Sliding my hand over his shaft, I removed the pre-cum from the tip and slathered it over his dick. With my fingers wrapped around his, we pumped slowly just as I slid into him, inch by inch.
“Mmm, that feels nice, but I want you to speed up. Just fuck me, Phelan.”
I peppered kisses over his shoulders before plunging into him and doing what he’d asked. We fucked hard as I rammed inside him, and his hips jerked in response.
I couldn’t hold off much longer, and knowing my mate, his little mewling signaled he was close as well.
“Harder,” Rawling panted as our bodies bucked and shuddered.
He stiffened and yelled as cum spurted from his cock onto the mat. My length pounded into him once and twice, before I shouted his name and cum streamed into his channel.
My knot claimed him, and we lay on the mat in one another’s arms, avoiding the cum we’d have to clean up later.
I was happy. Rawling and then Eira had given me something I never expected or thought I deserved.
THIRTY-THREE
RAWLING
“That security guard is kind of an ass.” Bardoul adjusted his jacket.
“That’s the point,” Phelan agreed as Jack insisted on holding Eira.
“How did the school agree to let you bring in a private security firm?” Channon pulled up a chair. Phelan rubbed his fingers together. “Oh, of course, money.”
“Mmmm, Father said he’d withhold a significant donation if our request was refused.”
Money talked in the human and shifter world, and especially here at Sombertooth, and while my father-in-law adored me and my daughter, he spent a lot of his waking hours focused on money.
Eira giggled because Jack was bouncing our daughter on her knee and Bardoul was tickling her tummy. When we moved to our new college, we’d planned to live off campus, so we’d miss the community we’d built here. Though I had to admit, the community was my doing.
Atticus had been Phelan’s best friend before I arrived at Sombertooth, and while my mate wasn’t part of the Sable Hounds, he’d hung around with some of those guys and otherswho did archery. But Channon, Bardoul, and Jack were his friends now because of me, and I was pleased I’d brought everyone together. While it’d be sad to say goodbye, I’d look forward to all the hellos in our future.
Holden arrived and grabbed a soda from the fridge. He’d been here often enough that he understood he could get his own refreshment. Neither Phelan nor I were going to wait on him, and though neither would be overly friendly toward one another, Phelan didn’t fume when Holden appeared. Thank gods we were past that.
Eira was passed to Channon who instructed her how to behave when she first met her wolf. As she had two wolf shifter parents, it was pretty much confirmed she was a shifter, though there was a possibility she’d be latent. Atticus’s folks had thought I was, and if that happened, we’d guide her on how to be proud of herself and her heritage while being her beautiful unique self.
“Take the baby, Jack. I can’t say what I’m going to when I’m holding this little girl.”
But on hearing that, Phelan got up and cradled Eira in his arms while resting his head on her chin.
“Bardoul and I spoke to Kendric again.” Channon clenched his hands.
The conversation paused, with the only sound being Eira “talking” to Phelan.
“Are you ready for this?”
There was a chorus of noes and yeses.
“The day Mika vanished, he told Kendric he had a meeting with Professor Shaw.”
Even Eira seemed to sense she should stop her baby babbling.
“Why?” Holden was making notes on his phone, which he’d told us were in an encrypted app. Smart but scary that he was so wary of his phone being hacked or maybe commandeered.
“He didn’t know why, just that the professor had asked to see him.”
“That makes no sense.” Phelan put our daughter in her bassinet. “Mika’s beef was with Coach, not the professor. How did Professor Shaw get involved?”
