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 turns the lock and then leans against it as

crosses his arms.

here?” He sweeps me up and down, “I specifically remember that

you I

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

you would mind me borrowing your tie. After

very useful to you as you ravage me and bend

and then bite

for 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

like a newborn giraffe

to him without

his hand, pulling me into him,

turning hard every time I scent your arousal when I wear this tie…which is quite

the way?”

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

up the side of his neck,

throat and turns us, slamming me against the

I want other males smelling my mate’s p*ssy,

arousing her

would be because

bulge in his cr*tch, but he grabs both

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

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

wear it.”

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

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

going to

a little more pressure to it and then kisses

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

place, he rearranges the tie and puts it over my mouth, so I

out of you but sometimes you just talk way

own good.” He yanks me away and pulls me over to

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

and take everything

rustling and next thing I know he’s thrusting

pu*sy. It’s a d*mn good thing that it can. take a good pounding, because he

cries are m*ffled as he has me coming hard.

he

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

for some sort of grip as