Her hand reached down between them to where they were joined, splaying her fingers to feel him enter her. His eyes widening as he felt her touch him, his cock entering her harder with each lunge. Rolling her hips so he had even deeper penetration, Sheba moaned before turning her hand to enable her thumb to circle her clit, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. His movements became harder, quicker, their bodies slick as they both rose to a quick release.
This was a fast coupling, in the outdoors, on their land, beneath a canopy of branches that shaded them from the burning sun. Her release was almost upon her, her chest heaving, breasts bouncing as Fox pounded into her and she knew he was right there with her. She could feel him swell inside her, throbbing with his own desire, his neck straining as he fought to control himself from releasing before her.
She circled her clit again, faster and felt herself clench around him, her orgasm starting deep inside her as pleasure radiated outward to encompass her entire body. Her hands reached for him, pulling his head down so she could taste his lips, devouring his mouth and plunging her tongue deep inside as he thrust one last time and held himself there as his own release overtook him, his moans lost inside her throat.
They continued to kiss for long moments after she disentangled her legs, Fox lying on top of her, his comforting weight holding her down as his hands trailed along her sides and they both came down from their high. Sheba moaning when he fell to the side, her leg loping over his and her arms pulling him closer. “Don’t move. I don’t want to go back yet.”
“Who said anything about going back? I just didn’t want to squash you.”
“I like you lying on top. I feel . . . secure, safe . . . nice.”
“And you’d feel numb and sore pretty soon too.” Fox chuckled.
“Well, maybe,” she conceded.
They lay for long moments, hands and fingers caressing each other until a question she’d been meaning to ask popped into her head. “Fox, can I ask you something? I should probably have asked my mom, but I keep forgetting.”
“Go ahead, but if it’s a mom question then I might not be able to help,” he quipped back.
“What happens if, or when, I become pregnant? What will I have?”
Fox turned on his side, placing his head on his hand. “What do you mean? I’m not sure I follow.”
“Will I have a Wolf? A hybrid of some sort? I’m just not clear on what a Lion and Wolf would have?”
“Oh, I see.” Fox gave her tummy a little rub. “I’ve never heard of a hybrid, but that’s not to say there aren’t any. From the mixed matings I’ve known, the kids are one or the other but can have some traits of the other parents. Does that help?”
Sheba shrugged. “I guess. I’m just doing my usual . . . worrying about things before they happen.”
“That’s not entirely a bad thing.” Fox leaned down, kissing the tip of her nose. “If you think of all possibilities, and all solutions, then that’s a good thing. But, and this is where it gets tricky, you shouldn’t get too caught up in overthinking things and not enjoy the here and now.”
“Yeah, I know.” Sheba reached up, snagging his hair and tugging him down. “Okay, I think I’ll enjoy the here and now again, please. Think you can arrange that?”
Fox laughed, his blue eyes twinkling with glee. “Oh, I think I can do that. Anything for you, My Queen.”
12 Months Later
Fox prowled back and forth, his beast as uneasy as the man. His heart almost beating from his chest as he waited for his Queen. How dare she go gallivanting at a time like this? Didn’t she know how he felt? How scared he was?
Fuck! He was going to explode!
Ray’s hand on his shoulder had him spinning around, a snarl on his face, lips curled back and teeth showing. “What?”
“Calm down, Fox. She’ll be back soon.” Ray’s voice was calm. Calm!
How could her so-called best friend be calm?
“Soon isn’t soon enough and what does that even mean? A minute? Ten? Sixty?” Fox growled before he continued to pace the porch, his ears listening for the truck Sheba had left in.
“Why don’t you just call her and ask? Or use your link?” Ray sat down in one of the chairs, munching on a burger from the plate that Alisha had brought out earlier.
“You’re eating? While your Alpha could be in danger?” Fox asked incredulously, hands on his hips as he scowled down at the man that had become a friend over the last year since he’d joined the Pack.
“Danger? What the hell are you talking about? She’s gone to pick up . . .”
Fox cut him off. “I know what she’s gone to do! But I was supposed to do it and she knew it. I was going with you. Remember? We were going later today, as planned. But no! She took off with Ari and left us a damn note. And you know Tilly told her to stay close to camp.”
“Yes, Fox, I know. But she’s not exactly gone on a trek to Alaska. She’s only gone into town. She’ll be back soon and Ari will look after her. So, my feline friend . . . calm the hell down before I have to call Tilly because you’ve had a coronary. That’s not something I want to have to tell Sheba because she’ll have my balls for allowing it to happen. Sit down, have a beer and chill.”
Fox’s heart rate rocketed. Chill? He actually said chill? How could he? When his mate was away from his
