All Chapters of The Maverick Pride Tales: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jessica moaned into Brayden’s mouth as he lifted her out of the shower and walked them both to his bed.She dearly loved his bed. It was big and comfortable, not too hard, and not too soft.Every inch was purrfect.Just like her mate.“Jessica,” he growled her name.Her big, sexy mate settled between her splayed legs, sucking, and nibbling on her nipples before sliding down to feast on her sex. She was so fucking glad her mate was a Bear and that he craved a certain brand of honey.Namely hers.Sighing into his touch, she allowed herself to just feel as Brayden started with long, slow swipes of his tongue.She bucked her hips, encouraging him to move faster, but he wouldn’t be rushed. It seemed the day’s earlier incident had left him with a vengeful side.He had told her not to go out, and she went, anyway. And now he was going to torture her by keeping her orgasm just out of reach.Ooh, the jerk!Sigh.But damn, that felt good. So very good.Maybe it paid to be bad once i

“That’s the last one!” Gretchen shouted, stretching her sore back.“Ohmygawd, Gretch! I don’t know what you were worried about,” Elissa huffed, sitting down on a plastic covered chair, and rubbing her protruding belly.The shipment of bright orange, faux leather chairs had only just been delivered, and Gretchen had yet to unwrap them all.“Do you need a bottle of water?” Gretchen asked her bestie. She hardly recognized Lissa these days.Her former roommate was practically glowing. The pRegnant blonde was radiant. So much so, she was practically bursting with happiness, and Gretchen was truly glad for her. If only she wasn’t so dang lonely herself, she thought sadly, reaching into the off-white, antique fridge for a cold water.“Oh yes, please,” Elissa gasped, chugging from the proffered bottle greedily.Gretchen sighed and shook her head, looking over the chairs and the small magazine table that had just been delivered. They were arranged in an L shape, nine in total, and w

“Uncle Uzzi! I am so glad you dropped by,” Elissa squeaked as her favorite person in the whole world, aside from her husband came strolling in.Uncle Uzzi, matchmaker extraordinaire, walked across the threshold and opened his arms out to the pRegnant Tiger Shifter. Elissa was so happy she returned the warm embrace as she would her own father’s if he were still alive. Uncle Uzzi was a perfect surrogate.“Look at you, darling. You are glowing,” he said, and her smile grew even brighter.There was something so warm and open about the amazing Witch that left the Nari feeling both relaxed and energized the second she was with him. Maybe that was part of his magic, she mused, as he gazed at her with sparkling blue eyes.“How is that mate of yours? Treating you well, yes?” he asked, with his trademark white hair and beard resting in place as if he’d just trimmed it.The older man sat down at the table with Elissa right beside him. She noticed him looking around and laughed as she pu

That reminded him, he didn’t know her name. Warning bells started going off, this was the Nari’s friend, but even that thought did not stop his cock from growing harder. Hell, the second he’d touched her, he was a goner.Reg’s Tiger pressed under his skin, growling and scratching, agitated beyond reason. Awareness made his breathing come hard and fast, and desire coursed through his body. He scented her reciprocal arousal and Reg’s blood roared in his ears.Mate.Oh fuck.Mine.Slow down.No.She was it. She was the one. His one. Reg’s true and fated mate.Holy fucking shit.“Uh, hi, I’m Gretchen. You can, um, put me down now,” the woman said.She smiled tightly, and raised her eyebrows expectantly, but there was no fucking way he was letting her go.Mine, growled his beast, but Reg remained silent.“Um, yeah. Okay, buddy. Thanks for the rescue, but it can’t be easy holding me like this, so, you can just put me down, yeah? Like now.”Eyes narrowed, the tiny fe

By the time she was done cutting the hair on his head, Reg had to admit he looked about a million times better. He would never underestimate the skills of a unisex hairstylist again.She was an absolute genius. With nimble and efficient swipes of her shears, Gretchen had cut and groomed his unruly locks to perfection. She’d shaved the sides and back all the way to the skin on his scalp. Leaving the top long enough to reach his chin.He’d never have dared go so short on his own, but he had to admit, he loved it. It revealed the tattoo on the back of his neck, making it look even better in his opinion. His Regular barber, Lou, was old school.Everyone pretty much got the same fade, but Gretchen here gave him an edge with this style haircut. She’d made him look good in a way that was reminiscent of modern soccer players everywhere. He kinda dug the sport.Especially, after Hunter had organized an in-Pride version of the World Cup last summer. It was awesome, and Reg’s team had won