Let Us Prey: BBW Military Paranormal Romance (Wild Operatives, #2)
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I wanted Leigh to have the fairy tale ceremony she deserved.
“Hey, beautiful,” I called out loud enough to catch her attention.
“Ian!” Leigh jumped to her feet and met me halfway across the yard. Her kisses welcomed me home; the joy surpassed only by the toothless grin Sophia gave me from the blanket.
“I didn’t expect you back so early.”
“Well, we managed to wrap everything up sooner than expected. A couple of the guys hung around to play at being tourists, but Russ and I couldn’t wait,” I indulged her in another kiss, “to return where we belong.” Now that Dani was in her approaching her third trimester, Russ didn’t plan to take another job for a while.
“Da da da da.” Sophia clapped and held her arms up toward me when we approached. I scooped her up and kissed her cheek.
“Yup, I’m home, princess.” Tiny hands touched my face and unshaven jaw. Patting my cheeks, my soon-to-be adopted daughter gazed deep into my eyes.
“Da daaaaa.”
“I hope you love me as much when I’m chasing boys off our porch with a shotgun sixteen years from now.”
“Ian.” Leigh swatted me.
“I’m joking.” With both of us around to teach her good from bad, hopefully, I’d never need to do it.
“I was about to take her inside for naptime.”
“I’ll carry her up,” I volunteered. Both dogs roused and followed on my heels, dancing behind me every step of the way.
Sophia settled in for her afternoon nap without fuss, as if she’d been waiting for me to tuck her in. Leigh met me at the bottom of the stairs, shaking her head.
“She always falls asleep so quickly when you do it,” she complained.
“I have a way with women.”
“Come back outside with me, the day is beautiful.”
Leigh pulled me by the hand to the patio. I chuckled at the college textbooks piled on the table. “How’s the schoolwork going?”
“Great, actually. Dani proofread my essay, and I have a project I have to give for some of the senior citizens at the assisted living center near school.”
“Yeah? What’s it on?” With encouragement from Sasha, Dani, and even me, Leigh had returned to school. I couldn’t be prouder. She’d graduate with her degree in another semester.
“The healing properties of music therapy and its effect on individuals with Alzheimer’s disease.” She rattled out a mouthful of words that made me grin. Leigh had an amazing singing voice to begin with, but she was thrilled to discover her area of study benefitted from our bonding. She wanted to use the powers transferred through our link to help others as a music therapist.
I whistled. “Sounds like good stuff.”
Leigh’s cheeks colored. “It is, I think. Will you listen and be my guinea pig before I go perform?”
“Of course. You know how much I love to hear your voice.”
She blushed again, a trait I never tired of. “There’s something else, actually.”
“Yeah? What is it, hon?”
“While you were gone, I got myself a new doctor and had a visit.”
“Are you sick?” A concerned wrinkle creased my brow. I glanced my wife over as if any illness would be visible in her appearance, still haunted by the memory of Katie Hawkins sunken cheeks and thinning hair. She’d tried to endure chemotherapy without Russ, afraid informing her husband of her illness would recall him from active duty to be at her side. Maybe it was too early to make the determination that I couldn’t live without Leigh at my side, but I could easily and honestly say I didn’t want to be without her.
“No, silly.” Leigh only laughed before giving me a reassuring pat to one thigh. “I visited the lady doctor. I, um... had something put in.” She showed me the tiny scar on her arm and guided my fingers to touch the slim, hard presence beneath her skin. “I didn’t know how you felt about kids, but I know Sophia is all I need right now.”
“Leigh—”
She held up a hand to show she wasn’t finished. “Right now, Ian. But one day after I’m out of school, if you’d like me to get it removed, I’d like that too,” she whispered.
“A little sibling for Sophia.”
Leigh nodded. “Yes. I want a baby with you, enough that I kept thinking about it.” Heat suffused to her face, bringing a rush of pink color. “But even more, I want to feel you without anything between us. No more condoms.”
Certain traits of a shifter’s personality were ruled by our animal aspects, driving us to mate frequently to preserve our species. The arrival of spring brought mating season for eagles, a sensitive time for me. I was completely erect in the time it took to rise from my seat. Maybe she didn’t want the child now, but the only thing concerning my eagle was her confession of desire. She’d said it. She wanted my baby.
“I need to be inside you right now.” I fumbled with my belt, but then Leigh took over. She had my pants lowered and my cock out within seconds. I’d never been so hard in all of my life.
