Chapter 91

James and Bradley just lay there, their senses attuned to every shifting and movement made by the woman in their arms. They grew concerned as her body tensed a few hours into her deep sleep. Soon tears streamed down her face, but she never awoke. Bradley looked at James, his eyes reflecting the panic growing in his own. James made a move to get the doctor, but his wolf calmed him. He told him something was happening and it needed to happen. Their wolves assured the men that Trishanna was physically safe, yet they could not be persuaded until she opened her beautiful eyes at them. Five hours passed before she began to stir. Even in her state, they could feel that something was different about her. Her skin grew warm and there was even a faint glow. 

Bradley and James jumped back as she turned to her back and the glow intensified. They wanted to call someone, but their wolves quickly shushed them, awestruck by what was taking place. Bradley and James felt happiness grow in their wolves, yet they had no idea what was taking place. The light emanating grew until it engulfed the entire room, so bright the men had to close their eyes, and just as it began, the light dimmed, centred around her chest before at last fading away. 

Bradley stepped closer to the bed, closely followed by James. What they saw shocked them. She was in no pain and there were no signs of trauma on her body. With a sigh, Trishanna opened her eyes, blinking to get them in focus. When she turned her head, the men noticed how her eyes shone just for a moment. She smiled at them reaching out her hands, "James, Bradley", she called and the two men went immediately to her side. They held her hands, but she quickly tugged them to her. She kissed Bradley so deeply, that he forgot how to breathe, and when she had her fill, she kissed James just as fiercely. She pulled back, smiling at her mates, no more doubt, confusion or guilt in her eyes. "I have so much to tell you but first..." Before she could finish, her stomach rumbled loudly and her pup began to protest his skipped meals. They chuckled, all three placing their hands on the child that would soon be in their arms.

Sam lay in his bed, his mate in his arms, and wished that the world outside of his room had ceased to exist. They had made love so many times in the last few hours that he stopped counting. All he knew was that life was perfect at the moment. Of course just as he had this thought, life had to barge in. His phone began to beep, the sound he used for Martha"s notifications. With a sigh, he kissed Trixy on her forehead, and slipped out of bed, naked, a sight that pleased her all too well.

Trixy stared at her mate, a bit of drool forming at the corners of her mouth. When he bent to look for his phone amongst the remnants of their clothes, her eyes fixated on his right butt cheek, the flex of that toned muscles making her teeth ache with the need to bury them in his well-sculpted backside. The thought made her think that maybe the rumours were true and she did have vampiric blood in her family line. She smiled at the thought, her eyes moving over him like a hungry woman at a buffet. Sam felt his greedy little mate devouring him from the bed with her eyes, and immediately there was a particular part of him that wanted to be eaten first. It took all of his willpower to not throw his phone at the wall and instead throw Trixy's legs over his shoulder as he plunged deep into her. He took in a deep breath to fortify him but the stale scent of their combined juices and the wave of his mate's desire made him close his eyes. He had enough memories and fantasies that made him forget for a moment the reason why he got out of bed. The sound of his phone ringing paused his thoughts. He sighed and cleared his throat, "Hey Martha, what's up?" He listened as she informed him of the money spent for damages and to sweeten up the hotel manager so that they wouldn't be sued. She also told him that all arrangements had been made for their return and he should get Alpha Bradley ready to travel. She even had a medical helicopter on standby in case they needed it for Trishanna.

Sam praised her and with a few more instructions, he hung up. He turned around to tell Trixy of their departure, ready to ask her to come with him, but he dropped his phone at the sight of her. She lay on her side, the body turned towards him, one hand propping her head. With a wicked smile, she bent one of her knees and reaching down she began to stroke between her legs. Sam felt his knees grow weak at the lusty sight, his throat going dry, yet he could not tear his eyes away. As her fingers quickly became slick, she rubbed the little nub before dipping her fingers inside of her heat. Sam groaned, as she pulled them out and began to rub them over her perked nipple, first one then the other before she began rubbing herself again. His hand went to his shaft and he began to stroke himself, an action that pleased her. Trixy shifted so that he could see exactly what she was doing, spreading her legs as wide as they could go. Sam stared at her wet lips and the finger that dipped inside and circled her clit. Sam's hands moved in time to hers, their eyes locked in a heated embrace. He never knew how sexy and beautiful she was until this moment and he vowed within himself to love her for the rest of his life.

Her fingers picked up the pace and so did his movements. He could see that she was getting close by the way her hips moved and she bit her lips. Trixy grabbed at one breast, squeezing and kneading, tugging at the nipple to mimic the way he suckled it. Sam groaned, his eyes never leaving her body. Her legs began to quiver and he felt himself getting close just as she did something he wasn't expecting. With quick movements, she turned herself onto her stomach, knees at the edge of the bed, chest down, her ass in the air facing him. She reached between her legs and spread her lips, her juices slowly running down her inner thighs. In two strides, Sam plunged into her so hard, she would have moved if it wasn't for his grip on her hips. He plunged into her like a madman, lost in the feel and scent of her. He pounded into her, his wolf growling at the possessive feeling he had tried to keep at bay. He growled as he felt her come over and over, her screams of pleasure louder than before. He growled, his canines extending as she begged him not to stop. His wolf took over and he could feel his claws elongated, the nails biting into her flesh. He wanted to stop, but she begged him to keep going, her core a vice on his shaft, He felt himself getting larger, a beast's desire to claim and keep her growing until the only thought in his mind was "Mine". 

"Sam, please..." she begged, his wolf knowing what she was asking for. He splayed one hand around her neck, pulling her back up to his chest. "Mine", he and his wolf growled, their voices and minds combined, "you are fucking mine". "Yes", she begged, "Yours for all time". With her words, her declaration, the man lost all control and his beast took the moment to strike, knotting her while biting into her neck, claiming her with his mark. She screamed her pleasure as her blood flowed into his mouth. It was sweet and spicy, a perfect reflection of the woman in his arms. He bent her over, still inside as he emptied himself. He had avoided coming inside of her, not wanting to pressure her in any way, but it was too late for that. At that time, a warm feeling filled him, moving from his shaft throughout his entire body before settling in his hands.

He released his mouth and watched as his mark took its rightful place. A beautiful scar that will let the world know who she belonged to. Both he and his wolf were pleased and he could feel himself getting hard again, even though he was still knotted within her. He looked down and noticed a tattoo-like design around both of his wrists. His wolf was pleased to see them, but he was concerned, for his mate. He looked at her and noticed that she had fallen asleep. He sighed, knowing that he should let her rest. Soon his knot softened and he gently pulled out of her, taking a moment to watch how his seed overflowed out of her. He smiled and then wondered if he was turning into a freak. Shaking his head, he gently lay her down and covered her, taking a moment to gently stroke at his mark. He wished that he had one on his neck to show the world, but he remembered the marking on his hands. His wolf wasn't worried so he decided to relax and wait until his mate woke up to ask her about it. With a sigh and a stretch, he headed towards the bathroom, ready to take his woman back home so he should get his Alpha ready to head back to Goldmoon.