then glanced back at his face. "Oh yes, Rhett, just like that. Look at it."

Rhett looked down and saw his dick disappear and reappear from her pussy then looked back and grinned at her. Then he began pumping harder, his ass bouncing high in the air right before he slammed down into her.

It was hard. It was quick. And it was amazing.

They came at the same time and Rhett howled into the air like a proper wolf.

Rhett collapsed beside her on the floor and said, "Who can I get to piss you off next?"