Her Destiny

by Davenport, Fiona

  What the fuck? “You’re pounding on my door at the ass crack of dawn to ask Peppa for a tour?” I snapped.

  “A what?” He seemed like he was barely registering anything I said. “I just need to go inside there.” He tried to walk around me, but I matched his step, blocking the way.

  I crossed my arms over my chest and stared hard at Peppa’s swing chef. “Why?”

  He threw his arms in the air and yelled, “I don’t know!” When his eyes met mine again, they still looked wild, but they were also filled with desperation. “Please, Cason. I need to get in that house.”

  A suspicion was beginning to form in my mind, but I’d made a promise to my alpha. “I can’t.”

  “Why the fuck not?” Aero snarled, getting in my face. “Get the damn key and open the fucking door. It’s deadbolted, and the windows are all shut up tight.”

  He’d tried to break in? I was becoming more certain of the lurking theory in my mind. “Aero.” I grabbed his shoulders and looked directly into his face, making sure he was listening. “You need to talk to Kace, man.”

  “But—”

  “Peppa and I can’t help you. Go to Kace.”

  Aero looked around me at the other house again and something seemed to snap inside him. He pivoted and ran down the steps, shifting before his feet landed on the sidewalk. He soared into the air and disappeared, leaving nothing but his shredded clothes behind.

  I sighed and went to grab them off my lawn before going back inside. After tossing them in the trash, I returned to my bedroom and crawled back into bed, hauling my mate into my arms.

  “What’s going on?” she asked sleepily.

  I gave her a quick rundown of what happened, and when I was done, she was staring at the ceiling, deep in thought.

  “Do you think she’s…?” Peppa trailed off, leaving her question hanging. I knew what she was asking, though.

  “I don’t know. But it’s going to be interesting to watch.”

  Epilogue

  Peppa

  “Try this,” I urged Cason as I lifted a spoon to his sexy mouth.

  A soft sigh escaped as he savored the flavor of the new dessert I was testing. He swallowed the bite and leaned back in my office chair, licking his lips. “Damn, baby. That’s amazing,” he groaned.

  “Right?” I did a little dance in celebration before picking up the dish and starting for the door to the kitchen, only to find myself hauled back up against a hard chest and something long and thick pressed against my ass.

  “You know it turns me the fuck on when you feed me your incredible food,” he breathed in my ear, sending a shiver skittering down my spine. “Don’t you, baby?”

  “Um...I seem to remember something about that,” I said, stifling a giggle.

  “Did you forget what happened last time?” he brushed a soft kiss over the place where he’d marked me as his. Then he delved a hand into my hair and released the ponytail I’d thrown it into earlier.

  “Maybe you should remind me,” I suggested in a husky voice. The kids were with Damon and Trinity for the weekend, and the restaurant was closed for a holiday. Not that a packed house ever stopped Cason from fucking me in my office.

  He flipped me around, and I dropped the dish on the floor when he boosted me up into his arms with his hands under my butt. Who the heck cared about a little mess when my sexy wolf devoured my mouth? He started moving, and I vaguely registered the click of the lock on the door before he was on the move again.

  He stopped and set me on the edge of the desk, bending forward until my back was resting on the tabletop. Our tongues tangled together while his hands made quick work of the buttons on my chef coat. Then he broke our kiss to watch as he spread it open to reveal my lacy, pink demi-bra. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous. I’ll never understand what I did to deserve a miracle like you.”

  Whenever he looked at me like that, with such awe and love, it set butterflies off in my stomach, and my lioness preened, practically purring. “Fate knew what she was doing, Cason. There is nobody on this earth more perfect for me than you.” His eyes flashed, giving me a glimpse of his wolf, and the love shining back at me from both of them filled my lioness and me with joy.

  It also made me hungry to feel the passion that seemed to burn hotter as the years went by. I curled my legs around his thighs and rose a few inches to grab the hem of his sweater and whip it over his head. Once it was tossed out of the way, Cason yanked down the cups of my bra and palmed my breasts while his mouth ravished mine again.

  I tore my lips away to cry out when he pinched my sensitive nipples, then twisted and plucked the taut peaks. They were extra sensitive because Cason had knocked me up again.

  His face split with a wicked smile right before he replaced his fingers with his mouth, lavishing attention on one before moving to the other. After he seemed satisfied, he kissed his way down to my slightly rounded stomach where he paused and whispered, “Go to sleep, pup. You’re too young to see what’s going to happen next.”

  A laugh erupted from my chest, and Cason was briefly distracted by my bouncing breasts. He licked his lips and glanced down at my pants, seeming to be in deep contemplation. I stifled a giggle as I watched him try to decide what to do next. Finally, he dragged my pants down, and my amusement melted away as his tongue and fingers worked my pussy, driving me to a hard and fast orgasm.

  I had barely come out of my orgasmic haze when I was lifted off the desk and set on my feet. Cason turned me around and kicked my legs apart before gently pressing on my shoulder blades, asking me to lean over the table. I was more than happy to comply with his request. I heard the jingle of his buckle as I rested my torso on the desk, then I moaned when he entered me in one long, smooth thrust.

  Half an hour later, I was slumped in my chair in an exhausted heap while Cason gathered up our clothes. Suddenly, I went ramrod straight as an arid smell reached my nose. “Shit!” I jumped up and streaked across the room, throwing open the door and rushing over to turn the oven off.

  I sighed when I peeked through the little window of the convection and saw the black and crispy version of my delicious dessert.

  Cason swung me up into his arms before I could attempt to remove it and stalked back to the office. “It’s a damn good thing the restaurant is closed today, baby,” he growled. The feel of his rough hands on my bare skin reminded me that I had just run into my kitchen naked.

  “This is all your fault,” I grumbled as I crossed my arms under my breasts, causing his step to falter for a second as he was momentarily distracted. With a shake of his head, he broke from the spell and continued to his intended destination.

  “The burnt food? I’ll cop to that,” he drawled with a smirk.

  “That, too,” I snipped with a fake pout. “I can’t believe I just went into a professional kitchen naked! Do you have any idea what a big deal that is?”

  He nodded as he set me on my feet, his expression sober. “You could have been hurt.”

  “Yeah, yeah. But if an inspector had been here, we could have lost our A rating!” I corrected him.

  Cason’s face darkened, and his eyes narrowed. “If someone had been here, they would no longer have the ability to see.”

  I rolled my eyes and let Cason help me redress. Shifters cared much less about nudity than humans, mainly because we had to get naked to shift or risk ruining our clothes. But Cason didn’t seem to accept the norm, and he got particularly growly and possessive when it came to my body. Other women would probably have been annoyed, but I had to admit, I thought it was incredibly sexy.

  “I love you,” I whispered as he stood from where he’d been kneeling to button my pants.

  He tenderly cupped my face in his two large hands, making me feel loved and cherished. Especially when I could see unfettered emotion in his beautiful eyes. “I love you too, baby. Thank you for this amazing life you’ve given me. You and our pups are everything to me.”

  I beamed at him and went on my tiptoes to brush a kiss o
ver his lips. “Don’t thank me. You were my destiny.”

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