“Oh yeah. That feels so good.”
He stroked into her pussy while he sucked and nipped at her lower lips. She reached down to grasp his hair again. Moaning as his tongue worked at her clit. Faster and harder. She rocked her hips against his mouth.
“Don’t stop. Oh God, Joe. Don’t stop!”
Desire coiled inside her. Pleasure twisting tighter and tighter until she was gasping and straining with need. His fingers flew and his tongue flicked. Her fingers knotted in his hair and she arched. Rocking faster. Wanting more. Needing it.
“Joe, pleeease.”
His mouth covered her clit and he sucked. Drew on her. Nipped her. Then returned to the sensual stroke of his tongue. Her limbs grew taut as her body stiffened. Release just one teasing touch away. His fingers added to the tension by slipping in and out of her wet pussy. Driving her higher.
“Oh God. More.”
He growled, pulling her hips closer before returning his mouth to her swollen hot folds. He parted the labia further so her clit couldn’t hide. When he hit her with his tongue this time, she fought a scream as she shook. Right on the edge.
“Quiet, angel.”
“Just do it, stud. I’m so close…”
She growled at him, tugging at his hair and his eyes twinkled with amusement. To appease her demands, he buried himself back in her pussy. When his tongue connected this time, he didn’t stop. Even when she let out a yelp of surprise and hungry cries. She focused on the swirl of his tongue. The draw of his mouth. The nip of his teeth. All combined to take her over the top. Mandy sobbed, holding his head in place while waves of satisfaction flowed through her as she came—and came.
When he finally lifted his mouth, she felt spent. But Joe wasn’t done. He unzipped his pants and surged upward, seating himself in her wet pussy. He filled her. Thrusting deep and she moaned as his mouth sought hers. Their lips met and she tasted herself, sucking at his lips while he plunged into her. Riding her. She gasped as her desire rose again and she was moving with him. Open for him.
“Ah, angel. You’re so fucking wet. I swear you’re sucking my cock off with that hungry pussy of yours.”
She chuckled, wrapping her arms and legs around him. His mouth trailed down her neck and she nipped his jawline. Running her fingers through his hair, she raised her hips to meet his thrusts. He groaned and she clenched on him. Her pussy constricted. Squeezing him as he withdrew and opening to welcome him back inside. He grunted. Pounding harder and faster. Gasping. Tensing above her as he skated at the edge of release.
“Come for me, Joe,” she cried, clutching him.
“Come with me, angel.” He moaned, “I need you.”
Her pussy clasped his driving cock and the friction between them left her panting. Twisting inside her making her clit throb. He took her with hard fast stabs and she responded. Her pussy gripping him. Both of them damp as desire rose and wound around them. Binding them together. Mandy screamed as her climax tore through her body. She clutched Joe tight, fighting the way his withdrawal. She wanted him to stay inside her forever. Uniting them completely. With her pussy spasming and her body shaking, Joe reached his peak and he went rigid. Howling as he came. They rocked together. Groaning and kissing as their bodies shuddered together. Feeding on each other’s arousal and release.
At last they collapsed, trying to catch their breaths. Puffing and panting. Mandy threw her head back as Joe dropped into her arms. Exhausted as if they’d just completed a marathon. Mandy reached out to cradle Joe’s cheek in her palm and he turned his head to kiss her hand.
“That was fucking awesome,” he sighed.
“Yeah. It really was.” She chuckled as he kissed her forehead.
“Joseph! Amanda! Your presence is required. Now,” Leo bellowed.
“Ah shit. They heard us.” Joe scrambled off her and ran to the window to open it, letting in a cold breeze.
“Hey! That’s cold,” Mandy groused as she pulled her clothes back on and tugged a blanket over her.
“We need to get rid of the smell of sex or there’ll be hell to pay.”
“For God’s sake, Joe, we aren’t kids. We’re adults and we’re True Mates.”
