Chapter 70 by Cara Anderson

Ch. 70 Too Good To Be True

Clay’s POV

I was so excited to be home! When we realized that one of us needed to scout the Hazelwood pack borders for ourselves, we knew it was going to take at least a week. We needed to study their defenses, determine where their sentries were stationed and how often they changed shifts. Patrol patterns weren’t that easy to decipher in less than a few days’ time.

Unfortunately, I’d lost the game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to determine who would go and who would stay with our mate. Leaving Mallory home alone was never an option. Not with Colton lurking around every corner, just waiting for a chance to catch her on her own.

I wasn’t too proud to admit I was a little bit jealous of all the one-on-one time Cary had with her while I was away. All I wanted was to bury myself deep inside her, feel her wrapped around me and lose myself in her for hours on end. My little brother could fuck right off too. He’d had his turn. Now it was mine.

“Fuck! I knew I missed her scent but I never realized how much until I walked in the door.” I told Cary as I unloaded my bag and kicked off my shoes.

I didn’t wait for a response, following Mallory’s mouthwatering fragrance down the hall where it was stronger. Was it sharper, too? It seemed almost spicier somehow but maybe that was just my overactive imagination after being away from her so long.

Her scent led me to the bedroom and I was about to reach for the doorknob when Cary stepped in front of me.

“Get out of my way, Cary!” I snarled at him. “I’ve been missing her all week. All I could think about was getting back to her. Meanwhile you’ve had her all to yourself.

And I know you spent the entire week buried in her sweet pussy every chance you got. Now it’s my turn!”

The fucker smirked at me. Confirming that suspicion, but then his expression turned grim. He started pushing me back down the hall, away from our room, away from my mate. I was going to fucking kill him!

“Clay, listen to me!” He hissed under his breath, an obvious attempt to keep our disagreement from upsetting our little wolf. “She’s not doing very well. I just got her to lie down. You need to let her rest.”

“Is she okay? What’s wrong with her? You need to let me see her!” I demanded, every possible way she could be hurt reeling through my mind.

“She’s not hurt. At least not physically. She’s safe, resting in our room.” he reassured me.

“Tell me what the fuck is going on right now! I’m real close to losing my shit here.” I growled anxiously.

“Clay, she’s pregnant.” He ran his hands through his hair as he spoke, one of his nervous tics, and I couldn’t understand his reaction.

“What? That’s fucking amazing!” I tried to push past him, impatient to see Mallory and scent our pup on her, but he held me back with a concerned look. “Why don’t you look happy about this?”

“We don’t know how far along she is Clay.” He informed me like he was revealing a state secret.

“Why is that a problem? We’ll take her to the doctor tomorrow and find out.” I shrugged him off.

He gave me a pointed look, like I was an idiot missing something that should be obvious but nothing was coming to mind. There wasn’t a single reason I could think of to not be fucking ecstatic about this news. We’d always wanted pups. All… three of us. Fuck!

“It could be Colton’s.” I stated, finally catching on,

“Exactly.” He confirmed I’d hit the nail on the head.

“So what! We always said we’d never try to determine paternity when we had a pup. We’re identical so they probably couldn’t tell anyway. As far as I’m concerned, this is our baby. I don’t see the problem.” I told him.

“Well it doesn’t matter what you think because she thinks it’s a problem. She’s devastated Clay.”

“Why? Are we not good enough to be the fathers?” This conversation was starting to piss me off.

“That’s not it at all and you know it. Put your fragile ego away for a second and look at this from her perspective.” He chastised. “She knows how angry we are at Colton. She’s worried we won’t love the pup the same if we think it could be his.

“Not to mention the guilt she feels knowing it could be his and knowing he doesn’t want her. She thinks it’s her fault the pup might not ever know his biological father because he won’t want a pup with her.”

“Then we’ll just have to make sure we love her and the pup so much that neither one of them will ever feel they’re missing anything. Now move!” I demanded. “I’m going to see my mate!”

Mallory was lying in bed with her eyes closed, looking thin and pale. Had she lost weight in the week I was gone? I sat down on the bed beside her.

“Hey there, little wolf. I missed you.” I cooed, running my fingers through her silky, dark curls.

“I missed you too!” Her eyes snapped open and locked with mine, studying me for a minute, “Cary told you?”

“Told me we’re going to be parents?” I grinned from ear to ear. “Yes. And I couldn’t be more fucking excited!”`

“Really?” She asked warily. “Even if it could be his?”

I felt a pang of guilt at that, knowing she didn’t even feel comfortable mentioning his name to me. But I ignored it in favor of reassuring my mate.

“This pup is ours, Mal. Never doubt that! He or she will never know anything but love. I promise you that!”

She crawled into my lap and snaked her arms around my neck and legs around my waist, clinging to me like a baby koala.

“I love you.” She whispered against my lips.

“I love you too.” I said, nipping her lips playfully.

The kiss turned ravenous, a heated reunion after our week apart. I slid my hands under the t-shirt she wore, one of mine I noted with pride. I was desperate to feel her soft skin, to run my calloused hands over every luscious curve.

