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 and down, “I specifically remember

told you I

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

didn’t think you would mind me

ravage me and bend me to your

and then bite my

his finger at me, indicating for me to come

of the bed and stand up.

just if I look like a newborn giraffe trying to

over to him without falling, so that’s a

his tie and wraps it around his hand,

time I scent your arousal when I wear

the way?”

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

tongue up the side of his neck, over

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

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

how arousing her

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

but he grabs both of my wrists and holds

I

every ba*t*rd that dares to

wear it.”

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

him telling me too, “Are you going to keep manhandling me or

to

more pressure to

spins me around, so

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

love the s*it out of you but sometimes

c*cky for your own good.” He yanks me away and pulls me over to

me over the edge of it, “You want me to

and take everything

know he’s thrusting his c*ck into me and

good thing that it can. take a good

soon, my cries are m*ffled as he has me

he

rubs against the bedding, causing

sort of grip as he