The Claiming by Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 3

Layan’s Return by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 43 (Epilogue 1)

Layan

It’s been a year since Elijah claimed me, an amazing, happy year. We’ve spent the time slowly getting to know each other, mentally and physically.

True to his word, Elijah has taken his time, letting me go at my pace when it comes to intimacy. I’ll admit, I had no idea there were so many ways to find pleasure without ever having actual penetration. But he and I explored them all, learning every possible way to make the other come undone.

When the time had finally come and I was ready to try to have him inside me, we had gone very slow. It had hurt.

Not as much as the first time, but I have enough scar tissue that it had hurt to have all of that broken up and stretched. I had cried and Elijah tried to stop several times, but I wanted this. I wanted to have everything with this man, so we pushed through. In the end, he had thrust into me quickly, breaking up some of my scar tissue and after the initial sting and throbbing subsided, Elijah took my body into a whole other world of pleasure.

After that first time, it had gotten easier and every time we were together, the pain was less and less until now, there is only pleasure, and I can’t get enough of my man. He loves it, always willing to oblige me when I tell him I need my dose of Elijah, which is pretty much every day.

and the ache that I felt in that

proper rest and increased medical monitoring than most women don’t need, but the biggest issue will be delivery. The doctor had asked about s*e*x. I told him that it had hurt at first but was better now. He indicated that having a natural delivery would be even

Layan can’t have a

a caesarean delivery, or C- Section. It would

Elijah had exclaimed. He had looked at me. “No way am I risking losing you, Layan.

looked at the doctor. “Do

Seth’s pack worked in the human hospitals for a while and did a rotation in obstetrics. I will get with him and see how comfortable

terrified of losing me and wouldn’t even hear of me getting pregnant, no matter what I said. Finally, I convinced him to

care and rest following the delivery, that he felt confident that I could not only have a pup but would also recover with nothing more than a

wanted a pup as much as I did, so I understood that all of

no choice but to wait it out. Elijah had held me, rubbing my back, purring to me and cooing to me, trying everything possible to help me relax and relieve the pain. In the end, I had torn and bled and Elijah had raced me to the

same during delivery, so a C- section

worked and had been worth

after leaving the pack

means I’ll probably have to go on bedrest soon, but it doesn’t matter. Against the odds,

into our room, and there he is, stripping out of his clothes from the day and putting on more casual

you’d gotten off to.” He says, coming over to kiss me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pouring all of my love for him into the kiss. His response is instantaneous. His arms go around me and his

pull apart, I can see the self-satisfied grin on his face. “Something