Adrienne waited for Wilder. It had been hours. What could they have to discuss that would take so long? And why would Wilder keep her waiting when he knows she asked him to come to her room? Her mind was full with worries and questions. Does he still love her and how does he feel now that she is carrying Lycell’s pups?
Just when she had decided to take a rest, Wilder knocked and then entered. She glanced up and saw the light in his big blue eyes. “You didn’t have to knock.”
“I thought that was what you wanted me to do. You females...I mean humans...” He saw Adrienne’s furrowed brow. “I’m sorry Adrienne. It’s from habit.” He walked to the edge of the bed and took her hand in his. He held her palms to his mouth and kissed them with tenderness and love. “Adrienne I love you, and I love you more because I know it’s a sacrifice for a young woman to be saddled with three men.”
It wasn’t as much a sacrifice as Wilder thought. She smiled, “I want to make the sacrifice for you because I love you so much.”
He gazed into her eyes. “Do you love Lycell and Drayton too?” What a question she thought. Was he testing her? She turned to him and gave him a kiss.
“I love them but in a different way. If you must know, there will never be anyone who can take the place of you. My first born males are with you. I could not love you more.” She felt Wilder’s hard manhood, it was full, bursting for release. There had to be a way to satisfy him without compromising Lycell’s unborn pups.
Wilder’s head fell to her breasts. “They are so full,” he said his hands touching them with tender care. “Were they as beautiful when you had my babies?”
“They were never better.” She looked at him. “I missed you so much. Don’t go away so long, but if you do, bring me with you.”
Wilder regarded her and softly trailed his long tongue from the nape of her neck to her breasts. He eased his hand into her sheer gown and took her breasts out, looking at them as if they were a work of art. Then he slid his mouth over her nipple and sucked it gently. He raised his head and said, “They have milk and it taste wonderful.”
“They are for the babies,” she smiled and said, “I have something for you.” She reached for his pants and he unzipped them.
“Do you think we should?”
“It’s not what you think,” she said. She held his large penis looking at it. She missed it. It was all she thought about. How it filled her completely. How she felt when he first entered her. She wanted that feeling again but thought it wasn’t wise to have him the way they had each other in the cave.
She drew him around, and he sat on the bed. Adrienne scampered off the bed and kneeled holding on to Wilders muscular legs. Reaching, she took off his slippers. She pulled his jeans down with Wilder’s help. Werewolves never wore underwear. She threw them to the side and they landed on the chair next to the door. Then she pushed him back with his hard powerful legs hanging down. She pushed his legs apart where she held his pouch in her hands. She put her warm mouth over them and a tingle gushed through his body and his firm cock stood up.
He held it as his breathing increased with intensity. Adrienne moved his hand away and placed hers there. She stroked it and then she moved up his hard chest and left trails of kisses down to his penis. Gently kissing the head of his dick with eager anticipation and excitement, she drew it in on each hard suck. She felt the need for him in her opening. He felt her with his fingers and she was wet with fluid. She felt Wilder’s excitement as her head bobbed up and down on his hard manhood.
“What are you doing to me? I can’t love you any more than I do. You are making me so weak for you,” Wilder admitted.
With a tentative smile she said, “As long as you are weak for me in bed.” Wilder understood she expected him to give in to her in bed, but not when they were outside of the room. She valued his strength and authority over her and others.
Adrienne thought a man, or for now, a werewolf, would want this kind of relationship in bed, and she respected his position as the head Alpha in their family. He met his match when he mated with Adrienne. She was free and strong as any of the werefemales, but far superior, he thought.
“Let me do this for you,” Adrienne said, her eyes begging to satisfy him. “I want you to be content.” She lowered her head, kissing the head of his penis once more, and this time when she felt the strong cock grow in her mouth, she knew it was only a few minutes before he released his come. He reached for it to take it out of her mouth, but she stayed his hands and the come spilled in gushes in her mouth. She raised her head and with a mouth full of his life she swallowed it.
“It’s your life I’m taking in me,” she purred. “How can you doubt how much I love you?” The werewolf in Wilder enjoyed her gesture. She was even more daring with him than a werefemale would have been. He couldn’t help comparing them. But none could compare to Adrienne.
Wilder’s mind was full and he welcomed the respite from thinking about outside matters. He wanted to lose himself in Adrienne. But he had to discuss his reason for bringing Mena to their home for Lycell.
Adrienne must have suspected something and sent her away. He couldn’t tell her now when all was going so well. She was still on her knees when a knock came to the door and then it just opened. Lycell walked in.
“I thought I told you to knock when you enter Adrienne’s room?”
“I did, but you were too busy to hear it.” Lycell wasn’t angry. He helped her to her feet and then into the bed after he handed Wilder his pants. “It’s an emergency,” he said with narrow eyes and turned down mouth.
“What is it?” Wilder said reaching for a clean shirt and pants. Lycell paused looking at Adrienne. He didn’t want to say in front of Adrienne but she looked into his eyes and he had to say something. She was as much a part of their family and she would never forgive him if he kept something from her.
“It’s Mena’s father,” Lycell said raising an eyebrow and glancing in Wilder’s direction as Wilder fastened the last button on his faded sky blue shirt, and tucked his shirt into his jeans.
“Oh what the f... Give me a phone,” Wilder said. “I don’t have...”
“He’s not on the phone. He’s downstairs.” Wilder stopped in his tracks took a deep breath and blinked.
“What is it?” Adrienne said looking up at Wilder.
“It’s nothing,” Lycell said.
“I asked Wilder,” she said switching her gaze between them. He looked at her with a worried glance and then walked out without saying a word and closed the door behind him, leaving Lycell with Adrienne.
“What’s going on?” She said her feet on the floor, as her eyes moved up to Lycell. “No one wants to tell me. You can tell me, Lycell,” she pleaded.
“I can’t say anything now. Get back to bed. I don’t want you to get upset.”
“So it’s something that will upset me?” Adrienne said climbing graceless into bed with Lycell’s help. Adrienne appear to be tired more lately. Maybe it’s having babies one after another or maybe it’s the stress of the trip, Lycell thought. He knew something was wrong with her but he didn’t know what. Then he heard Wilder’s voice echo upstairs. Instinctively, Lycell knew Wilder would never raise his voice unless he was angry, and if he is angry, that is not a good sign. He kissed a sleeping Adrienne, closed the door to her room, and headed for the stairs.