All Chapters of Slave to the Wolf King: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

~ JESSE ~“Even this right now,” I said sullenly. “Once again, it’s the old pattern, right? He doesn’t know what to do so he sends you—”“No, Jesse. I thought that too, at first. I even said something to him. But he said you couldn’t hear him right now. He sent me because he wants to know how he can make this better, but he thinks you can’t tell him. So he wanted me to ask. And I have to say, after everything that’s happened… I mean he could have chosen anyone else. He sent me because he thought that would help you.”I sighed again. “See? He’s being sweet and good and I can see that. So then I feel

~ JESSE ~‘Jesse, did you eat?’Cazz’s voice in my head brought a jolt of adrenaline, a wash of relief, and a fist of fear as well.‘I’m not hungry.’ I knew I sounded petulant, so I took a deep breath. ‘But thank you for checking on me.’‘I want to help you, Jesse. I love you.’ It was strange to hear him so certain and so shaky at the same time. The ring of simple truth clanging up against the vibration of unease.‘I know, Cazz. I love you too.’

 ~ JESSE ~ Cazz drove us out to that same meadow, then ran around the cab of the truck to lift me out of the cab and carry me to the back and sit me on the truck bed. The whole truck bobbed as I scooted myself up the mattress to sit with my back to the truck cab, and he hopped into the bed of the truck and pulled out that bag he’d been carrying, along with a picnic basket. “Are you hungry? You need to eat, Jesse. For the baby, even if you don’t feel like it.” I knew he was right, so I took a piece of the jerky he offered, a handful of nuts, and some cherries. Cazz took off his boots and came to sit next to me, his back to the cab as well, a

~ JESSE ~Head back so those tendons on his neck stood proud, shoulders and arms tight and flexed, but outstretched like he’d opened his arms to God, Cazz’s back arched, and his entire body quivered… he was stunning and surrendered, and I wanted him.I opened my mouth over that tendon on his neck, flicked my tongue on his throat, dipped it into the hollow between his collarbones, kissed my way down his chest, opening the buttons on his shirt and tugging it out of his pants first, then pushing the sides apart when I had all the buttons free so his beautiful chest and abs were bare.He pulled his head up like he was going to look down on me when I began to kiss my way down his chest to his stomach, tickled his navel with my tongue, traced the lines between his muscles with shaking fingertips, everything.

~ JESSE ~The water rippled gently as I lifted one hand out of the bath that surrounded us like a warm, steaming hug, and tried to push a strand of hair off my face without it getting stuck to my wet fingers.We should be in bed. We should be asleep. But neither of us wanted to break the spell.Cazz sat with his back to the end of the bath and had pulled me up between his legs so I lay back against his chest. He had one hand cupping my breast, the other cradling my belly and he hadn’t spoken in probably fifteen minutes. Being surrounded by him like this was feeding something in me—something in the bond. There were still flickers here and there, little niggles of nerves or fear, but every time they popped their heads up, I shooed them away.My mate loved me. He