He catches my lusty gaze and grins. “Garden’s all dug up and ready for planting.”
“Thank you,” I say, watching him wipe his forehead with one of my kitchen towels.
He tosses it on the counter and leans against the stove, his tattooed, bulging muscles on full display. When his attention swings toward Axel, his grin turns wicked. “And here’s the mutt who keeps sniffing around like you’re a bitch in heat.”
“Hello to you, too, Ethan,” Axel says wryly, not rising to the bait. He turns toward me. “That’s where we’re at with the pack. Constantly putting out fires. I’ll see you later, Luna.”
He gives me a kiss on the forehead and Ethan a nod he doesn’t deserve before ducking out the front door and pulling it shut behind him.
I wish the triplets would be nicer to Axel, but I’m not sure what I can do about it. I already told them, and they didn’t listen. Ethan saunters toward me, scoops me up off the barstool, tosses me over his shoulder, and heads for the living room. He flops onto the couch with me and pulls me into his lap. The scent of musk pouring off him makes me instantly aroused. He nibbles at my neck, his scratchy beard tickling my skin. “So, beautiful… When do you go into heat? Because you’re going to have to tell me and Callan ahead of time so we can hole up at our old place beforehand
unless you want me to fill you with a whole litter of puppies.” “What?” I ask, twisting around on his lap.
“Come on, Luna. Now that you’re a good little housewife, Warrick’s going to want to breed you right to prove you’re his. The pack’s really going to lose their shit over that.”
He chuckles and grips my hips, moving me around on his cock.
“What do you mean?” I wrap my arms around his neck and blink up at him. “I’m not Warrick’s. I’m all of yours.”
“Does Warrick know that?” Ethan asks, running his hand up and down my shorts-clad thigh.
“Well… I mean… I think so?”
“Don’t get me wrong, I like our little stolen moments like this, but he’d rip my throat out if he saw you grinding on my dick like this. Totally worth the blueballs for me, but you might want to tell him if you’re not serious about him. He definitely thinks it’s more than just fucking.”
“It is,” I say, thinking of how nice it feels to curl my little body up against his huge one every night, to feel protected and treasured as he holds me in the crook of his arm after fucking me hard and calling me his baby girl while he comes so deep inside me that I can’t even breathe.
“You don’t understand relationships at all, do you?” Ethan asks, grinning at me while he pushes his hips up under me.
“No,” I admit. “Not really.”
“Well, let’s just say that you’d better tell him you’re not his alone before you go into heat if you don’t want a bloodbath on your hands. Every unmated male wolf will be howling at your door, and I’m sure as fuck going to put my seed in you if you let me.”
“Warrick did say I should wear clothes when I’m home so y’all and the rest of the pack aren’t panting after me, but I didn’t really know what he meant,” I say. The heat level has been unbearable, and it’s all I can do to
wear any clothes at all. Warrick used his wolf dominance to stress the importance, though, and all of Axel’s pack wears clothes. I’ve been doing my best to keep them on, so I fit in when I’m ready to go out into the pack again.
“Haven’t you ever been in heat before?” Ethan asks,
“Once,” I say, stroking the fur on his leg. “Mama got a witch to make them stop, but Axel gave me something to take the spell off when I was staying there. I don’t think it worked, though, because I haven’t gone into heat yet.”
“I’m glad we didn’t miss it.” Ethan eyes my lips with intense, feral hunger. “What happened when you were in heat before?”
“Mama tried to keep me locked up our little house, but it wasn’t built to withstand anything, and I kept escaping. I didn’t know what I needed, exactly, just that I had this heat between my legs that ached so bad, and that I had to find a way to put out the fire.”
“Did you touch yourself?” Ethan asks, his eyes blazing with desire.
“Some, but it didn’t help much,” I say. “And then it started to hurt because I did it too much. Mama took me to the hot springs and told me to soak it off, but it only helped as long as I was in the water. The second I got out, the need would be back.”
“Oh, baby, I can’t wait for that to happen.” Ethan guides my body until I’m straddling him, pushed against his rigid length. “Feel that, sweetheart. I’m going to help you quench that fire all day when you’re in heat. I just hope I’m the one who gets a baby in you.”
He palms my belly before pulling my head in to meet his lips.
We make out-my new favorite term after the movies with Callan-for a few minutes. Our tongues collide and caress as Ethan thrusts his cock against my core. At last, he slides my shorts aside and sinks a finger into my wet pussy. His eyes roll back, and he groans.
“Want to start practicing now, so we’re ready when it comes?” I laugh. “We could. But first, I have a question.”
“What is it?” he asks, pumping his finger into me slowly.
The sensation scrambles my brain. I arch into him, panting for more. “How can I think of what I want to ask when you’re doing that?”
“That’s my plan.” He leans forward and bites my neck, adding a second finger to the first that’s gliding in and out of me. “If you’re not just Warrick’s, this pussy’s mine for the fucking.”
Mercy on the swamp dogs, it feels go good I almost lose my mind.
“What’s your question?” he whispers into my skin.
“Have you ever done that before?” I ask. “Got a baby in someone?” “No,” he murmurs against my neck. “I never wanted to before you.”
“Why not?”
He shrugs. “Growing up with a son of a bitch for a father didn’t leave me keen to sire my own offspring. I figured I’d only fuck them up. None of the women I’ve known were interested in anything but having their brains fucked out, and that’s all I was after, so everybody wins.”
“I see,” I say, as a sudden jab of jealousy stabs at my insides.
“I don’t think you do, pup,” Ethan says, circling his fingers inside me until my eyes roll back and my hips buck involuntarily against him. “I’ve seen that expression on you before, and I can assure you there’s nothing you need to worry about. I never cared for a woman before, but now that I’ve met you, I want things I never dreamed I’d want. I don’t even remember a single one of those women’s names. When I try, I just think of you.”
I start to melt in his lap at his declaration and the magic spell his fingers are casting. I feel utterly delicious hearing that Ethan’s never before felt what he feels for me.
“You gonna come on my fingers, or am I going to have to pound you with my cock to get you off?” he asks, his breath coming fast as he rocks his hips against my ass in rhythm with his pumping fingers.
“Your cock,” I moan, reaching for the button of his jeans.
Just as I’m about to slide my hand inside, a knock sounds at the door, interrupting us.
“Luna?” Axel says, easing open the door and sticking his head inside. “Are you still here? I wanted to talk to you.”