Not exactly Shakespeare, but it did the trick, and I watched with rapt attention as she fell apart on my cock for the second time.
Normally, I would let her catch her breath a bit, but we were in a race against the clock. I could feel the momentum buildingup within myself, and the way she was gripping me was only speeding things up.
Besides, I had learned that if I made the right moves at the right time, I could chain her climaxes together. It was a challenge, but I was up for it.
Quite literally in this case.
“Breathe for me, Ven. Make sure you breathe, because you’re coming again, baby.”
“I can’t,” she mewled, her chest heaving, those gorgeous breasts of hers hypnotizing me.
I leaned down and kissed her, caressing her cheek as I did. “I promise, you can.”
And then I fucked her into the mattress.
I loved being gentle with Ven, loved treating her with reverence and soaking in the romance, but I also lovedtakingher. Letting the beast within me come out a little and indulge in my ancient instincts. And I loved that Ven enjoyed it. Her gasps, her pleading, the way she clung to me, the way she would occasionally beg for more. It really felt like we were two puzzle pieces perfectly matched for each other.
Once I had a good rhythm, I slipped a hand between us, going for her clit again. Normally, I would approach it cautiously, gently circling it to warm it up to stimulation, but this was not the time to take it easy.
It was oh-so-satisfying to feel her body responding. Her moans were a symphony I would never tire of hearing. I got lost in it, consumed by our growing pleasure. For a moment, it felt as if the whole world was suspended on the head of a needle, just her and I and our shared joy. But then Ven let out a wail, and she clamped down on me for all she was worth.
“Leo! Oh, fuck, Leo!”
And then she was coming, milking me like no one else ever could. I braced myself, and I still wasn’t prepared for thesensation that racked my body. I didn’t know what came over me, but in my ecstasy, I sealed my lips over where Ven’s mating gland would be if she was a shifter. It was an incredibly sensitive gland that existed in pretty much all of our species, and I longed to sink my teeth into it. But even if Ven didn’t actually have that particular piece of anatomy, it wasn’t something someone did without explicit consent. So, while I did graze my teeth against it, I didn’t bite down.
Just the feeling of my canines against her pulse was the last straw for me, and I finally lost it. The baser, primal part of me roared in satisfaction as I filled her, imagining a den full of pups and a full pack community to take care of them. Certainly not practical considering the situation we were in, but what did an orgasm care about being practical?
When both of us finally came down, I collapsed to the side, pulling Ven with me, so she was cuddled up against me. I knew she needed to go to the bathroom, but surely that could wait for a few moments, because even though we were soaking in our post-orgasmic bliss, I still wanted to be close to her. To have her scent filling my nostrils and her heartbeat echoing mine.
“I love you,” I said, trying not to think about those imaginary pups I could see a little too clearly. Maybe one day. Certainly not now.
“I love you, too,” Ven said before kissing me softly. I sank into that gentle affection, not a single wall between us. I didn’t know what the future held for us or if I would ever find the missing members of my pack, even if we took down the last two warlock brothers, but at least I knew that no matter what happened, Ven would always be by my side.
What more could an alpha ask for?
35
VANESSA
“So, as we approach this estate, I want to remind you that the original family who owned it go all the way back to the very first settlers that came to America.”
I nodded along, idly unzipping and rezipping my fanny pack as I listened. Honestly, it was kind of hard to catch what our tour guide was saying over the rumble of the bus engine. I couldn’t help but wonder if all the shifters around me were having an easier or worse time than I was. It wasn’t like I could ask though, because that risked potentially exposing our little ruse, which would be a damn shame considering how much work we’d put into it.
“As we arrive through the gates to the estate, I want to remind all of you to be respectful. We are guests at a culturally significant site. Remember, hands to yourself, and anything you bring in with you, you bring out with you.”
I had to hand it to Alicia, she really knew how to act. Gone was the taciturn, often scowling woman who always looked like she had something incredibly important to do. Instead, she was replaced by a khaki-wearing, pigtail-boasting tour guide with a megaphone and a serious can-do attitude. I was beginning towonder if she was less of a mercenary and more of a spy. I could definitely learn a thing or two from her.
“Ah, here we are!” She clapped joyfully as the bus pulled into the outer courtyard. The doors in the back and front opened, and all the passengers streamed out.
We were quite the colorful crew. This time, I wasn’t a caterer or a gardener. Instead, I and everyone else on the bus, sans Alicia, were playing tourists—the really,reallyannoying kind.
I hadn’t been part of the planning, but if I had, I knew I would have been delighted at the camp of it all. When everything had been explained to me, my only worry was that someone might recognize me, considering how often I popped up. Especially since I didn’t know if anything from Alric’s mansion had been recorded. Chiga had assured me it wouldn’t be a problem as he had plenty of disguises and supplies to make me fairly nondescript. That was how I’d ended up with platinum blonde hair tied up in a red bandana, and blue contacts.
“Hey, what the hell are you doing here? You gotta get out!”
I did my best to ignore the several security guards rushing toward us. One of their cars raced from the inner part of the estate. Alicia had called in a few favors and employed eagle shifters to scout ahead to get any useful information about the McMansion where the remaining brothers were holed up.
“Ma’am!” the closest security guard continued. He looked like the one in charge. “Ma’am, you can’t be here. This is a private residence.”
