Page 191 of The Delta's Rogue
Before I can get lost in it, before I can feed my kiss-starved soul, he breaks away from me and spins me out of the blanket and towards the forest.
“You better run fast,” he teases, stalking after me as I take off into the trees. “Because I’m not giving you a head start this time.”
“How’d you know tocome outside when I shifted?” I ask Sebastian.
We meander around the far side of the Crescent Lake shore, heading towards Wesley and Haven’s house. The lake is as smooth as glass. Not even a ripple of wind disturbs its surface.
We walk hand in hand under the near-dawn sky, dressed in spare clothes from a tree on the pack’s border—me in an oversized T-shirt and some nylon gym shorts, and Sebastian in a too small pair of black sweats that cling a little too tightly to his ass and thighs.
I glance at them, eyeballing the muscles and how the fabric hugs them, licking my lips a little as I do.
Está para chuparse los dedos. He is finger-licking good.
“Was the quickie against the tree not enough for you?” Sebastian wiggles his eyebrows.
I dart in front of him, with my hands clasped behind my back and my chin tilted up so I can bat my eyelashes at him. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
His hands rest on my hips, and he lowers his face to mine. “That feeling is mutual, Little Rogue.”
He kisses me. While our lips meet and his hands rest on my body, he doesn’t let any other part of us touch. He keeps a space the length of a hand between us.
I strain against his hold, trying to get closer to him so he’ll wrap me in his perfect embrace and shield me from the world with his towering body, but he doesn’t yield to my demands.
He chuckles into our kiss, then backs away, slipping his hand into mine once more. “Haven mindlinked me,” he confesses. “She commanded me to wake up through the link and then told me to join you both outside. She didn’t tell me why, though. If she’d told me what she was trying…”
“Would you really have stopped her?”
He sighs and glances at me sideways. “No. I know how much you wanted your lycan back, and I know how much she wanted to help us. You.”
We walk in silence again after that. I take in the scenery, memorizing all the little details. Crescent Lake won’t be our home, but it’s part of him and it’s part of our story. This is the place that shaped him and made him the male he is today. His friends and family are all here, and I’m sure we’ll visit as often as is feasible.
He veers us away from the lake and down a newer path that winds through the dense trees, until we reach a gorgeous cabin with a huge front porch and large windows on the upper floors that look straight out into the trees.
“Wow,” I exhale. “That’s impressive.”
“What’s more impressive is that Wesley kept it a secret from Haven for over a year while it was being built.”
I smirk as we climb the porch stairs. “You Stone males sure do like grand gestures.”
He smiles in response and reaches for the door. It opens before he can grab the handle, and Wesley stands framed in the doorway. His brow raises as he surveys our secondhand clothing that doesn’t fit, and his nose wrinkles at the scent of sex that clings to both of us.
He crosses his arms and stares down his nose at us. “Well, while you two were off practicing how to make a baby, my mate gave birth to ours.”
Wesley tries to appear annoyed that we’re so late and that we took the time to have a quickie while Haven was in labor, but a zealous smile breaks through his act, and his brown eyes glitter with pride and happy tears.
“I’m a dad.” His expression shifts once more as the realization hits him. “I’m a dad,” he repeats in a whisper.
Sebastian grins at him as Wesley runs his hand down his face, trying to hide the tears threatening to spill over his eyelids. Sebastian pulls Wesley in for a hug, his hand gripping mine as he gives his brother the emotional support he needs at this moment.
“Congratulations, Wesley.” Sebastian pats Wesley’s back. “I know you’ve dreamed of this day for a long time.”
Wesley’s smile is tear-filled as he nods his response and moves to let us inside. “Haven wanted a little more time before seeing everyone, and Selene is cleaning everything up. I offered to help, but they both shooed me away so I could tell you all the good news. When Haven is ready, I’ll take you upstairs to introduce you.”
We follow him into the living room, where Cassandra and Nolan sit on the floor in front of the massive stone fireplace with Cav curled into a ball next to them.
“I told you we should have run here.” Cassandra glances at Nolan.
I laugh as he sighs and lowers his mouth to her ear, whispering something quick—and probably dirty—to her that has a blush forming on her cheeks.
