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

he sees me. Shutting the door, he turns

crosses his arms.

me up and down, “I specifically

told you I

arousal between my legs, and then my *lit with the end of his tie

you would mind me

me and bend me to your will, my King.”

bite my lower

me to come to him. Ever so slowly,

legs over the edge of the bed and stand up. I’ m not sure if I’m looking s*xy

if I look like a newborn giraffe trying to walk for the first

without falling, so that’s

and wraps it around his hand, pulling me into him, “Do

arousal when I

the way?”

I did it? I want you

the side of his neck, over the

turns us,

way that it hurts. “Do you think I want other males smelling my mate’s

arousing

think of how jealous they would be because it’s you that f*cks me.” I

his cr*tch, but he grabs both of my wrists and

due respect, my Queen, but I can’t have my tie smelling

to kill every ba*t*rd that dares to breathe around me

wear it.”

through hooded eyes; I’m so aroused right now that I could

me too, “Are you going

to f*ck

my neck, adding a little more pressure to it and then kisses me hard.

me around, so my

rearranges the tie and puts it over my mouth, so I can’t

of you but sometimes you just talk way too

for your own good.” He yanks me away and pulls me over to the bed only to

it, “You want me to

and take everything I

rustling and next thing I know

thing that it can. take a good

are m*ffled as he has

he

slams into me, my c*it rubs against the bedding,

bed for some sort of grip as he takes me. with everything he’s