But she was the one leading them now. She sank down onto him and moved her hips slowly, never breaking the kiss as they were joined together in that most intimate way. The tight heat of her body enveloped him inch by inch, her inner walls gripping him as she took him deeper. The sensation was so intense he had to break the kiss to gasp for air.
Her breasts pressed against his chest with each rise and fall, her nipples hard points dragging across his skin, and her breath came in short pants against his neck. They chased their release until she came with a gasp in his arms. Her orgasm rippled through her, her inner walls clenching around his cock.
The sensation pulled his own climax from him, his hips jerking up as he spilled inside her, marking her in the most primal way possible.
They stayed locked together, bodies trembling, foreheads pressed close as they caught their breath, everything else fell away—his pack, her coven, the uncertain future—leaving only the two of them and the certainty that this was exactly where they were meant to be.
Chapter
Thirty-Three
Four daysof staying in pack territory, and things were going okay.
Elise's time spent with Nico was great. She got to cuddle with him in bed, go to sleep with him every night, wake up with him every morning, and not fear that they'd be torn apart by his people. She could really get used to that.
But then there were other parts.
The pack house was more than an hour away from the zoo, and Nico had to drive her all that way to drop her off for work and pick her up. Plenty of people had an hour-long commute, she knew, but it was definitely more frustrating than the ten minutes she normally had to commute from the coven house.
Again, totally worth it for the time she got to spend with her new boyfriend, getting to know him and getting to just enjoy what it was like to be in a relationship, even if it was a complicated one.
But worry had been riding her hard.
She'd spent each shift she'd worked at the zoo worried that one of her sisters would come up to her and try to convinceher to go home and break up with Nico or use a magic spell to brainwash her into forgetting he had ever existed.
Okay, that last one wasn't likely. That kind of magic was a terrible thing to do to somebody, and Elise didn't hang out with the kind of people who would think to use it. But you didn't really need brainwashing magic when guilt could do half the job.
During the other parts of her shift, she'd been worrying about those Iron Runner wolves who'd caused trouble the last time she and her coven had done a spell together.
She and Nico weren't trying to hide their relationship. Every day he dropped her off she left the car after giving him a thorough kiss that anyone could see. The zoo was like the university—neutral territory. She didn't see any of the Iron Runner pack, but she wouldn't recognize most of them on sight.
Elisehadtalked to Aya, giving her a call the first night she stayed at the pack house, more out of precaution than anything else. She didn't know what Delainey planned to tell everybody, and she didn't want to risk them mounting some sort of rescue mission that wasn't needed, getting themselves killed in the process. Aya had been understandably cautious. She wasn't exactly accepting, but Elise thought if she was given a little bit more time, she might come around.
And now Aya had been able to give the message to the coven: Elise would come backonlyif they could accept that she was dating a werewolf, and she wasn't going to break up with him.
Then there was that deadline. Six days had seemed like a godsend four days ago.
Now she was staring down the final two days, thankfully a weekend, so she had time to plot and plan, but she had no idea what she was going to do.
Get an apartment, probably. If she couldn't go back to the coven house, she would need a place to stay. Hopefully, she could find something with immediate occupancy.
Was Nico going to be weird about that? He was still offering up his shirts for her to wear even though he was finding appropriately sized pants just like before. Judging by the looks some of the werewolves in the pack had given her, this was definitely a possessive boyfriend/mate thing.
But she liked wearing Nico's clothes, so she didn't mind it. Even if he was weird about her finding her own place, he'd eventually have to be rational.
She couldn't stay with the pack forever. She wasn't a werewolf.
And this thing between them was still so new. They were in their honeymoon phase, even if it was a bit of a nightmarish honeymoon. They would eventually want some space from each other. She couldn't really move in with him after four days of dating. Especially since Nico kept insisting five-in-one shower gel was a perfectly acceptable kind of soap.
But that morning she had woken up alone and slept a little late, waking to an empty bed. Nico was probably off on werewolf business somewhere. She found herself thankfully alone in the kitchen for breakfast.
The place was like Grand Central Station between the hours of six-thirty and eight-thirty a.m., but closer to nine-thirty it was a little more deserted.
During her involuntary stay with the pack, she hadn't realized just how many people lived in the pack house, but there had to be close to fifty. Not all of them stayed in the house proper. Some of them had small cottages on the property or lived a few miles down the road. But the pack had open access to the house and were in and out all day, every day.
They all knew that she was with Nico. They all knew she was a witch. And most of them stared at her like she was a member of a freak show. She was pretty sure some of them expected her to start cackling maniacally and turn someone into a frog.
That was another thing that Elise wouldn't hate getting away from. She didn't like the stares. She didn't hate them enough to break up with Nico over it, but if she had to deal with it all day, every day, the strain eventually might be too much.
