Her Brother, Her Mate

Vincent POV

“I just didn’t know what to do, Vin. What could I have done?” my beautiful woman asks me in a broken voice. I love the way she wholeheartedly loves and cares for her friends. She is like an angel. My angel. My everything.

I open my arms wide and she walks over, crawling into my lap and resting her head under my chin. My arms wrap tightly around her delicate body, molding her into me.

“You called for her mate. You did all you could, my love. She is so lucky to have a friend like you. It’s not your job to fix her. It’s your job to love her and let her know you are there for her. That’s all you can do. Parker will handle the rest.”

She turns her face into my chest, letting out a labored breath. “She’s the strongest person I know,” she says with a ragged breath.

I k**s Simone’s temple and lay my cheek against her silky hair, “That means she can fight this. She is still your strong friend, she is just facing a different kind of fight.”

Simone nods softly and I can sense her turmoil easing with each breath of my scent. I close my eyes, concentrate on what my mate is feeling, and urge the calmness buried within her, underneath all her worry and unease and pull it forward, tugging lightly enough that I hope she doesn’t notice I’m trying to manipulate her emotions.

Her breaths even out and her heart is beating at a steadier, calmer pace. Parker and Carli are fantastic, but I’m getting a little tired of my love getting worked up because of Carli’s inability to work out her trauma. I know that isn’t fair, but Simone is my mate, not Carli. I don’t want my Simone hurting for any reason, and I can tell this situation is draining her.

I will never voice my annoyance or concern. I know that Simone wouldn’t want me to and it is unfair of me, but right now I’m feeling exasperated with Carli and Parker for impeding on Simone’s happiness. I don’t mind all the extra time we get to spend with their princess though…. But my queen still comes first. She didn’t even get to celebrate our engagement properly because of everything happening with her friend.

Simone deserves a special moment to focus on herself for once. If only that damn fairy would reveal his demented arse so we could go back home for a night, or at least have a night out.

A thought occurs to me, and a smile spreads across my face at my own brilliance. Elena dropped by this morning to bring us, vampires, more b***d bags, and mentioned the lanai out back from the packhouse when I mentioned I was getting kind of stir-crazy.

“My love, why don’t I run you a bath so you can relax for a little bit. I have a bit more work to get done before dinner.”

She looks up at me with pouty lips and puppy dog eyes, making my c**k twitch. I lean forward and bite her puffy bottom l*p, earning me a reluctant smile from my little vixen.

“Don’t you want to bathe with me? I can think of a much better way to relax,” she whispers in my ear seductively, making me g***n. I can’t resist her. She is like a drug for me, and I’m more than ready for my next fix.

I capture her lips in a fierce, possessive motion, my hand gripping the back of her neck, directing her movements as we k**s passionately in my temporary office. She whimpers hungrily into my mouth, driving me wild with l**t. I want to bury myself in her tight folds, losing myself in her like I do every night….and most mornings.

“Hold on tight,” I whisper into her mouth, waiting until she locks her fingers around my neck before standing with her and setting her on my desk. I quickly rid her of her underwear, shifting her skirt to expose her now naked cunt. It’s already dripping and deliciously heating, the b***d circulating faster with her needy excitement. I pull my e******n out of my pants and quickly dive into her, giving her exactly what she wanted and we both needed.

I make sure she drains herself, reaching her high multiple times before I succumb to my own release. I want her good and tired while she bathes so I have more time to accomplish what I need to do.

“f**k!” she g****s crudely as she comes undone for the final time, panting breathlessly like she just got done with a marathon. I’m shuddering inside her, twitching and smiling smugly at the sated look on her radiant face.

“Ready for that bath now?” I ask her in my most seductive voice, pulling her tiredness to the front of her senses so she gives in to me.

She nods sleepily, a look of pure bliss on her gorgeous features.

I carry her to our room, ignoring the knowing smirks from my men, and help her fill the tub with lathery suds and leave her in the foamy bath, jets going strongly against her sensitive skin. She is still in a daze, making me feel extremely pleased with myself.

After shutting her in the bathroom and making sure our bedroom door is closed, I call for Stephan and Carlos to join me in my office so we can quickly execute what I want to be done for tonight.

