“It's a little too late for flattery, Tyler…you've already claimed me as your mate…I couldn’t escape now, even if I wanted to.”
Tyler chuckles seductively as he flips me onto the bed. “I won't be giving you any reason towantto escape, Arianna Hart, my mate…” he drawls as he leans in and kisses me again, his tongue seducing the cavity of my mouth as his hands whisper over my hips. My thighs part as his kisses travel down my neck, coasting my collarbones, his lips journeying down the valley of my breasts. Every kiss, every sensation, ignites a fire I've never walked through before, my body lit up with electric pulses that escalate in intensity until Tyler's face is between my thighs.
“Oh, my Goddess!” I cry out in ecstatic pleasure when his tongue dips through my folds, my aching, moist hole pulsingwith need as I throw my head back and bask in the sensations flowing through me. I've never felt anything like this, his lips suckling my folds as he drinks the juices flowing from my core as if it's his sustenance, delivering so much pleasure that it feels like I'm going to explode.
“I'm gonna—oh, my G-G—ah!” I scream when my orgasm hits me the moment his finger thrusts through my folds, and he climbs over me, crushing his lips to mine. I hum as I taste the sweetness of my essence on his tongue, my body pliable beneath him as he dips his cock between my convulsing walls.
His hips are fluid as he pumps into me, his tongue sweet as he breathes life into me through our kisses. The air fills with the sound of skin slapping skin in a rhythmic motion, our breathing, and the lewd sound of our kisses as he makes love to me. With our bodies united in the most primal dance, my soul soars to heights I've never reached before, my body on the verge of the most explosive orgasm as my walls pull his cock deeper inside me.
Tyler breaks the kiss, our foreheads connected as he stares deeply into my eyes, his breathing heavy as he continues to thrust.
“I love you, Arianna Hart,” he professes.
“I love you too—ah…”
As my orgasm hits again, Tyler's lips meet mine, and he grunts, spilling hot ropes deep between my walls. As he kisses me, my eyelids close as I let myself drift into the soothing waves that wash over me from the climax, and that's when I'm hit with a vision.
My eyes snap open, a gasp escaping my lips when I find Tyler staring at me with his brows furrowed.
“What was that?” he gasps in shock, eyes flitting to my belly before lifting again.
“You saw that?” I ask in surprise, to which he nods and lowers himself to the side, drawing me close and placing one hand on my belly.
“I saw it…Ifeltit…” he breathes in awe, eyes meeting mine and sparkling in a light shade of blue. “Is it true?”
“I—I don't know,” I whisper as I place my hand on his, where it rests on my belly, wondering if the vision I had was right.
But there's no reason to doubt what I saw in the vision—a scene of me clutching Tyler's hand and lugging in deep breaths while staring at a belly plump enough to house a werewolf pup, on the verge of giving birth—when we both feel the gentle patter of a little one's heart vibrating in my belly.
I slowly turn my eyes to Tyler, only to find him grinning from ear to ear.
“This is the best news ever!” he exclaims, pecking my lips as if to thank me. “I can't believe I get to be around for it this time.”
Giggling lightly, I stare at him quizzically. “I guess you have your work cut out for you. My first pregnancy was exhausting.”
“You won't even have to lift a finger. I won't allow it,” he declares with a tilted chin. “This time, you're not doing it alone. I'll be there every step of the way.”
As Tyler kisses me again, warm, fuzzy feelings of bliss wash over me, and I realize that I already trust him fully again.
I mean, how can I not trust Tyler when he's shown me that he's everything I ever needed and more?
It took us a long time to get here, but now that we're here, I don't want this night to end.
Epilogue - Tyler
Two Weeks Later
I take a deep breath as I nod at my father, who's standing on the stage with me, his elderly eyes twinkling with acknowledgment and approval of this next phase I'm embarking on.
The back doors of the pack hall open up to cue Arianna's arrival, and my heart races with anticipation to see her in the dress I've been forbidden to see before the big day.
My mother wanted everything to be perfect, and Arianna agreed to let the retired luna handle the mating ceremony—a gathering to celebrate our mate bond and Arianna officially stepping in as the luna of the Moonshine Pack.
My chest swells with pride and admiration the moment I lay eyes on her, my breath stolen by her ethereal beauty as she steps into the hall, arm-in-arm with my mother, and walks down the aisle with white lilies hanging from the ceiling to welcome her.
I smirk when I notice her reaction to the surprise—a personal touch I requested, to symbolize the first night we ever spoke when we met in the graveyard. She's smiling, her eyes twinkling with appreciation as she recognizes the gesture and blushes.
We've come a long way since that night, and overcome many obstacles and challenges to get to this moment when she walks into the hall with my mother. I'm about to profess my undying love for her for the pack to witness, and though I'm not the one who can foresee the future, I know it's going to be great having her by my side.
