AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I should always be inside her.
“Calvin, I… Jeez!” comes the voice of Mark—a voice I don’t want to hear right now.
I don’t possess the patience to tell the young shifter to get out of here. If he has a lick of sense in his head, he’ll turn right around without needing to be directed.
When he doesn’t leave right away, I debate knocking his head clean off his shoulders, especially when Ivy’s hips freeze and she squeaks, covering her breasts.
The little punk stares at her, mouth agape without the decency to look away.
“I’m sorry!” he shouts, finally closing his eyes. “But you need to get away from the windows. Get into the basement now!”
“What?” Ivy goes from wanton to frightened. I didn’t even have the chance to fuck the worry out of her before it resurfaced, this time coming from a new direction.
“What are you blathering about, Mark?”
He calls me by my name because this is my home, and I defended his Alpha alongside him when the pack rose up. But he has yet to address Ivy or look at her directly. Of course, the first time he looks at her is because she is naked, and he can’t stop staring at her tits.
Mark turns his head finally, stepping forward to gather up our discarded clothing and hand it to us without looking. I slide my little snack’s nightgown over her body and drape the blanket around her shoulders while Mark fills us in.
“I was doing a search of the grounds and found bear tracks. Leo’s been inside this week, and they’re not my prints. It’s Jerusha, Calvin.” He swirls his finger in the air. “I can scent her.”
I am still inside of Ivy and have no intention of pulling out before we both finish, but my woman is more sensible than I, so she carefully dismounts, tucking me back inside and zipping me up, like it never happened.
Fuck Mark. Fuck Jerusha. Fuck everyone and everything who keeps me from fucking my woman.
But when I hear a loud crash through one of the windows near the back of the house, I am on my feet. “Mark, take Miss Moon to the basement. Then escort Leo to join her. Lock them in my study down there.” I take out a set of keys and hand him the proper one. “I’ll deal with Jerusha.”
“But I…” I can tell he doesn’t want to be near Ivy, but I don’t care.
“Now!” I roar, sending them in the opposite direction of the intrusion.
One shifter. I can take out one shifter on a mission to tear apart my family. We killed her mate, and now she’s after the witch whom she assumes started it all.
Our woman.
I stalk out of the living room, shirtless and ready to take out my aggression on the shifter who threw my home into chaos.
If Jerusha is looking for a fight, then she came to the right place.
