Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 62077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
“I don’t want to think of him anymore.” She bit her lip. “As for us, if I had it to do over, I would’ve given you my number that night at Cody’s,” she said, kindling warmth in my chest. “Or told you when I found out I was pregnant.” She ducked her head. “It was… disrespectful, especially knowing now how you feel about family. You, personally, and shifters in general. I’m not used to parents really wanting their kids.”
“Sugar,” I said with a sigh, my thumb stroking her cheek again.
“You took that revelation a lot more gracefully than I took yours. I’m sorry, too.”
I closed my eyes. “I’ve killed people. You saw it. That will never go away.”
She looked to me with sad eyes. “Your mom said your job was like being in the military, being ordered to kill the bad guys. Killing is killing, but you were justified. Last night, you were protecting us.”
“Sugar,” I said, the one word pained.
“I know the difference between good and bad. You’re good.”
I cradled her face and pulled her head down to kiss her forehead. Was it really that simple? I owed my mom a lot. Thank fuck she could explain shit better than me. “Yesterday was a disaster from start to finish, and it was all my fault. I’m sorry you had to go through it. But I want you to know that I tendered my resignation as council enforcer as soon as I marked you. I didn’t want to be away from you. I didn’t want the job. What it meant. I will never invite danger near our family again. While I can’t say I’ll never kill again, I’ll only do it to protect what’s mine. Our family.”
“Our family,” she whispered, reaching out to touch her fingertips to my lips. “I like the way that sounds.”
“That’s what I want, sugar. Desperately. I’ll do anything to have you. Please say you’ll give me a redo.”
She laughed a watery laugh. “I’ll totally give you a redo. Does that mean we’re going back to Cody’s?”
I chuckled. “I wouldn’t mind getting you in that storeroom again. Although I don’t know if fucking hard up against a wall is the best thing for the baby.”
She smirked. “It’s fine for the baby, but we’d better do it soon because in a month or two my belly will get too big for that.”
“There’s lots of ways I can take you. Don’t you worry none about that.” I slid my palm over her sweet baby bump. “I can’t fucking wait for you to get big. You’re already the most beautiful pregnant female on the planet.”
She pushed my hand lower, between her legs, and I didn’t bite back the growl.
Her brows shot up and eyes widened with excitement. “Ooh. I think your wolf wants me.”
I launched myself out of the armchair, already carrying her toward the bedroom. “Sugar, my wolf always wants you. We’re talking twenty-four-seven.” I lowered her onto the bed and pulled her pajama bottoms and panties off. “I’m wild for you.”
“Uh uh.” She sat up and reached for my shirt, yanking the snaps open to reveal my chest. “Where’s the rope?”
26
CLINT
Oh, damn. I wasn’t going to last five minutes. Maybe not even two. The idea of Becky tying me up and having her way with me had my balls tight, my cock painfully thick.
I shucked my clothes while she searched Audrey’s drawers and produced a pair of tights. “These should work,” she said.
They would. Certainly not because I couldn’t get free of them. Nothing she could tie me up with could actually hold me, but for her, I’d follow any command. I let her wrap my wrists and attach them to one of the bed posts then watched avidly as she stripped off her pajama top and cupped her beautiful breasts.
Holy. Fuck. She was lush and curvy and perfect. Her tits were even bigger, the nipples enlarging too. More to suck and lick and nip.
“You’ve had your mouth on me, but I haven’t had a chance to return the favor.” She crawled on the bed in a slow seduction. She had no idea just how hot she was. I clenched my fists trying not to rip the tights to shreds and grab her.
My cock jutted out perpendicular to the bed, bobbing for her attention. Pre-cum dripped down the crown.
“Oh, sugar,” I muttered, my chest already heaving. “I’m not gonna last, and that’s going to be a problem.”
She rubbed her lips together as she approached, and I couldn’t take my eyes away from them. “Why is that a problem?”
“Because I need to get you off. Like, fucking soon.” I tossed my hips into the air and rolled them.
She laughed, maybe because I sounded as desperate as I felt. When she gripped the base of my cock, some of that pre-cum dribbled down over her hand. I was so fucking ready.