Liam

Rage. Frustration. Irritation. Displeasure. Exasperation. Desperation.

My normally sweet and happy mate has been a tidal wave of angry emotions for days now. Between the health precautions she needs to take with her pregnancy and having my father and Declan constantly around, I am worried she is going to snap. Her emotions are becoming so loud and potent; I am having trouble focusing on my own responsibilities. Felix is doing a great job handling the kids during the day, and his mate has even been assisting. Luckily, the boys, Delilah, and Lucas all seem pretty content with the arrangement. It is good too because rogues are coming around once again.

We have yet to see anything serious, but it has Damien and me on high alert at all times. Every time Missy leaves the packhouse, there is a weight in the bottom of my stomach until I see her safely back, even though Maddox is sticking to her like glue. I cannot bring myself to stop her from spending time with other kids her age, though; after so long of only being friends with Vlad, it is refreshing to see her coming out of her shell with others.

“Just so you know, Azalea just booted your father from her office. He is standing outside with a vein in his forehead, ready to pop at her refusal to open the door,” Austin links me. Moments later, he is knocking on the door as he opens it, holding two boxed lunches. Miss Marci has been kind enough to send lunch up to me so I can take it to Azalea most days.

I hung my head. “I’m going,” I said. I need to find a replacement quickly before my father and Declan send her over the edge. They both mean well but were never groomed to be warriors; they are leaders more accustomed to giving orders than following them.

I grabbed the food from Austin as he gave me a commiserate smile. I hurried down the hall to find my father pounding on Azalea’s office door. “Open the door, girl!” he called.

“Dad,” I said, turning his attention.

“Son, you need to get your mate in line. This is outrageous. I am the former Alpha of this pack, and I will not-”

“Be thrown out of the current Luna’s office?” I interrupted. “Dad, Azalea and I oversee the pack. She also runs the Inn, and she is very pregnant with my pup. I need you to chill out. She is not used to an imposing presence. She has had Felix with her for years now, and they have developed an easy relationship.” I tried to placate my father, but his face told me he did not care how my mate wanted things; he would be doing things how he wanted.

“If I am here to ensure her safety, then she cannot interfere with that job,” he growled.

“I get that, Dad, but Felix did that for the last six years without getting on her nerves every day. She’s tired and irritable, and I would like to keep the pup in her as long as possible. So, why don’t you go for the rest of the day, and I will keep her with me,” I said, not bowing down to his authority.

He turned on his heel and stormed down the hall. I sighed and knocked lightly on the door. “He’s gone, baby. Let me in,” I linked her. The door flew open, and Azalea had an indignant look on her face.

“I swear to the Moon Goddess, Liam, I cannot take them anymore!” she thundered.

“I know, baby. I know,” I said. She turned and waddled over to her couch, lowering herself down awkwardly. I couldn’t help but smile at her pregnant ambling. “Do you want some lunch?” I asked her as I moved over to join her.

“Is it pizza?” she asked, sniffing towards the boxes I held. I looked down at the on top labeled ‘Grilled Chicken.’ I set that one down next to me and felt relieved when the second box was labeled ‘Pizza.’ I handed it over to her, and she seemed to brighten up a little. She tore open the box and greedily began to devour the steaming dough. She did a cute little shimmy as she continued to chew her lunch.

“Better?” I asked, popping my own lunch box open.

“A little,” she said. “Are you any closer to finding a replacement for Felix?”

I swallowed guiltily. The truth was Damien and I were not satisfied with anyone on the shortlist of potential candidates from our pack. They were all missing something essential that we haven’t found outside of Felix. “Not yet. But I am working on it….”Belongs to - All rights reserved.

“And the rogue attack last night?” she questioned.

“Only 12. We spared one and have them sequestered in prison to question. I should have a report by dinner,” I told her.

She nodded her head, chewing her pizza thoughtfully. “Anything else keeping you busy for the rest of the day?” Her voice was deceptively airy now.

I raised an eyebrow. “Should something be keeping me busy?”

She set her lunchbox down next to her and pushed herself up from the couch. She moved over towards me slowly. I set aside my lunchbox as her hands rested on my shoulders, and she climbed over my lap, straddling my legs with her round belly putting space in between us.

“I can think of a few things to occupy you, My Alpha. If you aren’t too busy, that is,” she said, her tone husky. I could feel her desire now through our bond.

