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

door, he turns

crosses his arms.

me up

I wanted

then my *lit with the end

you would mind

you as you ravage me and bend me

bite

me, indicating for me to

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

just if I look like a newborn giraffe trying to walk for the first time, but

make it over to him without falling, so

He grabs his tie and wraps it around his hand,

every time I scent your arousal when I wear this tie…which

the way?”

think I did it? I

drag my tongue up the side

Growling, he grabs my throat and turns us, slamming me

hurts. “Do you think I want

how arousing her scent

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

grabs both of my wrists and holds them above my

I can’t have my tie smelling like

because I don’t have time to kill every ba*t*rd that dares to breathe around me when

wear it.”

eyes; I’m so aroused right now

telling me too, “Are you going

going to

little more pressure to it and then kisses me hard.

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

the tie and puts it over my

of you but sometimes you just talk way too much, and you’re

me away and

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

everything I give

rustling and next thing I know he’s thrusting his c*ck into me and

thing that it can.

all too soon, my cries are

he

c*it rubs against the bedding, causing

the bed for some sort of grip as