"Goodnight," Eliza whispered as she kissed the sleepy Emerson and Esther on the foreheads. They had to be carried back from the buffet dinner and poured into the bed of the third suite, as they'd fallen asleep while stuffing themselves with food. Neither of them, nor Melashka, had been fed much while they were prisoners, so they were all eating as much as possible. It was funny that they'd joked about needing a bus to get back to Florida after rescuing people from the Black Tooth tribe, but now they had more than doubled their numbers and they hadn't even left the conclave yet. She took Kenzie by the hand and led her to her room where she promptly locked the door. They'd already said goodnight to the others and knew they wouldn't be disturbed for the rest of the night.

Which is just what they wanted... no... needed.

Once that door was locked, Kenzie launched herself at Eliza, wrapping her legs around the strong girl's waist and kissing her deeply. Eliza stumbled backwards momentarily, taken aback by the feverish kisses and Kenzie's tongue that was probing her mouth. She gave in to the passion, spinning around and carrying her lovely mate to the bed. Eliza gripped Kenzie's ass, making her whimper into her mouth as she crawled onto the bed, collapsing upon her as she stayed between her legs.

And then she remembered.

She almost had to tear her lips from Kenzie, and lean back panting. "Wait, wait!"

"No!" Kenzie demanded. "I need to know I'm yours! Mark me! Mate me! Don't let anyone take me from you!" Tears were streaming from her eyes as she tugged frantically at Eliza.

"Let me say one thing, then you can decide if you still want that, okay?" She was gasping for breath, but she'd never forgive herself if she marked Kenzie and then made her mate hate her because of her father.

Kenzie groaned, then nodded. "But make it fast, I want to feel your teeth, Eli!"

Eliza took a deep breath, then looked to the side, not wanting to see Kenzie's expression change. "When the pack came to Florida, chasing my mom, your dad was one of them. He... He killed my mom." Eliza closed her eyes at the sound of Kenzie's gasp, then kept talking. "I had to try to save her, so I jumped on him, and stabbed him in the throat with a silver knife, and I killed him. I killed your father. He's the one that gave me the scar above my eye."

Kenzie reached out and gently traced the three fine lines next to Eliza's eyes. "He did this to you?"

"Yeah. I think it was a reflex when he threw me off. But I'd already stuck him a bunch of times. I'm so sorry. I understand if you want to reject me again." A pit of despair was forming in her chest at the thought of losing Kenzie over this, but she was resigned to the possibility of it.

"Reject you?" she asked. "I tried that twice before and it never took. Knowing that you killed that pig of a father is the best thing that could have ever happened. Hell, it made my birthday even better! I get you as a mate, you killed the man that killed my real father, and you killed Rodney. Truly, once you mark me my day will be the best ever."

"What?" Eliza's eyes flew to Kenzie, who was gazing happily back up at her. "He killed your father?"

Kenzie nodded quickly as she leaned up and pecked Eliza on the lips. "You know, when your mom came back to get friends for the second trip to Florida, me and my mom were supposed to go with her. But my father, David, broke her leg, and then made me take care of her so we couldn't go. When they never came back, my mom was so happy. That was when she told me that he wasn't really my biological father. He'd challenged my real father to a duel when mom was pregnant with me, and my real dad was exhausted after taking care of my mom and her morning sickness. You've given me freedom, Eli, and I'm thrilled that you're my mate. Now, how about you fuck me silly and show you how you mark me?"

"That isn't how we played when we were younger," Eliza snickered while feeling her heart swell with happiness. This was not at all the reaction that she'd been dreading at all. When they had been children, they'd always played as though they were mates and pretended to bite one another to mark them. Sometimes they would even draw little marker doodles to make the game even more fun. But there was something else that Eliza knew that Kenzie didn't. "You know, my two moms, their marks are on the insides of their thighs. You can only see them when they are wearing their bikinis."

Kenzie looked confused for a moment. "On their inner thighs? How did they... oh my..." she blushed furiously, then bit her lower lip before looking up at Eliza with half lidded eyes. "You know, that does sound like a fun idea. I wouldn't mind giving you a little nibble there."

Eliza lowered herself onto her mate once more, capturing her lips with her own in a searing kiss. Their tongues tangled, making them both sigh happily as their bodies heated up in reaction to their passion. When they broke the kiss, Eliza almost growled with desire. "Trust me, love, nibbling isn't all I wanna do down there."

