Surprise

SPENCER

“C’mon, sweet cheeks, time to get at least a little rest.”

Harper had been at Leivon’s door for an hour, just watching him sleep.

She looked shattered herself. She had spent the rest of the night after the battle and all today just standing guard over him.

We hadn’t even had much time to talk over the events from these past few days. A lot had happened and she definitely looked like she was having a hard time accepting it.

Her head fell forward, shoulders slumped as she sighed.

“I almost lost him, Spence, what if I close my eyes and wake up to him gone?” Ah, so that was her fear.

“He will be here. Alpha has round the clock watch on this place, this time security detail has an hour of lap-over per shift change. Now that you know what we really are, we don’t have to leave post to swap either. He will be fine.”

She had not left the house, the bruise on her cheekbone from where Leivon’s biological father had struck her was fully visible.

It sickened me to see the angry dark mark marring her beautiful face. There was a lot that had gone down and I was desperate to talk to her about how she felt.

There had been no intimacy, no touching, and not even any hand-holding.

At first, I had felt as though it was my fault, only to find out the hunters were here because of Levi, well, let’s just say things didn’t quite add up.

I enlaced my hand with hers and tugged at her arm, hoping she would leave the doorway. She solemnly looked back at him before turning and following me.

I couldn’t wait any longer. “Did you know they were Hunters?”

“No, I had no idea.”

“Do you think the brother will give Alpha answers?”

“Roy? I think he will do just about anything now that he and Sheila are…are…”

“Mates,” I offered.

“Yes, that.”

We slowly began to undress, “I couldn’t smell the Hunters’ distinct bloodline on Levi.”

“Well you’re asking the wrong person about that, I’m still new at this, Spencer.”

Once in bed, under the plush covers, we lay as if we were awkward strangers, side by side but not touching while she bore holes into the roof.

Minutes of pregnant silence passed between us, the emptiness of the room filled with all those things we weren’t saying to each other, the deafening sound of nothingness was excruciating.

I couldn’t take it any longer. “Please talk to me,” I urged, “I’m going crazy here without you.”

She closed her eyelids and inhaled deeply, “I don’t know what to say.”

“It’s over, isn’t it? I can feel your pull away from me.” My heart clenched. I couldn’t lose her, not now, not when we were so close to our forever.

“Spencer…,” she whispered, but I couldn’t take it. I didn’t want to hear the words from her mouth.

“Don’t, Harper, just don’t.”

“There’s a lot to process. I just don’t know where to begin.”

“Just don’t tell me it’s over, Harper. Don’t break my heart. Please, I’m begging you.”

“Spencer…” I got up and slipped my jeans back on. “What are you doing?” She sat up, frowning at me as I shrugged on my shirt.

“You’re going to say that this is over between us, that you don’t want me. Well, I can’t hear it. I can’t. It hurts too much. Hurts to know I finally found you, my soul mate, only to be tossed aside as if I was nothing. No, I won’t lay around waiting for you to love me the way I love you, Harper.”

“Spen…”

“No, Harper, there is no way I’m going to just stand by and watch you rip my life away. I love him. I’ve always loved him, right from the first moment I met him. He’s okay with me being who I am. He’s not scared of me, afraid to talk to me. He knows I love him—he’s mine, my son. You’re just going to leave me because you’re terrified of the unknown? You can’t see how right we are.”

“Spence—”

“I have done everything I could possibly think of to make you realize you can trust me, hell, I even murdered an asshole for you, to protect you. You and Leivon and you’re just going to throw away what we could be?”

I slipped on my shoes, tears crawling down my face. I couldn’t hide it, didn’t want to hide it, she needed to see just how much I was hurting inside. “Are you done?”

“What?” I snapped, turning on the spot to face her.

“Are you done with your emotional ranting?” The words slithered slowly from her mouth as if she was waiting for me to register her question.

“You just—”

“No, you made a presumption. These past few months have been one hell of a rollercoaster ride, Spencer Marcelo, and I have been racking my brain trying to figure out how to handle all of this.”

She pushed back the blanket and moved to the side of the bed facing me. “You’re a wolf…a wolf… How did I not see all of this? I’ve been actually thinking about it, and don’t you dare open your mouth to say anything else…,” she warned, noticing my readiness to argue. “I have been thinking about what you said—about how you want to be on Levi’s birth certificate, as the father.”

