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With my hands on her hips, I kept the pace steady, even when I felt my balls start to tighten. She'd primed me well with her mouth, and I was ready to blow. But not before she came. I clenched my jaw, willing my self-control to hold on as I reached between us. My fingers found her clit in seconds, and it was like she'd been shocked as soon as I stroked it once, the electric pleasure adding to the slow, rolling ecstasy from where I was fucking her.
“Just like that,” she praised, the muscles in her arms straining as she held on to the table for dear life. “Just like that, Alpha.”
I would have given her anything in that moment, would have taken her anywhere, and bought her whatever she wanted. And the only thing she wanted was my fingers working her clit while I pounded her pussy, her body tensing and her cries increasing in pitch until, with one final push, her climax crashed over her.
She shook beneath me, and her inner walls clenched tight, but I didn't stop. Instead, I sped up, chasing the pleasure for myself. Rhie didn't seem to mind, her head hanging as she moaned through the aftershocks. It wasn't long before the pressure burst and my release rushed through me, making me shudder.
I pumped her full of come, the bond between us glowing bright gold, and I felt the satisfaction on both ends. It was like coming home.
As soon as my cock slipped free, and the come had a chance to drip from her pussy, I pulled her up and turned her in my arms. She was flushed, her cheeks red and her eyes glittering, and her hair was a mess, but I'd never seen anything more beautiful.
“You're perfect,” I whispered, leaning forward to kiss her. “And you're mine.”
She sighed, sagging against my chest, and for a moment, I felt her relax and let go.
“I know,” she finally replied. “I'm yours.”
Chapter 21 - Rhie
The yoga ball made a loud, rude squeak every time Nayeli shifted her hips, and it was impossible to ignore. I wasn’t the only one trying to stifle a laugh, either. Kiera tried to cover hers with a cough, while Gwen had clamped a hand over her mouth. It had been going on for over ten minutes at that point, and they were all on the brink of losing it.
“I swear to God,” Nayeli grumbled, steadying herself and bouncing gently, “Kiera, if you lied about this helping to induce labor, I’m never speaking to you again.”
“I promise,” Kiera said, wiping unshed tears of laughter from her eyes. “It worked for me when I was pregnant with Kit. Just be patient!”
“I’ve been patient!” the heavily pregnant Luna snapped. “I’ve tried walking, eating spicy food, drinking all the stupid tea you keep making me, and nothing is working. Are you positive you haven’t found a spell to bring labor on?”
Gwen shook her head. “Even if we did, no one would dream of using a spell on the pregnant Shadowbay Luna. Scott would start a civil war over it.”
“She’s just not ready yet. She’s stubborn like her mother,” Kiera tried to assure her as she lit a candle in the center of the spell circle that the three of us sat around, while Nayeli observed from her ball. “Now bounce quietly, please. We’re trying to work.”
Being the least experienced with pregnancy or children out of the lot of us, I was content to sit on my floor cushion and watch the spelled candle flames blow in a nonexistent breeze. Gwen and Kiera had called me over to practice and show them what I’d learned, and we’d gathered at Nayeli’s so she didn’t feelleft out. No one was sure if she should be using magic so close to giving birth, so we erred on the side of caution and let her be our observer instead.
My nerves weren’t nearly as raw as they had been during our other training sessions. The worst had already happened when I broke Brian’s arm, but I’d been able to control my power afterwards and move forward. It gave me confidence that even if I made a mistake, it wouldn’t be anything catastrophic or that I couldn’t handle.
The witches ran me through the starter spells I’d been learning, and they all clapped when I levitated a glowing crystal four feet above the center of the circle. With just a wave of my hand, I extinguished the candles and relit them once more, my hands glowing softly.
“You really are getting better,” Nayeli offered from her ball. “You’re trusting yourself. That’s one of the most important lessons to master.”
I smiled shyly, looking down, the praise unfamiliar, “It still feels like I’m just pretending sometimes.”
“But you’re not,” Kiera bumped her shoulder against mine, “You’re doing it, just like we are. You’re one of us.” Then, with a mischievous grin. “Jayce must besoooproud.”
I blushed. Talking about my relationship was even more unfamiliar than casting magic.
“Thinking about him right now, huh?” Gwen teased. “He must be pretty spectacular to make you blush so easily.”
“I just—” I let the magic go, dropping my hands to my sides. “I mean, he is. Spectacular, I mean. But it’s more than that.”
“He’s cute,” Nayeli offered.
“Yeah, but more than that, too. It’s like…a feeling when I’m with him. Safety, belonging, I don’t know…I’ve been on the fringes for so long, I don’t know how to handle being the center of someone’s positive attention.”
“It’s different,” Gwen said softly, “with a mate. The understanding and connection are so much deeper.”
I nodded, “It is. Jayce is…good to me. I guess I just need to convince myself that I deserve it.”
The truth settled heavily, and for a second, I was afraid I’d said too much, gone too deep into all the things that tore me up inside. They all knew I’d been an outcast, but I tried not to wear my past heartbreaks on my sleeve.
