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 flutters 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 chest and n!pping 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 cl!max 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? His tongue slides into my mouth, coaxing my own out of hiding and taking up a familiar

in surprise, clenching my

your lesson, we’re going to have to repeat it.” He informs

know why I said it, perhaps because my brain is absolute mush after so much stimulation, perhaps because I simply

of warning sounds in Ethan’s chest, and I feel myself being lifted. “Such a naughty little wolf.” He growls, rearranging me so

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

can’t finish my thought, because the next thing I know he’s cupping my sens!tive b.reasts and rubbing my tight n!pples with

the soft spot behind my e ar. “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 try and protect my

do this until the message sinks in, Mate. I’m going to

his fingers sink inside me, and I know my only choice is to hang on and enjoy the ride… assuming I can survive

like the 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

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 between a stratospheric plane of physical ecstasy and reality, sending

haze, and somewhere in the back of my mind I’m disgruntled by the fact that he’s speaking as though

“Your wolf started it.” I hiccup,

who dragged

for a run, not so you could try to force

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

did.”Ethan professes tenderly, k!ssing my temple. “I see that now, but you know what

from which I’m recovering, but all I can hear are the words:

when you’re determined to get your Way, you’ll 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 took to make him accept her choice. I know because she was my