Chapter 36
36
JOHNNY
When a shifter died in wolf form, he didn’t shift back to human. That made proving Chapman’s death to the human world a real issue, but that wasn’t our problem. The Shifter Council would deal with the fall-out of the failed capture. He tried to kill a human, and more importantly to the Council’s perspective, my marked mate’s sister. That alone warranted a death sentence.
Knox, Travis, and I carried Chapman’s wolf body out to a far field to let the buzzards take care of it. The Council dispatched someone to repair the broken glass at the property straight away. As soon as Lyssa and Emma packed, plus the place buttoned up, we left for Wolf Ranch. All five of us .
Emma and Lyssa weren’t ready to be parted, and there was no way Knox and Travis were going to let their mate out of their sight, so I invited them to the ranch. Once we arrived at the bunkhouse–where the trio would stay during their visit–we had some beers and ate take-out BBQ we’d picked up on the way home.
I sat back and learned about my mate and her sister as Knox and Travis grilled them over dinner, hungry for every last detail. Lyssa apparently already knew about us being wolves–Emma had told her right before we arrived–and she seemed open to the idea of belonging to two men. I wasn’t sure if it was because she was into doing wild and impulsive things, like being with two guys at once, and wasn’t sure if she fully understood it all yet. Her mates would be there for her as she figured it out. And settled in. There would be no more roaming for her.
I hoped she liked winters in Wyoming.
They shared about their childhood in Pittsburgh, their parents, who still lived there, and the antics they used to play trading places in school growing up.
“Lyssa is the extra one, so it makes sense that she’d get two mates,” Emma laughed.
“Are you extra, babygirl?” Knox had Lyssa on his lap. Her legs extended onto Travis’ lap, so she was touching both .
Lyssa nodded then grinned, not ashamed to admit, “I’m a lot to handle.”
“Oh, we’ll handle you, angel,” Travis promised, toying with one of her long locks of black hair. “You’ll never be too much for us.”
I caught Emma’s eye. “And you’ll always be enough for me,” I told her and watched a lovely flush fill her cheeks.
“To the most beautiful and intelligent twins who ever walked this earth.” Knox raised his beer bottle.
“Here, here.” I lifted mine, and we all clinked bottles and drank. “And now I’m desperate for some alone time with my mate, and I’m sure you guys are, too.” I stood and picked Emma off the couch, swinging her up into my arms.
She gasped then laughed.
“Last one to make their mate come is a rotten egg.” I dashed off to the bedroom as the main room exploded with laughter.
“Challenge accepted!” Travis shouted after us.
I carried Emma into our bedroom and kicked the door closed. I eased her down to her feet, keeping our bodies connected the entire time. I heard Knox’s and Travis’s voices then Lyssa giggle. Then a door slam shut.
“Finally, I get you alone,” I murmured.
She looked up at me, her brown eyes warm, her full lips parted. I scented her arousal already .
“It feels like an eternity since you left this bed.” The pain of her walking out this morning returned but with a duller ache. So much had happened since then. I wanted to wash it all away, to return it to just me and Emma. Us. Together.
No surprise twin sister.
No rogue shifter.
No secrets.
“To me, too,” she whispered.
I cupped her face. “Don’t leave me again,” I begged, my thumbs stroking over her soft skin. “Stay and communicate. We can always work things out.”
She nodded, unsnapping my shirt. She was just as eager for us to be bare as I was. “I got scared. I understand now. I’m sure of you.”
I stroked my hand down her back and squeezed her ass. “I’m sure of you, too.”
She laughed. “It kind of seems like you don’t have a choice. You did bite me after all.”
I grinned. “Well, that’s true, but there’s so much to it. There’s my biology–my wolf side that drives me to keep you close, protected, provided for.” I flicked my brows and put a little growl into my voice. “ Pleasured .”
She rubbed her body over mine and smiled. “Mmm. I like the sound of that.”
“But there’s also the human side. That part of me falls more and more in love with you every minute. I didn’t say it before, baby. I love you. I do. Yes, you’re my mate, but my heart is yours.”
Her eyes grew bright with tears. “I love you, too,” she whispered. She’d opened my shirt, and she’d slid her hands up my bare chest.
My cock, already semi-hard, thickened painfully against my zipper.
I wanted to go slow with her this time. I didn’t have the full moon and the need to mark her driving me mad anymore. It seemed that one little nick of my tooth had been enough to embed my scent in her skin and satisfy my need, which frankly was a relief. Marking a human could be dangerous and was obviously painful for them, since they didn’t heal instantly like we did.
This time, I could savor touching Emma, learning every inch of her body. Every moan. Whimper. Gasp. I slipped her t-shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor.
She worked on unbuttoning my jeans.
I unsnapped her bra, groaning when her large breasts sprang free. Before I could lower my head to worship them, Emma sank to her knees, dragging my jeans and boxer briefs down as she went.
The sight of her before me, glancing up at me through her fringe of lashes was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“Oh, shit. ”
She smiled up at me as she gripped my erection.
I kicked my jeans and boxer briefs off my ankles to get them out of her way, and she extended her tongue and brought the head of my cock to it.
One touch of her wetness, and my balls drew up tight. I groaned, stroked my fingers over her silky hair.
She held her tongue still and rubbed the head of my cock over it. The alternating sensation of hot tongue and cooling air drove me wild. Especially when she followed all that teasing by engulfing my entire cock in her mouth and letting it slide deep.
“Fuck,” I breathed.
I was dying.
It was so good.
I fisted my hand in her hair and used it to guide her forward and back, slow and deep. She massaged my balls, then popped off and sucked them, which nearly shot me through the roof with pleasure.
“Fuck, baby. That’s so good. You’re killing me, Emma.”
Oh, to say her real name was the sweetest sound.
She smiled up at me. “That’s the intention.” She continued her delicious torture until I was close to coming down her throat, and then I stopped it.
“My turn, baby.” I pulled her up, lifted her by the waist, and tossed her in the center of the bed.
“Show off,” she laughed. “Now I know how you’re so strong. It wasn’t just from tossing bales of hay around on a ranch.”
“Do you like it?” I pounced on her, tugging her yoga pants and panties off.
“I freaking love it.”
I crouched over her, taking a moment to look my fill of my naked mate. She was exquisite. Soft and curvy. Beautifully opened to me.
She held my gaze as her fingertip slid down between her legs.
“Is that where you want me, baby?”
She nodded.
I pushed her knees all the way up to her shoulders, spreading her cunt for my mouth. Then I caught her wrists and moved her hands up to her breasts. “Play with your nipples while I lick your pretty pussy.”
“Yes, sir,” she said softly, then I got to work.