Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Below us, the Celestial Cradle glows with the golden light of the torches lit for the ceremony. It gets smaller and smaller as the helicopter gains height, until the wolves look like scurrying ants and the torches are mere spots of light.
And then we’re speeding away over the dark forest, leaving behind the pack lands that were my home for so long.
But no longer. I’ve given up my role as Adalwulf Seeress, forever. I’ve left my pack, my birthright, behind. That life is over, and this is goodbye.
“You all right?” Noah murmurs in my ear. I cling more tightly to him, and he gives me a reassuring squeeze. I press my face to his bare chest, inhaling his woodsy scent until calm rushes through me. Whatever my destiny, whatever happens next, I’ll face it with Noah.
“You lovebirds okay?” Esme shouts.
“We’re okay,” I shout back. We’re okay, I mouth again to Noah. He grins, and my mating mark throbs, reminding me I’m his. Reminding me that whenever I’m with him, I’m home.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Noah
I sit behind Aster in a hot bath, leaning back against the marble and slowly dragging a warm washcloth up her thigh. After our dramatic exit by helicopter from the Adalwulf estate, our pilots–three rowdy young werebear mercs Sully brought in–landed the bird at The Blackthroat estate where I carried Aster straight to the en suite bath in our room.
Getting her naked, holding her, keeping our bodies connected skin-to-skin felt like a necessity. Even now, having her in my arms, knowing she truly is mine, the sense of near desperation clings to me.
I still don’t understand everything that happened. Even up on that cracked dais, I didn’t know whether she’d orchestrated the whole thing to manipulate me into leading her pack, or whether she was just trying to keep us both alive.
I thank the sweet Moon Goddess for the moment she agreed to leave with me, and I could be sure she was the female I thought she was. That what we have together is real. That she loves me and wants to be my mate.
I pick her up and turn her to straddle me, so I can read her lips.
“Aster. Starshine. You nearly killed me when you said you didn’t want me as your mate.” I sign and speak so that she can learn ASL.
Tears spring to her eyes. “I know.” She cups my cheek. “I had to make you leave. I hated hurting you, but I knew it was the only way.”
“Why? What did you see?”
I had a vision–” she chokes up. I feel her pain as acutely as if it’s my own.
“What was it?”
“Your death. The Grandmothers forced me to go back.” A tear streaks her cheek, but she laughs as she wipes it away. “They pulled all the strings, and we both were their puppets. They crowned you as the Adalwulf Alpha and completed the Alpha Bond of Seeress to Alpha. I guess they want you and me to lead the pack.”
I stare at her, fully digesting her words. My heart pounds against my chest. “And you were still willing to leave with me?”
Fresh tears spill down her cheeks. “Of course. I don’t want to be Seeress anymore. I don’t want anything to do with the Adalwulf Pack. All I want is you.”
I grasp the back of her head, pulling her mouth to mine. I stroke my lips across hers softly, savoring the sweetness of the moment. She kisses me back, her tongue slipping between my lips.
I love you, starshine, I pull back and sign.
I love you forever, she signs back, moving in for another kiss. My cock lengthens, and she wiggles her hips, rubbing over it.
I groan, my hands moving to her waist. She reaches between her legs to grasp my cock, rising up and attempting to lower herself onto it. The water in the bath makes it too slick. She giggles when I slip out.
I laugh and reach behind me to pull out the plug, letting the water drain below our hips. Lifting Aster by the waist, I guide her onto my cock. Aster’s pouty lips part, and she slowly undulates, taking me deeper, then moving back. She’s a goddess, glorious and ethereal. Magical.
And she’s all mine.
I grip her hips, urging her deeper. Faster. She bounces over my cock, her breasts dancing, her lovely blonde hair cascading in waves around her slender shoulders. Our mingled breath quickens into panting. I flick my tongue over her nipple as it dances in front of my face, squeeze and knead her lush ass.
“Come for me, starshine.” I bring the pad of my thumb to her clit, and she screams. The vibration goes straight to my dick. My balls draw up tight as Aster’s inner thighs clamp around my waist, and the tight walls of her channel convulse.