Arden's Mate (Armageddon Mates Book 4)

by Hazel Gower

Remy cringed at Arden’s, “What!” Grayson couldn’t hold him and he came to her, picking her up. “What’s he talking about, Remy?”

  She patted his arm. “Nothing. He’s delirious from you throwing him.”

  “Do I have to beat it out of him?” Arden snarled.

  “No.” She moved off him and stood in front of him.

  “I’ll tell you without you beating it out of me,” Steve said weakly.

  Fuck. She didn’t want Arden to know she fought the demons while she was away. She slumped to the floor next to Steve, picking up a cloth, and continued cleaning him up. “It’s your funeral,” she muttered.

  Steve pushed her away. “I think it’s best if I fix myself up. Your man is pretty possessive, and I like being alive.”

  Arden sat on a seat in front of Steve, gathered Remy onto his lap, and told Steve to tell the story from the start. Steve told them what had happened the night she decided to come home. Arden listened intently. When Steve had finished, Arden’s hold on Remy was tight, and she knew she was in deep shit.

  Arden was deathly quiet as he stood, holding her in his arms. He carried her out of the pub, and for once Remy knew to keep her mouth shut.

  * * * *

  Arden was hanging on to sanity by a thread. Not only had Remy gone on a date, but she fought demons and climbed onto one’s back.

  He’d parked the car in back of the pub, because he’d wanted to be stealth and hear what this Steve guy was about. Grayson’s car was the only other one back there. He opened the passenger door and placed her on the seat, and that’s when Remy spoke, breaking the thread he’d held.

  “I’m safe. I only did it to help. I shouldn’t have put myself in so much danger, but Faith and Kirby do it so I thought I could.”

  His wolf took over and it want to show their mate who she belonged. That she would never think of another man. He ripped her clothes off and she backed up onto the seat. Arden flipped her around and palmed her bare arse.

  “Arden.” Her voice was a husky rasp.

  He tore his own cloths off and spread her legs. “Mine.”

  She moaned, “Yours. I promise I’m only yours.”

  He smacked her arse and she squealed. “Never again. No one but me will see what’s mine.” Arden was furious so many men had seen Remy naked. It was bad enough they’d seen her when she melted the bridal shop.

  He slapped her arse again and she groaned. Remy nodded and he draped himself over her and positioned himself between her legs, spreading them further apart. He nibbled his way down her neck and back up again. Arden picked her up and moved her higher on the car seat so her pussy was the perfect height for him.

  He moved his hands around and delved two fingers deep into her core. She was wet and her pussy clutched him. She arched into his touch and he pulled her head back, using her hair, and took her mouth to his own in a kiss that was savage, possessive, and needy. Remy moaned and met his passion head on.

  Arden growled as his tongue tangled with hers and their lips and teeth meshed together, fighting for more of each other. He ground his body down on hers and dug his fingers deeper. Arden enjoyed the feel of his body, mouth, and fingers deep in her. Remy sighed loudly and came around his fingers.

  Pulling his fingers out of her pulsing vagina, he yanked his mouth from hers. Arden looked at her, and she watched breathlessly as he sucked his fingers into his mouth. Fuck, she tasted so good, just like she smelled, oranges and passion fruit. Wanting more of her, he slid his body down her back and came to rest between her thighs, diving in to get more of her cream. She bucked as his tongue lapped at her pussy.

  “Mmm, you taste good,” he mumbled against her.

  “Oh God. Oh God.”

  He grunted as she squirmed beneath his touch. He devoured her, lapping and licking her until her panting was loud. She ground herself onto his mouth, quivering in ecstasy as his tongue probed her slick, wet heat and his mouth nipped at her clit. He knew she was on the edge of falling and coming again.

  He pulled away, sliding back up her body, nipping at her flesh. “You will not come again unless it’s around my cock. I’m going to watch that ass wiggle as I slam into you from behind.”

  Her breathing picked up as he moved her so her bottom was in the air. Arden slapped her arse, enjoying the redness that came to it. He slapped the other cheek and she let out a squeal, which turned into a moan as he smacked her arse again.

