The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

3rd Person

“I should,” Ethan grumbled. “I should make you go back.” He stared down at Jane, with her wide eyes and vulnerable expression, then sighed. “But my wolf didn’t want to let you out of our sight in the first place, and now I realize he was right.” Ethan offered Jane a wolfish smirk, “You, my naughty little mate, are much better off where I can keep an eye on you.

Jane’s nose crinkled and a shiver ran down her spine at the sound of his heated tone. “I don’t think I like the sound of that.”

Ethan chuckled, “And that’s exactly why I’m going to do just that.” He leaned down and brushed his l!ps over her brow, “now tell me what I can do to help you feel better.”

A little while earlier, Jane had only wanted physical affection. However the IV fluids were gradually returning her to her usual self, and she realized just how much damage two days lying on the floor of cramped staff quarters had done to her hygiene. She felt sweaty and dirty, there was a sour taste in her mouth and she was worried she was beginning to smell. The idea of getting into Ethan’s clean sheets in this state was unthinkable. “I want a bath.” She decided firmly, though her voice came out hoarse.

Ethan studied the curve of her elbow, covered in tubes and medical tape. I think that can be arranged, but we’ll have to keep your arm out of the water.

Jane nodded, “Okay.”

Five minutes later, Jane was floating in Ethan’s huge whirlpool bath while its powerful jets massaged her aching muscles. It felt incredible, but the tub’s basin was so deep she couldn’t actually rest against the porcelain frame- it was clearly made for a shifter the Alpha’s size, and not a diminutive omega. Jane huffed in frustration, looking over at Ethan hopefully. He was sitting beside the bath, keeping an eye on the IV and taking the opportunity to ogle his beautiful mate under the guise of helping” her bathe.

When Ethan dragged his eyes away from her long legs and luscious bre*asts, instead zeroing in on her lovely face, he smirked. Something you want to ask me, Janey?”

Jane flushed scarlet, “It’s too deep.”

Ethan surveyed the huge bath, nodding in agreement but giving no indications he intended to help. “I think you’re right.”

Jane’s eyes narrowed to slits, Well?”

though

to get in with me,

need me to get in, or do you

less willing to admit how badly she wanted

ill and needed her rest, but he

it, but right now they were speeding towards them as fast as they could and there was nothing more he could do to get them there quicker. On the other hand, Jane needed him now, and though he had every intention of

Jane objected sullenly, softening her tone when he simply stared

Please?”

baby.” He answered, rising to his feet, you know you only ever have to ask.” Jane shot him an unamused scowl, but Ethan could see her squirming with anticipation as he

down. This is the way it had always been with Jane. She never submitted easily, even when her omega side was fully revealed. She needed to be chased, to be caught and dominated, her wolf had to be convinced that

plenty, it was making her see that it was safe to give in to her desires, that she could be open with him again without fear of betrayal. He was not sure what revelations had led her to reconsider her decision about the pups, but he knew a single epiphany

it would take time and lots of work to

strong words with his wolf to keep himself from rising to the occasion speak. Guiding Jane’s slender form towards the front of the bath, he sunk into the steaming

trying to snuggle closer. Purring softly, Ethan soaped up a soft sponge and

the sponge out of her reach, “You only have one hand,” He reminded her, nuzzling her neck. “Besides, it has nothing to do with being a

her friend any control. Linda did what Jane asked, but she hadn’t asked for more than the bare minimum she needed to fend for herself. If Jane was honest, she hadn’t trusted anyone enough

to her skin, “don’t you want to be able to let go? To just relax and let someone else take the reins for a little while?” The sponge,

whisper, “I do

sliding the loofah over her bre*asts and

you’re not up for that

me there.” Jane