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“Eat, Lorelai,” he ordered, and I grimaced.
“I’m not feeling well this morning,” I said.
He looked like he was about to argue when Mom spoke.
“I’ll be back, sweetie. I promise. I will be here for the birth. Galen has promised me he can come get me if there is no other way for me to get out, and I would risk your father’s wrath to be there, Lorelai.”
“You and Galen seem close.”
I smirked, and the same blush I always got crept up her cheeks. She dabbed her mouth with her napkin and took a sip of tea.
“He is helping my daughter survive. I owe him more than I can ever say for that,”
she said, sipping her tea again to hide the deepening blush.
“Uh-huh. Sure,” I said, and she eyed me knowingly.
“I think these wolves might have corrupted that brain of yours.”
“I was corrupted long before they came along, Mom. And maybe a little corruption is exactly what the doctor ordered.”
I grinned at her, and she almost spat her tea out, a chuckle falling from her lips before she shook her head.
“Werewolf aside, I’m married to your father. My vows mean something until the day I announce they don’t. Now, I should get going. I would like today to be that day, but in case he has other nefarious things in mind, I should irritate him as little as possible,” Mom said.
My stomach turned again. Baby kicked, and I winced, knowing it was a response to what I was feeling but not able to help it.
I stood slowly as Mom did, Brax next to me, helping me up before looping my arm through his.
“We’ll escort her to the gate,” Brax said, and I nodded, hating that we had to escort her anywhere.
“We’ll see you back here later, beautiful. Kai and I have some pack things to deal with,” Derik said, kissing my cheek as I passed.
I felt the brush of a lie against my skin and frowned at him. His eyes flickered to my mom, and I bit my tongue so I didn’t snap at the lie he had told.
“Okay,” I said, and he walked away as Kai kissed me and left too.
I walked in silence, with Brax on one arm and my mom on the other, out of the mansion and to the gates. There were already three wolves and Vaughn waiting there for her.
Vaughn grinned, and she smiled, heading over to him. I went to step toward them, but Brax kept me within the boundary, a distinct distance apart.
“Are you sure you can’t stay?” I asked, my voice wavering, but she shook her head.
“No, sweetie. I have to go make sure the ladies of the village are okay. You are safe with your alphas, they are not.”
“And what about you? How can I let you go knowing you won’t be safe?”
She walked forward then, wrapping her arms around me until tears rolled from my eyes, terrified it was the last time I was going to see her or that the next time I did, she wouldn’t be the same.
I shivered against her, not wanting to let go, but eventually, she pulled back and cupped my cheek with a soft hand and a soft smile.
“The same way I did when you asked me to give you to three alpha werewolves,”
she said.
I knew it was true, that I had to trust that she knew what she was doing, but it was so hard. She was my mom, the only human I had left to care about.
I suppose I could put Vaughn and Ryleigh in there too, but it wasn’t the same.
“Check in with me, send letters,” I said, and she nodded, stepping back to Vaughn, her own eyes watery.
“Of course, sweetie. As often as I can. We’ll see each other again soon,” she said, and then Vaughn was pulling her away, tugging her down the path toward a hay cart that he had brought with him.
He helped her up, she tugged her villager cloak on, and then they were riding away.
“Go with them. Stay out of sight. Make sure they get back safely,” Brax said to two of the wolves at the gate.
They both hesitated as I wiped my eyes of tears and held on to Brax, waiting for them to be gone.
“They’ve got scouts everywhere, Brax. We can maybe get to the edge of the Grasslands boundary before we would be risking too much,” the wolf said.
“Go to where it is safe, and then come back,” Brax said, and the wolves nodded once and took off, shifting as they chased after the cart.
“Thank you,” I whispered, and Brax curled me into him, his shadows moving through our connection to comfort me, soothe the ache in my chest.
It worked enough for the tears to stop threatening, and I closed my eyes against him for a moment before he led us back through the city to the mansion.
Once we were inside, I felt the other two with me.
“Where are they?” I asked, looking around, but Brax kept pulling me toward my room.
I frowned and stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
“They’re just busy, Spitfire. They’ll be here soon,” he said, and I felt the omission beneath my skin, coiling in my shadows.
“Where are you?” I asked through our mind link.
“We’ll be with you soon,” Derik answered.
“Pack stuff, Little Human. Stop worrying,” Kai put in, and I narrowed my eyes at Brax.
“You came with me because I would feel them through the mating bond. I know they are tense and hiding something from me. Why?” I demanded, folding my arms across my chest as I stood on the bottom stair, refusing to go up them without an explanation.
“Spitfire, now is not the time to get your rebel side out. We’ll explain, but not right now,” he said.
The urge to argue hung on my tongue, but I felt the desperation in his words. He needed me to trust him, and I did. So, I spun on my heel and stormed up the stairs.
I was so sick of them hiding stuff and deciding what I knew and when. If it was unimportant or didn’t involve me, then they wouldn’t need to hide it, which made me think I should know whatever it was that much more.
I moved into my room, but before I could confront Brax, his mouth found mine, kissing me hard as I shivered against him, my arms pulling him against me.
His mouth instantly brought out the need in me, the one that suffocated everything else. He pushed us back on the bed, his lips pressing into my skin, making me hot in all the right places.
I didn’t want to let him distract me, but he felt so good against me. I decided my questions would still be there afterward and pulled his mouth to mine, moaning as his tongue found mine.
I yanked his tie from his hair, shoving my fingers through the blond strands, loving the way they spilled over my hands. Brax slid his shadows along mine, the electricity between both of them making me desperate for more.
“More,” I whimpered, and he chuckled, kissing me harder, his fingers tracing down my body, slipping beneath my dress, finding my wet center, and pushing two fingers in.
I arched my back, crying out as pleasure found every nerve within me. His fingers caressed my walls, pumping in and out of me with harsh strokes that had me clutching him closer, rocking my hips against his hand.
I moaned and gasped as he kept going until I was on the edge.
He pulled his fingers out and kissed down my body, and I watched as he disappeared between my legs, his mouth falling on my clit.
I dropped back to the mattress, my leg hanging on his shoulder as the storm grew inside me, a hurricane building, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm me with every expert stroke of his tongue against my entrance.
He pushed his tongue inside me, then teased my clit with pressured, precise licks, his fingers pushing back inside me, pulsing until I combusted around him.
My pussy clamped down on his fingers, my skin pebbling as I shook, pushing his head against my folds, the way he devoured my pussy destroying me.
“Brax!” I screamed as his shadows glowed against mine, the power tingling within my veins, the border magic joining it in an intense orgasm that had me crashing and burning.
He pulled away from my pussy as I tried to catch my breath, my body fluid and heavy with sated pleasure, but Brax barely gave me a chance to breathe before he was lifting my thighs to either side and filling me in a single smooth stroke.
His cock buried itself so deep inside me, his hilt against my clit, his thick tip against my G-spot and my body tight around him, my nails digging into his biceps.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Spitfire. You hold me so tight,” he breathed by my ear, his lips lightly following my jaw before he slammed inside me again. And again.
He didn’t stop, moving hard and fast against me, our shadows glowing and shimmering around us as our bodies and souls connected.
Maybe we weren’t mated, maybe we weren’t going to be able to be because of what he was or what I was, but this right here, with my pussy tight around his cock, made me think we had it just as good.
We didn’t need a brand on our wrists because ours was written in shadow; it was the dark we connected in, and right now, with him against me, I couldn’t handle how good that felt.
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