Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Fuck, Charlie’s carrying our child. The thought sets me off again, and I snap my hips, driving deep. I wanna plant a baby in my mate all over again. “Come for me, angel. Come again.”
Her head thrashes back and forth as she fights her climax. The keening sound hums in her throat. I angle myself over her, making sure my lower belly rubs her pubic bone with each thrust. “Come,” I order.
“Oh God!” In the grip of orgasm, her body strains, arching off the bed.
I need her touching me. I grab the rope above her head with both hands and jerk, pulling it apart. I free her hands and she grabs my back, her palms sliding over the sweat-slick muscles.
“Hang on,” I tell her. Her pussy clenches on my dick at my order. “You like that, Charlie? You like me in charge?” Pressure builds in my head. My cock’s ready to blow.
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“You want me to tie you up? Take control?” I plunge deep and swivel my hips. Her nails dig into my back. “You’re going to come for me, angel. One more time.”
“No…”
“You can do it. I’ve got you. We’ll go together.”
Her eyes fly to mine. “Together,” she whispers.
I hold her eyes and bow my back so I can murmur against her lips, “It’s a plan.”
She grabs my head and smashes her mouth against mine. And we go over like that, clutching each other close. For a while we’re lost in each other, kissing and catching our breath. Then I rise up to check the ropes. She has a few marks on her wrists and ankles from straining against her bonds. Nothing too dramatic. I kiss them and she shudders happily.
At least I didn’t wreck the bed. The posts might have some rope marks on them. I’ll have to pay the rental owner to get the bed replaced.
I clean up, and go to run a bath. Charlie smiles drowsily at me when I return, so I carry her and sit down in the bath with her right in my lap. The water’s warm but not too warm. Charlie’s bottom brushes over my cock—it loves that. I grit my teeth and concentrate on cleaning her up while she sprawls, boneless, against my chest.
“I can't believe you did this,” she murmurs, blinking up at me. She’s so worn out, she looks drunk. Drunk on pleasure. “I can't believe you came all the way to Green Valley.”
“It’s you and me, Charlie. For the rest of our lives.” I scoop her out of the bath and dry her off. She sways against me, yawning, and I carry her to the bedroom and get us into bed. I pull her against me and tug the sheet over us. My wolf sighs. My mate’s back in my arms.
“You’re going to be the sexiest Little League coach ever,” she mumbles.
“Go to sleep, angel. I’ve got you.” I lock my arms around her, drawing her into the protection of my body. Where she belongs.
Chapter 18
Charlie
A road trip in a minivan is a lot more fun that I would have thought. Even with a trunk full of boxes of diapers. Lance drives and I sit in the front seat, a bag of candied ginger on my lap.
“Almost home,” Lance says, turning into my neighborhood. We’ve decided to move in together. I love my home, and so does Lance. I’ve already made plans to transform my office into a nursery. Lance has a big honey-do list to work on the next few months. The first priority: adding places to my bed frame where he can secure rope. Lance is most excited about that project.
“Home, sweet home.” Lance slows the car as we approach my house.
“What the…” My mouth drops open. My house looks…different. For one thing, there are baby blue and pink streamers covering the roof. Channing and Deke are up there, tying enough balloons to the chimney to make it float away.
Rafe’s on the ground, hand shading his eyes. I can’t hear but I can tell he’s shouting up orders. Next to him, taking up most of the lawn, is a giant inflatable thing—the sort you see at Halloween. Only this is a baby blue teddy bear. Its head is up near the roof. Channing looks like he wants to jump on it.
My front door opens and my friends pour out. Sadie carries more balloons, puffy gold ones that spell ‘BABY’. She sees us and waves, bouncing up on her ballet flats while Tabitha and Adele turn to look up at Channing, who’s pretending he’s going to leap from the roof onto the inflated bear. Tabitha laughs but Adele shakes her head, putting her hands on her hips. Now Channing’s getting chewed out by both Rafe and Adele.
“Looks like someone planned a surprise baby shower.” I twist towards Lance. “Did you plan this?”