Beauty in Winter (Beauty #4)

“The pack has never been better,” Ron says as we make it into the clearing.

We had a pack run this afternoon, and it always creates a feeling of bonding between pack members. I look up and see Fiona sitting on a blanket by the tree, the sunshine spread out around her. Her belly is starting to show, and it makes me feel so much more possessive of her.

She’s playing with our son as he giggles up at her, and a few of the other females in the pack sit with her. She looks up at me, like she can smell I’m near, and I watch as her eyes roam over my bare chest. I’m a little sweaty from the run, and I catch the desire flashing in her eyes.

“All they needed was a little leadership. And we have her to thank for it.” I don’t take my eyes off of Fiona as I speak.

“She’s worthy of being by your side,” Ron says, and I shake my head.

“It’s me who needs to be worthy of her.” I smile and pat him on the back.

I walk over to where she is and kneel down in front of her, pressing my forehead to hers. It’s something we do anytime we have to be separated. I’m getting her scent back on me, but my wolf is also greeting her. She seems to love it as much as I do, though. Then I reach down and pick up our son, Silas, laying him on my chest, and I lie back on the blanket with her. The females sense our need for bonding and politely give us space.

He smells just like Fiona, and I let out a sigh of happiness. She cuddles in beside us as I kiss the top of his sleeping head and then hers.

Most of the families are playing and enjoying the picnic. It settles my heart to know my pack is together and happy, that Fiona was able to bring out my wolf and create the peace we now have. Everyone was lost before she came along. My beauty righted our world, and we are all grateful to her for it.

We are continuing to grow, more of the females carry our young, more males are coming of age. There is only happiness ahead of us now, and I will do everything to protect that.

“What are you thinking of, my love?” Fiona asks, wrapping her arm around my waist.

“That I want to make love to you right here, right now.”

She lets out a little laugh. “I’ve heard that some of the night runs get a little crazy.”

“Who told you that?”

I look down at her, and she raises an eyebrow and shrugs a shoulder.

“I need to speak with the women about what they tell their alpha female,” I grumble.

“What? Can the alpha male not enjoy his mate like the others? From what they said, it’s a point of pride, not something they sexualize.”

“The females are shifted into wolf form when that happens. You don’t have that ability, and I’m not for the idea of the pack seeing my mate laid out naked.”

“Oh,” she says, and disappointment dashes across her face.

I hate the thought of her not getting what she wants, so I try to improvise.

“What about on the next full moon we set up a safe place for us outside? Close to the pack, but far enough that no one will see us.”

“That might be fun,” she agrees, biting her lip as a blush hits her cheek.

My chest rumbles, and now wanting to act it out even more.

“You tempt me too much, little lamb.” I kiss her softly, but she can feel my wolf pacing with need.

“Let’s go inside for a little bit. You can help me put Silas down for a nap.” She sits up, winking at me.

That’s all the encouragement I need before I’m on my feet, cradling both of my loves in my arms.





Epilogue





Fiona




Eight years later…




I giggle as some of the females take off toward their mates, and I sneak off to the side and take my robe off. I’m not in our usual hiding spot for the moonlight run, and they’ve got bets on how long it’s going to take their alpha to find me. And how mad he’s going to be when he does.

“Where is she?” I hear him growl, and I have to put my hand over my mouth to keep from giggling.

I watch through the bushes as the females scatter, and he raises his nose in the air.

They’ve all participated tonight in helping me trick him. I brought some of my clothes with me and had them wear them to throw him off the scent. I don’t know why, but I love seeing him get worked up. Especially when it comes to me.

Our four little ones are at home with a sitter, so we’ve got all night to play.

I try to keep from laughing as I run from one set of bushes to the next, but I can’t stay silent and a giggle slips free. I hear him growl low and take a step in my direction. This part of the forest has been cleared, and the few females that were here should be long gone by now if they know what’s good for them, so Reid and I have the whole place to ourselves.

“Be careful how you tempt the beast, little lamb.”

He’s getting closer, and I have to bite my lip to keep from squeaking in anticipation.

“You like to tease a little too much. Maybe it’s time I remind you of what teasing does to me.”

Dampness spreads between my legs, and I try to stifle a moan. God, when he’s worked up he’s truly an animal, and my body responds to it in every way.

“I can smell your desire. Do you think you can try to keep that from me? That sweet smell that makes my cock so hard? The smell that has my tongue aching to taste it? Come out from behind there, little lamb. Give me what I want.”

My knees are shaky with want, but I know him catching me will be better than giving myself over to him. So instead of doing what my body is begging me, I take off running.

The mossy grass is dry and soft as I run, but I feel him hot on my trail. He’s letting me win, and a delighted laugh bursts from my lips as I stay barely a few steps ahead of him.

“Ready to give up?” he challenges, and I hear the laughter in his voice, too.

“Never!” I shout just before I’m scooped up in his arms.

“You love being chased,” he says, rubbing my body as he lowers me to the ground.

His head goes straight between my legs, and his warm mouth opens ravenously over my pussy.

“Mmmm. You love chasing me,” I say, arching my hips up for more.

He continues to lick me, pulling one orgasm then another from me before flipping me over onto my hands and knees.

“I think you just like being fucked in the woods,” he whispers against my ear as his thick cock enters me.

The heat of him and the adrenaline racing through his body makes it deep and hard. It’s rough, and I beg him for more as he grips my hips and thrusts every inch of himself into me.

He leans down over me, licking the shell of my ear. “You still want to run?”

“Yes,” I say defiantly, giving him a wicked smile over my shoulder.

He releases my hips, and his big cock slips free. “Let’s see how far you get this time, little lamb.”

The shimmer of gold in his eyes flashes, and his wolf is right on the edge. He wants the challenge tonight, and I’m happy to give it to him.