“Fuck,” I swore out loud when she took me into her mouth. Her lips formed a perfect ring around my dick, teasing only the tip with her tongue. It was the worst and best kind of torture. I wanted to fuck her so deep and so hard she saw stars.
“Leigh, baby, how long? Do I need backup?”
Her mouth came off me with a wet pop. “No. It’s been in long enough.” Leigh’s hand slid over my ass and squeezed. One forward movement slid my cock into her mouth again. I watched it disappear inch by inch until her nose nestled against the base of my dick and my balls touched her chin. My head tilted back in ecstasy.
I was already close to the edge before she began bobbing back and forth. Skilled fingers teased my balls, and then she pulled back. Her lips pressed against my hip while she left my dick exposed to the air.
“I love what you’re doing to me, baby, but I need to be inside of you. Right now.”
We didn’t waste time; Leigh’s clothes fell away between our united efforts. One swift yank pulled her against me, her back to my chest and her ass cradling my dick. She wriggled against me, sliding up and down until I couldn’t take it anymore and bent her forward.
Without a condom to separate us, I snapped my hips forward and drove into her. The exquisite sensation of her pussy surrounded me all at once, and required me to linger in place, buried balls deep in her body. I couldn’t move, overcome by how amazing she felt. Our fit was puzzle piece perfection, like two halves of the same whole merging together once more. When she adapted to my size, I set a fast rhythm like our usual lovemaking. I needed a hot and fast fucking, a primal mating to assert my claim of her. She could do whatever she wanted to me later, but right now, her pussy belonged to me.
“Mine,” I hissed out between my teeth, while Leigh moaned and clutched onto the edge of the patio table. I didn’t care that we were outside, her bared ass exposed, her gorgeous tits jiggling for anyone to see. I throbbed inside her and experienced every tremble of her walls. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“Yours, baby. I’m yours. I’ll always be yours,” she panted out.
If I could have called in victory like an eagle, I would have. Instead, I groaned my pleasure against the shell of her ear.
“Touch me, Ian,” she pleaded. “I want your hands on my breasts.”
I teased her full tits, pulling and rolling each pink tip between my fingertips, visualizing them in my hands. Each one was a perfect palmful. Leigh moaned and rocked back against me, her hands clutching the patio table edge for support. Keeping one hand on her breasts, squeezing and kneading, I slid the other down her side to her hip. The lush curve received a light smack, and then I gripped her thigh and plunged within her body with renewed vigor.
Flesh slapped against flesh as we both gave in to our carnal desires. My wife’s fast, breathy pants climbed higher and higher in pitch. Leigh’s pussy tightened around my cock, a vice-like grip that pushed me over the edge.
“Sweet God, Leigh, I love you so much.”
I gav
e her the words in my heart as I tightened in orgasm behind her, releasing burst after burst of my seed inside her body’s tight embrace. Leigh reached back with one arm and hooked it around my neck. We held each other close and rode out the aftershocks together, until she was limp and pliant in my hold.
I carried her off the wooden deck into the sweet smelling clover. After I sank to my knees and lowered Leigh to lie beside me, I held her close and secure in my arms. We didn’t move from where we lay in the grass, naked as the day we were born, our legs entwined and bodies close. We exchanged lazy, drugging kisses that made me linger on the border of sleep, and then I made love to her again face to face with one of her legs over my hip. Taking it slow gave me the chance to lavish her breasts with tender affection. I trapped one nipple between my teeth, stimulating the tender peak until her pussy clenched around my dick and she shuddered in orgasm.
“I’m so glad you’re home again,” she whispered against my cheek when both of our breaths had slowed.
“Me too, sweetheart.” I didn’t dare to part from her, leaving my half-hard dick surrounded by her warmth. “It feels so good to make love to you without a condom.” So good I couldn’t bear to leave.
“Mmhmm,” she agreed. “Can’t wait to see you in your uniform for the wedding.” She ran her fingers down my chest.
Having Leigh in my arms, her body nestled in close, was everything I wanted.
“Tell me again, what you said before.”
“I love you,” I whispered, dropping a kiss on her lips.
“I love you, too, Ian. With all my heart.”
Somehow, fate had brought two lost souls together. Sophia and Leigh completed me, the family I’d needed and looked for all my life. They were worth fighting for, and for them, I’d finish what the team and I began in November. The town may have become quieter in the wake of Chief Montgomery’s suicide, but I wouldn’t rest until the remaining dealers were off the streets.
I couldn’t rest until our hometown was the place Sophia and our future children deserved.
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