Epilogue Part 3
It took Landers ten excruciatingly long minutes to pull himself together, and make anything resembling a coherent sentence. All I wanted to do was leave, go and lose myself in Charlie’s scent, the softness of her skin, the heat of her. Instead, I was stuck watching a very personal and intimate moment between another man, and his wife, the only thing I could think in the moment was thank Goddess they are not having this reunion in person, there is no telling what I would’ve seen. I couldn’t blame him, I know I would be the same, or worse in his position, but that didn’t mean I wanted to witness it. As if on cue, I heard Kasa’s voice in my head.
“I don’t know how much more of this I can take before I spontaneously combust from sheer mortification.” He muttered, feeling equally uncomfortable. I noticed the guards were acting extremely interested in the perimeter, and the witches were huddled in a corner whispering to each other.
“It’s not just us.” I replied, pointedly looking around, Kasa followed my eyes and struggled to repress a chuckle, as he caught sight of everyone’s discomfort.
“Mia, baby. I have the man responsible.” I heard Landers hiccup and mumble. There was a tense couple of seconds where we all waited for her reply.
“Is he dead?” Her voice was suddenly ice cold and deadly.
“No, you should be the one to decide his fate.” Landers smiled, still cradling the phone like it was precious.
“Make it slow, and painful, but I want him dead before sunrise.” Mia’s steady voice ordered, and I felt Landers relief and satisfaction, as he audibly exhaled.
“Anything for you, my love.” He smiled, eyeing up Eric.
“Come home to me as soon as it’s done? Your son needs you.” Mia asked, but it reminded me of Charlie, the way she talks when she wants to light a fire under me, drive me crazy. Kasa and I inadvertently caught each other’s eye, and based on our matching looks I was pretty sure he was thinking about his mate too.
“Hyacinth? I assume Eric and Landers will be safe here, with the guards?” I asked her pointedly.
“Of course, what do you-” She began asking but I interrupted.
“So, Kasa, yourself and I, don’t need to be here, unless we wish to witness the slow, painful death I’m sure Landers will perform?” I asked, taking a step towards the door.
“No, anyone who wishes to leave may do so, -” Again I interrupted, by pecking her on the cheek.
“Thank you, I will be in my hotel room, I will see you tomorrow before we fly home. Oh.” I faked a yawn and stretched as I made my way to the door. “So tired, need to get some sleep.” I added before I slipped out of the door, Hyacinth’s chuckle followed me as I started running down the street towards Siobhan and Dermot’s house.
I reached the door in half the time it had taken us to walk to the barn, I forced myself to stop and take a breath before I entered. All I needed was to touch and smell Charlie, the intense throbbing from my rock-hard cock against my pants, could give her the wrong idea, she might still need rest. I told myself as I gulped down lungful’s of fresh air, before her scent could wrap itself around me and make me forget everything, including spending the evening resting. I pushed open the door, announcing myself as I did.
“Dermot? Siobhan?” I called.
“Hey stranger!” A warm voice called to me like a siren as I closed the door and entered the living room. “How was it?” She asked softly.
“Humph!” I grumbled as I lowered my head, letting my nose run down her neck as I took in her scent, sighing in appreciation, and making her skin goosebump deliciously. Lost in the fantasy of licking her every inch of her body, following the goosebumps, my lips brushed against my mark on her neck, her whole body tensed as the pleasure shot through her, and I smelled her arousal. I leaned in closer, bracing myself of the back of her chair and the armrest as she gasped, my hot breath so close to her skin, blowing on her mark, was torture for her. I ran my nose up her neck to behind her ear, earning a squeak of a whine from her, before I planted a soft kiss on the sensitive skin.
“I missed you kitten.” I practically purred in her ear. Another wave of her arousal hit me, as she ran her nose along my jaw, making my wolf pant.
“I missed you too.” She pouted as she caught my lips with her own. I groaned in frustration as she let her hands roam over my chest, and down my stomach.
“We will never make it back to our hotel and room service if you keep doing that!” I warned, enjoying the mischievous glint in her eye freezing. Before her faced morphed into a sarcastic picture of frustration.
“Fine, but can we get coffee on the way?” She pleaded, I spotted the barely touched cup of tea besides her and couldn’t contain a chuckle.
“Whatever my Queen wants, she gets.” I teased, kissing the tip of her nose.