“But you said some other man’s name is there?”

She laughed sarcastically, “I lied—as if I was just going to hand over my—our—child.”

Her words slapped me in the face. Did I really hear what I just heard? “What are you saying, Harper?”

“I’m saying…,” she bit down on her lip as she reached up and popped the button open on my jeans, “take off your shirt, Spencer, your shoes, and socks.”

“Harper, are you sure?”

She scoffed at me, yanking down my pants and briefs. She held my growing cock in her warm, luxurious hand and began to stroke. I threw my head back and groaned.

“Mr. Marcelo, you asked me to trust you when you don’t do the same. I want you, need you, love you, but most importantly, I accept you just as you are. Now…,” she purred seductively. “I believe I requested that you remove your clothing.”

Her confession made my heart soar. She did want a future together. “Oh, sweet cheeks, fuck, you are perfect.”

I hastily tore my shirt clean from my body. Harper chuckled at my actions as she continued to tug on my now fully erect, raging hard, and very excited cock.

I relished not just the feel of her palm against my member but also the words she’d spoken, reassuring me my heart was in the right place, that it rightfully belonged to her and hers with me.

When her tongue flicked at my soldier, I nearly came on the spot. The emotions of just moments ago long forgotten as she licked and sucked at my monster, swallowing as much as she could.

There was something we hadn’t done since our shower play, and now was more than the right opportunity to do it.

I pulled back, her brow furrowing and a pout forming on those delicious, plump lips of hers.

“Sweet cheeks, don’t take offense or be shy about this, but, I want you naked and on all fours baby.”

Her eyes grew wide and suspicious. “I want to play with your ass,” she automatically groaned and flopped backward. “I’ll get the cloth.”

“Cloth? Cloth? Wait what? Spencer…”

“Uh—uh,” I chastised, “we are doing this, sweet cheeks, I want to see you squirt.”

I sent her a flirtatious wink as her face brightened to an almost blood red.

I decided to ignore her shamed reaction and disappeared into the bathroom for a washcloth and soapy water, she had nothing to be ashamed about, but the least I could do was make this comfortable for her.

By the time I walked back—giddy as fuck and super excited—she was sitting there, nude but apprehensive.

I leaned over to claim her lips. “Don’t be shy, Harper, you will enjoy it, I promise. We’re going to do this in stages, simply because I’m a lot bigger than your average sized penis and with that tight virgin hole of yours, I want you to enjoy this just as fucking much as I do.”

She covered her face with her hands, much to my amusement. “Oh God, do you have to talk about it?”

“Harper… All fours,” I ordered, my ecstatic cock pronounced and proud as sexually amplified lust rolled through me.

She did as she was told, groaning all the way. I squeezed a dollop of body wash onto the warmed cloth.

“What the hell are you doing?” She had twisted her head to watch my movements with terror in her eyes.

“Oh, baby, I’m just making you comfortable. Last time we were in the shower and I only toyed with your rim, this time I’m going a little deeper.”

“W-what?”

“There’s no need to worry, sweet cheeks,” I comforted.

Harper tried to scramble away with a chittering jaw but I grabbed her hip, suspending her getaway.

“D-d-don’t…” she chattered nervously.

“Baby, I ain’t cleaning your ass, just warming up the rim. Relax, will you—before I burst into laughter.” I lied.

I was cleaning her asshole, but not for my benefit, nothing fazed us wolves, no, this was simply to calm her mind, knowing I wouldn’t end up with shit on my finger and horrify her even more.

“P-p please d-don’t d-do…”

I burst, her fear was misguided and I sadly found it really entertaining. “You’ll be alright,” I snorted, trying desperately to keep it together.

“P-p-please, S-Spence…” I cut off her sentence with the warm washcloth, lathering up her puckered hole. “O-oooohhhh,” she mewled. Now I had her.

I moved it around with my hand and dropped it into the bowl of warm water, before grasping the second cloth to wipe the residue of soapiness away.

I chanced a glance at her beautiful face, satisfied to see her eyes closed—she was enjoying this.

My tent pole was still hard as rock, aroused by my glorious mate’s pleasure in the slightest rim cleaning.

I tossed the second washcloth into the bowl and then something caught my eye.

With a blazing lustful gaze and a smirk on my lips, I relished the sight of her glistening core, dripping from the smallest of sexual foreplay.

