“But I haven’t fucked you since last night,” I protest.
“You’ll survive a few more hours,” she says, patting my chest soothingly with playfulness in her eyes.
“I don’t wanna wait a few more hours,” I complain, suckling her neck where my mark is. She shivers and thrusts her fingers into my hair. I put a knee to the bed and take her to her back, then grind my erection against her. This gets me what I want, a whimper, and her legs spreading wide.
“I won’t wait a few more hours. I want you now.”
“Ty, they’re gonna be here soon,” she says, breathily, but despite her protest, she’s now rocking against my cock.
“I’ll fuck you fast, Ivy,” I say, hauling my hardened cock out of my pants, finding her sopping wet pussy with the tip and then I shove in, fast, deep.
“It’s been too long since I’ve been inside you,” I inform as I hear her cry out.
“Mm. Way too lo-onnggg,” she sings out.
I purr and this makes her eyelashes flutter.
My fingers go to her clit while the inside of her body strokes my cock and I feel like a king, seeing her lie beneath me with her beautiful hair spread out over the pillow, her teeth embedded in her bottom lip as she lets out these sexy little sounds, responding to what I’m doing to her. Her inner walls go extra-tight around me as she comes, beautifully crying out “baby,” to me while she digs her fingernails into my shoulders.
The bite of it feels fantastic. My mouth finds hers and I groan into her as I knot. Her cries get louder.
“Oh wow. Ty, Ty, baby…” she cries loudly as my knot vibrates and that’s when I hear a car, two cars, and catch the faint scent of Cat, Riley, and Bailey. They’re on the property.
I spill into Ivy and she’s oblivious to the approach of the three of them.
By the time there’s a knock on the door, I’ve just finished emptying into her.
“Oh fuzz,” she says. “Shit. She’s here. I’m a mess. Go. Stall them.” Her face is red, and her hair is a mess. A beautiful mess.
“What? Stall them?”
“Let me get myself presentable. Talk to her for a minute so I can get a fast shower. She’s a werewolf, too, right? I don’t want her to smell the sex on me. Go!”
I laugh and pull jeans on as well as a shirt and then lift her out of bed and take her to the bathroom so I can set her on the toilet. I do this despite her protesting that she can walk and that I should hurry.
“They know we’re here; they’ll smell us. I’m sure they can wait one minute, Ivy.”
“Bring my bags in here, please.” She looks red in the face and panicked. “All of them.”
“Okay, okay.”
I answer the door to Cat, Bailey, and Riley. They’ve all come with things. Riley is standing back, off the porch. Bailey carries food and Cat has a large box filled with things.
I open the door wide. “Come in.” I jerk my chin at Riley. “Come.”
They come inside.
“Ivy’s just getting ready.”
“I smell food,” Bailey says. “We’re starving.”
“I smell more than food,” Riley says low with a smirk, pulling a box on wheels with a handle.
My lip curls instinctively.
He waves his hand. “Sorry, cuz. Just taking a shot at you. It’s just brotherly teasing.” He punches my shoulder playfully and I realize he means no harm. Our eyes meet and something sinks in, deep. In that moment, I know without question that he respects my bond with Ivy, that he’s even happy for it. That my bond with her is what he feels will bring me into their pack.
I don’t know how I know all this, but I do.
A pack doesn’t try to steal your female from you. They think of you as part of their family and by extension, her. As it should be. Not as Cornelius told it to me.
These men helped me when Ivy got bit by the venomous snake. If not for them… I hate to think of it.
“Ivy told me yesterday that you didn’t have a coffee machine, so I brought my old one for you. We brought coffee and lunch, too, though you two have already eaten so I guess---”
“I can eat again,” I say.
Cat squeezes my hand with a big smile on her face and I have the urge to drop a kiss on her forehead. I don’t. I just stare as she begins to unpack the things she’s brought.
I remember Ivy needs her bags.
“Burned off some calories, did you?” Riley jokes.
“Would’ve burned off more if you people weren’t on time,” I joke back on my way into the bedroom.
I feel a strange and foreign lightness in my chest as he laughs good naturedly.
I open the bathroom door just enough to set the bags inside. Ivy is in the tub with her leg hanging over.