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didn’t say anything. “Okay. I’ll, umm, see you downstairs than.” She turned, making her dress swirl around her legs and Gunner had to yank back his wolf to keep from chasing her. The animal wanted to mount her then and there. But he needed to do this right.
Autumn bit her lip as she made her way out of Gunner’s bedroom wondering why he was sending her ahead of him. She slowly made her way down the staircase, hoping that he would catch up with her before she had to enter the room where the party appeared to still be going strong. She had no idea what time it was. Looking toward the windows at her right, she saw it was still dark out.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t cousin Autumn doing the walk of shame.”
Autumn’s head jerked to the left and she groaned silently. Trixie was standing in the entryway, a glass of champagne in her hand. She thought idly that the wolf throwing the party had to have spent a fortune on champagne and liquor. Not to mention the food. Supernaturals had very rich tastes and fast metabolisms, which meant they could drink all night long without feeling the effects.
She debated walking past her cousin but knew the woman would simply follow, yipping at her heels like an annoying toy poodle. Her fingers twitched and for a moment she was tempted to see if she could actually turn her into a dog.
“Trixie, I see you’re drinking, same as ever.” The insult wasn’t much, but it was the best she could do considering her mind was a gooey pile of melted chocolate. Mmm? Chocolate on wolf—she wondered how that would taste.
Remembering the feel of Gunner’s touch, she squared her shoulders and threw back her head. She ached between her legs said she had absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, she needed to flaunt her shit. She’d just been ravished by the big, bad wolf.
As she walked past Trixie without saying another word, the woman turned and followed her. “So who decided they wanted a try some chub love, cousin?”
Autumn cursed the lack of control that had her swirling to face her childhood nemesis. Before she could speak, a rough rumble sounded from the shadows.
“That would be me.”
Autumn almost swooned when Gunner, once again dressed in his tuxedo, stepped from the shadowed doorway. He must have followed her from his room as quickly as he had promised.
His white shirt was opened to the waist since the gold studs she’d popped out with her magic had melted. His cummerbund held it in place around his waist. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. No, him standing before her naked, stroking his cock, ordering her to take him in her mouth had been the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. Her pussy creamed thinking of the things they’d done.
Seeing the flare of gold in his brown eyes, she realized he was also reliving those moments. Lowering her gaze to the bulge behind his zipper, her body warmed even more when she realized he wanted to do those things again. With her. Only with her.
The hurt of Trixie’s taunts rolled away and Autumn knew she would never be bothered by her cousin’s petty words again.
Gunner strode across the short distance that separated him from his mate. His wolf was snarling, angry at the man that they had left her alone and that somehow the female beside their mate had upset her. He calmed his wolf, reminding him of the velvet box in his hand and the reason why they had been late.
“Autumn.” He held out his hand and he was proud when she came to him without hesitation.
Amber looked over Hayden’s shoulder, her gaze focused on the back of the room. The were sharing another dance. Their moves were slow and easy, satisfied in both mind and body. Her grandmother and mother had practically forbidden her to go back upstairs with Hayden. And, truth be told, she probably did need a little more recovery time. Not so her mate, she thought with a smile, feeling the hard ridge of his cock pressing into her side as they danced.
“Is that your
Autumn bit her lip as she made her way out of Gunner’s bedroom wondering why he was sending her ahead of him. She slowly made her way down the staircase, hoping that he would catch up with her before she had to enter the room where the party appeared to still be going strong. She had no idea what time it was. Looking toward the windows at her right, she saw it was still dark out.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t cousin Autumn doing the walk of shame.”
Autumn’s head jerked to the left and she groaned silently. Trixie was standing in the entryway, a glass of champagne in her hand. She thought idly that the wolf throwing the party had to have spent a fortune on champagne and liquor. Not to mention the food. Supernaturals had very rich tastes and fast metabolisms, which meant they could drink all night long without feeling the effects.
She debated walking past her cousin but knew the woman would simply follow, yipping at her heels like an annoying toy poodle. Her fingers twitched and for a moment she was tempted to see if she could actually turn her into a dog.
“Trixie, I see you’re drinking, same as ever.” The insult wasn’t much, but it was the best she could do considering her mind was a gooey pile of melted chocolate. Mmm? Chocolate on wolf—she wondered how that would taste.
Remembering the feel of Gunner’s touch, she squared her shoulders and threw back her head. She ached between her legs said she had absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, she needed to flaunt her shit. She’d just been ravished by the big, bad wolf.
As she walked past Trixie without saying another word, the woman turned and followed her. “So who decided they wanted a try some chub love, cousin?”
Autumn cursed the lack of control that had her swirling to face her childhood nemesis. Before she could speak, a rough rumble sounded from the shadows.
“That would be me.”
Autumn almost swooned when Gunner, once again dressed in his tuxedo, stepped from the shadowed doorway. He must have followed her from his room as quickly as he had promised.
His white shirt was opened to the waist since the gold studs she’d popped out with her magic had melted. His cummerbund held it in place around his waist. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. No, him standing before her naked, stroking his cock, ordering her to take him in her mouth had been the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. Her pussy creamed thinking of the things they’d done.
Seeing the flare of gold in his brown eyes, she realized he was also reliving those moments. Lowering her gaze to the bulge behind his zipper, her body warmed even more when she realized he wanted to do those things again. With her. Only with her.
The hurt of Trixie’s taunts rolled away and Autumn knew she would never be bothered by her cousin’s petty words again.
Gunner strode across the short distance that separated him from his mate. His wolf was snarling, angry at the man that they had left her alone and that somehow the female beside their mate had upset her. He calmed his wolf, reminding him of the velvet box in his hand and the reason why they had been late.
“Autumn.” He held out his hand and he was proud when she came to him without hesitation.
Amber looked over Hayden’s shoulder, her gaze focused on the back of the room. The were sharing another dance. Their moves were slow and easy, satisfied in both mind and body. Her grandmother and mother had practically forbidden her to go back upstairs with Hayden. And, truth be told, she probably did need a little more recovery time. Not so her mate, she thought with a smile, feeling the hard ridge of his cock pressing into her side as they danced.
“Is that your
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