Caroline’s POV
Girls’ night had been exactly what I needed. For a few blissful hours, I’d completely forgotten about that disturbing package at work. As Eleanor checked her watch, signaling it was ti to wrap up, I mind-linked Draven to co get us.
"Ladies, our rides should be here soon," I announced, finishing my cocktail.
Ruby giggled, checking her reflection. "Five bucks says they’ve been circling the block for the last hour."
"Ten says they’ve been stalking the security caras," Ava countered, making us all laugh.
Sure enough, less than five minutes later, the Social Club’s doors swung open and six tall, devastatingly handso n strode in. Other won in the club stopped mid-conversation to stare.
Draven’s eyes found mine instantly. That possessive gaze still made my knees weak. He crossed the room in long strides and wrapped his arm around my waist.
"Ready to go ho, my mate?"
"I was thinking maybe another hour?" I teased, loving the slight narrowing of his violet eyes.
"Not happening," he growled softly against my ear. "I’ve been waiting all night."
Across the room, Nina was desperately trying to convince Jace she shouldn’t go to his place. "I can just get a cab. Really, it’s fine."
Jace listened for approximately three seconds before bending down, throwing her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing, and heading for the door.
"Put down, you big oaf!" Nina shrieked, her tiny fists pounding his back.
"You said you were tired. I’m helping," Jace replied calmly, nodding to the bouncer as they exited.
"Oh my god," Eleanor whispered, covering her mouth to hide her laughter. "That poor girl is in for it tonight."
Joseph approached Ava next. "You’re coming with ."
"Absolutely not," Ava crossed her arms. "Dream on."
Joseph leaned closer, whispering sothing that made Ava’s cheeks flush scarlet. "Last chance to co willingly, or I’ll carry you out like Jace did."
"You wouldn’t dare," she hissed.
"Try ." The challenge in Joseph’s eyes was unmistakable.
Sothing in his expression must have convinced her. "Fine," Ava huffed, grabbing her purse. "But we’re just talking tonight. Nothing else."
"We’ll see," Joseph smirked, guiding her toward the exit with his hand firmly on her lower back.
In the parking lot, Draven opened the passenger door for . As soon as he slid into the driver’s seat, his hand found my thigh, fingers tracing slow circles against the fabric of my dress.
"Did you have fun?" he asked, pulling onto the road.
"I did. The girls needed it too," I said, placing my hand over his. "Nina’s absolutely terrified of Jace, you know."
"Terrified isn’t the word I’d use," Draven chuckled. "The way she looks at him when she thinks no one’s watching? That’s pure want."
His hand inched higher up my thigh. "Speaking of want..."
"Eyes on the road, Alpha," I teased, but made no move to stop him.
"Besides, I seem to rember making you a promise this morning."
Heat pooled low in my belly. "What promise was that again?"
"To do unspeakable things to your body all night long," he whispered, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of my dress.
We barely made it through the front door. Draven kicked it shut behind us and had pressed against the wall in one fluid motion. His mouth claid mine hungrily as his hands worked their way beneath my dress.
"Liam?" I managed to gasp between kisses.
"Sound asleep. Mabel just left." His voice was rough with need as he lifted , my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. "I’ve been thinking about this all night."
He pushed against the window ledge.
"Mmm, Draven..." I gasped, my toes barely touching the floor as he pushed up on my tiptoes.
He didn’t bother taking off my skirt, just shoved it up my hips, tore my flimsy panties aside, and thrust deep into my wet pussy.
Draven’s hands clamped my hips. That huge cock ramd into . Again and again. Stretching , rubbing raw.
I wobbled, powerless against the hard thrusts from behind.
His cock stuffed full. My thighs shook wildly as Draven pounded hard and fast, each thrust battering deep.
"S-slower... Draven... fuck! Too deep... Can’t take it..." I sob-begged.
Draven bent down and dug his teeth into my neck.
"Baby, you can take it. We’re just getting started!" he snarled, hips pumping wildly.
He lifted onto the window ledge, turning to face him. Then he hooked my leg and jerked it over his shoulder. His huge dick stabbed deeper.
Electric pleasure shot through my spine.
His hands explored my body with practiced ease, constantly kneading my nipples, occasionally kissing my lips, reminding why I’d fallen so hard for this powerful Alpha.
He thrust faster and faster, his hardness sliding in and out of my core. His fingers found my clit, rubbing that sensitive spot relentlessly.
"I need you to co with ," he said in a husky voice.
"Then take with you," I begged, pleasure building relentlessly inside .
He did. Repeatedly. On the entryway floor, against the kitchen counter, and finally in our bed. By the ti we collapsed in a tangle of limbs, I was thoroughly satisfied and utterly exhausted.
"I think you’re trying to kill ," I mumbled into his chest.
He chuckled, fingers tracing my back. "Just fulfilling my promise."
I fell asleep to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, feeling completely protected in my Alpha’s arms.
Morning arrived too soon. I groaned when the alarm blared, hitting snooze before burrowing deeper against Draven’s warmth.
"Five more minutes," I pleaded.
"We need to get ready for work," he reminded , though he made no move to leave the bed.
When I finally dragged myself to the closet, Draven sat on the edge of the bed watching . He wore only boxers, his muscled torso bare and inviting, sheets pooled around his hips. His violet eyes tracked my every movent with unabashed appreciation.
"You know I love watching you get ready," he said, voice husky with renewed desire.
I approached him wearing only lingerie, thigh-high stockings, and mint green heels. "Oh really? And why’s that?"
He reached out, drawing between his legs. "Because," he murmured, kissing the lace covering my breast, "I know I’ll be taking it all off later. Like unwrapping a present."
His hand smoothed over my belly. I placed my hand over his.
"Your present is starting to get fat," I joked.
"You’ll be the most beautiful, hottest little fatty in the world." Draven pressed his lips to my stomach. "Good morning, son. Daddy already loves you."
My heart lted. Draven spoke to our unborn child daily, just as he made a point of having breakfast with Liam each morning and playing with him when we got ho. Their bond grew stronger every day.
Liam still didn’t know about the pregnancy. I worried about his reaction, but knew I’d have to tell him soon.
Thanks to Dr. Molina’s dication, the morning sickness had subsided. Still, exhaustion plagued , along with an insatiable appetite that had raiding the kitchen at odd hours.
"Have you thought about when we should tell Liam?" Draven asked, reading my mind as he often did.
"Soon," I sighed. "I’m just nervous about his reaction."
"He’ll be excited," Draven assured , coming up behind to zip my skirt. "He asked yesterday if we could get him a puppy or a little brother."
I turned, eyebrows raised. "He did?"
"Mmhmm. Said he’s ready to be a big brother." Draven’s smile was radiant. "Our boy is smarter than we give him credit for."
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