“Sage?”
“Hmm.” Is all I manage, and he nips at my neck and jawline before thrusting into me.
His cock fills and stretches me as he buries himself in me. He pulls out slowly, and my lips part at the feel of him filling me. My hips move, seeking the friction he is giving and making me moan. The sound is lewd and louder than I thought as it bounces off the tiled walls, making me clamp my lips together.
Andrei picks up his pace, finding a rhythm, and I cry out as I feel my walls clamp around him. His mouth crashes against mine, and he swallows my moans while he pounds into me. The familiar tensing of my stomach muscles takes over, and my legs squeeze around his waist, pulling him deeper when my skin prickles and heats.
Andrei’s movements become harsher and more erratic when warmth floods me, making me cry out. My toes curl as my climax washes over me in waves, and my walls spasm and flutter around his length, squeezing and milking his cock as he stills deep inside me. I feel the thick ropes of his seed coating my insides, leaving us both panting as the pulsation of his cock prolongs the feeling that ebbs and flows over me.
I lean heavily against the wall, trying to catch my breath, and Andrei kisses my lips, nibbling on them. “I love you.”
“I love you more,” I mumble, kissing him back. He pulls out of me, sets my feet on the floor, and reaches for the soap.
“I am glad you made me check the cameras now,” he says, making me laugh before reaching for me. I grab the soap from his hand and rub it across his chest while he helps me wash.
“Are you sure I can’t come with you tomorrow?” I ask him while yawning.
“I won’t have you put in danger until we know for sure it is safe. You have to stay here. I will try to be quick. Besides, Jonah needs you here, and I doubt you will be comfortable leaving him,” Andrei says.
“Yeah, true.” I mutter. He is right. I’m not comfortable being away from Jonah, not when we just got him back.
Sage
Monday
Andrei leaves early once again, I wish Derrick could be with him. I would feel more at ease, knowing his father is with him and would have his back.
Derrick called me earlier and said he would be over tomorrow before Dominic gets here with Kat and the kids. Andrei was so excited when I told him that Derrick called around lunchtime.
Andrei already called to tell me he is still with the rogue camp, and they had a run-in with another camp, which turned out to be one of the rogue camps Jackson worked with when they had the pack war. They weren’t happy that Andrei wanted to initiate the rogue camp.
They are staking some claim to them, saying the women are their workers, which sickens me, knowing this rogue camp is whoring out the women in return for safety from the very rogue pack that is selling them. The last time I heard from him was just after dinner, when I was getting Jonah ready for his bath.
Clay, one of Andrei’s warriors, mind-linked me and said they were fine, that Andrei attacked the leader of the all-male rogue camp, but was fine and that only one warrior got injured, but was already healing.
They are planning to move the camp and bring them here during the week once they organize transportation for everyone, and we also have to figure out where to put them.
We have eleven vacant homes. So, Malik and Zane spent most of the day with Nora and me setting up bunk beds in all the rooms to place everyone in until they can order more kit homes to be built.
From my understanding, Andrei’s pack was one of the biggest ones, next to Jackson’s old pack before the war, and Andrei was shocked to learn that a few of those in the rogue camp were from Jackson’s pack originally, but fled before the war with Kat’s pack.
Malik and Zane told me that Andrei has been sending supply trucks out to the rogue camp since he found it when they were searching for information about Jonah. I was a little shocked he could hide it so well because I had no idea about it.
I’m not entirely sure if it is his guilty conscience mixed with Jonah’s arrival, but I am glad to see the changes, and he also seems happier within himself.
I just wish he would have told me, but I also understand why he kept it between his father, Zane, and Malik. He didn’t want to raise the pack’s hopes if he couldn’t handle it and killed them.
I just hop out of the shower and am getting ready for bed, but that restless feeling rushes over me again. Walking into the hall with just my towel on, I listen for noise. I don’t understand what it is, I just can’t shake it.
I check on Jonah again – he is still fast asleep in his bed. I quickly check the security cameras, but also nothing. Going back to the room, I put on my pajamas, the unsettling feeling eases off, and I am eager for Andrei to return home.
“Now I am bored,” I mutter as I dig through the pile of books on the nightstand I have read repeatedly since being here.
“You could always talk to me,” Sierra says.
“It’s not the same. I want my mate.”
“Yeah, but I’m better than nothing,” she says and yawns. I know she wants to shift. We haven’t done it in so long, and it is quite a pleasant night, the sky clear and the breeze warm.
“I know. I can ask Malik to come to watch Jonah or Casen,” I tell her, feeling her itching to go for a run despite being exhausted.
“Please,” she groans, and I chuckle.
With everything going on, shifting has been far from my mind. Sierra is unwilling to ask or ever bring it up. The silly wolf thinks she is adding to my stress levels.