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I hoist her up, her legs wrapping around my waist. Fuck! I need her. I kiss her as if this was our last kiss on earth. I pour my need for her showing her I need her more than oxygen to breathe. She pulls away, biting my lower lip, our noses still touching. My eyes are dark and clouded with lust as I watch her. Her eyes reflect desire and lust just as much as mine, maybe even more. Our chests heave against each other. My lips brush hers teasingly. “God! I’ve missed you more than you can imagine.” I whisper against her lips as I push my erection toward her.

She leans her head back towards the wall as her body shudders. My lips find their way down her neck as I gently kiss her jaw, heading lower. Sucking on her sweet spot, I leave my mark. My wolf is begging to take over. I lick my way up her throat, biting her lower lip. I have craved this more than anything in the world for the past three years

“I missed you too,” she breathes out before kissing me again.

Chapter forty

Carter

Leandra was snuggled so deeply into my chest, latching on to me as if I would disappear at any given moment. She slept like a log and I was happy. I can only imagine the nights she stayed up with my son, and on top of that, she never stopped working. That first night I had her in my arms, I noticed her eyes were dark from her bags. She probably slept no more than a couple of hours every day. She wasn’t taking care of herself, but she’s still the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on.

Looking at her, she looks better and less stressed, as if she's now at peace. No matter how hard we tried to stay away from each other while we slept, we couldn’t. Having her skin on mine, feeling her body heat warm me up, and listening to her heartbeat brings me joy and happiness I haven't felt in a long time. I’ve wanted her for the past three years, and now that I have her back, I want to consume every inch of her.

Peach stirs in my arms and stretches out before cracking open her eyes. When I look at her, her brown eyes sparkle with gold flakes. I laugh. That 12-hour sleep definitely did her good. “Hi,” she says as she pushes her hair away from her face. I help her push away her hair as I cup her face. “Hey,” I smile.

Our eyes lock for a few moments as our breathing hitches. I’m not sure who made the first move, but eventually, our lips pressed together in a soft and gentle kiss. The kiss is slow at first but picks up with urgency. I push her down on her back and nudge my way between her thighs. She grips my bare shoulders as her fingers dig into me. My lips caress hers before I brush my tongue across her lower lips causing Leandra to groan.

I grind my hard cock against her core, causing her to gasp at the connection. “We should stop,” she pants, her fingers scratching my back. Respecting her words, I nod as I hold her stare. Her big brown eyes watch me before they flick down to my lips. She leans up and kisses me again, using the opportunity to roll us over, positioning herself on top. She lowers herself as she nibbles and licks my lips down to my neck as she sucks on it. She kisses my chest, making her way up once more as she licks my throat.

My hands wrap around her back lightly, one fisting in her hair as I bring her up so that we are now face to face again. She takes my mouth again, kissing me deeply as she grinds her hips onto my dick. Fuck! My cock starts to throb at the sensation and I grip her hair tighter and kiss her roughly. A groan erupts from my chest, and I pull away. “Baby, we should stop,” I say between breaths. There's a dangerous amount of sexual tension in the air, and I am trying to do the right thing and respect her wishes.

Her eyes are full of lust as she looks down at me. Fuck me! I’m about to lose every ounce of control I have left, and my wolf is about to take over and go feral. She continues to grind harder onto my cock. I take ahold of her hips, stopping her movements as I flip her onto her back. I grab her wrist and place them over her head as I press myself onto her. She moans into my mouth as she grinds against my cock raising her hips off the bed to cause more friction between us. She whimpers, and goddamn, did I miss those moans and whimpers.

“Please,” she moans as I grind down onto her.

“Fuck, I’m trying to be a gentleman. We have to stop.” Our chests heave uncontrollably against each other. It takes every ounce of self-control I have left to control myself and my wolf. But fuck do I want to rip her clothes off right here, right now, and fuck her six ways to Sunday.

“Let’s get some breakfast, and then we can take Luca to the park,” I say, kissing her lips quickly before I make my way out of bed. “I’m going to go check on Luca, and then I’m going to take a shower,” Leandra groans as her forehead hits my chest. I chuckle. “Let me check on Luca. You go shower. Okay?” Peach retracted her head so quickly I’m surprised she didn’t get whiplash. She swallows hard. “Are you sure? I can do it.”

