Melinda has quickly become one of my favorite characters. I love the sibling-like relationship that she has with Tyson. What do you think of her? Consider leaving a gem if you are liking what you are reading. Updates occur daily.
ROSE The sunlight hitting my face wakes me, but I keep my eyes tightly closed, wanting my amazing night of sleep to continue. I realize I am warm, for the first time in a really, really long time. Since summer actually. I remember being cold when I went to bed, despite the extra blanket Tyson gave me. The warmth seems to be coming from my backside. It feels so good I wiggle back up to it, then I feel something hard, poking into my butt. Well, that’s uncomfortable. I reach around to figure out what that is and my hand hits warm skin before I can get there. What the…? I open my eyes and look behind me. My hand is resting on Tyson’s massive arm that he has wrapped around my waist. He is laying on his side, sound asleep. The heat I am feeling is coming from him, and damn is he warm! My personal heater. I realize quickly though, what is poking into my butt. When I really think about it, I’m not bothered by it. I know men usually get morning wood, so I’ll just chalk it up to that. It’s not
TYSON I have been awake for a long while now. I felt the sun rise up over the horizon and it’s warmth peeking through the mini blinds. Despite the annoyance of the sun on my face, I don’t move. I want to enjoy my mate in my arms as long as possible. Zeus is purring happily in my head. The first time he’s ever done that, I might add. And I know it is because he is happy and content with Rose so near us, touching her and treasuring her. Exactly like a mate should. I hear the change in her breathing when she wakes. She pushes back into me as she hums in satisfaction, until her butt hits my hard-on again. Damn! I don’t think she realized I was in the bed with her until just then. I just wait with my eyes closed, preparing for her freakout. She reaches back and brushes my arm with her fingertips. Her hand freezes and she turns over toward me in my arms; I think to look at me. I can tell she wasn’t expecting to see me, but still, no wig out happens. Instead, I feel her hand move my hair an
ROSE I wake again, this time with my face buried in Tyson’s chest. Oh Gawd!! I’ve had my face in his amazing chest for who knows how long. I don’t want to move because it is still so nice. But I WANT to move because I shouldn’t be nuzzling my boss. I know I’m blushing, and I sure as fuck don’t want anyone to see me like this. Such a predicament. “Good morning, Rose. Did you sleep well? I hope you stayed warm enough.” I hear Tyson whisper in my ear. I shiver at his warm breath on my ear and neck. I want to purr like a cat, enjoying his proximity and thinking about what that mouth could be doing to me, elsewhere. OH MY GOD!! What the hell is wrong with me?!! “Good morning, Tyson. Yes, I slept very well. Thank you. Ummm, please don’t take this the wrong way, but why are you in my bed?” I ask as I lean back to look at him, not removing my hand from his bicep. I want to keep touching him. “Well, I had planned on sleeping on that small fold out chair thing. But I saw you shivering in th
ROSE After taking the catheter out, Adam leaves to see to other patients, letting me know that Nurse Frank will be in soon with meds and to take more blood. Tyson comes back in, and he pulls out the breakfast Adam brought for us. Holy cow, it all smells so dang good! And there is so much. Pancakes, biscuits and gravy, omelets, bacon, sausage, and cut up fruit with yogurt and granola. There’s also orange juice, apple juice, and coffee. Tyson makes me a plate with a little of everything. I devour my plate. The pancakes are by far, my favorite. “Oooooh, these are so fluffy and buttery. I can’t even tell you how long it’s been since I had pancakes last.” I moan as I lick the syrup off my lower lip. I look up at Tyson and he once again has stopped with his fork of food almost to his mouth and he is staring at me. “Um, Tyson. Are you okay?” I ask as I swallow my bite of buttery, syrupy goodness. Just like last time, he doesn’t answer. This time though, Tyson sets his fork and plate down;
TYSON When Rose wakes up this time, I don’t pretend to be asleep. I know Adam is on his way with breakfast so it’s time to get up anyway. Rose gazes up at me from her position on the bed and I look down at her. Goddess she’s gorgeous. Her crystal-clear blue eyes are flecked with little bits of deep shimmery gold. I’ve never seen anything like that before. They’re mesmerizing and oh so beautiful. Her small button nose and round cheeks are littered with freckles. All of them having a slight range of color, making each one unique, like a snowflake. My mom used to say freckles were angel kisses and I completely believe that now. My mate has been kissed by the Goddess’ angels. Damn Adam and his horrible timing, I could have stared at her all day. Seeing her jump is a little funny, not being able to hear or smell people coming must be hard for humans. But I heard him and fully prepared myself for catching her, should the need arise. But that isn’t necessary. I hate that Adam asks me to
TYSON After Rose finishes her food, yeah, she put it all away, she settles back into the bed, and we begin to talk. I want to know everything about her, not just how her lips and body feel pressed against mine. “So, tell me, what do you like to do in your spare time? Favorite flower? Favorite candy? Family, siblings, anything… I’m all ears.” Do I sound as desperate as I feel, wanting to know about her? Does she want to know things about me too? She giggles, Goddess that’s an amazing sound! “Well, Tyson, there’s not really much to tell. I’m a rather boring person. Spare time? I’m honestly not sure what that is. Umm flower, probably tulips or roses, but really anything that is big and colorful. You know, the ones that look like an artist’s palate just exploded with color and beauty and take your breath away. I love the smell of flowers too. Maddie and I visit the arboretum during the spring blooming season every year. Its free, so we go and learn about the flowers, their blooming tim
TYSON *Alpha. Alpha, time to wake up.* I hear in my head as I open my eyes. I see Rose still asleep in front of me and Melinda is back. *Oh for heaven’s sake, put that weapon away before you hurt someone!* Melinda says, and I realize she’s referring to my gigantic hard-on. I just glare at her, and she smirks. Knowing I won’t hurt her, especially with Rose asleep in my arms. I think I need to shower and rub one out so that beast finally relaxes for a bit. *Did you get everything?* I ask as I look around the room. Huh, she didn’t go overboard like I thought she would. Only a few bags of things here. I wonder how much is in the car for Patty’s place though. As much as I threatened her, I knew she was the only one who wouldn’t abuse my credit card… much. *Did I get everything?! Pfft!! Of course, I did. I’m not going to let my Luna suffer in the hospital. Crazy male wolf! I’ll go set up the bathroom essentials for her first. I’m sure she’s probably wanting a shower by now. I’ll stay and
ROSE I smell coffee and dark chocolate. It is all around me, swirling in the white misty fog. I don’t know where I am, but I’m enjoying the aromatics. I feel his warmth as his large muscular arms encircle me and I step back into his embrace. I love his hands, arms and chest. They are so big and strong, making me feel safe and protected. I rest my head back on his chest and I realize he is shirtless. I turn around in his arms and press my breasts into that amazing chest. I guess I’m shirtless too, but it feels totally right. The feeling of my nipples being lightly brushed by his rock-hard abs and pecs makes my head swimmy and my heart race. I reach around under his arms and let my hands explore his back. Oh… it’s just as muscle ridden as his front. Heaven!! I lean forward and kiss his chest, directly between his pec muscles in the middle of his sternum. I feel the tingles, and they feel amazing. But I want a taste of his skin. So I indulge myself and lick that same spot. Not just a l