ROSE We all don our coats and make our way to one of the SUVs. Maddie sits in her booster seat in the back with Tyson and I, Marshall drives and Ike rides shotgun. I am blown away by our destination when we pull up to the Natural History Museum. “I thought you’d like to see it. It’s full of amazing things to learn about. Have y’all been here before?” Tyson asks. “No. The tickets are too pricy, even during the discounted off-season. I think Maddie came with a school field trip though. That was the first year she was at Zeus Academy.” “Oooooh, ooooh, ooh, Mama!! They have dinosaurs!” Maddie exclaims, not being able to contain her glee. She begins clapping her hands and I hear Marshall groan at all the noise. “Hey, you’re the one who took her for ice cream, dummy. You can deal with it too.” I tell him in my mom-tone. “Yes, ma’am,” he says with defeat. Ike and Tyson just laugh. We spend hours walking around the museum. The first exhibit we visit is the dinosaurs. Maddie loves it, li

TYSON Rose begins her life’s story and all of the instincts that reside within me are telling me to stop her. Stop her from talking by kissing her and letting her know she is treasured. But I don’t. I need to know what happened to her. What made her into who she is today. She has told me she didn’t have siblings or living parents. I didn’t know that she had been an orphan as a child. That is hard for anyone so young. I had a feeling she was sexually assaulted, it made logical sense. No one has a panic attack like she did, mid hot and heavy make out session that would have definitely led to sex, if it wasn’t something along those lines, right? Nothing could have prepared me for the story she tells though. She was literally told she was a throw away person, just before she was raped, sliced open and left to die. She was thrown away like garbage. Who does something like that? Who sets out to ruin a life like that? A psychopath, that’s who. And by all accounts, he thinks he got away wit

TYSONRose caresses my cheek, “You aren’t responsible for his choices, Tyson. He was an adult, it’s on him.” She snuggles into me and sighs. “Thank you for telling me some of your history and about your parents. I know that was probably really hard for you. I’m so glad you stayed with me.” She tiredly whispers the last part. I feel her relax and quickly slip into sleep, her nose pressed into my chest, like always. I lie awake for a while, thinking on all that has happened tonight.*Mike.**Yes, Alpha.**I’m sorry to disturb you so late at night. You seem rather awake, though. Everything okay?**Oh, yes sir. Lucy has been having a few Braxton-Hicks contractions at night, but she is fine. She has a few weeks till her due date. Nothing to worry about… for now. I still struggle to sleep after she has them though. What can I do for you?**I will not be in tomorrow.**Everything okay on your end, sir?**Yes. I need to spend tomorrow with my mate.**Understood, sir. I’ll change the schedule

TYSON “I can taste myself on you,” she whispers as her cheeks turn red. Then she squirms as my fingers find her entrance again and push in. “Ooooh, Tyson. I need you. I need you inside of me.” Before I can respond, Rose has grasped my cock through my boxer briefs and rubbing against my full length. I hiss at the touch. “Did I hurt you?” She asks in shock as she lets go. “Oh no, honey. That felt so good. But if you touch me too much right now, I’m going to embarrass myself by cumming in my pants, again.” I say and she smirks at me. I reach down and quickly remove my boxer briefs. I settle between her legs as I slowly rub the head, and then the length of my cock along her wet slit. She inhales sharply at the unfamiliar touch of my manhood against her. But she wiggles and grinds against me. I continue to do that, over and over again, getting my dick good and wet with her lubrication. Rose continues to squirm, and I can tell she’s climbing that mountain again. “Tyson, please…” I don’t

ROSE I keep my questions to myself though as Tyson opens my door and helps me down. We hold hands all the way into the building. There are people around and about, but not nearly as many as there are during the peak blooming seasons. Of course, there are winter flowers, but most things bloom during the other three seasons of the year. Tyson continues to hold my hand while he leads me to an area I’ve never been before. There are several round about passages and hallways we go down, but soon we are emerging outside into a large clearing that is fenced off. In front of us is a rather large greenhouse. I look over at him and he smiles down at me as he opens the greenhouse doors. I gasp in shock when we walk in. Inside are some of the most beautiful tropical flowers on the planet. Most I’m only able to recognize from books I’ve read. Not living in the tropics makes it hard to see them in person. I had no idea the arboretum has a tropical greenhouse full of flowers. However, there are man