I lean down to kiss her forehead. “I’m sure, Peach. Let me take care of my son.” I smile against her forehead. Fuck, she doesn’t know how happy I fucking feel to know I have a son who’s beautiful and healthy. I slip on a pair of sweats and walk towards Luca’s room, I open the door to see that he’s still asleep. I close the door shut and walk back toward the primary bedroom. I can hear the shower running.

We pull up to The Grounds City, the best breakfast place you can find. I unbuckle Luca from his car seat and take Leandra's hand as we walk inside. The hostess takes us to an empty booth and seconds later brings us a high chair for Luca. Leandra opens the menu as her eyes scan over the options. I can hear her internal struggle as she can’t decide what to get. She craves either the Brioche French Toast or the Summer Berry Pancakes. I chuckle, hearing her thoughts about what she should get.

Leandra goes to the restroom to change Luca, and I take the time to order for us. I see her walking back as she sets Luca back onto his highchair and notices that our menus are nowhere to be seen. “Did she already come to take our order?” I decide to mess with her a little.

I nod. “Yeah, I ordered eggs, bacon, sausage, and pancakes,” I say.

She frowns. “But I finally decided what I wanted to–” I laughed at her reaction, not letting her finish her sentence. “I'm kidding, baby. I ordered Brioche French Toast, Summer Berry Pancakes, and the Grounds Bircher. And for drinks, I ordered you a Morning Sunshine and me a Clean Green. I got Luca apple juice.” I say as I wait for her reaction. She narrows her eyes at me. “How did you know I wan–” she cut herself off as she realizes I heard her thoughts. “That’s cheating, mister,” she says as she laughs.

“You say cheating. I say resourceful,” giving her a playful smirk. She narrows her eyes at me just for a second before a mischievous smirk takes its place. She moves to sit next to me, placing her hand on my thigh. She moves her hand up and down my thigh getting closer to my now rock-hard dick. She grabs it and squeezes a little too hard, enough to make my breath hitch.

“Fuck Peach.”

She turns to face me, still grabbing my cock a little too hard. “ Resourceful.” she scoffs. “You invaded my thoughts, and that sir is cheating.” She stops squeezing my cock, and fuck does my dick have a mind of its own as it's begging for her to touch it again. It throbs and gets harder, almost as if she knows I desperately want her hands on me again. She begins to rub my cock, soothing the pain she has caused.

“Peach, I’m sorry, but I don’t choose when I can hear your thoughts. Baby, they just flood my head sometimes.” I grab her hand, stopping her moments before I bust a nut like a fucking teenager. “I promise, your thoughts are safe with me,” I smirk, letting her know that I plan to use her not-so-innocent thoughts against her in the most pleasurable way.

Our food arrives, and our mouths water at the smell. Leandra cuts a few small pieces of pancake for Luca and gives him some of the Grounds Bircher. As Luca eats, picking up small pieces, we use this time to scarf down our food as if it’s our last. Leandra goes between the Summer Berry Pancakes and the Grounds Bircher. She doesn’t eat it all and offers me some as she steals some of my Brioche French Toast.

She finishes her drink and cleans herself up. She then proceeds to clean Luca, giving him some of his juice. “Damn, that was good.” She says with a satisfied look on her face. “ Delicious,” she says with a hint of seduction as she keeps her eyes on me.

“You can say that again,” I say, licking my index and middle fingers. I take a last sip of my drink, placing my knife and fork on my plate. I feel like I’m going to explode looking down at our empty plates. I end up finishing my plate and Leandra’s leftovers. We take a few minutes to talk about work and what's going on, using this time to allow our food to settle.

After paying the bill and ensuring everyone is settled, I start the drive back. Arriving in front of the Park Hyatt Sydney, I walk her up with my son in my arms. I lead her inside her suite, placing Luca on the floor so he could walk.

I bring her into my arms. Leandra’s hands press firmly against my back as she settles against my chest. “Thank you for breakfast,” she mumbles into my chest.

“You’re welcome, baby. I enjoyed it.” I pull away so that I can take her face in between my hands. I caress her cheek with my thumb. “Baby, I think it’s time we start looking for answers.”

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