Finally, I turn the water off and open the curtain. The entire bathroom is filled with steam. I grab my towel and run it through my hair a couple of times, leaving the bathroom once it's wrapped tightly around my body.
I don't hear Nate in the kitchen anymore. I jump when I walk into the bedroom and he's already in it, peeling his shirt off over his head. I gulp at the sight of his defined stomach.
"Perv." I feel my cheeks heating up at the grin on his face. I was totally ogling him. I make my way to the dresser, pulling the top drawer open and digging around for something comfy to wear. "I thought you'd be staying with Ike tonight." Says a still Nate from behind me. "You two didn't get in a fight, did you?"
I laugh, shaking my head and turning around with a pair of shor
"Did you like that?" He asks. I laugh, my chest heaving."Yeah, yeah I liked that." I feel him move up to the bed and pull the blanket to cover my chest as he lays beside me. He props himself up on his elbow and stares down at me as I catch my breath, like I'd been the one doing all the hard work. "Who taught you that?" I ask, watching his face for a reaction. He laughs, grinning down at me. My heart skips a beat at its sight. Fuck, I loved that smile of his. Have I told him that yet?"Not another woman, if that's what you're thinking. Actually, I learned that from your favorite trio of idiots." My brows shoot up at those words."You... talk to them about stuff like that?" I feel a little embarrassed, to be honest. They were like little brothers to me; I didn't know how I felt about them giving Nate advice on how to make
"Good morning, Thomas." I warm at the sight of the now very familiar boy turning to smile at me as I approached the much larger than normal group of wolves assembled in their usual spot. There was like sixty people here, and it was only seven thirty in the morning.Ike had told me to wake him up for breakfast, but when I'd gone in a few minutes ago to do so, he was knocked out cold, sprawled out like a star fish in his bed. I just couldn't bring myself to wake him up, so he was still sleeping. I'm sure he would nag me when he finally did get up, but he'd get over it."I've missed having you around." Thomas chirps as he closes the distance between us to throw an arm around my shoulder. I scowl and shove it off as we walk towards the front of the now quiet group. They're all watching us, and I try to avoid eye contact. These we
"Come on, Luna. Don't let me down." Connor leans over me, smiling. I growl and grab the front of his hair, pulling his head down into my own. It wasn't as hard as I had done in my fight with Adan, but it was hard enough to crack his nose and throw him off balance so I could shove him off. I don't stand up though, I crawl onto his back and wrap my arm around his throat, grabbing my elbow with my other hand and squeezing as tight as I could.He stands, albeit slowly and with shaky legs. I squeeze my eyes shut but keep my grip on his throat when he falls back against the ground with me as his cushion. I cough, and choke for oxygen at the weight of him against me.But seconds later, I feel his hand tapping my arm for mercy, and I let go of my grip on his throat to roll away and stare up at Thomas, who is shaking his head and pinc
"Are you hungry?" Ike is moving around the kitchen while Nate and I sit on the couch beside each other. He's got one arm wrapped around my still bare middle while I sit against him with my knees curled to my chest."I could eat." Nate grumbles from beside me. I think he was a little confused about Ike's invitation as well. They had been getting along better, but this was the first time Ike had actively invited him to join us for our time together. I had always been around one mate or the other, unless we were discussing something pack related.I watch Ike in the kitchen, his strong back muscles moving as he starts a pot of coffee, pulls a pan out from under the stove. I can feel myself sighing at how handsome he looks doing something so simple. It helped that he was still shirtless too, I guess.
A man touching each of my naked breasts, one with his hand working in-between my legs, one whispering in my ear and kissing my neck.I was on the edge already, and we had just started. My legs are trying to close on themselves, but Nate has a grip on each one of my thighs to keep that from happening."I'm going to come." I whine, letting my head fall back. Ike's mouth grabs a hold of my mark, and I groan as I feel myself coming on Nate's hand.I watch as Nate pulls his hand out from inside me, shoving his two fingers into Ike's mouth, who much to my fucking surprise, sucks on them, grabbing his wrist to get all my cum off even the base of his fingers. Why did it make me squirm in anticipation to see my two mates acting like that towards each other?"Are you done?" Nate asks Ike once he removes his fingers from
I hear Nate chuckling from his spot above me on the couch, and Ike groaning from below me."I'm having post nut clarity." I hear Ike grumbling as he stands off the couch and picks his shorts up off the ground. "We're all going to hell after that."Nate and I both laugh, and I cover my eyes with one of my arms, my chest heaving up and down still."But did you like it?" I shake my head, listening to the two talk back and forth."No, it was gross. Why would you put your nasty fingers in my mouth? I have no idea where those things have been." I hear Ike clanking around in the kitchen again. I guess we had gotten a little distracted from the reason we had come in here.
