Chapter 22 #2
Craig and Olivia sat in the den where he told her everything.
He explained how Buchard threatened both Daniel and him if they ever disclosed their true identity.
Tabitha wasn’t eavesdropping… Okay, she absolutely was, but she wanted to run interference on Daniel’s behalf if the woman was going to treat him poorly.
She shouldn’t have worried, though. Olivia Kilbrook was a lovely person.
When they joined the others, Daniel and Iggy stood, showing good manners.
After a few seconds, Major half rose from his chair, and Tabitha smothered a giggle.
Olivia crossed the room. “Daniel, it’s good to see you. And you must be Iggy.”
Iggy muttered, “Wow.” To Craig, he asked, “How did you snag someone so pretty?”
“Brat,” Craig responded with no heat.
Tabitha stood and walked to the cabinet, pulling down another cup. “Welcome, Olivia. Can I get you some coffee?”
“Yes, please. Cream, no sugar. Oh, my god. These biscuits look amazing. My grandmother was the only one in our family who could make them right.”
“Have a seat and help yourself. I can make fresh eggs if you’d like.”
“No need. I’m used to lukewarm food eaten in a hurry.”
Craig pulled out an empty chair for his wife, then sat next to her. Then he jumped up and retrieved his now cold coffee mug and stuck it in the microwave.
Iggy being Iggy asked, “Why do you have to eat in a hurry?”
“Oh, I’m a doctor. Some days go my way, and I can stick to the appointments I have scheduled. Then other days, I’ll be eating and get an emergency call and have to drop everything.”
Iggy had taken it in stride that Craig was a famous actor, but he seemed awestruck with Olivia. “I always wanted to be a nurse.”
“Not anymore?” she asked.
“Uh…” Iggy looked at Craig who nodded.
“I wasn’t allowed to study nursing. It was decided for me that I had to study history and business.”
“And now?” Daniel asked. “Now that you’re staying here, would you like to go to nursing school?”
“That would be amazing. Do you really think I could?”
Daniel smiled at his son. “I think you can do anything you want.”
The rest of breakfast was filled with Iggy grilling Olivia about the medical field, her answering each question with a smile, and Daniel watching on in awe.
Craig was attentive to his wife’s needs, so different from the man Tabitha was used to.
Without asking Craig’s permission or opinion, Olivia suggested that Iggy and Daniel move close to where she and Craig lived once they finished their traveling.
“Family is important, and with Craig off shooting movies, I get lonely. Craig and I never had children, but I would love to have you around, Iggy. Maybe you can call me Aunt Liv?” Major was the only one with dry eyes, but he may have sniffled once or twice.
Daniel didn’t agree right away. Not until Craig squeezed his brother’s shoulder and told him, “I think that’s a great idea.”
Major drove their guests to the airport on Tuesday afternoon.
The movie was back on. The studio had fired Craven and hired a new director.
Craig was headed back to Atlanta with the understanding he would have someone different from Steele Securities as his bodyguard.
Olivia was headed home to catch up with her patients, and Daniel and Iggy had decided to start their sightseeing in New York City.
Tabitha spoke to Mason, requesting two weeks off.
He regrettably had to decline because both offices were backed up with cases.
He did give them the rest of the week off, promising extra time as soon as he could arrange it.
Tabitha cleaned the safehouse, getting it ready for the next time it was needed.
It was bittersweet to leave the house she’d spent so much time in as a child, but now that Craig was no longer their client, it was time for her and Major to start their lives together.
She tossed both their dirty clothes in the washer and made a couple of calls, one of them being to Harlow and Carleigh, thanking them and Nikita for all their help but only after they swore they hadn’t watched Major and Zane strip on the patio.
She rang Cailín and chatted with her while changing all the sheets and tossing the dirty linens in the wash after swapping their clothes over to the dryer.
“When are you coming home? Or are you now that you’re all mated up?”
“Yes, I’m coming home, but I’m not sure when.
Mason has given us the rest of the week off, and since we’re close to Major’s family, we’ll probably stay here.
He and his siblings want to surprise their mom for her birthday, but I’m not sure when that’ll happen.
Major’s sisters are both bartenders at the same place, so getting time off together probably has to be scheduled well in advance.
If I had to guess, we’ll be in Atlanta next Monday. ”
“If I plan a party for next weekend, you’ll be here?”
“We should be unless Mason needs us on jobs elsewhere. Who’s the party for?”
