Page 254 of Secret Shifters Next Door

I stood, sliding my pants the rest of the way off, and quickly yanked her panties down. Celina looked at me as I pulled her to me. My cock slipped into her pussy, and I felt at home. I groaned in satisfaction. Celina sighed out a breath and wrapped her hands around my upper arms, nodding at me.

I thrust my hips up, burying my entire cock inside her. My eyes almost rolled back in my head, she felt so good. I did it again and again, moving faster with each thrust. I lowered my head and took one of her nipples in my mouth as I fucked her. Celina’s fingers trailed up my arms and twined in my hair, pulling my head closer to her chest.

I sucked her nipples, matching the rhythm of my hips, and her breathing became heavier. I could tell she was getting close. Not only could I feel and hear what her body was doing, but I could actually sense it. Our bond was so deep that I could almost experience her pleasure. I raised myself and put a hand between us, rubbing her clit with my thumb as I slammed into her.

“Fuck,” Celina murmured and arched her back, pushing her hips toward my hand and cock.

I moved faster, feeling sweat begin to sheen on my skin. Celina’s face went red, veins bulging at her neck, mouth dropping open in an ‘oh’ of ecstasy. She shuddered as she came. I wanted to give her more, wasn’t ready for this to be over. I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her. On my knees on the floor, I positioned her so she was sitting on my lap, her legs wrapped around me. She put her arms around my neck, and rested her head on my shoulder, whimpering for me to go faster.

We rocked together, my cock deep, my hips grinding against her clit as we moved. I moved my hands down her sweaty back and clutched her gorgeous ass in my hands. My strength allowed me to lift her up and down on my dick. I couldn’t even makeout the words she was saying as I felt my own climax building. I thrust into her as fast as I could, our skin slippery with sweat. Then, like a bomb going off, I felt the explosion of pleasure. It erupted from my balls and pelvis and cascaded down the full length of my cock. I shouted, unable to control myself as my orgasm slammed into me—the strongest of my entire life. Celina dug her nails into my back and clenched her thighs around my waist as she came a second time.

I slid myself in and out of her, slower, letting myself feel every moment of climax. Celina pulled herself close to me, and I cradled her in my arms.

“Holy shit,” she whispered.

“Yeah…same.” I gasped.

“I love you, Miles.”

I tightened the embrace we were already in. “I love you too, Celina. More than anything.”

THIRTY-THREE

CELINA

The frigid February weather outside was warm compared to the iciness in my gut. My eyes probably looked like saucers as I stared down at the thing in my hands. Turning, I sat on the edge of Tate and Harley’s bathtub, shock running through my body. In my hands, the pregnancy test was showing, in bright unmistakable color, that I was pregnant.

Out in the living room, I heard everyone laughing. It was good to hear them all having a good time, especially when we all knew what the next few months would bring. So much uncertainty, so much danger. That’s why this news didn’t fill me with as much joy as it should have. I loved Miles, and the thought of starting a family with him should have filled me with happiness. The idea of having a child and giving them the life I never had––comfort, love, acceptance, and happiness. I’d dreamed of that for years, but the timing couldn’t have been worse. There was no guarantee any of us would survive whatever Antonio was planning.

I took the test and wrapped it in toilet paper so no one would see it, then dumped it in the trash. There was another in the box. Harley had given it to me a week before. I’d let her know that ever since New Year’s, I’d been having bouts of nausea andvomiting. I’d assumed I was developing IBS or a gluten allergy. Harley had eyed me skeptically and asked if I’d considered the possibility of pregnancy. I hadn’t. Miles and I had…well…been having a lot of fun. But I think we were both still in that mindset of a human/shifter relationship. Miles said what had happened with Tate and Harley was a one-in-ten-million chance, and more than likely exacerbated by the curse. Neither of us had really been worried about getting pregnant, hence the lack of protection, even though it was now a shifter/shifter relationship.

She’d given me the box of tests the next day. “Just to rule anything out,” she’d said. It was only then that I started to think about it and realized I’d missed at least one period.

Now, standing there in her bathroom, trying to work up the courage to go out to the living room, I knew her hunch had been correct. I took a deep, steadying breath and stepped out of the bathroom. I walked to the couch and saw Miles, a beer in his hand, laughing at a joke Jordyn had told. Tate had the girl in a playful chokehold, so it must have been at his expense. I sat next to Miles and put a hand on his leg.

He glanced over at me, and must have seen something on my face. “Are you okay?”

I tried my best to smile, but even without seeing it, I knew it must have looked fake. “I’m good, yeah.”

I looked across the room at Harley. The woman caught my eye and raised a questioning eyebrow. I gave her a slight nod. Harley smiled at me—it was a real smile, but filled with anxiety. Like me, she knew things were going to get crazy over the next few months. The last thing I wanted was for Miles to go into battle against the hunters with one more thing on his mind. He’d already be worried about coming home to me. How much worse would he be distracted by the idea of leaving his child fatherless? I saw the pain he was in by not being able to be with his own parents. That would weigh on him. I did my best to relax into thesofa and sink into the background. I was good at that, and for once, it was a blessing.

Jared was there as well. He was in the kitchen joking with Blayne and Steff. He was still coming to terms with everything that had happened to him, but Tate was a fantastic mentor. He was nothing like the brainwashed and abused man who’d tried to strangle the life out of me. It had taken Miles longer to warm up to him than the others—based solely on his attempt to murder me—but even he had realized that wasn’t who Jared really was. Antonio and his team of scientists had warped and twisted Jared. He was a gentle and calm person once he’d gotten away from the hunters and came under the influence of an alpha dragon. It was another reason to fear Antonio. That monster was capable of anything.

Later on, after dinner, I went outside and sat on the swing on their back porch. The cold cut through my coat and chilled me, but it exhilarated me. I’d been so hot inside. It had only been an hour, and I already was feeling the stress of the secret. A minute after I got out there, Miles joined me.

He sat and put an arm around me. “Remember, a couple months ago, when you said for me not to hide anything from you?”

My stomach dropped. “Uh…yeah.”

He turned his head and raised an eyebrow. “Well?”

“It’s nothing, really. I only?—”

“Please don’t try to lie to me, Celina. Remember, we can get flashes of each other’s emotions. I know something is bothering you.”

I sighed and twisted my hands together. “Okay, something is, but it’s not important. Seriously, it can wait.”

“Anything that upsets you is important. You’re feelings matter. If I can help with whatever it is, then I’m going to. No matter what’s going on, you’ll always be my first priority.”

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