“But we just fucked here. In my bedroom. It’s not—”
“Proper. Yeah, I know.” Mandy rolled her eyes as Joe frantically dressed and did his best to clean the room. He tugged her out of the bed and remade it. He opened the window wider. “Damn it, Joe. I’m freezing.” He waved the air at the window like that would clear out the smell of sex. “Shit, you look like a teenager trying to get rid of the smell of a joint.”
Joe looked over at her. “My father is going to kill us.”
She cocked her head. “Let him. We don’t have to apologize. And if he wants grandpups any time soon, he better be in favor of sexual intercourse between us.”
Joe rubbed his forehead and walked over to his mirror to try to neaten his hair. “Shit, I haven’t got a comb.”
“I need to take care of my makeup. Show me where the bathroom is and I’ll dig you out a comb while I get rid of my raccoon eyes.”
He nodded, quietly opening the door and all but tiptoeing down the hall. Mandy shook her head in disbelief. He was forty years old, not some wet-behind-the-ears kid who was doing it for the first time, but he acted as if he’d gotten caught misbehaving.
Joe turned to look at her. “Look, I’m sorry. But this is long tradition okay? The old wolf has ruled us all with an iron hand and it’s a tough habit to break away from.”
She hugged him. “Just remember you’re an adult now, my love. It’s time to quit asking how high when he says, jump.”
He held her tight. “Easy to say. Tough to do.”
“Joseph! Amanda! We’re waiting for you.” It was as if Leopold was right there and Joe jumped and grumbled under his breath.
“C’mon. Let’s get cleaned up and go face the piper.”
“I’m not apologizing for seducing you.”
“The seduction was mutual.”
She smiled. “I’m glad you admit it.”
“That doesn’t mean I really want to get the lecture he’s just waiting to deliver.”
“Let him wait a little longer. Now, where’s the bathroom?”
Ten minutes later, Joe shook his head impatiently as he watched Mandy carefully repair her makeup. Nothing on earth was going to convince her to hurry either. No matter what he said, she just gave him a look and returned to the mirror. He could almost feel his father fuming downstairs.
“Joe, has it ever occurred to you that he treats you like a kid because you act like one?”
He blinked. “No, I hadn’t really considered it.”
“Well do. If you act like a grown alpha male, which you are, he may begin to treat you like one. With the respect you deserve.”
Joe swallowed, leaning against the wall. She was right. He’d always acted like he was a sixteen-year-old fuckup around his sire. Always expecting to get yelled at. Waiting for the old man to pounce on him as if he was prey. But he wasn’t. Not anymore.
She turned to him and kissed his cheek. “Much better. Now hold on to that and remember that you deserve respect.”
He swallowed and followed her out of the bathroom. There was a cold breeze in the hallway.
“Oh shit!”
He ran into his bedroom and shut the bedroom window. At least the room didn’t smell like sex anymore, but it was fucking cold now. Mandy stood at the door and raised her brows at him. He laughed.
“Right. Act like an adult. It’ll take some practice.”
“Time to get started.”
She took his hand and tugged at him, leading him down. As they rounded the landing, Joe had to swallow. His father stood at the foot of the stairs with his arms crossed over his chest. They came to a stop in front of him and Mandy slipped her arm around his waist.
You’re an adult and you don’t need to apologize for anything.
This is their house.
Do they want gr
andpups?
Okay. Right.
“What have you to say for yourself, Joseph?”
“About what?” He fought a wince. He sounded like a defiant teenager. His father frowned and his gut began to dance with nervousness.
Keep it together. No apologies. He’ll respect you for standing your ground.
Are you sure?
It’s a good guess, but I could be wrong.
Great.
Man up, honey.
“You and your mate were upstairs rather long.”
“We were talking.”
“Talking? That is not what it sounded like to me.”
“Then you shouldn’t have listened.” He tried to smile pleasantly at the old wolf, but he had the feeling it looked more like a grimace.
“It was rather difficult not to listen, son. You were not at all discreet or circumspect. It embarrassed your mother.”
