Being evil

11

*contains graphic material*

Tess pov

I jump up-well almost- I'm held down by Asher's muscly
arm.

"Bad dream?" He says sleepily from beside me, his voice muffled since his face is mashed into the bed

"Unfortunately" I yawn

"Arabella?"

"Yes. She's coming into her own, I'm scared for her"

"We've prepared her the best we can love, whatever happens is fait" he says rubbing his eyes and brushing his hair back, which is starting to grow grey strands-no matter how much he refuses it to be a possibility. "I'm definitely not going running this morning" he chuckles

We've kept the tradition of running each morning we we woke. Excluding when we're especially tired, already have plans, or when I'm close to giving birth-which hasn't been for years

"But" he looks at me with hungry eyes "I have an idea something that consists of the same amount of exercise" i bite my lip and Yelp as he stands quickly pulling off the covers

Chills run though me as I feel his hands roam my body pulling off my silk pajamas, kissing my inner thighs lightly. I let out a small moan when he pecks my lips

"Well, you're excited this morning" I say licking my lips

"I woke up next to you" he says, attacking my neck with kisses

"Asher!" I moan as his fingers make their way to my, down stairs area.

"God" he says looking at me "you're so beautiful" I pop up tugging off his shirt my lips connecting with his he pulls off his pants and pushes me onto the bed so I'm underneath him between my legs

He looks into my eyes as he enters me. I can't help the moan as he goes deeper and deeper inside me. I wrap my arms around his neck digging my nails into his back as he begins to thrust his large member in me completely

"Faster Asher" moan, he grabs my legs putting them on his shoulders, holding them to his chest "yes Asher! Don't stop" I moan putting a hand over my mouth trying to keep quiet although our room is sound proof

There's a clapping sound as he enters me-which, during our first time in my room-our first being in his room at his old pack house- my lights which were the ones that you clap to turn on and off, this created a strobe light effect that was very awkward when we stopped to figure out what was happening.

Asher slips his arms under me holding my head in his hand, he grunts tossing his head back the pleasure consuming him.

After an half an hour, and meeting my climax three times we get up taking a shower together, which resulted  in a second round, and went to the kitchen for some breakfast

Arabella had already left for school, Roland is most likely still sleeping. But trinity-Asher's little sister who's belly is plump with her second son- joins us along with Patricia who's now given up her slutty ways after meeting her mate- who was equally as slutty but also now only sleeps with his mate- and become a close friend of mine

"I heard about the incident with patty" trinity says sipping her coffee-patty being Patricia's daughter named after her.

"Yeah, I've decided to let her be herself, let her figure it out"

"I think the personality goes along with the name" Justin chuckles coming in his hair ruffled

"Hey now" Patricia says warningly with a smile

"Has Arabella spoken of any boys? I heard of Roland finding his mate" Justin asks, Asher growls of the thought of a boy going near his youngest daughter

"No , she doesn't speak much" he answers "takes after her mother that way"

"She'll be finding a mate soon" again Asher's chest rumbles as trinitys words.

"Have you told her what she is?" Justin asks

" no." I answer. "I think it'll be best for her to figure it on her own like I did. "

"Let hope she takes it well" justin mumbles

"Is it true?" Patricia asks " Roland mate is. Human"

"Yeah" Asher says taking a bite of his eggs. "I don't know how hell introduce her to it, he'll sound completely mad."

"If i hadn't been raised in it id think he was mental"

Before I have time to comment patty busts though the door, her face bloody

"What happened?" Patrice asks standing from her seat at the bar

"Arabella attacked me!" She says holding her nose- which under the bloody mess is not pointing the the correct direction I look to Asher who's eyes hold the same thing mine do.

Fear