“Sexy,” I half accused as I joined her in the yard which was surrounded by wilderness. Lianne was checking in with Faith.

  Aubrey looked over her shoulder with a playful smile as I came up behind her, wrapped her in my arms, and pulled her back against me. She giggled, and melted back against me, her tight little heart shaped ass against my middle.

  I kissed the side of her neck, then her head, “You look ravishing.”

  Aubrey replied, “You’re clearly biased, Liam, but I’ll take it.”

  She teasingly rubbed her ass against my growing center, as I took in her sweet scent. She reached back over her head to caress my face and neck, and I had a delectable view down into her creamy golden light brown cleavage.

  “Miss me?”

  I grinned, “Every day, sexy. So, did you talk to Faith today yet?”

  She giggled, “Is that your subtle way of asking if I know you two committed as mates and started to try to have a kid?”

  I teased her stomach and the bottom of her breasts with sliding hands.

  “Yes.”

  She smirked as she turned in my arms and put her arms around my neck as she looked into my eyes. She had beautiful dark blue eyes, and her windblown raven black hair just made her look sexier. Her eyes twinkled as my hands teased her lower back and the top of her ass.

  “A not so subtle push, as to why I’m taking so damned long to make up my mind? When as a shifter and with my advantages I should’ve been first?”

  I chuckled, “Would I do that?”

  She bit her lip, “I love you, Liam. And I’m never happier than when I’m in your strong arms, and I can scent your love and the effect my body has on yours. How you cherish me when I’m the center of your universe. It’s heady, and wonderful, a dream really. What I’ve always wanted. The others are welcoming too, Cerise is a doll, Faith a sweety, and Lianne a total trip. I love them too.”

  “But?”

  She bit her lip, “No but, not on a personal level I mean, and my wolf is really content with being the omega of the pack, so to speak. I just… fuck, Liam, I’m so damned bored, and I miss you all day long. That sounds so whiny and needy to say. I love being yours, I even love them and don’t need to be influenced to accept polyamory as I feared I would two months ago. But there has to be more than that, I can’t just be your cook and a mate who lives for stolen moments and wild nights, with no other purpose or meaning in my life.

  “I know I’ll be the nanny too, of a sort, and that will change things, but if I have to deal with all this extra time and feeling inadequate for nine more months first, I’ll lose my fucking mind. That’s all that’s holding me back, really, I feel… not unappreciated, you all take care of me and adore me, you’re all perfect, it’s not having a purpose outside of family that’s killing me. If I followed you around, I wouldn’t be useful, and Faith and Cerise don’t need me either. There’s no place for me in your business.”

  I nodded, “Not being a bimbo or lazy is hardly a bad thing, sexy. I know you were struggling with that, but not how much. So do you have any ideas to fix it?”

  That was true enough, I didn’t use my knowledge power for my personal relationships, and while I picked up her struggle I hadn’t realized how deeply she felt about it.

  She smirked, “Nope, dropping it in my alpha’s lap, who I’ll breathlessly mate to and give a child, when he fixes it.”

  I laughed, “Oh, is that all? Omega?”

  She snorted, “Three gods, and while Cerise is a sweetheart, we both know she could tear me apart without breaking a nail or even getting out of breath. I’m content in that though, you all make me feel safe and protected, that’s not the problem. You know me, I love a good scrap, and I love to lose.”

  I chuckled, “True.”

  She squeaked as I scooped her up in my arms bridal carry, then sighed in contentment as she buried her nose into my neck. She was confident I could fix this, I just wished she’d come to me sooner about it.

  I moved over to the outdoor recliner and sat down, and then held her tight. She was so damned sexy, and at five foot three she was really light, soft, and warm. I told my cock to wait while I thought it through, which wasn’t easy because she was being extremely affectionate in the moment. Teasing my neck with her warm silky full lips and hot breath, while her ass wiggled to get comfortable on my now lumpy lap.

  For five years after graduating high school, she’d helped with the pack’s children, while the parents had been out at the pack businesses and jobs. It was why I thought homemaker and nanny would be a perfect fit for her, because she really enjoyed those pack duties, and it would, but not for as she said, another seven and a half months, and nine more at least before a second baby entered the picture.

  She was smart, capable, but unskilled with no experience for the workforce, and I wanted her to be home anyway, where she was safe. Maybe a sexist attitude in most men, but not for the king of the gods. I had internal and external enemies both that would target her if she was out in the world on her own. So that was an additional complication.

  Beyond that, we’d all live for a long time, hopefully, and the whole rearing our kids thing would only last so long. Four or five decades at most, if we spread our births out that much.

  Point being, I needed a solution that would stick, for after too. Not just a nine month distraction, but a responsibility that would make her feel useful after the kids had grown up and left the nest so to speak.

  She was also the last one, the other three had exchanged lifetime commitments, though in Cerise’s case there would be no children, for obvious reasons. Vampire women couldn’t get pregnant.

  Problem was I was coming up blank for a solution to close the deal and complete our family.

  I said playfully, “I suppose witch liaison is out?” Playfully, because she despised witches, most shifters did.

  She snorted, and then nipped my throat.

