Chapter 267

“Let’s take our dessert out onto the deck,” Victor said when we entered the master bedroom. “And let’s get comfortable.”

He began to undress while I slipped into the bathroom to remove my clothing before donning a bathrobe.

When I came out of the bathroom, Victor stood on the deck in his boxer briefs. His body was incredible. The way each powerful muscle was visible beneath his skin took my breath away.

I walked up to him and put my arms around his lean waist. “So, what’s for dessert?”

“Tiny wild strawberries and whipped cream,” he said. “Have a seat, and I’ll serve you. You’ll love it.”

I sat on a deck chair while he opened the bag and took out a bottle of champagne, two crystal flutes, and two bowls.

He poured the champagne and handed me a glass before uncovering the contents of the bowls.

The strawberries were tiny, no larger than the tip of my thumb, and they were a deep red. Victor dipped one into the fresh whipped cream and held it close to my lips.

I opened my mouth and accepted his offering, savoring the sweetness of both the whipped cream and the strawberry. It was delicious.

“My turn,” Victor said. He dipped another strawberry into the whipped cream before opening my robe and placing the strawberry on my breast.

When his mouth claimed the strawberry, his mouth sucked gently at my nipple, making me moan with delight.

“I want another,” he said and placed another sweet berry on my other breast. He took the berry into his mouth after licking my nipple several times.

“This dessert is delicious,” he said. “I want more.”

Next, he placed strawberries in a line extending from my belly button to my womanhood. As he took his time eating each berry, I began to pant with anticipation until he reached the last one.

The tiny sweet fruit was poised on my love button, which was already swollen and waiting for Victor’s attention.

Looking down, I watched him slowly lick the whipped cream from around the berry. Ooh, how I wanted his tongue on me instead of that strawberry. I thought I’d go mad with wanting.

Finally, he sucked the strawberry into his mouth and looked up into my eyes as he chewed it. Then, with his eyes still locked with mine, his tongue snaked out from between his lips and began to lick my woman’s jewel.

“Victor,” I moaned, keeping my eyes locked with his.

Our minds and souls were connected as my pleasure built higher and higher until I climaxed. I felt his joy in my pleasure as waves of ecstasy pulsed through me.

After my pulse slowed, I drank a few sips of champagne and stood. I removed my robe and his boxer briefs before pushing him into the deck chair.

“It’s my turn for dessert,” I said as I smeared whipped cream across his hard, muscled chest. Then I settled on my knees in front of him to lick it off.

I took my time, letting my tongue flow over his skin. When I reached his navel, I could sense his pleasure growing and let my mouth move lower.

I cradled his pouch in one hand and grasped his rod in the other before licking his long, hard length.

“You taste better than strawberries,” I said before taking him into my mouth.

“Oh, yes, my love,” I heard Victor say in my mind.

His rising passion sent a jolt of lust through my loins and made me try harder to bring him to the pinnacle of pleasure.

But he pulled me to my feet and spun me around. After guiding me to the deck railing, he bent me forward and found my woman’s passage from behind.

He grasped me around my waist and pistoned himself in and out of my body while I cried out in delight at the delicious sensations coursing through me.

Deeper and faster, he moved until we climaxed together, our cries of ecstasy mixing with the crashing of the waves.

He turned me to face him and took me in his arms, his lips planting kisses on my cheeks.

“You are all I need for the rest of my life, sweetheart,” he declared. “I’ll never tire of you.”

“I feel the same way about you,” I said. “The Goddess has truly blessed us, Victor. I never thought I could be this happy.”

“Let’s go inside and shower.” His hands began to roam my body. “I want to love you again before we go to sleep.”

“Love me as much as you wish, my darling,” I said as I looked into his eyes. “I am yours.”

Victor and I were waiting in the driveway when a white van pulled through the gate. Jayden was driving. When it pulled in front of us and stopped, the side door opened, and Moose jumped out.

He and Bert helped Amy and Justin out of the van, and she ran to my side. We hugged and giggled.

“I can’t wait to show you around,” I said. “You’re going to love it here.”

“First, let’s get into the house and introduce everyone,” Victor said. Leo and Mr. Gray’s nurse waited next to us.

Moose and Bert helped Mr. Gray from the van, and I was pleased by how well he was walking. His worst wounds had been to his throat and arms, but we werewolves heal quickly.

With Moose steadying him, Mr. Gray walked to Victor and gave him a big smile. “Thank you for this, Victor. Your kindness and friendship will never be forgotten.”

Victor put a hand on the older man’s shoulder. “I’m happy to help, Elliot. Now, let me introduce your nurse and your bodyguard. Jayden and I have chosen both.”

He waved Leo forward. “This is Leo Jonas. He is the best bodyguard available. He will keep you and your family safe while you’re here.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Leo,” Elliot Gray said.

Leo politely acknowledged his charge, and Victor drew an attractive middle-aged woman forward.

“This is Nina Hart,” Victor said. “She’s an experienced registered nurse. She will oversee your medical welfare while you’re here.”

The nurse gave Mr. Gray a warm smile. “I look forward to working with you. Cooking is a hobby of mine. I hope you don’t mind giving me some pointers.”

“Not at all. Cooking is my favorite subject,” Mr. Gray replied. “But I want to get better quickly. I don’t want to take advantage of Victor’s generosity.”

“Nonsense,” Victor declared. “Take your time, and be sure you are well enough to return to work. Plus, you and Amy are better off here until we capture the red wolves.”

“Now let us show you around,” I said.

Amy and I led the way into the house. She gasped when she spotted the huge glass doors to the first-level deck and ran outside to marvel at the ocean view.

“Wow!” she cried. “This is better than I could have imagined!”

Justin joined her on the deck and slipped an arm around her shoulders. While they stood with their heads together looking out over the ocean, I knew this place would work its magic on them, too.

After they got their temporary fill of the ocean view, I showed Amy and Justin the rest of the house.

They chose two smaller bedrooms and left Mr. Gray the master with its own bath. Downstairs, we explored the living room, dining room, and den. We saved the fully stocked kitchen for last.

But I was most pleased to see the look of wonder on my friend’s face when she and Justin went for their first walk on the beach.

Victor and I had coffee with everyone else on the living room deck while they were gone. Mr. Gray was more at ease than he had been since being attacked. The beach would help him heal.

After Amy and Justin returned to the beach house, we said our goodbyes and left. Moose, Bert, and Jayden followed us in the van back to the city.

They were returning the van to the association garages before taking the rest of the day off.

Victor and I planned on visiting Alex before going back to his apartment to relax. Later, we planned on having dinner at Gray’s restaurant to make sure the business was doing well without its namesake chef.

Security was still tight on Alex’s estate. But there was a familiar black car parked in front of the mansion.

“Is that William?” Victor asked.

My eyes scanned the tall, athletic male standing next to the black Mustang. “Yes, it is William.”

We watched him help a pretty girl from the passenger seat. The thin, strawberry blonde smiled into his eyes as he held her hand.

“And he brought his new girlfriend to meet us,” I added.