The Pack's Doctor novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Simon's Return.

Warren.

Waking up with Yara back in my arms and safe, is incredible. Waking up with my mate straddling me and sliding herself down my hard length is fucking fantastic.

I'd spent hours reconnecting with Yara, mentally and physically last night, needing to feel the connection to her, needing to feel her. And now, apparently, my mate needs more. You won't hear me arguing, especially when I get to watch her beautiful body bouncing on me, feel her body clenching around me as comes, hear her sweet sounds as she finds her pleasure, and then see those intense eyes when they focus on me. I knew this woman would be all passion when she finally let go and here she is.

"More!" she growls, still hungry for me. Just me. The possessiveness in me is unlike anything I've ever felt. Yara has become the air that I breathe. She is everything that I need in this world and this world would be nothing without her.

I flip our positions, putting her on her back and pulling both legs over my shoulders grinding my hips into her until I feel myself touch her cervix.

"Yes!" s h e s c r e a m s .

"Is this what my mate needs?" I growl.

"Yes!"

I thrust hard into her, giving her what she needs, what she's demanding, and when she comes again, I flip her onto her hands and knees, taking her hips and continuing my punishing pace as she mewls and whimpers before both of us find our release together. I'm pretty sure my possessive roar rivals Charlie's from last night.

When I collapse beside her, I pull her to me. "Feel better?"

"For now," she says, smiling with the promise of what's to come later. I growl softly at her as she lifts up onto her elbow, resting her head on her hand and beginning to trace the scars on my chest.

"What do you see?" I ask quietly. I know I've earned every one of these scars, fought hard in order to have them and survive them, but I wonder what my mate sees when she looks at my mutilated body.

She looks up at me then back down to watch her fingers tracing the criss-crossing pattern of scars that covers my body.

"I see strength," she says, not looking up at me. "It's how I knew you'd come for me, no matter how long it took you. It's how I knew that I'd be safe eventually. I knew that nothing and no one would ever keep you from finding me. These battle wounds are a testament to your tenacity.

Some might call it stubbornness," she says, smiling up at me.

"What do you call it?"

"Determination. When I look at you, I see a man who will do anything to protect his pack, his family, his mate, and one day soon, I hope, his pups."

Excitement shivers through me. "You want my pups?"

"I already said so, didn't I? I didn't mean to say it out loud then, but I'm saying it out loud now. You will be an incredible father and I can not wait to see you raise our pups."

"How many?" I ask, hoping she wants a lot.

"As many as you want," she purrs, and I can feel Annika pushing forward.

"With you, I want a LOT of pups," I growl, feeling that same powerful possessiveness fill me again.

"You'd better get working on that, Alpha. I've only got maybe ten more years to give you pups," she says.

I flip her over, sliding inside her again. "Just in case it didn't work the last few times I came inside you, we should definitely do it again," I say, making my laugh.

"We definitely should."

After making my mate come several more times, we shower together and I make her come again.

"Is this what our life is going to be like now?" she asks me.

"T'm just being thorough, my love," I say, making her laugh again.

She steps up to me, looking at me in a way that takes my breath away. "I love you so much, Warren."

"I love you more than anything, Yara."

I've just leaned in to kiss her when I get the mind link from Haynes.

'Alpha, we got Simon.'

I kiss Yara quickly and gently stroke her cheeks that are now showing just the faintest hint of yellow from her bruises.

"Simon's back. Did you want to come show him that you're alive and well?"

"Yes, I do."

We finish getting dressed and I take her hand as we head downstairs and outside.

"Do I smell like you? I mean really smell like you, like we just had sex?"

Yara asks me.

"Yes..." I say, surprised she's asking.