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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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Amethyst

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AMETHYST ROLLED TO the side trying to cool her heated body. She rolled to her other side to look out the window, and the sun hadn’t fully risen into the sky. Then why in the hell am I so freaking hot! Shit, I’m in heat. Memories of this happening with Collin filled her mind, and it hurt like hell. He had mentioned the females went into heat if they stayed with werewolves too long. Last time, she ran to her parents which shortened the duration of heat to a day. Collin had been pissy for almost a week when she returned home. But she hadn’t wanted kids with him. I want kids with Walter!

As if reading her mind, Walter pulled her body into his and a spark of tension pulsed between her legs. They both passed out after their lovemaking the night before. No barrier rested between her ass and his rock-hard cock.

Her wolf whimpered at the idea of moving away from. Walter doesn’t want kids, I can’t change it and I won’t force him like Collin tried to force me. Her ass wiggled against his tip and he groaned into her ear.

“Damn it, baby.” Walter nipped at her earlobe. Tension pooled in her tights. His hot breath brushed against her neck. Amethyst took in a shaky breath and met his gaze.

“I’ll go take a shower to cool down.” She lifted up but Walter wrapped his hand around her waist bringing her body flush with his. “What are you doing, Walter?” Each second that passed being so close, risked her taking over and ripping away any barriers to his throbbing cock.

“Do you really want children, Amethyst?” His gaze studied hers like somehow she might change her mind after years of wanting her own babies.

“I do but I know you don’t. I’ll push through this heat like I did before.” Amethyst didn’t meet his gaze. She didn’t want to admit this heat had more intensity than before.  Reluctantly, she moved out of his grasp and walked into the bathroom. The pain in her thighs was borderline unbearable. She climbed into the shower before turning on the water. The haze set in so fast made her head spin. She stood there leaning against the cool tiles and hoped to the goddess above her heat would stop soon.

After a few deep breaths, she managed to turn on the water. The icy coldness sprayed her flesh doing nothing to calm down the inferno roaring inside. She didn’t bother turning the temperature up when she grabbed his soap. Slowly, she massaged her heavy tits then down to her achy thighs. Her finger brushed against her clit sending a shiver up her spine.

This time she intentionally rubbed her fingers against the bundle of nerves and a moan left her lips. Tipping her hips to gain better access she moved her fingers faster and harder. Her orgasm built under her flesh, images of Walter kept her going. She liked how hard and fast he took her. Her other hand moved down, and she pushed one of her fingers into her pussy. It pulsed around her fingers. She needed more. More pressure. More width.

Her eyes fluttered closed trying to get back into the movements to break the heat in her stomach. The water continued to spray her body moving the soap off her skin.

I can do this, I’ll calm this damn heat down on my own. Determination helped her move her fingers faster and soon she peaked.

“Yes,” Amethyst gasped. Her pleasure was short-lived, and the tension stayed in its place. She let her hands fall before she shut off the water and jerked the towel off the rod. Once her body was covered, she blew out a shaky breath. This is going to be fucking hell! A living fucking hell!  

When she entered the room, Walter wasn’t lying on the bed so she plopped down on the sheets, making her pillow wet from her hair. She opened the towel in hopes of the air might cool her off instead. Deep down she knew her efforts would be futile. Only her mate would be able to calm her raging hormones and with him not wanting kids she wouldn’t press the issue.

She may have to avoid him for three solid days to keep from jumping on top of him. Images played in her mind on how Walter might fuck her hard and fast on the wall and in the shower again. New images of ‘breaking in’ the whole house started playing in a slideshow behind her closed eyelids.

Before she realized what she was doing, her fingers were moving in slow circles over her clit. The fire blazed hot and a whimper of pain left her lips before she managed to stop it. Why does my mate not want children? Is he just scared?

Even from a young age, she had wanted to have a family with loads of kids running around the house, laughter and love all around. Her dream would have to wait until Walter was ready.

Her eyes opened, and she found Walter leaning against the door frame, similar to when she saw him eavesdropping the night before on her phone call. Her eyes roamed over his shirtless body and she knew this time was different. His white knuckles were her first clue, he had issues, unlike last night.

“What do you want, Walter?” Amethyst met his heated gaze and the blaze in her belly spiked again. She scented the air and caught the heady scent of arousal pulsing from her mate.

“I want you so fucking bad.” Walter’s ice blue gaze scanned her body and she liked how it turned her on even more. Her core clenched with excitement and she barely managed to keep her wolf at bay.

“Then come take what you want, Walter.” Amethyst let the words out. His eyes snapped up to meet her gaze again. She wanted to let him choose to walk away, she had done enough pushing away. Nope, this would be all Walter’s choice. Her wolf whimpered and the ache in her thighs intensified. Come on Walter, come get me.

While she waited for him decide what to do, she held her breath. Everything rested on his choice.