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“Thank you for your offer,” Tor said, “but I’m afraid Alexi will throw more tantrums if he’s taken from his familiar environment.”
“You’re right.” Erik frowned, casting his mate a look. “We didn’t think about that.”
“If we could just bother you a few more days,” Tor said, nodding toward Alexi, “I am confident his mother will return home safe.”
“Of course, she will,” Cyan said, her smile frozen in place as she went to her mate. “She has Drasko.”
Tor had to work hard to clear the tightening in his throat. “Exactly.”
“We’ll be back in the morning.” Erik held up the box of rum. “Thanks for this.”
Tor led them toward the front door. “No, thank you.” He grabbed Erik’s shoulder, stopping him before he could leave. “And I thank your pack for keeping this between us for now.” Tor knew they couldn’t keep their family’s situation from the rest of the tribes forever. Eventually, the other trackers would return home to their families and tell them everything. For now, he didn’t want the tribal packs speculating about their fate, or worse, posturing to take the chiefdom from Tor’s family.
Erik nodded, his smile tight. “Of course.”
Tor got the sense Erik would spill their secrets after a few more beers. Hopefully, Drasko and Amara would be home safe by then. Hopefully.
* * *
Amara
Amara slept so hard, she didn’t remember dreaming. She woke in her protector’s embrace to the sound of the howling wind battering the cabin’s windows. No light filtered in from the tattered curtains, but the nearby stove put out enough light for her to make out the tribal tattoos on her mate’s arms. She flattened her palm against his hard chest, feeling the steady heartbeat beneath. Then she looked up at his face, smiling when he looked down at her, his dark eyes glowing a feral gold as if he was on the precipice of shifting.
She laid her head back down in the crook of his arm, snuggling tightly against him.It’s really bad out there.And yet they were safe inside because her clever mate had found a cabin. She thanked the Ancients for this miracle, but Drasko deserved the credit for keeping her safe. How she loved her protector.
I know.His voice was thick with tension. Was he still worried about the people who shot at them? She sat up on her elbow, her blonde hair falling across his broad chest.
Do you think the storm will keep the Russians away?
He twirled a lock of her hair around his finger, his eyes lengthening to feral slits.Nobody is going anywhere in this.
She swallowed at that.Thank you for saving me.
I’m your protector, Amara.
She shuddered when he dragged calloused knuckles down the side of her face.And I’m so glad you are.He’d already gone through great lengths to keep her safe, battling werewolves, corrupt government agents, and now Russian spies and the elements.
Are you warm?
Of course.She pressed against him, keenly aware that they were both naked. Moisture pooled between her thighs in response to his musky scent and the warmth that radiated off him.I have my own personal heater.She slid her hand down his taut stomach until she stopped at his very hard and thick erection.What shall we do with our time while we wait out the storm?
Careful.He grasped her wrist, his eyes flaring.I might explode in your hand.He gasped when she crawled beneath the blanket and dug her nails into his hips.Amara...I haven’t showered.
Before he could stop her, she took him in her mouth. He tasted like Drasko, a unique blend of sage and spice with the slight tang of salty pre-cum.You taste good to me.She swirled her tongue around his cockhead and then swallowed as much of him as she could, dragging her tongue along that thick, sensitive vein.
He growled his approval. She slurped up and down his cock, lathering up her hands with her spit and massaging his heavy balls until they tightened.
You’re about to get a mouthful,he warned.
But she couldn’t stop sucking, slurping him until he came with a roar, flooding her mouth with several spurts that she swallowed down.
She climbed up his taut body and slid on top of his still stiff erection, riding him hard while he massaged her sore, full breasts, a mixture of pleasure and pain shooting through her veins and making her pussy swell even more. Their moans of pleasure rose above the din of the howling wind, their bodies slapping together while she rode him harder and faster, striving for that pinnacle.
The orgasm barreled through her like a speeding train slamming into a wall in a cataclysmic explosion, capturing her breath as the fire consumed her. Crying out his name, she shuddered and then fell on top of his chest, her veins shifting from molten lava to warm sludge.
Capturing her lips in a heat-searing kiss, he cupped the back of her head and rolled her over, plowing into her with slow, deep strokes. She looked into his golden glowing eyes, his fangs extended while he moved inside her with such erotic grace, she fell into a trance, her pussy swelling with each thrust.
I love you, Amara.His declaration of love echoing inside her head was enough to send her over the edge again.
