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

once he sees me. Shutting the door, he turns the lock and then leans

crosses his arms.

me up and down,

I wanted you

I graze the arousal between my legs, and then my *lit

didn’t think you would mind

to you as you ravage me and bend me to your

and then bite my lower

indicating for me to

of the bed and stand up. I’ m not sure

him or just if I look like a newborn giraffe trying to walk for the

over to him without

around his hand,

I scent your arousal when I wear this tie…which

the way?”

smirk, “Why do you think I did it? I want you thinking of me every time you wear it.”

my tongue up the side of his neck, over the

grabs my throat and turns us, slamming me against the door

I want

how arousing her scent

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

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

but I can’t have my tie smelling like your

time to kill every

wear it.”

eyes; I’m

me too, “Are you

to f*ck

adding a little more pressure

so my chest it pressed against the door. Using

hold me in place, he rearranges the tie and puts it over my mouth,

sometimes you

He yanks me away

over the edge of it, “You want me to f*ck

and take everything

hear rustling and next thing I know

poor pu*sy. It’s a d*mn good thing that it

cries are

he

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

grip as