Page 118 of What The Hex (The Family Spells)
He was the first to shift, crouched in front of the rocking chairs on the outdoor rug.
I listened to that wild song again, and found that it had a different tune now, but one that was just as easy to dance to. Without any pain or discomfort, I soon found myself sitting cross-legged in front of my husband … but while still wearing ears and a tail.
“Um.” I reached up and pinched at them, naked on a porch in the middle of freaking nowhere. “How do I get rid of these?”
“I’m not exactly inclined to tell you,” he drawled out at me, and then he was pulling me on top of him, and we were kissing while snow fell in a heavy sheet just outside the confines of the porch.
Caine ran his large, warm hands down my naked spine and over my ass, cupping it tight and encouraging me to grind against him while we kissed. His tongue was as hot as he was, a slice of fire in the cold December air. I damn near forgot why we were here and what we were supposed to be doing—let alone the fact that I had yet to mention my plans for Faerie.
The faerie ring I’d once used to travel to Argent was close by; this was a golden opportunity.
But for now, it was just me and my husband and his rock-hard body.
I spread my legs wider and encouraged him to guide us together, so that when I sat up slightly and put my palms on his chest, I was able to slip down the length of him. The ears and tail seemed to amuse him, and he growled as he gave the latter a little tug.
“My alpha female,” he murmured, settling himself beneath me in a semi-submissive gesture. He was allowing me to take control, to prove to myself that I was what he said I was, no doubts about it. I was his alpha female regardless of my status as a witch.
With a groan, I pushed back the rest of the way until he was fully sheathed inside of me, and then I began to ride him, digging my slightly-sharper-than-normal nails into his firm chest as he curled his lip in a pleased snarl and watched me move. His amber eyes were gold in the faint light from the lodge windows, and I hoped like hell that Abel wasn’t going to wander back here and find us in a compromising position.
The lodge itself was empty of guests but for our family; it was only ever used for visiting packs anyway.
I let myself relax fully, no cares in the world. That was a major positive to being in a family such as ours. There was always somebody who had your back. There were always opportunities to rest and relax. While Caine and I were out here, Spectre and Argent could protect the kids.
One day, I hoped Hex would integrate the same way.
For now, I pushed those thoughts aside, reveling in the sweet fullness of Caine’s hard cock between my thighs, rocking myself forward and back, finding a position that rubbed my clit, too.
My husband took the opportunity to explore my body, hot palms sliding over my hips and up the curves of my waist to the full mounds of my breasts. He teased my pink nipples into even harder points, rolling them with his fingers and alternately kneading the heavy flesh that surrounded them.
Our eyes stayed locked together, as if we couldn’t bear to look away, and I felt myself clenching so tightly around him that it was hard to move. Caine cursed and adjusted his hands to my hips again, squeezing hard as I began to rock my pelvis more quickly, forward and back, forward and back.
The orgasm was like a twinkle in the distance, but with quick, deep rolls of my hips against Caine’s, I found it, and it began to glow brighter and brighter. As I searched, Caine felt the rewards of my hunt for pleasure, that tightening and squeezing and clamping that milked him into a deep, long groan, his nails shifting into wolf claws and digging into my hips.
I bled a little, but that was okay. If I ever wanted him to stop, he would. But he knew me far too well to think that I’d want him to quit now.
With another snarl, Caine finally rolled me over and began to thrust, wild and deep, his teeth finding my neck and biting down hard. I let out a small yelp, throwing my arms around him and squeezing him tight.
I felt the base of his cock swell, and I knew he was going to get all wolfy on me. While it didn’t happen often, sometimes the base of Caine’s penis would swell, and we’d knot together for a brief period of time. Usually just a couple of minutes, but there’d been occasions where it was longer than that.
