Her Forever
(Book 2)- Chapter 63

Jack

Rosalie was dancing around the fire with the pack. Her blonde hair swayed as the hood of the traditional cape of our pack fell to her shoulders. She was laughing and holding hands with a few of the pups as they danced around her. She was the mother of this pack, her tender heart had captured the pack in ways I couldn’t understand. Even though she had gone through many hardships before she met me, she was still able to shine through and conquer not only the demons in her head but the enemies of this world.

Rosalie keeps glancing at me as she comes around one side of the large bonfire that took up most of the yard. It took the pack all day to gather enough wood to make a fire of this size. Many men stood around in pride at the size, it was to represent a new life, new beginning and protection among our large territory. With Rosalie’s new security measures more Wolves could spend time with their mates and still be able to protect all of us from harm.

She stopped dancing and gently swatted a pup on its bum to make them leave. She stared at me and pulled her hand up and beckoned me to join her. The little smirk playing on her lips made my heart jump on the inside of my body. Only she can make me feel this way and to know she only has eyes and heart for me makes me feel a puff of pride. Her smirk becomes a smile and then a giggle the closer I get. She skips over to me and jumps into my arms and wraps her legs around me. “There is the mighty Alpha!” she whispered furiously in my ear. I squeezed her a*s in recognition and gave her a k**s.

“Dance with me,” she demanded and let her legs go from my waist. The pups were being led home by their parents and the elders threw one last powder into the fire as it started to slowly burn out. My parents gave me a smile while Amanda turned on music more appropriate for me to dance with my lovely mate. I held her close and put nose to ear, tickling her which caused her to giggle and k**s my cheek.

As the song began to play, I could sense the large smile on Rosalie’s face. Pulling back she looked at me and her face shone like the moon. Her smile was bright and immediately stole my breath. “I love this song,” she looked at me dreamily.

“I could stay awake just to hear you breathing

Watch you smile while you are sleeping

While you’re far away and dreaming…”

Smiling at her I pulled her back to me and kissed the top of her head as we listened. Amanda couldn’t have picked a better song for us. We both sang the lyrics to the song to each other as we held one another. The past few days had been rough and I never wanted to let her go. I wanted to keep her all to myself and never let her leave our room. To bask in each other’s presence, but that isn’t who she is. She is a light at the end of the tunnel, she is the moon of the pack, she is the light that will continue to shine for me. Without her, knowing who she is and what she does to me I know I can’t live without her.

“Then I k**s your eyes

And thank God we’re together

And I just want to stay with you

In this moment forever

Forever and ever.”

At the last line of the song, I picked her up by her thighs and wrapped them around me. She holds my face in the palm of her hands. “I love you,” she whispered and tickled my lips with hers. The sparks flew across my lips and I instantly connected mine to hers without hesitation. Moaning into my mouth I started walking back to the pack house. The door was unlocked and the lights were off.

Going from memory, I walked up the stairs, not missing a step in the dark, not taking my lips from hers. Opening the door with one hand and the other firmly cupping her a*s, I held her tighter and kicked the door closed.

Gently laying her on the bed, we continued to massage each other’s tongues. Whimpers came from her as I growled as she nipped at my lower l*p. Her hooded eyes looked into mine and I saw nothing but passion, desire and love. Sampson rumbled my chest with a purr as she moved my hair over my ear. Leaning into her touch she smiled at me. “How did I get so lucky?” she whispered. “To have this life with you?” I smirked at her and gave a low chuckle in which she responded by rubbing her thighs together.

“I think Kitten, that I am the lucky one,” I said with my raspy voice. My lips crashed onto hers, hungry to fulfill her need, her want, hell, mine too. My hands trailed her body, pulling off her clothes and she did mine. Hearing small rips of our clothing I could hear her giggles fill the air which only added to my playfulness. I nipped at her ear, tickling her with my tongue as I trailed down her neck. A small gasp left her lips and I took shock as an opportunity to pull her top over her head. Her head playfully bounced on the bed and her legs wrapped around my bare body.

Our playfulness soon subsided as we touched each other. Her hands touched every part of my chest, my stomach and thighs, she sighed lovingly as she felt the sparks go through her fingers. My body ached where her fingertips brushed against my skin, wanting to feel more of her touch. I rolled onto my back, having her straddle me. Rosalie sat up and gave me her beautiful white smile before putting her lips to my neck. Trailing my neck to her mark she started sensually sucking the skin, giving me shivers down my spine, letting out a g***n. I felt my c**k become wickedly hard and pulsing.

