Chapter 236

I blinked the water from my eyes and realized the shadow was a wolf …a black wolf. It must have jumped onto my balcony and entered through the glass door.

“Please be Victor,” I mumbled. With my luck lately, a burglar had caught me in the shower. But I was too tired to be afraid. I’d dealt with worse than a burglar in the last few days.

I wrapped the towel around my body and flung the shower door open. In the exact second, the wolf shifted human, and my magnificently masculine fiancé stood before me in all his naked glory.

“I missed you too much to leave you and go home alone,” he apologized. “I'm wiped out and just want to hold you while we sleep.”

“But what if somebody comes into my room?” I asked. Jennifer would be shocked to find Victor in my bed.

“You could lock the door,” he suggested.

My eyes roamed over Victor’s muscular form. He was breathtaking. Every muscle was defined as if it were sculpted from granite.

His wide shoulders and broad chest tapered into lean, narrow hips. His flat abdomen had a perfect six-pack. And his legs were powerful pillars of shapely rock-hard flesh.

That body would be an extreme temptation to have in my bed, and I would be mortified if anyone knew he spent the night there. But how could I send him away? I missed him the moment he left me at the front door.

“Okay,” I relented. “You can sleep with me tonight. But we’re just sleeping.”

He grinned. “I’m too tired for anything else, sweetheart. Except for a quick shower.” He kissed my cheek as he pushed past me to use the shower.

“I’ll lock the door, but we must be quiet so nobody knows you’re here,” I added before he turned on the water.

He gave me a thumbs-up and closed the shower door.

After locking my bedroom door, I toweled my hair partially dry and slipped a thin white nightgown over my head before starting to dry the curly mess with the diffuser and a curl relaxer.

When I was finished, the shower was empty, and Victor was in my bed. I climbed in next to him, turned away from him, and turned off the light.

Before I could roll onto my back, a strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me against Victor’s warm body. He kissed my neck, sending shivers through me while his hand drifted to my breasts.

He cupped one breast and ran a thumb over my nipple. It hardened into a point as a wave of lust shot straight to my womanhood.

Ooh, yes,” I moaned.

“Shhh, my love,” he whispered. “We don’t want anyone to hear us.” He rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making me bite my lip.

“I thought you were tired,” I panted. I wanted him badly, but I was still afraid of being caught.

“Your body would wake up any man,” he murmured as he continued to caress my breasts. “Let me love you, sweetheart. The door is locked, and we are engaged, fated mates. I can sense your desire for me.”

“Yes,” I breathed. “I want you. Don’t stop.”

His growing desire for me was beginning to press against my lower back. I reached behind me and caressed his rigid manhood, delighting in his groan of lust.

He pulled up my nightgown and guided himself to the opening of my vagina. I shuddered with delight when the tip of his penis began to penetrate my body.

But instead of plunging inside me, he held perfectly still while he ran his hand down my belly, inserted one finger between my nether lips, and began to gently stroke my swollen clitoris.

“Ooh, Victor, yes,” I moaned loudly before putting a hand over my mouth. My body was more than ready to receive him, and I wriggled my hips to get him to push deeper into my body.

Instead, he teased me by continuing to hold still while rubbing the perfect spot on my clitoris.

I was about to climax when he stopped, and his hand returned to my breasts.

It was sweet torture, and I emitted a sound of frustration while writhing against him.

“Shhh, my love,” he whispered into my ear. “Waiting will make it even better.”

After kissing my neck while playing with my breasts for a while, his hand returned to my womanhood, and he brought me to the brink of an orgasm again.

When he pulled his hand away again, I couldn’t remain silent. “Please, Victor,” I whimpered.

Sensing my burning need, he grabbed my hips and drove inside me.

I bit the heel of my hand to keep from screaming when I climaxed instantly, my womanhood clenching his penis with spasms of pure pleasure.

He froze, his manhood buried deep inside me until the spasms passed.

“My love,” he whispered and began to move again faster until our souls touched, and we were hurtled together toward an earth-shattering crescendo that made me cry out in ecstasy.

At that moment, I didn’t care if anyone knew Victor was in my bed. It felt too good, and I am his true mate. There could be no shame in loving each other.

I turned in his arms, and we kissed. We would both sleep well tonight.

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Someone knocking on my door woke us the next morning.

“Miss, are you awake?” Jennifer called.

Victor kissed me, sprang from the bed, and hurried to the balcony. He shifted before he got there. I watched his wolf leap gracefully to the ground before I got up to answer the door.

“Good morning, Jennifer,” I said. “I’m afraid I was still asleep, but I’m glad you woke me. There’s a lot I want to do today.”

“Let me fix your hair before you go down to breakfast,” she said. “Did you sleep with it wet?”

“It wasn’t completely dry,” I admitted. “I was exhausted when I got home last night. I’ll shower and rewash it.”

After Jennifer did my hair, I went downstairs for breakfast with Alex.

“Good morning,” I said as I kissed Alex’s cheek. I sat across from him and took a sip of the juice that was waiting for me.

Alex picked up a golden triangle of toast. “It’s wonderful to have you home again, dearest.”

“It’s wonderful to be home,” I replied. “I need to talk to you about Amy’s birthday.”

“Mr. Gray already called me,” Alex said. “It’s fine with me to have her birthday party here, but her first shift ceremony must be in the garden.”

“That sounds good to me,” I said. “The garden will be a beautiful place to hold a ceremony.”

Alex lowered his voice.“He also told me their secret, and I agree with him that Amy must know and accept the truth about her adoption before you can plan this party.”

“Absolutely. It’s unthinkable for her to find out in front of other people.”

I took my phone from my pocket and texted Amy, reminding her about the football game the following afternoon. I would accompany her back to Gray’s restaurant and be there when Mr. Gray told her she was adopted.

I wasn’t sure how my friend would react, but I had faith that she was a good person and loved the man who raised her.

As I put my phone away, Victor walked into the morning room and sat at the table to my right. He was wearing clothes from his suitcase that he had taken with us to the beach house.

Rumpled and unshaven, I thought he looked straight-fire hot. But Alex seemed suspicious. He gave him a sideways glance, and a smirk formed on his face.

“Sorry, I’m running late,” Victor apologized. “I didn’t have much time to get ready this morning. Could I borrow a razor and a comb before we leave for the association?”

Alex nodded at Benson, who left the room to get the items Victor requested.

“I see Daisy accepted your engagement ring.” Alex took a key from his key ring and slid it across the table to Victor. “Since you are properly engaged, you may use this key to come into the house at night instead of my daughter’s balcony.”

Victor and I blushed.

Alex chuckled. “Don’t be embarrassed. Did I ever tell you about the time I fell from Joanna’s bedroom window early one morning?”

“No,” Victor replied before he and I burst into laughter.

My phone buzzed, and I checked the screen.

It was a text from Amy. She was looking forward to the football game, and she wanted to invite me to eat dinner with her and Mr. Gray afterward.

I replied with a thumbs up and smiley face emoji and prayed she would take the news of being adopted well.