Lily
“Is he going to be alright?” I ask Eva in a worried tone. Wesley passed out after the battle and is lying motionless on the ground while slightly shivering.
“He will be just fine,” Eva assures me and taps my shoulder with a sad look on her face. “Lucas, on the other hand, can’t be saved,” her voice is hushed as if she doesn’t want anyone to hear her, and I can understand why.
Juanita filled me in on what happened on the battlefield. Tess found out Lucas was her mate, and even though he was rude and brutish toward her, he saved her on the battlefield. He fought off some hybrids Tess couldn’t handle and then decided to bring her to the mansion since she isn’t the most talented fighter. But that’s when things went south.
Mirelle’s hybrids jumped on Lucas, and his wounds are severe from the battle. The pack doctor and some nurses are picking him up on a stretcher, but I doubt he will make it. The hybrids ripped out his eyes, and his skin is burnt from dark flames and black magic. He fought plenty of the bad guys, but sadly, he might not live to tell the tale to his future children.
“Sad,” Eva whispers and sighs. “Very sad, but at least I’m glad you and the baby are safe.”
I smile at her. “Likewise.”
Eva taps me a second time on the shoulder before I turn my attention back to Wesley. He is still unconscious, and I brush away some dark hair from his forehead—such a beautiful man. I lean closer to him, feeling his breath on my face, until a few of his men approach me.
“My Luna,” one of them says. “Do you want us to carry the Alpha to his chambers?”
“Yes, please,” I say, moving out of the way so they can carry Wesley to our bedroom.
I wish I could carry Wesley myself like a knight in shining armor, but my mate is more than twice my size. So I silently follow the men until we are in our bedroom. The pack doctor checks to ensure the baby is okay, and a few moments later, I’m left alone with my unconscious mate.
“Oh, Wesley...” I murmur and drag a wet towel over his naked skin. He is dirty from the battle, covered in his own blood, but somehow still manages to look sexy.
A pout forms on my lips as I wash his six-pack. “I almost think you planned this just to get me wet...”
Wesley stirs a little in response to my words, and I pause when his long eyelashes flicker against his cheeks. It takes a while for his eyes to adjust. The room is bright, and he groans before those emerald eyes land on mine, “What happened?”
“You passed out after the battle since you used too much magic to defeat Mirelle,” I say in a soft voice and gently dip the towel in the water bucket down by my feet. “But don’t worry. You’re going to be alright.”
Wesley looks at me for a moment, then tries to sit up. “How is the baby? Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”
I push at his chest. “Don’t sit up. Lie down, okay? Let me take care of you,” when he still tries to fight me, I add a little more strength to my hand. He doesn’t budge, and I roll my eyes before realizing I have to ensure him. “The baby is fine, Wesley. I’m still pregnant, and the baby is still driving me nuts with his kicking. You’re the one who passed out.”
Wesley sighs and relaxes against the pillows. “Thank the moon goddess for that. I don’t know what I would do without you and our baby.”
“We are fine, Wesley. Thank you for worrying about us, but you’re in worse shape than me and our son.”
Wesley smiles, and I continue cleaning his skin in silence, swallowing thickly when he tries to get more comfortable against the pillows. His biceps flexes in response, bringing my attention there for a brief moment. It makes him chuckle; what a freaking tease.
“You did that on purpose...” I mutter.
His dimples show. “Did I?”
I roll my eyes. “Freaking tease...” I’m about to dip the towel back in the water, but Wesley grabs my hand, placing it over his chest. I can feel his strong heartbeat, and his smile is warm and affectionate.
“I know you must be tired from the battle, but would you let me mark your neck? I don’t think I will be able to rest without knowing that you’re fully mine.”
A heat rises within me upon his request, and I slide into bed with him, uncaring that he is still slightly dirty. He immediately places his hand on my waist, pulling me close to his larger body so that my breasts are touching his pectoral muscles. My feet are somewhere by his knees, and his hand rests lazily on my hip as he leans in to kiss me.
I moan softly, throwing my head back, and Wesley takes the opportunity to deepen our kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a possessive hunger. His hand trails down my body, cupping the curve of my pregnant belly, making me gasp against his lips.
“Wesley...” I whisper, feeling a desire pool down in the pit of my stomach.
“I know, baby,” Wesley murmurs, his voice a low growl as his fingers dance over the hem of my nightdress. “I need you. Do you want to ride me?”
My response is a smile I hope comes out sexy, and Wesley gets in position, resting his head behind his muscular arms as I straddle him. We are both already naked from the battle, and I rub my wet cunt against him, shivering already.
“Lily,” he sighs as his hands wrap possessively around my full breasts, his thumbs caressing the swollen areolas as he looks up at me. All sexy and daunting. “How does it feel to ride me? You good up there, baby?”
My response is an embarrassing moan. It feels great to ride him. Too great. His cock is stretches me out perfectly, but I can’t ride him too fast, or I will lose control. His cock is hitting me in the most delicious spot, and I go slow, only to gasp when Wesley gently lifts his ass off the bed. I fall forward, gripping his upper abs while he moves underneath me with a smirk on his lips.
“I want you to come for me first,” his voice is a sexy coo, and his eyes are playful. “Ride me until you’re clenching and spasming on my cock, Lily. I want to see you lose control. Ride me. Use me. Pleasure yourself.”
That does it. My head falls back as I ride him roughly, moving my hips at an insane pace, my hands caressing his ridiculous body as I ride him.