  “Arden, I need you inside me. Please, I’m empty. I’m so close to coming.”

  He covered her again, nuzzling her and kissing her neck. Arden lifted her up, arching her back so he could play with her tits. “When I’m finished with you, you will never feel empty again. You’re going to know you’re mine.” He lined his cock up with her wet, warm lips before he drove into her in one swift thrust.

  She screamed as his cock hit her g-spot. “Fuck me. Yes. There.”

  Arden was relentless as he pounded into her, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples. “Fuck, you feel so good. I’ve never had anyone squeeze my dick as tight as your pussy does.” His pistoned into her in a mindless frenzy. “My pussy,” he snarled.

  His hands came around to squeeze her arse cheeks, and he slapped them again. Remy screamed and her pussy closed around him. Arden knew she was close. Spreading her legs further apart, he heaved her up with each propel of himself forward. Remy gripped the seat with one hand and eased the other down to rub her clit.

  He seized her hand. “No. You will come only from me. No help from yourself. I want to know it was all me when you come around my cock, squeezing every last drop of cum from me.”

  Arden nibbled the side of her neck and pulled out, leaving only the tip of his cock inside. Then he bit down, letting his canines lock him in place as he slammed home and she yelled out his name. Knowing she’d reached her pleasure, he let himself go, feeling the lock at the base of his cock swell, and euphoria washed over him.

  He yelled her name as he came, spurting everything he had into her. Arden let his body fall over hers, and he licked the bite mark.

  “My legs feel like mush, and my arse is burning.”

  “Are you complaining?”

  “Fuck, no. Everything you just did to me was so freaking hot.”

  He grunted and pulled her back against his chest. “We are stuck together now for twenty or so minutes. I didn’t plan this out.”

  Arden sat on the seat, her on his lap facing away. She groaned and her core squeezed him impossibly tight. “Mmm, I don’t care. You do know though if this is the type of sex you give me when I’m naughty I might have to be bad a lot more.”

  He nipped her neck and she laughed. “Don’t even think about it. You, my little pixie, are going to make me gray well before my time.”

  Remy leaned back on him. “I think a little gray will suit you.”

  He shook his head and hugged her to him. The woman drove him crazy. He was lucky he loved her. He kissed her head. “I’m going to let Steve live.”

  “Oh, how generous of you.” The sarcasm dripped from her voice.

  Arden hugged her tighter and nibbled on her ear. “I think it is. Not only did he see you naked, but he took you on a date and put you in danger. He’s lucky I’m letting him live. I’m going to talk to those wolves you were with again too.”

  “Arden, I want to help. I can do some pretty kick-arse things.”

  He kissed her shoulder and trailed his lips up her neck, stopping to nibble on the tip of her earlobe. “Yes, you can, but I want you safe. I can’t concentrate on fighting if you’re in danger, and then that puts me in danger. You help by keeping me sane. I know you have these awesome powers, but I only want you to use them if absolutely necessary. I have lived without you once, and I know I couldn’t do it again.”

  She sighed. “Okay. I love you.”

  “I know you do.” He chuckled.

  She smacked his arm. “Hey, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

  “Yes. Behave, and stop bashing me up.�
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  She squealed and he laughed.

  Chapter 10

  Sara’s wedding had gone off without a hitch. Tray was taking Sara to a small island off the Gold Coast for a week. Two enforcers were going to be on the island in case they came into any zombie trouble. They didn’t have to worry about demons as they wouldn’t travel over water to get to them and minions couldn’t be too far from their masters.

  Today was a lazy day. Remy intended to spend her morning reading in bed and her afternoon doing much the same. Tonight though, she and Arden were going to his parents’ house for a family dinner. It would be Pet’s first outing since leaving the demon lair.

  “Are you going to stay in bed all day and read?” Arden’s sulking face came into her line of vision.

  “Pretty much.”

  He yanked her eReader out of her hand and placed it on the bedside table. “There are so many other things we could be doing, especially in a bed.”

