Jonas was quiet on their drive home, and Cindy couldn’t blame him. She had so many thoughts and questions swirling around in her brain, she didn’t know where to start, so she just focused on driving. When they made it inside the house, they collapsed onto the couch.
“Well, that was unexpected,” she started.
“Like the bullshit from your parents needed to be topped.”
She laughed. “Exactly.”
“But I’m really glad that Olivia trusts us to stand with her. Be there for her.”
“Me too.” She kicked off her shoes, turned so that she was leaning against the arm of the couch, and put her toes under his thigh.
“How do you think this is going to go?” he asked.
She took in a deep breath while she thought about it. “I guess when they get a few facts under their belts, Myra and Adam will talk to Jose, Brenda’s alpha. When he questions her, it should all come clear. They just need to have solid reasons to talk to her. And they need as much information as they can gather to know exactly which questions to ask.”
Jonas nodded. “I’m glad John is involved. He’s a great alpha. He should be able to help Jen navigate keeping the pack and Olivia safe while still letting the police handle their business.”
“Will you mind if I’m the one who goes with Olivia to the station?” she asked. “At first I was thinking we should both go, so that she feels plenty of support, but now I’m thinking that might look weird to the deputy.”
“Hm, maybe. And no, I don’t mind. But I’m happy to go if the timing stinks for you.”
She nodded, covered her mouth as she yawned. “It was such a lovely day to end with such craziness.”
“I’m glad you guys had a good time.”
“We did. It was great getting closer to everyone.” She pulled her feet out from under him and stood. He watched her as she pulled her sweater over her head, hooked her thumbs into the top of her skirt and underwear, and pushed them down to her ankles. Stepping free, she straddled him on the couch. His arms immediately came around to hold her, support her.
He didn’t say anything, just watched and waited.
She caressed his face with her fingers, from the hairline to his jaw. She held her fingers there, delicately, barely touching—and leaned in to kiss him savagely.
He grunted at the impact, his arms tightening their hold. She speared her fingers into his hair, tugged.
He growled and stood, holding her with one arm while he tried to open his jeans. He cursed into her mouth but she just smiled around the kiss.
When he tore his mouth away, she couldn’t help herself. “Problem?”
“I’ve got it now, you witch,” he assured her, then turned and lay her on the couch, pushing into her in one swift thrust.
It felt amazing, like being filled with lightning. She sparked and nearly came, but she needed more of him. He had one knee beside her and the other foot on the floor. She grabbed his thigh and held on while he found his rhythm.
“Touch yourself,” he grunted. “I want to see.”
She met his gaze and grew even slicker just from his words and from the heat in his eyes. Bringing one hand up to his mouth, she offered him two fingers. He sucked them in hard, bit lightly, laved and tongued them. When she pulled them free, he managed a little kiss.
Without losing eye contact, she moved her wet fingers to her clit, circled and pinched. She clinched her vaginal muscles hard around his cock. Sweat beaded on his forehead and she wanted to lick it off, but he was too far away. He picked up speed, and she lost all rational thought. Only blinding sensations as she worked her clit, watched his eyes, and felt him all the way inside her core.
“I love you, baby,” he said.
She lost it, came with his words, her hand stilling, her hips arching.
He thrust again, one more time, and came inside her. She pulled his face down and kissed him softly.
Cindy woke up Monday morning with an abundance of energy. Maybe being mated was somehow turning her into a morning person. Or maybe it was the good sex. She grabbed her phone and checked her emails first, in case there was an early message from their realtor, but no. There was, however, a message from her brother, asking when she was going to come visit or offering to come meet Jonas in New Mexico, instead. Either way, he said, it was going to happen soon.
She smiled, but then wondered if her parents had talked to him at all. She pecked out a quick reply that she was definitely bringing Jonas out to meet him and the kids as soon as they sorted some stuff out.
Jonas was still sleeping so she watched for a minute, sighing at how gorgeous he was, and then rolled out of bed.
