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.

immediately, too overwhelmed with joy to do anything else. How long have I been dreaming of being with him this way again?

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.” I object, dragging my mouth

to have to repeat it.” He informs

perhaps because my brain is absolute mush after so much stimulation, perhaps because I simply believed

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

question his endurance?” He tuts ominously, sliding my legs to either side of his th!ghs and

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

that I haven’t been able to do this in months.” Ethan croons, pausing to leave the soft spot behind my ear. “Between missing you and being trapped in that damn chai… I reckon I could keep this up for hours and hours.” I whimper as one of his hands returns to my dripping se.x. My own hand clamps around his wrist to

my overwhelmed whines transform into m0ans. “We’re going to do this until the message sinks in, Mate. I’m going to make you come

know my only

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 amazing se.xual experiences of my life, but a woman can only handle so much pleasure before she

finally relents, gathering my limp limbs in 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

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

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

not so you could try to force me to

I argue, trying to snuggle closer even though there’s no space left between us. “You needed to

tenderly, k!ssing my temple. “I see that now, but you know what happens

know he’s still talking about the se.xual overload from which I’m recovering, but all I can hear are the words: I did. I try to sit up, only to discover that I can’t. “Does

stop at nothing to get it. It’s no wonder that our children are such 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 know because she was my inspiration. “I figure if I’m going to lose the battle anyway, I might as well have some