Chapter 3 Pumpkin Pie

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GENEVIEVE “I want you to wait right here for me,” I whispered after I had Phoenix back in the bed and in our private suite. His face looked hurt. “I have a new package from Andre you haven’t seen yet.” I winked. Phoenix knew Andre’s packages. His frown immediately turned upside down. This time, Andre sent a skin tight Naughty Nurse outfit in sky blue that barely covered my V but clung to my boobs and the slight baby bump I was getting. Phoenix’s eyes were wide as saucers when I walked back into the room. “Are you ready for your next round of therapy?” I purred. “Fuuuuuuuuckk,” he groaned as Wolfie tried to stand up. I slowly turned a circle in my thoughtful gift from Andre. I bent low so Phoenix could see the valley between my breasts and retrieved the battery powered bullet I stashed there. My mate’s eyes darkened as he held out his good hand. “Give me,” he commanded and clicked the device on and off before motioning me to do another turn. I turned and bent forward facing the wall so he could see my lack of underwear. “Stay.” I heard him click the bullet on and shivered in anticipation. He teased me by running the bullet up the back of one leg, across my ass and down the other leg, repeating the process and slowly getting closer to my hotspot. “Turn. Kiss.” I bent over the bed and licked him from my Mark on his collarbone to his mouth. He teased my n*****s with the vibrator as our mouths hungrily feasted on each other. I trailed a hand down his chest and belly then grasped his half erection in my hands. “I want to try something. I think you’ll like it.” I nibbled on his lower lip then trailed kisses down his body, while using my foot to raise the bed. He continued teasing my sensitive nips through the thin material of the outfit and sucked in a breath as my mouth kissed his c**k. I hadn’t tried pleasing him orally yet. This might just be the therapy he needed. Even at half mast, he was still pretty impressive. A little like shooting pool with a rope, but if I could get him hard enough to ride—that was my goal. If not, he could still satisfy me and I would try again later. He’d brought me pleasure the last few nights. I longed to do the same for him. I cupped the hairy boys in one hand, grasped his shaft in the other. I ran my tongue slowly from the base to the tip then swirled my tongue around the head and felt the shaft tighten. Oh please! Let him get rock hard! Encouraged, I sucked the helmet shaped skin into my mouth and twisted my hand on the length. “Yes,” he moaned and tangled his good hand in my hair urging me to continue. Each lick and squeeze made him just a little more erect and thirty seconds later, my wish was granted! My husband was rock hard and I was wet. I moved my foot over to the down pedal and climbed up on him. There wasn’t a second to waste! Lowering myself on his erection brought tears of joy to both of us. “Yes,” he moaned again, his deepest wants and needs reflected in that one word. “Yes!” I agreed and slowly took him all in. I leaned forward and peppered his face with kisses before claiming his mouth. It had been too long since we’d been connected on this level. It wasn’t going to take long for me to explode, especially when his hand was on my ass guiding me. “Slow!” He growled. “Enjoy.” “Baby, I’m not gonna last long either way.” I could feel the orgasm building. “Don’t stop.” He gripped my ass harder and set the pace he knew drove me wild. He wasn’t happy unless I came twice or more. The feeling of him inside me, coupled with the sound our bodies made, was the closest I’d get to Heaven without dying. I took hold of his left hand that he still struggled with and held it against my other hip. “So tight,” he growled, his eyes dark with lust and love. He lifted me up until just the tip was inside me and lowered me back, oh so slowly. When he was buried deep inside, he pushed up to bury deeper and repeated. Oh, Goddess. “So good.” “Oh, Goddess, Phoenix, I’m almost there!” We stared into each other’s souls. His hand on my ass forced me to grind myself down into him and I came almost violently. “Don’t stop,” he commanded. His aura washed over me as I came. “Keep going!” Oh, Goddess! I trembled and quaked until I was sure it had to end. Instead, I felt his aura again and again. I cried out as I surfed the sea of orgasms, riding one wave to the next until he finally convulsed under me in his own orgasm. “Naughty nurse,” he whispered as I collapsed onto his chest, our s*x organs still quivering. “Only for you, my love,” I whispered back. {~>*•**•*Damn, he’s cute. “Hi-i, I’m Daniel. Sorry I’m drunk. I miss my friend—,” he started to get sappy. Natalie’s face had confusion written all over it as Kelli’s face suddenly turns sympathetic and I realize Conrad and Dan’s day drinking was a culmination of everything that’s happened. They miss my brother. “There’s a room ready for you, Daniel. Um, I think you’ve taken Healer Natalie by surprise.” Kelli looked a little confused, too. Mom steps in. “You,” she points at New Guy. “Are you sober?” “Yeah, I’m not old enough to drink yet.” Mmm, I like the timbre of his voice! “I’m Gamma Leland’s son, Chance.” He offers his hand and mom shakes it. “Oh yes, we met briefly. Can you help Daniel up?” “Yes, ma’am.” Chance takes Daniel by the shoulders and lifts him up like he weighs nothing. I spurred into action and righted the chair. “Hi, I’m Phoebe. Here comes Zack with coffee.” “Natalie,” Daniel whispers, unable to tear his eyes from her. I can easily imagine cartoon hearts in his eyes. She is simply dumbstruck. “Chance, I need to,” he lowers his voice into a drunk whisper, “drain the main vein.” “No problem, Dan. I got you. Come on.” Natalie wrings her hands. I’ve never seen her so frazzled. Mom notices, too. “Here, Natalie. Sit. Take Daniel’s coffee. Zack, sweetie, I’m sorry. Will you bring a round?” “I’ve already MindLinked Kylee,” he winks. “Not my first rodeo.” “Yeehaw, cowboy,” Conrad blurts out. Mom and Kelli both swat him, but are gentler this time. “Thank you, Zack. Pull up a chair, everybody. If you’re able to stay, that is.” I hope to be an experienced Hostess like Mom someday. Most of the Recovery Team excuse themselves, but Al pulls up a chair. I sit next to Kelli. I obviously want to know more about Chance. Mom mouths “appetizers” at Zack who nods and leaves us. “So your drinking today was over Phoenix?” Kelli asks Conrad as she drapes an arm around him. “Yeah,” he hiccups. “Didn’t start out that way and wasn’t planned. We miss him,” he sort of wailed. Here comes the blubbering parts before he passes out. “Man, I can’t believe Dan found his mate. I think that was troubling him, too.” He sips his coffee as Natalie squirms. “He’s a good guy,” Conrad says to her. “One of the best warriors we have. Brawn and brains, both.” “That’s true, Natalie,” mom confirms. “He’s been friends with Phoenix almost as long as Conrad.” Kelli and I nod our agreement. “I’m so f*****g happy for him!” Conrad blubbers. “He’s my bro!” “I’d like to talk to him sober,” Natalie finally says. “I guess I’ll be a permanent resident here now.” “We are thrilled to have you!” Mom squeezes her hand. “Before he comes back, do you want him with you tonight or do you want us to put him in another room?” “Can I decide after he’s had some coffee?” “Absolutely.” I hear a loud commotion, followed by “pumpkin pie.” Chance handled Daniel like a pro. “Here ya go, have a seat next to—was it Natalie?” He confirms. “Yes, Natalie. And remember our talk, Dan. Best behavior.” “Thanks, Chance. You’re a good man,” Dan slurs. “I’m sorry, Punkin’,” he turns to Natalie. “I mean Natalie.” He’s completely star struck. “You smell like my grandma’s punkin’ pie. Bes’ punkin’ pie in the universe.”
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