I’m sorry, so, so sorry.
Taryn
I watch from the window as Merick paces back and forth in wolf form. The anger is rolling off of him in waves. Earlier one of the younger wolves had hit the protective barrier around our land as a joke. The poor boy’s fear was so strong I could feel it from inside the house.
He needs to cool off, I know that, but I’m worried about him. As each day passes, he becomes more and more alert, watchful, and very short tempered. Of course, it’s not geared toward me, but since I can now feel everything he’s feeling, it’s a little much.
“He’s always been intense. Even as kids, people didn’t mess with him.” Rowan says from beside me. “Now that most of the pack is home he needs to show everyone that he’s the alpha now. Uncle Josef has made it clear that he’s stepped down, which means it’s time for Merick to take his place as the Alpha.”
I turn to look at Rowan and then back out the window and see Merick back in human form and pulling his jeans back on. God, he is sexy—I bite my bottom lip as desire and hunger flow through me.
“Oh my god,” Rowan says from beside me. “I can feel your desire.”
I turn to look at her. “Uh...what?”
“You were staring at him like he was a hunk of meat. Plus, you give off a pheromone when you’re turned on.”
My face heats up and I cover my face with my hands. “Oh my god. This is so embarrassing.”
“It’s not, seriously. We’re sexual people. It’s difficult because Merick is like my brother and that’s just gross.” Rowan fakes a shudder and then disappears into the kitchen, coming back in with a glass of wine.
I look at it longingly and say, “You’re mean.” I signal with my head to her glass.
“I’m sorry. Do you want to sniff it?” I shake my head. “In no time you’ll be able to have a glass with me.”
Merick comes in a few minutes later and grabs me, pulling me close, or as close as we can get with my huge belly. He tips my head back and kisses me. I open my mouth to his seeking tongue. As always I’m reduced to a pile of goo when he touches me.
“Okay, I’m out of here.” I wave to her with my mouth still fused to Merick’s. Rowan’s chuckle follows her out of the house.
I pull back and rub the wet from his lower lip with my thumb. “I love you.” I whisper.
“I love you, too, baby.” Merick rubs my belly, and our daughter kicks and gives a little wiggle. “You too, my little princess.”
I begin to cry, because why not, everything makes me cry. This morning I cried because a bird came and ate at the bird feeder. “Oh God, am I ever going to stop crying?” I move my hand around on my belly. “Does my stomach look lower to you?” I stand to the side and pull my shirt up.
Merick steps back and looks down at me. “Maybe a little. What does that mean?”
“That the baby is preparing to come out.” I widen my eyes and look at him. “I’m so scared.”
He pulls me into his arms. “You’re going to do so great. Amelia will take such good care of you. I’ll be right by your side.” Merick kisses me. “I’ll make us some dinner. You go sit, and put your feet up.”
A knock on the backdoor has me walking toward it. I see Lily through the window. I open the door and pull my bestie inside, hugging her. “What are you doing here?”
“I swear there was an earthquake earlier. The windows rattled and the dishes banged against the cupboard doors.”
I look at Merick, and raise my brow. I’m not sure what to say, but he takes care of it. “One of the younger members of our pack thought it would be funny to mess with the protective barrier.”
“Oh okay, but you’re okay?” Lily looks between the two of us.
I nod, “yeah. It shook the house and knocked me off my feet, but I landed on my knees.”
“Lily? Stay for dinner?” Merick asks from the stove.
“Sure, what’re you making?”
He holds up the skillet and shows us grilled cheese.
Lily and I sit out in the living room and Merick brings a huge platter piled high with diagonally cut sandwiches. We immediately dig in, because as always, I’m famished.
I finish brushing my teeth, put my toothbrush back, and then head back into the bedroom. Merick is lying in bed with the sheet pulled up to his waist. “Ryder texted me and he got Lily home safe.”
I nod as I crawl into bed. “That’s great. I’ll thank him tomorrow. I hope they got along all right.”
“Well, she didn’t call him a blood sucking demon. I’d say that’s progress.” He chuckles and then kisses my forehead.
I smile because under my best friend’s sarcastic comments is a girl who put up walls after a mega douche broke her heart.
I kiss his chest and begin kissing lower and lower--just like I thought, when I pull the sheet down I see he’s completely naked. Merick’s dick stands tall and stiff against his stomach. I get on my knees between his legs and grab him around the base, leaning down to lick the head of his cock.
This is the only time I swear I feel powerful with him, but he only lets me suck his dick for a few seconds before he pulls me off. Merick puts me on my knees and grabs my hands, having me wrap them around the headboard.
He gets behind me, kissing my neck until I’m moaning and writhing against him. One hand reaches around and up, tweaking my nipple until I cry out. Merick’s other hand comes around, and he reaches between my legs, rubbing my clit.
The man’s fingers are magical because in no time I’m arching my back
