“You took ‘em out, Jakob. Because you were saving hundreds. Thousands. Your wife and children made it out okay.”
“Yes, and so did yours. And I am... I am so happy that you will get to see your wife and child grow up. I would give anything for that—anything but their lives. No, I paid with mine, and I know they lived. That has to be enough.”
I’m tearing up while driving. Just as well that I’m pulling over to stop by Chloe’s Curiosities and see if I can find something pretty for my girls to cheer them up after their ordeal. “You know if Loretta and I have kids, you and Manny are the godfathers? You know that, right?”
“I did not, but I am delighted.”
“You wanna come to dinner tonight?” I ask.
“Mr. and Mrs. Silverman are coming over for Shabbat dinner, so I cannot this time. Besides, I think you and your little pack might like some time to get settled in. Alone.”
“LORETTA? ARI?” I CALLwhen I come home. I’m in the best mood I’ve ever been in, honestly. I had a five-minute talk with Jakob that was better than an hour with a priest or a therapist,I found some pretty earrings for Loretta and a teddy bear for Arianna, and I had the best sex of my life last night. I’m practically floating.
Especially when I look up, and my gorgeous girl is standing, posing at the top of the stairs. “Baby asleep?” I whisper.
“Ought to be out until 4:30,” Loretta whispers back. “I think we’re on a new schedule, but I like it, especially if you’re going to come home every day around two and leave again at four.”
“It’ll work when I have to do the evening news and commuter report. What are you wearing and where did you get it?”
“Well, now that I’m not living in fear, I can drive places. Like to the mall. With Vanessa Kane and Harper. They’re stay-at-home moms—at least for right now. They took me to the mall. Showed me the good stores. I found this on clearance. Post-Halloween, I guess.”
“I guess!” I drop my stuff and trot up the stairs, libido chugging like a locomotive. Loretta is in some cross between a Halloween costume and a red slip. It’s more modest, and instead of making her look like an escaped Bavarian delivery girl, it looks like she’s a sexy wolfslayer, with a black belt hanging around her slinky red dress, and a hood that comes up to cover the blonde bell of her hair. “You look like you want me to eat you all up.”
Loretta closes her eyes and moans softly. “No one’s ever done the things you did.”
I come up close to her and kiss her, long and hard. “My, what a tight little pussy you have, my dear.”
“And what a big cock you have. Is it okay if I eat it all up?”
I let out a little yelp as Loretta grabs me by the belt and drags me to my room. Now our room.
IN SECONDS, SHE SITSon the bed, her fist wrapped around my knot, her lips wrapped around my shaft, and her eyes—oh, thosebewitching eyes, locked on mine as she sucks every inch of me into her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat. “Show off,” I gasp.
“Who’s the show off?” Loretta lifts her head away so that she can run her lip slowly, agonizingly slowly up and down the length. “So. Many. Inches. Is that a werewolf thing?”
“Maybe.”
“I know this is.” She brings her head to the side of my cock and sucks on the knot while her hand pumps the shaft.
“Gonna make me come,” I warn.
“Not until you’re inside of me,” she pouts.
“Did I mention that I love you?”
“Mmhm.”
“It bears repeating. And now...” I lick my lips, slowly and deliberately.
“What a long tongue you have,” she half-whimpers.
“Let’s take off that dress,” I suggest.
I love bold Loretta, who nibbles my knot and laps up the pre-cum running down my shaft. I love shy Loretta, who half-hides her belly. I love ravishing her and proving how delectable I find every inch, this time lying on my side with my mouth latched to her breast, stealing sips, while my fingers warm her up for my knot. One, two, three, and then I fuck her with my hand while her muscles clench and squeeze, working harder and faster until I hear her broken gasp and her groan that topples down the octave.
All freshly pleasured and full of juice, I suck her clit like I do her nipples, holding her thighs in place while I wring a hasty second orgasm from her, watching her muscles go limp.
Sweet, wonderful Loretta, so soft and warm, begging for my knot.
