Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Palming the back of her head, Bracken watched through heavy-lidded eyes as, tilting her head, she licked and nibbled her way up one side of his cock. Her gaze flicked to his, dark with heat, and he felt that look in his balls. And then she deepthroated him. “Jesus, baby.” He sifted his fingers through her hair as she sucked hard. “You look so fucking hot right now. Eyes all glazed over, face flushed, cheeks hollowed, swollen lips wrapped tight around my cock.”
She swallowed around him, and Bracken spit out a harsh curse. He could feel the telling tingle in the base of his spine, knew he was close. “Make yourself come, Madisyn. I want you to come with me.” Her hand disappeared, and then she moaned loud around his cock. “Fuck yeah, baby, that’s it.”
Groaning, she frantically sucked, bopping her head up and down. Knowing what would throw her over the edge, he tangled his fingers in her hair and tugged. She hissed at the sharp pain, but then she was coming. Bracken pumped his hips, fucking her mouth in hard, feral digs. “Swallow it, Madisyn.” A blinding pleasure rushed through him from head to toe and seemed to shoot right out of his cock as he exploded into his mate’s mouth.
Totally sated, Bracken let his eyes drift shut. Panting, he lay there until he felt Madisyn collapse on the mattress beside him. Bracken blew out a breath. “Well . . . that told me, didn’t it?”
She chuckled. “Yeah, I guess it did.”
He rolled onto his side and kissed her shoulder. “I think we should begin all our Saturday mornings that way.” At her snort of amusement, he smiled. “Hey, every couple should have their own traditions.”
“Hmm,” she responded, still limp.
“What time does Jaime’s baby shower start?” he asked, referring to the Phoenix Pack’s Beta female.
“It’s not until three. Oh, and you’re not coming.”
He frowned. “Why not?”
“Because Jaime only invited the females.” The Beta was fed up with her mate fussing over her like she was an invalid, so she’d banned Dante and the other males from attending. As Madisyn was no fan of fuss, she totally understood.
“I can still go with you and just stay in the kitchen or something.”
She snorted. “You would not stay clear. You would think up a very good reason to come speak to me, which would encourage Dante to do the same to Jaime.”
Unable to deny that, he rolled onto his back.
“Don’t brood. I’ll be fine, Bracken.”
Looking at her, he brushed her hair away from her face. “I don’t like being away from you.”
“It’s just a few hours.”
Yeah, but any number of things could happen during that time. And honestly, his world turned dark when she wasn’t around him. He couldn’t explain it properly. She made him feel sparks of emotion that reminded him he was alive. When she wasn’t there, that familiar feeling of emptiness began to creep up on him. If he told her that, she’d stay without a doubt. But that wasn’t fair to her, was it?
“I won’t insist on coming,” he said. “However, I’ll drop you there and pick you up when it’s over. That’s the deal.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine.”
“Good girl.” With one last kiss to her shoulder, he got up and headed into the bathroom. He heard her phone ringing as he did his business, but the call itself was short and sweet, because by the time he returned to the bedroom, she was frowning down at her phone.
“Everything all right?” he asked.
She looked up at him. “Yeah. I just wasn’t expecting that call.”
“Who was it?”
“Vinnie Devereaux.”
Recognizing the name, Bracken stilled. “And just why does the Alpha of the Olympus Pride have your cell number?”
“Huh. Funny story.”
Standing outside the antique shop that belonged to the Olympus Pride, Madisyn felt a smile curve her mouth. It had been a while since she’d last visited, though she hadn’t been out of touch with the cats. They were an odd bunch, but that was part of why she and her cat liked them so much.
She’d been seventeen when she’d bumped into an older female from the pride. Ingrid, the Alpha male’s mother, had at first been curious to know if another pallas pride had moved to California without her knowledge. Upon hearing that Madisyn was a lone shifter, Ingrid hadn’t sneered at her. Instead, she’d invited her to come meet her pride, which had been happy to see another of their kind—probably because they were so rare that few ever came into contact with outsiders.
The Alpha, Vinnie—who had amazingly managed to survive the loss of his mate eight years ago—hadn’t offered Madisyn a place in his pride, but he had made it clear that she was under his protection and that she should call on him if she ever needed him. Ingrid had kept in touch with Madisyn and often donated things to the shelter. The woman also invited her to pride gatherings, some of which Madisyn had attended because it was nice to be around her own kind.