Chapter 81

It was almost embarrassing. A knee went to separate my legs enough for his other hand to go in between them, caressing softly, teasing me, making me want him so much I threw my head back and rested it on his shoulder.

"I don't really need you to face me," he whispered. "I can always make you turn around." To emphasize that, he introduced a finger into me, making me gasp. And that had me turning around because I wanted to kiss him so badly.

I was always going to be surprised at the length of him. At first, I was even nervous. But we fit perfectly, like we were made for each other.

He smiled and indulged me as he spread my legs wider and drew lazy circles on my center. But I was done with the games. I had no idea why, but I needed him more than ever. And I had a feeling this was going to happen every time.

"I need you," I said, and that had the playfulness in his eyes turn into pure lust as he seemed to have lost himself once again. I like this other side of him, the instinctive one, the feral one. It had me on the edge of my seat, never knowing what might happen next.

So he kissed me one last time, removed the hand that was caressing me, and used it to guide himself. I couldn't think for a few seconds as he stretched me out. It was the most amazing and addicting feeling I'd ever experienced. I knew I would never have enough of it.

He went slow at first, the warmth returning to his eyes, but the louder I moaned, the harder he went. And it felt so good I think I was screaming. I closed my eyes because my senses were overwhelming me as he put my legs up on his shoulders, going in deeper.

"Open your eyes," he said softly as he kissed my neck. And I knew that even though he said it softly, it wasn't a suggestion. So I did, and he slammed harder into me. I studied his toned body and absentmindedly ran a hand along his hard abdomen. I had no idea one could have so many muscles. He slammed into me again.

"Harlan!" I gasped, and he did it again and again because I kept repeating his name. I was so close I squeezed him tighter, and he groaned with pleasure as we both came, his name being a mantra I used for something I could not name.

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We lay naked, tangled up with each other, still catching our breath as Harlan sighed and got up.

"What?" I asked.

"I hate Damien so much," he said as he rummaged for clothes in the dresser. That was where he kept his clothes, I realized, because the walk-in closet was empty.

But to be completely honest, I couldn't focus on what he was doing or saying, as I had a perfect view of his behind, and it was very distracting.

"Why?" I said as I sat up, using the sheets to cover my bare chest.

"Because he just summoned us," he said as he wore a pair of jeans and glanced at me with need again.

And just like that, I was ready for him. He seemed to have smelled it, as his eyes darkened, but I suddenly heard a voice in my head.

"I'm sorry to interfere in your time together, but you must come here at once."

Damien cockblocking us was expected but annoying.

"Do we have to go?"

This time with Harlan had been so magnificent, I didn't want it to end.

"As long as that fucking asshole is still the alpha, yes," he said, rolling his eyes as he put on a black T-shirt.

I admired him for a moment. His simple style of dressing enhanced his beauty in a way I couldn't explain.

"And now that I'm your mate, he's my alpha too," I declared, defeated, as I started putting on my borrowed clothes.

"I'm ready, let's go."

He looked at my bare feet.

"Don't you want some shoes?"

"I already walked here barefoot. I'm fine," I said with a smile. I didn't want to impose anymore.

He nodded, and we left the house.

"Aren't you going to lock the door?" I asked as he walked away.

"Maya, we are in the middle of the forest, miles and miles away from anyone. Besides, the only valuable thing in there was you, and now that you left, I couldn't care less about the stuff in there."

I rolled my eyes, smiled, and started walking beside him.

Harlan cursed all the way there, but as soon as we were on their doorstep, Selene opened the door and hugged me.

"I'm so glad you're..."

She stopped mid-sentence and took a step back, observed us, and then squealed. Squealed.

"I knew it! I fuc—freaking knew it!" she corrected herself as she placed a hand atop her belly.

Just as I wondered how they found out, I heard Harlan's voice in my head.

"They can smell it."

And while that seemed really weird, now that I was a wolf, I could smell things that didn't have a scent before, like happiness...

Damien practically ran over the second he heard her scream, and he knew immediately. He hugged Harlan, who seemed tense.

"This all makes so much sense now," he said, not even looking at me.

Harlan rolled his eyes.

"Can we at least come in before you make a big deal out of it?" he told the couple that were still staring at us.

"Of course!" Selene said, stepping aside and letting us come in.

"Damien called for a meeting so you could tell us all about the attack, but I'm more interested in this now," she smiled.

Damien and Harlan stayed behind for a bit as Selene led me to the room.