Grace

Owen and Liam needed to leave to check the pack borders, the warriors were on edge having a human on the pack and Owen thought it would be good for them to see the Alpha be unaffected. Especially when that human doesn't know their secret. So Gavin and I were left to our own devices for supper.

"Grace..." Gavin says. My eyes lift from my plate to look at him.

"What?" I ask in a very unladylike manner, my mouth full of pasta.

"Would you be offended if I slept with Owen's brother?" He asks and I choke on my food. I sputter and cough a few times before taking a large swallow of wine.

"You want to sleep with Liam?" I ask incredulously and he nods. My heart drops at the understanding of what that would mean.

"Gavin... It's kind of soon don't you think? I mean, you just met him." I say gently. Normally I would tell him to do what makes him happy. I have no issues with who he sleeps with or when, but if he has sex with Liam it would solidify their bond and Gavin doesn't know that Liam is a werewolf yet.

"That's not like you." Gavin says, scowling at me a bit. I sigh because he's right.

"I know and normally I would say get you some but this is Owen's brother..." I say and he nods as his face looks thoughtful.

"You're right. I don't want to hit it and quit it with your brother in law and leave you to pick up the pieces of his undoubtedly broken heart." He says and I snort out a laugh and take another bite.

"Just give it another day or two. Maybe you could develop real feelings for him." I say shrugging nonchalantly and it's Gavin's turn to snort.

"Yeah right, sugar. You know my dating history. The men I pick always turn out to be assholes. There is no way a man as good looking as that could settle for me." He says, a somber look on his face and I feel frustration settle in my gut.

"Gavin. You are amazing. Funny, sweet, thoughful, loyal as fuck apparently because I never thought you'd traverse a mountain to save me from a cult. You're incredible and don't you ever sell yourself short. I can pretty much promise that Liam will see that in you too. He's a good guy and I think you would be good together." I say, squeezing his hand affectionately and he smiles wide at me.

"Thank you, Grace. You have no idea how much that means to me." He says quietly, his voice full of emotion. I smile back at him just as the front door snaps shut. Shortly after Liam and Owen come into the kitchen.

Both shirtless.

Great. Now Gavin is definitely going to want to bone Liam.

I hear Gavin let out a little squeak from next to me and look over at him, his eyes wide and jaw slack as he takes in Liam's large, muscular frame. Liam gives Gavin a sweet smile before grabbing a water bottle out of the fridge. Gavin watches Liam's throat as he swallows the liquid and adjusts himself in his chair. I elbow him in the side and his eyes snap over to me, furrowing in annoyance. He leans over closer to me so he can whisper.

"Well, excuse me for enjoying the free show. It should be illegal to be that hot. In fact, I'm gonna find me a pair of handcuffs for that man. Citizens arrest." He says, waggling his eyebrows at me. I roll my eyes and look over at Liam who is smiling wide and trying not to laugh, since he could hear every word Gavin just said.

"Is there any dinner left for us?" Owen asks, pecking a kiss to my lips.

"Of course." I say with mock offense.

"I'll get you a plate, handsome. You just go sit and relax you look like you've had a long day." Gavin coos to Liam, pushing him gently towards the table. Liam shudders when Gavin's hands land on his bare skin and I can't help but roll my eyes as Gavin piles food on a plate for Liam and sets it down in front of him.

"Are you going to get me a plate?" Owen asks jokingly and I scoff at him.

"I'm sorry, are your hands broken?" I ask cheekily and Owen laughs before grabbing himself some food.

Later, in the privacy of our room, Owen walks up behind me as I brush my teeth, resting his cheek against my shoulder blade and wrapping his arms around my waist. I smile at the affection, resting my hand on his. He takes a few deep breaths before looking up at me in the mirror.

"You know, there's something we should have talked about before." He says, concern etched on his face.

"What's that?" I ask around my toothbrush.

"Pups. Do you want children?" He asks and I accidentally shove the toothbrush to the back of my mouth in surprise, making myself gag. I take out my toothbrush and rinse before wiping my face and turning to look at him.

