Page 18 of The Tiger's Secret Baby (Savage Shifters Special Ops 4)

Damian looked at his daughter for a few minutes, again, the inquisitive look telling me he was trying to figure out something. I had to try harder to talk to him and not be seduced by his kisses.

“Do you mind if we work with the kids a little while we are here?” Damian asked. “Just to give them lessons about their particular animal persona, what it means to be a shifter, and the responsibilities that accompany such a gift.”

“That would be a blessing,” I told him.

They all went out and gathered the kids around them. They sat down and had a question and answer session. Then, they talked about responsibilities and other important information about being shifters. I listened, trying remember everything they said. After all, they weren’t going to be around forever.

During dinner, Gage looked at the kids. He asked me how I got started. I told him that I had Rose and then I found Magnar searching for food out of the trashcan. “

He saw Rose shift and then told me he was a shifter, too, and that he had been abandoned. One of the social workers at social services is a shifter, and knew that I took them in if they needed a home. Now, I have a nice big family.”

“They call you ‘Mom.’” Damian noted.

“That’s because they are my children,” I answered. I hated skirting around the truth, but now was not the time to blurt out that Rose called me “Mom” because I was her mother, and then everyone else did too.

I have to tell him the truth tonight. The longer I wait, the harder it will be, and the worse the consequences will be. Especially if he figures it out before I tell him.

That night was pretty much the same as every other night with the kids. They had showers and we had reading time. Then, it was bed time.

Damian was at my door again once the kids were asleep.

I tried to talk to him. I really did.

“Damian, we really need to talk about something important. I have to tell you something.”

Then, he looked deep into my eyes, piercing my soul, and I forgot everything I had to say.

Our clothes disappeared as if by magic, and there was a new need burning in my body.

A simple look from Damian set me aflame. Every nerve tingled, every cell melted, yearning for more of him, wondering if I could ever get enough.

His hands brushed my legs every so lightly and I began to tremble. Our lips met, and I was lost in all that was Damian.

This time, I pushed him onto the bed. He stretched out, his arms lying lazily above his head. Biting my bottom lip, I perused his body with my eyes, as though I were memorizing every inch of his magnificence.

His hard cock rose proudly between his legs, and I licked my lips in anticipation. I laid on the bed so that I could lean over and gingerly lick the glistening drops of honey that appeared at the tip of his shaft. He tasted sweet.

He caught his breath, encouraging me to continue. I bathed the large knob, enjoying the quivering of his body. I opened wide and took the large apple into my mouth and sucked, flicking the tiny slit at the head of his cock with my tongue.

I wrapped one of my hands around the base of his thick shaft, mesmerized by the fact that my hand could not completely enclose around it. I wondered how it ever fit inside of me. Yet fit it did, and it felt so amazingly great while it was in there.

Slowly, I traveled down his cock, taking as much of him inside of me as I could. Eventually, though, my mouth was full. I used my hand to caress the rest of him in a twisting motion. As my hand lowered, my mouth rose. Then, the two would meet in the middle again.

A loud moan erupted from deep inside of him. He threaded his fingers through my hair.

“Ember, My Beautiful Fire Woman. You make me feel so good.”

As I licked and sucked him, his moans grew louder and his panting became harder.

Finally, he said, “Love, you have to stop. I want to be inside of you, but if you don’t stop now, I am going to shoot everything I have in your throat. Your mouth is so exquisite.”

Knowing he spoke the truth and that I was aching for him to be inside of me, I knelt over him. Then, with one swift, fluid movement, I slid down his pole.

I groaned as his cock was buried deep in my body. Everything in the world, except for Damian and me, disappeared.

The smoldering embers kindled into large flames. My hands rested on his rock hard chest. His hands were on my waist, moving with me, as I rode this magnificent beast.

I threw my head back and I was mindful enough of the other people in the house that I didn’t howl, but the primal goddess inside of me felt so incredible that I wanted to.

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