"I told you to be quiet. You are poorly behaved today." He growls into my ear. "Are you going to come for me when I tell you to?" I nod against the shower wall, shuddering at the feeling of him deep inside me. "You fucking better." He slams into me again, and I feel my spot throbbing with anticipation. I needed to come again. "No, Cleo. You're going to wait for me to say you can." Nate stops rubbing in between my legs, and I groan against his hand. "What, you think you can have anything you want? Whenever you want it?" He pulls his dick out all the way, rubbing it against my entrance. Fuck, he was driving me crazy right now. Why was I so horny lately? It was like I was in heat."I'm going to come inside you again, and then you can come, if I feel nice." Nate huffs as he sinks back into me. I want him to rub in between my legs again, I'm twitching with desire right now. "Oh m
Nate.What is that?Sounds like your mate.Nate.Why can I hear her? I mean I have good hearing, but I was at the edge of the packs land, running around with Thomas and his wolves.I wasn't really trying to avoid Cleo, I just, thinking she may be in heat made me feel kind of dirty about screwing her. I mean, trust me, I wanted to. She'd smelled so fucking good these last couple days. Every time she touched my skin it made my entire body light on fire. I felt like we were both most sensitive lately. I fucking love it, but not if it wasn't her own free will. I didn't like when I took advantage of her like that.Still, I feel the wo
"You little shit, get your ass back here." I laugh from my spot on the kitchen counter, watching Nate chase our naked child, Liam around the living room with a yellow bath towel clutched in his hand. Liam stops then, turning around to grin at his dad. He was only three, but was already extremely mobile, and had a smile just like his dad's. "Are you going to help me?" Nate sighs, glaring up at me as Liam yells and resumes running around like a mad man with his arms up in the air. I shake my head a little, pointing to where Liam is now standing on the couch. He grins at his dad, who finally swoops in and grabs him in his arms, wrapping the towel around him tightly as he does so. "Ha! Got you!" Nate declares as he wrestles Liam so he's upside down in his arms. He squeals with delight as Nate carries him like that back towards his room to put clothes on, calling him a weakling the entire time. But Liam loves it. He loves his dad, and he loves playing and "fighting" with him.I smile a
Why is it so often when I'm waking up in the morning, I'm in pain? I groan, stretching my arms above my head and blinking away sleep. I wince as harsh daylight assaults my eyes. My head pounds, and I bring a hand up to rub at my temple."Fuck." I groan, sitting up and leaning against the bed's headboard. I look down at where Ike is facing away from me, towards the wall, hugging himself and with no blanket. Nate is on the other side, also facing away, burrioted up in the entire blanket. I fall forward and start to crawl between them to get out of the bed. I stop when I feel a hand grabbing my ankle. Nate's green eyes are already staring at me. He's rolled over and untucked himself from his blanket tomb. "You're not going to make me chase you again, are you?" I furrow my brow, sitting in a crawling position, trying to think why I would run away. "Oh." I say when I finally realize what Ike had done to Nate last night. I didn't actually see anything, but I remember one of Ike's hands
I leave Ike at the bottom of the stairs, taking Cleo into my bedroom first and laying her down gently. She starts wiggling around, smiling and rubbing all over the sheets. Weirdo. I go back for Ike, who is pulling himself up the stairs, or trying to. He's got one hand on the second step, his other on the first. "Can I help you?" I ask, bending down to wrap one of his arms around my shoulder and putting my arm around his middle. "Here we go." He mumbles as I half drag him to my bed.I let him fall onto it, barely avoiding Cleo, who has taken her leggings off finally and is laying like a starfish on the bed. I sigh. I turn and flip the light off, kicking my shoes off as I do. Off come my pants and shirt. "Move." I huff, closing Cleo's legs and scooting her to one side of the bed. "You too." Ike listens for once, but only because he wants to be Cleo's big spoon. I roll my eyes and fall into the empty space beside them.I lay on one arm, staring at the ceiling for a moment before clo
"You know what her parents told me earlier?" Ike tilts his head to stare at me. I shake my head. "They told me, that this is the last time they'll be seeing Cleo." I freeze at his words. My eyes dart around to try and find the two in question. "Don't bother looking for them. They went back to their place and are leaving first thing in the morning. They aren't even planning on saying goodbye." He shakes his head at me. "I mean, why come in the first place?" He scoffs, finishing off his drink. "Just to rub it in her face that you exist?" He's staring at Cleo, muttering to himself now really more than talking to me. "Did they say why?" I nudge him to try and get his drunk ass to focus. He kind of blinks and shakes his head before looking back to me again. "They said they couldn't stay or come visit her because of the rules of being part of The Circle," He scoffs at their title. "And that she couldn't visit them because if anyone knew they had a daughter out there they'd try and make he
