Page 78 of Alpha Wolf's Nanny
Snarling, he obliged, picking up the pace until he was hammering into her, every nerve set alight. With one hand, he reached down, his fingers rubbing over her clit. The dual simulation made her see stars, and she couldn’t help the torrent of curses that split from her lips.
He doubled his efforts, and it wasn’t long before she was tipping over the edge again, his name on her lips, pleaded like a prayer. Wave after wave of delicious orgasm crashed into her until she was nothing more than a boneless mass beneath him. Her whole universe contracted, tightened, sharpened into nothing more than the feel of his body moving atop hers.
She would go mad with it, she was sure. He was everywhere,everything. Filling her up and covering her socompletely that she nearly forgot her own name. And shelikedit.
With a thunderous roar, he came, burying himself deep inside of her, muscles tensing and trembling as he braced against the mattress, careful not to crush her. She didn’t care. She wanted the weight of him, the pure animal feel of his body atop hers until she could float off into oblivion. She was safe here, safe and happy and sated and whole.
Felix’s breath was heavy as he came down from his high, his eyes wide and reverent as he drank in her face.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, his voice rough, “so beautiful.”
And she believed him.
She fell asleep, cradled in his arms, safe and protected from the world outside.
***
The scent of coffee hit Cassie before she even opened her eyes. Rich, warm, grounding. She blinked against the early sunlight spilling across the duvet, and for a moment, she lay still, trying to make sense of the quiet peace that had settled over her like a second blanket.
It wasn’t a dream. Felix had found her. Brought her home.
Made her feel safe.
Her muscles ached in ways that had nothing to do with bruises and everything to do with the night before. The memory was still raw and recent. Not just the sex, though that had left her breathless and dazed, but everything that had led to it. The tears, the truth, the look in his eyes when she’d said she loved him.
And now...he was making her coffee.
She sat up slowly, wrapping the blanket around herself. One of Felix’s T-shirts lay draped at the end of the bed; she tugged it on and padded barefoot into the kitchen, following the smell.
Felix stood at the stove, shirtless, hair tousled, flipping pancakes with practiced ease. A mug of coffee steamed on the counter beside a small plate of scrambled eggs and toast.
He glanced over his shoulder and smiled, a rare, genuine thing that cracked his usual intensity.
“Hey,” he said, his voice low, still husky with sleep, “I was going to bring this to you.”
“Too late,” Cassie said, pulling the mug into her hands. The warmth made her sigh. “This is just what I needed. I still feel like I could sleep for a thousand years.”
“And you have every right to,” he said, flipping another pancake onto the stack. “You can go back to bed if you like.”
“It’s okay,” she said softly, “I want to be here when the boys get back. When are they coming?”
Felix glanced at the clock. “I told Nicolas to bring them over in an hour or so. I didn’t know how long you needed to get ready this morning. I talked on the phone with them earlier; they’re very excited to see you.”
Cassie couldn’t help the flush that spread over her cheeks. “I’m excited to see them too! Are they okay? I mean…did you tell them about…?”
“I told them that you’d accidentally gotten yourself wrapped up in some nasty business and the pack needed to help you. They had a lot of questions, but I told them to ask you aboutit. I hope that’s okay, you don’t have to share anything with them that makes you uncomfortable.”
She smiled, leaning against him, and he wrapped one heavy arm around her shoulders, drawing her close into his side. She relished the warmth of his skin, the pine scent of him, the heady presence. “I’ll talk to them,” she said after a beat, “they deserve to know the truth. Besides, I’ve been hiding it for far too long.”
Felix pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I’m having some of the guys look into the men that came after you, make sure there’s not a larger operation. You don’t need to worry, but I want to make sure you’re safe. That everyone else they might hurt is safe.”
“Oh, Felix, you don’t have to—"
His arm tightened around her, a low growl rumbling in his chest, “Try and stop me keeping you safe, Cassie. You won’t get very far.”
She huffed, but smiled secretly to herself, nestling further into his side.
“Oh God,” she said suddenly, her hand flying to her mouth, her eyes widening. “Rick, is he okay? He was holding all of them off alone, and he seemed drugged, and I think a few bullets hit him—”
