CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

DEVIN

Since Ember started on our home, it’s been a whirlwind of stuff happening with setting up the Sawmill, getting stuff cleared and picking décor, even though the latter we left for Miles, just giving him ‘hell no’ occasionally.

Mika gets back from his deployment tonight, his and Lily’s mating ceremony is tomorrow, Ember and Amelia have spent so much time trying to keep Lily calm, then Elder Victoria turned up, and they all got drunk and watched sappy movies and things seemed to even out again the next day they spent going over details of the ceremony which also distracted Miles for a bit as he was getting stressed about things not turning up and delays.

I’ve had Ember in my bed the last few nights, but tonight is the first time we’ve been alone, normally Darby or one of the guys dips in, I feel ridiculous how possessive I am over her blood, today I ended up having an odd conversation with Victoria about it, she wanted to know what to expect from Declan, she differs from humans as she has only one, two week period a year, it’s also the only time she can get pregnant.

The thought of my delicious mate pregnant has me hard in seconds.

We’re seventeen, so I shouldn’t be thinking that, and I don’t think I’m ready to be a dad yet.

Some packs are still run by the old ways.

At sixteen years old, you get your marks, find your mate and start a family, and a cabin on pack lands is allocated to you.

I will admit the number of packs run that way is small now due to humans frowning on teenage pregnancies, but Ember has finished school and college, her career is starting, and two of her mates are four years older than us; we have also not talked about how it will work.

Will we all be dads, or will the others be uncles?

Some of us are ready and happy for babies tomorrow *cough Ren, Saint cough*, and some are shit scared of the idea, still, we all have the injection Xander gives us to avoid accidents.

Ember’s scent hits my nose, and I move down, slipping my tongue between her folds, lapping at her syrupy goodness,

“Devin” she sleepy moans, knowing she’s now awake I sink my fangs in either side of her clit, arching her body off the bed as her orgasm hits, I use my vampire speed and I’m balls deep inside of her before the peek truly hits, I then make slow love to her, other than shared pants and moans there is no other noise in the room, I cup her ass and tilt her hips giving me a deeper angle making her gasp and her cunt clench around me, her hand finds my ass pulling me deeper and harder into her body, her hips rocking with mine, one hand moves to my hair fisting it and pulling my mouth to hers forcing me to swallow her cries of pleasure, her nails have broken the skin on my ass, and I can feel a trickle of blood, I bite her lip making her bleed in our mouths,

“Cum for me! Milk my cock!” the minx bites my lip, causing our blood to mix, and I lap at her mouth, the taste setting off a string of orgasms for both of us.

“I love you,” she whispers as we come back down,

“I don’t think love covers what I feel for you,” I reply, my cock still hard inside of her. I carry her to the shower and continue to show her how I feel.

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