"Oh, Eli, believe me when I say I'll be doing things down there too!" Kenzie wiggled her eyebrows, making them both giggle. "Truly, I'm just so happy right now. You've made everything seem so much brighter in my future, The pack is going to be thrilled, though some of them might be an issue."

"Shhh... We can talk about that later. Those lips should be kissing me." Eliza put her words into action as she leaned in once more, letting her lips meet the soft and plump ones of Kenzie. The girls lost themselves to the pleasure. Both of their wolves were howling in happiness, as they knew that their mates would soon be bonded to one another for all time.

Their hands roamed, their bodies sang in delight as new wonders were explored, and they only broke to gasp for more air as their kisses became more feverish. Fingers slid under clothes, lifted them off and stroked the skin that was exposed. It wasn't long before both girls were in nothing but their underwear, and Kenzie was running her hands over Eliza's abs where the light bandages didn't cover them, while Eliza was fondling her glorious breasts. Each of them was in heaven, and they couldn't help but marvel at the body of their partner.

"Damn, Eli, where did you get these muscles?" Kenzie moaned as Eliza teased her nipples. "I fucking love them!" It was odd having been reunited after all this time and seeing the changes that they'd missed while they were apart. And yet, the changes in one another were exactly what they liked the most. Where Eliza had been practicing her combat and working on her fitness, Kenzie hadn't been allowed to train like that as the men in her pack didn't want the women to get skills like that and ended up with soft curves that had Eliza drooling.

"I guess we grew up a little different, because you got all the curves I crave," Elia replied while burying her face in the crook of Kenzie's neck. "I'm going to devour you, my love."

Kenzie moaned into her ear and lifted her hips up into Eliza as she got desperate for her touch. "Don't make me wait, Eli, please! Mark me so I know I'll always be yours!" Her legs were still wrapped around Kenzie's hips and all she wanted was to be one with her in every way.

This wasn't at all what Eliza had expected when it came to all the fantasies she had about her first night with a new mate. Realistically, this was already much further than she ever expected to get but knowing that her mate was Kenzie had changed everything for her. They may not have had a romantic relationship as kids, but they were best friends, and that level of familiarity coupled with Kenzie's happiness at not having to be with Rodney, and their wolves filling them with joy, had made everything move faster and faster. Yes, Eliza knew that there was a chance that any prospective mate might want to be marked quickly, but she had mostly expected some kisses while they got to know each other beforehand. Anything beyond that was too much to hope for.

But now? Now she was going to mark her mate first, and then she wanted to spend the rest of the night doing things to make her howl. "I got you, love. Let me get you situated." Seconds later, their shredded underwear was flying through the air and Eliza was spinning around and straddling Kenzie's face while dropping her face to kiss her inner thighs. Both young women were soaked, and the scent of their arousal was permeating the room, filling their nostrils with the glorious aroma.

There was a gleam in her eye and a grin on her face as she beheld the beautiful treasure nestled between Kenzie's thighs. The little blonde curls framed a dripping channel with puffy lips that she immediately started sucking the juices off. Kenzie let out a loud moan, even as she slid her own tongue through Eliza's bare slit as well. It didn't take long before both girls let out a string of whimpers, moans, and gasps of pleasure.

"Eli! Oh yes!" Kenzie moaned from between Eliza's thighs. "Fuck you taste so good! This feels amazing!" Like the rest of her, Kenzie's thighs were thick and muscular, and while her tongue was delving within Eliza's core, Kenzie's hands were gripping the legs encasing her head. She was truly in heaven, as being mated to Eliza was a dream that only two days ago, she couldn't have ever planned for. She'd been dreading what Rodney would do to her, but instead she was with the sweet friend she'd grown up with that had turned into a powerful warrior with muscles that made her weak in the knees.

Eliza chuckled low in her throat, as that was the best she could do while her tongue was too busy enjoying the sweet and salty goodness that was Kenzie's core to reply. But she was feeling her body respond to Kenzie's little tongue darting all over between her own legs, and both girls were hurtling towards orgasms that would provide the perfect time to mark one another. The melding of pleasure and pain was integral to the marking process and was a tradition among all lycanthropes. For all that Rodney and his ilk tried to force the pack's women to be their mates and 'mark' them, it was a false mark that was nothing but a scar, because they were never truly mates.

But for the girls, as the pleasure washed over them, and their bodies clenched as their climaxes washed over them, they knew it was real. Both Sybil and Cobium howled as they sank their canines into the thighs of their partner, joining them together for life. The marking and mating process was complete, but their pleasure for the night was just getting started. They had every intention of making love until the sun came up.