That was thoughtful of Cora. And now Henrik got his turn
Insatiable. It’s the only word to describe what being in heat feels like. I’ve always had a high sex drive, but this was unbelievable. I lost track of how many times we’ve fucked in the last six days we’ve been here. There wasn’t a surface in this cottage we hadn’t christened. I feel bad for who has to come in here and deep clean after we are done. We started in the hot tub on day one. That moved to sex on the sofa and one of the chairs in the living area. We decided to spare the other two when Gunnar and I broke that chair. I think after that, we had the first threesome in the cottage on the rug. At some point, I was carried upstairs to the bedroom. It was a lovely room, and Cora went above and beyond to ensure the space was ready for us. Thankfully, it was a big bed in the center of the open space room. When I say open, I mean a wall that acted as a headboard on one side and vanity space on the other, which was the only separation of the bedroom from the bathroom. Okay, so there w
It’s a good thing I’m a werewolf. I don’t think anyone who doesn’t have some supernatural regenerative ability could have kept up with a six-day fuckfest. A human male’s dick would be chaffed and probably would’ve needed little blue pills to keep it up for as many rounds as we went. I know during heat, it’s supposed to be a fuckfest. That doesn’t mean post heat our sex lives have to become boring. From what I know about Zoe, I can’t see our sex life taking too drastic of a dip post-heat. Sure, we’ll have responsibilities as Betas and pack stuff to do, but at the end of the day, she will climb into a bed with Henrik and me. So, I predict a healthy and sustained sex life for our future. Which was another thing. Sharing a bed. I haven’t shared a bed with Henrik since we got too big to share a crib. We’re twins and shared the womb, but we needed our own space. It took till we turned thirteen to convince our parents to give us separate bedrooms. And now? Now, we were going to have a lifet
Are you fucking kidding me?! I don’t know which is more insane. That Primo attacked me, that he attacked me because of his fucking Bisnonna, or that he’s not back in Madonie after the first incident. Did Katrina not let André know Primo needed to go home? Maybe Finn convinced my cousin to let him stay since he’s mated to a member of his extended family. Either way, this was bullshit. “What does that mean? Why would your Bisnonna be adamant about you coming after me? Are you saying you were sent here to kill me?” I asked. “Because if that’s the case, your Bisnonna sent you on a suicide mission.” I scoffed. “What’s a Bisnonna? And why would it want you dead? Why would anyone want you dead?” Gunnar asked. I sighed and looked at my mate. I can excuse him for not knowing that. Italian isn’t his native language. Plus, he’s adorable when he’s clueless. I patted his cheek gently. “Bisnonna is great-grandmother in Italian,” I explained. “I can’t think of any reason someone would want me de
It was one thing to be cool and happy for my cousins finding mates. It’s another when Ashley’s mate is a piece of trash that attacked my mate, and worse, he attacked her while on the mating island because Ashley was in heat. Like, what the fuck was wrong with that guy? What kind of control did his great-grandmother have to make him go after a female who was already marked while he had a mate in heat? It didn’t make any fucking sense to me. Zoe may have explained that his great-grandmother is a witch, but I don’t fucking care. Witchcraft be damned, you don’t go against the mate bond. I wanted to rip his head off then and there. I didn’t care that doing so would cause Ashley heartache. It’s better than a lifetime with a piece of trash like Primo. Yet, despite my misgivings about the scumbag, Ashley was in heat, and off they went with my mate’s approval. “For someone so badass and who can turn anything she looks at into stone, you’re very soft.” I sighed as we reached our cottage. “Per
We spent the final day of my heat pretty much the same way we’d spent all the others, wrapped up in each other. If I wasn’t a werewolf, I’m sure my pussy, ass, and jaw would all be too sore even to consider sex for possibly a month. Thankfully, I am a werewolf, so I recovered quickly. And other than when our wolves mated, we were responsible adults and used condoms. We ran out of condoms, so the last time we were intimate at the cottage, my pussy was in a cock time-out. We still had plenty of fun, and neither complained that the options were mouth or ass. My heat ended today, so it was back to shore for my mates and me. I have work to do. I may not yet be able to extract Primo from Ironfur for Ashley’s sake and to honor the Goddess’ will. So that gives me time to get everything ready. I need to catch up on everything I missed during my week-long fuckfest. I have a ton of missed calls and texts from Katrina, Tie, André, Zio Alec, Mama, and Regina I needed to deal with. I didn’t expect
“Why should she stay in your room instead of mine?” I questioned, as my argument with Henrik picked back up after Zoe left to handle her Beta business. “Because I have the better bathroom. Why should Zoe stay in yours?” Henrik countered, folding his arms. “I have the bigger room and bed,” I said, gesturing to my room, which was larger than his, and to my king-size bed. Henrik may have had the better-attached bathroom, but it was at the cost of the larger bedroom. And with the size of his bedroom, he could only fit a queen-size bed if he wanted any floor space. It was a trade-off. And a bigger bathroom wasn’t a good enough reason to make the three of us fit in his smaller bed and share a smaller space. It wasn’t logical. Unless he doesn’t plan for me to be there, too. “Wait… you aren’t trying to create a scenario where it’s just you and Zoe, and I’m stuck on this side of the wall, are you?” I voiced my concern. Henrik’s eyes went wide as he blinked at me. That question caught him
After I’d listened to all my voicemails and read all my missed texts and emails, I video-called Kat and Tie. Between Papa and Alpha Finn, they knew Primo was in isolation as he’d found his mate. They hadn’t tried to force the issue because no one is a big enough asshole to try and separate mates while the female was in heat. That would be some seriously cold-hearted shit, and I don’t mean to Primo. I mean to Ashley. Primo could suffer for all I care. He’s shown he’s a spineless bastard who has no regard for his mate’s physical and mental well-being if he would attack me like that while his mate was in heat. The most his attack on me proved is that his wolf is weak. No male wolf would have come after a marked female while his mate was in active heat. When Kat dropped the latest bombs, I wasn’t sure which was worse or more unbelievable. Vittore Tafani had been stalking Delilah and used his tech skills to ensure she and my brother remained separated these past two years. I remembered th
“There’s not much we can do until Ashley and Livia are out of their heats.” I sighed. “Finn won’t try to separate a newly mated couple like that.” “And if they are here, they can’t do anything. Primo’s only alive for Ashley’s sake. Otherwise, he’d be broken in a few million pieces.” Gunnar snorted. “We understand and agreed with Alpha Finn to wait to force Primo and Livia, now that we know she’s in heat, back to Sicily to face their Alphas.” Tiberius sighed. “So, we will have to wait out the week. In the meantime, we’ll question Ilario and Celestina to try and figure out how Livia could have gotten involved in his mess.” Katrina said. “What about my brother? Primo’s twisted family? And the witch?” Zoe arched her brow. “Alexander is safe. Delilah isn’t letting him leave her side. And from what my brother says, that includes her bed.” Katrina snickered. “Wait? Seriously?” Zoe’s interest suddenly peaked as she leaned closer. “Yep. Papa, Crista, André, and Darren walked in on them i