For some reason, that made her laugh.
“Wine,” she instructed.
I brought her closer to me, and with my lips caressing the shell of her ear, I whispered, “Spirits.”
She shivered. “Fine.” She wrapped her arms around my waist and rested the side of her face on my chest. “Where can we find spirits, my love?”
My love.
When she peered up at me, I kissed her nose.
“The bakery will have some.” When I took her hand, I spun her so we could start walking toward the bakery.
I whistled at Brenton, who somehow picked up all three girls at once and ran toward us.
Together, we made our way to the bakery, where the girls chose pastries for themselves, and Brenton asked for even more for the children at the orphanage, which would be delivered the following day once they baked enough. Teddy browsed through the spirits, asking the baker about the different flavors. Once she chose two bottles, I paid for everything, much to Brenton’s annoyance, and we left.
By the time we made it home, we had to rush to get theliving book so we wouldn’t be late in meeting Alastor. When Teddy stopped to check out the boys’ nursery to look at the white walls we’d painted and the rocking bassinets Brenton was working on, I didn’t bother rushing her. I pressed my chest to her back, leaning down to rest my chin on her shoulder while I hugged her to me.
I could almost picture our sons sleeping in their bassinets while Teddy and I watched them from the door. I blinked back the tears that built but when I sniffled, Teddy turned to me.
“You’re crying.” It came out soft and tender, and when she wrapped her arms around me, I held her to me.
This . . . this was life. More than I ever imagined for myself. The only one missing from our home was Javier.
“I blame your pregnancy hormones,” I teased.
With a hand on her chin, I kissed her lips. She sighed, a soft, contented sound when I inched away, so I pressed my lips to hers again. I tucked my hand on her back as she moved onto her tiptoes.
I moved to kiss her jaw, down to her neck, when she stretched it to the side. I ran my canines over the delicious slope of her throat, and she pressed the back of my head closer to her, winding one leg around me as she pressed her core against my hardening cock.
“Guardians, Teddy,” I whispered. “I think Alastor will forgive us if we’re late.”
“Yes.”
It was all I needed. I hoisted her up, kissing her as I carried her to our bedroom. I only tore my mouth from hers to shout at Brenton to watch the kids outside, where they couldn’t hear us. He muttered something I didn’t care to hear, and I gently placed my mate on our bed.
Frantically, she tugged my clothes, helping me remove myshirt and pants. When my cock sprang free, she slid off the end bed to sit on her knees and wrapped her mouth around it.
I dug my fingers through her hair, swearing quietly as she bobbed her head up and down. I swore again when she fisted the base and started pumping as she swirled her tongue over the tip.
It wouldn’t take long for me to come, not when she feasted on me as if she were starved. My hips pulled forward and she moaned, taking me in deeper.
“Vith,”I whispered.
She sucked me in harder, and I couldn’t help the way my hips jerked in response. Her nails dug into my thigh while her other hand continued pumping. I thrust again, and she hummed in encouragement.
“Teddy, I . . .”
She ran her teeth over my length, not hard but not gentle either. It was the perfect pressure, and with my hands in her hair, I thrust into her mouth. Over and over, losing myself to her as she took me in, her tongue swirling and sucking while she pumped me hard and fast.
I exploded in her mouth, coming so hard, my knees buckled.
Sucking in a deep breath, I pulled her up to stand in front of me. When she pushed my shoulder down, I lay on the bed while Teddy straddled me. I traced my fingers over the beautiful swell of her stomach. She used her hand to guide me to her entrance, and with one swift movement, she slid me inside her. She fit so well, so perfectly, and then she clenched her walls and Guardians, I moaned. She rode me, her breasts bouncing while I watched her take control.
“Touch yourself,” I said.
Her eyes darkened before her fingersslid to her clit. The scent of her arousal had me meeting each of her frantic thrusts with one of my own. When she moaned again, I took her fingers to my mouth, swirling my tongue around them as I tasted her arousal.
