Total pages in book: 202
Estimated words: 193561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 968(@200wpm)___ 774(@250wpm)___ 645(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 193561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 968(@200wpm)___ 774(@250wpm)___ 645(@300wpm)
And I have no problem with the fact that my woman played a part in that – which I hope and suspect was cathartic for her and everyone else present there today.
The sensations in our connection along with the way she takes me deep into her hot, wet mouth gives me a bit of a clue. She’s not stressed out, she’s not fretting, she’s in this moment, focused on giving me pleasure and seeming like she enjoys it too.
“Put your hand between your legs, Blossom. Are you wet for me?”
She looks up, still sucking me off, eyes glassing over as she takes me deeper and reaches between her legs.
“That’s my good girl,” I rumble.
She whimpers and I know she’s reveling in the praise. I see it in her expression, hear it in the way she’s panting with excitement, hear how wet she is as she touches herself, and I feel it in our connection.
She gets me deeper, gags, and pulls back while she squeezes her fist around the root of my shaft. As great as her mouth feels, I want inside that tight, wet heat instead. I want us both to ride the wave of pleasure my knot brings. I grab her by the armpits and move her to her back. Her legs wind around my hips as I slam inside, pulling a groan from my soaking wet wife.
“Fuck, Stacy. You feel so fucking good.”
“Y-you, too, Grey. So f-fucking good.” She drives her hands into my hair and sinks her teeth into my throat.
My knot snaps out and sends us both into the ether.
***
I’m just about to finally fall asleep, mind running over the events of the past few weeks. I had purpose with my pack, with my family. But in a few short weeks I’ve now got my fated mate, my family starting, and my extended family growing. I was paired with a broken, fearful female who is proving she’s so much more than that. She’s nurturing. She’s strong. She strives to right wrongs. She’s exactly who I want to raise a family with. I’ve got five cousins and a great aunt. I’ve got a connection to the magic in me and I will learn how to wield it. I’ve finally met my birth mother and ended her life in the very same day, knowing to my core that the magic I’ve been gifted with isn’t for the faint of heart or the weak of will. I’ve gone in these few weeks from knowing next to nothing about the magic in me to seeing more than once what dabbling with dark magic can do. And I know I’m the leader of this coven and in the council for this large pack for good reasons.
There are no dark whispers coming at me and they never will. Because I live in the light. I thrive in the light. And I know my beautiful Blossom and our two sons and future children will all flourish here, too. I did get a text message from Erica asking me to meet with her and Ronnie who will drive down. They want to do a salt circle, have me take the ampule, and for me to connect with Ronnie to make sure nothing residually dark remains. I told her I’d do it the following day instead. Tomorrow I’m not leaving this house and nobody gets in either. Tomorrow it’s just me and my mate.
Tonight, I will sleep in this form. Because I can afford to sleep deep tonight. Tomorrow I’ll wake up and spend the day pleasuring my mate, directing her, shift-fucking, making her come over and over until she pleads with me to stop.
Stacy
Two Days Later
“Send me a text and if I’m done, I’ll pick you up,” Grey says, kissing me by the door to Roxy’s Bar. He opens the door and gestures for me to go in. “We’ll go for a run later.”
“And a swimming lesson?”
“Sure.”
“Sounds great,” I say and he kisses me sweetly before I turn and see lots of smiling and welcoming faces in the restaurant.
I drove to the restaurant from the house. Grey is teaching me to drive and to swim.
I immediately see the girls at a booth. Ivy, Amie, Bailey, and a pretty brunette shifter with striking blue eyes. This must be Cicely, Bailey’s bestie.
Erica couldn’t make it. She has an important meeting today with a vampire from the SCC and then she and Ronnie are meeting with Grey.
Grey says this whole SCC vampire situation has Riley acting like he could chew broken glass.
Riley wanted Grey to go with her, but Erica put her foot down so he’s backed off. I said she must be strong-willed! I spoke to her on the phone this morning and we’ve made plans to have them over for dinner in a few days. I’m excited to get to know her better. It started out with her inviting us for dinner, but apologizing for the fact she doesn’t cook. I offered to cook and it made more sense for them to come to our place.