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“Ah!” Julian moans as he strokes himself through it, his other hand clinging to my thigh, keeping me close—keeping me deep.

“Julian,” I groan as I fuck into him.

He’s so good. So fucking good, but I want more. Goddess. I want so much more.

I hook my arms under his knees, and fold him beneath me before I sink in even deeper

“Ohh,yes—” he moans. Tears swell with each thrust that jostles his body, and he lets them spill as he strokes himself.

His sounds practically drag me to the edge. He clenches around me, and I spill inside him. My orgasm crashes into me, flooding my senses and my mind with so much pleasure that the world whites out around me.

There’s only Julian and his cries and his tight fucking hole. I cum inside of it, filling him while he moans my name and spills again, though barely this time. My hips slow, dwindling to a lazy rock, and then nothing at all as I slump over my mate.

He lies splayed beneath me, his hair a tangled mess and his body a slick, sweaty thing I adore. I don’t know how long it is before I can sit up, but when I do, my cock is still buried inside him. I pant above him, staring at his spent body before I take his still-hard cock back in my hand.

My fingers trace over him, the touch barely there, but Julian still cries out as he clenches around me

“Aiden!”he weeps as my hips move slowly, teasing his prostate with my cock.

“We’re nowhere near done, baby,” I promise as I duck down to lick up the length of his ear.

Maybe I am a pervert.

Chapter 57

Julian

“Freedom,” Aiden rasps as he claws at the table. “I beg thee for freedom.”

“There’s a Council meeting next month for leading alphas,” I say, ignoring his plea while I dangle the invitation in front of his eyes. “Would you like to go, or should I?”

“Can’t we go together?” he asks, managing to be serious for just a moment before he hastily tacks on a sob. “So that we can suffer together?”

“It would not be suffering for me, and no,” I dismiss while I reread the note. It didn’t say anything about an attendance limit, but—“It’s a safety hazard. It’s not a closed meeting. If someone attacks us while we’re out there, then it’ll be better for the pack to lose one of us rather than both.”

Aiden clutches his chest with a dramatic gasp as he pins his crestfallen gaze on me.

“You could lose me so easily? You’d just go on without me.”

“I don’t remember saying that at any point, Aiden,” I retort while I fight back a smile.

“I read between the lines,” he hisses as he shakes his head. “If you’re scared we coulddie, then neither of us should go.”

“It’s just a possibility to be mindful of,” I groan, and I don’t know why I bother when he already knows all of this. “I’ll just go. You can stay home and run the pack into the ground without me.”

“I’ll do my best,” he vows solemnly, before peeking at my notebook. “Are we done now?”

“Nope,” I reply, chuckling as he tosses himself back on the table. “We have to plan the retreat for the recently shifted wolves.”

“I can take that one,” he says, lifting a hand over his squished face. “But you should come too.”

“What?” I blanche. “It’ll be full of children, Aiden.”

He’s already grinning as he lifts his head. “I know. It’ll be good practice.”

I roll my eyes as I cross the item from our agenda, and Aiden immediately perks up.

“Are we done now?” he asks like a stir-crazy pup about to be let outside. “Please tell me we are. Please! It’s been two hours since I saw sunlight.”