LEO
My mind is suddenly blank as I stare at her walking past me. Her ass has that sexy bounce to it, and the way she is strutting it across the kitchen fucking messes with me…
Her long legs, which I’ve always fucking loved, look so fucking sizzling hot in those fishnets that I am already hard. She doesn’t even spare me a glance as she murmurs something I don’t even hear. She reaches for the cabinet handle, her ass sticking out sexily, and it is obvious she fucking knows what she is doing to me.
A growl escapes my lips as I close the gap between us. Grabbing her elbow, I spin her around to face me, making her gasp. The moment those sexy eyes meet mine, I tangle my hand into her lush locks, yanking her head back and claiming her lips in a bruising kiss. She instantly locks her arms around my neck, kissing me back with equal passion. Our lips are moulded together as I ravish her mouth. Never are these lips ever fucking enough. One fucking taste, and you just want more. Oh, yeah… fuck, she tastes so good.
She moans, and the scent of her arousal reaches my nose, making me groan. With one hand still in her hair, I run the other one down her back, massaging her thigh. Slipping my hand under her tiny dress, I squeeze her ass and move back to admire her. She smirks, resting her elbows on the counter as she looks at me with her eyes full of lust.
"I guess you like my outfit," she whispers, parting her legs sensually.
"I fucking love how the woman in it looks," I growl, turning her and pushing her down as she grips hold of the worktop.
My eyes blaze when I see the tiny thong under that mini dress, if you could even call it that. I squeeze her ass, wanting to fuck her right now. A tiny part of me reminds me that we are in an open kitchen with two entrances, but it is only a tiny part in comparison to the haze of lust and hunger I feel for her.
"Fuck, Leo." She moans the moment I massage her pussy. She responds to my touch like a good little girl, wriggling her ass as she moans softly. I grab the fishnets and tear a hole in them. That looks even fucking hotter. "Wait, what are you -"
"Giving you a punishment for teasing me," I growl, grabbing her neck as I pull her up and claim her lips in a bruising kiss. My other hand makes quick work of my zipper. Pushing aside my boxers, I pull my dick out and rub it against her ass. Oh, fuck.
Pleasure rushes through me, and I can feel her panic and excitement through the bond; panic that we are in the kitchen and excitement that we are doing this in a semi-public place.
"You’re my dirty little girl," I growl, rubbing my cock against her pussy.
"Then fuck your dirty little girl now," she moans breathlessly, rubbing her ass against my cock.
I push her thong aside and slam into her with one rough thrust, making her cry out. She grips the counter tighter, and I grab hold of her hips. No matter how hard I want to fuck her, I have to be careful of our baby.
"Better keep it down, baby girl, unless you want the entire fucking mansion to hear," I whisper huskily as I fuck her. She whimpers an incoherent reply as she tries to muffle her sexy moans. My eyes are fixed on her ass, watching my dick slide in and out of that pussy, the way her skin slaps against mine.
Suddenly the kitchen door opens. My eyes flash as Azura screams, and although she tries to move, I refuse to let her go.
"Out!" I growl, knowing that I am covering her and nothing can be seen, but it is pretty fucking obvious what we are doing. A yelp and a slamming door are heard, and Azura turns to stare at me over her shoulder, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Not a sight you see often.
"Oh my goddess, Leo, we- aah!" She gasps when I begin pounding her again.
She clutches the counter, and it doesn’t take long for her to no longer care about who walked in on us as pleasure consumes her once more. We continue fucking, and soon she is on the brink of release. I speed up, finding my own release at the same time as hers. She lets out a loud moan of pleasure as I kiss her neck to muffle my groan, pulling her shaky body up against me. Our hearts are racing as we catch our breath, the smell of sex hangs in the air, and that satisfaction after a good fuck makes me smirk. She is fucking perfect…
I flick her ear, kissing her just below it sensually. After a few moments of catching our breath, I reach for the dish towel on the counter and wipe between her legs as I pull out. She whimpers, holding onto my arm with one hand as she reaches down, taking the towel from me and wiping herself. I pepper soft kisses along her neck, enjoying the feel of her skin beneath my lips. Beyond heavenly… I inhale her scent deeply, satisfied by the fact that my scent lingers on her.
"Who came in?" She whispers, scanning the floor just in case there is anything on it. I think the smell of sex in here would be enough to tell anyone what we did in here. I shrug, slipping my dick back into my pants.
"I think it was Winona," I reply as she goes to the sink and dampens a corner of the towel while wiping her legs.
"Oh, flip, the poor woman!" She exclaims, tossing the tea towel in the bin.
I smirk, "Don’t worry, she didn’t see anything. It’s her fault for coming in." A devilish smirk crosses her lips, and she locks her arms around my neck.
