Of everything she could have said, I did not expect her to say I would be staying. I always feel like it’s one step forward and two steps back with Sarael. I never know if I’m actually making progress with her. It’s rather dizzying. And as welcoming the thought of staying here with her is, I fear that it’s just a ploy. That she’ll eventually tell me to leave, and then she’ll be left unguarded.
Irving, of course, doesn’t think rationally about any of this. All he heard was that our mate had invited us to stay with her. To stay the night with her. He’s a little over-excited at the idea of spending the night with her and what that might mean. I don’t know which of us wants to not be a virgin more, but I at least can think clearly to not get ahead of myself.
For all I know, if she doesn’t send me away, she’ll have me sleep on the sofa or in her guest room. Irving
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He can’t really mean it. He can’t genuinely say he loves me. We’ve only known each other for a short time, and in that time we’ve only spent a couple of days together. Hell, we’ve only been on one date. Sure, in that time, we’ve learned a lot about each other. He certainly knows more about my past than any boyfriend I’ve ever had. That includes my very first boyfriend back in Cairo when I was fourteen. And as much as I want to continue to argue, to give him all the reasons he shouldn’t and couldn’t love me, I can’t. This man, he’s from another time or planet. I don’t know. But no one talks the way he does. Or at least no one I’ve ever met does. All these sweet words have me feeling light-headed. Light-headed and horny as hell. I’ve already said it should be illegal for John to smile. Well, I’m adding to my list of illegal things. It should be illegal fo
We have officially gone well beyond any of my experience. I’d only kissed Lydia a few times when we were in our early teens before we shifted and knew we weren’t the other’s mate. There weren’t really any feelings or strong connections between us. She just happened to be there since her grandmother was mine and Logan’s nanny. So it was more about geographic convenience. And I suppose for her, the fact I was the Alpha heir played a factor in why she wanted to kiss me.Till Sarael, I could at least look back on those moments with Lydia with some fondness to fight off the loneliness being without my mate evoked. Lydia, of course, long ago moved on, joining a pack on the east coast with her mate. I was very happy for her and her mate. But now that I’ve found Sarael, those moments are just faded memories not worth replaying.Kissi
I didn’t entirely ignore Irving’s input, but I did sort of tune him out. It’s not like he’s done this before either, so not like he can offer any pro tips. I don’t need a side seat driver, so to speak, while trying to give my mate pleasure. All I can go on is instinct and the way her body reacts. Especially the latter, as I want to please her above all else.Flattening my tongue, I licked the length of her, stopping just short of her clit, then sucked gently at her labia. Teasing her over and over with this alternating pattern. I tried different speeds and levels of pressure, learning what she likes. Her hips thrust hard against me when I went faster, but she also moaned louder and dug her fingers into my hair when I applied more pressure.After a while of this, I switched it up to when I stopped just below her clit. I
HOLY SHIT! My first time was soooo not this good. Virgins are supposed to be clumsy, awkward, nervous, and generally unsure. And foreplay? HA, that was barely a thing least of all pleasant. My first time had actually turned me off to sex for at least a year. My second time was better, but the guy wasn’t a virgin. And even then, most guys I’ve been with are selfish and more worried about getting theirs than my pleasure.So what’s the difference with John? Does he just have good instincts because of Irving? I mean, I didn’t have to yell at him or sigh in frustration when he did whatever he liked when I wasn’t feeling it. I did direct him some tugging on his hair and shifting my hips, so he was touching where I needed him to. Maybe it’s the mate bond?I can dissect it later if I even bother. After all, as the saying goes,
Why? Why can we not just get a day of peace? Is it honestly too much to ask to enjoy a day with my mate where no one is trying to attack us? A day without one of her godforsaken killer family showing up? Seriously Moon Goddess? One day that’s all I ask. Apparently, this is not that day. I’d gone from happy and comfortable holding my very naked mate in my arms to standing in the predawn hours staring down her hunter nephew. I don’t know if I trust this kid or not. Irving is on the fence as well. The boy had been lurking in the yard, and her cat certainly didn’t like him. ‘But he gave up his weapons, and what the fuck does a cat know?’ Irving snorted. Okay, so he makes a valid point about the cat. Though Sarael did say, it was no ordinary cat. Trained to detect the supernatural, magic, and danger to its master. My eyes narrowed at the boy. It’s bad enough
Does it make me a terrible aunt that I don’t trust my nephew? Sure he gave up his weapons and isn’t currently using any enchantments. But he’s still been raised to be a hunter, and I know what that means. He might not be as deranged as Sakina appears to be, but he’s still a danger to John and his pack.If I have to choose between my family and John, well, I’ve already made that choice. I stopped Sakina from killing that boy. If I can take my sister down, I most certainly can and will take her son down. I just hope Khalid isn’t here with bad intentions. At least when it comes to finding and being sure Isis is safe, he can set aside his issues with werewolves.I don’t know what John found in that book, but I’m sure it’s going to be relevant to everything Khalid has told us. Though John’s reaction w
“Okay, so we’ve established Isis’s wolf has awakened, and despite not being about to shift and properly communicate with Isis, can use her power. Which makes finding her that much more difficult and more imperative.” I sighed. “Okay, so back to what John asked. What about seeking refuge with werewolves?” Sarael questioned. Khalid sighed. “Okay, so as I was saying. When Isis went missing, we started searching everywhere for her. She wasn’t in the house, at the guild, or anywhere in town. So we split up and expanded our search. Father, mother, myself, and even grandmother and grandfather.” he outlined. “We’ve called other hunters around the world from our network to keep an eye out for her. I guess that is a bad idea given current information. I should probably call the other hunters off.” he frowned. “Probably for the best. They won’t care that she’s an Adio. They’ll just want her dead or worse.” Sarael frowned. “About three days ago, I found her.” Khalid sighed. “Wait, you found h
That simple, quiet, mundane supernatural free life I had spent so much time and effort cultivating was beyond salvaging at this point. It had started to deteriorate when I agreed to take on the Christian wedding and didn’t even know it. And for all my bravado and thinking that I could go back after meeting John, that I could ignore the pull of the bond, I know it’s impossible.When my sister showed up, I knew I wasn’t getting out of this life for some time. And after last night with John, there is no going back ever. I may not be able to say I love him yet, but I know that I’m never going to be able to let him go. I’ve gotten in too deep with him. It may not be love, but I feel strong enough to let him in my bed… and well shower.I’ve never moved that quickly with a guy. I think that is probably the number one co