Eden loved smutty romances. One time I’d picked up a book she'd been reading and flicked through it. There had been a lot of mentions of 'mate' among the prolific sex scenes. If I was a wolf shifter, Pixie would be my fated mate.
I opened Pixie's door to find her room cloaked in shadow. The door swung shut behind me as I blinked, letting my eyes adjust. Her dark hair peeked out from under the comforter. Was she sick? My heart rate spiked alarmingly. Nobody had told me if she was!
"Pixie? Shall I call the doctor?"
"Huh?" She raised her head, voice scratchy from sleep. "Oh, you're back," she observed before curling back under the covers.
I frowned. She seemed flat. Disengaged from life. Had something happened? Had my brother upset her? My hands curled into fists as I imagined breaking his nose for upsetting our girl. We'd definitely be having words soon.Strongwords.
"Are you sick, Pixie?" I tried again.
"No. I'm sleeping."
"Um, clearly not if we're having a conversation." I yanked down the comforter, gratified to see she wore nothing but a pair of tiny lace panties.
An outraged shriek, followed by a pillow tossed at my head, told me she was fine. A little depressed, but mostly fine. Nothing I couldn't fix with my cock.
"What are you doing?" she hissed when I pulled her down the mattress by her ankles.
I squinted up at her. "I thought that was obvious?" She smelled divine when I pressed my nose between her thighs and inhaled deeply. Fuck, I’d missed her.
This was the first time I’d ever missed a woman. The first time ever I’d been excited about seeing a woman after time apart. Under Pixie’s careful tutelage, it was clear I’d evolved into a new man. A more enlightened being. One with emotional awareness and empathy.
"Ronan! Stop! That's so gross!" She tried to close her legs, but I was way stronger than her.
"Sorry," I lied, right before I tore her panties off.
"Dammit, Ronan! I have hardly any underwear as it is!"
Her protests soon died when I licked her slit and nibbled her clit, groaning in delight. A delicious shiver tore through her body, and I heard a few breathy moans as I increased the pressure of my tongue and added a finger.
It had been too long, and my cock throbbed painfully in my pants, but this wasn't about me. Whatever the reason for Pixie's low mood - and I strongly suspected my twin had done something shitty to upset her - an orgasm or two was the cure. My cock could wait.
"Oh god!" Pixie arched her back as I worked her like a fine instrument. I slid up her body while continuing to finger-bang her like a pro. When I sucked on a hard nipple, she moaned louder, her fingers clutching my hair. "Fuck!"
Her cunt pulsed around my fingers as she came hard. Once the convulsions wracking her tiny body finally slowed down, I withdrew my fingers, licked them clean, and grinned.
"Feel better, Pixie?" She nodded and then looked down at the bulge straining the front of my jeans.
"What about you?" A pink tongue slid out, moistening her plump lips. My thoughts immediately went to a place where that same tongue licked my cock like an ice cream, but I shoved them down. Now was not the time for a blow job.
I shrugged, quickly adjusting myself to relieve the discomfort in my jeans. "I can wait. It's dinnertime and you need to eat, Pixie. But first, I want to know why you're in bed this early, and who I need to kill for upsetting you."
27
Verity
Ronan's question killed my high and every single negative thought floating around in my fucked-up head came out to play.
I wasn't upset, just broken, and I knew that explaining this to Ronan would lead to a bunch of questions I couldn't answer. He wouldn't understand.
Ronan was like a bouncy golden retriever. He rarely suffered from bad moods, and unless someone badly pissed him off, he acted like the sun came out just for him.
Every single day.
Which, for the record, it definitely didn't do in this part of Ireland.
He would never understand my messed-up thoughts and emotions. Hell, I didn't know how to untangle the toxicity in my head. Nothing made sense to me. I should be happy. Ronan wasn't bored yet. He'd given me an orgasm while expecting nothing in return.