“Uh, uh, uh,” I moan, the words not coherent anymore, but Wesley is with me the whole way. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Come for me,” Wesley growls, biting his lip. “I want you to come on my cock.”
The words come out a little desperate, and I’m ready to melt. I pinch my own nipples and press my pussy down onto him. My fingers find my clit, and I circle it as I ride him with a rabid desire. A tangible desperation sets in, and I squirt a little on his cock. I’m not the type of girl to squirt. Not at all. Hell, I didn’t even know I could do that, but there is no mistaking the warm feeling between my legs; I definitely squirted.
“Hmm...” Wesley hums underneath me, smirking. “You’re still riding me...does that mean you’re chasing your next relief?”
Watching this confident Alpha smirk underneath me is annoying and sexy at the same time. More pleasure builds in my core, and I close my eyes, thrusting harder.
“That’s it, Lily,” Wesley groans, finally sounding like he is getting into this as much as me. “Ride me. Use me as your sex toy. Touch my abs.”
“Oh God,” I moan as I ride him harder and harder. He matches my speed, and that makes fireworks go off within me. “Oh god, I’m going to come. I’m going to...oh fuck.”
Wesley is panting underneath me, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Gosh. What do I do? Look away? I wouldn’t be able to compose myself if I maintained eye contact during the entire ride. But I can’t look away from him. He is sweating and trembling slightly as I fuck his big cock, riding it until I see stars behind my eyes.
I gasp, “Wesley, I’m coming!”
“Come on my cock, baby...” he moans in a strained voice, thrusting his hips into me. “Come for me.”
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” I moan, feeling my breasts bouncing steadily.
Pleasure is swarming me.
It feels like I’m floating.
With a drunk smile, I pinch my nipples so hard that pain creeps up to my head while my lips clench around Wesley’s throbbing cock. He is cumming, and I topple over him, exhausted and in pure bliss from my orgasm. I’m sweating like a bitch in heat, and Wesley turns tense underneath me.
“Yeah, come on my cock, Lily,” he growls as I continue to clench around him, holding his cock in place while I come down from my orgasm. “You’re so sexy...”
My body spasms with intensity. He thrusts his hips up into me one last time before biting my neck to leave his mark on my skin. After he is done, I do the same to him and close my eyes until I can feel the mate bond thrumming to life.
Shock seeps through my system, and I lean back with widening eyes. Suddenly I want Wesley even more than before. My whole body and soul are craving him, and the feeling is so intense that I’m actually a bit shaken.
“This feeling...but how?” I whisper, blushing because Wesley suddenly looks about ten times hotter than before. Is that normal? And how did I never notice just how huge and enormous he is? Like, damn, I just want to kiss his muscles all night.
He smiles. “I accepted you as my mate, Lily. You’re the Luna of my pack now, and my mate,” his expression goes soft when he sees my confusion, and he tenderly pulls me down until my head is resting on his broad chest. He kisses my head and murmurs, “Oh, Lily, didn’t you know the mate bond would come back if we marked each other?”
“I never really felt it in the first place,” I whisper. “But now I can barely control my breathing around you.”
Wesley chuckles. “That’s cute.”
“More like annoying...you suddenly look like a movie star.”
Another chuckle. “Didn’t I always do that?”
“The arrogance!”
He laughs out loud at my feistiness. It makes my face burn brighter, but I don’t fight him when he hugs me tightly to his larger body. “If it’s any comfort, you look like a movie star in my eyes too. It’s what the mate bond does, but you were always pretty and hot.”
“Really?”
“Mhm,” he places a tender kiss against my temple. “But appearances hardly matter. What I love about you is your brain and your soul, not your seductive little body, but I suppose that’s a big plus.”
I smile. “You’re sweet.”
We continue to hold and kiss each other until it gets late, and I get comfortable under the blankets. Wesley wraps his strong arms around me and tenderly cups my ever-growing baby bump. I sigh contentedly as I nestle into him. I can hear his steady heartbeat and feel my worries drift away.
“I love you,” I whisper.
“More than anything,” he replies in a soft voice, kissing my forehead. “You’re the love of my life, and our story is just beginning.”
Happiness surges within me, but then I remember Tess and Lucas and feel sadness wash over me.
“You’re Gamma is going to die, isn’t he?”
Wesley hesitates to answer but eventually sighs. “Most likely. My men have filled me in on his condition through the mind-link...”
I swallow and feel tears prickle behind my eyelids. “That’s not fair. Tess just found him...”
“I know, honey,” Wesley lets out another sigh. “But let’s be selfish and focus on our happiness tonight, okay? We can be sad over Tess and Lucas tomorrow.”
“Isn’t that terrible?”
“Yes,” Wesley says. “But please let me be happy for just another hour before we focus on the pack.”
I smile. “Okay, for your sake, I will.”
So for the next hour, we simply lie there in peace and contentment, not talking but finding comfort in our embrace. The baby kicks, and I smile as I feel Wesley’s hand press against it with a sense of awe. Love radiates through me as I look up at his handsome face and realize just how much he loves our unborn child already.
We lay there embracing each other until I can tell that it’s starting to get less dark outside. As I’m about to drift off into a deep sleep, Wesley whispers one last thing in my ear, “I promise you, Lily, no matter what happens tomorrow or for however long our lives may be, I will always stand by your side.”
My heart fills with warmth as I close my eyes and think about all that lies ahead of us. No matter what awaits us or how difficult things may become, as long as we have each other, nothing else matters. Wesley and I got each other’s backs, and I finally feel like I’ve found a place where I belong: in his big arms.