"Where did that come from?" I ask, circling my arms around his neck. His large hands land on my waist and he pulls me flush against him. He shrugs, but I can tell he's nervous.

"That's a normal thing for couples to talk about, isn't it?" He asks and I nod with a small smile.

"Yes, it is. And yes, I want children." I say quietly, pushing myself up on tiptoe to press my lips against him. He smiles into the kiss, pulling me closer so I meld into his warm, firm body.

"I love you so much." He mutters and I smile up at him as his eyes twinkle with joy.

"So I'm guessing you want kids?" I ask, my tone sassy and he tips his head back to laugh.

"Oh, yes. So many pups." He says, lifting me until I wrap my legs around his waist.

"When?" I ask.

"Now." He responds with a growl, laying me on the bed and hovering over me.

"I'll make a visit to the pack doctor tomorrow to get off birth control." I tell him and his eyes widen in surprise.

"Really? I thought you would tell me it's too soon." He murmurs as he rubs his nose against mine making me laugh.

"Owen, we are a witch and a werewolf, marked and mated. I'm not going anywhere and neither are you. Why wait?" I ask with a bright smile that he returns easily.

"Just when I thought you couldn't get anymore incredible." He whispers as he unties the front of my robe, growling in approval when he finds me naked underneath. His hungry eyes take me in, dipping to the curve of my hips. His hand reaches down to run through my slit, finding me wet and wanting.

"Fuck, you're ready for me aren't you sweet girl?" He coos, slipping a large finger inside of me.

My back arches into him as I moan at the intrusion, enjoying the delicious shockwaves of pleasure the small movement sends through my body. Owen pumps his finger in and out of me gently as I feel his cock swell against my leg. I pull at his shorts, his torso still blessedly bare. He chuckles at my enthusiasm and pulls his finger from me to rid himself of the offensive clothing. I sit up to pull the robe from my body and chuck it across the room making Owen laugh darkly.

I sit up and spread my legs, letting them fall easily to the side and laying myself bare for his eyes to peruse. He takes advantage of the view, stroking his cock a few times as he watches. I smile as I watch him touch himself and lean back against the pillows, bringing my own hand between my thighs and circling my clit. I groan and tilt my head back, closing my eyes to further enjoy the sensation. Owen growls and I hear him cross the room. He snatches my hand away from my body and my eyes pop open to watch as he brings my hand to his mouth, sucking my fingers clean. He leans over my body like a predator against his prey, getting his still wet lips close to my ear.

"Every little bit of you is precious. I'm not wasting a single drop." He murmurs, making my body shiver even though I am incredibly warm. His low chuckle makes goosebumps rise across my body.

"Please, Owen. It's been too long." I whine against his chest where I have tucked my face. His wolf purrs at my words. He loves it when I beg.

He lines himself up at my entrance and sits back a little to run the tip of his cock over me, collecting my wetness before pushing against me. I groan and push my hips forward, trying to get him to sink deeper. He reaches out to grip my hair, pulling me back to lay flat on the bed. The possessive way he controls my body only makes me want him more as I try to buck against him.

"You want it, love?" He taunts with a wicked smile. I nod my head as much as I can with his fingers still sunk into my hair.

"Yes! Please, Owen!" I scream and he smiles again before slamming into me, going balls deep on one firm thrust. I cry out, digging my fingernails into his skin.

He pulls out and pumps back in, my walls fluttering around his firmness as he picks up speed. I whimper and moan against him, my eyes watering as the pleasure grows.

"Owen..." I whimper as he picks up the pace, slamming harder into me.

"I know, baby. I know." He groans into my ear.

A few more firm thrusts and one devastating swirl of his hips has me detonating around him, my pussy clenching down so hard he let's go himself, stilling as he pours himself into me. He slows and takes heavy breaths, holding my body against him and tucking his face into my neck, tracing sweet kisses along my sweaty flesh.