“Says you.” She winked. “From the sound of your dreams, there’s some fun stuff to be explored, and a lot of it pushes the boundaries. My sweet baby angel is all grown up and a kink queen.”
“We need to change the subject.”
But my protest was as weak as my body, my husky voice betraying my interest in the topic. My mind had practically turned into a twenty-four-seven porn site where my four guys and I were the stars.
Oh, the things they’d done to me in those dreams. I shivered. “Is the tea ready?”
She glanced down at the liquid. “Yep. Drink it all. Don’t leave a drop. And this time, try to keep the moans down.”
I crawled under my blanket. “Oh, God. Tell me you made that up.” Pulling the blanket down so only my eyes showed, I gave her my most pleading look.
“You’re a talker, honey. What can I say?” She smirked, handing me the teacup. I downed the contents with a grimace. I almost spit it back in her face when she sweetly added, “We’re gonna have to chat about Caleb and the pussy slaps once you feel better.”
Fuck. How the hell was I going to explain that? But already my eyelids were drooping and my limbs growing heavy. I yawned. “Moira?”
“Yeah, sweets?”
“Turn off the light?”
The room went dark, and only the sound of the wind outside and the rain hitting our window remained. “Moira?” I asked again, groggy and slurring even on the single word.
“Yes, Sunday?”
“He only spanked me once. But I liked it.”
“That’s my girl.”
The dark reminded me of the confessional, which was probably why I continued with my confession. “I’d let him do it again if he wanted to... but he doesn’t.”
“I doubt that. Once you spank a pussy you never go back.”
I snorted and wanted to reply, but the darkness pulled me under, a heavy cloak muffling light and sound and the world.
I was aware enough to feel her soft lips brush my forehead and hear her whisper, “Sleep tight, wolfy. If you don’t feel better soon, I’ll have to bring in reinforcements.”
“So fucking wet and tight.I love how your cunt takes my cock, dove.” Noah groaned deep in his chest, driving inside me with each bruising thrust of his hips.
“Yes, Noah. God, I need it.”
“You know I’ll give you anything you need. And right now, that’s a good hard fuck. Isn’t it, dove?”
He was so beautiful, hovering over me, eyes blazing with amber fire. I moaned and lifted my hips to meet his thrusts. “More. Give me more.”
He hitched my legs over his shoulders and slid home so far I screamed. Long, punishing rolls of his hips dragged him out and then pushed forward. “You’re mine to claim. Mine to fuck. Mine to ruin.”
“Ruin me, Noah.” I was so close to orgasm. Right on the edge but never quite reaching the jumping-off point.
Leaning down, changing the angle so that he filled me completely, he layered kisses along my shoulder, and I thanked the gods above I’d been practicing yoga for so many years.
“Gladly. And twice on Sunday.”
A breathless giggle escaped my lips. The tiny flutter of my stomach muscles made me grip him even tighter and set off little explosions behind my eyes. “God, Noah. I love the way you fuck me.”
“Do you like him deep inside you,a stor?” Caleb’s voice skated across my skin, pulling my focus from my mate to my confessor.
“Caleb? When did you get here?”
“I’ve always been here. You know how much I love to watch.”