We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

CHAPTER 11

I can’t get home fast enough. Even though it matters none to Declan, I want to freshen

myself up before he gets back. I’m not sure why I’m feeling so jittery today, maybe it’s a

Dire wolf thing. I need to c*ack down and look into all of my mother’s notes tomorrow and

try practicing some of the magic that she listed to find what it is that I have inherited.

There has got to be something in her notes explaining what happened to me this

morning.

After checking on the boys, who are actually with grandma and Jonah, I run up to our

room and into the ensuite. Being a Dire wolf, I’m able to speed through my shower, even

s*aving certain parts. that need it, being careful, of course. I don’t bother with clothes

since my mate ordered me not to wear any, but I’m feeling a little rebellious, so I go into

his tie drawer and pull out his favorite tie and then go into the closet and get my tallest

Enter title…

pair of heels. After putting them on, I remember why I’ve only worn them once, and thank

the Goddess that I won’t be walking in them tonight anyway.

Climbing onto the middle of the bed, I pose myself in what I hope is a s*xy pose.

Wearing Declan’s blood red tie around my neck and these black with a red outsole,

ridiculously high, and very expensive stilettos that Cici told me that I just had to have, on

my feet, my left leg is bent as I rest my arm on top of my knee, spreading me wide open

just for him.

I can feel him getting closer, and now I’m starting to rethink this whole trying to be s*xy

act. The time for me to change my mind passes, though, as I hear him in the outer room

to our suite. Next thing I know, he’s coming through our bedroom, stopping mid- stride

the door, he turns the lock and then leans against

crosses his arms.

here?” He sweeps me up and down, “I

you I

and then my *lit with the end of his tie while

“I didn’t think you would mind

can be very useful to you as you ravage me and bend me to your will,

bite

finger at me, indicating for me to

stand up. I’ m not

look like a newborn giraffe trying to walk for the first time,

him without falling, so that’s a win for

tie and wraps it around his hand, pulling me

your arousal when I wear this

the way?”

did it? I want you thinking of me every time

tongue up the side of his neck, over the mark

us, slamming me

I want other

how arousing her

be because it’s you that f*cks

cr*tch, but he grabs both

respect, my Queen, but I can’t have

have time to kill every

wear it.”

eyes; I’m so aroused

by him telling me too, “Are you going to keep

going to

neck, adding a little more

he breaks away, he spins me around, so my chest it pressed

me in place, he rearranges the tie and

the s*it out of you but sometimes you just talk

He yanks me away and pulls me over to the bed only

to f*ck you, fine, but you’re going

take everything I

know he’s thrusting his c*ck into me

that

all too soon, my cries are m*ffled

he

rubs against the bedding, causing the fire to

sort of grip as he takes