CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

The sounds from outside witnessed the cubs playing with their aunt. So, Lara and Nate could stay on the bed and look each other in the eye.

They didn't want to get up nor move a single muscle. The mattress was comfortable, and the contact of their skins made them feel happy and warm. Their hearts were beating at the same pace, and their skin was burning where they were touching each other.

Sometimes, Nate would dare to slide his hand on her back, testing the waters before stopping and waiting for a little again.

They were, at the same time, thirsty for contact and afraid of the other's reaction. As time passed, the full moon reached its peak. The pups stopped playing and howled, together with Samantha, out in the garden.

Lara woke up from her daze, realising she had been lying there like a doll for a long time. She wondered if Nate would howl as well, but he didn't emit a sound until a low growl at her ear made her shiver. Not in fear, just like usual.

«Nate?» she mumbled while his lips pressed on her neck, moving on her shoulder and leaving light bites here and there. «Are you all right?»

She didn't get any answer, but his hands stopped being indecisive. He kissed her again, his tongue invading as if a fire was lit inside him at that very moment. His hands grabbed her, and she couldn't move away anymore.

Her lungs had started aching when he split, and she inhaled deeply while his tongue slipped down on her neck. He pecked her chest from over the blouse, moving down and uncovering her belly. His lips landed on her stomach, licking up and around her belly button.

He wasn't keeping her still, yet Lara could not move a muscle. It was odd as if something heavy was pushing her down.

Was that an Alpha's power, perhaps? Why could she feel it? Was Nate as powerful as to be able to influence a human being?

No matter how weird the situation was, she wasn't afraid of him. She had never been.

«Nate,» she said, trying to wake him up.

Seeing no response, she just gave up and let him do whatever was on his mind. She liked his lips on her, by the way. How could something be so thrilling and so reassuring at the same time?

Sensing her surrender, the pressure was lifted a little, allowing her to move her arms. Her fingers sank in Nate's hair, and she observed his tongue licking on her torso. An inch at a time, he was reaching her chest and getting rid of the clothes in between.

Maybe, it was time to repeat what had happened six years ago, to find out what made them decide to like each other.

A thrill crossed her spine, maybe for that thought and maybe for the way Nate's teeth grazed her skin. She helped him remove her shirt, and she lay back to continue what she was doing before: nothing, except for enjoying his caresses and imprinting that moment in her memory. For nothing in the world she would have allowed herself to forget for the second time in a row.

As her fingers explored Nate's hair, they naturally reached his ears. They had turned furry and white like snow. It was a night with a full moon, in the end. He was expected to turn and run in the forest, letting loose his true nature and feeling free like his human form could never be.

Still, he was on that bed, kissing and touching her. Somehow, it felt like she owed him one for not abandoning her alone.

She could move the other arm as well, and she pushed his chin up so she could look him in the eye. The response was a savage grin and a pair of arms surrounding her waist. She sat up, meeting his lips and sighing under his caresses.

Her fingers gripped his shirt to have some balance, and her legs split to allow him to come closer. His knees landed on the mattress, and he tightened the embrace until their bodies were as close as to feel every part of each other.

A low growl made her sigh out loud, and she threw her head back to let Nate kiss her neck. Her eyes closed, she enjoyed that moment of bliss for a long, long time.

When they fell on the mattress, exhausted from just kissing, it was getting late. Yet, they didn't split from the embrace.

They sighed, caressing each other's back or shoulders.

They inhaled each other's scent and felt their skin under their fingertips. They purred at the sweet caresses and rolled in bed, exchanging a few more pecks of love.

The night was late, and even the twins were getting tired. The sound of their playing disappeared bit by bit, and it was replaced by light snoring coming from the other side of the door.

They were exhausted, as much as to forget to look for their mommy. Playing with Samantha, they had forgotten about their primary issue.

Their mommy had disappeared from their sight together with Nate, but they hadn't noticed one thing.

«So cute,» Samantha sighed.

She caressed the messy heads, one on each side of her. They had fallen asleep all of a sudden, without any warning. She had barely managed to sit down, and she was already trapped in between.

The twins were too young to turn, but she had seen their wolf features pretty clearly. Jaden was white, like Nate and her.

Scarlet, on the other side, was a brown wolf. Not black like she thought by looking at her ears alone. Her tail was brown, in fact.

Samantha's heart fluttered in her chest as she closed her eyes and accepted to sleep like that.. She was suffering from the overload of sweetness the two pups gave her, so she didn't have enough energy and firm will to get up from that sofa.