COVEN, Dreamwalker

Chapter 3 - Pt 1

Leandra & Viktor

Rolling over, Leandra’s hand stretched in search of her husband’s warm body. Pouting, she sprang up and raked her fingers through her thick curls. Stretching, she stared at the bath door and smiled. Flicking her wrist in the direction of the ensuite, the door swung open, and steam bellowed out, followed by the sound of her husband cursing as the shower abruptly shut off.

Storming out of the shower, a naked Viktor entered their room. Spotting Leandra sitting naked on the edge of their bed, he paused and raised an eyebrow. “You know if you want my attention… there are easier ways,” he hisses, leaning down to aggressively capture his wife’s soft lips.

“Where’s the fun in that?” she all but purrs as their lips part, wrapping her hands around his neck; she pulls, or rather he allows himself to be pulled onto the bed.

“What about the kids?” he asks as she wraps her long, lean legs around his waist “I set their bedroom door to open into your parents’ house”, came her breathy reply as she felt his hardening length pressing against her inner thigh.

Arching her back, Leandra exhaled a breath moan “I need you… now”, she moaned, wrapping her fingers around his hard, thick length. She begins working him into a frenzy.

Reaching between her thighs, his fingers teasingly caress her wet core. Arching her back, Leandra opens her legs wider, accepting her invite; Viktor’s fingers enter her tight, wet heat. Moaning, she bucks her hips into him ‘Oooh God Vik….’ She moaned.

Holding her lustful gaze, he replaced his fingers with his d**k, feeling her stretch around him was, in Viktor’s opinion, the best feeling in the world. Stilling he kissed her lush lips, taking time; his time. Viktor began to gently thrust and circle his hips.

Pulling out almost all the way, he slammed into her causing Leandra to scream into his mouth, moving his lips to her neck Viktor’s pace quickened, feeling her release was near his thrust became wilder until he too was on the cusp of his own climax, licking and nipping Leandra’s mark he felt tighten around him as she came with guttural scream; mere moments later he too came with a growl.

Rolling to his side, Viktor pulled his wife into his chest, stroking her beck; he let out a deep breath. “How is it you still drive me wild after all this time?” he asked, grabbing her arse.

Smiling, Leandra peppered his chest with kisses.

‘We should tell him.’ Whispered the voice of Leandra’s wolf. ‘And we will, Drea, when we know for sure,’ she replied.

Watching her eyes glaze over, Vik carefully untwined their bodies, admiring her almond-shaped eyes, delicate nose, high cheekbones and teasingly plump lips. He couldn’t help himself, laying a gentle kiss upon her lips. He sighed. ‘How strong and beautiful is our mate.’

Asked Vik’s wolf, Timber. ‘Yes, she’s perfect, even after all these years.’ Whispered Vik as he stared adoringly at the mother of his pups, his Luna and as far as he and his wolf were aware, the most beautiful woman alive.

Blinking her chestnut brown eyes focused on her adoring Alpha, sighing, she reached up and kissed him, moaning into his mouth. Leandra grabbed his arse “None of that; we have a meeting with our fathers this morning”, said Vik, kissing the tip of her nose.

Groaning, Leandra reached between and gently stroked her fingers along his hardening shaft.

Releasing a shaky breath, he kissed her with bruising passion “Are you trying to seduce me, Luna?” he asked, his voice dripping with desire and longing. Smiling, Leandra swept her tongue along his lower lip before pulling him into another kiss. Grinding her hips against his, she moaned and nipped at his lower lip. “I would never, Alpha”, she replied.

Viktor stared at her.

Leandra smiled innocently.

His eyebrow rose.

“What?”

“You are a terrible liar.”

“I am an excellent liar.”

“Which is precisely why I know when you are doing it.”

Laughing, Leandra shoved against his chest. “Go and get dressed before we’re late.”

“We are already late.”

“Then another five minutes won’t hurt.”

A growl rumbled through his chest.

Leandra grinned.

Viktor caught her wrist before she could reach for him again and pressed a kiss to the inside of it.

“Meeting.”

“Fine.”

He released her and climbed from the bed.

Leandra watched him cross towards the ensuite before Drea stirred again.

We should tell him.

Her smile faded.

Not yet.

He is our mate.

And when Melissa knows for certain what she saw, we’ll tell him.

Drea paced uneasily through the back of her mind.

Melissa had been certain Elana was manifesting.

That alone should have been enough to tell Viktor.

But a Death Call?

Leandra wasn’t about to drop that particular bomb into her mate’s lap until they knew exactly what it meant.

Especially when the girl at the centre of it had absolutely no idea what was happening to her.

He won’t like that.

Leandra glanced towards the ensuite.

No. He really f*****g won’t.