SUMMERThere was this type of peace that comes from knowing you've achieved what you wished. I slowly stretched my body, grinning as I opened my eyes. “Good morning, baby girl,” Mitch greeted me as he pecked my forehead, beaming down at me. My heart grew warm at the sight in front of me. This was precisely what I wanted, and so much. Getting a kiss the moment you open your eyes was one fucking feeling, the best in the entire world. “Good morning,” I replied, my voice groggy from sleep. “Mike is making your favourite. It's time to wake up, sleeping beauty.” He kissed me on my mouth this time, and I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, trying to bring his face closer. Chuckling, he removed my hands, flicking my nose. “My goddess, baby girl. Don't tell me you are horny.”“Always.” I pushed up, wincing a bit at the discomfort. “Are you okay?” He immediately sat up on the bed, eyes wide with worry. “Feeling any pain? Any discomfort?” His eyes raked through my frame as if he
SUMMER“So?” I raised the file in my hand. “What do you want me to do with this?” I focused my attention on Mitch, who was typing away on his laptop. The others went for a business meeting, and they left me in the office with the 'gentleman'. A sure way to kill my desires. “Just drop it on the table. I will get back to it after this.” He motioned to the table, still typing like he had been doing since morning. What a boring man. A workaholic to the core. “Aren't you going to have a rest? It's late. You need to have your lunch.” I walked around the desk and got behind him. “What are you doing?” I leaned down to look at the screen. “There will be a full moon tomorrow,” he replied, not answering my question.“And?”“Mike and the others proposed we introduce you to the pack,” he continued his focus on the email he was writing. It was a wonder how he got to multitask at once. Talking and typing something different couldn't be that easy. Not everyone could pull something like that off.
He groaned, holding me close to him as he placed me on his desk, far from where his working desktop was. I clung to him, moaning as I kissed him. I didn't expect things to escalate this fast, truthfully. With Mitch, I thought I would have to work harder, but it didn't seem that difficult now. He broke from the kiss and put his forehead on mine, breathing heavily. Golden eyes met, looking ready to devour me. “I love you, baby girl,” he rasped. “I know.” Smiling, I removed my hands from his neck and placed them on his cheeks, gazing deeply into his eyes. “I know you all love me.” “Yes, we do,” he murmured, still staring at me as if he wanted something. “What's wrong?” “Should… Should I kiss you?” He asked, shyly looking at me. My heart melted at the sight. I never thought he would ever ask. Mitch was a stubborn motherfucker who was always reciting the dos and don't.“Is that even a question?” I rubbed my nose on his. “I'm yours. You can do whatever you want with me.” It wasn't li
He attacked my mouth, making me taste my juice. It didn't taste as bad as I thought it did, but it was odd tasting that.“I want to make love to you, Summer,” he rasped, his eyes still golden. “Then do it.” I widened my legs as far as they could go, showing him I was game for anything he had in mind. Gawking at my pussy, he unbuckled his trousers and got rid of his boxers. He fisted his dick in his hands. My eyes took in the hard organ, the angry purple vein, and the crown I wanted to taste so badly. I creamed just at the sight, eager to feel his dick in my pussy. I was wet and ready for him. I'd missed it a lot. I could still recall how it felt that night when he breached my virgin pussy, a night I would always remember. I watched mesmerized as he brought his dick closer, still stroking it, groaning as he lubed it with his pre-cum. I snaked my tongue out and wetted my lips, aroused and eager for him. He didn't make me wait for long. He got between my legs and led his dick where
He placed his forehead on mine, panting. My eyes went to his dick, which was still as hard as ever, glistening with my juices. It was so damned provoking looking at it. I couldn't even control the whimper that left my throat at the sight. It was surprising how much I felt despite what we just had. I wanted more. "What an insatiable little devil we have here.” He drummed his finger on my nose, smiling. “What can I say? You guys brought the devil out.” I winked. “We —”The click of the door interrupted him. My heart skipped a beat as I turned to look at the door, only to exhale in relief when I saw them. I thought it was a worker, but it turned out to be my other mates. Mike and Miles stepped into the room with their eyebrows raised and their lips quirked. “Did we interrupt anything?” Mike asked as they moved close to us. They dropped their bags on their desks before they faced us, their eyes moving in sync. My pussy clenched at the sight of my other mates. I snaked my tongue out t
I was nervous. I can't tell the number of times I changed my outfit. This was the night they would introduce me to the pack as a mate, not a sister. The thoughts of what the pack might say when I got introduced scared me. I checked my reflection in the mirror. This was the tenth outfit I'd changed into in the space of an hour. I was nervous. The turquoise blue gown brought out my curves. It was a knee-length body-con strapless gown, with a heart shape on my lower back. I knew none of them would allow me to walk out there in such a dress, so I had my coat on standby. I plaited my hair in a braid, leaving the tip to dangle on my waist. “Goddess, I need your help,” I muttered, staring into the mirror at the woman looking at me from the other side. Unlike the time Father introduced me to the pack, I wanted to burrow into the ground and wait it out. I had never felt half as nervous as I did at that moment. “Darling, are you ready?” Mitch questioned as he knocked on the door. I gulped,
They were already waiting for us, standing around the dais as they watched us climb to it. I was feeling super nervous. My throat was dry, so parched that swallowing became too hard, extremely so. Mitch held my hand, pressing it gently. My actions might have told them how I felt. I sighed, trying not to let my nerves take the best of me. Werewolves have a sixth sense. They could smell fear from miles away. The last thing I wanted was to have them pick on my anxiety. It might aid them in whatever they might wish to dish out to me. I rested in my chair before my brothers did the same. Mitch didn't let go even as he sat down, and I was grateful for that. I needed contact more than anything else. It was soothing, letting me know they were with me through whatever might come our way. The meeting started. They didn't delve into our mating like I thought they would. Mike spoke of the development and how he intended to extend our branch and unveil the pack to the human world. Most of them
I stilled in my steps, my heart almost lurching from my chest at the sight of the last woman I ever wanted to see. I couldn't control the shiver that worked through me as my mind flew on autopilot. Standing there with a smile on her face was the same woman who made me leave the pack five years ago. The woman whose mere mention weakened me. I might be my stepbrother's second chance mate, but she was the first. They would have ended up with her had she not cheated on him. Now, seeing her on the doorstep, it couldn't be for a courtesy call. It would only be one thing — trouble. “Helen? What are you doing here?” Mike questioned as he walked towards the door. I didn't move, rooted to the spot as different thoughts went through my mind. I shivered when her eyes landed on me. I could see it. The bitch was back, and she looked ready for war. The beaming woman broke into tears at the question. It was so fast. One minute, she was smiling and the next, she turned into a weeping mess. Had she