Jackerman Mother's Warmth 3 Novels & Stories

Jeremy's packhouse is just as pretentious and big as Remington's, except less dark. There's more of a romantic, open vibe and that might be because of his mother. A very nice woman. I think Tatiana completely traumatized me because I was expecting psychological warfare as soon as Jeremy introduced us, but his mom was simply genuinely nice. I don't think we're going to be best friends by any means, but at least she won't call me horrible names the whole time I’m here and that’s a win in my eyes.

She sat beside her mother for a moment as her parents watched the news, then her mother reached over and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, smiling. “I’m going to bed.” Jasmine rose to her feet and kissed the top of her mother’s head. “Oh, my!” A broad smile spread across her mother’s face. “That’s another thing I’d like to speak with you about.” Jasmine let out a deep breath. “I’d like us to be a bit more affectionate, if we can.” Her mother nodded, squeezing her hands. “I’d like that, too, dear.” “Okay, as long as we don’t all start sinking Kumbaya or something,” her father grumped, never taking his eyes off the screen.

I felt a knot form in my stomach, “Great. So he’s not just some disgruntled ex. He’s a real threat. This complicates things.” “Exactly,” Jack replied, his jaw tightening, “Amanda needs to be careful, and so do we. If this guy finds out she’s reached out to us, who knows what he’ll do?” Before I could respond, I caught sight of Mother entering the living room, her presence instantly shifting the atmosphere. She had that determined look on her face, the one that usually accompanied her attempts at manipulation. “Jack,” she said, her voice smooth but laced with an undercurrent of something more unsettling.

Aine smiled at that. "And the butterflies in my tummy." Her mother gave a tinkling laugh. "Does he now?" "He does." "I don't want to rush this, but I guess..." She drummed three fingers on her chest, "And.." Her mother actually drummed three fingers on her tummy. Aine blew out a breath, "Exactly." And both mother and daughter laughed. Aine thanked God that she had a mother like Jasmine O' connell , a mother who understood her like no other.

"I'm just... a little warm. It's hot in here." She didn't start moving fast. She started to move her hips in a slow, grinding circle, making sure she felt every ridge of me against her walls. Every time she pushed down, she let out a tiny, shaky breath that vibrated through the phone speaker. "Mmm-nnn-gh... Jerry is being such a good host. He's showing me everything I missed out on while you were being such a coward, Daddy."

"I'm getting turned on watching her suck you. Kimmie, you're turning me on. Ooh, I wish it were me down there. Oops!" The porch light came on. "Hurry up, Kim. Listen, since I'm your best friend, I'll buy you some time." She got out with her bags and ran up to the front porch, meeting a middle-aged woman just opening the front door. Kim's mother was cute too, a small, trim woman. She hugged Mackenzie. Inspired by their affection, I put a hand on Kim's ass. I saw the mother's mouth move while I felt the daughter's mouth move. Mackenzie handed her the bags and she went inside. Mackenzie ran back.

Fuck me, but that woman was getting really good at this. Jacey wiped her hand on the blanket then held the side of the popcorn bowl so I could discreetly put myself back in order. I wished we could cuddle. After cumming that hard, it would have been nice. My mother let out a long sigh, and I glanced her way, wondering if she’d seen. But she was absorbed in Hank and the movie. “Isn’t it wonderful that I have my prince.” My mother smiled up at Hank. I tried not to gag. Jacey was biting her lip to stop a laugh.

His mother laughed triumphantly. "Parma." Jack groaned. I couldn't stop smiling. The more she talked, the more curious I became. Finally, after several more minutes of playful arguing, Jack hung up. The car became quiet. Then we both started laughing. "Your mother is terrifying." "You're not wrong." I smiled. "Let's go." He looked over. "Seriously?" "Why not?" Jack stared. Then shook his head. "My family is going to love you." I laughed. "That's a dangerous statement."

my mother replies as if she in her right mind. Adam and Jack both swear their outrage at my mother’s reasoning. “The Moon Goddess does not give children to parents who will abuse them. Using Jenna for her powers is abuse,” Adam says coldly as he pulls me into his embrace. I can feel the tension rolling over him as he holds his wolf back. Jake, his wolf, wants to rip my mother apart.