Lucas POV That was not the turn of events that I thought was going to happen after Laydon tried to mark Heather. I thought for sure that I was going to be told off and not allowed near her, but again she surprised me. It wasn’t me she was upset with. Hell, she wasn’t even upset with Laydon. I think I was more pissed at him than she was. I don’t know how we got so lucky to be given a chance to have such a caring and understanding woman in our lives. When Reed and I started talking with our wolves, we hadn’t planned on it taking so long, but she didn’t interrupt us. She knew we needed to do it. Flashback I scraped my teeth across the hickey I gave her, thinking about what it would feel like to make it permanent. When I feel my teeth extend, Laydon starts to push through. I quickly pull away from Heather, not trusting Laydon to stop. That is when I realized how close to the edge I had pulled Heather. “Oh shit, Heather I’m sorry,” I said as I helped Reed put her on the counter. “What
Heather POV Well, this is one of the worst steak dinners I have ever had. It is a close second to the one that my Dad did the day that he got distracted by the hockey game and forgot to take the steaks off the grill. They were burnt to a crisp. The raccoon that had been hanging around the woods behind our house at the time wouldn't even touch them. At least these are only dried out, but the potatoes were overcooked, and the broccoli was soggy, but it was well worth it. After Reed had carried me to the bathroom, I dropped to my knees as soon as he sat me down. Pulling his jogging pants down as I went and taking his big hard cock into my mouth before he had a chance to stop me. Even though I had just had one of my biggest orgasms, I wanted them. In my mouth, in my pussy, I was even on the edge of asking Lucas to fuck me in the ass. I just wanted them in me. Reed fisted his hand into my hair and started to thrust into my mouth. I let my throat relax and took every inch of him. It caused
Reed POVAs we sat and ate our horrible steak dinner, the only thought going through my head was, do we keep forgetting the condoms on purpose, subconsciously? How else could you explain that both Lucas and I are always forgetting? I mean, even with all the screwing around that Lucas did during the bad years, he never forgot. Don’t get me wrong, I want kids, and I want them with Heather. I want as many as Heather will let us give her, but I don’t know if I want to be a Dad at twenty. Watching as Heather scattered condoms all over the apartment did relieve some of the tension that I was feeling. I believed her when she said that she wasn’t mad. That doesn’t mean I’m not kicking myself in the ass over it. “Get out of your head. Things will be fine. For one, she is on birth control, two, like Heather said, if something happens we will deal with it then, but don’t let it ruin our time together.” Lucas suddenly links me. I turned and gave him a small smile. I was just about to comment back
Lucas POV “Did that type of stuff interest you?” Reed asks. Rubbing his thumb in small circles on her calf. “Yes.” She answers, nodding shyly. “But only two of the three that I found.” I had a pretty good idea which two it was, but I wasn’t going to make any assumptions. I reached into the bag and pulled out the largest of the packages. “Would this be handy to help you get used to things for one of them?” I said, handing her the box. I watched as her eyes went wide with surprise. “After what happened the other day with my finger and the fact that you seemed to like it, Reed and I thought that this might be a good idea, so you didn’t get hurt. Heather reached over and grabbed my hand, curling my fingers so that just my index finger was straight. She placed my hand on the box and started comparing the size of my finger to the three different items in the box. Nodding her head when she had figured out what she wanted to know. Keeping the box on her lap, Heather pointed to the bag. “Is
Heather POV We spent the night watching videos and reading articles. Trying to get as much information as we could. We talked about the dominant stuff being only for the bedroom and playtimes. They weren't looking to make me a slave. There were, however, some aspects of being a Dom that the guys talked about overflowing into the rest of our lives. Things such as them wanting to take care of me, protecting me, and making sure that I’m happy. From some of the articles, Lucas found those were some of the things that seemed to be stressed as being important for being a good Dom. Hell if that’s the case, every male wolf I have ever known with a mate is a Dom. Crawling into bed, I felt calmer than I had in a long time. I wasn’t scared that I was going to wake up alone. And I wasn’t scared that someone was going to try and take me away. I curled up on my right side, my head tucked under Reed’s chin, Lucas behind me with his face nuzzled in the crock of my neck and both of them with their a
Reed POV After leaving Heather to relax in the tub, Lucas and I started breakfast. Well, Lucas started. He was the one who wanted pancakes. I decided to text Mom and see if she had time for a call. I wanted to ask her if there was anything we could do to make Heather feel better. When it comes to dealing with this kind of women's stuff, Lucas and I are clueless. Of course, we knew the basics, but we didn’t have sisters. We haven’t lived with a female other than Mom, and it was never something that I thought about until this morning. Sure, we’ve been around Mom and April and Meg, but this is different. This is Heather, the woman that I plan on living with for the rest of my life. I want to know how to act around her at this time of the month. I know that even in my head I sound like an idiot. That is when another thought popped into my head. “Lucas, this may be a stupid question, but do you remember ever being around Heather when she was on her period before?” Lucas turns from the co
Heather POV I walked out to the kitchen to the smell of fresh pancakes and maple syrup. Lucas was standing near the table with a huge smile on his face. OK, so they are both going to act weird about this. They are kind of reminding me of what Jacob and Zane acted like the first time that Dawn got her period. It was like they thought they had to be completely different around her. That’s when Reed’s question made sense. I hadn’t started getting my period yet in the time that we had been hanging out when we were younger. I sat down and waited for the boys to sit. “Eight days,” I said as I reached for the butter. “What?” Lucas asked. “I was answering Reed’s question. I started my first period eight days after that thing with Sophie happened. That day went down to the dining hall and saw Hanna and Hazel sitting on your laps, I had been coming to find you, so we could talk. I missed you. Now that you’ve asked that question, I think that had something to do with it. I had an overwhelming
Lucas POV We spent the rest of the afternoon doing what we said we were going to do. We were cuddled on the couch watching TV. Heather sat on Reed’s lap for a while. Then she switched to mine. At one point she said she was hot and moved the chair to sit by herself. I think that if Reed hadn’t called Mom first thing this morning I might have gotten a little panicky that we had upset her, but I remembered that Mom said she may not want us to touch her sometimes, so we were all good. Even though we didn’t say anything, we were all a little antsy waiting to hear what was going on with the call that Dad had got. The fact that we knew it was Mac and that they had mentioned finding her scent, we were hoping that it meant that they had gotten a lead on Meg’s whereabouts. With things starting to finally feel as if they were falling into place with Heather, Reed and I, the next step was to get the rest of our pack members home. By four o’clock we still hadn't heard anything, and we were gettin