Tamar P.O.V.
A few hours later.... at her house in Moon Shine Pack.
Our pack doctor has given everyone the all clear. Dean was sent back to his pack house with a nurse to monitor and clean his wounds. He will be perfectly fine and fully recovered in the next three days. He has a strong wolf.
Luckily, we had no injuries or deaths on our side.
Our pack is nice and quiet. We have security on full alert. Maya and Shari are on the way to help me figure out this mystery and help me protect my sister. I just need to figure out a way to get that cellphone away from Alpha River long enough to have a good look through it or clone it without him knowing it. Because I don't think he will knowingly give it to me.
Whatever he saw on that phone has him terrified of my reaction to it.
For now, Miriam is with Mr. Smooth Talker and I told her don't let him talk her out of her underwear. Or I was going to lose my shit. FOR REAL ...FOR REAL!!
Miriam P.O.V.
.........In a guestroom located in the packhouse inside the Misty Mountain Pack.
My skin heats up with each thrust of his fingers, and each forceful lap of his tongue. I cannot stop the moans and pleasure tearing through my slackened jaw. My hand is wrapped in his hair, giving the impression that I have control, but I don't. I control nothing and I love it.
His hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts off my ability to breathe and black spots are clouding my vision and yet, I'm not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he has to give me.
He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel has teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he continues to suck and pull at my clit without mercy. Sparks erupted throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul and destroying what was left of my resistance.
How did I even get here after I promised to keep my underwear on and keep my guard up, you ask?
Well! I don't even know. One minute, I was getting ready for bed in a really nice guestroom in Alpha Kevin's packhouse. After refusing firmly not to sleep in his bedroom or in the Luna suite for now. He wasn't happy but finally agreed to let me be for now.
He claimed he was going to go to his bedroom and take a shower. He promised to check back in with me later before retiring for the night. He wanted to make sure that I was good, and I didn't need anything while staying in his home. I thought he was being a really good host.
My pajamas were lying on the bed. I had just kicked him out of the guest room and jumped into a nice hot bubble bath. I was enjoying the bubbles, my wine and my soft jazz playing in the background. When he appeared asking if I needed anything else?
Damn! He looked sexy as hell! I am not going to lie. He looked fresh from a hot shower and I could tell him and his wolf were finding it hard to be away from me.
He asked,"Can I at least wash your hair? I like taking care of you. It will calm my wolf, please."
I agreed since it sounded completely innocent. My wolf, Cleopatra, told me not to be mean to him.
Besides, in my mind, I would kick him out afterward, and I would still have a tub filled with bubbles to hide my nudity.
Therefore, all I can say in my defense is that... that man gives the best scalp massages and neck massages. They should be against the law. I found myself so relaxed and at peace with the world. Then, at some point, it started to feel extremely good, too good, actually. I started moaning louder and louder as his hands got bolder and bolder and started traveling farther down my body.
My damn wolf, Cleopatra, is a damn traitor and no fucking help at all. When it comes to this damn man.
Next thing I remember is he was giving me a complete bath and wrapping me in this soft white Egyptian Cotton Luxury bath oversize towel that I quickly got lost in.
Afterward, he carried me to his bedroom, to his bed and softly placed me on the bed. After that, he kissed me and I kissed him back.
Suddenly, before I could process anything else, he buried his face between my legs and has been eating me non-stop for hours. My soul has left my body repeatedly, and he's still at it. I have begged him to stop only to be rewarded with another and another mind-blowing, life-changing orgasm. I have literally lost my voice, my willpower, my mind to his incredibly wicked magical tongue and fingers.
I literally don't think I can handle another orgasm, or I am going to pass out. I know I can't face my sister after surrendering repeatedly to his unbelievable torture.