A Kiss For Your Freedom
Chapter 80

I'm going to keep a low profile until tonight. I might as well put all the chances on my side. I go back t about the children although she has been clear on the subject and I settle in as best I can just to rest POV Dorian

Emma stays with me for a good part of the day. Jason knows that she fears nothing, which doesn't sto stays away from Jason and focuses on the children. The atmosphere is slightly tense but I have to let to I take my time eating, it's been a long time since I worked this long and my bottom is slightly sore. Jas "It's okay, it's going to be okay," I said, looking at him.

- Are you sure?

- Certainly, it's just been a long time since I forced myself like that. The repetitive movements are pair - Fights me? Really? I replace you very presumptuous, he replies, smiling at me.

I have always loved his smile, the sweetness that appears on his face when he makes this simple gest

It's as if it's the calm before the storm, as if this apparent peace is hanging by a thread before everyth He kisses my forehead before saying,

-Where are you with the weapons?

- I finished repairing an old dagger, Emma took it. We prepared some stakes too, just to make it easie - Stakes?

- It's not the first idea I've had but with children, I can't give him a weapon that's too imposing and ev "Clever," he said softly.

ar and grab my phone to send a message. My client will be delighted to know that it is only a matter of hours before the end of the mission. I inform her before the assault. I have to gain strength, my opponents are not just anyone and in the event of a fight, I absolutely must be able to hold on.

rom regretting this tension between them. She didn't leave until the afternoon started, when her stomach called her to order, just like me. Once home, she it, let them resolve it even though it affects me just as much as them.

haces as he watches me unfold it several times.

that doesn't change anything, in close combat I can still beat you, I say to lighten the mood.

puts his arm around my waist pulling me against him. I let myself do so, its warmth is most pleasant and its smell intoxicates me, soothes me, relaxes me. nges.

r to always have one with her.

a weapon that could hurt the little ones by accident.

- Fortunately she was there otherwise I think I could have even started creating a sword or somethingmeat. "She's mad at me," he whispers.

- She's upset about all this and your reaction upset her more than anything else. We have to trust her, you how like I do that she is not a fragile little thing. Few humans would manage to spend a single night with the two of us, so believe me, she will defend herself.

- I know, it's just that I was scared and my Wolf was so,

- Angry for not having felt anything. Furious at the idea that an intruder had come so close to us, to our family.

- That's it.

"I feel the same way," I said, looking into mine. But obviously, we're not the only ones who can rely on our instincts. She was the one who woke up, she was the one who felt that something was happening. Mothers are surprising, to defend their families they are ready to do anything. Our Emma has already proven that she can fight harder than her and that only for us, so imagine what she will be capable of now that she is a mother.

- You always manage to replace the right words, he replies before kissing me.

These lips move gently against mine, very gently, tenderly. I let myself do so, savoring the contact of his tongue which only asks to join mine. My arms go around his neck as my fingers tangle with his hair. I think we both need this, this short moment that only strengthens our bond.

I then realize that I no longer hear the children and regretfully leave those lips to look around before smiling. Emma took them to their room. She did it to give us a little time, just a little time that is just for us. So I return to our kiss while letting him slide between my legs. He puts his hands on my waist and pulls me close to him, sliding me to the edge of the chair.

I know it's not the time, I know we should be focusing on our enemy but as I feel the tips of those fingers going under my t-shirt I shiver without being able to contain myself. He smiles against my lips, proud of the way I react and even allows himself to add a little more by telling me,

- I like knowing that I still have as much of an effect on you, even after all these years.

- What do you want, I'm incapable of resisting you, I said, feeling my body heat up.

He smiles a little more before kissing me again and this time he doesn't just brush my skin, he runs his hands under my shirt and up my back. A long shiver runs through me. I grab his buttocks with both hands to press him against me. He growls softly as our sexes press together, hampered by the barrier of our clothes.

We can't do that, not here. I know it and so does he. The children could come back at any moment. I almost blame myself for thinking about it now, but I can't help it. Feeling it like this, so hard, so hot, almost makes me lose my mind. Our kiss grows fervent, passionate, and before I can say anything, he lifts me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me through the house.

I keep my eyes closed, lost in this kiss. I hear the door close behind us before he sets me down on the floor. Then I realize he took us to the bathroom. His gaze slides over me making me shiver a little more and he removes these clothes to finish naked in front of

me.

It's crazy how beautiful he is. He is the only man on earth that I can replace handsome and the only one that I want to see like that for the rest of my life. My tongue passes over my lips, my body moves to join him while undressing myself in turn. He enters the shower stall and turns on the water. I slide over to his side and immediately replace myself pressed against the wall as he kisses me more wildly.

This time, our sexes touch, rolling against each other, extracting from me a grunt of pleasure covered by the sound of the water. His hand comes to grab them to squeeze them before applying a slow back and forth movement. I tremble without being able to hold back, holding on to his blow while feeling my body tense towards him, thus accompanying these movements which only make the pleasure rise a little more in us.

He growls against my lips, even nibbling me as he speeds up. I would like to tell him to slow down, to tell him that he turns me on too much for me to last very long if he continues like this but he already knows that and he likes it. Knowing that despite all these years, he can make me c*m with just a few movements. His thumb passes over the top of my p***s, releasing the pressure that was building, making me moan with pleasure.

Before I can recover, he pulls back slightly and I see him bring those fingers to those lips, even letting his tongue play with them. Immediately, a new burst of heat takes hold of me and he turns me against the wall while preparing me.

Feeling those fingers inside me, coming and going, makes me moan a little louder. I put my hand over my mouth to keep from making any noise which seems to excite him even more because he pulls out before thrusting into me. My legs are shaking so much that I have trouble staying upright and he doesn't do anything to fix it because in addition to starting to move, he grabs my c**k and squeezes it lightly.

I bite my hand to keep from screaming, to keep from letting the pleasure I feel explode. These hips undulate with force, power and each time he sinks completely into me, I tremble a little more. After a few back and forths, he even allows himself to slap my buttocks, making me tense up even more as I c*m a second time between his fingers.

- I love it, he whispers in my ear. Knowing that I can make you c*m again and again, he adds, nibbling my lobe.

And I love the tone of his voice when he makes love to me, when he talks to me knowing how much I like it. His hand falls again, once, then a second time. I could curse myself for being so weak, but that's not the case and when my c**k begins to throb between his fingers, it's my turn to smile, although he doesn't see me.

He's right, it can last for hours, the advantage of being a Wolf. He speeds up, I could scream if we were alone, scream at him to continue, beg him to c*m in me again. These lips slide down my neck. These fangs pinch my skin before they sink into my mark bringing a new wave of pleasure.

He growls at me, going faster, gripping my hips, harder. I arch my back, taking him even deeper until he trembles too before spilling inside me as I follow him in a second. His body clings to mine, his fangs letting go of my skin as he places a shower of kisses on my skin.

- I love you, he said breathlessly, I love you so much.

We are less demonstrative with each other than with Emma, these kinds of words and declarations are rarer between us and every time he says it to me, I can't stop my heart from beating much faster.

- And I love you too, I said, removing my hand from my mouth.

We stay like this, against each other. The water continues to flow over us. I know we probably wouldn't have it now, but deep down we both needed it. He gradually relaxes just like me. It is definitely time to put an end to all this and above all to see it through to the end. I want us to go back to our everyday lives. I want to make love with him, with her without having to feel guilty about wanting them. Without having to tell myself that it's not the right time for that.

When we get out of the shower, he hugs me and says,

- This will all be over soon.

- I know, I said, planting my gaze on his. I know and then we can get back to our lives.