MY MURDEROUS MATE

MY ANSWER IS

Tegan POV

I leave the court in utter dismay. I can’t believe the turn of events today. My own attorney referred to Saliana as a w***e in front of her mother. Then he was attacked.

Next, I had to sit though Devyn questioning Monet about our s****l activities. I swear I noticed Devyn even more jealous as her nose twitched. She was trying to keep a straight face. I almost missed it, but I’ve memorized every detail of her face. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t stop staring at her.

What pissed me off today was that Monet obviously has had pillow talk with that dude who is an investigator for Devyn. How the hell did all this happen?

As I’m getting in my car, Monet stops me crying, “Tegan, I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I swear on my life. Elmondo works or at least led me to believe he worked at the hospital. He said he was new so he wouldn’t know you. He made me feel like I was wanted. Oh, my goddess, Tegan. I slept with him and thought he might be my chosen. He used me and I betrayed you.” She was starting to hyperventilate.

I instinctively pull her into my chest. Even though I’m pissed at her, I know she didn’t purposely hurt me. I hold her head with one hand while the other is wrapped around her back. I kiss the top of her head reassuring her that everything will be fine.

It’s then that I hear a car squealing away. I see a glimpse of auburn hair and realize that Devyn just witnessed me comforting Monet. Dylan screams in my head that I continue to f**k up. It’s true. I’m convinced my chances with Devyn have long passed. I need to talk with Dylan so he can be prepared for our rejection. Plus, at this rate, he may need to start preparing for a life in the dungeon or even death.

Devyn POV

What a freaking day. I get in my own car instead of riding with the pack. I’m heading back to my city. I’ve convinced myself that I miss Mitch terribly. He should be back from his mini vacation. We haven’t talked. I hope he smooths my nerves and makes Delilah purr.

Turning out of the parking garage, I have to witness Tegan hugging Monet and kissing the top of her head. I’m guessing she wasn’t that into Elmondo. Plus, I guess Tegan really does love Monet. I feel Delilah growling in my mind. I reassure her that we’re heading home to Mitch where we belong. He loves us. It’s safe there. I know her heart is aching. Maybe Tegan’s wolf hurts too but I could never be with him after discovering all these things.

I pull into Mitch’s parking garage. I sit there trying to steady my breathing. The last time we saw one another it was a heated argument. I grab my overnight bag since I packed lightly. I think I may have pajamas here. Then again, if all goes right, I won’t need pajamas tonight.

Knocking lightly, I hear him coming to the door. He opens the door and shock covers his face. When he composes himself, he invites me in. I move through the door slowly looking down.

Mitch, “Hey, look at me! What’s wrong?” His face is now that of a worried man. He is quite a specimen of gorgeous. I’m so lucky.

“I missed you, Mitch.” I say looking up at him through my eyebrows.

Without warning, he has me up against the doorframe. This has Delila howling although I know she wishes it were her mate. I am somewhat surprised at his actions because normally he is so passive. Hey, I’m seriously not complaining.

His kisses move from loving and longing to passionate and demanding. Without breaking our kiss, his arms are behind my back unzipping my dress. I think I like this new Mitch. He roughly pulls the dress all the way off as I step out of it laying on the floor.

“Aww I think you missed me too.” I say moaning.

“Devyn baby! I love you. I’ve thought about you every minute of every day.” Mitch says while unclasping my bra. He lets it fall down my body and bends to clutch my breast with his mouth. The sensation shoots tingles straight to my flower.

Mitch grasps my ass urging me to wrap my legs around his waist. Honestly, that scares me. I mean, wolves are heavier than they look.  I try to distract him with unbuttoning his shirt while moving him to the bedroom. He tries to lift me again and I somehow manage to throw myself into the bed pulling him on top of me.

I really want him to eat me. I’m moving my hips pushing his shoulders down trying to give him the hint. He wiggles out of his trunks and positions himself at my entrance. I want some friction no matter what form. I’m begging for him to enter me. Delila is quiet. Normally she would be trying to take over.

“Please Mitch, I need you.” I moan in his ear.

Mitch, “What’s your answer?”

What’s my answer? I’m not sure. I hadn’t thought much about it. I mean, he is the best for me all around. Anyone in my position would be fortunate. He’s nibbling on my ear waiting for an answer.

“Mitch, my answer is ……. Yes.” I say immediately feeling Delila screech in pain.

Mitch, “Baby, that makes me the happiest man on the planet.” He reaches over into his drawer next to his bed and pulls out the gorgeous 3 caret diamond ring. It’s perfect. The remainder of the night, we have s*x probably a half dozen times. Unfortunately for me, Delila is not cooperating, and I’ve not had an orgasm. My body is aching for a release.

Finally, he grunts for I hope the last time tonight. We’re still using condoms and I’m glad since this was his last one. He rolls off me pulling the condom off with the semen inside. I’m happy he doesn’t want kids anytime soon because I really don’t want one ever. He tosses the used condom in the garbage and pulls the covers up over his chest.

We’ve always slept like this when together. After s*x, there isn’t any cuddling. I do the same and drift off to sleep. Soon, the same dream pops in my head. Tegan is kissing my neck and placing his hands around my ass. This dream goes on all night with us making sweet love.

I hear whispering in my ear, “Baby, I love you.”

I moan, “Tegan, I love you more.”

Screaming pursues and I’m abruptly wide awake.

Mitch, “Who the f**k is Tegan?”

Shit! f**k! How do I get out of this?

“What are you talking about?”

Mitch, “You just said ‘Tegan, I love you.”

I try to play it off, “Mitch, I was dreaming about Dr. Tegan Moss and his assistant Monet Primrose. I was quoting what our investigator discovered. He and his assistant are doing the nasty.” I laugh while doing the sign with my hands. “You know doinking.”

He eyes me suspiciously, “Is the case making some turns?”

Good! Let’s get him talking about attorney stuff.

“Yeah! I think I’ve found some probable cause. He’s hiding more. I can feel it. I’m beginning to think the poor girl was murdered.”

Mitch, “Hey, keep your eye on the case. Your one and only job is to convict this guy. Keep yourself out of discovering the other crimes unless it helps you convict him. Do you really think he killed her?”

“I’m not sure. I must somehow connect him with her. The only connection right now is that he was the doctor who ‘tried’ to save her life. I do have another ace in my pocket. He would go to the club that she worked.”

Mitch, “How did you find that out?”

“Alamand, I tell you – he deserves every penny we pay him!”

He snuggles into me running his hand down the covers and rubbing my nub. He crawls on top of me making his was down. Thank goddess! I hope I can c*m.

An hour later and I still haven’t had my release. I have had to play actress though. “Oh Mitch, that’s it baby. Yes, yes.” You know a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. Knowing he doesn’t have a condom; Mitch gets out of bed and head to the bathroom. I hear the shower turn on and immediately get to work.

Rubbing and placing my fingers deep within myself, images of Tegan enter my mind. Goddess that man is sexy. My body reacts and I find my hips bucking up while my insides contract. Delila giggles and I shake my head at her. This girl needs to not be mean to me. She’ll be begging soon.

I pass Mitch to go shower myself. He walks in asking when I must return. I tell him court resumes at 1pm so I need to get on the road.

Mitch, “I have to get going too. Love you, my fiancé.”

“I’m not certain when I’ll be coming back to the city, but I’ll call every night.”