The Alpha Hunts

Chapter 59

-edited-

Previously:

"Ow." She kisses me again and the slight pain I felt instantly gone. And as I hold her on me, I can feel her moan in my mouth. I missed her lips, her taste, her body, and just her in general, she's my heart and should and I don't think she's knows.

"If you ever touch another woman's body the way you touch mine, you're a dead man." She tells me.

I flip her to where she's under me, and holding me to her as I grip her thigh. "You will never have to worry about that. Because this right here, it's only here and I love you with everything in my being." Her smile, so engaging God my wife is perfect. I immediately go to her mark, kissing on her. The best way to remind your mate that you love them, after not seeing them for a long time is remarking them in the same spot. "And if you ever look at a man the way you look at me-" I sharpen my teeth as I lightly lay them on her skin so she knows. "I will just have to show you who I am. What we are. And what all this mean. How important this is." I sink my teeth into her mark and her moan echos the room.

Sealing it, and I see fire in her eyes. "Take me." She demanded.

"Whatever the queens says."

Lucifer POV:

Wow.. last night. That was, wow. I stare at my sleeping wife, her hair is an absolute mess and the comforter barely covered her chest, I want to steal a kiss, but I'm not sure how she's gonna react to it. Last night, I'm normally gentle but she didn't want gentle. I'm not sure how Wynter slept through the night, but I'm happy she did.

And at the thought of her name she begins to babble, my baby girl and my babygirl here with me. Both of the loves of my life. "Don't touch her." I look back to see my wife getting up and putting my shirt on. She picks up our daughter, and Wynter seems much bigger as her tiny mothers holds her. "I've missed her so much." She caressed her cheek with her index finger. Then she does it. The melodic humming that sends my soul flying high. I get up and kiss her, and as I watch her smile I hear my daughters laugh. "I've missed you too." She smiled.

"So what do you want to do today?" I ask. "We could stay home, go out to eat, go out of town, or -"

"We need to do the counseling today." Livy says without looking at me.

"Pardon?" That captures her attention. "I thought after last night that we didn't need-"

"I have no idea what led you to believe that because we also discussed that if I want, which I do, we will do counseling remember?" She smiled. "You had me pinned against the wall, and you said in your low, husky, sexy voice that if I wanted us to do counseling we will."

"I remember."

"Great, now take a shower and call your mom to watch Wynter."

"Yes ma'am." I peck her forehead before walking to the bathroom.

My mom didn't have a problem watching Wynter, she never does and although I know grandparents love their grand babies more than their actual children but it comes in handy in times needed for an unpaid babysitter.

I don't want to do this therapy thing, this past year been an absolute pain in my ass and with everything that we've been through I feel like we should just be cuddled up and happy with our daughter. The worse is behind us, but of course instead of leaving it in the past we are going to therapy to talk about it I can only see this going wrong. But Wynter just seems different, I know we spent a grand time apart and we both did some things we weren't proud of but we've already talked about it... well not much talking but this should really be behind us now. Unless this is a way of her trying to explain why she's different, the reason why she is the way she is now. But since when has anything good ever come from therapy.