Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 20835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
My entire body pulsated as I cried out, desire pooling out of me and onto him. He stiffened, moaning as I felt him erupt inside me, eliciting another orgasm that shook me to my core.
I could barely keep my eyes open and wanted nothing more than to roll over and go to sleep. I might have even passed out as I felt Artemis’s large body shift off the bed and the sound of water trickling somewhere near me. But before I could drift off to slumber, I was gently carried off the bed and placed in a large, clawfoot tub, the scent of lavender surrounding me.
Slowly, the water shifted as Artemis climbed in behind me, letting me rest my head against his sweaty chest.
“Thought you might want to clean up before bed. Are you sore at all?” he asked, drawing lazy circles with a washcloth down my belly.
“Not yet. But it’ll be worth it if I am because that was amazing,” I sighed, leaning against him.
Even though it was my first time, I wasn’t lying. It was the best I’d ever felt. Yet I wasn’t going to admit it out loud, something did feel like it was missing. Like one last piece of the sexual puzzle.
Instead of voicing that, I just let him clean me up before drying off my weary body and placing me back into the large bed. He pulled back the covers and slowly slid in next to me, the hard lines of his body molding to mine. I knew it would be the best sleep I ever had because I was finally home.
9
ARTEMIS
Waking up with my fated mate’s vanilla scent in my lungs and her perfect body pressed against mine was more than I could have ever dreamed. Being around my packmates building their families with their women, I wondered if I’d ever have that. I was so fucking relieved that I’d never have to worry about that again, but she was worth all the agony and doubt.
I would’ve waited a thousand years to find Marielle. She was perfect for me.
My arms tightened around her, and she let out the cutest little snore. Studying her face, I wondered if I’d been too rough with her last night by taking her so many times. They were faint purple smudges beneath her eyes, and her pussy had been a little red and puffy when I ate her out before the last round. It’d been the only reason I hadn’t taken her again when I woke up a few hours ago. Not wanting to run the risk of hurting my mate, I cuddled her sweet body against me and fell back asleep.
There was no way that was going to happen again since I was wide awake now, so I carefully pulled my arm out from under Marielle and tucked the blanket around her before sliding out of bed. Then I padded into the bathroom to take a piss and clean up before heading into the kitchen.
We had devoured the pizza we made between our first and second rounds of sex, but I figured my mate would wake up hungry after the workout I had given her. With my healthy appetite, I kept the kitchen well stocked even though I stayed in my cave more often than the cabin. Although that might change if my mate was more comfortable here. Whatever Marielle wanted, I planned to make sure she got it, starting with some much-needed pampering this morning, including breakfast in bed.
Marielle’s entire world would change because she was mine. I was determined to do everything in my power to make sure she never had a reason to regret accepting me so easily.
The smile she beamed at me when I returned to the bedroom with a plate of French toast in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other was all the reward I needed.
“I thought I smelled something yummy.” I set the plate on the bedside table and groaned when she licked her plump lips. “How did you know that I loved French toast?”
“Just a good guess,” I replied, claiming her mouth in a deep kiss that left both of us breathless before I took a sip of coffee.
“Hey, I thought that was for me,” she grumbled, snatching the mug from my hand. Her nose wrinkled as she sniffed it. “Dang, you made it strong and without any hint of cream or sugar.”
“I wasn’t sure how you took it.” Jerking my chin toward the plate, I added, “Leave it for me on the table while you eat your breakfast. I’ll go grab you a new cup.”
“You better be careful of spoiling me,” she warned with a grin.
Pausing in the doorway, I glanced over my shoulder at her and winked. “Why would I be careful when that’s my plan?”