This Love
Jayce
Islide her zip that starts at her waist down slowly, my fingers brushing against her warm skin as the dress loosens beneath my hands.
The second it falls away, I simply take a moment to admire her, letting myself finally take her in properly.
The dim light falls on her skin, her hair spreads across the pillows, her cheeks flush softly beneath my gaze.
Mine.
Leaning down, I slide her panties off, swelling at the sight of her perfect pussy.
Emotion surges through my chest, and I force myself back and strip the rest of my clothes off before caging her beneath me. I cup her face gently, my thumb brushing over her cheek before I kiss her deeply.
She melts against me instantly. Her arms slide around my neck, pulling me closer. My hand glides slowly down her waist, feeling every soft curve beneath my fingertips, whilst I kiss her like I’m trying to pour every feeling I’ve buried inside myself into her mouth.
She kisses me back with just as much emotion, soft breaths escaping her every time my lips move against hers, and it fucking wrecks me.
My cock brushes against her stomach as I move lower. I hover over her, and I force myself to slow down despite every instinct screaming at me to lose control. Instead, I kiss down her shoulder, over her collarbone, lingering there as I position myself at her entrance.
Her breathing turns shaky.
I lift my head slightly, and our eyes meet.
The emotion in hers almost destroys me completely.
There’s so much trust there.
So much love.
Her hands slide down my back before she grips my ass gently, tugging me closer with a soft, needy sound that sends heat straight through me.
“Jayce…” she whispers.
Fuck.
I slowly slide into her, and the sensation drags a groan from my chest. She wraps around me so perfectly it borders on painful; warmth and pleasure surging through every inch of my body as I bury myself inside her inch by inch.
Her lips part on a shaky breath.
I rest my forehead against hers as I try to steady myself.
No matter how many times I have her, it’s still as fucking precious as the first time.
Nothing compares to this, not when I love her this much.
I begin moving slowly and steadily, my hand slipping beneath her thigh to hold her closer as I set a deep, steady rhythm. Every roll of my hips draws another soft moan from her lips, and hearing those sounds from her completely unravels me.
The bond sizzles between us, amplifying everything until it feels like I’m drowning in her emotions as much as my own.
And I let my walls down, allowing her to feel everything, just as I can feel hers.
How much I love her.
How badly I need her.
How fucking gone I am for her.
I kiss her again desperately, swallowing her moans as my control starts slipping more and more with every thrust. Her nails drag down my back, her body arching beneath mine when I hit deeper, and the broken sound she makes nearly sends me over the edge.
“Sienna…” I breathe against her lips, my voice rough and wrecked.
She whimpers softly at the sound of her name on my tongue, and Goddess, I swear that sound alone could ruin me.
I keep switching the pace, wanting to draw this out for as long as possible.
Pleasure builds hotter and hotter between us as I bury my face into her neck, kissing her skin feverishly whilst trying desperately to hold myself together long enough for her to fall apart first. My breathing grows heavier, every movement becoming harder to control as she tightens around me.
She rakes her fingers through my hair as she gasps, her entire body tensing. I bite down gently over her mark, making her gasp my name in a beautiful moan as she comes undone.
I soothe the sting with my tongue as I reach my own release, pumping my seed into her. We both lay there, breathless, covered in a layer of sweat, our hearts pounding.
“I fucking love you, Darling,” I murmur into her neck.
Her arms tighten around me. “And I love you,” she whispers.
We lay there, both of us breathing hard, and I pull out as I shift off her and lay beside her. “We’re going to work through our problems together going forward. I’m not going to let anything come between us – not again.”
“Deal,” she says, wrapping her arms around my waist. “I’m sorry for leaving you the last time…”
“Don’t apologise,” I murmur, slipping my arm under her head and moving her even closer to me.
“Here, in your arms, life feels so complete,” she murmurs sleepily.
I smile softly, kissing the top of her head. “Yeah, it does.”
And I don’t want anything to change this.
“Seems like you haven’t been sleeping well.”
“I couldn’t, not with you avoiding me,” she admits.
“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep well either… I guess tonight we’re both sleeping well.”
I’m not sure I will be able to, though, when she’s pressed against me like this.
“You’re lying, Alpha.” She giggles, sliding one hand down my waist.
“Sleep. Trust me, when sleep comes, it’ll be peaceful. Now get some rest, Darling.”
“Mmm.” She nods, falling silent, a small smile on her lips. “We’re going to be parents,” she whispers as she drifts off to sleep.
Yeah, we are, and no matter what the future holds, we’ll face it together.
And I will protect her and our pup.
I wake suddenly, every instinct inside me instantly on alert.
The room is still dark, moonlight spilling faintly through the curtains, but my wolf is already restless within my mind. For a second, I remain still, listening carefully as I search for the source of what woke me.
Then I realise it’s Sienna.
She’s tossing beside me, sweat dampening her skin, her brow furrowed in distress whilst her aura shimmers around her. Unease instantly claws through my chest.
“Sienna,” I murmur, reaching for her immediately. “Darling.”
She doesn’t respond properly, only murmuring something incoherent beneath her breath.
My heart tightens.
“Sienna,” I repeat more firmly, shaking her gently.
Her eyes finally flutter open.
