mister.”
Will smiled and scooped Kal into his arms as she giggled. He dropped her onto their bed and straddled her, kissing her. This never got boring, making love to her. His lips traced a familiar path from her sweet mouth to the base of her throat, between her breasts and down her tummy to the short, soft nest of down between her legs. He nuzzled in and parted her labia with his tongue until he found her clit and started flicking it.
She sighed with pleasure. He teased her, not letting her do anything but lie back and enjoy it. He could easily spend eternity between her legs doing this to her , tasting her, her scent engraved in his lungs . He craved hearing the sounds she made as she enjoyed his touch.
Then he pushed two fingers inside her slick pussy, and her back arched as she cried out with pleasure. Her muscles grabbed at him as he flicked her clit with his tongue. Only when she lay limp and trembling before him did he relent.
He folded her into his arms and kissed her. “How was that?”
“Wonderful,” she mumbled. He shifted his hips , and his cock easily slid inside her. Instinctively she hooked a leg around his and rocked her hips to take him deep inside her.
“I love you so much,” he whispered.
She pulled his head down and ground her mouth against his as he slowly fucked her . Will felt their souls connecting in that familiar way as his release took him and he climaxed .
His soul mate. He could barely remember the agony he’d felt after Abby’s murder. The little ache still remaining in his soul was nothing compared to the love and connection he now had with Kal. He had resigned himself to an eternity of pain when he agreed to take Kal as his soul mate to save her life, never realizing doing so would take away most of his agony.
He didn’t know if that was because she’d been Abby or not.
Does it even matter?
As he drifted to sleep again with her cradled in his arms, he realized it didn’t matter at all. The only thing in his life that truly mattered to him was safely nuzzled against his side, more than willing to spend her life loving him.
* * * *
Bera tried to contain her rage and miserably failed. She pitched a tantrum, threw any and everything available in her living room. Aidan was totally not interested in her. Will was newly bound to Kal . E ven Ryan had turned his back on her. How the fuck will I ever get knocked up now? It had to be one of the top three to give her a line heir, the soul brothers.
The T hree fucking Stooges.
Dammit, if only those fuckups I’d hired hadn’t screwed up my plans, I’d have a rug rat now and even Ryan could never kick me out of The Firm. Goddammit, she never told those hired assholes to kill anyone!
That stupid bitch Will had been married to just had to go and summon Ryan, and the jerks panicked and killed her.
That’s what she got for hiring cheap help. Bera knew Abby would never call Will to her if she thought he was in danger, but she never thought she’d call Ryan. It was supposed to be a simple ransom transaction. Abduct her when she refused to give up Will, then get a little sperm for the return of Will’s soul mate.
Boorman wasn’t pleased in the least, either. What a cluster fuck this had turned into. All so she could get knocked up.
Bera kicked her sofa. She winced, collapsing onto the cushions and rubbing her toes. She had to get pregnant by one of them in the next ten years or so. Time was running out , and her deal would fall through. Dammit, this was so not fair! Fucking Tanuki genes anyway. If one of the Stooges didn’t knock her up by then, she’d only be able to get preggers by another Tanuki.
Yuck.
Not to mention that wouldn’t do her a lick of good in getting a line heir.
This would take more planning.
“Fuck!” She kicked off her shoes and sprawled on the couch. Well, maybe she could take one last stab at the doofus before resorting to drastic measures. It didn’t matter what human form she was in when