Arden’s Mate(48)

Arden hugged her tighter and nibbled on her ear. “I think it is. Not only did he see you naked, but he took you on a date and put you in danger. He’s lucky I’m letting him live. I’m going to talk to those wolves you were with again too.”

“Arden, I want to help. I can do some pretty kick-arse things.”

He kissed her shoulder and trailed his lips up her neck, stopping to nibble on the tip of her earlobe. “Yes, you can, but I want you safe. I can’t concentrate on fighting if you’re in danger, and then that puts me in danger. You help by keeping me sane. I know you have these awesome powers, but I only want you to use them if absolutely necessary. I have lived without you once, and I know I couldn’t do it again.”

She sighed. “Okay. I love you.”

“I know you do.” He chuckled.

She smacked his arm. “Hey, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

“Yes. Behave, and stop bashing me up.”

She squealed and he laughed.





Chapter 10




Sara’s wedding had gone off without a hitch. Tray was taking Sara to a small island off the Gold Coast for a week. Two enforcers were going to be on the island in case they came into any zombie trouble. They didn’t have to worry about demons as they wouldn’t travel over water to get to them and minions couldn’t be too far from their masters.

Today was a lazy day. Remy intended to spend her morning reading in bed and her afternoon doing much the same. Tonight though, she and Arden were going to his parents’ house for a family dinner. It would be Pet’s first outing since leaving the demon lair.

“Are you going to stay in bed all day and read?” Arden’s sulking face came into her line of vision.

“Pretty much.”

He yanked her eReader out of her hand and placed it on the bedside table. “There are so many other things we could be doing, especially in a bed.”

Arden was tempting, but he’d turned her into a nymphomaniac and she wanted at least one day and maybe night, where he didn’t jump her bones, or vice versa. “That is very tempting, and I know you have a high sex drive, but I’d like to have one day where we don’t jump each other. I will put my book down if you spend the day with me and promise not to make love, have sex, or fuck me.”

He sat next to her on the bed and snuggled her to him, stroking her arm. “Deal, I’m all yours, pixie, but the same goes for you, no cornering me and taking me against my will.”

Remy snorted. “I think you’re safe.”

Arden grumbled, “Fine, what do you want to do?”

“How about I shower, get dressed, and we go out, wander around the city, and see where we end up?”

“Sounds good. I think if we don’t tell anyone besides Kane and Rane, we can leave and have it be just the two of us.”

Kneeling up on the bed, she bounced with her excitement. “Just the two of us? No entourage?”

“We should be fine today without backup.”

Remy jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it.

She smiled when she heard Arden laughed. “You do know a lock won’t ever keep me out, right?”

“You can at least let me have the illusion,” she yelled to him as she turned the taps on. She was looking forward to today.

* * * *

Arden watched in agony as Remy’s tongue swirled around the spoon to lick the last of the cheesecake off.

“That was so good. I swear, since I found out I was pregnant everything that I love taste so much better and my senses have heighten. Also, in the last couple of days my boobs have grown at least an extra two cup sizes.” She squeezed her arms against her breasts.

The little minx was teasing him. Arden narrowed his gaze on the beauties in question and groaned. They were spilling out of her bra and right now she was showing an eyeful of cleavage.

“I was thinking while we’re here in the city I should go to Siren’s Lingerie.” She stood and held her hand out. He grabbed it and they left the café. Remy walked toward the shopping center.

Arden pulled her to him, stopping her. “Do you really think lingerie shopping is something I want to do with the promise you made me give you?”

A cheeky grin came across her face, and her eyes took on an innocent light. “I made you promise, did I?” She stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips over his. “When can I make you do anything?”

Yanking her closer to him, he palmed her arse. “Oh, you make me do things all the time. Come on, let’s go get you some new bras to hold these babies up.” He cupped her breasts and she batted his hands away.

“Arden, we’re in public. You can’t feel me up, giving everyone a show.”