Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“Come over here,” Turner orders calmly, but his little replica does it with his chin down. “Don’t duck your head. First, I’m proud of you that you shifted on your own, but…do you know why I’m upset?”
“Because I didn’t listen to Mommy.”
“Yes. See, she’s my queen, and anything that upsets Mommy upsets me.”
“I thought Mommy would be happy,” he cries.
“She would be if you waited for her to finish feeding the baby and for her to make sure no humans were around. If you had shifted and a human saw you, we’d have a big problem. You know that, right?”
“Yes,” he sighs, knowing we’re disappointed with his behavior.
“Next time, you and I can go together.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Give Daddy a few minutes with Mommy.” I watch the way my husband’s eyes stare at my breasts. I can feel his need, hunger running through him.
“How’s the baby?”
“Asleep.”
“Well fed?”
“Yes, Alpha.”
He reaches out and checks the front locks without taking his eyes off of me. “Go put your clothes on and then go into your playroom, son.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
“Good boy.” He runs up the stairs while my man stares at me, licking his lips.
“Did you need something, Alpha?”
“You showed my tits to the world.”
“No one was out there. I had to run after your son.”
“I know, which is the only reason I’m calm. Now, in the kitchen right now.” I follow his instructions and head into the kitchen where I’ve just finished making a French silk pie for dessert. I have on a light material dress that has buttons running down the top part, freeing my breasts easily so I can feed the little one. He’s five months old, and now I’m already pregnant for a third time, but I’m trying to keep it a secret from Turner.
You have no secrets, mate. I scent our next little one in your womb.
He turns his attention to the pie, and then I find myself planted on the counter. His fingers skim up my legs until he reaches the hem of my panties and hooks them around the material, tugging them down my thighs. “These have to go.” He drops them on the floor. “You’re mine, Maria. You know I’d have to rip anyone’s eyes out if they saw your tits.”
“I’m sorry, Alpha.”
“Oh, that’s not going to cut it. I need to show you how much you mean to me. How insane I am and how much I need you.” He scissors his fingers in my folds. “Fuck, you feel like you really need me.”
“I do, Turner.” He shakes his head and raises his brow, stopping the teasing of my slit. “Alpha.”
“Good girl.” Bringing his fingers to his lips, he sucks my juices off. “Hmm…I put another little one inside you. Good. Very good. What do you need, Maria?” I need what he needs. Our needs match, and he knows it. I give him a slight shove and then drop to my knees as he unbuckles his slacks. I help, sliding his zipper down and then yanking his waistband down, freeing his thick cock. My fingers wrap around the length as I slip the head past my lips. “Fuck, Maria.”
“Yes, Alpha,” I moan. I’m so horny that I’m close to coming right now. My pussy throbs so much that I’m strumming it with my other hand. Turner takes over, gathering my hair into his fist and fucking my face. I gag and then relax as he pulls back out. We repeat it, picking up the pace as he stuffs his long, thick rod down my throat. The cold metal of his wedding ring rests on my cheek as he cups my face, using my mouth. I cry out around his shaft, coming hard. He pulls out, and then I’m spread out on the counter. With his quick hands he stops the pie from falling, but then he swipes his tongue along my seam and I suddenly forget all about the pie. My hands are over my head, grasping onto the edge of the counter while my mate devours my still spasming cunt. I’ll never get enough of watching his eyes glow as his wolf is ready to spring forward. “Alpha. I’m coming.”
Good. Coat my face before I coat your pussy. I’ve got a load that’s been waiting for your heat all damn day.
His words rip through me and I cry out, coming on his tongue. I slap my hand over my mouth to muffle the sound. Chuckling with a deep rumble, he pulls me to the edge and slams deep inside, sending me closer to another orgasm. Gripping the top of my dress and my bra, he uses it as a handle as he drills me hard. “Come again. Cover that pretty mouth of yours and then come on my cock so I can let go.” His other hand goes around my throat, massaging it as he beats my pussy up. I shut my mouth tight and hold back the scream.