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She didn’t answer as she thought about his words. Her breathing slowly calmed down and her whole body seemed to relax a little. She slowly nodded as if she was agreeing with him.
“Niev, when you say you heard me tell you to run, what did you mean by that?”
“When that second wolf showed up and grabbed you and pulled you to the ground, I heard your voice inside my head. Only one word: run. It sounded like an echo, but so real. Your voice was full of pain and there was even a little bit of defeat in it, as if you knew you wouldn’t be able to fight both wolves at the same time. It made me turn around. I wanted to do what you told me, but that white wolf was behind me. I don’t know if he saw me, but his eyes told me he would kill you. I couldn’t let that happen so without even thinking I changed my mind, grabbed the knife, and jumped.”
“The voice you heard was real. I knew I had lost the fight after I fell to the ground. I knew I couldn’t give up and had to hold them at bay until Seth and the others arrived. I knew I would fight until they killed me, but I needed you to survive. All I could think about was you and getting you to safety while I was distracting the wolves.”
Her lack of knowledge about his kind bothered him. He hadn’t had a lot of time with her, and even less time to catch her up on werewolf abilities.
“Wolves can communicate with their pack. It isn’t like human interaction, but we can feel the others’ presence, share words, and sometimes we can see or hear through the other wolf. It’s usually just between wolves. It doesn’t work while we are in our human form, but I heard stories about alphas being able to warn the women and children if their lives are in danger.”
“I didn’t imagine it?”
“No. I don’t think so, even though I’m not sure how that was possible. You weren’t part of the pack then. I shouldn’t have been able to connect with you.”
Blake would ask his father about this. He’d never heard of anyone being able to connect with someone outside of their own pack, let alone someone in their human form.
“You’re not angry with me?” Her voice was still barely a whisper, and she’d started fidgeting with the tiny gray cardigan again.
“No.” He took her hand and locked his fingers with hers. “I’m like you, I don’t know what to expect. You’re not alone. Maybe it’s not very helpful, but I think we both still have to get used to the fact that we’re going to be parents. We still have a few months to get used to our new roles and we’re in this together.” Then an idea sparked in his head. “Layla will have her baby soon. I’m sure you can learn a lot by spending time with them.”
“Hopefully.” For a split second he saw hope flash in her eyes, before the guilt returned. “Are you happy that I joined your pack?”
He was confused. He’d always hoped she would join him and his family. Since she’d been here, his pain had been eased. It was easier to follow his father’s commands and obey him. Her presence had shifted something within him. He was focused on her, making sure she was safe and taken care of, rather than his focus being on the pain of having to obey his father and brother. He seemed to have found a different role. He was no longer the cursed son but rather Niev’s mate, her protector and provider.
“Of course, I am. I’ve wanted you to join my pack, but I never wanted to pressure you into doing it. I wanted you to make up your own mind about it, rather than doing it for me. I wanted you to make a choice that you would be happy with.”
She looked relieved and pulled him closer. Her soft lips crashed onto his, growing hotter with each second. She climbed on his lap, her thighs spread to each side of his legs. Circling her hips, she rubbed them against him, slowly letting his dick grow hard beneath her core. He slid his hands underneath her shirt and touched her silky-smooth skin. His heart started racing, following hers as he ran his fingers over her bare spine. She was so precious. Her body had just the right amount of curves, perfectly shaped to his liking.
She moaned into the kiss as her hands traveled over his shoulders to his neck. With a tight grip on his hair, she pulled him deeper into the kiss. Her tongue pushed past his lips, teasing his while her pelvis ground against his hard erection. She was using his hardness to please herself, which sparked a wildfire within him.
She freed herself from the kiss and started to caress his neck with her lips. “I missed you so much.” She gently bit his earlobe, letting a deep lustful growl escape him. With a humming tone she whispered in his ear, “I need you. I’m all yours.”
“And I am yours, beautiful.”
He put his arm around her waist, slowly stood up, and set her on the floor. With his arm still around her waist to support her, his other hand opened her jeans, tugging them to the ground. Mirroring his actions, she tugged on his shorts. Pleased, she moaned as she looked down at his hard dick standing straight for her. Pride arose in him. She liked what she saw, and knowing that made him twitch.
She gently reached for his dick and started to massage his tip with her thumb. Licking her lips, she stared down at him. He watched with arousal as she massaged him, her hands delicate, knowing exactly what he enjoyed, what he needed.
He slipped his fingers between her legs and found her hot, wet core. A whispered gasp escaped her lips as he started circling her clit with his thumb and slowly pushed a finger inside of her. The deeper he slid the tighter her grip on his dick. He slowly moved his finger in and out, mimicking her hand’s motions on his dick. With pleasure he watched as she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as he increased the pressure on her clit.
He bent down and groaned, his lips only inches away from her ear. “You’re so beautiful, Niev. I love seeing you like this, love hearing your moans.”
“Blake,” she coaxed.
The way she moaned his name, her lips barely moving, her breathing fast, and her heart pounding in her chest, only made him painfully harder. He didn’t know he could be that hard until he’d met her. Only her sight and her whispering made him jerk in her hand.
Suddenly, she let go of him and laid her hands on his chest pushing him back on the bed. “Sit.”
He curiously followed her command and sat on the edge of the bed. She climbed on top of him, spreading her thighs to each side of his legs. She placed her core above his tip, her heat dripping onto him. He couldn’t help himself and placed his hands on her hips, gently guiding her closer to him.
She reached down and placed him right at her entrance before relaxing her legs and lowering herself. He groaned as her hot, wet walls finally enclosed his tip. Leaning toward him, she gently caressed his earlobe with her tongue while lifting her hips back up and letting him slip out of her.
A frustrated growl escaped his lips, his grip tightening on her hips, but before he could say or do anything she quickly lowered herself again. He slid inside of her, this time deeper than before, a moan escaped her lips and tickled his ear.
“You’re so big.”
“And you’re deliciously tight, beautiful.”
