responsibilities. He wasn’t naive enough to think it would solve everything, but he and Mel needed to reconnect and be with each other. And he needed to do it away from the Pack. Not just a night off with the babysitter. The demands of the Pack and the war were taking a toll on his mating, and without a solid connection, he and Mel wouldn’t be able to lead in the future when his father stepped down as Alpha.
No, they needed a break. Not from each other, but from everyone else.
A sharp pain shot through his heart.
He looked down at his sleeping son and closed his eyes. A break. Yeah. Like that could happen. No matter how much he and Mel needed time for each other, he couldn’t leave Finn. He didn’t want to. He didn’t want to miss a moment of his son’s life. What if he grew or learned something new? Kade would never forgive himself if he and Mel missed a milestone in their son’s life because he felt like he needed a break.
Did that make him a bad father? Failure seeped over him. God. What if he couldn’t do it? What if he failed at raising his son, defending his Pack…everything?
Kade shook his head. No. That was not the right path to take. He was the Heir, damn it. He didn’t have time for self-doubt. People relied on him.
He left Finn’s room and walked to the kitchen where Mel stood in one of his old T-shirts and a pair of volley-ball shorts. She rocked from foot to foot, a cookie in hand, and her eyes closed, as she hummed a tune off-key.
Damn. His woman was sexy.
Kade prowled behind her, the gold glow of his eyes, evidence of his arousal, marking his path. He wrapped his calloused palms around her hips, and she swiveled. His erection dug into his zipper, and he growled.
“Eating something sweet, are you?” He bit her earlobe, and she shivered in his hold.
“Willow’s cookies are manna.”
“Uh huh. I think I want something a bit sweeter.” He pressed his erection into the small of her back and ground against her.
She arched her back, a soft growl rumbling in her throat, and her honey-vanilla scent grew sharper as her arousal flared. His little wolf was just as turned on as he was. Good.
“We have ice cream in the freezer, I think.” She gasped as he licked a trail from behind her ear to the back of her neck.
“Not sweet enough.”
“I think I have an idea then.”
“Do you?” He thrust his hips and pushed her against the counter-top. Her hands gripped the marble, and he trailed his palms down her sides and slapped her ass with one quick sting.
She gasped and wiggled her butt.
Kade smiled a feral smile, gripped the edge of her shorts, then slid them down to her ankles. Her bare bottom fit his hands perfectly, and he threw his head back and howled softly.
“You weren’t wearing any panties, you little minx.”
“Kade…”
He bent over, lifted the shirt she wore, and trailed kisses down her spine. He licked and caressed before biting down on one soft globe.
“More.”
He bit harder then licked the sting. He parted her cheeks and lowered his face…
Finn cried out, and the smell of a dirty diaper filled the room, breaking the moment.
Kade rested his head on Mel’s backside and sighed.
Mel moaned and bent farther to pull up her shorts. “I’ve got it. Will you start breakfast? We have a Pack circle this morning and Larissa said she’d watch Finn so I can go.” Mel scurried away, and Kade groaned.
Could a wolf die of a hard-on?
Suddenly that vacation away from everything sounded not like a dream, but a necessity. Just one night away. He’d do whatever it took to make that happen because, if he didn’t get time alone with his mate, he just might scream.
Chapter 2
The next morning, Melanie lifted Finn’s little bottom and removed the dirty diaper. He looked up at her with too-wise eyes and babbled with his normal incoherence. With the efficiency of practice, she wiped, powdered, and clothed him a new diaper before he cried out again. They said
No, they needed a break. Not from each other, but from everyone else.
A sharp pain shot through his heart.
He looked down at his sleeping son and closed his eyes. A break. Yeah. Like that could happen. No matter how much he and Mel needed time for each other, he couldn’t leave Finn. He didn’t want to. He didn’t want to miss a moment of his son’s life. What if he grew or learned something new? Kade would never forgive himself if he and Mel missed a milestone in their son’s life because he felt like he needed a break.
Did that make him a bad father? Failure seeped over him. God. What if he couldn’t do it? What if he failed at raising his son, defending his Pack…everything?
Kade shook his head. No. That was not the right path to take. He was the Heir, damn it. He didn’t have time for self-doubt. People relied on him.
He left Finn’s room and walked to the kitchen where Mel stood in one of his old T-shirts and a pair of volley-ball shorts. She rocked from foot to foot, a cookie in hand, and her eyes closed, as she hummed a tune off-key.
Damn. His woman was sexy.
Kade prowled behind her, the gold glow of his eyes, evidence of his arousal, marking his path. He wrapped his calloused palms around her hips, and she swiveled. His erection dug into his zipper, and he growled.
“Eating something sweet, are you?” He bit her earlobe, and she shivered in his hold.
“Willow’s cookies are manna.”
“Uh huh. I think I want something a bit sweeter.” He pressed his erection into the small of her back and ground against her.
She arched her back, a soft growl rumbling in her throat, and her honey-vanilla scent grew sharper as her arousal flared. His little wolf was just as turned on as he was. Good.
“We have ice cream in the freezer, I think.” She gasped as he licked a trail from behind her ear to the back of her neck.
“Not sweet enough.”
“I think I have an idea then.”
“Do you?” He thrust his hips and pushed her against the counter-top. Her hands gripped the marble, and he trailed his palms down her sides and slapped her ass with one quick sting.
She gasped and wiggled her butt.
Kade smiled a feral smile, gripped the edge of her shorts, then slid them down to her ankles. Her bare bottom fit his hands perfectly, and he threw his head back and howled softly.
“You weren’t wearing any panties, you little minx.”
“Kade…”
He bent over, lifted the shirt she wore, and trailed kisses down her spine. He licked and caressed before biting down on one soft globe.
“More.”
He bit harder then licked the sting. He parted her cheeks and lowered his face…
Finn cried out, and the smell of a dirty diaper filled the room, breaking the moment.
Kade rested his head on Mel’s backside and sighed.
Mel moaned and bent farther to pull up her shorts. “I’ve got it. Will you start breakfast? We have a Pack circle this morning and Larissa said she’d watch Finn so I can go.” Mel scurried away, and Kade groaned.
Could a wolf die of a hard-on?
Suddenly that vacation away from everything sounded not like a dream, but a necessity. Just one night away. He’d do whatever it took to make that happen because, if he didn’t get time alone with his mate, he just might scream.
Chapter 2
The next morning, Melanie lifted Finn’s little bottom and removed the dirty diaper. He looked up at her with too-wise eyes and babbled with his normal incoherence. With the efficiency of practice, she wiped, powdered, and clothed him a new diaper before he cried out again. They said
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