“I’m still not used to this.” She frowned. “And then there’s the question of whether me observing the future affects the future. Or if I can change it. There’s so much I don’t know.”

“Sure, but you’re learning, and you’ll get there,” I said encouragingly. “I mean, you saw me tripping on the rug, right?”

“Yeah.”

“See?” I said, beaming as I turned to look at her. “I told you that you were getting better.”

She gave a quick smile that didn’t fully reach her eyes. “It just seems like it’s not enough,” she said. “I mean, if these visions are getting stronger, that means Dad and Jason are looking for me. I thought these visions were supposed to be helpful. What’s the point of having them if all they’re doing is saying, ‘Oh, hey, this thing is going to happen, and there’s nothing you can do about it?”

“You don’t know that’s the case,” I said, trying to placate her. “All you know are the basics right now. This is all new. Hell, you only found out you were psychic a handful of days ago.”

Iris groaned, shaking her head. “God. In the last two months, I got kidnapped, found out the guy I liked is part wolf, found out I was psychic and got pregnant with twins.” She sighed, then leaned against me, seeking support and comfort. “I just want things to settle into something resembling normal. It’s too much.”

I wrapped my arms around her. “I know, baby,” I said, stroking her hair. “It’s a lot. But you’re also one of the strongest people I know, and I have every faith you’re going to get out of this okay.”

I pulled back so I could kiss her. The feel of her lips against mine was enough to stir my wolf, sending new hunger through me.

“You know,” I said slowly, kissing her neck and nibbling her ear the way I knew she liked. She sighed, sinking into me a little. “If you’re stressed, I can think of several ways to relieve that tension.”

“Is that so?”

“Mhm.” I looked at her, smirking, then raised an eyebrow. “Have you been in the hot tub yet?”

“I don’t think I have.”

“Then why don’t you join me? I’m sure there are plenty of ways we can enjoy each other’s company in there.”

“I don’t think I have a bathing suit,” she said with that delightful wicked gleam in her eyes.

“Damn.” I snapped my fingers. “I guess you’ll just have to go nude, then.”

A few minutes later, the hot tub was roaring contentedly, jets on full blast, our towels resting on hooks nearby. Iris sighed, looking out at the view. The water droplets running down her bare back somehow accentuated her beauty, the water making her curves softer and even more appealing.

“You really picked an amazing house,” she said. “And not just because it’s secluded enough that we can skinny-dip in your hot tub.”

“The view’s definitely what sold it for me,” I said. I ran a finger along her back, tracing the water droplets there. She arched her back instinctively, letting out a soft sigh. “But honestly, right now? I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about it.”

“Is that so?” She turned to look at me. The sun caught her in such a way that she looked like she was glowing. I moved to sit next to her, my hand cupping her cheek. My thumb stroked her lower lip as I stared at her.

“There’s something far more beautiful a lot closer to me,” I said.

She groaned and rolled her eyes, even as they sparkled with delight and mischief. “Did you really just use that godawful pickup line?”

“Maybe.” I raised an eyebrow. “Did it work?”

She laughed, then wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned in to kiss me. Her lips were firm and confident, giving no hint of her earlier anxiety. I wrapped my arms around her, letting the kiss deepen. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, tasting her as my hands roamed her naked body beneath the water, caressing her stomach that was just beginning to show.

My hand went to her ass and squeezed as my other hand held her head in place. My cock started stiffening, and I growled, needing more of her.

I rolled us over, and water sloshed over the side of the tub as the jets still bubbled around us. My fingers slipped inside her with ease and began stroking. She moaned into my mouth, her body writhing deliciously against me. Her hand went to my cock and began stroking gently, matching rhythm with my own fingers.

My thumb pressed against her clit, and she jerked as if trying to writhe away. But I held the back of her neck, my fingers still pumping in and out of her pussy, holding her in place, making it impossible for her to wriggle away as I sped up. She squealed, her mouth still locked against mine. Her hands forgot all about my cock as she gripped my shoulders, her body squirming beneath my touch. I kept going, my fingers gliding in and out of her with no resistance. Her entire body tensed as she squealed again and writhed against me in delight. I kept moving, my fingers pumping in and out of he as her muscles tightened. I could smell how close she was, her arousal mixing with her scent, and it was enough to make my wolf grow hungry with his own need. He wanted every inch of the human woman currently pinned beneath us.

She unraveled beneath me, screaming even as my mouth remained locked on hers, her body squirming and bucking as she rode the orgasm. I kept pumping until her ragged breaths slowed and she began to relax. Finally, I released her.

“You all right?” I asked.

She gave a breathless laugh, her eyes still filled with lust as her body continued to twitch. “Definitely all right,” she said. Then her eyes landed on my cock, still erect beneath the water. “But I could be better.”