Chapter 245

Helen’s POV

My stomach buzzed in anticipation. Even the rumbling of the jet engines through the seat in my rear end didn’t dispel the feeling. Next to me, Justin adjusted his seat belt, putting his books and such within arms reach for the flight to Bora Bora.

I’d finally gone with that as the location for our honeymoon. The twins were safe with Randy and Emily, and our nanny. Outside, snow swirled around the plane, but in about fifteen hours, we would be out in warm sunlight. Well, we were arriving at night, but we’d be out in warm weather anyway in Tahiti. And from there, first thing the next morning, we were catching a small flight over to Bora BoBora.

“Are you excited?” I asked, poking Justin in the shoulder.

“For the hundredth time, I am. And I can tell you are, too, annoyingly excited. You’re going to drive me crazy.”

I poked at him again. “I don’t wanna drive you crazy, but I have an idea.”

“What?”

I tugged on his shirt, so he had to lean close so I could whisper in his ear. “I think we should join the Mile High club.”

He turned, arching an eyebrow at me. “Really?” He leaned in and whispered, his lips brushing my ear. “You want to have sex on the plane? You are such a naughty girl.”

I turned, whispering in his ear this time, making sure that I got a lick of the rim so that he knew that I was serious. “Absolutely,” I said. “We’re in first class,” I whispered. “I think there’s enough room in the first-class bathrooms. We’ll wait until the flight attendants are distracted serving the rows behind us, and then we’ll go.”

He sighed into the hair above my ear and then took a nibble of the lobe. “Right after beverage service.”

Then a new sort of tension coiled in my stomach. This trip was already yielding the results that I wanted. He hadn’t seemed so excited about sex in months, nearly a year. Given, it was hard to squeeze in as much as we wanted around caring for two babies, but what we have been having seemed kind of routine.

Now that we’d lived through everything, I was really glad that we hadn’t taken this honeymoon before having the twins. Because now, not only would we reconnect after everything with the Huntsman, but I think we needed to reconnect after being tired new parents too.

I tucked my foot over, playing footsie with him where others couldn’t see. It seemed to take forever for the flight to take off and for the beverage service to come through. Though, I knew it had only been about an hour. We had many more hours before our layover in Hawaii, so there was no need to rush this, but the anticipation was killing me.

At the very least, I should be glad that I was so excited because it wasn’t like we had time for a whole lot of foreplay in the little bathroom on an airplane, even if it was in first class. When the flight attendant reached us and asked what we wanted to drink, we each took a beverage as if we had nothing else planned.

When they were a couple of rows behind us, I slipped out and headed for the bathroom. I knew that behind me, Justin was counting off the appropriate amount of time before he, too, slipped out.

I got myself inside, and a moment later, a tap on the door announced Justin’s arrival. I opened it and peeked out. I quickly hurried him inside. We shut the door, and he crushed me to the wall kissing me.

“We have to do this quietly,” Justin whispered in my ear.

I nodded, breathing heavily. Being slightly devious and thinking ahead, I had worn a skirt. Justin lifted this, sliding my panties aside with his fingers and testing out my readiness.

I’d been thinking about this moment for so long, in such detail, while we took off and had to wait for it, that my girly regions were all primed and ready. His fingers slid over me easily.

I bit back the moan that wanted to escape, and instead, just the slightest whimper slipped out. Justin popped the button on his pants and undid his zipper. With a slight pull at the flap on the front of his boxers, his erection sprang free.

Heat pulsed through my nether regions, adding wetness on top of wetness. I hadn’t wanted my husband so badly or felt so raw and needy in a very long time.

Hitching a foot up on the edge of the sink counter, I opened myself up to him. We were already pressed close together in the tight space, and with a small thrust, Justin was up and inside me.

Oh my God. It felt so good.

Somehow, I forgot where we were and tipped my head back, leaning against the wall. Under other circumstances, that might be disgusting, but at the moment, I didn’t care. The VIP room in Honolulu would have a place where we could tidy up. I had a change of clothes in my carry-on.

I gripped under his arms and hooked my hands over his shoulders, pulling myself up onto his hips. He jammed his mouth into my shoulder, his gasps coming hard and fast. I squeezed my lower lip between my teeth, trying to keep from making any sounds and, at the same time, keeping my body as far away from the wall as I could so that we didn’t make any indiscreet bangs or thumps on the wall.

Instead, his skin just slapped against mine, the little bit that was showing on each of us. But the moment was so unbelievably naughty, and my anticipation had been so high that I was already cresting the wave of pleasure.

The moment I squeezed his shoulders as I started to cum, he bit down on my shoulder in the same spot where he marked me as his mate several years ago. Now we both quietly panted out our ecstasy, and I could feel him throbbing against the confines of my inner walls, pumping seed into me.

Not too much longer, and we’d tried sex again with him in his lycan form. I didn’t want our children to be too far apart in age. And the more lycan pups we had, the better it would be for the future of his kind.

Thankfully, I loved children, and I loved being a mother, so the idea of having four or even six children appealed to me. After all, he was the king. We could always just move into a larger house or mansion even.

Justin kissed up my neck while tucking his pieces away. “That was incredible,” he murmured in my ear.

“I know,” I breathed quietly while straightening out my skirt.

He pulled back, looking at me, lust in his eyes. “If this is how the whole honeymoon is going to go, I’m kind of glad we didn’t have one right away.”

“Why?” I asked, curious if he felt the same as I did.

“Because we were so overcome and indiscreet before the Huntsman that we could never have gotten away with something like this. Experience and discretion have opened a whole new world of possibilities.”

He reached down, rubbing gently between my legs. “I can’t wait to pull a lounge chair out on the deck and fuck you beside the turquoise water of our overwater bungalow. Now that you’ve booked it for us, I kind of like the idea of being somewhere both private and warm enough that we can have sex wherever we want.”

“There are all sorts of secluded little beaches where we can have fun, too.” I giggled. “I spent a lot of time thinking about sex while I was looking at the pictures of the resorts.”

He cocked his head, eyebrows raised. “Oh, really? And who would have thought real estate could be erotic.”

I blushed and giggled again. “You have no idea,” I said. “I got myself so turned on that I kept having to take matters into my own hands.”

He gave a soft groan, squeezing my breasts. “You have no idea how turned on I am by hearing that you’ve been touching yourself. Is it wrong that I wanna see?”

I poked his nose and winked at him. “If you want to see that, you’ll just have to be a good boy and wait for it. Maybe someday. I’m going back to my seat first.”

I unlatched the door and ducked out. If anybody had noticed our brazen act, no one said anything, not the flight attendants, and no sideways looks from the other passengers as I worked my way back to my seat.

A minute later, Justin came and joined me. I wanted to blush and giggle like I was some sort of silly schoolgirl. I felt so wild and uninhibited.

And much like I had been feeling for the past few months that life had no way to get any better, I now felt like, somehow, we had taken it up an additional level.

I hadn’t realized what I’d been missing because Justin and I had been sleeping together. But it had been nothing like this.

Now between my family and this new, more involved connection between us, everything felt right. My children were beautiful and healthy. My mate’s heart was mine once again. And I was stronger than I’d ever been, confident that I could not only control myself but that I had the power to crush the enemies of my family as I’d done with Juden.

I had no doubts that if anyone threatened my family again, I wouldn’t need Justin to rescue me, especially if our children were involved. If anyone dared to mess with my family, they had better watch out because I had finally come into my own as a Luna.