My peace with Cleo is ripped away by that fuck head Thomas, who snatches Cleo away over his shoulder and yells something about loving tequila. Had he just been waiting for the perfect chance to steal her away again? "Oh my god." I rub the bridge of my nose and make eye contact with Cleo as she sits up on Thomas to grin at me like a child. I lean back and cross my arms as I watch him take her to a group of guards. "I got her!" He yells in victory. The guards cheer and whoop in excitement. "Your mates have had enough of your time!" Zach proclaims as Thomas sets Cleo down. "And besides, it's your turn to chug something!" I groan, and I'm about to rush over and stop her, but I halt when Ike and Parker walk up to me from their spot in the crowd. "I wanted to introduce you two." Ike says, stopping in front of me. I'm half sitting, half standing, midway to snatching Cleo away from the frat boys. I glance at her for a second and see her snapping the neck off a bottle of tequila. I sigh,
"Why do you people insist on doing this to me?" She complains as I carry her away from her group of fans. "It's just easier than arguing with you." I reply. She makes an offended noise, struggles to sit up for a moment, and then flicks me on the back of the head. I roll my eyes, hiking my shoulder up a little into her gut and smiling at the noise she makes. I approach a table that's empty on one end and set Cleo down in a chair. "Wait here." I look her in the eye to make sure she's paying attention, and then turn to track down some water.I spot coolers near one of the tables closest to the fire and make my way through chatting and drinking people. I didn't realize how many people were a part of Ike's pack now a days until they were all converged together like this.I finally make it to the line of eight coolers and start opening them to find one not filled to the brim with liquor. Finally, I get my hands on a cold bottle of water. There was only a single cooler with them in it; ty
Fuck that guy. Fuck him. I fucking hated him. He was fucking dick. I wanted to shove his face into the ground and rub it in. I ran through the trees, pine needles whipping at my panther's face as we escaped, past the pack's borders, further and further into the forest. My rage drives me to run for almost three hours before my panther finally stops, gasping for air and muscles aching. He finds a stream nearby and hunches over to take a long drink before we head back. What did I think was going to happen? I mean, I knew who this guy was, or at least what other's told me about him. And no one had anything good to say, not so far. They all said he was mean, and petty, and demanding as hell. He abandoned me in the woods to fend for myself when I so small, I couldn't even remember it happening. But the way he looked at me, pissed me off. Like I was scum. Like I was the one who should be begging for forgiveness. He was the asshole.But as we start running back to our pack, I can't st
I look away from the lively party scene after a moment, back to the table behind me. "Ooo." I snatch an unopened bottle of tiny blue vodka someone had left behind. Hoped they hadn't planned on coming back for it. "Excuse you." I make a whining noise when Nate is snatching the bottle from my lips before I can chug it. "Drink this instead." I sigh at the cold bottle of water he's put in my hand. "If I must." I crack the top. "You must." He plops in a chair beside me, sighing heavily and watching me drink. "Where have you been?" I ask once I've twisted the top back on the now half empty bottle. "You've been gone a really long time." I raise by brows at him, and the corner of his lip lifts up a little."And that drove you to drink?" I laugh loudly. "No, I just felt like it was time to get drunk." "Right." He nods, eyeing me. I blink innocently at him. "Can I say something?" I blurt out as he watches me. He ticks his eyebrow. "I think your dad is a fucking chode." He shakes his hea
"You better chug that shit!" "Come on bitch!" I jump in the air, yelling with Noah and Thomas at Zach, who was halfway through chugging an entire bottle of peach flavored vodka. "Don't be a pussy!" I punch him in the arm, a grin spread across my face. He pushes me off a little, flipping me off and continuing to guzzle the artificially flavored rubbing alcohol. "Let's go!" Thomas yells, throwing his half full beer on the ground in overly excited celebration at his friend finally reaching the neck of the bottle. Zach holds his hand up, and we all stare at him silently in eager anticipation for a moment, until he finally pulls the empty bottle away and makes a loud "ah" noise like it was a refreshing drink on a hot day. "Suck it, sluts." He slurs, grinning at us and throwing the bottle on the ground. I laugh, clapping my hands and stumbling back a little. "You thought I couldn't do it." He points his finger towards me, wiggling it a little in my face. I grin and clap him on the shou