Awakening

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When Morgan was a child, she never thought she would have the life she has now. She was always reading a book when other kids were running around and playing rough, or painting a picture of the people she saw when others were doing whatever they could to piss their parents off. Morgan always did her best to do good, but sometimes she just wanted to do something to piss someone off as well. Then when she found that gray area where she could just be herself, she never thought it would take over her life and set a course for her. But she had no issue with it at all, especially since she was going to spend the rest of her life with two men that loved her as much as she loved them. Today seemed to be a little different, Morgan walking to the laundry room of the house, crouching down and opening the dryer door, grabbing all of Alcide's clothes and placing them in the basket.

As she stood, she lightly kicked the door shut with her foot, her bare feet padding on the floor as she walked out of the room, lightly bobbing her head to the music she was listening to through her headphones. Eric insisted on an odd setup for the room when Alcide moved in, the bedroom set had increased in size to accommodate the master bedroom, now having three dressers instead of two, one for each of them, and, yes, it also meant three or more loads of laundry, but Morgan was actually used to it and found it oddly calming. She entered the master bedroom, setting the basket on the bed and working on folding them, separating his clothes as she did so, also taking out one headphone as her werewolf mate walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, his hair dripping from his recent shower, rolling his shoulders slightly, something Morgan easily saw.

She may be able to heal wounds, but she couldn't really use her magic to help with sore muscles, but there was one thing she could do.

"Lay down on your stomach" she instructed, putting the clothes in their respective drawers

Alcide looked at her for a moment, shrugging slightly and doing as she said, leaving the towel around his waist. She took her other headphone out of her ear, disconnecting it and placing the wire on her own dresser, holding her hand out, which caused a bottle of Alcide's lotion to move toward her. Her fingers wrapped around the bottle as she walked back over to the bed, spinning the bottle around and squirting some of the contents in her other hand. A groan emitted from the werewolf when her hands began to massage his back, making sure to pay extra attention to the noticable knots, which was most likely from stress due to work and the preternatural drama. And while her mates helped her relax after a stressful day, she rarely got the chance to return the favor. But since Alcide had a day off and Morgan finished her house chores, why not relax a little?

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Morgan wasn't sure how the two of them ended up in the position they were in now, the woman was laid out on the armchairs in the master bedroom with Alcide putting his tongue to work in between her legs. Growls emitted from him at her taste and at her sounds, sending delicious vibrations through her body. She wasn't sure what got into him all of a sudden, but she was definitely not complaining. A slightly loud moan emitted from her as she reached her natural high, Alcide letting her ride it out, loving the fact that she moved her hips in sync with his tougue and fingers. He rose slightly, gently pulling his beautiful mate to her feet and claiming her lips with his own, a moan emitting from her when she tasted herself against them. Her arms wrapped around his neck, his hands grasping her thighs and picking her up off her feet, wrapping her legs around his waist as he took a few steps to the bed. Alcide kept one hand on her back, using his other to crawl to the head of the bed where he gently laid her down.

"Fuck, I love you" he growled

She threw her head back against the pillows as he entered her, a moan emitting from her lips, which encouraged him to move. He wasn't gentle by any means, knowing it was something she needed to also get rid of some stress they were facing. One of Alcide's hands laced with hers, holding it next to her head as he continued to move, his other hand holding on to her hip. But Morgan had other things in mind. Her other hand snapped to his neck, using her speed and strength to flip their positions, a growl in satisfaction emitting from the werewolf, who was now beneath her. She grinded her hips against his own, letting her hand fall to his chest, which silently told him to stay where he was and he wasn't going to do or say anything about it.

"So beautiful" he said, marveling at his mate above him

Morgan's breath hitched in her throat as another hand gently grasped her chin, turning her head to the left, which allowed her gaze to meet with Eric's. Her hips slowed down, but they didn't stop, looking at her vampire mate, who seemed exhausted, but lust was evident in his eyes when he looked at her. He claimed her lips with his own, which caused her to happily comply, feeling his bare body press itself closer to her back, her eyebrows furrowing as his other hand trailed downward, swallowing her moan as his fingers made contact with her sensitive nub, a groan emitting from Alcide at the sight. He was home now, he would explain everything that happened the next night, but right now, he wanted to be inside of his beautiful mate, and he wasn't going to deny himself of that.

Eric pushed into her other entrance, which caused her toes to curl at the pleasure she felt, loving that both of them were inside of her.

They were all home.