Suddenly, all his talk from when I was in the cell makes sense. He’s angry with himself because he’s doing all the things I did with Gwen when she was young.
“Stone.” I say his name low, and his eyes shoot to mine. “Do you see what I have built for Gwen? Do you see that I pulled myself through the grief so I could be a worthy mate for her?” He looks around at the house and then back to me. I’m sure I look a sight better after the trim she gave my long hair and beard. “Do you see that what happened before happened for a reason?”
His eyes come back to me, and I can see a slight nod. He understands my meaning, and I feel some of the tension between us fade.
He looks at Gwen and raises his chin. “You’re the only family I have left. I’m sorry, but I just needed to make sure you were okay.”
Gwen steps off the porch and goes to walk past me, but I grab her wrist. She turns to look into my eyes, then reaches up to touch my face.
“You said you would do anything for me. I’m not going anywhere, Xavier.”
I take a breath and nod, releasing her wrist. She turns towards Stone and goes to him, giving him a hug. He wraps his arms around her, and I can see he is relieved she is okay, and also that she is in a safe place. I can only imagine how I would have been with my sister. If I tried to put myself in his position, I may have acted the same. I would have only wanted what was best for her.
She releases her hold and immediately comes back to my side, nearly wrapping her entire body around me. It comforts me that she needs my touch just as much as I need hers.
“Give us a few weeks. We’d like to have you over for dinner after the full moon.” I look down at Gwen and raise my eyebrow. I guess we’re hosting a dinner party. I will always give her whatever she wants.
Stone just nods and looks over my shoulder at Winnie. I see it again, and I feel what’s happening between them. I have no doubt they’ll be mated together. I don’t know why he’s too blinded by his own self-hatred to see it. I can’t really see much of Winnie under her long hair and baggy clothes, but she smells nice. I’m sure she’ll make him a good mate and bear lots of cubs.
I look over at Stone and his eyes come back to mine. “Do you see it yet?”
The movement nearly imperceptible, but I see he nods his head.
“What?” Gwen asks, and I just lean down, kissing the top of her head.
“Later, my love,” is all I say.
I turn us back towards the house, and Gwen reaches out, hugging Winnie as we go inside. “I’ll call you tomorrow. I’ll have X bring me into town to get the rest of my things.
“I’ll escort you back to town,” Stone says to Winnie.
A small blush blossoms across her cheeks as she follows the alpha out of the clearing and to the line of trees where the forest begins.
I pick up Gwen and toss her over my shoulder, hurriedly taking her back into the house and to our bedroom. She giggles as I toss her onto the bed and climb on top of her, and she pulls at my clothes.
“I need to be inside you.”
She giggles again as the material rips, and I bare her breasts to my hungry eyes. “You got so worked up from the confrontation. Maybe I should have more people come challenge you. I kind of like this.”
Leaning down, I growl against her skin as I pull out my hard cock and thrust inside her. She moans at being filled, my cock nearly too big for her small channel.
“I will win every challenge. I would fight to the death for you.”
“Xavier,” she moans as I thrust harder and deeper. “Just make love to me.”
Pulling out of her heat, I lean back on my heels and turn her body over. Gwen whines and protests at the loss of my cock, but once she’s on all fours with her ass presented to me, I thrust back inside her again.
“I need you like this, Gwen. My wolf wants to mount you, but I’m still in control. I think after I cum inside you, we should go for a run in the woods as our wolves. I want to mate you in wolf form, too.”
She moans at my words and pushes her ass back against me harder. Lowering her chest to the bed, she spreads her legs wider, baring her body to me and letting me know I can have her however I want.
I reach down and take a handful of her hair while I grip her hip and thrust harder. I bend down and place my teeth on her shoulder, and she moans loudly.
“Mark me, Xavier.”
My teeth begin to ache, and I bite down, sending her over the edge into an orgasm that is fierce and fast. She grips me harder, her pulses pulling the semen from me. I have no choice but to bathe her womb in my seed, breeding her and binding her to me.
Once we’re both coming down from our rabid pleasure, I lick the wound, healing it for her. There will always be a faint scar anywhere I mark her, but we both like the idea of our ownership showing.