Sweeter Tease (Sequel To Sweet Tease)

Chapter Twenty-Four

{Octavia's Point of View}

I grunted awake when I felt warm wet on my crotch.  Lifting my head, I made eye contact with my vampire wife, who was making very quick work of my morning wood.  She lifted her head, flicking my bulbous tip with her tongue before she made her way up my body.  She began to straddle my thighs, dropping her body and accepting my entire eleven inches in one thrust with a shuddering moan, already reaching her first orgasm.

I moved my hands to her voluptuous hips and held myself still, letting her pick the pace.  When she moved her hands to above my head and began to roll her hips harder.

"Harder...!"

She gasped, huffing in my ear as her breasts swayed in my face.  I moved my mouth to grab a bare, pebbled nipple as I gripped her hips and began thrusting my hips upwards into her.  I groaned hard when she moved her mouth to my neck and bit down a bit more harshly than she normally does when we would have sex; it was a bit of a shock to me and sent me into a hard orgasm, my cum filling her and spilling out of her.  With her fangs still attached to me, she moaned, still rolling her hips, prolonging her orgasm.

I felt her groan against my neck when I moved my hands to her ass, cupping those firm cheeks and moving a hand to dip my fingers in our mixed cum, making sure my fingers were well lubricated before I moved them to her butthole and massaged the muscled hole before I eased my fingers into her.  I felt both of her holes clench around me and another gush of her wet as I continued to thrust my dick and fingers into her.

I felt her tongue start to press against my neck as she cleaned where she had bitten me.  When she finished cleaning my neck, she rolled her hips and few more lazy times, urging both of us into a surprise orgasm.  Janessa groaned in my ear as she collapsed on my belly, my dick still inside her, and her belly swollen with my cum.  

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Rubbing my face in frustration, I looked at my warriors sitting at the table with me.  We had decided that we were going to leave that night since it was a few nights before the ritual was supposed to happen, but my warriors were voicing why it was a bad idea.  I sighed, looking at all of my warriors.

I knew they were right, but we were also so close to getting my daughter back that I was ready to jump into whatever danger we were getting into just to be able to get her back.  From what the woman had told us, the cult would be getting ready all of the night before to make sure that everything was ready for the ritual.  If we timed it right, we'd be able to get there before the ritual started to prevent anything from happening to her before the night was open.

I sighed again, looking at each of my warriors before I leaned back in my chair.  I took a swig of my orange juice and set the cup down before I spoke to them.

"I don't like that you're right, but I know you are.  It's been too long since we've seen Guinevere that now that she's so close I'm starting to gnaw at the bit to finally be able to hold her in my arms.  I want to be able to spoil her and bond with her for every moment since she was kidnapped."

My pack knew how I felt about my family; most wolves would do anything for their families, but Alphas were the absolute worst about it.  Not that my girls minded; they loved being spoiled and I loved spoiling them.  I looked at my warriors again, sadness falling across my features as I did so.

"I honestly don't even know if she'll want to be with us after all these years.  The hardest part of this whole thing will be if she doesn't want to come back with us."

I admitted my fears to my pack, who knew that I had been stressing about that a lot more than I cared to admit.  It bothered me that my daughter had been raised by someone else for seventeen years of her life, and didn't know just how much we cared for her.  How we've been searching since the day she was kidnapped and how we've never stopped searching for her, no matter how hopeless it has seemed.

"The night before the ritual, we will put our plans into motion.  It's a long drive, but we have to be there with enough time to spare and to be able to stop the ritual and prevent the resurrection of this Goddess.  I know you're all tired, and I know you miss your families, but we're almost at the end of this journey.  We'll be home before you know it."

I knew it wasn't much of a pep-talk, but it was enough of one for the time being.  It was hard enough knowing that my warriors weren't all in the game because their mates were not there with us and mine were, but I also wasn't going to deny them the option of getting our daughter back.  Guinevere was as much their daughter as she was mine.  My pack wouldn't deny them that, especially knowing that we'd do the same for them.

I watched as my warriors shifted in their seats, knowing I was right.  Some of them were ashamed of their reactions, but I understood where they were coming from when it came to their families.

"Alright.  Let's go over the plans one more time and make sure everything is ready, and tomorrow will be a day of rest for everyone before we go and rescue my daughter."