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“I never told you that you could come,” I growl, tugging him back so that I can slap the other side.

“Ahh—” Julian moans as he tries to look at me from over his shoulder, but then my hand descends and his head drops. “Oh Goddess.”

I knead his ass while my pulse pounds in my ears and my heart hammers, desperate to sink back in. I’d slapped Julian’s ass before, but never like this. It felt like too much before, especially with the doubts he had about how we were in bed, but it’s just right now as I watch Julian’s cock leak between his spread legs.

“I’m sorry,” he whimpers, but I know my mate.

I smack his ass again, this time a little harder before he bows forward with a cry. I slap the other side, not showing mercy until he’s trembling all over with an ass red enough to match the tip of his ears.

“I—I’m sorry,” he blubbers while he pushes himself back into my hands.

“You’re sorry, what?” I growl as I pause to knead his ass.

Panting, Julian lifts his head with effort to look back at me, and this time, his eyes find mine. They’re glowing, burning with raw lust that kicks my heart up into high gear, and then he smiles.

“I’m sorry, daddy,” he whispers seductively, and I think I’m about to fucking pass out.

I let both my hands fall onto his cheeks without restraint and Julian’s eyes cross before cum spills from his cock. Crying out, he comes all over the sheets as his arms give and his orgasm tears him apart. His cock twitches relentlessly between his legs, and it takes everything inside of me not to suck it between my lips as I climb over him instead.

“You never learn,” I growl before slamming myself back into him.

Julian gasps in surprise and then moans long and hard as he takes me back in.

What door have we opened …

Chapter 74

Julian

“Stop touching my feet,” I snap, prying my feet away from Aiden’s hands. “Why did you offer a foot massage if you suck at them?”

“Sorry,” he mumbles, pouting up at me as he tugs the covers back over my assaulted toes. “What can I do for you?”

“Nothing, Aiden. I’m fine,” I promise as I lie down. He’s there in seconds, fluffing my pillows like his life depends on it. “Aiden, I’m fine,” I groan, slapping his hands away until he relents. “Go. You’ve got work to do.”

“Right,” he mumbles, stepping back before he hastily backpedals to give me a quick kiss.

He makes it all the way to the doorway before he wavers, eyeing me and the watermelon I’m trying to pass off as my stomach.

“Aiden, go!”

“Okay! Okay!” he groans, running off before I can throw something at him. I wait with ears perked until I hear the front door shut behind him before I sink back into the bed.

I slide my hand over my stomach, lips twitching up. “Only a few more weeks.”

Excitement courses through my veins, and I can barely contain it.

Life had taken a sudden turn four months ago with news of the pregnancy, but the shock and strangeness of it had passed. It helped that every visit to our healers confirmed that I’ve been having a normal werewolf pregnancy.

The pack realised as much and any lingering unease about the situation had drifted months ago. Now, everyone is excited to welcome our latest addition, who’d eventually be their next alpha.

There were concerns after Levi’s adoption about where he’d fit into things, but Levi wanted a home with us, nothing else. If that changed one day, and he felt a calling to lead, then we’d work through that together. But for now, our greatest concern was being the best parents to him.

Levi hadn’t changed very much. With us, the smiles came freely, and he and Aiden got into little play fights all the time, but that still was a side of himself that he didn’t share with others. He was part of the pack’s kindergarten years, but integration was slow.

On his good days, he went, and on his bad ones, he stayed home with me, since I’m banned from all things stressful under Aiden’s orders.

“Julian.”