The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Jane

When I open my eyes, Ethan and I are still in the thermal pool. I can feel the water lapping and bubbling around me, but he’s no longer inside me, and when I look up it’s to find his dark gaze watching me intently. Gradually I realize he’s moved to the shallow end of the spring so he can sit on the submerged ledge and hold me in his lap.

He rests one hand on my round belly, and our baby glutters inside me as if the tiny bean knows its father is near.

“How long was I out?” I inquire softly, stretching and reveling in the delicious ache of my muscles.

I’m filled with the lazy contentment of a well-loved mate, utterly drugged with pleasure that is only deepened by the sting of my claiming mark. I can feel the evidence of Ethan’s dominance in the swollen flesh between my legs, the bite marks on my b.reasts and faint bruises on my back and th!ghs. And right now I can’t imagine anything better than this… except perhaps if I had some chocolate to nibble while my mate cares for me.

“Just a few minutes.” Ethan answers, his deep voice still husky and heated. “How are you feeling?”

“Incredible” I sigh, nuzzling his c.hest and nipping his salty skin. “Loved.. safe… claimed.”

Ethan purrs, the sound of an Alpha who knows he’s done well for his mate: proud, satisfied and only slightly smug. “Delirious with pleasure?” He suggests, a teasing note in his voice.

“That too.” I grin, recalling the ruthless way he’d brought ne to climax over and over. “I think you wanted to punish me a little.” I remark, even though I can’t think of a better way to pay for my times.

“I was just giving you what you asked for.” He answers darkly, his l!ps moving against my ear.

Did you learn your lesson ?”

“And what lesson would that be?” I inquire innocently, too elated to be flirting with him to consider the fact that my body can’t handle any more excitement right now.

head back to claim my l!ps. I open for him immediately, too overwhelmed with joy to do anything else. How long

into the k!ss, his hand travels between my legs, and I jerk in surprise, clenching my th!ghs together. “No! I’m too sens!tive.”

have to repeat

go again.” I don’t know why I said it, perhaps because my brain is absolute mush after so much

I feel myself being lifted. “Such a naughty little wolf.” He growls,

distance, then you question his endurance?”

because the next thing I know he’s cupping my sens!tive b.reasts and

I could keep

“We’re going to do this until the message sinks

cry out as his fingers sink inside me, and I know my only choice is to

me off for what feels like t he dozenth time. He knows my body too well, and I suspect he’s been fantasizing about this since we parted, because he chooses a different tactic every time. Make no mistake, this has been one of the most

his arms and holding me close. He purrs and rocks me as I come down from my high, murmuring sweet nothings in my ear. I’m floating in and out of awareness, flitting back and forth between a stratospheric plane of physical ecstasy

in the back of my mind I’m disgruntled by the fact that he’s speaking as though he isn’t the one responsible for my

I’m actually able to summon words. “He’s the one

confirms, “but for a run, not so you

argue, trying to snuggle closer even though there’s

professes tenderly, k!ssing my temple. “I see that now, but

recovering, but all I can hear are the words: I did.

forces of nature” I know he’s thinking about Paisley and the way she vowed to run away as many times as it tọok to make him accept her choice. I