ANDY MILES

A Child They Made

Ryan flipped his phone down for the third time on his study desk. Jace was calling.

He scowled on the fourth ring. The bastard really had some nerves to keep calling.

Ryan sighed and glanced up to the clock and then to the laptop. He stared at it for a minute longer, the stock major indexes were high enough just where he wanted it. It supposedly was going to end in higher rate than now.

His phone was ringing again, he cursed between gritted teeth and growled as he closed his laptop with a loud thud.

He chose to abandon him willingly... why call like a crazy man?!.

Ryan grumbled between curses as he walked over to his bed.

He had his legs up the bed ready to pull the duvet when he heard a cry.

Ryan stopped and listened and then it came again, it was a whimper coming from Andy's room. He gasped in horror as thoughts of what must be happening to her crossed his mind.

The door to Andy's room swung open, he stood at the doorway, his eyes on her.

Andy held tightly to the sheets, her hands fisted. Her lips were parted as slow whimpers ran through the silent room. The bed dipped as Ryan climbed to it and gathered her into his arms. She lay almost lifeless in his arms. H ran his hand through her hair and rubbed her back.

"Come back to me Andy"

He whispered in bated breaths.

Of course, a wolf pregnancy wasn't ordinary and a lycan certainly wasn't going to make the pains less unbearable and she was human carrying a powerful being.

The sparks also was inevitable even at that moment. Having her that close ran shivers through his veins. His desires were flaming up slowly. His eyes went pitch black for a second there. Rye also was fighting for control.

The low gasp from Andy took him out  his thoughts. His eyes wandered back to her as he stretched a hand and turned on the bedside lamp. Her eyes were shut and her face relaxed. Her breaths had become steady and she seemed to have fallen back to sleep this time, a peaceful one.

Ryan slowly dressed her back into the bed.

Immersed into his desires, Ryan ran his hand through her open thighs.

She wore a baggy top that barely covered her thighs and when his fingers found his way up, he growled. She had nothing under.

Ryan watched his hand move under the material. He rubbed his index up and down, her core. For a second, the thought of slipping a hand in tugged at him but he needed more of her drips splashing to his hands. Ryan felt her clench her thighs together around his hand and tightened a hand on his arms. Then, she moaned. His flamed eyes travelled up. Andy was watching him. He kept his eyes on hers, they were narrowed and full of desire etched in them. He slipped a hand in. His eyes preyed on hers. Andy's lips parted in a slow moan as she shut her eyes and held to his arm tightly. Ryan closed his eyes and growled, struggling for control from Rye and his desires.

Ryan snapped his eyes open when he felt a soft touch on his face. Andy had her hand up there. He leaned in as she rubbed her index on his cheeks. Andy smiled when he closed his eyes. He looked so peaceful with her touch.

She certainly didn't know what she was doing and what was happening but one thing was sure, her body needed this man. She shut her eyes and moaned out. Ryan had his finger in and out of her that started in a slow rhythm and turned into a fast trailer pumping into her and soon, his two hands went in. She raised a leg, drawing her arching core up the bed. Ryan fell into short breathy growls as his nerves tugged at his hardness. For a moment, he looked down at his hand that went back and forth on her core. Her moans were pleasure to his eyes, Andy was digging her nails into him in slow cries as his fingers pumped into her.