I pushed her onto the bed, and she bounced on the mattress. Maddy giggled as she pushed herself up to give me room. I tugged my pants and socks off, then threw my shirt across the room. I climbed onto the bed with her and rolled her onto her stomach. I began to massage the knots out of her shoulders, and Maddy gave a surprised and happy little groan. I prodded at the muscles and worked my way down to her lower back, digging into the tense muscles as I went. When I reached her ass, I rubbed at the muscles there, making her moan in pleasure. My cock was throbbing. I couldn’t keep this up for much longer.
I spread her legs apart as gently as I could. Her breathing became heavier as my fingers slowly moved closer to her pussy. I massaged her inner thighs, moving higher and higher. Mythumbs slipped across her lips, and she sucked in a breath as I slowly circled her clit, making her hips move against my hand.
Maddy pressed her face into the pillow and groaned as I slipped a finger inside her. My free hand continued rubbing her clit while my finger moved in and out of her.
“You’re so wet. Do you want me to fuck you?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Uh-huh. Fuck me, Nico. God, I want you in me.”
Without another word, I raised myself onto my knees and put my hands under her hips, lifting her ass toward me. I lowered my face and slid my tongue across her pussy, then moved forward, sliding my cock into her, all the way to my balls. Her pussy was so warm and wet that I moaned and held her there for a moment, enjoying the feel of her.
“Holy shit,” Maddy said in a breathy whisper. She slid her hand down and started rubbing her clit.
I pulled almost all the way out, then slid back in, slower this time, taking my time. My hands were on her hips, and I could feel her shaking ever so slightly, overcome by pleasure.
“Jesus, Nico. You’ve got to fuck me. Please.”
I leaned down close to her ear, my cock completely inside her. “How do you want it? Slow? Hard?”
“Hard,” she growled.
I gripped her hips and grinned. My thrusts came fast and rough, but not too rough. The sound of our breathing filled the room. I was gasping as I got closer to climaxing. Maddy was clutching the sheets in her hand and grunting in pleasure with each thrust of my dick, her free hand rubbing furiously between her legs.
“I’m gonna come. God, oh god…” Maddy started to shudder beneath me.
She stiffened beneath me and cried out as I continued to slam into her. Her pussy clenched tight around me, and I feltmyself go over the edge, the explosion of sweet ecstasy erupting from within me. My body went warm, and I could feel tingles through my balls as I finished, grinding myself against her. We collapsed onto the bed. I wrapped an arm around her and gently cupped her breast. Maddy reached back behind her and ran a hand through my hair.
“I needed that,” she said. I could hear the smile in her voice.
“Glad I could be of assistance.”
56
MADDY
Istood in the shower, letting the warm water cascade down my body. I did not want to get out. There was something comforting about being there. The glass door was closed, steam filling the room, the steady static-like sound of the splashing water at my feet. It almost helped me zone out and forget about the envelope still sitting on my bedside table. Almost, but not quite.
Nico and I had been back for several days, and I still hadn’t opened it. It wasn’t just that I hadn’t opened it—I hadn’t touched it. Like it was radioactive or venomous. Every time I walked into the bedroom, I actively tried to avoid glancing in its direction. I was being stupid, and I knew it. That envelope most likely held all the answers I’d been so desperate for. Now that it was right there, literally at my fingertips, I couldn’t bring myself to open it.
Dunking my head under the spray, I let the water drum onto my head, blocking out the sound of my own thoughts. It would have to be soon. I felt the pull of the moon more and more every day. Maybe today?
Setting my jaw, I cranked the knobs and turned the water off. Once I was dried off and had my robe on, I headed out tothe bedroom and stood in front of the nightstand, staring down at the envelope. My determination faded as the brownish-yellow color of the package sapped all my resolve. Fear overrode any curiosity I might have had a moment before. Sighing, I turned away to get dressed. Maybenottoday?
Once I was dressed, I glanced out the window and saw Nico leading a group down to the field to train. The pack had become much better at working as a cohesive unit since Nico started getting everyone to spend several hours each week working on fighting. Instead of simply relying on their natural strength and speed, they were able to work together seamlessly. I decided to go down with them and watch again. It would give me something to do to get my mind off that damned envelope.
Dressed and with a piece of toast in my belly, I headed down to where I could hear the training. The first thing I heard, though, made me frown in worry. Nico’s voice was loud and broke through the din of the practice. He sounded irritated. By the time I got close enough to make out his words, I knew something was off.
“Mateo? What the fuck are you doing? You cut off Greg, for Christ’s sake. If you did that during battle, you’d both trip over each other's feet. Jesus, this shouldn’t be this difficult.”
Mateo lowered his head and looked abashed, kicking at the grass in frustration. The group started again, going through some maneuver where half of them remained in human form, and the other half shifted, and the two parties worked together. Another group seemed to be pretending to be enemy soldiers.
“Stop! Stop, goddamn it!” Nico shouted as he picked up a rock and threw it in frustration. “Gabriel, can you please think about what you’re doing for one second? You were supposed to be in the group that stayed in human form. Why the hell did you shift?”
For the second time in ten minutes, Nico had chewed out one of his brothers. This wasn’t like him. He was usually very patient with the guys, especially his brothers. He was stalking around the field, looking like he wanted to break something. As I glanced around, I saw his behavior had everyone on edge. What the hell was up with him?
During the next forty-five minutes, I watched him snap at two other men for simple mistakes. Finally, Nico called for a break, and everyone moved on to grab some water, a snack, or go to the bathroom. Nico didn’t look happy. I needed to talk to him and figure out what the hell was going on.
“Nico?”
