Page 33 of Gabe's Lone Wolf

“Only a tutu?” she murmured.

“That could be arranged.”

“And on that note, I’m going to run herd on these three and get out of your hair.” Simon caught my eye and winked just as the boys ran back in.

It took ten minutes and several trips back to the bedroom to find forgotten items that were must-haves for the kids before they were all three loaded into Uncle Simon’s truck and heading down the road.

“What was that wink about?” Eliza asked as we headed back into the house. “Did you set all this up?”

“Having a night alone with my beautiful mate, with no kids underfoot, so I can have more than a quickie? Hell, yes, I did.”

She leaned in and kissed me, sliding her hands down my sides before dipping her fingers inside my jeans and running them around until she hit the button.

“Before we go any further, there’s something I want to show you.”

“I’ve seen it,” she assured me, cupping my erection through my jeans and giving it a squeeze. “I’m a fan. Big fan. Number one fan.”

I chuckled. “You’re my only fan, baby.”

“Damn straight,” she agreed. “Now, give me.”

She jumped on me, wrapping her legs around my waist while she licked and nibbled her way up my neck. Within minutes, we had her pants and underwear off one leg and my jeans around my ankles. She gripped my cock then lowered herself on it. I backed her against the wall and rode her hard and fast. We both came with a yell. She had one hand pressed against the wall and the other gripping my shoulder tight. Her head was leaned back, face to the ceiling as she gasped for breath. My head was buried in her shoulder as I continued licking at the spot I’d bit during orgasm.

“I thought we were forgoing the quickie.”

“Mmm,” she moaned. “I love our quickies.”

“I love you.”

“I love you. I especially love the things you do for me. Like building the house of my dreams.”

“You know?”

“I’ve known from the start. Who do you think nudged them into the subtle changes in the kitchen?”

I laughed even as I shook my head. I should know by now that nothing got past my woman.

“Well, maybe, you’d like to go look at it together.”

I squeezed her ass and almost fell as I tried to take a step. We finally made it into the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes on the way to the bathroom. We had another quickie in the shower, and I was primed and ready to go again by the time we got to the house. I grabbed a blanket out of the back and carried it inside with us.

Her breath caught as soon as she pushed open the door, one hand flying up to cup over her mouth as she took in everything I’d done. For her. For us. And the family I knew she wanted to continue adding to. We did make beautiful babies.

“You did all this?”

The question was whispered as she took in everything. The candlelight, the rose petals that trailed through the sprawling ranch house. I took her hand, linking our fingers as I led her through the empty rooms toward the one room that already had a king size bed in it. I grinned as she pointed out where things would go and mentioned things we would need to get. I loved her excitement.

Gone was the woman on the run. The lone wolf with no pack to stand beside her. She’d flourished and grown since joining the James Pack. I made sure she knew every day how much I loved her. She was my whole world.

She stopped in the bedroom door.

“You bought a new bed.”

I kissed her neck, wrapping my arms around and resting my palms on her belly.

“I thought we could christen it tonight. Get started on the next addition to our family.”

“Thea needs a little sister,” Eliza agreed.

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