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When I woke up, I did so with an immense sense of …
peace.
I hadn’t opened my eyes yet, but I could hear the birds singing and chirping, the gentle gurgling
of the creek, the scents of the forest outside… and the warm body of my wife in my arms.
Home.
I was home, in my kingdom, with my Luna beside me. Soon, too soon, my duties would claim me, taking away most of the day – but I’d perform them with pleasure. It was my pack, and I
loved it – and I loved serving my people.
Leading and serving was not just my job – it was my calling, the one thing I felt I was born to
do, and it was the best way I could honor my father’s memory.
Meanwhile, however… in this brief moment between night and day… I was not the Alpha. I
did not have the responsibility of all those lives on my shoulders.
At that moment, I was just Reiner – and Becky was just my wonderful mate, not my Luna, also
full of duties that would keep her away from me for most of the day.
We could treat ourselves to a good start.
I could see she was on the verge of waking up too: so, I held her tighter to me and started kissing her – first on her forehead, then on her temple, then on her cheek, and on the tip of that absurdly cute nose she had.
Yeah, our daughter will have to take this nose.
By the time I reached her lips, I found them curved into a smile and more than ready to greet
- me.
“Morning,” I heard her giggle against my lips as I kissed her. Her hand brushed my cheek, drawing me closer, and I instinctively clasped my hands around her hips, bringing her beneath
- me.
Damn, if the morning started like this, it was definitely gonna be a good day.
I deepened the kiss, succeeding in my intent to take her breath away: her surprise lasted only
a moment, however, because the next Becky began to respond to me in kind, her tongue playing with mine.
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I felt her fingers gripping my hair – and in response, my c**k became tremendously hard… much more than usual, and even faster.
Part of me wondered why: after all, there was no shortage of s*x between us. But then… why was my body reacting as if I hadn’t been with her in forever?
Who cares, I thought, chasing away those doubts. Only an i***t would start making strange theories with a woman as beautiful as her in his arms – and I certainly wasn’t an i***t.
“Oh, baby, you’re in trouble…”
A sigh left her lips as my hand crept under her tank top: slowly, knowing the anticipation
would drive her crazy, I began to move up, uncovering every inch of skin… until I felt
something strange.
Why the hell is she wearing a bra?
Again, I chased the thought away. Surely it wouldn’t be that little lace thing that would keep
me away from her breasts.
Suddenly, her thighs tightened around my hips – and I found myself lying on my back, with her
on top of me. Her lips pressed to mine, and …
f**k. Oh, s**t.
The feeling of her rubbing against my erection was something… s**t, I couldn’t even think.
And the scent of her arousal was so intoxicating it took my breath away.
Out of instinct, I grabbed her by the hips and pressed her harder against my pelvis: I needed to
feel everything about her – every single detail of her body.
–
I gritted my teeth as my c**k began to ache.
Goddess – I’d die if I didn’t take off my pants right away.
My… my pants?
I was in bed with my pants on?
Again, though – and thank goodness – the beautiful Venus above me distracted me: and before she got any strange ideas or doubts about who was in charge in that bed, I brought her back
under me.
Without losing a beat, Becks opened her legs, welcoming my pelvis into the cradle of her hips.
This time it was my turn to grab her hair – I knew how much it aroused her, and a small moan
escaped her lips: I felt her push herself toward me, tightening her legs around my waist,
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drawing me more toward her…
“My love…”
“s**t!”
Suddenly, Becky pulled away from me, panic and shock all over her face- and following the direction of her eyes, I understood very well why.
We were not in our bed at the pack house – but on the carpet in front of the fireplace in her
cabin, with our children sleeping blissfully on the couch next door.
“f**k,” I gasped, my heart beating so fast it almost came out of my chest.
I could have sworn to the Goddess that I had been in our room: I had seen it, damn it, it was all
… it was all as it had always been.
“I thought … for a moment it seemed like…” Becks whispered.
I looked at her – recognizing on her face the same shock I felt. It was obvious that we had both
had the same impression – being back home, as if nothing had ever happened.
“Was it a hallucination?” I asked, shocked.
“I … don’t know,” she panted. “I don’t know.”
“Mommy… Daddy…”
If my c**k had not gone totally limp the very moment I had noticed the pups on the couch,
that would have done the trick for good.
Violet’s shaggy blond head peeped out of the blankets, her drowsy and crinkled little face the sweetest thing I’d ever seen, and both Becks and I did our best to print a big, innocent smile on our faces that said ‘I did not just almost make love to my ex in the middle of the living room and not even three feet away from our children believing we were three thousand miles away‘.
“Hello baby,” both Becks and I said at the same time. Violet passed over Jim, still in
dreamland, and toddled over to us, nestling in her mother’s arms.
“I’m hungwy,” Violet declared.
“Really?” Becky said. “You know, Daddy’s hungry too – why don’t you guys have some breakfast while Mommy goes get dressed?”
I nodded quickly as Vi climbed into my arms – and the moment after, Becks sprinted toward
the stairs.
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It was hard to pretend to ignore that run: it was clear that she was running away from me,
from what had happened between us.
Having the kid in my arms, however, helped.
“Daddy breakfast,” she reminded me, planting her hands on my cheeks to get all of my
attention.
Inevitably, I cracked a smile, and pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose.
My beautiful, despotic baby girl.
“Right away, puppy. Let’s go see what we can do.”
Violet wasn’t much interested in cooking that morning: as I cooked, she sat quietly looking at her jungle book. She was so absorbed in the pictures that, since I didn’t have to worry about her and the making of breakfast was all too simple a matter, I began to think about what had
just happened.
A shared hallucination? Is this really possible?
Goodness, it had been a terribly vivid experience: I certainly hadn’t set out to look at the furniture in the room while I was two steps away from making love to her, but from what I’d noticed out of the corner of my eye it really looked like our old bedroom, not the cabin’s living
room.
Perhaps our bond was playing with our senses, our lives, to push us to act in the direction that, at the end of the day, we both wanted: it was clear that the desire was intense on both sides – and equally repressed. I certainly had no intention of acting upon it unless she gave me the green light – something she seemed rather reticent upon doing.
And I could think of no good reason for that reticence on her part other than my most recent
theory about our separation.
The sense of sickness and discomfort crept back into my stomach, closing it up – but when Becky joined us in the kitchen, beaming and utterly calm, with James in her arms, I forced myself to eat.
I was not going to disturb her peace of mind any further by not eating – she knew me too well, and she knew that I skipped meals only when I was upset. That would make her suspicious and worried, and if both of us were upset, the kids would catch onto that.
Their peace of mind was the most important thing to me: it had to be preserved at all costs.
Later, I decided – while, in my heart, it realized it was time.
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I had been putting it off for two months now, trying to figure out for myself what had split us apart, tiptoeing around my mate to avoid scaring her away – but it was no longer sustainable:
our bond was getting too strong for us to keep it at bay.
We’d really been at risk, that morning – would we be able to get out of the hallucination the
next time? Or escape from whatever devilry the Moon Goddess conceived to bring us back
together?
I already knew the answer.
I made up my mind.
I would have enjoyed the day with my family, but that night, once Becky and I had put the pups
to bed, I would have confronted her.
I would have faced the conversation that would make or break us for good.
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