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"Girl, grab the
whole damn bottle because we're gonna need it," he said with a
laugh.

I went to the
kitchen to grab the bottle of Chardonnay from the wine fridge under
the marble island and went back to the living room. Adrian filled
up both of our glasses and turned to me with a huge
smile.

"Okay so tell me
everything you've done," he prompted.

"Um, well just
normal things I guess."

He rolled his
eyes, "Details, Lizzy."

"Seriously, just
normal things. He seems satisfied every time we have sex but I just
want to do something more special for him, you know?"

"How often are
you having sex?"

"Almost every day
except on the full moon."

"Hm. How often do
you blow him?" He asked bluntly.

I damn near
choked on my wine, "What?"

"How often do you
blow him," he asked slower.

"I heard you the
first time... I've never actually done that," I said as I looked
down.

"No way! You've
been together for five years! He's never even asked for
it?"

I shrugged, "He's
hinted at it but I don't know how to do it. It's not that I don't
want to. I mean, I think that's something I want to do."

"Okay so when he
comes home tonight put Christian to bed and take him in your room.
Get a sexy shower going and get on your knees!"

I laughed, "But
what if I hurt him?"

"Hurt him? I'm
sure he's going to be so happy, you could grind your teeth on him
and he would still love it."

"You think
so?"

"Trust me. Just
don't use your teeth unless you're skimming."

"What are you
going to use your teeth on, Momma?"

I whipped around
to see Christian coming down the stairs, rubbing the sleep from his
eyes. He quickly made his way to the couch and climbed in my lap.
He only ever did this when Titus wasn't around. I think Christian
wanted to be what he perceived as more of a man around Titus. Even
though Titus never scolded Christian for wanting to be close to me,
Christian saw the way his older cousins acted towards their mothers
and wanted to follow suit.

"Nothing,
sweetheart. Did you have a good nap?"

He nodded, still
sleepy, "Hi uncle Adrian."

"Hi Christian.
How was your first day of school?"

"Good. I made a
friend."

"Oh yeah? What's
your friend's name?" I asked.

"Kyle. His dad
doesn't have a rank though. Is that okay?"

I laughed
lightly, "Of course that's okay. As long as he's nice to you, you
can be friends with him."

Christian
nodded quickly, "He is. Can I invite him over to go swimming and
watch movies?"

"Of
course. We'll talk to Dad about it when he gets home."

Christian
ran upstairs and Adrian and I burst into laughter.

"Well,
Liam and I have dinner plans so I'll talk to you later," Adrian
said as he got up to leave.

I
followed him to the front door and hugged him goodbye.

********

I put the
finishing touches on the steaks and plated the food I made for
dinner. I set two glasses of red wine at the table and smoothed the
front of my dress. Titus's brother couldn't have asked to take
Christian at a better time. They were going to dinner and a movie
which was perfect. Christian missed his cousins even though he saw
them at least once a week so he was excited to hang out with them
and I was excited for my evening alone with Titus.

I heard Titus
pull into the garage; my nerves instantly got to me despite my
earlier confidence. Adrian was right. Titus would just love that I
tried something. I hoped.

"Hey," he said as
he tossed his keys, phone, and wallet in the bowl on the kitchen
counter.

"Hey. How was the
rest of your day?"

He snaked an arm
around my waist and kissed my forehead before looking me up and
down. A light frown touched his lips as he clearly wondered why I
was dressed nicely.

"I'm not
forgetting anything, right?" He asked carefully.

I laughed, "Am I
not allowed to dress up?"

"You look
beautiful," he commented, "but really, am I forgetting
something?"

"Nope," I said as
I turned out of his arms and led him to the table.

"Where's
Christian?"

"Derek picked him
up. He's taking the boys to eat and see a movie."

"So we have some
time alone?" He asked.

"We do.
Sit."

"I'm not a dog,"
he said, playing offended.

"Sometimes I
wonder," I responded as I crossed into the kitchen.

I brought his
plate back and set it in front of him before taking my seat next to
him. I planned on getting just enough liquid courage in me before
attempting my little stunt. I was naturally an uptight person and a
glass or two of wine would unwind me.

"This is great,
Elizabeth," he said appreciatively.

"Thanks. So you
didn't tell me how your day was."

"It was okay.
Spent most of it at the site."

One of the many
things our pack was involved in was a construction company owned by
Titus and Zac. They designed and built luxury homes as well as
large commercial buildings. They only hired werewolves from our
pack to work the sites which kept our unemployment very
low.

"Are you
tired?"

He smirked, "Not
too tired for what you have planned."

I almost choked
on my food as my attention shot to him, "I don't know what you're
talking about."

"Right. You're
like an open book, Lizzy."

I rolled my eyes,
"Whatever you say."

We finished
eating and just sat at the table to finish off our glasses and talk
for a few minutes. This glass mixed with the few I had earlier with
Adrian had me feeling pretty relaxed and a little flirtatious.
Titus always loved it when I flirted with him and I did too. It
certainly kept things interesting.

"Come on," I said
coyly as I pulled him to the stairs.

He needed no
further incentive to follow me upstairs. I led us into our master
suite where I let go of his hand and walked into the bathroom.
Adrian would never steer me in the wrong direction so I was taking
every bit of his advice.

