Thank fate I just took a dose of Moon Cure, or I’d push her down and maul her with my cock and teeth.
“Oh, I’ll be subjecting my little wife to plenty of examinations,” I tease, lightly running my palm up her belly to cup her breast.Her butterscotch and cinnamon scent is an addiction I don’t want cured.
She rolls to face me.“What made you want to become a doctor?”
I brush her hair back from her face.“My parents died in a car crash when I was young.Winnie was my adopted mom–you probably knew that.”
She nods, her big blue eyes trained on my face.
“I felt so powerless.I’m sure you experienced something similar when your mom died.”
Compassion fills her gaze, and she nods again.“I watched it happen,” she croaks.“I called 911, but it was too late.”
“Fuck.”I pull her body against mine.“That’s so horrible.You know it wasn’t your fault, right?”
She nods.“Daisy got me in therapy right away, which helped.”She rests her hand on my chest.“So what happened with you?”
I clear my throat.“Shifters have spontaneous regeneration.It’s hard to kill us.But my parents’ death put the fear of losing someone else I loved into me.Winnie…or my brothers.
So I guess I thought studying and understanding medicine would allow me to control any situation like that, if it ever came up.”
Maisy’s lips twitch.“You do have a controlling side, don’t you?”
I flick my brows.“Believe it.”
“I memorized dad jokes; you became a doctor.”
“Your coping method was far less costly and time-consuming,” I tell her wryly.
“But you love your job.”
I smile.“I do.”I shrug.“I like helping people.”I flick my brows.“And being in charge.”
Maisy’s smile is wanton.She responds to my dominance like she was made for it.
But I hope to Fate I haven’t implanted too much of my kink and desires on her.She’s receptive, but how could she really know what she wants if I’m her first?I don’t fully trust myself and my desires, and I’ve had way more experience that she has.
I kiss her forehead.“Now you stay here, and I bring you breakfast in bed.I need to feed my wife, so she has the energy to put up with my demands.”
Maisy’s nipples get hard, and the scent of her arousal makes me growl, but I force myself to leave her in bed.
I’m making coffee in the kitchen when I hear a motorcycle pull up outside the house.I knew one of my brothers was going to check in sometime today, but I didn’t realize it’d be Axel.His scent makes me clench my jaw.I still haven’t forgiven him for befriending Maisy.
I meet him in the lounge area near the door.He raises his face and sniffs the air.I don’t need to explain what we’ve been doing.He can smell it.The sweet scent of Maisy’s arousal perfumes the place.
I wait for him to comment on it, but he just asks, “How is everything?”
“Good.Maisy’s resting.How’s Vegas?”
“We’re lying low.The triplets are bummed they’re not allowed in the casino yet.They wanted to use fake IDs, so they could do slot machines, but Darius stopped them.”
“That’s probably for the best.”
“Canyon made him promise to bring them back for their birthday.Hutch and Bern are already practicing counting cards.”
I shake my head at the thought of the triplets hitting Vegas for their twenty-first birthday.
“We’re still surveilling Lucky Lou and his men.Are you ready to make a move on them?”