  Arden was tempting, but he’d turned her into a nymphomaniac and she wanted at least one day and maybe night, where he didn’t jump her bones, or vice versa. “That is very tempting, and I know you have a high sex drive, but I’d like to have one day where we don’t jump each other. I will put my book down if you spend the day with me and promise not to make love, have sex, or fuck me.”

  He sat next to her on the bed and snuggled her to him, stroking her arm. “Deal, I’m all yours, pixie, but the same goes for you, no cornering me and taking me against my will.”

  Remy snorted. “I think you’re safe.”

  Arden grumbled, “Fine, what do you want to do?”

  “How about I shower, get dressed, and we go out, wander around the city, and see where we end up?”

  “Sounds good. I think if we don’t tell anyone besides Kane and Rane, we can leave and have it be just the two of us.”

  Kneeling up on the bed, she bounced with her excitement. “Just the two of us? No entourage?”

  “We should be fine today without backup.”

  Remy jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it.

  She smiled when she heard Arden laughed. “You do know a lock won’t ever keep me out, right?”

  “You can at least let me have the illusion,” she yelled to him as she turned the taps on. She was looking forward to today.

  * * * *

  Arden watched in agony as Remy’s tongue swirled around the spoon to lick the last of the cheesecake off.

  “That was so good. I swear, since I found out I was pregnant everything that I love taste so much better and my senses have heighten. Also, in the last couple of days my boobs have grown at least an extra two cup sizes.” She squeezed her arms against her breasts.

  The little minx was teasing him. Arden narrowed his gaze on the beauties in question and groaned. They were spilling out of her bra and right now she was showing an eyeful of cleavage.

  “I was thinking while we’re here in the city I should go to Siren’s Lingerie.” She stood and held her hand out. He grabbed it and they left the café. Remy walked toward the shopping center.

  Arden pulled her to him, stopping her. “Do you really think lingerie shopping is something I want to do with the promise you made me give you?”

  A cheeky grin came across her face, and her eyes took on an innocent light. “I made you promise, did I?” She stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips over his. “When can I make you do anything?”

  Yanking her closer to him, he palmed her arse. “Oh, you make me do things all the time. Come on, let’s go get you some new bras to hold these babies up.” He cupped her breasts and she batted his hands away.

  “Arden, we’re in public. You can’t feel me up, giving everyone a show.”

  He tweaked her now pointed nipples. His girl was getting turned on. “Who says? You seem to like me giving a show to everyone just fine.”

  She gasped and her eyed widened. “You’re an arse.” She glanced around and her gaze narrowed, glaring at whoever was watching.

  He couldn’t resist teasing her some more. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “That may be, but I’m your arse and you love me.”

  Remy snorted, turning to look at him. She shook her head and walked away, crossing her arms over her pointed nipples. Arden looked around to see a couple of people had watched the scene—an older couple who smiled his way, and a young guy who gave him the thumbs-up. As he turned to his other side he spotted a group of young women not much older than Remy staring at him. Aha, they were who got her lethal stare. He winked at them and followed his mate.

  Arden found her ahead of him, going into the shopping center. Remy didn’t stop for him, instead she walked faster. He caught up to her and reached for her hand, holding it in his own.

  “Did you go say hello to your fan club?”

  Arden laughed as he realized Remy was jealous of the group of girls. “I didn’t go to them. Don’t worry, I would have fought them off to come to you.”

  “Arrogant wolf.”

  “Ah, I do like your jealous side.”

  “I am not jealous. They were probably looking at you and thinking what a tool you are and how unlucky I am.”

  He laughed. “That’s why you gave them such a pleasant glare.”

  “Stupid werewolf genes,” she mumbled. Remy tugged her hand from his and stormed down the walkway.

  Arden caught up to her and kept pace. He wasn’t usually the fun, playful, joking guy, but Remy brought out all kinds of things in him. He was more relaxed and happy than he could ever remember being. As he followed his mate he knew the fates had chosen well for him.

