I tried to maintain my composure, even as tears streamed down my face. “You think you can just waltz back into my life after three years and expect me to say yes to a proposal?” I challenged,”You think a pretty ring and some beautiful words are enough?”
His face fell slightly, but before he could speak, I continued, “Because they absolutely are.”
My stern expression melted into a smile. “Yes, Draven Thorne. Yes, I will marry you.”
Relief and joy washed over his face as he slipped the ring onto my finger. It fit perfectly. He rose to his feet and pulled me into his arms, kissing me deeply.
“I know this proposal is nowhere near what you deserve,” he murmured against my lips. “I had plans for something much more elaborate, but after you ran off without a word-“
“I didn’t run off, I went on vacation,” I corrected him.
“Same thing,” he growled. “You showed me just how determined and independent you could be, walking away from me like that. I needed to get this ring on your finger as soon as possible before you decide to disappear again.”
His arms tightened around me possessively. “If I wasn’t worried about you rejecting me, I would have marked you immediately,” he confessed, his lips brushing against the sensitive spot on my neck where a mating mark would go.
“Well, you’ve convinced me, but my parents might be a harder sell.”
“Don’t worry, love,” he assured me. “I’ll visit your parents properly and set a wedding date that meets with their approval. Your Beta father will have the traditional mating ceremony he expects for his daughter.”
“And after that?” I asked, feeling breathless as his hands began to wander.
His eyes darkened with desire.”Then we discuss the matter of marking,” he murmured, pressing a hot kiss to my neck.
“But perhaps we should begin those discussions now…”
Draven’s POV
I growled low in my throat and stood, lifting Caroline effortlessly in my arms. As I carried her to the bedroom, Alaric howled triumphantly inside me. Tonight, we would make her completely ours.
I laid Caroline gently on the bed and closed the door, making sure we wouldn’t disturb Liam. When I turned back to her, my breath caught in my throat. She was beautiful, her golden hair splayed across the pillow, her green eyes dark with desire. I positioned myself over her, capturing her lips in a deep kiss while my hands explored her body.
Slowly, I lifted the loose sundress she was wearing, pulling it over her head. I knelt on the bed to look at her properly, my eyes drinking in every curve. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and the only thing covering her was a delicate lace thong I’d bought her weeks ago. When I recognized it, I couldn’t help but smile broadly.
“Oh, my love, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to tear those panties off you.”
I pulled off my shirt and leaned over her again, kissing her neck before taking one perfect breast in my mouth. I could smell her arousal intensifying, feel her body responding to my touch. I alternated between soft kisses, gentle bites, and languid licks across her breasts, drawing moans from her lips.
“Shh,” I whispered. “Stay quiet, our boy is sleeping in the next room.”
My hand, which had been resting on her waist, slowly trailed down her stomach until I reached her center.Even through the thin fabric of her underwear, I could feel her wetness.I teased her, running my fingers up and down in deliberate strokes, occasionally making slow circles that had her arching against my hand.
I turned her over, positioning her on her knees with her perfect ass in the air. I traced a finger over the rhinestone-studded word “sexy” on the back of her thong, then leaned forward to kiss behind her ear, down her neck, and along the elegant curve of her back. I massaged her ass with both hands, then with one swift tug, ripped the thin fabric of her underwear. I held the torn scrap up like a trophy before tossing it onto the pillow beside her.
“I loved those panties,” she whimpered.
I gave her a smile and continued my trail of kisses down her back, over the curve of her ass. I spread her legs wider, then buried my face between her thighs, licking and sucking at her pussy while sliding two fingers inside her. She was deliciously wet.
I continued stroking her with my fingers while my tongue explored higher, circling her tight hole, making her squirm and gasp. My other hand moved to pinch and roll her nipple, pushing her closer to the edge. She buried her face in the pillow to muffle her cries as she came against my mouth, her sweet release flowing over my tongue.
I barely gave her time to recover before positioning myself behind her. I hadn’t even realized when I’d kicked off my pants and boxers, but my cock was rock hard and aching for her. I pushed slowly into her welcoming heat, groaning at the tight, slick feel of her around me. When I was fully seated inside her, I gripped her hips firmly and began thrusting hard, making her gasp with each stroke.
She was so wet I could feel it running down her thighs. I gathered some of her arousal on my finger and circled her tight back entrance, slowly pressing inward. I felt her stiffen slightly.
“Trust me, love,” I whispered, continuing to stroke in and out of her pussy while gently working my finger into her ass. “I’ll make you feel so good.”
The initial resistance gave way to pleasure as I found a rhythm, thrusting my cock into her pussy while my finger explored her other hole. Soon she was pushing back against me, taking both my cock and my finger deeper. Her walls clamped down around me as another orgasm hit her, and she muffled her screams in the pillow.
“Goddess, Caroline, the way your tight little pussy grips my cock drives me insane,” I growled, feeling my own release approaching.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a final powerful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, my cock pulsing as I emptied myself into her. As I came, I leaned down and sank my teeth into the junction of her neck and shoulder, marking her as mine forever. The bond between us flared to life, our wolves howling in triumph as the mating bond cemented.
“Mine,” I growled against her skin. “Forever mine.”
“Yours,” she whispered back, her mind now linked to mine through our bond. “And you are mine.”
Afterward, I pulled her to lie on our sides, staying inside her as our breathing slowed. Eventually, I reluctantly withdrew from her warmth, grabbed wet wipes from the nightstand to clean us both, then gathered her in my arms. As she drifted to sleep against my chest, I placed my hand protectively over her stomach.
“I love you Carrie,” I whispered, feeling complete at last.
Caroline’s POV
I woke up alone and heard noise coming from the kitchen. Following the sounds of cheerful chatter, I found my two men having an animated conversation about the “new house.”
Draven and Liam were sitting having breakfast. Draven had prepared hot chocolate and a grilled cheese sandwich for Liam, who was smiling and chewing while listening to his dad talk. The table was beautifully set with fruits, juice, yogurt, bread, cold cuts, eggs, and cookies. I leaned against the doorframe and watched them – they were already dressed and showered. Had I slept that long? I didn’t even know what time it was.
“Mommy!” Liam was the first to spot me and sound the alarm.
“Good morning, sweetie!” I walked towards my little boy and gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Good morning to you too.” I turned and gave Draven a quick kiss.
“Good morning, love! Come, we made breakfast, right Liam?” Draven’s violet eyes sparkled with happiness.
“Yes, daddy!” Liam was in his morning happiness mode that I never understood where it came from.
“I didn’t want to wake you, you were tired.” I sat down and Draven poured me some coffee.
“Thank you!” I said.
He smiled at me.
“So, what were you guys talking about?”I asked Liam.
“About the new house,” Draven said. “Have your coffee and get ready. I’ve already mind-linked the pack,Ryan and the others will be here soon to help us with the move.”
“And you already talked to Liam about this?” I asked, not believing his enthusiasm.
“Sorry, I couldn’t wait. You said you would.” Draven looked like a boy who had been caught doing something naughty. I smiled at his expression.
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