She loved that she wasn’t feeling this alone.She loved that this was totally mutual.With a whimper, she began to rock back and forth, not going too fast but just enough that he was hitting all the good spots inside her.His fingers picked up the pace again and the ecstasy that had helped her release the tension down below, returned in full force as it hurled her over an unseen edge and shot her into the stratosphere.
The orgasm came out of nowhere.Just like its mini predecessor.It annihilated everything, made her wonder if there’d be anything left after she woke up because the strength of the sensation he forced her to feel was like nothing else.
She let out a hoarse shriek as the magic of the moment swelled inside her, and the moment was set when his roar filled her ear drums, and the splash of his seed deep in her body made her feel connected to him as she should always have been connected to him, and as she had never known she would be united with a man.
Chapter 11
The house was imposing.It certainly wasn’t welcoming.If anything, the way it loomed was totally off-putting.
It was a bizarre mixture of fifties’ and twenties’ architecture with Art Deco touches that should have been beautiful but were, instead, awkward.The sheer size of it, however, was something he’d expected.
“My mom has no taste,” El groused as they pulled up the drive and headed toward the huge house two mornings later—two mornings in which she’d begged and pleaded not to have to come here, but had ultimately lost the battle.
She’d been sulking ever since.
At her words, however, sulky or not, all four of them snickered.
“What?”she asked, apparently not understanding the joke.
Ryan patted her knee, but Marc grabbed her hand and pressed the tips of her fingers to his lips.“Keep on saying it how it is,” he teased.
She wrinkled her nose in a way that made him wonder if she could get any fucking cuter.God help him, she was made to mess with his head.
“It’s the truth,” she chided.
“Yeah, we know that but you’re not supposed to say it.”Ryan chuckled.“Still, Marc’s right.Don’t stop.It’s funny.Plus, you’ll need that when you’re around the Pride.The faction beneath us are pains in the ass and sycophants.They’re worse ass lickers than dogs.”
At his disgusted tone, El chuckled.“You don’t like dogs, huh?Isn’t that kind of conforming to stereotypes?”
“They lick ass.”Trip shuddered.“What’s to like?”
“And cats don’t?”she hooted.“My grandmother had a cat.I used to watch him bend in ways that no other creature can surely bend.”
“It’s a good job we learned early on that she’s a pervert, guys,” Trip teased, watching El as she blew up with color.
“You know what I mean!”she retorted.
“Watching cats get off, that’s sick, babe,” he carried on, then chuckled when she folded her arms across her chest with a pout.
“Be grateful you’ve been sleeping with me the last two nights,” she said with a huff, but she smirked prettily at him from under her lashes.
Marc lifted her hand to his mouth again.“Shawn gets to keep you company tonight.”
She stilled at his side and caught the guard’s gaze in the rearview mirror.“Is that right?”
Ryan nodded.“That’s right.We figured you’d need some time.”
El leaned over and squeezed his knee.“That was kind of you.All of you.”
The three of them shrugged, but Marc was the one who spoke.“You might know him better than any of us, but it’s all a learning curve.”He sighed.“We just want you to be happy, El.That’s our biggest priority.”
“What did I do to be so lucky?”she whispered under her breath as she stared him in the eye.
“The same could be said for us,” he teased, reaching down to press a kiss to her nose.
They couldn’t say any more as Shawn was pulling up in front of the house and braking to a halt.The doors to the large mansion opened and a woman, most definitely staff in a white pinafore and lilac maid’s uniform, stood there beaming at El.
The beaming smile wavered a little at the sight of three strangers and Shawn, but she held out her hands to El the moment their mate was standing on the gravel drive.
