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Chapter Thirty-five

Enzo

H er moans send me into a frenzy. I bury my face further into her center, devouring her essence. It’s been a full week since Michaela and I had the talk in the infirmary. Since then, she has been actively trying to make this work.

We sit up late at night whenever we can and talk about our childhoods. We cook every meal together. And we have sex, lots of sex.

She scrapes her nails through my hair, rocking her center onto my face. I know she’s close, because her hips lose control when she’s about to cum. Before she can reach her peak, I pull away from her.

“Zo,” she whimpers as I climb to my feet.

I run a hand down my face and chin, wiping away the mess she made. With a wide grin, I spread her legs open on the bathroom sink. Placing one foot over my shoulder and holding the other leg out to the side. I grab my cock and line it up to her center before slowly pushing in.

She tosses her head back against the mirror and moans. I fight the urge to bust as soon as I’m in. Her pussy has that magic in it. The tight, wet warmth wraps around my length like a tight grip. Pulling out to the head, I slowly push back in.

“Shit,” she whimpers. Her hands are on my stomach. I ignore her little protest as I move in and out of her. She’s so wet, my pubic hair is glistening from her cream.

“Do you want me deeper, Baby Girl?” I glance up at her face.

Her bottom lip is between her teeth. Her brows are scrunched together. She is always beautiful, but the faces she makes when I’m buried inside her are fucking insane.

“Yes, Zo. Please,” she begs.

Pushing the leg I’m holding out further, I slide deeper into her. She squeals.

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you,” I groan as I work my hips into her.

Sweat drips down my forehead and into my eyes. When her walls start to spasm around me, I wrap my free hand around her neck and lift her body from the mirror, bringing her lips to mine.

“Cum for me, mate,” I growl as I slide my tongue into her mouth.

She kisses me back until her orgasm wrings a cry from her. Her tunnel squeezes my cock in a death grip. I toss my head back and groan as rope after rope of my nut shoots out of me, bathing her walls. I remain buried inside her even after I’ve softened. Lowering my head to hers, I kiss her lips. This time, I take my time slowly pecking her plush lips before driving my tongue in and claiming her mouth. I could stay this way with her forever. In this bathroom, buried inside her while I kiss her. However, that is not an option.

She finally pulls away from the kiss, a smile on her face.

“You know my shower water is probably cold now?”

I laugh. We’d just finished a round in the bedroom when she jumped up to take her shower. Watching her naked ass sway into the bathroom had my dick rigid again. I quickly jumped up and followed her in here.

“My bad,” I say teasingly, pulling out of her. I place the leg over my shoulder back down, I then hold out a hand to help her stand. I watch in fascination as my cum oozes out of her and trails down her thigh.

“Our mate will make a good mother,” my wolf beams confidently.

A sharp pain hits my chest . “She can’t have kids, wolf. You know this. Don’t sike yourself up.”

I can almost feel him roll his eyes in my head. “She will have my pups,” he argues.

I ignore his whining.

She walks over to the shower, pushing the door back, she checks the water. My eyes stay on her heart-shaped ass the entire time. I wonder how she would feel taking my length through her back door. I Immediately grow hard again thinking about sliding into her ass.

“Absolutely not,” Michaela laughs, turning to face me. I guess that thought was a strong one. “You’re entirely too big. Plus, I have patrol tonight.”

The ferals and vamps have been quiet ever since they tried to attack Luna and Miko. I think part of it is because we have been patrolling nonstop while also switching up our routine. However, none of us think the problem is solved. No, they’re sitting and waiting to regroup.

“How about you rest tonight, and I’ll take your spot?”

She steps into the shower and shuts the door. Looking over at me, she turns her back under the showerhead.

“You do this every night I have patrol. I’m starting to think you don’t trust my fighting skills.”

She grabs her loofa and soap and lathers up.

“I’ve seen you fight before. Easily distracted, but still good,” I say jokingly.

She flips me the bird before going back to washing. I’ve given her enough time. I make my way over to the shower and slide the door back.

Her eyes widen when she looks at me.

“You sent the invitation.” I grin as I pull her over to me. Lifting her up, she wraps her legs around my waist. Grabbing my dick, I aim it for her center before lowering her down.

She whimpers as I seat myself in her.

“Last time, I promise,” I lie before I help her lift up and down on me.

I had Michaela twice in the shower. By the time we cleaned ourselves up and climbed out, the water was ice cold. Neither of us minded. I do one last check on the perimeter of our property line. Michaela and her group of scouts were on patrol duty tonight. Which means my group is off.

I transform back into my human form when I get closer to the cabin. Usually, even though I’m off, I go hang with Michaela. However, I was giving her space tonight. It wasn’t that I didn’t think she could do the job; it was more of my desire to be around her.

Making my way into the house, I immediately stopped. The smell is the first thing that catches my attention. It’s the arousal of a female, but not my female. The second smell sends me down the hall.

As soon as I get close to Marley’s door, her soft moan has my rage rearing up. I swing the door open and two naked teens startle.

“I know the fuck not,” I roar as I cover my eyes. I can hear them fumbling around behind my hand. “Get dressed and get your asses out in the living room.” I don’t shut the door as I walk into the living room. I pace the floor, feeling like I’m going to blow a gasket.

“ Kill the boy,” my wolf growls. He’s grown attached to Marley just as much as I have.

“ If I kill him, Phaedra and Chayton will have a conniption.”

The image of Torak and Marley pops in my head again, and I almost gag.

“Hey,” Michaela’s soft voice appears in my head. “Is everything okay? I’m getting some weird emotions through the link.”

Moon goddess, I forgot about her. If I tell her what I just saw, she’s going to kill them both.

“ It’s nothing,” I say. “ Just saw something that made me nauseous.”