“Mother or you?”
His father’s lips tightened and he straightened. Joe got ready for the blast, but his mother joined them and took his father’s arm.
“I wasn’t embarrassed, Leo. I did, however, have trouble stopping the laughter from bubbling out at the expression of outrage on your face.”
“It’s inappropriate. His brothers are impressionable.
“Jacob and Julian are adult males. They wanted to laugh out loud too.”
“Did they?”
“Yes. The only reason they didn’t was out of respect for you. Think about it. Joseph and Amanda are young and newly mated, my love. I’m sure you can dredge through your own memory for that time in our lives.”
For the first time in his life, Joe saw his father blush. Leopold always seemed such a stoic male. Almost like a robot. Yet, the look he turned on his mate in that moment was intimate and disturbingly erotic. Like the minute he got Maria alone after their sons left, Leopold was going to chase her to the bedroom for some fun.
He probably will. You had to get your passion from somewhere.
Yeah, but…damn, I really didn’t want to think about that in relation to my parents.
Welcome to the real world, honey.
He glanced down into her eyes and the laughter there made him grin. He dropped a light kiss on her lips and hugged her.
“If you want grandpups someday, Leo, you better hope we do that an awful lot,” Mandy pointed out.
The old wolf’s lips twitched as he met his daughter-in-law’s gaze. “Perhaps. But it would be well to make less noise.”
“Hey, think about it. If I’m screaming, he’s good at it.” She tugged Joe’s hand. “C’mon stud. I’m sure your bros are gonna want to rib you mercilessly.”
Joe followed her, glancing back once. Leo took Maria in his arms and planted one hot kiss on her. Joe shook his head and followed his mate back to the living room. He really didn’t want to watch his folks get wild together. He got enough of that hanging out with Carly and Eddie, and Sharon and Tom.
When they walked into the living room his brothers caught sight of him and stood up and began to applaud. Joe’s face heated and he ducked his head, but he also felt proud. Shit. It must have sounded good down here. He knew it felt good upstairs.
“Funny guys,” he growled.
“Impressive, big brother,” Jake teased him. “It is big brother, right Mandy? Don’t mess with my hero worship, please.”
She chuckled. “Oh yeah. Rest assured he’s Big Joe, not Little Joe.”
Julian clapped him on the shoulder. “You should have seen Father’s face. It was priceless.”
“Was Mother really fighting laughter?”
“Hell, yeah. She looked at me and at Jules then had to look away. Her lips were twitching and her eyes were dancing. She loved it.”
Joe wouldn’t want to distress his mother for anything.
“Hey, I was there too you know. Surely you heard him howling.”
Jake blushed. “Well, yeah. But it’s not right to talk about.”
Mandy burst into delighted laughter. “So you can tell him he’s a stud, but you can’t tell me I’m one sexy little wolf bitch?”
Jules glanced at her. “We want to live to see another day and if we said that Joe would kill us.”
“Smart thinking, baby brother.”
Mandy shook her head. “What a pathetic double standard! I am hot.”
“Yes, angel, you are. But I don’t want my brothers telling you that.”
She hugged him. “You big baby.”
“Naw, he’s a possessive bastard. That’s what he is,” Jake argued.
“Language, Jacob.”
Joe and his brothers jumped in reaction to his father’s voice. Mandy gave him a look and he fought his natural inclination to apologize for getting busy with her upstairs. She squeezed his hand. This True Mate stuff was coming in kind of handy.
I come in handy for all kinds of stuff.
You sure do, angel.
Maria came forward and gave Mandy a hug. “We’re glad you’re a part of our family now and we’d love to welcome you here for a longer visit. It’s something of a family tradition to celebrate Valentine’s Day together.”
“February fourteenth is my mother’s birthday,” Joe said.
Mandy bit her lip and glanced at him and he knew she was thinking of her parents. “Well, my folks are staying with me in Whitewolf for a few weeks. Valentine’s Day is their mate anniversary—and this year is number forty, so I really need to be home with them to help them celebrate.”