For a moment, she looks confused, blinking slowly as she looks around the room before her gaze settles on me. I cup her face instantly, brushing damp strands of hair away from her forehead as I search her eyes carefully.
“Are you ok?” I ask quietly.
She exhales shakily before nodding faintly, though I can still feel the tension pouring through the bond.
Her eyes drift shut briefly as she rests her head against my chest, exhausted.
“We need to go to Russia,” she whispers.
I wrap my arms around her immediately, rubbing my hand slowly up and down her back as she curls against me. “Ok,” I murmur without hesitation. “Then we’ll go.”
She sighs softly when I kiss her shoulder.
“I need…” she pauses, swallowing slightly before tilting her head back to look at me, desire flickering in her eyes, “I need a distraction.”
The look she gives me after those words makes my cock harden, and she smirks victoriously at that, leaning up and kissing me passionately.
I kiss her back instantly, deeper this time, pouring reassurance and love into the kiss as I pull her fully on top of me. Her body settles against mine perfectly, warm and soft beneath my hands, and despite the lingering tension in her aura, I feel her slowly begin to relax against me.
Whatever she saw in that dream terrified her.
But I know her.
She’ll tell me when she’s ready.
My hands glide over her body comfortingly, holding her close whilst her kisses grow hungrier. Heat coils low in my stomach as she shifts against me and I groan quietly into her mouth.
“Sienna…” I murmur against her lips.
She kisses me harder in response, her fingers tangling in my hair before trailing lower, making my breath catch slightly as she guides me closer.
“And after Russia,” she whispers breathlessly against my mouth, “I want to join the Blood Moon Pack.”
I stare up at her for a second, my chest tightening with emotion at the determination in her voice even now.
“As you wish, Darling,” I murmur softly, my grip tightening on her hips as she wraps her hand around my dick and slides me into her. I suck in a breath as she moans, and then she begins riding me.
Goddess.
She’s fucking breathtaking like this.
Her hair falls around her in a messy cascade, cheeks flushed, lips swollen from kissing me whilst her eyes remain half-lidded with desire and lingering emotion.
There’s something intoxicating about the way she looks at me now, vulnerable yet powerful all at once, like she trusts me enough to fall apart in my arms completely.
And when her gaze locks onto mine again, dark with hunger and need despite everything haunting her mind, I realise there’s no chance either of us is sleeping tonight.
Morning sunlight spills through the curtains when I wake again, casting a warm glow across the room. For a moment, I just lay there looking at Sienna curled against my chest, her hair a complete mess across the pillow, her hand resting over my stomach like even in sleep she needs to touch me.
The sun had begun to rise when we had finally showered and headed to bed. She had pulled on her panties before she had snuggled against me, falling asleep instantly.
A strange calm settles over me as I look at her.
She’s mine.
The thought still doesn’t feel fully real, but fuck does it do something to me every single time it crosses my mind.
My hand slides down her back slowly before resting lightly over her stomach beneath the sheets.
She stirs softly when I carefully move out from beneath her, her brows knitting together faintly before she buries her face deeper into the pillow. I smirk slightly at how adorable she looks half asleep with only a pair of panties on. Then again, I’m only wearing a pair of boxers.
I should go start on breakfast – make it lunch; it’s past eleven.
I leave the room quietly and head downstairs. Sunlight stretches across the kitchen as I open the fridge, trying to figure out what the fuck pregnant women actually eat.
Fruit? Toast? Something healthy?
My eyes narrow at the fridge. I have no fucking clue.
I end up grabbing a bit of everything, deciding she can choose what she wants to eat herself. I may not be as much of a pro as she is, but I can cook some basic stuff.
I’m halfway through making pancakes when I feel arms wrap around my waist from behind.
Warm lips brush lazily against my back, sending a current of pleasure through me.
“You disappeared,” Sienna murmurs. “Although watching you cook naked is so hot.”
I smirk, placing my hand over hers for a moment. “I hope you’re hungry.”
“Oh, I am,” she answers.
I turn slightly in her arms until she’s standing in front of me properly and…
Fuck.
My shirt hangs off one of her shoulders, barely covering her thighs; her hair is unruly and looks fucking sexy, and her lips are swollen pink from kissing.
My cock instantly hardens.
Her sleepy eyes flick up to mine, and a tiny smirk tugs at her mouth like she knows exactly what I’m thinking.
“Good morning,” she whispers innocently.
I grip her waist and pull her flush against me. “You look like that and then act innocent?”
She smiles softly, sliding her hands up my chest. “You’re the one making me breakfast in only a pair of boxers. That’s suspiciously attractive behaviour.”
I chuckle before I lean down, kissing her slowly.
“How are you feeling?” I ask quietly when I step back.
Some of the teasing leaves her expression.
“Tired,” she admits softly. “But better. Just thinking about the dome.”
I brush my thumb beneath her eye gently before nodding once. “We’ll go to Russia.”
Her eyes search mine.
“We’ll figure everything out together.”
Emotion flickers across her face before she presses another soft kiss to my lips.
Then, suddenly, her stomach growls loudly between us.
I smirk. “Looks like the future Blood Moon heir is clearly demanding pancakes,” she giggles.
“Then I’d better get working. You need to take it easy, especially after last night,” I say as I lift her onto the counter.
“But I can help,” she protests.
“Not today.”