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He'd been so content to keep me pinned, but there was nowhere else I wanted to be.

His lips then made his way down my body. He first sucked my breasts.

He finally let go of my hands above my head, which meant only one thing—we were finally getting to the main event. As per usual, he warmed the lube before slathering it on my body. His fingers made love to my clit. The moment his finger slipped into my body, his voice was even huskier and needy as he said, "Always so ready for me."

I was ready for him. I missed my mate and lover when he was away, even if it was just for a run in the woods as a wolf. I wanted to savor the moments we had together, especially with the next hockey season on the horizon. Mornings like this would be rare. At least he would always come back to my bed.

I murmured out an agreement, but I was pushed even closer to pure bliss as he slipped a couple more fingers into my pussy. They worked their way in and out while his thumb rubbed my clit.

It felt so good.

He shifted his legs and moved my legs to be on his shoulders. I felt what I'd been missing. His dick felt so good. He moved in and out of my body. Then I felt that little extra tease of a vibrator on my clit, which just sent me into oblivion.

As I came to after my orgasm, Eoghan had me in his arms.

Unlike the previous times we had sex, I knew things shifted between us. I couldn't place my finger on what shifted other than he was mine and only mine. Maybe we sealed the mating like he kept hoping that we would.

Chapter 39

Eoghan

PackingupfortheEuropean opener, I felt a melancholy that was even stronger than when I moved to Vancouver. Which was completely stupid, since it was only two weeks away.

The mere idea of being so far away from Emmy sucked. The last few weeks with Emmy were practically perfect. She'd been so much more relaxed and even pushed me to do an early full moon run since I was a little extra cranky. She'd been accepting of me at my base level.

But she had to stay around for her job. She had clients that relied on her. On top of that, she needed to stay in Canada for her visa.

She wrapped her arms around me and said, "Looks like you're packing for a month. Isn't this trip just two weeks?"

I looked at my two bags. It wasn't anything crazy for me. But yeah, I would take more than some guys. Even though I was a werewolf and my immune system was hella strong, I still liked to take good care of myself. So I had a backpack full of vitamins, medications, two different massagers, several resistance bands, my eReader, cards, sleep mask, ear plugs, and my toiletries. Then you had the game day suits, stuff to wear to explore Prague and Munich, and shoes for everything, since I couldn't look like a chump in front of the fellas.

"Meh. It's my normal to go stuff. Okay, my bag of clothes is a little larger than usual since it's a long trip."

She patted my chest and said, "It's almost triple what you took for our trip."

I chuckled. "I wasn't playing hockey that trip and I was going back to my house where I had stuff waiting for me. So I have to bring a lot more stuff this time. But get used to bags like this for road trips. This is the norm."

I zipped up the suitcase and pulled it upright so I could wheel it to my SUV.

She pulled on my shirt and asked, "How much time do we have before you have to go?"

I planted a possessive kiss over her lips. I loved how soft and plump they were and just so reactive to my kisses. It was going to be the best that we would have since I needed to head to the airport soon.

"Not enough time to show you how much I love you, but please know that I'll miss you with every fiber in my being."

She gave me a much more tender kiss. "You can be such a sweet talker."

"I mean every word of that, my star."

I loved the way she glowed whenever I called her that. While my body may be ruled by the moon, I always loved the beauty of stars, and she was the star in my life. She kept me sane and sober and always got me to be my best self. Wasn't that what true love was all about?

My phone vibrated on the bed, which meant that Cartsy was in the driveway. While I should head out the door with my stuff, I had one other thing on my mind.

I lifted up Emmy, and she immediately wrapped her legs around my waist. I pushed her against the wall while I captured her lips one more time.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Fuck, Cartsy must be annoyed that I wasn't ready if he was already blaring the car horn in quick succession. I sucked on her lip, trying to savor every taste. Leaving her for two weeks seemed like I was leaving a part of my soul behind.

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