Her soft chuckles soothe my rage. “I can’t wait to hear this story. Tell me when I get home.”

She slips out of my head just as the two horny teens walk into the living room, hand in hand. Marley’s head is down while Torak keeps his eyes on me as if he needed to protect her.

“Before you start,” Torak says. “Marley and I are both adults. She’s seventeen and I’m eighteen. We’re grown.”

Folding my arms over my chest, I stand with my legs shoulder length apart.

“Oh, you’re grown?”

“Yes,” he says with his chin up.

“Okay, Mr. Grown. How about I call my mate back to the house, and you can tell her face to face, where your fingers were just buried on her little sister?”

Torak pales and grimaces.

“Just as I thought. If you’re not man enough to own up to Michaela what you were doing, you’re not old enough to do it.”

Torak runs his free hand through his dark hair. “She’s my chosen mate. I want to be with her.”

I watch the two in front of me. The way he’s trying to protect her, even from me. The way she’s hiding behind him as if he is her shield. Even the way he’s holding her hands.

I sigh, letting out a deep breath.

“Look, I get it. You two like each other. But being a mate is more than just sex. If you truly care about her and she’s really your chosen mate, then you wouldn’t be hiding your relationship from everybody. This wouldn’t be the first time I found out that you were interested in Marley. You would’ve come to me and Michaela as a man, and told us you wanted to date her. Your mom and uncle would know of your interest.”

Torak looks down at the ground. “I wanted to tell you all, but Marley didn’t think you would understand.”

I look at Marley over his shoulder. She wipes at her eyes. “Michaela will never let me date. She still thinks I’m a baby.”

“You are to her,” I admit. “But that didn’t give you two an excuse to hide it. By doing that, it proves neither of you are old enough for the step you two were trying to take. Please tell me you haven’t done this before?”

They look away from me.

“We’ve fooled around. But we haven’t taken it where we were going tonight.”

Oh, thank the goddess.

“Listen, if Marley is truly your chosen, then you need to wait. Spend your time getting to know each other. Connect on a level deeper than the carnal. A way to ensure that no one doubts her suitability for you. Because Torak, if you take this to that level,” I say, pointing toward the bedroom. “And you’re wrong. You will destroy her.”

He looks over his shoulder at Marley. Her red tears track down her face.

“Don’t cry,” he soothes, pulling her into his chest. “I know you’re it for me, Marley. Even my wolf knows it. But he’s right. We’ll wait. In the morning, we’ll tell your sister about us and then we will talk to my mom and uncle Chayton. Okay?”

She nods. “Okay. I love you, Tor.”

“I love you too.” He pulls her into a hug, and she buries her face in his chest.

I stand watching them with mixed emotions. Part of me is happy that they seem to love each other, but another part of me feels like Marley is growing up too fast. I had plans to help raise her a little longer and here she is basically maturing right before my eyes.

After hanging with Torak and Marley a little longer, I sent him home. Marley had been sleep for hours when Michaela’s light footfalls walk down the hall. Just like any other night, she’s on patrol, she stops at her sister’s bedroom door before coming to bed.

When she walks into our room, she smiles brightly at me. “Morning,” she sings, walking over to me sitting on the bed.

“I need you to sit,” I say to her.

Immediately, her mood changes. “What’s wrong?”

“I need to tell you something, but I want you to sit first.”

She watches me closely, but eventually sits down beside me.

Taking a deep breath, I filled her in on what I walked in on last night.

Michaela shoots to her feet. “I’m going to cut off his penis and skin her alive.”

I stand to my feet and walk over to her. Grabbing her hands in mine, I try to calm her down.

“Why does he have to lose his dick?”

She glares up at me. “Fine, I’ll skin them both.”

I chuckle. “You will not do either. I talked to them, and they have agreed to keep the relationship PG.”

She scoffs. “They don’t need talking to. They need their asses whipped. Neither of them are old enough to take care of themselves, or a baby for that matter.”

“That’s true.” I avoid the ache of the reminder that she and I will never have a kid. “But I was very stern with them. Trust me, they learned their lesson.”

She stares at me and then laughs. “Yeah, okay.”

Letting go of her hands, I fold mine over my chest. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You want me to believe you were mean to Marley?”

“Why is that hard to believe?”

She laughs as she walks over to the dresser, pulling out one of her night shirts. “She has you wrapped around her pinky.”

“She does not,” I argue.

“Yes she does,” my wolf adds.

She places her shirt on the dresser and then grabs a pair of underwear, as if I’m going to let her keep them on.

“Tell me again, what are you building in the backyard?”

I clear my throat before I speak. “A chicken coop.”

She nods, placing her hand on her hips. “All because she mentioned one time she wanted to raise chickens.”

Alright, she had me there. I have definitely spoiled Marley these last few weeks. First it was the bookshelf, then we painted her room, then we made a window seat for her to read. Now it’s the chicken coop.

I have to laugh at myself.

“You got me,” I say, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her into me. “But this time I did fuss at her. She even cried. You have to trust me.”

She laughs, raising up on her toes, she wraps her arms around my neck and places a quick kiss to my lips.

“I believe you,” she whispers. “But at least tell me you threatened them.”

“Absolutely. They were terrified.”

She tosses her head back and laughs at my lie. She gives me one more kiss before heading to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” she teases when I take my clothes off.

“I have about four hours to put you in the best mood ever.”

Her gaze narrows. “What happens at 9 am?”

“Your sister and future brother-in-law will be here to talk to you about their relationship.”

She rolls her eyes. “You better start stretching. It’s going to take a lot of dick to get me in the mood for that.”

“Say less,” I say before swooping her up in my arms. Her laughter sounds like music to my ears.