The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 78 – The Morning After

Jane

My head hurts before I even open my eyes. There’s a dull throbbing in my temples, and my stomach feels

completely sour. The combination makes me afraid to move, but as terrible as I feel on the inside, I feel incredible on the outside. My body is sore in all the right places, and my bare skin is cushioned on all sides by warm muscles. Ethan is

wrapped around me like a big blanket and his deep, steady breaths have a hint of a purr rumbling in his chest.

I wish I could lie here forever. If it weren’t

for the sun blazing through the windows and searing my poor eyes, I’d even consider it. Groaning softly, I try to remember just how much I had to drink yesterday. When Ethan and I made love in

the storage room I was still just tipsy, but

high on the endorphins of amazing sex,

we went back to the tasting room

afterwards and continued drinking.

Eventually we got a couple bottles of wine and booked a room at a nearby hotel,

taking our two person party up to a suite with a stunning mountain view.

It seems I lost count of both the drinks,

and how many times we had sex – especially since Ethan kept waking me up in the middle of the night in the most wicked ways. His affections seeped into my dreams, filling them with deliciously naughty images until I would finally wake and realize that he was bringing my

fantasies to life.

In some ways it feels like a second honeymoon – I’ll never forget the ache of deprivation that built up beforehand, or the sexual frenzy that followed on our wedding night. Even though our first honeymoon went out the window with. the death of Ethan’s father, my chosen

mate’s need for intimacy at that terrible

time soon sent me into heat. My eyes

snap open as I think these words, the bright sun be damned.

I’d gotten so lost in the incredible feelings Ethan elicited that I’d almost

forgotten the consequences of giving in to

him. Heat doesn’t come on as quickly for

us because we aren’t fated, but I’m still

an Omega and being with an Alpha as dominant as Ethan is bound to trigger it

after so many years of celibacy that I haven’t given

hangover at bay any longer, I untangle myself from Ethan’s arms and lurch from the bed, stumbling towards the restroom. I push the poor open and frantically flip

second to spare. “Oh Goddess,” I murmur to myself, wallowing in

hair back from my face. “Poor baby.” He croons, pulling one of my hair ties from the counter and quickly tying my lock locks into a ponytail. Apparently raising a daughter on his own has taught him a few things, but the last thing I need right now is to be

he is with Paisley. I need to

him before he gets

stroking

far better than decent, he looks powerful and masculine and like he

for one person

with a sympathetic smile. “The wine didn’t hit me as hard.”

disgusting taste out of my mouth. Ethan simply sidles up behind me, sliding his arms around my waist and dropping a kiss to my throat. “I’m going to run out and get you a few things. We

anyone. I absolutely hate being sick or feeling badly, and I don’t exactly

you like, sweetheart.” He

take a look at the room service menu too – sometimes a big greasy breakfast cures a

nod in agreement, holding my breath

the suite. When the door

behind him, I sink

stopping until my bottom connects with the floor. “What have I

to be impossible to get rid of Ethan now.

not exactly like he held

is to prevent this from happening

can backtrack, but I can

no longer have the excuse of not being ready to be parents

up as best I can, feeling infinitely better once the hot water has done it’s

up in a plush robe and scanning the room service

with a bag from the pharmacy. It’s only been a half hour and I don’t truly feel like I’ve had enough time to guard myself

you go,” He greets me, dropping a kiss to my cheek. “Saltines, ginger

few bananas – we’ll get you feeling better in no

I say, conjuring a

smile.

and slinging a possessive arm over

I’m ready for real food yet.” I admit, eyeing him warily. “But listen,

yesterday.”

could feel you freaking out before you even opened

it occurs to me that Ethan

when

besotted wolf doesn’t listen at all. She simply urges me to climb into Ethan’s lap and have an encore round of sex, despite the fact that I feel like hot garbage. Sometimes she can be the

think it was a mistake.

involved with each other. The pups are already upset and confused, and I’m leaving in a couple of months – it’s a bad idea. I mean for Goddess’s sake, Ethan, I’m

going to take care

as for the rest,

are complicated, but

complicating them. I