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

gotten so caught up in being close to a man after so many years of celibacy that I haven’t given a single thought to what

lurch from the bed, stumbling towards the restroom. I

second to spare. “Oh Goddess,” I murmur to myself, wallowing in guilt and self-pity.

from the counter and quickly tying my lock

with Paisley. I need

against him before he gets

okay?” He asks gently, stroking my back in long, soothing

like I’ve been hit by a truck.” I moan, squinting up at him, “why do you look so decent?” The truth is that he looks far better than decent, he looks powerful and masculine and like he could happily run a marathon. Why does he have to be so handsome? I lament in my

one person to

than you, little mate.” He reminds me with a

his arms around my

to feel warmly towards him, but I can’t remember being more grateful to anyone. I absolutely hate being sick or feeling badly, and I

have whatever you like, sweetheart.” He promises, “and

the room service menu too – sometimes a big

in agreement, holding

the suite. When the door

behind him, I sink

bathroom cabinets, not stopping until my bottom connects with

to get rid of Ethan

affectionately, and it’s not exactly like he held back

most important thing is to prevent this from happening again. I’m not sure

backtrack,

there will be no saving me – especially because I no longer have the excuse of not being ready to be parents to convince him to use protection. In fact my only comfort about last night is knowing

can, feeling infinitely better once the hot water has done it’s work. I’m

scanning the room service

and I don’t truly feel

He greets me, dropping a kiss to my cheek. “Saltines, ginger ale,

bananas – we’ll get you feeling better in no

I say, conjuring a

smile.

next to me on the sofa and slinging a possessive arm over my shoulders. “Did you find something to

yet.” I admit, eyeing him warily. “But listen, I

yesterday.”

my surprise, Ethan grins. “I knew you would. I could feel you freaking out before

occurs to

at all when I woke.

my damned 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

not freaking out.” I argue, “I simply think it was

confused, and I’m leaving in a couple of months – it’s

going to take care

assures me, “And as

complicated, but we’re

them.