I stifled a laugh. This wasn’t funny but at least Pami still seemed to want to have my back.
“Pami, I need you to focus and stop putting the dragon’s bed-death in its place. I have a way to take care of Sharon,” I told her.
“I’m all ears!” Ferrick said.
“I bet you are,” Pras said from the doorway and I started, grabbing one of the smaller cat towers and almost throwing it at him. “Stop that,” the ghost shook his head. “I don’t think it’sa bad idea after hearing what she did to that poor guy she kept buried for years. Perhaps we should bring Canton and the others in on the idea.”
“Absolutely not,” I said, my head shaking violently. “The more people who know about it, the more of a chance that she hears it. We need stealth on our side.”
“Why are you so determined to trust your sister after what she did to Bree?” Pras asked. “She was stalking you too.”
Neither of those things were a lie. Still. I bit my lip. Was Pami as dangerous as Sharon Claudis? I didn’t like to think so. She didn’t have a way to resurrect herself. She might even move on if we gave her the right motivation.
“Perhaps, she’d tell us how to perform the spell,” Pras suggested, but that was never going to happen. Pami didn’t share her magical secrets with anyone. She’d take them to her eternal grave if she had her way. “Or perhaps you’d like to talk to the wolf with the rest of the book. He mutters in his sleep and has some interesting ideas.”
“No,” I shook my head. “This is the only way forward!”
“You leave me no choice,” Pras sighed and took a deep breath. I tried to get up to put my hand over his mouth or do something to quieten him down, but my pregnancy was beginning to weigh on me. I wasn’t as agile as I was when I only carried myself around.
“BERNARD! BERNARD!” Pras shouted at the top of his dead lungs. “BERNARD! COME QUICK! I THINK PAMI HAS BESPELLED YOUR MATE! OH, BERNARD! IT’S HORRIBLE!SHE’S BESPELLED NASHEN INTO ATTEMPTING TO FREE HER!”
Bernard staggered into the room, his eyes fogged with sleep. He blinked at Pras and then at me. He looked me up and down and sniffed. It was just me and the page from the book. Well, me and my little baby bump molding my robes so that it was impossible to ignore the fact a kitten was growing inside me.
“I… I’m not bespelled,” I said.
“Pras, he’s allowed to talk to his sister. Sheesh,” Bernard rolled his eyes and plopped down on the floor beside me and stretched out. “Hell, I’ll sleep in here if it stops you from raising hell.”
Pras didn’t need Bernard to believe his lie. He merely needed him in the same room as me so that I didn’t free Pami.
“Pami, are you still there?” I called out.
“She’s done moved to another page,” Ferrick said. “You’ll have to talk to me.”
“Shut up, egg smasher,” I rolled my eyes.
Chapter 24
Vatten
Guardians of Glitter Bomb Territory
Eran was right. Getting my zoomies out had made me feel better. Though, walking back into the apartment with his scent everywhere hit me square in the crotch. He wasn’t in the living room or kitchen, but I still locked the door behind me and stripped off my clothes. Sometimes alphas in ruts didn’t play nice with clothes and I hadn’t brought that many outfits with me. My parents were sending my stuff down via drone delivery but still, ruining good clothes seemed like such a waste. If he wanted to rip clothes off me, I’d buy edible underwear or wear a steak around my neck or something like that.
Eran’s laughter tumbled out of the bedroom as he picked up my thoughts over our mating link.
“A shag and a snack?!” he called out.
Of course he was already back in bed. I sprinted down the hall and found him lying back against all the pillows. Somewhere along the way he’d lost his towel and wore nothing but his glorious skin. My eyes raked over him from head to toe, taking in all his muscles and the way they rose and fell with his breathing.
He beckoned to me with one finger and I didn’t need a second invitation. I crawled into bed with him and he pulled mein close. Our mouths found each other without a single word spoken between us. We kissed hard, our tongues dancing quickly between our mouths as if we could lap each other up. Eran’s dick already stood at attention, hard and throbbing. I stroked him with one hand as we kissed.
One of his hands rested on my face, offering me a tender warmth that I relished in. I could’ve kissed my cat forever. With each breath, I drew more of his amorous scent into my lungs. I was slick and hard. I didn’t care what we did as long as our naked bodies stayed touching. His other hand ran up and down my side, over my thigh and hip. He touched me everywhere before his hand came back to make a fist around my dick. My breath caught in my lungs for a second and I let it out in a long exhale against his perfect mouth. I lost myself to his hand gliding over me again and again. I matched my movements to his and our fists pumped in time as our pleasure mingled over our mating link. This wasn’t how the bears back home in the woods had sounded during their ruts. Not at all. This was gentler – breathier. This was… Well, it was ours. Maybe that’s what I had spent my life walking around the continent looking for – something that was mine but also my mate’s.
I nuzzled into Eran’s neck, reveling in his scent and how it had already changed the slightest bit to smell more like me. My own scent had evolved to show that I was mated too. The changes let everyone know that we were together and not on the market anymore.
I bit Eran’s shoulder as the pressure inside me built up. Each stroke of his big, tight fist edged me closer to oblivion. A shudder passed through my body as the fire spread throughout me. His breaths came in heavy pants as I stroked him faster, urged on by my own pleasure and the way his hips bucked up into my fist asif he was fucking it. He was as close as I was and neither of us wanted to stop. My thoughts sizzled out into a constant hum of his breathing and pounding heart. I trembled as my balls drew up close to my body. I saw stars at the sudden shudder that tore through me as I came, making a mess of us. I held tight to Eran’s dick, ensuring his orgasm wasn’t far behind mine. I stroked him fast and hard, squeezing and tugging, and just reveling in how his dick shook in my hand, twitching against my palm, until he finally came. He threw his head back in victory, growling his pleasure. I kissed him, hard and fast, both of us struggling to swallow down enough air but desperate for more of each other. If this is what his ruts were like he could stay in this state as long as he liked.
Chapter 25