Taking my position on the bed behind her lavish ass, well presented and at the perfect angle for entry, I started to knead her plump behind, luring her into a false sense of security.

Bending over, I extended my tongue, trailing a slick, sleek line from her clit, past her honeyed center, over her perineum and finally around the rim of her back door.

Harper’s head snapped back as she practically howled in ecstasy, “Oooooohhhhhh SSSSppppeeennccceeerrr.”

My wolf and I purred in delight as I toyed with her clit, circling the sensitive nub as I placed the other fingers at her entrance, inserting them slowly as I tickled her rim with my tongue.

Thrusting my digits in and out, increasing my pace, her thighs began to quiver, “too good, so good,” Harper muttered.

Her hands fisting the sheets beneath her as she mumbled into the mattress, biting down firmly on the gathered blankets to keep her volume under control.

I could feel her build up as her inner walls clenched around my fingers, her body began to convulse and suddenly—success.

A violent spray of fluid splashed against my chest, the burst of honey scent perfumed the air as she screamed into the soft duvet.

I was so turned on, so aroused by my beautiful mate that I pulled back and lined up my seeping cock, slamming it into her buckling body with animalistic force.

My hand leaving her clit to grip her hip as I drilled into her, my freshly saturated fingers circled her rim before I slowly pushed the finger in, up to the first knuckle.

Her body’s natural reaction was to push it out, but I proceeded, stirring her ass with my finger as I fucked her at an unrelenting pace.

I was loosening her back entrance as much as I could, but damn she was tight.

Images of my dick plowing into her tight hole swarmed my mind, and I shivered with exhilaration.

With my finger buried deep and my cock thrusting in and out, I tasted the distinct coppery tang of blood as my canines extended through my jaw.

My wolf wanted to mark her—but we couldn’t, not without her permission.

I tensed my sinewy muscles, forcing my wolf into submission as my hips jutted forward and back, keeping its rhythm as I chased my own orgasmic oblivion.

Sweat droplets littered my skin as the surge to cum crawled through me.

“Fuck, sweet cheeks, you feel so damn good.”

“So good, Spencer, soo gooood,” she whimpered.

Just as her hugging vaginal walls began to clench, I was almost at my peak.

My cock swelled, her vice grip-like pussy bared down with deliciously crushing force as my finger slipped in and out of her tight puckered hole.

It was too intense, too fucking fantastic, I threw my head back, puffed out my chest and—

“AAAAWWWWOOOOOOOLLLLL,” I howled, shattering the bedroom windows and shaking the house with seismic vibrations.

The powerful orgasm ripped through me as I painted her insides with my creamy essence.

Stars danced in front of my eyes as they slowly focused on my surroundings.

I had thought my orgasm was good, but as I looked around, I could see the bed, my body and parts of the floor were saturated in her own galactic ejaculation.

Her body still writhed on the bed. I don’t think she even noticed she had popped off my finger or my cock.

“Mommy,” the doorknob twisted as my head snapped sideways and my body fell backward onto the floor just as Levi entered.

“GET OUT!” Harper screeched.

“But I heard—”

~“GET OUT, LEVI!”~

“I’m scared.”

~“GO TO THE LIVING ROOM, TURN ON THE TV!”~

She was really yelling, horrified by what he’d walked in on.

I heard the door slam and I leaped to my feet, straight away noticing Harper, giggling maniacally as she rolled over the soaked linen. “Are you okay?”

“That was so amazing,” she chuckled out her sentence, “I can’t believe he caught us.”

I jumped on top of her, peppering kisses all over her face as she squirmed beneath me. “I love you.”

She smiled up at me, her eyelids slowly blinking as she swam in her pleasurable squirting haze.

“I love you so goddamn much,” she leaned forward to capture my lips.

“C’mon, I have to go apologize to our son and make up an excuse as to why he caught us like that.”

I pouted before getting up off her, she just smiled, completely relaxed, glazed over and in oblivion.

“Just tell him we were making a baby because if you weren’t pregnant before, you sure as hell will be now.”

Her face dropped as I slipped on my briefs.

“Wait, what?” I thrust my legs into some board shorts and darted out the door before she could react.

“What?”

I could hear her scrambling to get out of the soaking blankets.

“What? Spencer Marcelo, what did you just say? Get back here!”