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I might have watched some p**n in my spare time to learn what to do. At first, I thought it was stupid to watch, but Natalie talked me into it and showed me some ways to make Jaxon happier. I’m very grateful right now.
I lick around the head and then put my mouth all the way around it while my hand is still moving up and down. When Jaxon lets out a low groan, he stops moving below, and I know I’ve done something right.
I start to s**k on his c**k, and as I get more confident, I lower my head more and more. While Jaxon is still in my mouth, he starts to s**k on my clit, which makes me moan. The more excited I get, the faster I move my head up and down.
I’m so wet that Jaxon’s tongue is moving in circles while he pushes two fingers inside me and starts to thrust them up and down, faster and faster. I can feel my walls starting to contract, which means I’m very close.
I s**k on his c**k more and move my head down so far that I gag a little. I can feel him in my throat because he’s so big in my mouth.
Whenever Jaxon touches my G-spot, I make a high-pitched noise. Jaxon groans loudly when his d**k hits the back of my throat. I can feel him getting bigger inside of me, and I know he’s about to c*m.
He sucks on my clit and pounds his fingers in and out of me right before he does, hitting my sweet spot every time. I can’t stop myself, and I lose control and c*m all over his face. A second later, he screams and lets go into my mouth.
As we come down from our highs, we both keep licking and sucking. I’m panting now that I can breathe. Jaxon moves us around so that our heads are once again in line with each other. He kisses me and pushes his tongue into my mouth while one hand holds my waist and the other holds my b****t.
I can feel my arousal dripping down my thighs even though I just came. Jaxon can smell me, and he smiles as we kiss.
In between kisses, he says, “By the way, I won.”
“What do you win?” I ask, my heart racing.
He smiles at me, then reaches over the bed and pulls a condom out of his pocket.
“You’ll see.”
******
It’s clear that Jaxon and I didn’t get much sleep between the time we got there and dinner. He hurt my body in horrible ways, like putting me in handcuffs and blindfolds. It was too much for my senses, but it was so cool. I didn’t know I could feel that way.
After that, we took a shower together and had s*x again. I can’t believe I was able to stay awake. After dinner, I passed out, and Jaxon just laughed and cuddled up next to me.
We, the six of us, spent the first three days together exploring the city. We went on a tour of a glass-blowing factory where a very skilled man showed us how they make glass figurines. He made a teddy bear and gave it to Maisie, who was overjoyed with the gift.
Jaxon has said that today is our day to explore the city on our own since it’s the fourth day. He says he has plans for us, so I say goodbye to the others and walk along the canal with Jaxon.
When I look around at the beauty of Paris, I can’t help but smile. There are flowers all over the place, and along the canal there are restaurants and stores that sell things that aren’t available in the US.
I keep walking, but Jaxon pulls on my hand, which stops me in my tracks.
“This way,” he says, nodding his head toward a small dock where a man is sitting in the back of a gondola.
“No way!” I say with a smile on my face as I think about riding in one of the gondolas.
Jaxon kisses me and smiles. His hands run through my hair.
“Yes. Go ahead,” he says, then hits my b**t to make his point.
I glare at him half-heartedly, but I still skip over to the gondola and say hello to the man in the boat. He helps both of us get on, and then he uses the paddle to steer us down the canal. I can see everything: the clear blue-green water, the colorful and unique buildings, and the people.
After that, I look at my friend, who isn’t paying attention to any of it. His eyes are on me.
I hug him tightly and wrap my arms around him because I want him to be close to me. Jaxon rests his head on my neck and sighs happily. We stay like that for a while before I pull away and kiss him.
I can’t believe this is really happening. I’m in a gondola in Paris with my werewolf partner, and I’m kissing him. My soulmate is kissing me back, and our love is spreading through our bond.
I don’t want to pull away, but tears come to my eyes. Jaxon has known me long enough to know that I cry when I’m happy, but he still hates seeing my tears. He wipes away the tear right away with his thumb, and his forehead wrinkles a little.
He asks me, “What is it?”
“I love you so much it hurts,” I say, and he pulls me close and breathes in my scent.
“Same, baby. Same.”
******
We thank the man and pay him when the gondola finally gets to its destination. Then we leave. As we walk to the restaurant Jaxon made a reservation at, I see one of those tacky tourist shops and nudge Jaxon with my shoulder.
“Please let us in,” I beg, using my puppy dog eyes that I know he can’t resist.
He looks at the store and then smiles at me, showing off his cute dimple.
“Of course. Go look for the biggest snow globe you can find.”
I kiss him on the cheek and then look around the store for the best gift. As I walk down the aisles, I stop when I see a small snow globe. Jaxon told me to find the biggest one, but this one is so cute and perfect.