“And what would those be?” I asked gliding my hands up her thighs to rest on her waist. Horny Azalea was much better than angry Azalea. She answered me by lowering her lips to mine and kissing me keenly. An appreciative growl sounded from the back of my throat.

She pulled away from me, her hooded eyes now regarding me seductively. “You’re a bit overdressed, I think,” she purred. I raised my eyebrows at her as her hands wandered to the bottom of my shirt and slowly pushed it up.

“For what?” I questioned her, unable to stop the smirk on my face. She didn’t answer; instead, she started kissing along my jaw as my shirt made its way up my chest. She pulled insistently until I allowed her to remove it from me altogether. She had an excited gleam in her eye as she looked over her handy work, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.

Her h**s moved backward, sliding off my lap. In the process, she bent forward, her swollen breasts threatening to spill from the low-cut dress she wore. Her fingers came to the waistband of my pants, and she looked up at me through her long lashes as her fingers deftly unbuttoned them. She raised an expectant eyebrow at me.

I lifted my h**s just enough so she could pull my pants and boxer briefs down. She bit her l*p with an excited look on her face as she took in my appearance, my c**k already coming to attention for her. Her soft hand gripped my shaft, squeezing slightly before she began languidly pumping. I watched with a heated gaze, and she slowly lowered her mouth to my head, her eyes connected with mine. Her lids fluttered shut as she sucked me into her mouth, and I sucked in a breath at the sensation.

“Little Luna,” I growled, watching her head begin to bob up and down as she worked her tongue and lips over me. I could feel her lips twitch into a cocky smile. She pumped her soft fist up and down my length in sync with her mouth. Gavin started pushing in my mind, trying to take control and get to our mate.

“No,” I told him, trying to enjoy Azalea’s work.

“Yes,” he said, pushing harder.

I tried to stuff him back while I watched Azalea move. She slowly picked up speed, sucking slightly harder and letting her teeth gently graze the top of my d**k as she pulled back. I let my head fall back with a satisfied g***n. Goddess, she has the most perfect mouth.

She hummed, sending fireworks through me and bringing me closer to release. Her other hand came up to massage my balls as she picked up her pace even more. I brought my hand to the back of her head, pushing gently as she moved, making her take me deeper into her throat. I could feel her throat clench as my c**k choked her a bit, in turn making me twitch. I was getting close.

“Faster,” I g*****d, and she listened immediately. Her head bobbed faster as I continued to push her down. She removed her fist, giving my c**k the opportunity to enter her warm mouth entirely. After a few pumps, she relaxed her throat, and I could feel myself hitting the back of it. My o****m was building now, and I could feel myself tightening.

“Oh, Little Luna,” I grunted. She didn’t let up her pace, taking my whole length down her throat. Finally, I felt it; my hand gripped the back of her head and held it tight to my pelvis as I pulsed into her waiting mouth over and over. She squirmed against me for a moment before I finally let her go, having finished completely. She wiped her mouth and looked up at me with a hooded gaze, her heart racing.

I leaned forward, grabbing her face and smashing my lips to hers. I pulled her back up and over me. Once she was back over my lap, I started pulling her dress up over her head. I couldn’t stop the hum of approval that escaped my chest as my eyes moved down over her delicate, pregnant figure. Her breasts were almost spilling from the cups of her bra. I pulled down the material, releasing them before I quickly grabbed one of her perky n*****s into my mouth. I sucked hard as her fingers threaded through my hair. I reached back, releasing the clasp of the unnecessary garment while I kissed, sucked, and nipped at the bouncy flesh.

“Liam,” she m****d my name, her head falling back.

“Mmmm. I’ve occupied that mouth; now what about here,” I said, sliding my finger along the damp fabric over her slit.

“Yes,” she said breathily. I grip her h**s tightly, and she grabs onto my shoulders, her nails biting into the flesh slightly. I smile as I turn us and flip her gently onto her back so she is lying on the couch. Her pale skin is already flushed light pink, and I can see the wetness over her cotton panties. I pull them from her body, softly kissing up her legs as I remove the last barrier before throwing it somewhere in her office. I run a finger over her glistening lips before bringing it to my mouth and tasting her arousal while locking eyes with her. Her eyes darken, and her cheeks get even redder.

“My favorite,” I growled. She spread her legs a little more, beckoning me forward. I hover over her, running the head of my c**k up and down her wetness, teasing her. She bucked her h**s expectantly. The heat radiating from her is enough to warm the whole room.