“Oh, how SWEET!” Siobhan swooned from the doorway behind me, making us both flush a little as we broke apart, but Charlie immediately hid in my chest. Pulling my shirt closer to cover her red cheeks and giggles. I shamelessly straightened up, only to realise she wasn’t alone.
“I remember when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.” Dermot added with a chuckle. “In fact, my hands would be all over you a lot more if you didn’t get so shy.” He teased her, and I heard her whip him with something. I looked down to see Charlie’s giggles had stopped and she was staring wide eyed and open mouthed and the very pronounced bulge trying to break through my pants. Her look of shock turning excited as she slowly looked up at me through her lashes, and biting her lip, a rush of desire so intense it made me knees weak washed over me.
“We should go to our hotel room and rest before our flight tomorrow.” I tried to sound casual, my eyes riveted to her face, but my wolf’s gravelly tone came out, loud and hungry. I could hear their giggles as they recognised the effect my mate was having on me.
“Not a problem. Your car is on its way, you just need to get the rest of Charlie’s things packed.” Dermot managed to convey between guffaws. As if under a spell by my mate's mouth watering scent, I captured her lips aggressively, my tongue fighting hers for dominance the moment her lips parted. My hand gripped her hair, drawing her closer and then using it to channel my frustration, it felt like silk as it wrapped around my fist. Our kiss left her breathing deeply, her eyes almost glowing as we parted, the desire in them mirroring my own.
“Stay here.” I ordered, enjoying watching her brat starting to shuffle, just to tease me a little. I let off a little warning growl, enjoying watching the way it effected her. I raced up the stairs and threw the little of her belongings still out of the overnight bag, stuffing them in as I grabbed her toiletries bag and shoved that on top. Zipping up the bag, I was back downstairs in less than three minutes. My mate had scooted to the edge of her seat, but hadn’t left it, as if there was no one else in the world, I dropped her bag beside her chair and swept her up in my arms. I turned, taking her seat, and placed her in my lap, burying my nose in her neck, circling her mark with the tip. Before letting out a content and relaxed sigh, a slight smile tugging at my lips at my mates ragged breathing.
“Are you alright Daniel?” Dermot asked suddenly. I pulled away from the curtain Charlie's hair provided, extracting myself from her skin, I looked up and realised she was beet red, and somewhere between trying not to giggle and extremely turned on. It was a unique smile that made me crazy. Dermot and Siobhan were wearing matching sheepish looks at my open displays of affection.
“What?” I asked a little indignantly, my fingers tracing patterns on my mate’s back.
“Nothing, just never seen you so touchy feely before.” Dermot said in a mixture of surprise and apprehension.
“Not that there’s anything wrong with that!” Siobhan quickly added, hitting her husband.
“Ouch!” He shot back accusatorily.
“Wolves are very public with their affections.” Siobhan replied to her husband, knowingly.
“And I’m fine with that, I would just ask that bodily fluids don’t get spilled on the furniture!” Dermot shot back, sending me a wink as he chased his wife who was already storming away from him in a huff. Chuckling, he pinched her bottom when he caught up to her, she span around, giggling, but in a ‘you’ve started something now’ kind of way, before they disappeared into the kitchen. I resumed my position, my nose moving over her skin as I inhaled her, her fingers gripped the hem of my shirt, as mine ran up her thigh.
“Is that all it was? Your wolf showing me affection?” She whispered; her breath still uneven.
“Does it matter?” I teased, my hand working its way up her back to her hair.
“Well, if you’re going to be doing it often, I had better find a way not to turn crimson every time.” She laughed, covering her eyes with her hands in disbelief, shaking her head and laughing at herself.
“I love watching you blush.” I admitted. “You blush when you orgasm.” I stage whispered, knowing no one could hear me. Dermot and Siobhan were making out in the pantry if her giggles and whispers to be quiet were anything to go by. No one else was in the house at the moment, unaware of this she began shushing me and trying to cover my mouth, while looking around frantically. “No one can hear us kitten.” I lowered my voice, making it gruff, the way I know it turns her on. “You were a good girl staying where you were told to.” I huskily breathed onto the skin behind her ear making her whimper. “You will be rewarded accordingly.” My final words made her come undone, a frustrated moan of need escaped her lips. She was squeezing her thighs together, anything to stop the desperately empty feeling in her core, her eyes half closed as she clung to me. “But for teasing me, you will have to wait.” I chuckled darkly, enjoying watching her as her arousal filled the room.
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