  Misty bailed me out, with a single privately spoken word, education. Just that one word was enough to connect all the dots, the reasons and drivers.

  Finally I said, “There’s no simple solution, and cooking and looking sexy for me isn’t enough. Do you have any desire for higher education? Online courses, to fill the time. Our children won’t be witches, but they will have the ability to cast magic as well as be strong and fast like a shifter, and intuitive like a fae. We’ll also be homeschooling them until high school.

  “From that angle, they’ll need a caregiver that can teach them right from wrong, and principles, as well as physical activity. Which you’ve got covered, but they’ll also need instruction on the dangers of magic. So you could take college courses on teaching and psychology, as well as study magic in general. I or one of the others will have to teach them actual spells and monitor their practice, but you can handle the rest that way.”

  She looked thoughtful.

  I shrugged, “I’m not sure what will happen after that, but I know by the time they’re grown I should be around a lot more. The businesses will be well-established and running themselves, the lawsuits and problems in the past, so I’ll be home more to harass you and demand lots of hot sex.”

  She smiled as she looked up at me, and said breathily, “You’d better be demanding, sir. My body needs it.”

  I laughed, “So, does that appeal, or some other major?”

  She sighed, “It’s obvious, and I should’ve thought of it. I’m woefully unprepared. In the pack I was just one person of many, helping to raise the kids. To do it alone I’m going to have to up my game and become more capable in a breadth of subjects. Honestly, nine months seems far too short now, to get ready to raise and educate our children to a high school level.”

  I chuckled, “No need for panic, sexy. What you know now will be fine for their first four years, which is just long enough to get a degree online even if casually approached. You won’t need that wider competence until they start homeschooling and begin learning witchcraft. You’re more than qualified to deliver the basic life lessons that a baby and toddler require.”

  She replied, “Good point, I didn’t see that in my mental panic. I’ll look online and enroll in courses tomorrow. Okay, so there’s only one more thing you need to do, before I mate you.”

  “What’s that?”

  She giggled, and said playfully, “Pin me down and take me, you need to earn it, and I’m not sure if you’re up to it.”

  She tickled me and squirmed, trying to mount me, but a sharp spank made her freeze, then gasp in mock-outrage and glare at me, even as I scented her thrilled arousal skyrocket. The petite sexpot couldn’t wait to be mine, and I was more than ready to take her, to commit, and to put her with child. Now that it was decided, her joy and love was overwhelming her, as well as her naughty needs coming out to play.

  I truly adored her, loved her ridiculously, but I also loved our shallow and wild sex life. She was an incredible woman, and beyond tempting as she tried to escape my arms.

  I leapt out of the chair and took her down to pin her, but she rolled into a ball and pushed against my bulk for even more momentum, back rolling and flexing her body to pop up onto her feet, as I ignominiously slammed into the grass.

  It was my turn to mock glare, as I bounced back up to my feet.

  She giggled, “You’ll have to do better than that, if you want the pleasure of my body and the rights to my womb. If you want me to belong to you, in this life.” Despite trying for taunting, that last sentence had come out breathy and wanting.

  Sure, I could use power to hold her still, but what fun would that be? Even if my sexpot would probably enjoy it, but there’d be no challenge in it for me.

  I stalked forward trying to pin her with a stare, but not nearly fast enough to catch her, as she smirked smugly at me and flittered backwards. I was enjoying the game, and the sensual grace of her movements, not to mention the delicious sway and jiggle of her breasts each time she darted backwards. The extremely apparent nipple bumps on the cotton dress just backed up her wildly rising scent of arousal, as well as the fact she probably had nothing on under it.

  I said, “You obviously want a spanking, in addition to being forcibly mated and knocked up.”

  She gasped in mock outrage, even as she blushed and heated further in obvious wicked agreement.

  That’s when I lunged at my full speed, unable to resist ending this game any longer, and I heard her gasp of shock as I put one arm around her like a vice, and with my other hand I fisted her gorgeous raven black hair. I pulled her tightly against me, grounding my hard cock against her body as I pulled her into a demanding kiss, letting out a low and possessive growl into her mouth as I claimed those sweet lips.

  She wriggled and fought, for about three seconds, then melted completely against me. Her lips, her body, her breathy sigh, complete putty in my hands as she surrendered herself to me. There was a submissive joy in her scent, a sense of complete safety along with a potent thrilling lust and need.

  My swat on her ass made her body stiffen for a split second, then she melted again and deepened the kiss with a moan of passion.

  I teleported us to the bedroom, ripped the dress off her body, and shoved her hard enough that she bounced into the middle of the bed. I leapt after her and gripped her hands. I claimed her sweet submissive lips and pinned her arms above her head, then shifted her left wrist to my left hand, so I was holding both pinned with one.

  “So sexy, I’m going to take what’s mine. You are mine, Aubrey. Including your hot petite body. I will never let you go or forsake you, I will always take care of you. I love you, but right now I’m going to fuck you and put you with child.”

  Her eyes were so wide, thrilled and lustful, and she was so breathy as she looked up into my intense gaze.

