Chapter 528

When he finally pulls away, he puts his forehead against mine. “I don’t know what made you decide to do that, Lily, but that was incredible.”

I smile, pleased with myself for having given him the pleasure he has been giving to me.

We dry off and crawl into bed together. It occurs to me that I would be happy getting into bed with Clint every night, curling up on his chest, while he wraps his arms around me, listening to the sound of our wolves purring to each other. In a flash, I see my future, clear as day with Clint by my side, and I know, want this more than anything.

The next morning. I wake up, practically laying on top of Clint. He kisses my head. “Good morning.

beautiful.”

I lift my head and look at him. “Have you been awake long?” I ask, noticing that he doesn’t look sleepy.

“A while. I was enjoying having you laying on my chest.” His hand is stroking my back from the top of my butt cheek to my shoulder blade. I have the urge to stretch like a cat under his touch.

“I’m a wolf, not a cat.‘ Andra huffs at me. “But it does feel good. Clint can stroke us any time he wants.”

“What does Andra have to say this morning?” Clint asks me.

Honesty. I promised to give him honesty. “We are both enjoying the way you’re stroking my back. It makes me want to arch against your hand. I thought like a cat, but Andra took offense.”

I feel his chest bouncing under me with his laughter. “I’m happy to stroke either of you any time.”

My hussy of a wolf pushes forward. “Thank you, Clint, your touch is very nice.” She tells him.

He strokes my face with the back of his fingers. Donovan pushing forward. “We love touching you, both of you.” He says.

I watch as Clint pulls Donovan back. “Before these two get carried away, it smells like someone is cooking breakfast out there.”

I sniff the air and sure enough, it smells like pancakes and bacon. My stomach rumbles.

“Let’s get my girls fed.” Clint said.

“Your girls?”

“Mmmhmm.” He says, kissing my nose. “You and Andra. My girls.”

Andra begins purring at this. I roll my eyes, before moving off Clint.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” I ask, pulling on some clothes.

“Whitewater rafting today. We need to leave soon, I think it’s an hour or so away and we need to be there by a certain time.

When I open the door to our room to go to the kitchen. I stop in my tracks. Anders has Cali up against the counter and is kissing her the same way Clint kisses me. I already know that Cali is going to be dazed when he pulls away.

Clint comes up behind me and clears his throat. “Something smells good.”

Anders whips his head around, growling at Clint. I frown, what’s this?

“I meant breakfast.” Clint says, meaningfully. And it takes me a moment before I realize that we can smell Cali’s arousal from Anders‘ kisses and Anders took Clint’s statement all wrong.

Cali blushes a bright shade of red and Anders steps back, running a hand through his hair. “Sorry about that.”

“No problem, as long as breakfast doesn’t get burned because you aren’t paying attention.” Clint teases him before walking into the kitchen to check the pancakes.

Cali looks at me and I can tell that we have a lot to catch up on. Although maybe not. As much as I want to tell someone about what happened between me and Clint, I also want to keep it private. I don’t want to share it with anyone, not even Cali.

As we sit down to eat, we begin talking about the day. “Isn’t it too early to go white water rafting?” Cali asks.

Anders smiles at her in a way that feels very intimate. Oh yeah, there’s a story there.

“Usually, but dad got the pack here to agree to a modified version for us. We have to go south, and it won’t be the normal version, but it will still be fun. And because it’s someone that works for the pack that’s taking us, we can swim and not worry about the water temperature being too cold for humans.

We finish breakfast and get changed for our trip. Everyone is excited and while the rafting isn’t as exciting as I’m sure it is during the season, it’s still fun and we take some time to swim in the water. It is cold, but Clint warms me up.

“Someday, we’ll come back during the season and go on a real whitewater rafting trip, if you’d like.”

thou I wrap my arms and legs around him in the water. “I would love that. It’s really beautiful here. And I know have other places in the country that do whitewater rafting as well.”

“It’s a date.” He says, kissing me.