I needed to feel her underneath me, submitting to me as I dominated her, so I flipped her on her back and followed her down. My cock throbbed in my jeans as I ground into her while our tongues danced together. She moaned into my mouth and the sound caused something inside me to snap.

I scrambled back, lifting my weight off of her. Her brows pressed together in a frown as she reached for my shirt, an attempt to pull me back.

“What’s wrong?” She studied my face, trying to discern the answer.

“The pup.” I choked, horrified that I might have hurt it.

“What?” Mallory laughed. “Did you think you could hurt it by lying on me?”

She laughed even harder at that and I relaxed a little.

“I don’t know.” I said, cracking a smile. “Maybe.”

She sat up and fisted my shirt in both hands, pulling me closer to her. Then she kissed along my jaw from my chin to my ear, sucking the lobe into her warm mouth and flicking it with her tongue.

“Our pup is tucked away safe and sound.” She whispered. “You can fuck me so hard I’ll feel it for a week and our pup will be just fine.”

“Are you sure?” I verified, assuring myself she knew more about pregnancy than I did.

“Positive.” She affirmed.

“Well, in that case…” I grinned wickedly then flipped her on her belly.

Mallory squealed when I pulled her to the edge of the bed, letting her legs hang over the side. Her t-shirt had ridden up when I dragged her, leaving her toned back exposed and her tits smashed into the mattress. I ripped her panties away, baring her lush peach to me. I smacked it once, making her yelp, then rubbed the sting away.

“It’s been a while.” I said, shuffling out of my jeans and letting my long thick cock bob against her ass. “Allow me to remind you who you belong to, little wolf”

“Please!” She whimpered, spreading her legs even further apart, revealing her gorgeous pussy slick with her juices.

I dragged the head of my cock through her dripping folds, teasing her entrance but not pushing in.

“Whose pussy is this?” I growled possessively.

“Cary’s.” She taunted, crying out when I spanked her again.

“You’d better watch that sassy mouth, little wolf.” I warned her. “I can just as easily stuff my cock down your warm little throat and leave your pussy empty.”

“Mmm.” She moaned, reminding me how much she loved to suck my cock.

Maybe it wasn’t so much of a threat after all.

“Lucky for you I’ve been dreaming about stretching this tight cunt around my cock all week.”

I thrust into her in one swift stroke then immediately pulled out and slammed back in again, setting a punishing pace and allowing her no reprieve. My fingers sunk into her round ass but it wasn’t enough to hold her in place. I fucked her so hard, the bed tremored and creaked beneath her.

My abs bunched with every punch of my hips as I owned her pussy, leaving no doubt she was mine. She might belong to my brother too but right then, I wanted her so full of me she would never get me out.

“Oh, oh, I need to come.” She whined.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Strangle my cock and remind me I’m yours just like you’re mine.” I bent over her back to murmur in her ear.

“Fuck! Clay!” She cried out, choking my cock as she convulsed around it.

I hovered above her, watching her shatter beneath me as I fucked her through it. Then finally, I emptied my seed deep inside her and the reminder that she already carried my pup in her womb had me coming even harder.

“Fuck, little wolf.” I panted as my cock throbbed with aftershocks.

As soon as I caught my breath, I pulled out and flipped her on her back. I pressed her thighs apart, draping her legs over my shoulders and feasted on her drenched pussy. The taste of our combined release had me hard all over again.

Mallory squirmed beneath me, protesting as I worked her clit with my tongue, but I didn’t relent.

“You’re in for a long night, little wolf.” I told her. “You’re going to come for me at least once for every night I missed with this lush little body of yours.”

“Clay; I can’t” She whined but I was determined to prove her wrong.

I sucked and nipped at her puffy lips and teased her plump pearl until she screamed for me again. Then I picked her up and laid her gently in the center of the bed, sliding slowly back into her.

Her pussy walls were swollen and sensitive from my earlier assault making her feel even tighter around me. The sensation was so delicious, I had to fight the urge to rut her mercilessly, But I forced myself to take my time, to worship her like the queen she was.

I made love to her for hours, both of us needing the connection after the time apart. When I finally let her sleep, the room silent where our cries and moans had been, Cary’s voice filled my head.

“Are you finally done? Is it safe to come into my own room yet?” He snarked petulantly.

“I’m letting her rest for the moment but I plan to spend the rest of the night inside her. You can stay out there and pout or you can come in here and join us. Your choice.” I linked back.

“Like that’s even a choice.” He walked through the door with his voice still in my head.

Mallory and I laid on our sides with her face buried in my chest. Cary stripped out of his clothes and crawled in behind her, reaching around to rest his hand on her stomach. I placed my hand on her belly next to his, both of us burrowing our noses into her hair, filling our lungs with her new spicy scent.

“Can you believe we’re going to have a pup?” Cary muttered softly.

“I still can’t believe the Goddess gave us Mallory, let alone a child. It seems too good to be true. But I’m damn thankful for all of it.”