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

me. Shutting the door, he turns

crosses his arms.

we have here?” He sweeps me up and down, “I specifically

I

and then my *lit with the end of his

“I didn’t think you

can be very useful to you as you ravage me

and then bite my

at me, indicating for me to come to him. Ever so slowly, I

up. I’ m not sure if I’m looking s*xy as

to him or just if I look like a newborn giraffe

over to him without falling, so that’s

it around his hand, pulling me into

your arousal when I wear this tie…which is

the way?”

smirk, “Why do you think I did it? I want you thinking

side of his neck, over the mark

he grabs my throat and turns us, slamming me against the door but not

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

arousing her scent

because it’s you that f*cks me.” I

his cr*tch, but he grabs both of

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

time to kill every ba*t*rd that dares to

wear it.”

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

you going

going to

neck, adding a little more pressure

breaks away, he spins me around, so my chest

he rearranges the tie and puts it over my mouth,

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

yanks me away and

of it, “You want me to f*ck you, fine, but you’re

take everything I give

and next thing I know he’s

a d*mn good thing that it can. take a good pounding, because

are m*ffled as he has me coming hard.

he

slams into me, my c*it rubs against the bedding, causing the fire to reignite inside. I

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