  “Yours, always. I’ll never betray you, and I will be yours in all ways, whenever you want me to warm that huge cock… if you can catch me.”

  I laughed, “Sexy.”

  I opened her legs with a knee, and I twisted her nipple with authority before running my hand down her side and around to in between her legs. She was more than ready for me, a furnace, and soaked for it. I leaned down farther, pinning her arms and crushing her beneath my weight, as I lined up and pushed into her paradise.

  A shifter mating could get kind of intense, as our wolves came to the surface as well. The words spoken both our intention and our oaths, and the mating would be official the moment I filled her with my seed.

  There’d be no love making involved, as I started to pound my way into her tight and silken paradise, truly claiming her. Not selfishly, she was loving every second of it, but I was taking her and claiming her body. Not much different than a consummation after a wedding, just a lot faster and more private.

  So much pleasure, for both of us, as I looked down on her with loving possession, and she looked up at me with lustful submission.

  She was hardly idle in my claiming, and she was claiming me right back even in her submission. Her legs went up around me like a vise, giving her more than enough leverage despite being pinned down to roll her hips powerfully in a counter thrust, each and every time I pounded home deeper into her heavenly sex.

  It was elemental and powerful, the pleasure rising with each moment, and driving us to a more and more feverish coupling of our flesh, as we joined as one. So much so, neither of us paused when our bodies met for her to get used to it, she embraced the pain and kept going, even as I started long-stroking her with firm and inexorable strokes of my cock into her hot body.

  Her pussy felt amazing, convulsing, rippling, and clenching tightly around my girth, stretched so tautly for the invasion of my pleasure.

  A part of that was the lust, but a part of that wild and heedless fuck that had us racing for our heights was a desperate need to make her mine, and for her to make me hers. To complete the mating, as our wolves pushed us to it with animalistic joy and lust.

  It was beyond intense, as our mutual passion swept us away. The waves of pleasure inundating my body as she clenched and milked, only to soften and stroke my cock with her moist and hot silken embrace as I pushed back in, it was overwhelming. She was overwhelming, so beautiful, so petitely sexy, and although I was entirely enraptured with her dark blue eyes begging to become mine, begging for my pleasure and claim on her body and womb, I was also enjoying the way her C cups bounced riotously in the bottom of my vision.

  Her sweet breathy gasps and pants joined by my possessive and pleasure filled grunts as we started to rut each other toward the end. A desperate need rising in me to claim her. So very precious, so very sexy, and all mine.

  I growled, “Mine!” and she let out a gasp as her body followed mine over the edge, with a scream, “Liam!”

  Even as I felt weak, I continued to grind into her almost animalistically, with each surge of ecstasy overwhelming my body and mind, and with every pulse of seed into her fertile womb. It enhanced both our pleasure, as her body trembled and her pussy writhed around my cock, milking me desperately.

  It got even more intense, as the mating bond between shifters set in that moment. Our wolves connected and joined with the pack magic in a far more profound and intimate way, and of course we could feel each other through our wolves. I could feel her pleasure and joy, as well as her ecstasy in our joint rapturous bliss.

  She was also turned on beyond belief, and feeling utterly safe and cherished, in my insane possessive feelings.

  Then we started to cum down, and there was a sheen of moisture in her dark blue eyes as I claimed her lips with a soft kiss. So sweet, as she moaned into my mouth and arched her back, pressing herself into me even harder. The insane lust had drained with our joining, and I was in awe of her.

  She said, “Damn, I should’ve told you to fix the problem a month ago.”

  I grinned, “So how’s it feel to be owned.”

  She giggled, “Wonderful, not that you didn’t already have full permission to my body and mind before this. But… wow, this is intense. I can feel how intense you are now, not just see and scent it.”

  “Worth the wait.”

  She grinned, “I should hope so.”

  We did make love after that, and then I took her doggie style and turned her ass cheeks red, delivering that spanking I’d promised her. I lost count of her orgasms in that round, somewhere over fifteen, so I was feeling rather pleased with myself as we headed to the shower to get ready for dinner.

  Of course, Dinner was already late, and I’d had our cook occupied, so Misty had put in an order for pizza. All I had to do was teleport to Manhattan to pick it up…

  Chapter Five

  The next morning had me in Cerise’s office early. We already knew the next wave of attacks were starting just after ten eastern time, but Mandy planned on stopping the one just after one eastern and avoiding the earlier three and latter one. She’d felt, and I’d agreed, that after my visit to Matthew that first attack would be closely monitored, but the enemy may relax and believe I was bluffing by the fourth.

  Which was probably just as well since I’d be having a busy morning. One of our soon to be competitors in the computer industry had stirred up a hornet’s nest via their cronies and bought politicians in D.C. I won’t drop names, but the two largest personal computer market competitors were really nervous right now, for good reason.

  The release hadn’t happened yet, that was still a couple of weeks away, but we’d started our ad campaign as well as preorders, and the processor manufacturer down in Mexico had started their first run of a million devices.

  Cerise said, “I don’t think we need to panic yet. The FDA is showing interest in our device because it’s an implant, or at least that’s the stated excuse. Legally they don’t really have a leg to stand on.”