Page 87 of Sigma
“I think I should go to the bunker. Restrain myself.”
She frowns.
“I don’t know if we got off lucky or if… if things are different. I just can’t risk hurting you.”
She looks hurt right now. But she gets to her feet and dusts her legs off.
“I need to shower. I’m all…” She looks down.
Her thighs are wet. With semen. Semen from me and from my wolf.
“You came in me repeatedly in both forms. Both of your forms in both of mine. What does that mean? He licked my mate mark, too. He knows who I am to you now. Do you… do we… did we make a baby tonight?”
I saw and felt both forms of hers. Both forms belong to me. And him. I could become a father.
“I need to lock myself down, beautiful. I’m sorry… I just… don’t know if he’ll come back.”
I kiss her and strap the muzzle on. I must have shifted before I got it fastened last time. Thank fuck she’s still whole.
She looks disappointed, but she nods.
“I’ll see you in the morning.” I grab her hand and squeeze it.
I turn to go, but she calls out, “Jared?”
I face her.
“I love you,” she says.
She’s standing in front of me, illuminated by moonlight, crying.
I have no choice but to take the muzzle off so I can pull her close and kiss her again. Hold her close. Fill my lungs with her.
And I’m suddenly purring again while she’s burrowing into my chest. Purring like I’ve done it every day since I met her. Like I’m supposed to be able to do.
Fuck. It feels monumental. My wolf didn’t just share her with me; it gave me the ability to purr for her. A gift – to us both.
But I feel like I’m tempting Fate by standing here too long.
I break our embrace and say, “I love you, Cicely Stone.”
Her eyes fill with more emotion. Her love for me radiates from her.How did I get so lucky?
I keep talking. “I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone or anything. I wish I could sleep beside you tonight. Every night. I want babies with you. As many as you can give me. And I hope we made a healthy one tonight, hope somehow this is a miracle that we’ve both been hoping for. But we can’t risk it without knowing more. I’ll see you in the morning.” I kiss her plush lips again, kiss the mate mark, and pull the muzzle back on, strapping it up quickly as I head to the bunker, leaving the outside door open but closing the gate and locking it.
Not long after I’ve got myself restrained, she rattles the bars.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Let me in,” she demands.
“Babe…”
“Let me in!”
She’s got two pillows and the comforter from our bed. She’s showered and dressed in a tracksuit. She also brought me a bottle of water.
“Where are the weapons?” I ask.