Simone POV

My toes are still curling at the thought of what Vincent did to me on his desk. The man is like a full-on stallion. He is like the most luxurious of sports cars, taking me from zero to sixty in a fraction of a second. I still feel revved up and delirious from his god-like sexing. That man. Mmh.

I know he was playing me, distracting me, and trying to wear me out on purpose, but I don’t care right now. He made me feel better so I’ll gladly let him have time to finish his work now so I can put him back to work for me later.

Reading my favorite new book online, Tempting My Mafia Boss by one of my favorite steamy romance authors, I spend a few hours pruning up in the jetted tub, taking mental notes on things I want to play out with my mate later.

A not-so-quick quickie in his office was just what I needed to lift my deflated spirit after taking Carli to the clinic. Parker ended up having to admit Carli into the hospital for the night, worried about what all the stress was doing to the baby, and I came back to the packhouse with Stephan and Carlos feeling so defeated.

After taking Alpha Jared up to the alpha floor and helping him pack an overnight bag for Rosie, Parker agreeing to let him and Luna Mary keep Rosie for the night as long as she was back in the morning, I wanted to just crawl into Vincent’s lap and cry for my friend. Vincent is right, though. She will win this battle, just like she conquers everything else life has thrown her way.

Parker’s parents have been seeing the shrink that Vincent recommended to Alpha Jared, much to my surprise. He told me to thank Vincent for him when I was helping him get Rosie’s stuff together. I was nervous at the thought of them keeping the munchkin, but Parker reassured me that they were actually great with her and he could tell they were making an effort. Rosie looked like she was having a blast with her grandfather, so I’m going to let that anxiety go, at least for tonight.

When I’m all wrinkly from being in the water for too long, and my butt is sore from sitting, I lift myself from the water and sit on the edge of the tub, drying off as the water drains. I apply my moisturizer and do my usual routine after I’m done in the bath, applying all my serums, toners, and conditioners and drying my hair to perfection. I love to pamper my skin after a good soak.

When I feel glowing and radiant, and I smell like baby powder and jasmine, I exit the bathroom intending to find my mate and have him read some of my favorite steamy chapters from my book so he can dominate me with a faux Italian accent, but stop when I notice a gift box sitting on our bed, a big red bow on top with a note tucked underneath addressed to ‘my love’.

I love presents! I squeal loudly as I lift the lid, bypassing the note in my excitement. Inside, there is a short, golden dress, flowing and elegant, and a pair of new designer shoes I saved on Vincent’s computer, hoping he would stumble upon the bookmarked tab. The golden accents on the shoes match the dress perfectly. My man may be better at fashion than I am, which I’m so okay with.

Tearing open the note with a face-splitting smile on my face, I read it and swoon at how sweet my mate is.

My Love,

It would be my greatest honor if you would wear this gift and join me poolside for a romantic evening. No bathing suit needed 😉

P.S. No underwear will be needed either….This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

How we could spend an evening in the pack’s open-to-the-public lanai and not need a bathing suit is beyond me, but I’ll trust Vincent. No underwear needed either? My excitement is shooting through the roof.

I quickly dress, then go back in the bathroom to apply light make-up around my eyes, and rush out to the living room where a spiffy-looking Carlos is smilings brightly, ready to escort me down to where my mate is.

“You look lovely, Simone. Boss is going to go nuts when he sees you,” Carlos offers me his elbow as we make our way down the stairs, helping so I don’t fall as I descend in my killer heels.

“Aren’t you sweet,” I chuckle at him.

When we make it all the way down, I ignore the burn in my calves from walking all the way down several flights in my new shoes, my excitement making me too giddy to care. I have a feeling my calves aren’t going to be the only part of my body sore after tonight, based on Vincent’s note. My naked core is still tender from the pounding it took earlier, despite my wolf’s healing. That man…mmmh.

When we reach the double doors leading out into the lanai, Carlos opens the door for me, then retreats back into the building, standing guard just inside.

There is a giant party tent set up inside the lanai, covering the entirety of the pool, and the section around it I know holds the firepit and a gazebo with an intimate dining area. Soft, romantic music is leaking out of the open door. All the windows of the tent are covered in red curtains, but I can see a shadow moving behind the white tent walls towards where the door is.

When I walk through, a gasp escapes my lips, and I cover my mouth in surprise as cool hands wrap around my waist.