"Mmm, maybe she just got all hot and bothered and needs to find a man because that was absolutely fucking hot," she whispers seductively, reaching up and nibbling on the lobe of my ear, sending a ripple of pleasure through me before she pulls away. "Shall we go clean up?"
"Sounds like a fucking plan," I reply, kissing her lips once more. "Shame I ruined the tights…"
"Oh, I have another pair upstairs, and I plan to buy many more," she replies with a toss of her hair as she leads the way to the door. I follow, appreciating the view, my thumb to my lips as I admire her sexy derriere. Is there anything this girl is lacking?
Nah, nothing.
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A while later, we are in the lounge. The house is empty, which I am fucking grateful for, and I am just going through some old books to try to see if we can figure anything out about what Judah could be.
Alejandro has set a meeting for the evening, and he had been the one to send the books over. Several of us, including the witches and others, are also trying to go through other books for answers in the hope that we find out what exactly the bastard is.
Azura is helping with some tasks I have set her, her legs in my lap, and those tights that she replaced the torn ones with are fucking distracting. I put the second book down. There is nothing so far. Sighing in frustration, I take out a cigarette and light it. She looks at me while biting on the end of her pen.
"What’s wrong?"
"I just hate when I don’t know shit," I reply, taking the pen from her and marking a cross on her thigh between the gaps in her net. She smirks slightly, takes it back, and makes a circle in the next box before handing the pen back to me.
"We’ll find the answers. There are plenty of us trying to figure this out," she says as I make another cross slowly. Our eyes meet, and I hear her heart race as she slowly takes the pen and makes a second circle.
"You just…"
The door opens, only for Dad to stop in his tracks and cover his eyes.
"Is it safe to enter?" I give him a cold glare before taking the pen, making the third X, and drawing a line through it.
"I win."
"No… I’ve already won," she whispers, making Dad chuckle.
"Ah, the love here… you know I’ve never seen Winona run faster than she did earlier. She didn’t even apologise for barrelling into me," he smirks, and I don’t miss how Azura’s cheeks heat up.
"That’s why I prefer living alone. You could have warned her not to enter," I respond pointedly.
"Hey, I'm not complaining. Besides, I didn’t realise she was back," Dad replies, raising his hands in surrender. "Anyway, I won’t disturb you lot for long. I was thinking about holding the passage of the Alpha title this coming full moon."
"That’s literally a week away… we have a lot of shit going on without having a ceremony to deal with," I reply.
"I know, but we need to do this. Azura can also take the Luna title and be initiated into the pack."
Alpha and Luna… I look into her blue eyes and, seeing no hesitation, I nod.
"Fine. Are you cool with that, baby girl?" I smirk, seeing how she reacted to me.
"Sure… that’s going to be one eventful night…" she murmurs, and I know she means the healing…
No pressure. Even if we don’t get that shit sorted, I won’t die that fast.
We are going to heal you, she replies firmly before turning to Dad.
"Sounds like a plan. If you need me to do anything, I'm happy to help."
"Thank you, Azura. You will make a good Luna," he says, making her smile before he leaves the room.
I know she has doubts about it, how she doesn’t feel she’ll do a good job. Guess she doesn’t fucking realise she was born to do it, and she’ll deliver. Not every Luna is the same, and Azura will be the perfect Luna for me and this pack.
"You will be perfect. Just be you. Fuck the rest," I say quietly, leaning over and kissing her lips softly. She places her hand on my cheek and kisses me back before I move away.
"I like the slight stubble. You suit it." I guess I was far too busy to keep on top of shaving, and a lot of shit has been going on.
"Good," I reply as she gives me a wink and returns to her file.
I know what happened between her and Nikki yesterday. Jax had told me earlier but said not to mention it to Azura. She had handled herself well, but Nikki does deserve punishment, so I have put her under house arrest with someone watching her constantly. I also had her phone and her devices confiscated from her. I don’t trust her, not around Azura or even anywhere near her. If Emmet could betray me, so could Nikki, and she hasn’t kept her hatred for Azura a secret. I am certain she is the one who had spread the fact that Judah was Azura’s ex to the pack, but how did she even fucking find out? That is a question I don’t know the answer to yet.
As for the vitamins given to Azura, they are perfectly fine, but I still tossed them out and made Dan go and get some more for her. You can’t be too careful. Ever. It’s always better to be safe than sorry.
I trace circles on her thigh. There is something vital I need to do before then and before this meeting, and that is to make a very important call…
It is a short while later when Corrado returns, and after spending a short while with him, I get the chance to leave and head upstairs to the bedroom. Time to get this shit over with… I sit on the bed, smoking a cigarette, as I hit call on a number I had saved not so long ago. After a few rings, it is answered.
"Hello?" Comes the deep voice. I am actually fucking doing this… Exhaling silently, I answer,
"Elijah. It’s Leo."