“You and Major, silly. You missed out on the Grevolus-is-dead shindig, so we need to have another gathering.”
“I’d like that. Are you hosting?”
“Wellllll…”
Tabitha laughed. “My place it is.”
“Yes!” Cailín was more than likely fist-pumping and shaking her ass, looking like a doofus instead of the badass she was. “I’ll plan it for next Saturday so you and Major have the house to yourselves until then.”
They talked about the party, and Cailín promised to make the calls and get the food and drinks sorted.
They’d finished their chat minutes before Major returned.
Tabitha was folding sheets when he stalked his way to her in the laundry room.
Major took the sheet from her hand, tossed it to the side, and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry.
Tabitha laughed and smacked Major’s ass. “Feeling froggy, Mr. Lazlo?”
“I’m feeling something, Miss Stone.” He carried her to her bedroom where he tossed her onto the clean bedding.
“I just changed these sheets,” she chided, propping on her elbows.
“And I’ll change them again after.” Major toed off his boots, pushed his jeans and briefs down in one go, and his hard cock sprang forward. He reached behind his head to pull off his shirt but paused. “Why aren’t you getting nekkid?”
“Because I’m enjoying the show. You are one fine male, and I like admiring you.”
“You can admire me without your clothes on. Strip. Now.”
“Sir, yes, sir.” Tabitha had a feeling this would happen when he returned and they had the house to themselves, so she only wore jeans and one of his T-shirts.
She was bare by the time he stretched out over her.
Major didn’t bother with foreplay. He lifted her knee, rubbed the tip of his cock at her entrance, then slid home.
“Zeus, you feel good.” Major’s eyes flashed golden, and Tabitha grabbed a fistful of bedding in one hand and squeezed his thigh with the other. Her fangs dropped.
We’ve already claimed him.
Don’t care. Need to do it again.
Well, alrighty then. If her Goyle wanted to bite their mate, Tabitha was okay with that. “My Goyle is feeling feisty.”
“So’s my Gryphon. And this time we can be as loud as we want.”
Tabitha arched a brow. “Like you didn’t roar the house down last time?’
Major quickened his thrusts, each one harder than the last, just the way she liked it. “No. That was him being quiet.”
Tabitha huffed out a laugh, but it was soon replaced with a moan when Major hit the spot that felt amazing.
“Touch yourself. I want to watch you get off.”
Tabitha complied, releasing the sheet and sliding her hand between her legs.
She rubbed herself a few times, then split her fingers around his cock as he thrust in and out.
Major growled, and she returned to rubbing her clit.
Her tits jiggled with the rocking motion, and Major cupped one in his large hand, tweaking her nipple.
“Oh, shit.” Between him working her over with his erection, his hand on her breast, and her touching herself, she was ready to detonate.
“Major.” His name was a warning and a plea.
“I’ve got you.” Major lifted her other leg, moving both over his shoulders. Her ass was in the air as he pounded into her pussy. “Get it, Tabby. Get yourself there with me.”
“Oh, I’m there. I’m…” Tabitha’s insides ignited with her release, and Major spilled inside her.
This time, the roar from his Lion shook the windows.
He dropped her legs and descended on her neck with his fangs.
She returned the bite, and her body pulsed around him, squeezing tighter with each tremor.
They retracted their sharp teeth, and Major gave all his weight to her. Tabitha wrapped her arms and legs around him, pressing kisses to his hair since his face was still in her neck. As she waited for him to come back to her, she thanked the gods for the male in her arms.
His dick hadn’t gone down completely, and Major rocked back and forth, gently this time. He pushed up, holding himself aloft on his forearms, and pressed sweet kisses to her lips. “Remind me why we’re headed to my house and not fucking on every surface of this place?’
Tabitha ran a hand through Major’s hair. “There are too many surfaces and not enough time.”
“It’s a good thing you’re sexy,” he muttered as he pulled out. He leaned back on his knees, pointing at his dick. “He is not happy.”
Tabitha laughed, but instead of leaving him with a semi, she climbed to her knees and stroked his erection until he was fully hard again.
Then she pushed him to his back and straddled his hips, lowering herself down.
She rode him until he came again, and this time, he shouted with his human mouth. “Fuck, you’re good at that.”
She rubbed her hands over his cut abs and down his sexy vee, placing her hands on his thighs. “I’m glad you think so because I’m the only one doing that to you for the next few hundred years.”
“Hell yeah, you are.”