Without Regret (Pyte/Sentinel #2)(26)

“Bloody hell,” Kale groaned, closing his eyes in resignation. “Now I know we’re even after I do this.”

Not until the last drop of Kale’s blood left his body, Logan thought, but the man didn’t need to know that at the moment. He had enough to deal with at the moment.

But soon……..

Chapter 8

“Baby, I have to go,” Ephraim mumbled against Madison’s lips, groaning when she ran her fingers over the neck of his black tee shirt, down his stomach and over the waist of his jeans until she finally cupped his erection through his pants and squeezed, hard.

“All I need is five minutes,” Madison promised as she ran her clever little hand back up to the waist of his pants and yanked his shirt up and over his head so that she could run her fingers over his bare skin and the head of his erection as it pushed past the waist of his pants in an attempt to get closer to Madison.

Ephraim growled as she gripped the tip of his hard c**k and pulled it straight up, freeing several more inches of his erection for her busy little hand to play with.

“I have to go, baby,” he said, but he made no move to step away from her. Between the way she was rubbing the few drops of excitement that had escaped over the tip of his erection and the way she was softly suckling his tongue as she moaned, and scent of her arousal, which hit him as hard as a battering ram a few minutes ago when she entered the basement, he was helpless to fight back or really care that his son and his mate were waiting for him.

Actually, now that he thought about it, he’d be doing his son a favor by giving him five more minutes alone with his mate. It would be good for Chris to get to know his mate, he decided, basing that of course on fatherly concern and not on the way that Madison was moaning against his mouth, or the sweet smell that was telling him that she was wet and ready for him.

“Alright, you can have five minutes,” he said, sighing heavily as if what she wanted from him somehow pained him. It did, but in a good way. Madison broke away from the kiss, giving him one of those sexy coy smiles that she knew drove him crazy “That’s very generous of you,” Madison said with a knowing look. The woman could smell how turned on he was and was going to use it to bring him to his knees and make him beg and he was going to love every f**king minute of it.

“I don’t have much time, baby,” he reminded her, fighting the urge to throw her against the wall and f**k her hard. If she wasn’t carrying his babies and was a tad unpredictable because of her hormones he’d be doing just that, but he knew she needed to run the show right now. So he fought back the urge to take over, knowing it just might kill him to keep his hands off her.

“Tonight’s a full moon,” Madison said conversationally as she slowly lowered the thin straps of the white floral summer dress she’d changed into earlier.

“Yes,” he agreed tightly as his eyes devoured a strapless baby blue lace bra that showed more than it concealed.

He licked his lips as his eyes focused on the large butterscotch ni**les poking against the lacey material and knew he could make her come just by sucking on them.

“It’s going to be a very long night,” she mused, sliding the dress down and taking the matching panties that he got a glimpse of down with the dress leaving her bare, except for the bra, which had him panting.

She leaned into him, pressing her large firm br**sts against him as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He placed his hands on her bare h*ps and nearly groaned as he slid his hands down to cup her warm bottom and pull her more snugly against him.

“Did you hear what I said, Ephraim?” she asked, drawing his attention, but stealing it again by rubbing herself against his erection.

All the air in his lungs rushed out of his body as she ground herself against him with just the right amount of pressure. Long before he’d met Madison he’d f**ked a lot of women who knew how to play the game to get what they wanted, but not one of them could hold a candle to his incredibly beautiful sexy wife.

Even after ten years he couldn’t believe how incredibly fortunate he was to have found her. She was the love of his life, his best friend, his conscious, his soul mate and the most wonderful mother any child could be blessed to have and he couldn’t imagine living an eternity without her.

“I think it would be dangerous to give you release,”

Madison said, grabbing his attention.

“Oh?” he asked, barely registering her words as she continued to rub herself against him as her fingers toyed with his hair.

“Mmmhmm,” she said, slightly rocking her h*ps against him as if she couldn’t help herself. “Well, with it being a full moon and all and Chris’ mate being untrained I was thinking that you should probably keep your edge tonight,” she suggested, her voice hoarse with her struggle not to moan.

“I see,” he mumbled, looking down at Madison’s beautiful caramel eyes just as they turned a fiery red.

His eyes moved to her mouth to find her fangs dropped, damn near bringing him to his knees. As much as he loved making love to her while looking into her beautiful caramel eyes he absolutely craved watching her lose control.

“Then what do you suggest I do to keep my edge?” he asked, smiling as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to her lips.

“I think,” Madison started to say only to pause long enough to brush her lips against his before pulling back slightly, “that you should make sure I scream your name at least twice before you leave,” she said, sounding a little breathless.