I pick it up and take it to Jaxon, who is standing in the store looking confused. He looks at the snow globe in my hand when he sees me coming.
I have a small gondola with a snow globe in the middle of the boat. There are gold flakes that fall all around a couple who are kissing in the middle. It makes me think of our gondola ride, which was so perfect and special to me that I’ll never forget it. This snow globe would be a great way to remember.
He looks at it and his eyes soften. Then he nods his head in agreement and pays for the gift. I gave up trying to get him to let me pay. He has already yelled at me several times a day when I try to pay for things.
We leave the store with a small bag that Jaxon is holding. We eat lunch at a cute little restaurant by the water. When we’re both full of pasta, pizza, and seafood, Jaxon grabs my hand and walks me to another store.
He walks with purpose, which tells me that he has also planned this part of the trip. I smile as he takes me to a store. When he opens the door for me, I know we’re in a jewelry store. And one that costs a lot.
As I look around the store, my smile fades. There are necklaces, rings, and bracelets made of diamonds, pearls, rubies, and Venetian glass. Everything is so pretty and shiny.
And costly.
“Jaxon…” I stop talking because I don’t know what to say. Why did he bring me here?
“I told you I wanted to buy you expensive girly stuff. Well, here we are.” He throws his hands up and points to the store around us.
“Go ahead and pick out what you want,” he says with a smile.
I’m stuck in one spot, only moving my eyes around the store. There are a lot of pretty things, but the prices are crazy! Every piece of jewelry costs at least 3000€.
I feel lost in this store and don’t know what to do. I know this is a really nice thing for Jaxon to do, and he loves spending money on people he cares about. But this is way too much money for me to spend. What if I choose something that costs too much and he doesn’t want to say no? I would feel so bad.
“Baby?” he says, putting his hands on my head. “Talk to me.”
“I just—it’s a lot of money and—”
“I can afford it. Trust me, I wouldn’t take you here if I didn’t have the money to spend. I’ve been saving up for my friend for a while so I could spoil you rotten once I found you,” he says, and then he kisses me on the lips. “Now that I have, I want to give you the world. Let’s go get you a diamond necklace or something, because I guess it’s too soon to put a diamond on your finger.”
I can’t believe how honest he is. He has thought about asking me to marry him?
Thinking about being Mrs. Rowan makes me smile. Rowan Calla. There is something neat about it. I know that the most important thing to me is this wonderful, handsome, kind, generous, loving man standing in front of me like I’m his whole world, even though I’m surrounded by all of these expensive jewels.
We’ve been through a lot, from me slowly getting used to his werewolf side to all the dangers that the coven put us through.
I’ve lost someone close to me, and I’ve found a new side of myself that only Jaxon could show me.
I wouldn’t be happy right now if it weren’t for Jaxon. I know that when we get back to our normal lives in Redwood, Ohio, there will be life, school, Luna duties, and family drama. With Jaxon by my side, I’ll be able to handle it all.
He’ll always be there for me, loving me, spoiling me, and supporting me.
For all time.
Elise’s point of view
Even after another night of sweaty bodies and loud music, my thoughts are still loud. Even after another night of tequila and random men and women trying to get my attention, I still can’t stop thinking about the things I’ve done wrong in the past.
Self-hatred still burns through me, like a fire that leaves behind only ash and misery, destroying every happy memory it touches.
That’s what happens when you help kill your brother.
I can’t even say his name. No matter how many times I try to convince myself that I didn’t know what would happen, I can’t face what I’ve done. I had no idea what my mother was up to. I didn’t know she was going to…
So, I drink. I do the dance. I have s*x. Anything to keep me from going crazy and giving in to the hell that lives in my head and pays rent.
I thought Maryland City, where the liberals, shady businesspeople, and partygoers live, would be the best place to drink myself to death.
There are other supernatural beings living here. A lot, in fact. It’s very easy for me to hide my power and act like a weak person now that I have so much raw power. No one even asks what kind of animal I am.
When I lean back to take a shot, the stool I’m sitting on creaks. 8? 9? I can’t even think of it. The familiar warmth spreads through my veins, and I feel beautiful nothingness. This is the best part of my nights, the sweet spot. When my mind slows down and all I can think about is the warm body of the stranger I choose to share my bed with.
In a way, it’s not my bed. I took the keys to the apartment from a man named Kevin Finn and told him that he lived in a great cardboard box across the street. He looks very happy with the new plan. I always find it funny when people fall for magic.
Kevin has been lucky in a lot of other parts of his life, so don’t feel bad for him. Even though five victims came forward, he was able to get away with s****l assault and s****l harassment.
So I took the sleazy guy’s apartment.