  * * * *

  The shifters from overseas arrived over the next couple of weeks. Arden was busy helping them get settled, and Remy did what she could to help. Once they’d all arrived and set themselves up, Remy and Ava didn’t have anything extra to do to keep their minds off being cooped up and not allowed to go anywhere without a bunch of bodyguards. Remy knew she and Ava weren’t the only women being slowly driven crazy.

  One night while the men were out fighting Remy went to visit Pet, with Ava and a girl Remy had met once before named Lexie.

  “Has anything been done to find who this traitor is?” Lexie grumbled. “I love Duke, but I need some ‘me’ time, proper girl time at a day spa without a bunch of men hovering over us.”

  “Oh, I hear you. I thought mating a human I would be able to get away with more, but I was so wrong.” Ava rubbed her little tummy. “Logan is driving me batty. I think if this overprotection business continues these babies will be without a father because their mummy wrapped her hands around their daddy’s neck and…” Ava trailed off when Lexie and Remy laughed.

  “You are all lucky. I barely leave this house. Griffen is terrified the demons will find me and want me back. He is also selective of who he lets me see, because he’s worried that people will retaliate for what I did when I was with the demons.”

  Reaching over, Remy hugged Pet. “You did what you did to survive.” She squeezed Pet. “If anyone ever gives you trouble tell me, or better yet tell Ava—no one messes with her.”

  Ava laughed. “Oh, how I wish that statement was true. But Remy is right, Pet. You have to stick up for yourself. If that doesn’t work, you have us, your friends, who’ll help.”

  Tears ran down Pet’s cheek. “I’m so happy you found me. I’m feeling very lucky right now.”

  All four of them hugged each other, squeezing tight. As Remy pulled away she noticed Pet had gone into a trance. Remy hoped this vision was a good one like the one Pet had told her about her baby.

  Ava sat back on the sofa and sighed. “Is it wrong I’m glad she has visions too? I’ve noticed since Pet’s come Faith isn’t having as many. She’s enjoying her son like she should be.”

  Remy had noticed what Ava was saying too. Remy hadn’t spent a bunch of time with Faith like she used to, but with Faith busy with Kane, her brand new baby, and Bengie, Remy was surprised Faith had time for a
nything let alone visiting friends and socializing.

  “I noticed it too,” Lexie said. “I know I’m not as close to Faith as you two are, but those last couple of weeks before the baby came she was having so many visions, I don’t think she knew when she was in the real time.” Lexie looked worried that she’d said something wrong.

  “No, I noticed it also. I think she went a little crazy.” Ava glanced at Pet who was still in a trance. “We have to make sure Pet doesn’t get like that.”

  Remy nodded. “Yep. Pet needs to have a life. I think we should help her enroll in school. I think she’d really like that.”

  Lexie smiled. “That’s a great idea. I’m up for helping.”

  “Great, when she comes ou—”

  Remy didn’t get to finish as Pet came out of her vision, gasping and searching frantically around her.

  Remy careful went to her line of vision and in a soft voice said, “Pet. It’s okay. You’re here with us—Ava, Lexie, and me, Remy. You’re at your home that you live in with Griffen.” At Griffen’s name she relaxed and the light came back into her eyes.

  “I saw things, but I don’t know if I should tell you, because it will change things.” Pet turned to her. “Especially you, Remy, if you do go through with it.”

  Remy looked over at Ava, searching for help of what they should do. Ava grunted and wiggled forward so she was sitting up again. “Will it help people who need it? Will it help us against the demons?”

  “Oh yes, it will help you a lot against them.”

  Ava chewed on her bottom lip as she stared at her.

  “Tell me one thing first. If we do this, or whatever you see comes to pass, will I lose my baby?” Remy loved the child growing in her now. She would do anything to keep her.

  “You have her no matter what happens.”

  Phew! Remy could handle anything else as long as she still had her family. She glanced next to her and Lexie nodded for Remy to ask. “Okay, tell us what you saw, Pet.”

  “There is another demon hideout about a couple of hours from here. It’s one of the last ones for a while from the vibe I get. This one has been functioning as long as the one I was in. It has a whole bunch of supernatural people, but Remy, it has some very important ones to you. You have family down there, Remy. Your mother.”