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She sighs sleepily and stretches, apparently ready to start the day now that she’s gotten the green light for her charity with Lizzie. “What’s that, Alpha?” My dick twitches at her use of the word Alpha.
I groan and lean my head back. “Say it again.”
She smirks knowingly and says, “What’s that?”
“Don’t toy with me, Grace,” I scold her smart ass. I’m even more determined to hear it on her lips as I realize it’s the first time she’s called me Alpha.
Heat races through me as she rises on her knees and straddles my thighs, bringing her eyes level with my mouth. She lifts that defiant little chin up and I swear to God if she picks a fight, I’m going to flip her ass over and fuck her into the mattress. She lets her voice come out soft and seductive when she says, “Me?” Her hand trails over my shoulders, sending a shiver through my body. I resist the urge to shudder as her nails gently run down my back. She keeps my gaze as she bites her lower lip before saying, “I would never toy with you.” She parts her lips and I can practically feel the word begging to come out of her mouth. I wait with bated breath as she whispers the word, “Alpha.”
My palms grip that lush ass of hers and I pull her lips to mine, my fingers digging into her flesh. I moan into her mouth, ready to push her down and rut into her. I’ve been taking it easy on her since the claiming, but she’s healing nicely and isn’t sore. Besides, she’ll have a few days to recover while I’m gone and I want her to feel me every time she moves for as long as I’m gone. I smile against her lips and flip her ass over. She gasps, taking in a sudden breath as she lands on her hands and I steady her hips until her knees find purchase on the bed.
I don’t miss how she smiles and that her thighs clench. She knows what’s coming.
“That’s my good girl.”
I run my fingers through her heat, finding her slick and ready for me. I groan in satisfaction and my wolf claws at me to fuck her. As I prod her with my fingers to test her readiness to take me, she pulls away, catching me off guard.
My first thought is that I hurt her, but she’s not red or swollen. “You okay?”
She turns her head, looking away and giving a short, muffled response. My forehead pinches in confusion as I bring my hands up in defense. A tic in my jaw pulses at my eagerness to be inside my mate. I must’ve missed something. My dick protests my hesitation. I put both of my hands back on her hips and ask, “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
“I don’t know.” I still behind my mate. I just want to fuck her, but I hold back, knowing there’s something off.
Grace rolls onto her back; I withstand the need to keep her where I want her and fuck away whatever thought is bothering her. I keep my expression straight as she looks up at me while on her back. My hands instantly go to the curve of her waist, my eyes traveling to her breasts.
“What don’t you know, sweetheart?” Goosebumps appear on her body as I gently trail my fingers down her sensitive skin. She squirms under my touch.
“I don’t know if I’m ready.”
“Wait as long as you want to start it, my love. There’s no rush and I’m sure Lizzie will understand.”
“For a baby.” I freeze at her confession. This is the one fight I’ve lost between us.
“I don’t know if I’m ready.” She picks at the blanket again and the loss of her eyes on me makes me want to rip the damn thing off the bed and rip it to fucking shreds. “Did you know Lizzie’s pregnant?”
I grunt at the thought and tell her, “It’s way too early to tell.” Licking my lips, I bend down to take her nipple in my mouth. She doesn’t protest. In fact, she runs her fingers through the back of my hair. Her nails gently scratch my scalp, urging me to do as I’d like. I pull away releasing my tight hold on her with a pop. Grace slaps my arm as I admire the bright pink mark on her breast.
“Dom and Caleb are convinced,” she says. A low growl vibrates up my chest and out of my throat. I’m happy for them, if she really is pregnant, but I don’t really give a shit about that right now. I’m far more concerned with the fact that my own mate is taking active steps to avoid getting pregnant. And she’s currently avoiding getting fucked. Another low growl leaves me.
“I’m sure they both think the baby is theirs too.” My head shakes of its own accord at their arrogance. “They can’t know yet. It’s too early to scent it.”
Grace’s face falls. “Oh. If she’s not, she’s going to be really upset.”
“Don’t worry about her, sweetheart. Her heat will come again and then Dom and Caleb will be fighting each other to be inside her.” The more I think about it, the more I’m worried about her delivering pups. I don’t think either of them will be truly content if they don’t father the first pup. I keep my mouth shut, though. Grace tends to worry and intervene, and none of that is something she should be concerning herself with.
Running a hand down my face, I wish we were talking about us rather than them.
“She’s so ready to be a mother. We’ve never talked about it, but she’s sure she’s ready.” Her head falls to the side and she sighs while her eyes meet my gaze. “How can you know for sure that you’re ready?”
I don’t understand her question, either because I’ve always known I’d have pups or because all the blood in my body is currently pounding in my throbbing dick. “What do you need to be ready?” If she’ll just tell me, I’ll fucking give it to her.
“To feel ready. Once we have a baby, we can’t go back and we’ve just met each other.”
“What the fuck does just meeting each other have to do with anything?” A hint of my anger comes out in my words and Grace narrows her eyes at me.
“We haven’t had time with just the two of us. If I start popping out babies, then we really won’t get any time for just the two of us.”
“We’ll have plenty of time while you’re pregnant. Once the pups come, we’ll hire help if you’d like time alone. That’s an easy fix.”