“Forty years. That’s wonderful. How did they meet?” Maria asked.
“They met at a Valentine’s Day dance when my mom was a senior in high school. She was eighteen and he was this older guy in a leather jacket with a bad attitude. Grandfather hated Eddie, but Carly adored him.” She laughed.
“Are you having a large party?” Maria asked.
“I wanted to, but they wanted something quiet. Just family, you know?”
“I can understand that. Meeting your True Mate is a very intimate experience.”
“Yeah, I know.” Mandy smiled. “Eddie and Carly usually take some time off the road for their anniversary and this year the band is going to be recording a new release using the studio they built at my place. So I really need to be there.”
“Oh. We understand, don’t we dear?” Maria nodded at Leo.
Mandy tilted her head. “You know, my place is really huge. There’d be room enough for all of you to join us. We could have one big family celebration to celebrate your birthday and my parents’ anniversary.”
Mandy, what the hell are you doing?
Extending an invitation.
Are you insane?
I don’t want to hurt your mother, and there’s no reason your parents and brothers can’t join us.
You’re nuts.
I love you too.
“We wouldn’t want to impose.”
“You wouldn’t be. Not at all. I know it might be odd not to be in your own home when you live so close, but all of us could be under the same roof and get to know each other,” Mandy said.
Maria glanced inquiringly at Leo. Her brows rose and his lips curled in a small smile. “We’d love to. How kind of you to offer. Are you sure you have enough room?”
“Oh yeah. I could open the place as a B&B if I wanted to, so there are plenty of bedrooms for everyone.”
His father nodded once. “Then all of our sons can be under one roof to celebrate their mother’s birthday. How pleasant.”
Jacob and Julian, who’d been grinning at him and nudging him in the back, paused. “You mean you want us to go there too?” Jacob asked.
“You aren’t in a performance or teaching this semester, are you Jacob?”
“No, actually I’m not. I won’t start teaching until the summer semester and I missed the auditions for the next opera.”
“And you Julian?”
“Me either and for the same reasons.”
“Then Denver’s loss is our gain. We may all share some family time
together. It will make your mother very happy.”
His brothers exchanged looks then glared at him. He shrugged, trying to reassure them that this hadn’t been his idea at all.
“Good. Then it’s settled.”
“You’re welcome to drive out today.” Mandy cocked her head. “And if you stay through next weekend, you can see Joe in action. The Pack is booked to perform at a bar in Whitewolf.”
Leopold raised his bushy white brows. “Rock music?”
Mandy laughed. “Oh yeah. They play covers and original music.” She turned to him. “Is any of it yours yet?”
“Yeah. I’ve written a couple of our regular ones. We always need good material for the CDs so your dad and I have co-written quite a few.”
“You have written music, Joseph?”
He colored. “Yes, Father.”
“Fascinating.”
Mandy drew his attention back to her by setting her hand on his arm. “If I remember Eddie’s process, it’s sometimes a group composition too, right?”
“Yeah, Eddie loves to jam and see what happens,” he agreed, smiling at her.
“I bet you do too, don’t you?” She winked at him and he laughed.
“Yeah. That’s how we connected when we met.”
“Cutting heads?”
“Right.”
She laughed in delight. “I wish I’d been a fly on a wall. Will you guys do that while you’re all here? Please?”
“You’d better talk to your dad about that one. He’s pissed at me. Remember?”
“Language, Joseph.”
Joe colored and glanced at his mother. “Sorry, Mother.”
She winked. “You’re forgiven, dear.”
“What is this cutting heads?”
Joe looked at his father in surprise. Surely they’d heard of it, even in the rarified air of academia and classical music.
“It’s a challenge,” Mandy explained. “Musicians play riffs back and forth trying to top each other. The winner is the one who plays the best riff that the other guy either can’t replicate or top.”
Leopold’s brows rose. “And you do this, Joseph?”
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