I slipped my shaft slowly into her, watching her eyes roll back as I slowly fill her up. She is so tight, like a glove made specifically for me. I g*****d as her tiny body trembles slightly under me. She reached up, pulling me down to her, her mouth finding mine. She kissed me hungrily while her h**s begin to buck beneath me. I chuckled as she tried to take what she wants.

I took mercy on her, gripping one of her silky thighs in one hand and her face in the other. I began to move my h**s slowly but deeply, rocking back and forth into her. She m****d unintelligibly into my mouth; I love the effect I have on her.

“More,” she begged, moving her h**s to meet my thrusts. I picked up my pace, moving into her a bit harder. I have to remember she is very pregnant, and I have to be careful. “More,” she begged. She gripped my h**s, pulling me to her even more.

I slowed down again, leaning back into her lips. I kissed her softly. “Patience, Little Luna,” I tell her. She whimpered, so I start moving again, fast enough to please her but not enough to hurt her. She leaned herself forward, her mouth coming to the sensitive spot on my neck where her mark should be. She clamped down hard with her teeth, eliciting a low growl from me. Gavin used the opportunity to push forward, taking me out of the driver’s seat.

Azalea

I released my teeth from Liam’s neck to realize his expression had changed. A dangerous smirk played on his lips. “Hello, Little Mate,” he said as his arms snatched me up. I gasped as I was lifted from the couch, my legs tightening around him automatically. He devoured my mouth as he moves towards the wall. I gasped as my back collides with the wall.

“More?” he growled. I nod, and he immediately starts to move, pounding into me deliciously. High-pitched m***s leave my lips as Gavin barrels into me, pushing me higher and higher. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and dug my nails into his shoulder blades, holding onto him tightly. Each thrust brings me closer. “Bite,” he grunted. I find the sensitive spot on his neck once again, clamping down hard. A guttural m**n vibrated from within his chest, adding to the punishing pace.

A pleasurable thrill ran down my spine as my abdomen began to clench. “Yes, Little Mate,” Gavin chanted. Now it’s his turn to bite my marking spot, and I screamed as it instantly sends me over the edge. Wave after wave of pulsing pleasure racks through me as Gavin rides me through my o****m, finally finding his own end after what seemed like forever. He pushed me into the wall, leaning his forehead against it over my shoulder as we both catch our breaths and calm.

When he finally looked up again, I saw that Liam is back with me. His face immediately scowled as he takes my weight in his arms again. “Little Luna,” he scolded. “Did you do that on purpose?”

“No,” I told him honestly. “But I am not complaining.”

He scowled. He walked back over to the couch and set me down gently before moving over to the desk. He dug out a pack of wet wipes before coming back over to me. “I don’t want to be that rough with you. I want to be careful,” he said, his eyes moving down to my round belly.

It’s my turn to scowl. “I can handle some s*x, Liam,” I told him. He pulled a few wipes from the pack before handing them to me so I can clean up as well.

“I just don’t want to send you into early labor, baby,” he said more gently now. My mood softened a bit.

“Alright,” I agreed. “But as soon as I am cleared after this baby is born, you better let up.”

He smiled with a stifled laugh. “Alright,” he said, handing me my dress and panties. “Now that we have worked some of that out, do you want anything?”

“Hmmmm,” I hummed. “Cucumbers and-”

“Cranberry juice?” he laughed. I nodded, giving him a happy smile.

“Pizza, s*x, then vegetables. Alright, give me just a few minutes,” he said, pulling his pants up and grabbing his shirt. He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips. “Stay here,” he warned seriously. He waited for me to nod before he stood up and headed towards the door.

I cleaned up and got dressed while waiting for Liam to bring back my snack. Deciding I was done working for the day, I got up and moved over to my desk to gather up the files that I had thrown down angrily when I kicked Robert out. As I bent over the desk, I felt an intense pain surge through me.

“Ahhh,” I gritted. The door opened as I clutched my stomach in pain. Instantly, Liam was at my side. I began breathing heavily again.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he asks quickly, fear clear on his face.

“Cramp,” I manage to say through my clenched teeth. The pain begins to recede, and I let out a long, steadying breath. “I’m okay,” I tell him. He keeps his arm around me and walks me back over to the couch.

“Are you sure?” he asks. But I don’t get to answer as pain clutches my sides again.