He is so deep inside me, his balls hit my ass. His teeth grace my neck, a promise of what he is going to do the moment he has the chance. “Spread your legs for me.”
I oblige, closing my eyes when I feel his palm pressing against my most sensitive area. His other hand is cupping one of my breasts now, fingers suddenly tweaking my nipples. They are still sensitive from the last time, but I can’t help but love everything he does to me.
He is more demanding this morning, a little rougher, but nothing about it scares me. I want him to fuck me hard and claim me. The alpha blood inside me, and particularly Alora, was extremely turned on that hecandominate me, that he makes me submit to his urges, not because I feel scared or threatened, but because Iwantto.
And again, despite him being wilder this morning than last night, he makes sure I come first, holding me upright while I moan and shiver. Only then does he allow himself to come.
For a moment, we remain in that position, me pressed against the shower wall, with his forehead resting against my shoulder and his cock still inside me. Then he pulls out of me carefully, tying his condom up and tossing it into the bin.
“I swear,” he mutters. “The moment I can mark you, I will steal you away for a weekend and then do nothing else but fuck you over and over again.”
I turn my head to smile at him. “How long until our bodies tell us to stop?”
“We’ll see then,” he smirks, kissing my shoulder.
I glance at him. “Make sure to be prepared, then,” I say. “And with a lot of stamina.”
Like any alpha wolf, he immediately knows when something is a challenge; his eyes glint before he turns my head to claimmy lips in an almost bruising kiss. If we didn’t need to leave for breakfast soon, I’d have jumped his bones again.
But that’s not an option.
I got busted yesterday. The evening went well, much better than I expected, but now everyone knows who I am and where I’m from, and I am sure Forest’s parents know, too. I need to strike while the iron is hot.
And I know it will be damn hot today.
“A message from Martin,” Forest says when he grabs his phone.
“What does it say?”
He looks at me, his eyes following as I scramble around, putting on clothes for breakfast. I can’t help but chuckle. “The message, Forest.”
“Oh, right.” He looks at his phone screen again, frowning before his eyes light up. “He went out to meet his contact last night. Will meet us at breakfast. He and Griffin have the info we needed.”
“What about Griffin? Will he join us, too?”
Forest types the question and receives an answer not a minute later. “Martin says Griffin was up the whole night. He sent him home to get some sleep.”
“What did he do the remainder of the night?” I ask. “He returned home with us. Did he work some more?”
“In his message, Martin says he did some additional research on the stuff you needed from him.”
I nod. “Makes sense. I asked him to investigate my parents’ death.”
Forest looks at me with a furrowed brow. “Do you think they didn’t die of a natural cause?”
“I am not sure, Forest.” I sit down next to him, smiling when he takes my hand. “I find it highly unlikely thatbothof them were killed. But I also find it highly unlikely that they both diedof natural causes so shortly after each other. I need to know the truth.”
“We’ll find out what happened,” Forest promises. He takes a deep breath. “Are we ready to take it up with my parents?”
“I for one am,” I say, straightening my shoulders. “Now that the cat is out of the bag, we need to act fast.”
“And one important move is to show everyone how much in love we are,” Forest says.
It might sound a little cheesy, but he actually has a point. It will show our unity. We make it down the stairs, out to the corridor and then towards the dining hall, when we meet some pack members. They eye us curiously, but Forest and I just chat with them while Forest keeps his arm around my shoulders, like nothing is amiss. The pack members follow his lead.
It seems like he has truly gained some of their trust.
“You might want to join us for breakfast,” Forest tells some of them.