Rosalie

I felt so empowered and in-charge as I sat on my mate. His thighs were large and it was hard to keep straddled around him with my smaller frame. He looked so delicious, I just wanted to eat him up and that is what I was going to do.

I kissed his mark and it caused him to g***n, he tightened his hands on my h**s and bucked his h**s a bit wanting some friction. I smiled as I let go of his mark with a pop. Kissing down each peck and down to his abdomen, I kissed each ab down his v-line. Jack let go of my h**s, letting me travel closer to where I wanted to be. Kissing each side of his thigh, I grabbed his large member. Feeling his heartbeat inside, I knew he was wanting a release.

Licking the tip, Jack grabbed my hair on my head and pushed me down. I licked him up and down his shaft as he spat out curses. “f**k, Rosalie!” His grip became tighter as he pushed me down deeper. His c**k hit the back of my throat and I began to bob my head. “Goddess, just like that, just like that,” he praised me. “Such a good Kitten, f**k yes!”

He was trying to push me off of him, but I wanted to taste him and have him finish inside my mouth. I wanted to show him how much I loved him, how much I cared about his pleasure because he was always the one constantly trying to cause mine. Jack wasn’t having any of it as he pulled me from his large member and had me get on my knees. I growled at the sudden loss of his member in my mouth but before I could say a word of protest, he lined himself up and plunged into me. Letting out a squeak feeling how full I was he continued to pound into me. Thrust after thrust, it wasn’t aggressive, it wasn’t animalistic, it was another level I couldn’t speak of. He hunched over, pushing into me and grabbing my breasts below me, massaging them and tweaking my n*****s that only added to my pleasure. Meeting him thrust for thrust, feeling his desire I m****d for him in a whimpering mess.

“Jack, yes, please,” I begged.

“You feel so damn good, Rosalie. Every bit of you,” he panted. “Goddess, I love you.” His thrusts started to become erratic and the arch of my back started to become painful. Noticing my discomfort, he rolled me to my side and had me on my back without breaking our connection. The love in his eyes as he looked into my soul was breathtaking. Each time we made love it felt like it was new all over again.

The sweat on our bodies started to mix together, his pants became closer as we both reached our high. He fell to the side of me and pulled me close. I nuzzled into his embrace as he held me. We didn’t have to say anything at all, the bond proved that. I could feel his love for me and my love for him.

***

“Hurry up, Rosalie! Get your lazy a*s out of bed!” My eyes flew open at the sudden intrusion of the door being flung open. Rubbing my eyes I gave Amanda a glare. What the heck did she want? “Your dress fitting is in fifteen minutes! Hurry up! Looking over to Jack’s side of the bed it was empty. His side was cold so he had been gone awhile.

“Jack?” I mind linked.

“My kitten is awake,” he laughed.

“She is, now where are you?”

“At the training fields with my father, I’m going to get fat and lazy if I don’t start working out.”

“Pretty sure you can’t get fat with all the love making we do,” I could almost see the grin on his face.

“That is true. You better hurry up, Amanda is trying to yell at me to get you going. Your dress came today and they need to put the finishing touches on it. Get going and remember to stay in the house unless you have a warrior with you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I waved him off.

“I mean it, Rosalie.”

I cut him off and padded over to the shower. Even though I only had 15 minutes to get ready for the day, I was going to spend most of it in the shower. No point of doing hair and makeup because Amanda was going to strip it down to nothing and turn me into a “doll,” she would say. I took my time, shaving every inch of my body so she didn’t have a chance to rip it out with her foul waxing she likes to do once a month. “Not this time!” I sang to myself in the shower.

Once I was done, I wrapped a big fluffy towel around my body. My hair was soaked and looked almost brown in color when wet. Taking my hand I wiped the mirror, expecting to see myself reflecting back at me, but really there was the face of the most frightening creature I’ve ever seen.

Her eyes were sunken in, looking into the hollow pits you couldn’t even her eyes. Black spider-like veins were crawling out of her black orbs. His skin was deep red with black hair protruding out of her head like silk. Her hand was touching my shoulder, nails black and talon like, you could hear the shuffling of her feet making clunking noises on the tile floor. Looking down, there were cloven hooves as I quickly looked down. The horns elongated from the top of her head that looked like rams. Fear had struck me to the core, even Derek couldn’t invoke this sort of pit in my stomach.

Turning around from the mirror, I only see Anana. Looking back at the mirror, the demon. It was then I realized that Hades’s rogue demon had come early and undetected.

“Hello, dearie.”