Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
I hoped she liked winters in Wyoming.
They shared about their childhood in Pittsburgh, their parents, who still lived there, and the antics they used to play trading places in school growing up.
“Lyssa is the extra one, so it makes sense that she’d get two mates,” Emma laughed.
“Are you extra, babygirl?” Knox had Lyssa on his lap. Her legs extended onto Travis’ lap, so she was touching both.
Lyssa nodded then grinned, not ashamed to admit, “I’m a lot to handle.”
“Oh, we’ll handle you, angel,” Travis promised, toying with one of her long locks of black hair. “You’ll never be too much for us.”
I caught Emma’s eye. “And you’ll always be enough for me,” I told her and watched a lovely flush fill her cheeks.
“To the most beautiful and intelligent twins who ever walked this earth.” Knox raised his beer bottle.
“Here, here.” I lifted mine, and we all clinked bottles and drank. “And now I’m desperate for some alone time with my mate, and I’m sure you guys are, too.” I stood and picked Emma off the couch, swinging her up into my arms.
She gasped then laughed.
“Last one to make their mate come is a rotten egg.” I dashed off to the bedroom as the main room exploded with laughter.
“Challenge accepted!” Travis shouted after us.
I carried Emma into our bedroom and kicked the door closed. I eased her down to her feet, keeping our bodies connected the entire time. I heard Knox’s and Travis’s voices then Lyssa giggle. Then a door slam shut.
“Finally, I get you alone,” I murmured.
She looked up at me, her brown eyes warm, her full lips parted. I scented her arousal already.
“It feels like an eternity since you left this bed.” The pain of her walking out this morning returned but with a duller ache. So much had happened since then. I wanted to wash it all away, to return it to just me and Emma. Us. Together.
No surprise twin sister.
No rogue shifter.
No secrets.
“To me, too,” she whispered.
I cupped her face. “Don’t leave me again,” I begged, my thumbs stroking over her soft skin. “Stay and communicate. We can always work things out.”
She nodded, unsnapping my shirt. She was just as eager for us to be bare as I was. “I got scared. I understand now. I’m sure of you.”
I stroked my hand down her back and squeezed her ass. “I’m sure of you, too.”
She laughed. “It kind of seems like you don’t have a choice. You did bite me after all.”
I grinned. “Well, that’s true, but there’s so much to it. There’s my biology–my wolf side that drives me to keep you close, protected, provided for.” I flicked my brows and put a little growl into my voice. “Pleasured.”
She rubbed her body over mine and smiled. “Mmm. I like the sound of that.”
“But there’s also the human side. That part of me falls more and more in love with you every minute. I didn’t say it before, baby. I love you. I do. Yes, you’re my mate, but my heart is yours.”
Her eyes grew bright with tears. “I love you, too,” she whispered. She’d opened my shirt, and she’d slid her hands up my bare chest.
My cock, already semi-hard, thickened painfully against my zipper.
I wanted to go slow with her this time. I didn’t have the full moon and the need to mark her driving me mad anymore. It seemed that one little nick of my tooth had been enough to embed my scent in her skin and satisfy my need, which frankly was a relief. Marking a human could be dangerous and was obviously painful for them, since they didn’t heal instantly like we did.
This time, I could savor touching Emma, learning every inch of her body. Every moan. Whimper. Gasp. I slipped her t-shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor.
She worked on unbuttoning my jeans.
I unsnapped her bra, groaning when her large breasts sprang free. Before I could lower my head to worship them, Emma sank to her knees, dragging my jeans and boxer briefs down as she went.
The sight of her before me, glancing up at me through her fringe of lashes was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“Oh, shit.”
She smiled up at me as she gripped my erection.
I kicked my jeans and boxer briefs off my ankles to get them out of her way, and she extended her tongue and brought the head of my cock to it.
One touch of her wetness, and my balls drew up tight. I groaned, stroked my fingers over her silky hair.
She held her tongue still and rubbed the head of my cock over it. The alternating sensation of hot tongue and cooling air drove me wild. Especially when she followed all that teasing by engulfing my entire cock in her mouth and letting it slide deep.