Honestly, our
bathroom was my favorite part of the entire house. I couldn't deny
that when we bought the house, I was a little skeptical. It was
very cookie cutter and while it was still nice, it was boring. The
six months worth of renovations Titus put into our home made it
unique and ours in every sense. He definitely had me in mind when
he created this bathroom. The giant slate tiles on the floor had
heaters underneath so the floor was never cold. The shower alone
was phenomenal; the front was all glass with the inner walls being
a stone to create the ultimate spa experience and to top it off,
the rainfall water system he had installed ensured there was never
a cold moment.

I started the
shower with Titus leaning on the door frame, his perfectly devious
smirk playing on his lips.

"I need help," I
said as I pulled my blonde locks over my shoulder and turned my
back to him.

He slowly
unzipped my dress and brushed it off my shoulders before placing
his lips where his fingers caressed.

I let the black
silk hit the floor as I walked over to the shower. Of course, in
typical Titus fashion, he couldn't wait to see what I had in store
and threw his shirt to the ground as he came up behind me. He
rested his hands on my hips, barely squeezing, just enough for me
to feel it. For some reason, knowing what I was going to do was
kind of a turn on. He used his skilled hands to completely undress
me before placing his hands back on my bare skin.

"I knew you had
something planned," he said with a light smile.

I couldn't help
the smirk when I stepped in the shower because he had no idea what
I had planned. I kissed him deeply before moving my lips to his
neck and eventually his muscular chest. I undid his black belt and
tugged at his dark jeans to drop them just outside the shower. Once
inside, I made him sit on the stone bench as I went to my knees.
The look on his face was somewhere between shocked and excited. It
was like he didn't know whether to be happy or to stop me but
luckily, he let me do what I wanted.

I kissed my way
down his solid abdomen, only hesitating a moment before taking him
in my mouth. I knew I couldn't fit him all but he seemed ecstatic
with what I could do. His hand tangled in my hair but he didn't
force my head down which I was thankful for. I wasn't sure I would
be happy with that. I took a peek at his face to see if I was doing
it right but his eyes were closed and he looked like he was
concentrating but not in a bad way. He looked like he was trying to
control himself.

I did exactly as
Adrian said for a good ten minutes and it seemed to be working.
Just then, I remembered an anatomy class I took. I ran my tongue
over the length of the ridge on the side of him. His groans let me
know exactly how much he enjoyed it so I did it again. When I went
for a third time he forcefully pulled me up and quickly brought my
hips directly to his. He held my body closer than I ever imagined
possible as he moved inside me with clear determination. The
passion he showed me was enough to last a lifetime and I knew we
would forever be this in love, this attracted, this passionate. He
would never tire of me and I would certainly never tire of
him.

Without warning,
he forced me to stand for a moment. He bent me over, hands on the
bench, and slid into me again. I would never admit how much I loved
it when he was this dominate because it would just go to his head
but I think he knew exactly how I felt about it.

As he slowed his
hips to go deeper, I couldn't help but moan. Titus really was the
perfect lover. He always made sure I was beyond satisfied.
Always.

He ran his hands
over my body, firmly but loving at the same time. I never could
figure out how he could make me feel loved and cared for but
dominated in the same touches.

I felt his hands
over my stomach for only a second when he pulled out and gripped my
thighs to brace me on the wall. I wrapped my arms around his neck
to support myself a little even though he needed absolutely no help
to keep my petite frame against the wall. The faster he went, the
closer I was to release. He thrusted into me relentlessly, finally
setting me over the edge and following me shortly after. He didn't
immediately release me; instead, he held me in place, breathing
deeply. His lips met mine in a kiss that was possessive and
passionate.

"I love you so
much, Elizabeth," breathed.

I smiled lightly,
"I love you too. So I did well?"

He laughed,
breathy, "What brought this on?"

I shrugged a
little, "I wanted to do something nice for you."

He didn't say
anything. He simply kissed me again and slowly set me back on the
ground.

*******

Titus and I sat
on the couch waiting for Christian to come home. He laid his arm
around my shoulders; I snuggled closer to him and rested my head on
his shoulder. I loved when we had time together but I also loved
time with both of the males in my life.

"Do you know how
amazing you are?" He asked.

"Ummm, I think
you should tell me."

He laughed
lightly, "So amazing that if I hadn't been destined to be with you,
I would want to be anyway."

"You think
so?"

"I know so.
Remember, when I first saw you, I had no idea you were my
mate."

That was true.
When he saw me, he was intrigued and that was why he went inside
the coffee shop. I wondered what life would be like if he hadn't
happened to be walking by or if I had decided to study instead I
going for a run.

I heard Derek
pull into the driveway and within seconds, Christian threw the
front door open. He ran full force and jumped into Titus; it was a
good thing Titus had lightening quick reflexes or Christian could
have been hurt.

"That movie was
awesome!" Christian exclaimed.

"What'd you see?"
Titus asked.

"Thor!"

I laughed lightly
and half waved at Derek. He looked a lot like Titus just a few
years younger and slightly smaller since he wasn't in line for the
Beta title.

He sat on one of
the arm chairs silently. Something was slightly off about his
demeanor but I didn't want to bring it up in front of
Christian.

"Why don't you go
upstairs and get ready for bed," Titus said.

Christian kissed
my cheek and ran upstairs. I watched as his small figure retreated
up the steps and around the corner.

"Did you load him
up with sugar?" Titus asked Derek.