Page 27 of Bonded Beyond Regret

Even though my wolf and I grumble when Aisley lets go of my hand, we don’t try to stop her from rushing toward Nyx. “I’m so sorry, Mommy,” her words drip with sincerity. “I wanted to goand see Sammy and didn’t think about telling you. I should have. I’m sorry I worried you.”

My females wrap each other up in their arms and I lean against the doorway to watch the scene unfold. When I can’t stand not being apart of it anymore, I close the distance to them and wrap them both in my arms. I kiss the top of Nyx’s and then Aisley’s head.

We hold each other for a long moment. The feeling of family washes over me. I want to keep this feeling for the rest of my life. I have a feeling that even in death I won’t be able to let go of it. How could I?

As we release each other, Nyx looks at me with admiration and gratefulness on her face. I’m glad that she doesn’t resent me stepping in with Aisley. She could and it would be totally within her rights. Nyx has been a single mom to Aisley for a while now. I kiss her forehead, hoping she can feel how much I appreciate her and her trust.

“I’m going to look in the freezer and then I’m going to go out and play,” Aisley crows. She pauses and winces slightly before adding on, “If that’s okay?”

Nyx chuckles softly and nods her head. Aisley pulls us both over to the giant industrial freezer. When I open it, we find it fully stocked like I knew it would be.

It takes Aisley thirty seconds to decide and declare, “I pick Cookies and Cream!”

She’s out the door without even looking back and I watch her go. All I can do is laugh and grin.

When I look at Nyx, she has tears in her eyes and my heart stops. I pull her into my arms, feeling frantic.

I blurt, “What’s wrong, Nyx? Are you okay? I’m so sorry that she came up to see me without telling you first. The moment I asked her about telling you, she got upset and knew she messed up. I didn’t yell at her or anything. Or is this about the ice cream? I told her it had to be for after dinner tonight.”

“No,” Nyx sobs and presses her face against my chest, “it’s not that at all, Samuel.”

Before I can think twice about it, I pick her up and rush out the kitchen and up to the Alpha suite. I don’t stop until we’re in my bedroom, the one I hope to share with her someday soon and sit her on the edge. I sink down to my knees and cup her face in my hands.

“Then, what is it?” There’s a plea in my voice, “Your tears are killing me, little warrior.”

“You just stepped in, and it was such a dad thing to do,” her voice wobbles slightly and I swallow hard, unsure if this is a good thing or not. “The moment she came into the kitchen, it was clear you didn’t scold her or make her feel overly bad about it. You taught her and she listened to you.” She lets out a shuddering breath. “It’s a good thing, a very good thing.”

I swallow hard and nod slowly, her words sinking and taking up residence in my heart and soul. It feels like soaring. “Are you sure it’s okay?”

As her hands come up to cup my jaw, her eyes, the gold flecks sparkling, bore into mine. “It’s more than okay. You love her,” she gently pushes me, and I nod. “She deserves to have your love.”

“She’s not the only one,” I murmur.

Before our next breath, I’m taking her mouth in a brutal kiss. It feels like forever since I kissed her even though that is far from the truth. There’s a feral need that grows between us when I nip on her bottom lip, and she moans into my mouth. I take full advantage and deepen the kiss, our tongues swirling together. I allow her to control the kiss for a moment, but then I take over.

Nyx melts into me and I gently lay her back on the bed. I know she’s not ready to have sex, but the need to give her pleasure is too big to ignore. Fuck, I need to taste her. My wolf is drooling in my mind with the thought of finding out what she tastes like finally.

“Wait,” she mumbles and pushes against my chest.

I shush her, my voice reassuring, “I know you’re not ready for sex, Nyx, and that’s okay. But I need to please you. Will you let me make you feel good?”

Her back arches and her hips lift from the bed as she groans, “Yes, please.”

I move slowly, giving her time to stop me as I strip her leggings and panties from her legs. My cock feels like a fucking steel pipe in my jeans, but I ignore it. This isn’t about me; this is all about her.

It’s not like I’m not going to enjoy it because I know I am.

I kiss and lick down my woman’s body and then nip at her hard nipple through her shirt. My hands slide up and down the outside of her thighs and can feel the goosebumps all over her skin. When I slide down her body, she props herself up on her elbows.

The look on her face is eager and it’s hard to tear my eyes away from her. But I need to see. I suck in a sharp breath as Ilook down at her pretty pink pussy adorned with a landing strip on her mound. Using my thumbs, I spread the lips of her pussy. Her arousal glistens on her flesh, showing me just how turned on and needy she is.

Unable to take it a moment longer, I dive between her thighs and swipe my tongue from her hole to her clit. The moment I taste her, I become fucking ravenous. I eat Nyx’s pussy like a starving man.

Because I am.

For her.

Always for her.

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