Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“Forever,” she murmured back, gripping my shaft.
“Let’s make a baby,” I whispered, pressing the head of my cock against her swollen pussy.
She greedily pushed forward, enveloping me in her wet heat.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” I murmured, pumping slowly inside her.
“So do you,” she whispered before crushing her lips to mine.
I gripped her hips, matching her movements as I continued to massage her tongue with mine.
Something was different about this time. She knew she was my mate when I took her the first time and had even asked me to mark her. But this…this was making love.
With each movement, my entire body felt like it was on fire.
Her sweet little moans broke apart our kisses, and I felt her pick up the pace underneath me.
“So close,” she whimpered.
“Let me help you with that.” Reaching between us, I pressed my thumb to her swollen clit as I continued pumping in and out of her.
“Yes! Oh yes! YES,” she screamed, her body rocking against mine as I felt her wetness pooling out of her and onto my cock and thighs.
“Now give me another. I want you to open up so I can fill you with my come,” I commanded, picking up the pace of my movements as I added another finger to rub her swollen clit.
Her eyes widened as she gripped hard onto my shoulders. I kept my heated gaze locked on hers as I felt my body shudder.
“I love you, Evette,” I moaned as I spilled inside her, finally giving voice to the three little words that I had felt since the moment I laid eyes on her. It might not be the most romantic way of sharing my feelings with my fated mate, but she didn’t seem to mind the timing of my spontaneous confession.
“And I love you, Leyton,” she cried, her wetness coating me.
I pushed a few more times into her, making sure she was able to milk every last drop of come from my cock. Looking down at our sweaty bodies, still attached, I ran my hand over her belly, tracing the line of freckles.
“I hope our cubs have these,” I whispered.
She giggled. “My freckles?”
“Yeah. They were one of the first things I noticed about you.”
“Really?”
I nodded.
“I hope they have your smile,” she said softly, running her fingers up and down my arms.
“Fate willing, we’ll be holding them in our arms in the not-so-distant future,” I said, leaning down and kissing her flat stomach.
“Soon,” she agreed.
11
EVETTE
Ihad been at peace with the decision to back out of my contract so Leyton and I could go to his home now instead of in six months. But faced with the prospect of meeting his family and pack any minute, I was suddenly nervous about it all. Since we were in his brother’s backyard and the door to their cabin wasn’t shut, I leaned close to Leyton and whispered, “Maybe we should wait until tomorrow.”
“You don’t have anything to worry about,” he assured me, tugging on my hand to pull me against his chest. “Considering you helped deliver Andrew, it could be said that you already know Cressida better than everyone in the pack except for Aaron, and they both adore you. And Keane almost ordered us back last night because Laina couldn’t wait for us to be home so she could give you a big hug.”
His reminders made me feel better. “Will I get to cuddle Atlas?”
He narrowed his eyes at me. “Are you playing me so you can steal my nephew and get all the baby cuddles for yourself?”
I batted my lashes, pasting an innocent expression on my face. “Would I do something like that?”
I felt the slightest prod against my psyche before he flashed me a triumphant grin. “My mate has a devious side. I love it!”
“She’d better if she has any hope of keeping up with you,” an unfamiliar male voice drawled.
Leyton greeted his packmate before introducing me. “It’s nice to meet you, Garner.”
“Not as nice as it is to meet me,” another man said as he walked toward us.
“Don’t even think about flirting with my mate, Booker,” Leyton warned, his eyes flashing yellow as his grizzly bear stared down his friend.
Booker held his hands up in a gesture of surrender. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
“You lie,” a hulking man muttered as he lifted his chin toward us before turning around.
“Is that the dragon shifter?” I whispered, gawking at the man who strode right back out of the backyard after only saying two words.
Leyton nodded. “Yup.”
Apparently, I had been wrong about him exaggerating how grumpy Artemis was. He hadn’t even bothered to take a plate of food with him. Which just left more smoked chicken for me, so I couldn’t complain. My mouth had been watering over it ever since we got to our cabin. The scent had already been wafting through the air from Keane and Laina’s backyard. When I commented on how delicious it smelled, Leyton had just grumbled about how wrong I was because his brother’s attempt at his famous recipe was a pale comparison.